The Tournament – Part III
By Co-Ed Boxer
Fight Number 3 in the Mixed Boxing round robin

Julie had marched out o the ring, across the barn and back over to the 
farm house while I was left to tend to Barb and get myself ready for my 
fight with Julie. 

Julie had just kicked Barb’s ass in under two rounds in the second fight 
of what had become a sort of tournament. Barb and I had fought the week 
before, and even though I had Barb lying flat on her back at the end of 
the fight Julie – as the referee – had ruled the fight a draw. 

Now Julie and I were going to fight. And instead of waiting a week like 
we did between the last round of fights Julie wanted to fight me in one 
hour. 

Barb, was Julie’s roommate. Julie was my girlfriend. Julie and I had 
discovered the pleasure of boxing with each other very early on in our 
relationship. In our first fight Julie had Knocked me out. But after 
that I pretty much held my own, and gave as good as I got. 

Julie had been starting to act a little oddly in recent weeks, and when 
she showed up with Barb last week and announced that Barb and I were to 
fight I was taken aback. 

The thing that I figured was pissing off Julie was that in my fight with 
Barb AND in my refereeing earlier in the day I had gotten off on Barb. 

Usually Julie and I had sex after a fight, and I don’t think that Julie 
appreciated having me cum for someone besides her. 

After I made sure that Barb was OK I started to get ready for my fight 
with Julie. 

I stripped off my shirt and grabbed a fresh pair of shorts from my gym 
bag. Good thing I had brought an extra pair, as the others had gotten 
quite messy from the previous fight. I slipped on my clean shorts and 
grabbed some tape to start wrapping my hands. 

Barb and I talked as we waited for Julie to come back to the ring from 
the farm house. Barb was very easy on the eyes, and I had really enjoyed 
having the chance to box her the week before. She had clocked me good a 
few times, but I eventually took control and pretty much knocked her 
out. I had never beaten a woman like that before, and I have to admit 
that it really turned me on. I was looking forward to see if I could do 
the same to Julie. 

I started to think about my strategy for the fight. Julie was a very 
strong lady. She was about the same height as me – 5’-10” or so, and she 
was a well muscled 160 lbs. I go 5’-11 ½” and about 170 lbs myself. 

In previous fights I had learned that Julie does not like body shots – 
especially to the chest. They infuriate her. If I could work her tits a 
little bit it would open up her head for a possible KO. 

I also knew that it was important to get off to a fast start. So I 
tucked an idea away in the back of my head and started to warm up while 
waiting for Julie to come back for our fight. 

Julie took a lot longer to come back than I thought she would – about 90 
minutes. 

When she returned she marched right up to the ring and said “OK Fella. 
Let’s get this over with. I’ll show you what happens when you get off on 
my roommate.” 

I climbed up in the ring after her and put on my gloves. 

Barb was to be the referee. She had recovered enough so that she could 
get in the ring and count for knockdowns and such. 

Barb came over to tie and tape my gloves and she whispered “Good luck. 
I’d love to see you kick her ass for me”. With a wink she turned and 
went over to Julie’s corner to tidy up her gloves. 

I kept my back to Julie and shadow boxed with my corner post. 

Finally Barb asked me to turn around and get ready. She was going to 
ring the bell. 

I turned just as the bell rang and there I faced Julie. She had decided 
to get rid of the bikini top she had worn while fighting Barb and she 
aced me with nothing but her Blue spandex shorts and boxing gloves. Her 
short blonde hair was brushed back out of her face. And she looked 
stunning. 

Julie moved out towards the center of the ring with a look of grim 
determination on her face. I glanced up and down her frame and couldn’t 
help but notice how her nipples stood erect while little beads of sweat 
formed on her breasts and in her cleavage. 

As Julie reached forward to touch my gloves in the traditional start of 
a fight I remembered how she had coached Barb to catch me off guard by 
slamming me during our fight when I went to touch gloves. 

I fired a straight right hand over Julie’s outstretched left glove that 
exploded on her jaw and sent her hair flying back. I roared in closer to 
follow up by hooking with my left to her face and then down below to her 
ribs. 

Both punches caught Julie flush and she tumbled to her right and over to 
the corner. I followed her and pushed out a left jab the split her guard 
and popped her right on the nose. 

