Sparring Partner II
By CoEd Boxer
A woman seeks revenge on the man who knocked her out.


I was working out late at the gym one night. Everyone else had gone 
home, but I needed to burn off a little energy from a frustrating day. 

I was working on the speed bag when I heard a familiar voice from behind 
me. 

“Well, well, well. If it isn’t the big bad Bubba himself.” 

I turned around to find myself gazing at a very attractive woman that 
looked very familiar. 

“Did you think I wouldn’t make good on my threat Bubba?” she asked. Then 
it hit me. This was the woman I had sparred with and knocked out a 
couple of months before. 

The fight had been pretty even at first, but I had worn her down with my 
power in the third round. The knockout had been one of the most sexually 
exciting moments in recent memory. I found her presence in my gym both 
exciting and worrisome. 

“Sorry about the last time” I offered. “But I didn’t know what else to 
do.” 

“No need to apologize. You won fair and square. But Now I’m back to show 
You what it feels like to be knocked silly.” 

I smiled at this. She had hit me with a few good shots the last fight – 
even knocked me down. But that was only because I was taking it easy on 
her. There was no way she could beat me. 

“I really don’t think it’s a good idea for us to fight again. I don’t 
want to hurt you” 

“Hah!” she snorted. “I’ve been training a little harder and I think it’s 
YOU that better be worried about getting hurt.” 

With that she shrugged off her coat to reveal her nicely toned body. She 
had been very attractive before, but now she was magnificent. She was a 
little bit bigger than me – 6’-0” or so and about 150-155 lbs. She had 
firm, round tits that strained against her red bikini top. Her abs were 
ripped and her legs were tight. She was wearing white spandex shorts 
that would have shown any imperfections in her body. There were none. 

My cock got hard as I remembered her body sliding down the front of me 
at the end of my last fight. She glanced at the bulge in my shorts and 
sneered. “Looks like you’ve made up your mind already” 

And I had to admit – she was right. The thought of getting into the ring 
with her again was overwhelmingly erotic. And after the last fight I 
knew I really didn’t have anything to worry about. 

She picked up some hand wraps and began wrapping her fists. She 
deliberately turned around and cocked her nice round ass at me. “I’ll 
meet you in the ring – if you’re up to it cowboy”. And with that she 
ducked under the ring ropes and walked over to a corner and slipped on 
some gloves. 

I felt kinda foolish just standing there, so I decided to follow her 
into the ring. As soon as I ducked under the ropes she tossed a pair of 
gloves to me. I slipped them on and faced her across the ring. 

“Same as last time – eh?” she asked. “You set up that automatic timer 
and hope you can last a couple of rounds with me”. 

With that she turned away and started to shadow box. I watched her for a 
few moments and admired how her body moved. Her back rippled with power 
as she snapped off her punches and her butt was a tightly muscled ball 
of energy. She seemed to be as quick as a cat, but I remembered how it 
went the last time. 

“Whenever you’re ready…..” I responded. 

“Let’s get it on Big Boy” she replied. 

And with that I hit the auto-timer. 

DING! Start of round one. 

I moved out to meet her in the center of the ring. This time she moved 
out more cautiously. I could tell she was excited too as her nipples 
were sticking way out. In the last fight I had used those nipples as 
targets. Looked like she was going to be very obliging again this time. 

I smiled and flicked out a jab to her face. 

WHAM! I didn’t really expect it, but her right hand exploded against my 
left cheek. My head whipped around and I stumbled to one side. 

“I told you I’ve been training” she leered. 

I thought to myself, things could be different this time. 

I circled to my right and looked for an opening. I flicked out a few 
more jabs, taking care to recover quickly and keep my guard up. She 
parried the punches and danced around the ring, almost as if she wee 
stalking me. 

To change things up a bit I reversed direction and hooked at her ribs 
with my left. The punch glanced off her elbow and hit her on the ribs. I 
whipped the hook up to her cheek and finally got in a clean punch that 
whipped her head around and sent a shower of sweat flying from her short 
brown hair. 

She just smiled at me and circled to her left. She flicked out a jab 
that pushed my gloves back into my face and followed it with another 
straight right hand that split my gloves and snapped my head back. This 
was definitely not going the way I had hoped. 

