The Tournament
By COEDBoxer
The story of an interesting mixed boxing bout involving my girlfriend and her roommate

Julie and I had been dating for about 5 months, and we had begun our 
boxing about 6 weeks in to our relationship. On average we sparred 1-2 
times per week, mainly on Friday nights. 

We were both improving steadily and some of the fights were very close. 
We were getting to know each other's style so well that the fights 
became more like chess matches than physical struggles. 

One weekend in May Julie and I had agreed to meet at her family farm on 
Saturday night for a bout. Julie said that she had some work she had to 
wrap up on Friday and Saturday. We agreed to meet at the farm, so I 
could go do some things on my own instead of waiting around for her all 
weekend. 

I drove up to the farm a little bit early on Saturday hoping that maybe 
Julie had been able to close up shop early herself.  The last few 
weekends we hadn't seen as much of each other. In fact, the previous 
weekend we had missed our regularly scheduled fight. 

As I drove into the driveway of the farm I was excited to see Julie's 
car parked next to the barn. "Good. We can have a little warm-up before 
jumping into the ring" I thought to myself. 

I parked by the house and ducked in to change into my boxing gear - a 
pair of blue bike shorts and my old college T-shirt. I slung my gloves 
over my shoulder and started wrapping my hands as I crossed over to the 
barn. I could hear the sounds of Julie working the heavy bag, grunting 
as she pounded home her shots. 

I opened the door and started to walk over to the corner of the barn 
where the Heavy bag is, and I stopped in surprise. 

Julie wasn't the one working the heavy bag. It was her roommate Barb. 

"What's up?" I asked. 

Julie and Barb Spun around - surprised that I was there. 

"Hey Loverboy. I've got a surprise for you" responded Julie with  a 
wicked grin. 

I grinned right back. "What - you wanted to have a witness this time 
while I kick your ass?" 

"In your dreams. No, I thought that we were getting into a little bit of 
a rut with our fights, so I thought maybe we needed to change things up 
a bit." 

"What do you mean?" I asked. 

"I think that maybe a little tournament is in order." 

"With who - Barb?" I asked in astonishment. 

"You bet" Julie replied. "I've been telling Barb about our fights for 
the last couple of months and she has been itching to give it a try 
herself. She's been taking some of those Cardio- Kickboxing classes but 
she'd like to find out how realistic they are." 

"Sounds fine by me - I guess" I said uncertainly. "But aren't you afraid 
you might hurt her? After all, you've been boxing a long time now. 
Fighting a novice like her might be a bit of a mis-match for you." 

Julie laughed. "Who said she was fighting me?" 

My jaw dropped. 

Now maybe I should fill you in a little bit on Barb. She is a pretty 
athletic lady. She stands about 5'-9" and probably weighs about 135 lbs. 
And all of it is distributed in the right places. Today Barb was dressed 
in a pair of red spandex shorty-shorts and a Crop-top T-shirt. I could 
see that she had a white Jogbra underneath as she worked the heavy bag 
and her shirt flew up tantalizingly. If I hadn't met her through Julie I 
probably would have tried to ask her out myself. She had medium length 
blonde hair that framed an oval face with deep brown eyes. 

I didn't know what to say. 

Barb continued to work the Heavy bag, and I noticed she was doing a 
pretty good job with it for a beginner. 

"But honey, are you sure you want me getting into the ring with her? You 
know what I'm like at the end of the bout - and how I fight during the 
bout." 

"I don't mind" Replied Julie. "And I've told Barb all about it. She 
doesn't mind either - do you Barb?" 

"Not at all" she answered. "In fact, I'm kinda looking forward to it." 
And with that she turned and faced me. She looked fantastic standing 
there in her gloves. Her face shined with a thin film of sweat. The 
thought of fighting her was very enticing, but I was worried that I 
might enjoy it too much and piss off Julie in the process. 

"Tell you what" Julie offered. "Let's make it interesting. How about if 
the losers of the fights grant the winners one 'favor' at the end of the 
fight". 