Julie was in trouble and I was in control. She tried to cover in the 
corner and I let it all hang out. I hooked hard to her ribs with my left 
and the ripped it back over the top to her jaw. 

A right uppercut snuck between her elbows and smashed her left tit 
upward. I heard Julie moan in pain as the punch hit home. 

I fired another right hand over her hands as she dropped them to protect 
her body. This time the right hand spun her around and she slumped to 
her knees facing the corner post. 

I looked at her kneeling in the corner and felt my cock getting hard 
again. What a rush! I had never hit Julie so solidly before. And I 
enjoyed the feeling of power I got from seeing her on the canvas. 

Barb pushed me off to a neutral corner and started to count. 

1……..2………3…….. 

Julie shook her head and turned around to face me. 

4…………5………..6……….. 

Julie took some deep breaths that filled her lungs and made her breasts 
heave up and down. 



7……….8……….. 

And somehow, Julie managed to get back to her feet. 

Barb asked her if she was OK to go on and she nodded her head. 

AS I moved forward Julie hissed at me “SO that’s the way you want to 
play – eh loverboy?” 

“Hey. I‘m only dong what you taught Barb to do to me” I answered. 

“Well buddy, you better be damn good, because I’m going fuck you up bad 
if I get the chance.” 

And with that she covered up and crouched low, bobbing and weaving. 

I moved forward some more and tried to hook to her ribs. I figured if I 
could take the body the head would fall – jut like in the old boxing 
cliches. 

AS I ripped my punches to Julie’s body I could feel her sag with the 
force of them. She was doing a good job of covering up, but she didn’t 
block everything. I felt one right hook find it’s mark on her left 
nipple and a left uppercut completely flattened her right breast. 

Julie seemed to be getting her strength back as the round went on. At 
one point she even managed to slip off the ropes and dance away to the 
center of the ring. 

I could sense that the round was close to ending to I poured in with a 
final flurry. 

My rush caught her by surprise and our bodies collided. I could feel her 
nipples and breasts brush against my chest and her leg brushed the 
inside on my thigh – making my dick get hard as a rock again. I leaned 
heavily against her hard body and whispered “You know, I could get used 
to this”. And then I backed off a step and slammed another right hand 
between her gloves. 

The punch caught Julie right in the mouth perfectly. Her head snapped 
back and she bent backwards over the ropes for an instant leaving her 
breasts wide open. 

I took the opportunity to throw a right hook the I purposely dragged 
across both her breasts. Julie let out a squeal  just as the bell rang. 

I turned and went back to my corner and leaned against the ropes. 

I gazed across the ring at Julie. She leaned heavily in her corner and 
cradled her tits in her arms. I could tell that she was hurt, but I 
could also sense that she was still dangerous. I marveled at her 
physique. She had rippled abs, and her breasts were like pillows on top 
of steel plates. Her legs were very shapely, yet they were tightly 
muscled as well. I could feel my erection throbbing in my shorts as I 
gazed across the ring at her. 

DING! The bell rang for round two and I moved out to meet Julie. No 
tricky stuff this time as I circled to my left and looked for an 
opening. 

Julie fired out her first really serious punch of the fight. Her left 
jab whistled past my ear as I slipped it. 

Julie tried another jab that I blocked, followed by a right hand that 
glanced off my shoulder. 

I danced away and circled Julie as she stayed in the center of the ring. 

I flicked out a jab of my own that Julie deflected. 

“I see you’ve still got a little fight left in you” I teased. 

“More than enough for you” She replied tersely. 

“We’ll see about that” I laughed. And then I leaped forward again with a 
left hook at Julie’s jaw. Julie ducked the punch and fired a straight 
right at my exposed belly. 

OOMPH! The punch connected solidly and knocked a little of the wind out 
of me. I hadn’t expected her to have that much power left. I quickly 
backed off and threw a jab to keep her off me. 

I decided to spend the rest of the round picking my shots on the 
outside, trying to keep her off balance. 

I started popping my jab at her, using my superior reach. 

I landed a few good jabs that reddened Julie’s nose, but she blocked or 
slipped most of them. 

Every time I jabbed Julie tried to counter underneath as I brought the 
jab back. 

It was a game of cat and mouse. I knew that based on the first round, 
all I had to do was last the next four and keep things even and I would 
be the winner. 

But there was also a part of me that wanted the feeling I got when I 
knocked out Barb. 