I danced away and circled to my right, hoping to take the sting out of 
any more right hands that she threw my way. I jabbed again to keep her 
off me and had some limited success. Most of the blows were blocked or 
landed off target and did little damage. 

Suddenly she lunged in again. Low this time to work my ribs. I tried to 
tuck my elbows in to protect my ribs, but her punches were solid and I 
felt them. Lefts and rights thudded against my ribs. I tried to counter 
with short, clubbing punches to her face. Finally a left hook of mine 
got through and it gave me enough space to spin off the ropes and get 
some room to work again. 

I looked at her impressive body as she stalked me – and there was really 
no other word for it- around the ring. I spent the rest of the round 
jabbing to keep her at bay until the bell rang. 

DING! End of the round. And boy did I need the rest. My ribs were 
throbbing where she had pounded them and I could feel a mouse raising 
under my left eye. 

By contrast, she seemed unfazed by all of this. She stood in her corner, 
glistening with sweat. Her chest was raising and lowering in a normal 
breathing pattern. I on the other hand was a bit winded. 

I had to figure something out fast or this was going to be embarrassing. 
Not to mention that my dick was fully erect from the excitement of the 
fight. Fighting this woman was definitely a turn on – even if she did 
get the best of it in the first round. 

DING! The bell for round two rang and I still didn’t have a good battle 
plan. 

TO change things up I rushed right at her and fired a looping right hand 
at her face. She ducked, but it still caught her a glancing blow and 
knocked her off balance. 

I tried to take advantage by pouring in and working her body. Like the 
last fight I tried to focus on her nipples as targets and I fired a 
left-right-left-right at her chest. She blocked most of the punches, but 
the second left got through and I delighted in seeing it slam home 
against her right breast, making it dance inside the bikini top. 

But she was not going to go down so easily this time and she started a 
counter attack. She ripped a right uppercut to my chest that got my 
attention and followed it with a crisp left hook the caught me on the 
cheek. I was a little stunned and I grabbed on to her and pulled her 
close to get a few moments to clear my head. 

I could feel her muscles against my arms and I recall the excitement 
generated by her firm tits squishing against my chest. My cock strained 
against my shorts as I shook my head to clear the cobwebs. 

She managed to shake me off and then taunted me. “Remember last time 
Bubba? You got off on kicking my ass. Now I’m going to make you get off 
on getting YOUR ass kicked” And to prove her point she shot out a left 
jab that caught me square on the nose, snapping my head back.. 

Here I was, getting hammered by a beautiful lady. But there definitely 
was a part of me that was enjoying it. 

She walked in carefully and threw another left jab that I partially 
blocked, but the right hand that followed it slammed into my stomach, 
knocking the wind out of me. I bend over slightly and backed up against 
the ropes. 

She was on me in  flash. She tried to work her hooks to my body again. I 
kept my arms tight and covered up as best I could. From between my 
gloves I could see the muscles in her chest working underneath her tits 
as she ripped punch after punch into my body. Even though I was getting 
creamed I was kinda mesmerized by the sight of her boobs swaying back 
and forth inside her top. 

Again she lifted and uppercut, and it caught me right on the chin. It 
knocked me silly and I slumped against her. I tried to hold on but she 
broke her right hand free and clubbed at me with it. I took a punch 
behind my left ear that made things spin a little bit and I slowly feel 
to my knees on the canvas. My face slid right between her tits as I fell 
and when I sank down I had a direct view of her crotch. 

I could see the sheen of sweat on her legs and I could smell the 
unmistakable scent of arousal from her pussy. I realized that she was 
getting off on this fight too. 

She spun away and showed me her sweet ass again and walked to a corner 
counting 1……2……3……4… 

I managed to pull myself together enough to rise by the count of 8. 

I could see that she was supremely confident and she casually strolled 
back over across the ring. 

She looked at my crotch and saw how hard I was. Then she smiled. 

Like I told you last time buddy. I’M going to tell you when you can get 
off. And you’re gonna like it too.” 

She made her point by whipping a left hook that caught me flush on the 
cheek. 

I stumbled to my left and tried to get my guard back up. 

She followed me and sent me reeling with another left hook to the cheek. 

By this time I was really woozy. All I can remember was those nipples 
pointing right at me as she fired shot after shot at me. 

Suddenly she stopped, smile and walked away. 