Now this was getting a little bit wild. I liked the idea of making Julie 
pleasure me after a victory, and I also enjoyed letting her be in 
control too. But Barb? I wasn't too sure about this. The more I thought 
about it, the more I was torn. And then it hit me. I'll probably win 
pretty easily in my first fight and then I can graciously bow out of any 
favors. 

Barb agreed to the terms and I decided "what the heck". And that was 
that. 

Julie laid out the  rules. The person not fighting would be the Referee. 
The rounds would be 2 ,minutes each with 1 minute rest in between. The 
bell would save you at the end of the round, but the ref could stop the 
fight at any time. There would be a maximum of 5 rounds in the fight. If 
it went that far then the Ref would determine the winner. 

We all nodded in agreement, and I went over to the ring to put on my 
gloves. 

This was going to be interesting. I wondered if I should take it easy on 
Barb to make her look good in front of her friend or should I end it 
quickly to save my energy for Julie. I knew I would need it. 

I still hadn't made up my mind when I climbed into the ring. Julie 
walked over to the table next to the ring and set up the timers. I put 
my mouthpiece in and looked over at Barb. 

She looked outstanding. Her figure was well toned. She had rather long 
legs and a short torso that made her breasts seem bigger than they 
really were. But then again, they were just fine in my book. I felt my 
cock start to get hard and immediately got embarrassed. The last thing I 
wanted to do was get a hardon for another girl in front of Julie. I 
looked down quickly, but noticed Barb smile slightly as she looked 
across at me. 

"Quickly." I thought to myself. "I better get this over quickly or I'm 
gonna be in trouble with Julie" 

The bell rang for round one. I moved out quickly and extended my left 
hand to touch gloves - the traditional display of sportsmanship at the 
start of a fight. Apparently no one had told Barb about this maneuver, 
for she powered an overhand right to my face that caught me flush. 

I staggered back to my corner and Barb leaped forward after me. She 
waded in with big shots to my head. I tired to cover up but I felt her 
punches rip through my gloves. A right hand shot up the middle and 
snapped my head back. As I sagged against the ropes a sweeping left hook 
caught me on the temple. I was dazed and in trouble - and I hadn't even 
thrown a punch yet. Barb grabbed my attention with another right hand. 
It caught me high and the side of the head, but it was enough to knock 
me off balance and send me stumbling to the canvas. 

Julie started tolling the count   1...2....3... 

I shook my head to clear it and knelt there while she counted. 

4....5...6... 

I rose at six and faced Barb again. I could see the excitement in her 
eyes as she moved in again. 

This time I was ready for her. I let her flail away for a few moments 
and then I managed to spin off the ropes and dance away. My legs were 
not so rubbery any more and I tried to dance some more to get the juices 
flowing again. 

I flicked out a jab to see how she would handle it and give myself more 
time to clear my head. Barb sort of blocked it and it just glanced off 
her shoulder. I jabbed again - harder this time and was rewarded with 
the pleasant feeling of my glove finding a home on Barb's face. 

I danced around to my left and jabbed again. Barb could pack a hell of a 
punch, but apparently Julie hadn't taught her much about defense yet. I 
jabbed again and she awkwardly tried to slip it and block it at the same 
time. 

I was now pretty much recovered and I spent the rest of the round trying 
to feel Barb out. Barb had kind of a pattern. She liked to lead with an 
overhand right and follow with a left hook to the face. She was faster 
than I had expected and more than a few of her punches landed on my face 
and shoulders. But they weren't doing any real damage. 

Near the end of the round I figured it was time to see how well-toned 
her body was. I faked an overhand right. As Barb's hands went up to 
block the punch I hooked underneath her guard with my left and planted a 
solid hook on her ribs. Barb grunted a little bit and grimaced, but had 
enough presence of mind to fire a right hand over the top my left - 
which I was slow in bringing back. 

DING! End of round one. Julie jumped in and told us to go back to our 
corners. 

