The Tournament – Part II
By Co-Ed Boxer
Fight Number 2 in the round robin
 

A week had passed since I had fought Barb in the first fight of what had 
become a sort of “Tournament” between me, My Girlfriend Julie and her 
room mate Barb. Barb and I had fought the first fight and Julie had 
declared it a draw. 

Things were getting a little on the weird side. 

Maybe a little history is the place to start. Julie and I had been 
dating for several months. Early on in our relationship we discovered 
our mutual enjoyment of boxing. In our first fight Julie had surpassed 
me with her skill and power and had basically knocked me out. Ever since 
then we had regular fights – mainly on the weekends. We each won our 
share, but none had ever ended in knockouts again. 

Last weekend when I showed up for our regular sparring session Julie 
brought along her room mate Barb. Barb and I fought and I had all but 
knocked her out after a tough battle where I was knocked around pretty 
good myself. 

But Julie had called the fight a draw. And now I was to referee a fight 
between Julie and Barb. 

I arrived at the farm a little early. Julie and Barb were there already. 

As I walked over to the barn I could hear the two of them trash talking. 
Seems they were both VERY interested in collecting the prize for winning 
the fight. One of the terms of the tournament was that the winner of 
each fight got a Favor from the loser. Since Barb and I had drawn there 
was no favor, but from what I could hear, both Julie and Barb had 
definite ideas of what they would extract from their opponent after the 
fight. 

I walked into the gym and there they were. Barb is about 5’9” and weighs 
135. She has medium length blonde hair and very pretty brown eyes. To 
day she was dressed in what I could only describe as a “Tank suit”. It 
was all black and it clung to her body like a second skin. It had no 
sleeves, like a tank top, but it had boy cut legs instead of the 
traditional high cut on the hips. 

Julie was a bit of a contrast. She kept her blonde hair cut short. She 
was a very well muscled 160 lbs.  that looked very nice on her 5’10” 
frame. Julie had chosen to fight in a pair of blue spandex shorts and a 
yellow bikini top. 

This was going to be a very interesting fight. Barb was definitely the 
quicker of the two but Julie knew how to use her power effectively. I 
wasn’t sure who I wanted to win, because I found both women to be very 
sexy in their own ways. 

“I see everyone is anxious to get things started” I called out. 

Julie and Barb looked at me, startled. 

“I want to get this over with” Julie said. “I’ll finish her off quick 
and then you and I can go tonight too”. 

“In your dreams Julie” replied Barb. “I’ll show your boyfriend here how 
a woman REALLY fights.” 

This was going to be interesting. 

While the girls got their gloves on I moved over to the table by the 
ring and shed my sweats and coat. I was to be the referee. I had never 
been so close to a women’s fight before, and quite frankly I was a 
little nervous. Sure I had seen tapes and watched on ESPN and USA cable 
broadcasts. But being there in person was different. And it had a 
definite sexual tension about it. 

I checked the timers and set the auto settings for 3 minute rounds with 
one minute rests. The rules were standard boxing, the fight would last 5 
rounds or less and then I would determine the winner if it went the 
distance. 

I climbed up into the ring and the ladies followed. I took a quick peek 
at their asses as they climbed through the ropes. Both were very nice. 

“OK you two. You ready to get started?” I asked. 

Barb put her mouthpiece in and nodded. 

I looked at Julie and she stared back at me. “Let me at her” she 
replied. 

I leaned over the ropes and hit the timer. 

DING! Round 1 was under way. 

As I stood up and turned to face the action both girls raced across the 
ring. Julie fired a loping overhand right that Barb ducked. 

Barb countered with a hook to Julie’s Right tit and then spun to her 
left. 

I knew that nothing ticked off Julie like getting hit in the chest. 

Barb danced on her toes, her hair and breasts bouncing playfully. Julie 
was more of a shuffler. She bobbed and weaved as she stalked her 
opponent – which was usually me. 

Barb jabbed a at Julie with her left but Julie did a good job of 
slipping her punches. As they circled each other I could see Julie 
studying Barb’s style. The next time Barb threw a jab Julie ducked under 
and fired a right hand of her own to Barb’s left breast. Barb gasped and 
backed up. 