I was confused. But when she got to her corner she said “Honey, you got 
less than a minute to get yourself together. Didn’t you hear the bell 
ring?” 

I hadn’t heard it at all, but I staggered back to my corner and 
collapsed on the canvas to get as much rest as I could. 

As I looked across the ring I could tell she was enjoying this. She was 
practically glowing. She had worked up a good sweat and I could see by 
the curly dark spots in the crotch of her white shorts that she wasn’t 
wearing anything underneath them. 

I glanced down at my own crotch where my own excitement was visible. I 
couldn’t really understand why, but this fight was getting me off. 

DING! The bell rang again and I dragged myself off the canvas and out to 
the center of the ring. By this time I had figured I was going to lose, 
but I was damned if I was going to go down without a fight. 

One more time I focused on her breasts. I was determined to try and beat 
those pointy little nipples back into her breasts. 

So once more I bulled forward. I crashed into her and knocked her back 
into the ropes and began to fire punches at her. 

It was an all out slugfest. I flailed away at her body, watching as my 
gloved fists occasionally buried themselves into her tits. I watched as 
her breasts jiggled with the impact of my body punches and how the 
muscles strained across her chest as she ripped her punches into me in 
return. 

I managed to land a solid right uppercut that literally knocked her tit 
out of the bikini. Her perky red nipple looked perfect to me. 

I tried to continue to work on her body, but I could feel her wearing me 
down with her punches. Her body shots were thudding home and it felt 
like my ribs were on fire. 

Another one of her uppercuts caught my in the solar plexus and again the 
wind rushed out of me and my knees went weak. 

Surprisingly, she picked this moment to back off. 

I looked across at her, gasping for breath. I saw her body shining with 
her sweat and her face smiling at her handiwork. 

“Not long now Bubba” She said. “I think I want you to get off now.” 

And with that she pushed her other breast out of the bikini top. Her two 
marvelous breasts sat there , warm, firm and sweaty. 

My cock was so hard now that it hurt. 

And Then she deliberately wiggled her chest and I watched her laugh as I 
saw here tits dance. 

Wham! Her right hand crashed into my face, knocking my head back and 
making me stumble back to the corner. 

She followed confidently and she started talking to me with every punch. 

“Ready to beat me up now?” WHAP! A left hook that made me see stars. 

“I wonder if you like this more than our last fight”  BAM! A right 
uppercut  hit me on the chin and rocked me back into the corner. 

“like how these titties look?”  A left hook thudded into my ribs and I 
bent over a little. 

As an insult she swung her breast so that it slapped me in the face. 

I could feel the energy flowing out of me, but also the tell-tale signs 
of a coming orgasm. 

“I think it’s about time for you to stain those shorts of yours”  BOOM! A 
right had sent my head flying back. 

“ I think that I’ll just beat on you until I see you cum” And with that 
she started to hammer my body. 

Many of the punches were uppercuts which kept me from slumping to the 
floor. 

I weakly tried to fire back, but I only lightly brushed against her left 
breast. 

I then tried to hang on to her shoulders. My whole body leaned against 
her. I could feel her breasts pressing against my chest, and my cock 
rubbed on her thigh.. It was an odd combination of pleasure and pain 
that I felt and she let me stay there for a moment. 

“That’s enough Bubba” She said. “Time to finish things.” 

And with that she pushed me off her. 

I kinda swayed in the corner and she flashed out a left jab to knock 
down any remaining defense I could offer and then followed it with a 
thunderous right hand. 

My head snapped back and I lurched forward trying to grab onto her to 
stay upright. 

She just stood there and let me slide down her body again, my face 
rubbing in her cleavage and resting for a moment against her sweet 
pussy. I could feel myself come just before I flopped face first onto 
the floor. 

She didn’t even bother to count this time. 

I sort of flopped around on the ring canvas and watched as she peeled 
off her gloves. 

“I told you I’d be back. And I told you that this time things would be 
different” 

And with that she turned away to show me that tight ass of hers one more 
time. She gathered up her things, slipped her coat back on and left. 

Although I hoped to someday have a final deciding match with her, I 
never did see her again. But I do remember that my fights with her were 
some of the most intense sexual experiences I ever had in my life. 
Particularly that last fight when she literally beat me into an orgasm.