During the break Julie came over to my corner and asked what I thought 
of Barb. 

"Next time try teaching your students about touching gloves" I snarled. 

Julie laughed. "I did" and she walked over to Barb's corner. 

I watched Julie walk over to Barb's corner and admired her ass as she 
went. She seemed to be giving Barb some instructions and advice. Barb 
nodded and looked over at me. 

DING! The bell rang for round two. 

We moved out towards the center of the ring. Barb looked pretty fresh as 
she bounced lightly on her toes. She held her guard up high in a sort of 
peek-a-boo defense. Her T-shirt flapped around as she danced around to 
her right, giving me some glimpse of her firm tits being contained by 
her white spandex top. 

Barb wiggled her head from side to side and then started again with her 
pattern - an overhand right followed by a left hook. 

I blocked the right hand with my left and brought my right hand up 
automatically to block the hook that followed. The problem was, she 
hooked to my body this time. Her punch hit home and I wasn't ready for 
it. It made me wince, and I sort of sagged out of the way. 

Barb smiled. Julie laughed. 

I got determined. 

I pushed out a heavy jab and followed it up with two more. The first one 
barb blocked, but the second hit home while the third whistled 
harmlessly past her ear. 

I followed my bouncing opponent around the ring. I led again with a left 
hook up top and then doubled it down to her ribs. Just as in the first 
round She blocked the hook to her head, but the body shot hit home. 

I pressed in and forced Barb back by firing an uppercut. The punch 
grazed her face, but it forced her up against the ropes. 

I lowered my head and pushed my way in. Time for a little body work, and 
I started to hook at Barb's ribs with both hands. 

She did a pretty good job of covering up, but a few of my punches hit 
home and I could feel her give a little with one right hand. 

I brought a left hook back up to Barb's head and it landed flush, 
spinning her into the corner. 

Now was the time to finish it. I moved in and ripped an uppercut to her 
chest. I felt an extra pleasure as I felt the punch slam home and I saw 
her tits jiggle out of control. 

Barb winced in pain and bent forward - ready for the final KO punch. 

But Julie stepped in and pushed me back. "Standing eight count" she 
said. 

"What the hell is this?" I demanded. "you never said anything about 
standing eight counts" 

"Now you know" she  replied. "Now get back to a corner so I can start my 
count." 

I was mad, but I went back to a neutral corner while Julie gave Barb a 
standing eight count. 

1...2..3...4... 

I could see Barb recovering and it made me even madder. 

5...6....7...8 

Julie motioned us back together, but Barb was able to get off the ropes 
and back out into the center of the ring. 

I moved in to try and get my advantage back. I feinted with a left hook 
to the body and tried to bring a right hand over the top. But Barb was 
ready and she countered with a straight right hand the rattled my teeth. 

It stopped me in my tracks and Barb was able to dance away again. 

I followed and decided to try and work my jab like I did early in the 
fight. 

I flicked out a left jab. Barb did the same. I could see that she was 
getting herself back together and I muttered some unflattering remarks 
about Julie under my breath. 

Barb was learning fast. I pushed out my jab again, but this time she 
slipped it. I tried to follow again with a straight right and she 
slipped that too. 

At the same time as my right whistled past her she turned sideways and 
hooked with her left. The punch cuffed me on the head and sent me 
awkwardly into the ropes. 

Julie laughed at me as I stumbled forward and my head slipped under the 
top rope. 

I was really starting to get mad now. At Julie. 

DING! The bell rang ending the round. I stomped back to my corner. Julie 
Followed barb back to hers. 

Again, I could see Julie was giving Barb some advice. She made some 
moves with her shoulders and shot out some punches to illustrate her 
points. Barb looked across at me and nodded - then smiled. 

Julie turned, trying to hide her smile and walked over to me. 

"Nice job there ref. Making the rules up as we go along are we?" I asked 
sarcastically. 

"Grow up" she replied. "When have you ever heard of a fight that doesn't 
have a standing eight count?" 