I decided to change things up a bit. First I faked with the left, and as 
Julie ducked to move in underneath I ripped a right uppercut to where I 
thought she might be. 

I felt that wonderful sensation as the shock wave went all the way up my 
arm into my shoulder as my glove slammed into Julie’s face. 

Julie went wobbly again and her hands dropped a little bit. 

I fired a left hook that crashed into her jaw and spun her to the 
canvas. 

I raised my hands in the air and stood over Julie. I looked down at her 
admiring her ass and watching her legs moving as she struggled to get 
up. 

“C’mon, C’mon” I heard Barb say. “You gotta get to a neutral corner”. 

Barb pushed at me, but I just stood there, feeling my dick straining 
against my pants. 

“You know I can’t count her out until you go to the corner” I heard Barb 
say. 

I turned and looked at Barb and replied. “I think that there’s plenty of 
time for that”. 

With that I finally turned and went to a Neutral corner. 

Barb Tolled out the count. 

1……….2………3……….. 

Julie crawled over to the ropes and began to haul herself up. 

4………5……….. 

DING! The bell rang ending the  round. But it couldn’t save Julie unless 
she got up before ten. 

6………7……….. 

Julie pulled hard and she managed to get back to her feet before the 
count reached ten. 

She stood there, hands at her sides, swaying a little bit. Her tits were 
reddened from the punches they had taken, and she was getting a mouse 
under her eye as well. 

And she never looked sexier to me. 

I moved back to my corner as Barb Helped Julie back to hers. 

I could see that Barb was talking to Julie and every now and then they 
each nodded and then glanced my way. 

I figured Barb was telling Julie that If I caught her again she was 
going to stop the fight. I planned to do just that in round number 3. 

I danced on my toes in my corner as I waited impatiently for the bell to 
ring for Round 3. 

DING! 

And out I came. 

“I think it’s about time for lights out Julie” I teased. 

“Fuck you” she snarled back. 

I pawed at Julie with a jab to see what she had left. The punch knocked 
her own left glove back into her face. 

I was going to savor this, just like Julie had savored her KO of me in 
our very first fight. 

I jabbed again and the punch sort of glanced off Julie’s temple, 
knocking her a little off balance. 

This was so empowering. I felt my penis fully erect. I also wanted to 
show off for Barb to see if she would get off on a knockout like I did. 

I danced to my left flicking out jabs. Julie did her best to block the 
punches, but didn’t offer much in the way of return fire. 

I kept this up for almost two minutes. Jabbing at Julie and dancing away 
from any counters. 

The excitement was making me almost giddy. 

I decided to get a little more serious and settled down on my punches a 
little more. 

I set myself and fired a very hard jab that slipped in between Julie’s 
guard. She managed to get her head out of the way, but the right hook to 
the body that followed buried into her left breast. 

Julie gasped in pain again and quickly covered up. I moved in closer and 
forced her back to the ropes. 

I focused on her body and ripped a left hook under her right elbow that 
connected solidly. 

I brought that same left up a little bit and hooked again at her gloves 
to knock them out of the way. 

I launched a right uppercut that grazed Julie’s breast, dragging it 
upwards before my fist slammed into her jaw, snapping her head back 
again. 

Julie fell to her knees and her head lolled forward. I stepped in close 
and put my glove behind Julie’s head, pulling her face against my 
crotch. My knees went weak as I felt her sweaty face rubbing my rod. 

“Hey Buddy! Enough of that!” Said Barb angrily. She grabbed my shoulder 
and tried to spin me away from Julie. 

I faced her and smiled. “What’s the matter? Feeling left out?” 

I reached over and kissed Barb hard, pulling her against me. I grabbed 
her ass with one hand and ground my cock against her crotch. 

At first Barb resisted, but them I found her hands moving down my body 
to my shorts. 

My legs quivered with excitement as I felt her slip her hand into my 
pants and wrap her fingers around my cock. 

I pulled Barb close against me and felt her breasts against my chest. 

Barb pulled her hand out of my shorts and reached around to grab my ass. 

I was fully aroused now and I felt like nothing could stop me. 

Barb Leaned back  and took a small step backwards, then smiled coyly at 
me. 

“I’m impressed.” She said. “But I’ve got a little surprise for you” 

She glanced to her left. As I turned to look I saw to my horror that 
Julie was back on her feet. 