“How’s that?” Julie mocked her opponent. 

Julie followed with a left jab that Barb tried to block, but the force 
of the punch pushed her gloves back into her face. Immediately Julie 
pushed in with another overhand right. 

The punch almost exploded on Barb’s jaw. Her head snapped back and she 
stumbled sideways to the corner. 

Julie wasted no time and poured in with a left hook to the body and a 
right hook as well. 

Barb tried to catch the body shots with her elbows and managed to keep 
them from being too damaging. But in the process she left her face open. 

Julie fired a textbook 1-2 to Barb’s face and Barb went down in a heap. 

“Go to a neutral corner” I ordered Julie and then started to count. 

“1…….2……..3…..” 

Barb was on her hands and knees and I could see that she wasn’t totally 
out yet. 

“4……5………6………” 

Barb started to struggle to her feet as I continued my count. 

“7………8…….” 

Barb was on her feet. 

“You OK?” I asked her. 

Barb nodded her head. 

“Who am I?” I asked to check how coherent she was. 

Barb looked at me “You’re the guy I’m gonna knock out and then have eat 
my pussy when I win this fight and take you on” she replied. 

I figured that meant she wanted to go on. 

I motioned Julie forward. 

Julie was excited. Her nipples were standing out clearly against the 
thin fabric of her top. I knew from experience that Julie got a sexual 
pleasure out of beating up her opponent. I could see that look in her 
eye now as she moved in for the kill. Barb had no idea what she was in 
for and I felt a little bit sorry for her. But at the same time, I was 
really excited myself, and I could feel my cock getting hard. 

Barb was still against the ropes near the corner. She held her guard up 
high and crouched down a little bit to protect her body. 

Julie ripped a left hook at her that Barb blocked – sort of. The force 
of the punch knocked Barb’s gloves from in front  of her face and left 
it wide open for the right hand that followed it. 

Again Barb’s head snapped back and she stumbled back into the corner. 

“Now I’m gonna have some fun with you” snarled Julie. “This is what 
happens when you rub my boyfriend’s cock like you tried to do last week. 
I’m gonna make you hurt now sister”. 

Julie moved in close and sort of smashed her body into Barb’s in the 
corner. 

I leaded in and dragged Julie off. 

“Boxing not wrestling Julie” I warned her. I put my hand on her shoulder 
and broke the two. 

“Trying to protect your new admirer loverboy?” she asked. 

“No.” I replied. “I’m trying to keep this fight a boxing match. 

Barb was still a little woozy, but she had managed to move off the ropes 
into the center of the ring. 

“Watch this Honey and see if this gets you off like it does me” Julie 
smiled. 

I could see that Julie was really turned on. Her body glistened with a 
thin film of sweat. Her top was sort of scrunched up from the clenching 
of her muscles and you could see the hint of an areola peeking over the 
top of the fabric. Her nipples stood out almost a half inch as she moved 
towards her opponent. 

By contrast, Barb was in bad shape. Her pretty face was red from the 
shots she had taken and there was some swelling under her right eye. She 
slumped a little bit to protect her breasts. 

Julie smiled confidently as she moved forward. 

A left jab glanced off Barb’s gloves, but it forced her back again into 
the ropes. 

Julie followed slowly. She shimmied her chest, which was sort of her 
trademark move when she felt the end was near. 

Almost playfully she began cuffing Barb with her punches. They weren’t 
hard enough to put her away, but they were strategically placed in 
sensitive areas. 

A left hook to her ribs and then an uppercut to her tit. Another left to 
her right breast. 

Julie was almost fascinated watching Barb’s tits jiggle with the force 
of each punch. 

I was mesmerized too as I watched Julie methodically work Barb over. 

The punches were almost gentle in a way, but they were strong enough to 
sent little beads of sweat flying every time they landed. 

DING! The bell sounded ending the  round but Julie kept throwing the 
punches. 

“Knock it off” I said as I stepped in. 

“Make me” Julie taunted. 

So I put my hands on her chest and pushed her back to her corner. Her 
tits were rock hard and I felt another rush of excitement to my cock.. 
“You get me next sweetheart. Better be ready” I replied. 