"What about the little advice you keep giving her? Do you want her to 
win?" 

"Actually, I think it might be kind of fun to see her win." Julie 
answered back. 

"You have GOT to be kidding me." 

"I'm curious to see what sort of 'favor' she would ask for" Julie 
grinned. 

So that was it. Julie was getting off on seeing me get frustrated and 
liked the possibility of getting to see me get dominated. 

"Guess you're never gonna find out about that sweetie" I snarled back at 
her. 

"We'll see" she mocked. 

DING! The bell rang for round three. 

I looked back across the ring at Barb and was surprised to see that she 
had shed her crop top T-shirt during my "discussion" with Julie. 

I have to say, she was an impressive sight. Her nipples were pointing 
out in anticipation of the battle and her top was slung low enough so 
that it revealed a little bit of cleavage, complete with glistening 
beads of sweat. 

Once again I could feel the involuntary reaction from my crotch. 

This time I didn't care. Maybe that would piss of Julie - and right now 
she deserved it. 

I moved out quickly. 

Barb tried to lead with her jab. I blocked it and ripped a hook 
underneath it that smacked home on her ribs. 

Barb winced a little bit and danced away. I followed and ran right into 
a counter right hand. It snapped my head back, but I plodded forward and 
tried a right uppercut. 

The punch slipped in between her hands and collided with her right 
breast. Again I enjoyed the feel of her tit being smashed by my hand. 
And I could feel the fabric of my shorts struggling to contain my dick 
as it straightened out. 

She threw another right hand that slipped between my own hands and 
snapped my head back again. 

I lowered my head and bulled forward. 

My rush must have surprised her. She was forced backwards by the force 
of my rush. Our bodies slammed into each other and Barb was bent 
backwards over the ropes. 

I could feel her hands on either side of my head and her forearms pushed 
at my shoulders. 

Her breasts were right under my forehead and I could see right down into 
her top. Her breasts were red from the punches they had taken and they 
were bathed in perspiration. 

I leaned heavily against her and enjoyed the feeling of her body close 
to mine. 

I cuffed at her ribs lightly until Julie pushed her way in to break us. 

"Come on, come on" she said angrily. "Get off her." 

I backed off and watched as Barb gathered herself. 

I rushed back in and fired another left jab at her head before she could 
get set completely. The punch hit her square in the nose and snapped her 
head back. 

I was really enjoying this and I didn't care that my dick was now hard 
as a rock and Julie could plainly see this. In fact, I was hoping that 
Barb could see this too. 

Barb's face whipped back towards me and I could see a look of anger. The 
punches hurt her, but they made her mad. 

Before I could do anything she fired one of her straight right hands 
that caught me right in the mouth. It was her best punch of the fight 
and it stopped me in my tracks. 

Barb rocked off the ropes and followed with a solid left hand right in 
the same place. 

I backed off and fired a jab in defense. Barb ran right into it and she 
slowed too. 

I danced back and to my left. Barb followed me, but this time she kept a 
little distance. 

She was one tough lady. I had to admit it. 

And I could see by the look in her eyes that she had a healthy respect 
for me too. 

For the rest of the round we pretty much kept at a distance. We spent 
the round probing each other's defenses and looking for opening to land 
the punch that could turn the fight. 

DING! End of round three. 

I watched Barb move back to her corner and admired her ass too. During 
the fight her shorts were starting to ride up on her and as she walked I 
could see the little creases where her legs met her rear end. Very nice. 

Julie saw me watching Barb's butt, but I didn't care right now. All I 
was interested in was the fight. 

Julie glared at me and walked over to Barb's corner again. 

This was one tough fight. My face felt swollen from Barb's punches and I 
felt  the dull ache of her body punches too. There were two more rounds 
to go. I figured the fight was about even on points, but with Julie as 
the Ref I couldn't count on getting a decision. 

As I watched Julie coaching Barb across the ring I tried to develop my 
own strategy. Barb seemed to be vulnerable to body shots. This round I 
would try to work her body and then move up to her head when she dropped 
her guard. 