Her right hand smashed into my face, snapping my head back so that all I 
could see were the rafters of the barn. 

I felt a punch slam into the left side of my ribs. 

As I slumped to my side and dropped my elbows in for protection Julie 
whistled a Left Hook to my cheek. 

The punch caught me flush and spun me to my knees. 

I was seeing stars, but in the back of my brain I heard the bell ring 
for the end of the round. 

I shook my head to clear the cobwebs, expecting Julie to be on top of me 
any second. 

Instead, I saw Barb looking down on me, giggling, and 
counting……..7……..8…….. 

I managed to get up at 9 and staggered over to the ropes. 

I leaned aback and covered up, expecting an onslaught. 

In stead I heard Barb’s fuzzy voice from somewhere saying “Round’s over. 
Look like you’ve got some catching up to do stud”. 

I stumbled back to my corner, not knowing what to expect. 

I looked across the ring and saw Barb talking to Julie. Julie was 
looking very flushed. Her tits were bathed in sweat, the nipples stood 
out almost a half inch as her chest heaved up and down. 

I was still kind of loopy and was trying to figure out what had 
happened. 

I guess that I lost track of the time while I was kissing Barb and Julie 
took advantage to get back in the fight. 

I took deep breaths and shook my head some more to clear my thoughts. 

Again in the background I heard a DING! And I saw Julie move forward 
into the ring. 

Instead of moving forward to meet her I decided to try and stay away. 

I circled to my right as Julie stalked me. She pushed out her left jab 
as a sort of range finder, but I managed to stay far enough away to keep 
her off me. 

As I circled, my legs stopped feeling so rubbery, and my head was 
starting to clear a little. This went on for about a minute or so as I 
basically ran away from Julie. 

I found myself in the corner suddenly and before I could spin away Julie 
lunged forward with a left hook. 

I got my hands up to block the punch, but Julie barreled into me, 
knocking me against the padded ringpost. 

I crouched down and held my elbows in tight, trying to use my arms to 
cover up. 

Julie ripped punches at my ribs and hooks at my head. 

I managed to block quite a few of her punches, but the force of the 
blows kept me off balance so I couldn’t really counter at all. 

As I bobbed my head down to avoid a left hook Julie ripped a right 
uppercut that caught me flush on the nose. The punch stunned me. 

Julie fired another left hook that knocked my own gloves back into my 
face. 

I knew that this was serious so I reached out and pulled Julie towards 
me to hang on. I would use her body to protect mine, and make Barb break 
us up. I figured that might buy me some time. 

I felt Julie’s Breasts smashed against my chest. As we jostled for 
position her hot, wet thigh rubbed the inside of my thigh. 

I realized I must be getting some strength back because I realized my 
dick was getting hard again. 

I kept holding on, enjoying the feeling of Julie’s muscles, struggling 
against my arms and body. 

Finally Barb managed to pry us apart. 

I spun away from the corner and danced away from Julie. 

“Looks Like the tables are turned now asshole” Julie sneered. 

“Not quite” was all I could think to reply. 

Julie glanced down at my crotch and replied “Well, well, well. Looks 
like there may still be a little fight left in you after all”. With that 
she laughed and shimmied her chest at me. 

I watched mesmerized as her bare tits wiggled back and forth. It was 
like watching in slow motion. I saw the flesh jiggle, but at the same 
time I could see her pectoral muscles rippling underneath. 

As I stared at her tits Julie Launched a left hook that glanced off my 
chin. 

The punch got my attention and I covered up again. 

As Julie moved in towards me she fired an overhand right. Her punch 
smashed my own glove into my face and I didn’t see the left hook that 
ripped into my ribs. 

Once again, my legs went rubbery, and I stumbled away from Julie. 

I ended up in my own corner but Julie Followed me quickly. 

With a look of confidence on her face she launched a stiff left jab. I 
parried downward with my own left hand, knocking the punch out of the 
way. 

But that left my face exposed for the right cross Julie delivered just 
as the bell sounded. 

DING! 

I couldn’t tell if that was the punch slamming into my face, or the bell 
ringing. 

For some reason I didn’t go down. And I stood there waiting for Julie to 
finish me off. 

Instead Julie backed off a step then spun away and went back to her 
corner. 

I watched her tight ass as she walked away from me. Her shorts were 
creeping up on her leaving little crescents that smiled at me as she 
clenched her muscles. 