Julie grinned wickedly as she looked directly at the bulge in my pants. 
“I’m gonna enjoy taking you out too honey” 

I ignored her and turned back to Barb. “Had enough Barb?” 

She looked pained, but shook her head no. “I’m going to find a way to 
get her. I want another crack at you.” 

I lead Barb back to her corner. I was supposed to be neutral in this so 
I left both ladies alone in the corners. 

Barb looked like she was getting some strength back. By the end of the 
interval her breathing was more normal and she was standing up 
straighter. By contrast Julie was almost giddy with excitement. She was 
dancing on her toes. Every time I looked her way she would give her 
chest a shimmy and fire an imaginary punch at me. 

DING! The bell rang for round two. 

Julie moved quickly out from her corner while Barb was more cautious. 

Julie stood almost flat footed in the center of the ring as Barb circled 
her looking for an opening. 

Julie jabbed at Barb again and Barb pulled away quickly. 

This must have gone on for about thirty seconds. Barb was not throwing 
any punches, but Julie was not doing anything either. I don’t think 
either of them landed a punch for a good 30- 40 seconds. 

Suddenly Barb leaped forward with an overhand right. Julie brought her 
gloves up to meet the onslaught and blocked the punch, but as Barb 
crashed into her body she was forced to give ground. As Julie stumbled 
backwards awkwardly Barb fired a left hook that found Julie’s right 
breast. The follow through carried Barb’s glove across Julie’s left tit 
too and dragged the bikini top out of place leaving her whole nipple 
exposed. 

Julie recovered her balance quickly. I don’t think that breast punch 
hurt her too much, but It made her angry. Barb kept on the offensive 
throwing lots of punches. Julie managed to block most of them, but 
occasionally one would slip through and sent sweat flying from her face 
or thwack loudly against her ribs. 

I could see that Barb was focusing on Julie’s body, hoping to wear down 
her bigger opponent. 

While this was good in theory, I knew from experience that if you hit 
Julie in the tits she found a way to make you pay for it. 

Sure enough. Barb managed to lift a right uppercut  to Julie’s left 
breast. 

It was an outstanding punch and it smashed Julie’s nipple while dragging 
the whole breast up towards Julie’s face. That punch had to hurt, and I 
heard Julie gasp. 

“OK Bitch” she snarled. “That’s it” 

And with that she spun away from Barb and backed off a couple of steps. 

I could see that Barb was getting some confidence back, but I also knew 
that Julie was now one pissed off lady. Barb hadn’t done any real damage 
yet. 

“This ends now” Julie declared. And with that she moved straight in 
behind a stiff jab. 

Julie’s left hand became like a piston. Bam, bam, bam. Three in a row at 
Barb’s face. The first two were partially blocked, but the third split 
Barb’s gloves and landed flush on her lips. 

I could see the surprise in Barb’s eyes as she realized that she was in 
trouble. 

Julie moved forward and forced Barb back to the ropes. 

“You like tit shots – eh?” Julie hissed. “Try these on for size.” 

Julie ripped a hook to Barb’s cleavage and followed with a right cross 
that smashed into Barb’s left breast with such force that her tit 
momentarily overflowed her top. 

Barb gave a little squeal of pain and covered her breasts. 

Julie was almost in a trance now. 

With Barb covering her chest Julie began working the head. 

A right cross knocked Barb back over to the corner. 

Julie followed and pushed out another heavy jab to Barb’s right eye. As 
Barb’s head snapped back her hands flew up and Julie fired another right 
across into Barb’s right tit. 

Barb spun halfway around, but didn’t go down. 

I moved in to stop it, using a standing eight count as an excuse. I 
stepped in front of Julie, but she had thrown a left hook and it caught 
Barb’s cheek right in front of me. Barb slumped to the canvas, sliding 
down the front of me. As her tits and then her faced dragged across my 
cock my knees went weak. 

I hesitated for a movement before I turned to send Julie to a neutral 
corner for the formality of counting Barb out. 