The idea of getting another chance to slam Barb's tits also figured into 
the equation. 

DING! Round Four was under way. 

This time I moved out a little bit slower. I was going to let Barb lead 
and then slip in counters to her body under her arms. 

Barb threw a jab which I parried. And followed it with another jab and a 
straight right at my face. I blocked the jab, slipped under the right 
and launched a left hook that thundered into Barb's ribs. 

I heard Barb grunt again and she circled away. 

Barb tried a right cross next that I blocked and this time I fired a jab 
at her stomach that connected. Her abs were solid and she seemed none 
the worse for wear after the punch. 

Barb managed to cuff me with a left hook on my right ear before I could 
get out of range. 

"Remember what I told you" I heard Julie say. 

Barb smiled and nodded slightly. 

Barb danced on her toes and shimmied her shoulders a little bit. I 
enjoyed watching her breasts jiggle, but I knew that this was their 
strategy - distraction. 

I quickly fired a right hand between her hands that landed partly on 
Barb's left tit. 

Barb quickly frowned and closed up her guard. She tried to return a left 
hook and I automatically ducked to my left and down to avoid it. 

Wham! I never saw the right uppercut that smashed into my face. I saw 
stars though - and my legs went wobbly. 

Barb moved forward to press her advantage. She was little more cautious 
this time and picked her shots more carefully. 

While I tried to cover up against the ropes Barb ripped a left hook to 
my ribs that was partially blocked. She fired a straight right hand that 
forced my own gloves back into my face. 

Another left hook glanced off the top of my head and rocked me to the 
side. She ripped another left hook to my exposed ribs and sent me into 
the corner. 

I peeked through my guard to try and find an opening, but it gave her an 
opening for a right hand that snapped my head back. 

My legs were like jelly now and when another left hook caught me on the 
side of the head I spun to the ropes and sagged to my knees. 

Julie started the count 1...2...3... as I held on to the ropes for some 
support. I wasn't out, but I was definitely a bit fuzzy. 

I looked up at Julie and saw her smiling back at me 4....5... 

I looked across at Barb and I could se the excitement in her face. 

6....7....    I was up at 8, and I could see that Julie was a little 
disappointed. I felt a surge of anger rush though me and it gave me a 
little more energy. 

Barb had a bit of a wild look in her eye as she moved across the ring to 
finish me. 

Barb pushed out a jab to see how well I was doing, but I blocked it - 
along with the right hand that followed it. 

Barb's follow through was kind of ragged and I lifted a weak uppercut 
into to belly. The punch wasn't very hard, but it let her know that I 
wasn't going down so easy. 

Barb tried to follow with a left hook, but I parried it with my right 
hand. 

She tried to whip the left down low and managed to find my ribs. 

I winced as the punch caught me. 

I had to get off the ropes or I was going to get my ass knocked out. 

I kept my guard up and waited until Barb tried another looping right 
hand. 

When she did, I stepped inside it and grabbed her, smothering her 
punches. 

I weigh about 15-20 pounds more than Barb and I tried to use my weight 
advantage to spin her around. 

But Barb had a good wide stance, and she was strong. Our bodies pressed 
against each other as we struggled to gain an advantage. I felt her 
sweaty body up against me and her firm tits pressed delightfully into my 
chest. I could again feel my cock getting hard. 

"Break it up, break it up" said Julie. And she moved in to pull us 
apart. 

As we broke I managed to move away from the ropes and out into the 
center of the ring. 

I had to get back to my game plan. Work the body. That was where I 
always had my success. 

Barb Jabbed at me and I blocked it. I jabbed back and was surprised that 
the punch made it past her guard and tapped her on the nose. 

The punch seemed to make Barb angry and she launched herself at me 
again. 

This time I held my ground and she crashed against me. I kept my elbows 
in tight and my hands up around my face, ducking over slightly while 
leaning against her. 

