Carmen's  6th story about wrestling and boxing
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Brief informative life reflections of my fighting life Part 6


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I am sorry if my last story offended anyone as it was on the hardcore side but
as they say "it is what it is." Besides receiving over 600 emails as a result
of that last story the best thing that happened was my High School boyfriend
contacted me!! He is living about 3 hours away and I gave him permission to
visit with me which he took advantage of. I am thrilled to report that he
looks amazing, is doing great and is married with 3 children. He has not
spoken to his father in years and we had a wonderful afternoon meeting. He was
able to speak about being beaten by me all of those times and I am pleased to
say he accepts it and has no ill effects from those beatings.He lives with "me
in his mind" as he said almost daily but according to him 90% great thoughts
which warmed my heart. I could not be happier. Since he asked I did pose for
him, arm wrestle and put him (gently) in some wrestling holds.

Since so many of you have asked me to write about my boxing experiences I am
going to tell you a story about a match I had with a neighbor that took place
(almost) exactly two years ago. As mentioned we live in a neighborhood that is
FAR above our pay scale. My first husband Jack, with whom my husband and I are
still very close to and someone I mentioned in previous stories, bought me
this house upon our divorce. The house is 4,000 square feet, pool and all the
amenities I never thought I would experience as a nurse and hubby who is a
detective. This is an amazing gated community of 34 homes. Although we do not
fit the typical profile of the wealthy people who reside here Richard and I
are friendly with almost everyone and love living here.

One August day we noticed that new people were moving in across the street.
Typical for here they both drove new shiny Mercedes and what we saw of their
furniture they would blend in perfectly. From where I sat they appeared rather
young. Well, about a week later I walked across the street with a home made
blueberry pie to introduce myself with my husband. The door opened up and
there stood this pretty amazing looking couple. Tiffany was 5'10'' and with 2
inch heals looked enormous to me plus with that perfect California tan, teeth
and hair she was gorgeous and Ken was a very handsome young man who was about
the same height if not a drop shorter and a very sweet smile. Tiffany was
wearing an outfit that I am sure cost more then I earn in a week that showed
off her very athletic body, it was a tan tank top that was tight and cut up to
her bellybutton that had a diamond clasp thru it and Ken was more casually
dressed in designer jeans and polo shirt but also had a tremendous body. I
just came from work and was wearing my usual scrub top and jeans and Richard
was dressed in his usual shorts and Dodger T shirt. The initial meeting I
thought was rather cold as Tiffany looked down at me with what I thought an
attitude of " what does she want" yet her husband was very welcoming. After
some small talk they invited s in to their beautiful home.