I was out on my feet, but vaguely aware of the throbbing of my cock. I 
looked down at my crotch and I saw the tip of my dick straining against 
the elastic band of my pants. 

I looked back across at Julie. Barb had joined her and they were 
laughing now. 

If I was going to win this fight I was going to have to do something 
drastic. This was the last round. And after the shellacking I had taken 
the last two rounds there was no way I could win, unless by knock out. 
And I also had to take care to keep from getting my ass knocked out as 
well. 

I figured I had to play possum at the bell and then try to surprise her. 

DING! 

The bell rang for round five. And I shuffled out to the center of the 
ring. I wavered and swayed to try and draw Julie close. 

She fired a jab that I blocked awkwardly. 

AS Julie moved in close with a smile to finish me off I ripped a left 
uppercut under her right arm that smacked right into the center of her 
right tit. Once again I felt that little shock in my shoulder as my 
punched slammed home solidly. 

Julie gasped and spun away, covering her breast. 

“Guess I’m not as far gone as you thought” I breathed heavily. 

“You’re gonna pay for that.” Replied Julie. 

And With that she straightened up and moved purposefully forward. 

Julie stuck out a heavy jab that I blocked. The right hand that followed 
I managed to block too, but the punch knocked my gloves out of the way 
and a left uppercut caught me right in the belly, knocking the wind out 
of me. 

I stumbled backwards quickly, trying to catch my breath. 

Julie followed me and launched a right hand that caught me flush on the 
jaw before I could get my hands up. 

I was back in lala land and I spun to the corner. 

Julie followed, a look of excitement in her eyes. 

As I covered in the corner, she did her tit shimmy again, swinging those 
incredible breasts back and forth. 

Julie sort of pawed at me with her punches, but I was too weak to do 
anything. It was a really weird feeling, too weak to defend myself, yet 
strong enough to stand up. And I could feel that my dick was still as 
hard as a rock. 

Julie peppered me with pitty-pat lefts and rights. I felt the leather 
slapping my face and body, but still I didn’t go down. 

>From somewhere I heard Barb begging Julie to be merciful. 

I heard Julie only laugh in reply. 

“I’m gonna have some fun now honey. Watch this.” 

AS I swayed in the corner Julie moved in close. She leaned heavily 
against me and rubbed her nipples across my chest. 

“You like that honey? I sure do.” She breathed heavily at me. 

I felt her grind her crotch against my cock and my whole body began to 
tremble. 

Julie put her left hand on my shoulder and then slammed a right hand 
into by stomach. 

The punch bent me over, but Julie wouldn’t let me go down. 

Instead She held me bent over slightly, then moved in and put my face 
between her tits. She then shimmied her chest at me, using her breasts 
to slap me. 

I could see her nipples swelling with excitement. But I loved the 
feeling of what was happening. 

I managed to get one of my arms around her and I stroked her firm ass. 

“Hmmmm……. Still got a little too much energy for my taste right now” I 
heard her say. And then I felt her push me upright some more. 

Wham! Her right hand smashed into my face again and I saw stars. 

She then let go of my shoulder with her left hand and used it to club my 
face. 

I was helpless now. 

Julie decided that it was time to end it and she unleashed a flurry of 
blows. 

A right and a left snapped my head back and forth. 

And as I started to slump forward Julie lifted an uppercut that slammed 
into my chin, snapping my head back as I collapsed to the floor. 

I fell heavily against Julie, and she let me slide down her body. I was 
vaguely aware of her quivering as I fell to the mat. 

As I lay on the canvas Julie stepped over me. 

I heard her say from somewhere that it was time to collect the 
tournament prize. 

Before I knew what was happening Julie was grinding her pussy into my 
face. I tried to push her off, but I was too weak. 

Julie rocked her cunt against me. I could feel myself cum in my pants. 

I tried to say something but it just came out muffled. 

All I could hear was the sound of Julie moaning softly and the smell of 
her hot, wet pussy was overwhelming. 

As she rocked faster and faster it became harder and harder for me to 
breather. 

AS I passed out I remember feeling one last rush of hot wetness on my 
face, and the feeling of Julie’s thighs trembling. 

When I came to the barn was empty. Julie and Barb were gone. 

Julie never answered my phone calls again, and I never did figure out 
why. But I always remembered the most exciting relationship I ever had 
in my life.