She tried to land short punches inside, but I blocked them pretty 
effectively. I threw a few of my own and was rewarded when I felt my 
left find her tit with a grazing shot. 

We jockeyed for position, and I could feel her smooth thigh rubbing 
against my leg. There were nicely toned muscles under there. 

We leaned and grunted and groaned as we each tried to gain an advantage. 
Our bodies rubbed against each other and I was starting to get excited 
again. 

I think Barb was getting turned on by this too, because as we muscled 
each other I could see her nipples start to pop out again. 

Julie Moved in to try and break us, but we were both getting pretty 
tired. For the rest of the round we stayed on the outside jabbing and 
trying to conserve some energy - hoping to get a second wind. 

DING! The round was over and I walked slowly back to my corner where I 
slumped heavily against the ropes. 

I looked over at Barb. She too was leaning heavily against the ropes. 
Her hair was kind of wild and her body gleamed with a thin covering of 
sweat. 

Man did she look hot. 

Barb was looking right across at me and the best way I could describe 
her expression would be as.. Sultry. 

Julie leaned over while talking to her and I could see her ass peek out 
from under her shorts. That was almost enough to set me over top in the 
boner department. 

But it did seem to revitalize me. I knew that the only way I could win 
this fight was with a KO. And that was what I was going to have to do. I 
had to throw caution to the wind and let everything fly in the final 
round. 

DING! The final round was under way. 

I moved out to meet Barb in the middle of the ring. To my surprise, she 
extended her left hand to touch gloves. I guess I had gained a little of 
her respect. 

I tapped her glove and backed off quickly, just in case this was a 
repeat of the opening round. 

I danced to my right and Barb followed me. I could see that she was not 
so light on her feet now. I just might have a chance after all. 

I fired a crisp jab that caught her left hand and knocked it back into 
her own face. 

I jabbed again and this time the punch ricocheted off her glove and 
glanced off her cheek. 

I followed with a right cross that split her gloves and sent her hair 
flying as it slammed home perfectly on her left eye. 

I could tell that this was my chance. 

I moved in quickly to work her body. I ripped a left hook to her ribs, 
but took one of hers high off my temple. My punch landed solidly while 
hers was weaker than before. 

Barb gave ground and I pressed forward. I fired a right uppercut that 
she blocked, but the left hook that I threw found the right side of her 
face exposed. It was a beautiful punch  and it spun Barb into the ropes. 
I followed with a right to her belly and Barb groaned as she slumped to 
her knees. 

YES! Finally I was making some progress. I walked to a neutral corner 
while Julie started her count. 


1...2...3.. 

I turned and watched as Barb tried to collect herself. Julie had turned 
back towards me and gave me an evil look as she continued her count. 


4...5.... 

Barb started to pull herself up. I had to give her credit. She was a 
game fighter. 

6...7..8... 

And Barb was up. She was a bit unsteady. I moved forward but Julie 
pushed me back. 

"I have to see if she can go on asshole" Julie snarled. 

And I stood there waiting while she looked into Barb's eyes. 

Barb nodded that she was OK. Julie looked worried, but motioned me back 
in to continue the fight. 

Barb held her guard up, but I could see that this was almost the end for 
her. 

I fired a jab the she blocked, but again the punch knocked her own 
gloves back into her face, snapping her head a little. 

I was enjoying the hell out of this. So I fired another jab, and 
another. 

Both punches connected, but I was taking a little something off of them. 
I was getting very aroused by this part of the fight and I wanted to 
carry her for a little longer. 

I moved in to work her body. I hooked lightly to her ribs and kept my 
head down so I could see her chest dance and her breasts wiggle as each 
punch hit home. 

Barb tried to counter with some punches of her own, but they had nothing 
on them. In fact, they only served to get me harder. 

Julie stepped in to give Barb another eight count. 

I didn't object, as I wanted this to continue as long as it could. 

1..2..3...4..5..6..7....8.. 

Julie looked in Barb's eyes again and motioned me forward. 

Time to put an end to this. 