The conversation was strained between Tif and I since clothes and cars are not
my favorite topic and since she has only a High School education speaking
about current events or anything cerebral was out of the question but the boys
immediately bonded as they talked college football and other useless sporting
things. We learned that they were both native Californians , she 24 and he an
"old" 28 with all of their money coming from his side where his grandfather
had some kind of import/export company. They met on a cruise somewhere where
she was actually with another guy, who was 40 years old she gladly pointed
out, and somehow her and Ken "met" on that cruise ship which made her very
proud to tell that low life story. After about an hour of exchanging
information Ken starts to brag about his wife and how they met and how
athletic she is and runs him tired. Seems Tiffany was a big shot volleyball
player in High School and then got into "bodybuilding" for a while. It was
apparent by her bicep development/shoulder and triceps she spent a LOT of time
lifting weights so I bought into the bodybuilding story although it was
amateur stuff. And then Ken drops the bomb of "and for the last 2 years she
has taken up boxing"!!! I thought Richard would piss in his pants he was
smiling so hard I, swear. So Ken continues talking about how strong she is and
how she beat up a lot of her friends and even some guys at clubs and she did
this all for him. I am thinking sure she did it for you because you are rich!
I saw Tif as a very spoiled, very beautiful gold digger who knew where her
bread was buttered and if that meant beating the shit out of some uselsss turd
in a club for his jollies she would do it. I would later learn that Tif comes
from a very middle class family in Burbank but via her looks and muscles she
is living the life she always wanted. Just keeping it real here as I write and
just my opinion. Then Tiffany does this double bicep pose which was impressive
in that she had to have 12 inch well developed biceps with good vasularity and
when she stood up and flexed I saw some well developed abdominals peeking thru
that skin type top. She seemed to be very comfortable showing off her body in
public and do us virtual strangers. She bragged a lot too about how she
benches 160 lbs and that she is stronger then a lot of guys in the gym and as
she was standing now and flexing she told us how all of her friends are scared
of her and how she wants to beatup more people because Kenny loves to watch
her fight. She was very into this whole scene as she was rubbing her biceps
and abs. Proud Ken laughed out loud. Again I look over at Richard who is
smiling ear to ear. Then she goes into some shadow boxing and for a minute,
which is a long time, she got VERY into it and when she finally stopped she
was breathing heavy, nipples popping and looked really serious which made me
laugh inside. Seriuos meaning like she was some tough fem fighter who I am
supposed to be scared of now. She actually rubbed her own biceps at that point
and looked deeply into Kens eyes and did a HUGE double bicep flex and held it
for a long time and said, "Kenny I want to fight for you again soon", and he
just smiled and said " I cannot wait baby". So I could not stand it anymore. I
know this type very well since I have been living here so long. Understand, I
give her credit and do not want to sound mean. However, I know this type, she
is in fact strong and muscular BUT Far from a bodybuilder or even a gymnast
like me. Sure she boxes but nothing like a real boxer, she can beat the shit
out of her friends which is cool, she can drop some guy at a club and probably
surprise the shit out of him and maybe even break his nose, give him a bloody
nose and humiliate the fuck out of him but she never really boxed a boxer I
can guarantee that. At that point I had no desire to take the conversation any
further in that direction until Richard opened his big mouth. I was perfectly
content in allowing her to think she was this amazing boxer and go back to our
home and wave when we saw them. Hey, he says, Carmen boxes too, in fact she is
an amazing fighter who wrestles and boxes. Shit it got very quiet and all eyes
were on me. There is Tif, all 5'10 of her standing and posing and telling us
she is the next world champion and I am sitting in this baggy scrub top
sitting on the couch. So Ken says, as he looks at his Miss precious, "how
about you two sparring sometime"? Richard, who is still smiling ear to ear
says "how about now???? Holy shit I thought, I have no desire to fight now I
just got back from work and wanted to relax. Yes, I said work which is
something good ol' Tif is clueless about. The Tif says " I know you Mexicans
all think you can fight and if you want to get your ass kicked now I will
gladly send you home with a black eye. So Carmen how about we fight now in my
basement, it is big enough and unfurnished so when I knock you down you won't
really hurt yourself and I will take it easy on you" My mouth was agape at
first. Shocked this spoiled bitch would talk to me in a racist and stupid and
brag-docious tone. I stood up and so did Richard, thinking I was going to rip
her ass apart right then, and I said I will come back in 45 minutes with 12 oz
gloves honey and Richard will ref and Ken will camcorder this debacle and keep
time- we'll do 6 rounds of 2 minutes each, OK? She stood up and stuck her
chest out and said "OK fine and get ready for your first black eye" and I
think Ken was still in shock as he sat there not knowing if I was serious or
not or maybe just crazy willing to take on his pretentious bitch wife. Then
Ken says, why don't we bet? So I am thinking fine, whatever, let the boys bet
$100 who cares I just have to fuck her up soon? But Ken says, how about the
loser cleans the other's house after the fight, vacuum, dust and laundry.
Hmmmm, I doubt good ol' Tif knows how do to anything more then shop, look at
herself, shop and fuck, but I am game for that dumb bet so we agreed and I
emphasized, RIGHT AFTER THE FIGHT is perfect for me. I grabbed Richards hand
and dragged him out of there to our house. Now I do not have a bad temper but
she did piss me off. In fact, I have NO temper at all people say, 95% of the
time I am mellow and relaxed. I hugged Richard and told him I was going to
kill her and he knew better to disagree but I also knew he knew I was right. I
took his hand up to the bedroom where I fucked him for a good 15 minutes to
release some of my anger so I can focus and beat the shit out of her the
Carmen way. It was a wonderful relaease of energy and Richard knew just to sit
back and enjoy and let me do my thing as I fucked him in ur bed. After making
love or better said above, after fucking Richard, I got dressed in a blue and
white sportsbra, blue satin boxing shorts and boxing shoes. My hands were well
wrapped and had a new mouthpiece ready. I warmed up for a while and put on A
t-shirt to cover my body and keep me my muscles warm and walked across the
street . Ken greeted us warmly and asked again if I wanted to go through with
this because as he said "she is very strong and will give you that black eye
and he apologized for her mean spirited and racist words. I told him I was
going to knock her out and thank you for the apology. Again, he looked at me
like I was crazy for doing this.