When I turned Julie moved in close and rubbed her tits against me. “Does 
this turn you on like it does me?” She whispered. At the same time she 
rubbed the back of her glove on my crotch. That was almost too much. I 
grabbed her head and pulled myself against her and kissed her. I reached 
around with my other hand and grabbed her hard ass and pulled her crotch 
against mine. 

I had forgotten about the counting and Barb completely. 

As Julie and I kissed, Barb must have been recovering. Because all of a 
sudden I felt something hammer into my crotch. 

I collapsed in pain only to see Barb struggling to her feet. She had 
punched me in the balls! 

“You Bitch!” rasped Julie. “Spoil my fun will you” 

And as I sat there squirming on the canvas I watched as Julie moved 
forward. First she connected with a left hook that Wobbled Barb’s knees. 

As Barb started to go down again Julie said “Oh no you don’t. You don’t 
get off that easy now girl”. 

Julie held Barb in the corner with her left hand and started to punch at 
Barb’s midsection. 

Julie seemed to be in a trance as she watch her right hand slam into 
Barb’s tits again and again. There was no set pattern. She would hit one 
a couple of times. Use hooks to drag them from side to side and 
sometimes an uppercut to make them dance pup and down. A few to the 
belly now and then to make both tits dance in unison. 

Barb was crying now as Julie showed her no mercy. 

“Suddenly Julie pressed her own body against Barb. As Barb was half 
slumped in the corner her face hung down by Julie’s chest. I could see 
Julie smile with pleasure as she shook her chest in Barb’s face and used 
her tits to slap Barb’s cheeks. 

The pain in my groin was subsiding now and I managed to struggle to my 
feet. 

“Enough now Julie. Let her go” I said. 

“Just a little more” she said playfully. 

And with that Julie took her left hand off Barb’s shoulder. As Barb 
swayed in the corner, her hands clutching at her wounded chest Julie 
took a half step back and then thundered a right uppercut to the point 
of Barb’s chin. 

Almost like slow motion I saw the punch land. It snapped Barb’s head 
back and she sort of bounced against the padded ring post. Next she 
pitched forward and her face slid down the front of Julie. It completely 
tore away Julie’s top leaving her breasts exposed. They heaved up and 
down in excitement and shined with sweat. They were magnificent. 

Julie caught Barb’s head before she slumped completely to the floor. 

“I said enough – OK!” I said strongly. “You’re going to hurt her” 

“Come here fella” Julie replied. 

As I moved over and bent down to help Barb to her feet Julie changed 
position. She grabbed me and pulled me into her, catching Barb’s head 
between our crotches. 

I could feel Barb’s cheek against my tender cock as Julie pulled me in 
closer and kissed me. 

Between Barb’s face on my dick and Julie’s kisses I was recovering 
quickly. I know I should have helped Barb back up, but I didn’t. 

As Julie and I kissed and groped each other I could sense that Barb was 
getting her bearings back. But instead of punching me in the nuts like 
she had the past time, Barb start to kiss my rod. 

I moaned softly and Julie opened her eyes. 

She looked down at Barb and laughed. Guess you’re gonna be OK roomie. 

Then she looked hard at me and said “Play time is over. You’re next”. 

Julie turned and walked over to her corner leaving me to admire her ass. 

“As for you Barbie” Julie offered “I think I’ll hold off on my winnings 
until you’re in better condition to handle them.” 

I was close to coming, but I figured I better help  Barb to her feet. 
Barb slumped heavily against me and I could feel her swollen breasts 
against my chest. 

As I half carried her over to the stool in her corner her gloves kept 
brushing against my dick. 

I placed her on the stool and helped her get her gloves off. 

As soon as her hands were free she reached up and grabbed the tip of my 
cock which was now sticking out of the top of my pants. 

“Do me a favor” She whispered as she rubbed the tip of my cock. “kick 
her ass.” 

And with that she leaned over and licked me. 

I shot my load right into her face. 

I wasn’t sure what to do next. And I glanced over my shoulder. Julie had 
seen everything. 

“Guess what boyfriend” Julie snarled. “Since you’re no good to me now I 
guess I’ll have to destroy your ass too.” 

She threw some hand wraps at me and said “Get ready lover. Because I’m 
gonna make you pay for that one” 

I helped Barb get out of the ring and started to get ready.