I used my jab to knock her hand out of the way and fired a straight 
right that rocked Barb back against the ropes. 

As she rebounded back towards me I dug a left uppercut into her right 
tit and marveled as my punch made her breast overflow her top. 

Barb moaned as I did the same thing on the other side. A right uppercut 
made the other breast dance. 

She was ready to go. 

I pushed out another Left jab to knock away any remaining resistance and 
threw a solid right hand that hit Barb flush on her beautiful lips. 

Barb was knocked back against the ropes and started to slump downward. 

DING! The Bell rang as her knees hit the floor. The fight was over. 

I stood there admiring my work and Barb started to pitch forward. Since 
I was standing so close her head hit my stomach. 

I held my ground as her pretty face slid down and rubbed my cock. My 
legs trembled as I came. 

Barb slumped to the floor.  I stood over her and looked at Julie. 

"Not exactly what you had planned - eh?" I said to her. 

"Fuck you" she replied. "Now back off." 

I decided that maybe I was going to collect on that favor from Barb 
after all. I walked back to my corner while Julie helped get Barb back 
to hers. 

I took off my gloves and grabbed a towel to dry myself off. Then I 
crossed the ring to see how barb was doing. 

"Is she OK?" I asked. 

"She'll be fine" Julie responded. 

"I hope so. I have to think of what sort of Favor I'm going to receive." 

"What the hell are you talking about?" asked Julie in shock. 

"Hey, you made the rules honey" 

"That's right" Julie replied. "But you need to remember, the WINNER of 
the fight gets the favor. And from my point of view the fight was a 
draw." 

My jaw dropped. "What the hell are you talking about? I knocked her 
out." 

"She didn't go down until after the bell sounded. The last knockdown 
didn't count. She was still up when the fight ended" 

I couldn't believe this. 

"Besides" offered Julie as she looked at my wet crotch "I don't think 
you could collect on any favors now could you". 

I was dumbfounded. 

"But what about the tournament?" I asked. If the fight is a draw - who 
gets to fight you? 

"I guess I'll fight both of you" Julie answered back. "That way I can 
have TWO favors." And with that she smiled her sly smile. 

Then it hit me. That was her plan all along. To get to fight both of us. 

"OK let's get it on then." 

"Now, now" she purred. "Let's give it a week so you both recover a 
little bit." 

Barb was standing now and she walked over to us. "Nice fight" she said. 

Then she looked down at my shorts, smiled and asked "Was it good for you 
too?" 

I smiled right back and said "Yes it was. You know I was looking forward 
to getting my favor." 

"I was thinking the same thing" Barb replied. 

"Too bad neither one of us gets it" 

"What do you mean?" Barb asked. "You won - fair and square" 

"Better ask the ref about that Barb" I replied. 

Barb turned and faced Julie with a puzzled look on her face. 

Julie explained her proposal. Barb looked at me. I shrugged and nodded 
my head. 

"OK I'm in" she finally said. "But on one condition." 

"What's that?" asked Julie. 

"I get another shot at Loverboy here. And this time we fight until there 
IS a winner." 

And with that she moved forward, kissed me and rubbed my cock with her 
hand. "Not bad" she murmured as she walked away. 

"See you two next weekend" she called back.. 

And with that Julie and I were left alone in the barn. 

"So you liked that did you?" asked Julie. 

I was a little embarrassed, and I didn't know what to say. But the truth 
was, I DID like it - a lot. 

"I'll have to teach that roommate of mine a lesson" said Julie. "And you 
get to watch as I take her apart in front of you." 

"Give it your best shot" I replied. You just better be ready for me 
afterwards. 

"I'm ready for you any time." Julie responded and with that she grabbed 
the back of my neck and pressed herself against me. Her lips found mine 
and she too went right for my crotch. She slipped her hand inside my 
pants, but I was in no condition to satisfy her now. 

"Too bad you aren't ready for me". 

And with that, Julie turned and walked out of the barn. I wouldn't see 
her again until the next weekend.