The wonderful Tiffany enters the room wearing a white sportsbra with the words
"best body" written in various colorful stones and a pair of skintight white
short/shorts and brand new Nike sneakers- THE DUMBEST boxing attire I ever
saw. I stayed at one end of the basement as she shadowboxed- if I was a
non=athlete her body would have intimidated me. Her at 5'10, 154lbs, sweating
and more muscular then I thought, I would estimate 36B-25-34 and good back
muscles too. like me she perspired a lot. There I was all 5'4 of me heavily
thick muscles, 15 inch guns, my natural D cups with the eight pack, but she
was lean, young and definitely athletic. I was NOT intimidated at all
especially when I saw their reaction when I took off my T shirt and did my
flexing. Ken literally said "holy shit" checkout that body, look at those arms
and damn abs"which made her punch him in his arm and start a mini-conference
between them. I thought for sure she would back out after seeing me so I said
" hey Tif baby, this Mexican is going to knock you the fuck out in your own
house and maybe I'll fuck Ken tonight for desert". I emphasized the word fuck
each time. I thought she was going to kill me at that moment- she started
cursing and saying a lot of crap but at least I knew she was not going to quit
before we started.

So after some chatting by the men we agreed to get this thing moving. We
stepped in the middle area of the basement and were chest to chest as Richard
stated the rules and Ken filmed. She would not touch my gloves which got a big
FUCK YOU from me. Note, I do curse more then I should but this is who I am but
do apologize to anyone reading this. OK, Richard yells begin and we walk
towards each other.

Immediately I see her gloves are high, to high, covering her face leaving me a
lot of places to punch but figured I wanted to see what she has. For the next
minute she threw 50 or more punches with 95% hitting my gloves or arms and a
few got in to my face and body but nothing of consequence- also noticed she
was already breathing heavy and making this obnoxious grunting noise every
time she threw a punch. So it was my time now and I started off with 4 fast
hard jabs to her face that made her back up and a trickle of blood from her
nose, followed by a thunderous right hook to her ribs that were wide open and
that hurt her as she dropped her guard and I followed that up with a 1-2,
hooks, to the middle of her abdominals and she doubled over and was unable to
move. Ken yells for her to "get out of there" and "are you OK baby" but she
could not speak. Totally easy for me to KO her right then but no way I was
doing that. For the next 20 seconds I danced around her throwing out jabs and
strait rights to her forehead, eyes and mouth at about 50% power. It was my
pleasure seeing her face swell and bleed when Richard yells " STOP" time was
up. She was drenched, pain registering in her face, swollen eye and blood
dripping out of right nostril. I walked over to Richard who already had his
erection going and I smiled. I did not need any water and stood there waiting
for the next round. Meantime she is sitting on the floor guzzling water and
yelling at her husband about something. From that position where she was her
back muscles, shoulders and biceps were pumped and sweaty and I again give her
kudos for being so developed and having the guts to box. Typically here in S.
Califoria women with bodies like that specialize inshopping and not real
contact boxing but Tif was here fighting and getting fucked up at the same
time but still coming back for more. With that being said I was looking
forward to totally fucking her up!! I can so easily see her smacking around
her friends or some ill equipped guy but this is a new level for her. She
stands up with 10 seconds left before the round and makes these windmill
motions with her arms to loosen up and bounces on her toes and shakes her
head. As she bounces her breasts bounce too and nipples popping through that
ridiculous sports bra and Ken yells, "looking awesome baby, do what you do and
hurt her" Richard yells, BEGIN and claps his hands to box.

Rd2- She walks at me but keeps her distance as she tasted some power last
round. The swelling above her right eye is evident and her nose started
bleeding a small amount before I even got to hit her again and that blood was
going into her mouth and was bothering her. I was in no rush but am talking to
her. "cmon Tif baby give the Mexican a black eye" "come a little close bitch
so I can make that nose really big and swollen so I can fuck Kenny later" she
tells me to fuck myself and Richard yells "cmon ladies fight!" She landed a
nice but weak jab and I counter with a strait right to her face that made her
head jerk back so hard I knew it was going to hurt the following day and also
highlighted she did not have the neck muscles developed to absorb punches and
therefore was a bullshit fighter. Anyway, I timed her next jab and moved my
head to the left and dug an uppercut again into her ribs that made her yelp in
pain. I did not think based on her abdominal muscles that my body blows would
stop her as they did but they did and sucking her energy away was lovely. I
pushed forward and landed an uppercut to her solar plexus and heard her moan
and she leaned on me and I kept her up with my shoulder and VERY lightly
landed a 5 punch combo to her sagging midsection- I wanted her up until I
punished her a lot more. However, patience is not one of my virtues so I took
a half step back and landed a text book uppercut to her jaw line and her head
jerks up and she goes back and landed hard on her ass and then her head hits
the carpeting unconscious with her arms above her head. So all you saw was
this huge young lady unconscious, ribs showing, chest heaving air and her legs
slightly spread but truly unconscious and not moving a muscle with a light
stream of blood coming from her nose and dripping down her cheek. It was the
first time she was ever knocked out and she supposedly has KO'd 2 people
recently. Ken freaked out and drops the camera but the audio was still going
which is precious for us as it made our sex life better, ha ha ha. I sat on
her stomach as Ken bent down next to his unconscious wife kissing her and
asking her to "get up" as he took out her mouthpiece. She was dead asleep!!!
Richard took off my gloves as I sat on her and then pulled Ken away saying
"she'll be OK it was just a knockout" as I waited the minute she was in
dreamland for her to open her blue eyes. Her eyes opened- one as swollen
purple, and I leaned down and whispered and asked her if she knew where she
was and she said in her basement. Do you know what happened I asked. She did
not answer. So I kept my mouth by her ear and whispered enough for the men to
hear and said, I just beat the mother fucker out of you and slammed my taped
fist softly in her jaw and I continued, I knocked you out bitch and check out
YOUR fucking eye! A testament to her strength was when I punched her softly in
her jaw she absorbed that blow, however, if I hit an average woman or man that
"softly" there would have been a much bigger reaction.She looked over at Ken
who was very upset and she called for him but I said NO and Richard held him
back. I said, do you understand I just beat the mother fucker out of your ass?
She said yes she understood. I then flexed over her as I sat on her chest and
told her to feel my biceps which she did but clearly did not want to do but
she did. Now I said, should I fuck Ken tonight? Ken was stone silent! She just
looked up at me and had tears in her eyes and asked to be let up. I pushed her
down and threatened to punch her in the face again although I never would do
such a thing. I got off her and allowed Ken to get her up. She looked like a
pony being born as her legs were so unsteady. She hugged Ken and cried
lightly. I said" remember the bet and I want you over in one hour sharp. I
gathered up my equipment and ran across the street to fuck Richard again which
I did and then showered and waited for her to come vacuum and clean as Richard
camcordered. Note, we do have sex a lot since we both love each other but
fighting SOMETIMES gets me going and this one did which Is why I "fucked" him
again. Just so you know I say I fucked him meaning I was on top and I was in
control of him ( both heads as they say) there are plenty of other times I
allow him to fuck me and other times where we make love to each other. Making
love and fucking are VERY different in my house. Nothing passionate about the
fucking, primal and raw and sometimes rough too. Ok enough said here, ha ha
ha.

Anyways, about an hour goes by and nothing. Meantime, the camcorder is
charged, the vacuum and cleaning supplies are ready and I have on a new bikini
top and shorts figuring since we are filming this I might as well milk it for
all its worth. The doorbell rings finally and it's Ken. I greet him at the
door as Richard trails behind filming me and Ken puts his hand in front of his
face so not be filmed and asks me to come outside on the driveway to talk. I
followed him and told Richard to stay put. Ken is still looking his boyish
handsome self with his eyes going from my breasts to my 8 pack abs back to my
breasts and then my arms until I grabbed him hard bu not to hard by his chin
and said " Kenny I am up here look in my eyes and tell me what's on your
mind"? He put's his hand on top of mine and tries to get free but I tighten
really hard and push him up the driveway to where the bushes keep us private
and I let him go. He shakes his head and rubs his jaw and steps back and says
" listen, she does not want to come over, she just can't". I step right into
him, my chest into his, and told him that a deal is a deal and stepped back.
Again, he is staring in all the wrong places and then catches himself and
starts telling me how strong I am and how easily I knocked out Tif and how he
never saw a set of abdominals like mine up close and asked if he could touch
them. I felt for the guy. I mean here he is having this wife and he is fawning
over me. It was really weird watching him react to me. At that point Richard
yelled back to see if I was OK. I laughed to myself knowing it was me who
whipped Richard enough times and it was funny that he was asking me if I was
OK but we are in love and I appreciated it of course since I love that man.
Anyways, I let Richard touch my abs and then I posed for him and he was VERY
into the whole thing. I guided his hands over my abs and then my arms and
fists and asked him if he liked it and he smiled. The rest was natural. I got
close to him and was talking to him as I posed and asked him if Tif's abs felt
like this, how about her biceps, now put your hand on my breasts and I did
some flexing where they bounce and asked if Tif can do this, which he shook
his head no and stared. He we were on my damn driveway but secluded yet still
there but it was getting intense. I was turned on but not in a way NOT to take
him but just because I was the focus of his attention knowing who his wife is.
I unbuckled his pants and reached down and touched his average sized but
totally erect cock and stroked it maybe 10 times before he bends over saying
"please no oh my god oh my god" and he explodes all over himself and uses his
hand to catch most of his cum and drops to his knees saying holy shit like
10x. . I stood over him feeling great that I had this rich young handsome man
I just met in my fucking driveway in this position. I grabbed his hand with
cum cupped in it and bent it back and smeared his cum all over his face
despite him trying to resistand he got very mad and cursed me- nothing I never
heard before and I understood why but it was not the right thing to do. I then
put him in the wrist lock which is horribly painful and debilitating as I was
taught by the best ( Jack) and have felt this pain several times as I learned
it. So here he is on his knees silently begging to be released before I broke
both wrists ( The truth is the lock is meant to cause severe, acute and
immobilizing pain and NOT to break anything and anyone, i.e., 110 lb 15 year
old can immobilize a 250 grown man with this) . I let him go and he was
already on his knees and he is now bent over on his knees with his forehead on
the driveway and his pants down. His left hand sticky from his own cum and
trying to get the feeling of pain out of his body after that wrist lock. It
was funny to see. I got him a towel and a water from the garage and sat next
to him and calmed him down. I explained that I could probably beat the living
fuck out of him if I wanted to and actually thought of choking him out but did
not. Eventually I stood him up and helped clean him up by taking a wet rag and
cleaning his cock and face and told him to go get Tif or I will come over
there and drag her over by her fucking hair if I have to since a deal is a
deal. Truth is I would never have gone past telling him to get her. I had no
desire to go any further at that moment. Lo and behold 20 minutes later she
knocks on the door looking not very happy. I invited her in and went behind
her and took off her top and shorts without any real resistance from her and
she cleaned, or her version of cleaning for the next 45 minutes. Looking very
angry she cleaned, Richard camcordered and I goofed on her the whole time
asking if she liked cleaning a Mexican's house and asking her how she felt
about being knocked unconscious in her own house etc etc. Remarkebly, I asked
her when do you want to box again figuring she would ignore me and she said
"SOON". That was surprising but again kudos to her.

We did fight one more time at the gym with similar endings but she did do
better. Her defense was far far better, her jab was better and she lasted 4
rounds and landed some pretty damn good shots but was still knocked out in
front of like 50 people. Richard and I wave at them and say hello and Ken
comes over my house to watch ball games with Richard and other men, we see
them at common parties where she still get's all of the attention because of
her looks and body but she knows what the real score is , Ken and Richard know
the real story too. Now, with all of my friends reading my stories EVERYONE
will know the story about good ol' Tif and Ken.

Re: next account of my boxing life- many of you have asked to hear about a
loss of mine while others do not want to hear the truth about me losing a
match. I have no problem recounting either. Not sure what I will next but if
many want to hear one thing I will do it. Feel free to email or call ( for
those who know me). Love to all, Car