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The date with Caroline was not going well. I sat at the bar and waited for her to come back. At that moment I figured when she returned, we’d get the drinks bill and I’d pay it before we awkwardly parted.
I was really bummed. She was gorgeous. Her short blond hair, deep blue eyes, and toned body were all very sexy. Everything had gone well on the app, the week of text messages and phone calls in advance. The whole night she seemed on edge or angry. I honestly did not know what to do.
In my boredom I turned to see the tv. It was ESPN Classic. The fight between Marvin Hagler and Thomas Hearns from 1985 was just about to start. I had heard about this fight as a kid. When I had my first bully my dad taught me how to box and this was the video he showed me.
“Ooohh, that’s a classic,” Caroline said as she came back and lend over my shoulder to watch.
“You know about boxing?”
“Yeah. Youuu follow boxing?” she asked looking down with a stunned look.
I could feel the surprise in her voice. She pulled up a bar stool and we started watching the fight. Caroline was moving her shoulder with the fighters. She clearly knew this fight and how to box.
“Damn, I loved Hagler. He just went out and fought. No dancing,” she said after the first round.
“By the way. You seemed surprised I know boxing,” I responded as I looked down and stared at her smooth, toned legs.
She turned, looked me up and down and said, “yeah. You don’t seem the type.”
“What type is that?”
“Like the kind of man who has ever been in a fight,” she said in a dismissive tone.
“Oh, I had my share of fights growing up and I won them all.”
“Really?” she asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Yeah,” I said, noticing my blood was flowing my spine was stiffening. “You don’t believe me?”
“Ok. When was the last time you were in a fight?” she asked, and then turned to watch round two. Caroline was really into it so I let her watch and leaned back to look at her cute little butt.
With her eyes still on the tv, she asked, “so when was it?”
“College.”
“So that was a while ago.”
“Yeah,” I said visibly annoyed. Where was this going, I thought.
“Ever boxed?”
“Well, my dad taught me how to box. That’s how I won the fights.”
“Think you remember any of it?’
“What? Boxing, I might be rusty but sure I am sure it would come back to me.”
“Want to box?’
“What?”
She turned to me, as the round ended, and said, “You heard me. Do you want to box me?”
“I can’t box you…”
“What? I’m a girl. Ha. I’m challenging you. Are you man enough to take it or are you scared?”
I was stunned. She was sitting up and I could see a fire in her eyes.
“Look, I’m not afraid you. It’s just weird.”
“Why? I know I’ll knock you out.”
“Ahh, no.”
“So you think you can beat me? You can beat me up? Really?” she said sticking her shoulders and chest out to me.
“I wouldn’t say beat up, that’s not what I meant,” I said reluctantly.
“Sure. It doesn’t matter. I’d love to box you,” Caroline said and grabbed a napkin and pen from the bar. She started writing.
“How about this? Next Saturday, you come to this address at 7:00 pm.”
“You’re serious?”
“Yeah, I want to see what you got.”
With that she turned to watch the rest of the fight. She went right back into it.
“Is that going to be us a week from tomorrow?” I asked, trying to tease her a little.
“No.”
“Why”
“You won’t get to the third around.”
“Oh really?”
“Yeah.”
“Ok.”
“If you get to that round you’ll get another date.”
“So what if I only go one round?”
“I’ll let you give me a kiss on the cheek.”
“Which ones?”
“Either. Both are amazing and I’ve seen you staring at my ass all night,” she said with a smile.
“And the second.”
“I’ll give you a kiss you’ll never forget.”
“And if I get to the fourth?’
“I’ll give you the night of your life,” she said with a sexy confidence that instantly turned me on. “You should go home and get your rest. You’re going to need it. Oh, and here’s Hagler winning in the third, just I will.”
Now I was annoyed. I turned and looked up and saw Hagler knocking out Hearns.
Over the next few days, I wondered if I’d really do it. I watched clips of Sugar Ray Leonard and Marvin Hagler to study how they moved in the ring.
I was both angered and turned on. It didn’t help that she would send me texts saying, “are you training? I’m not. I’ll beat you easily” or “don’t chicken out” and “eat pussy, don’t be one.” She sent me a ten second clip of her in tight satin shorts bending over with the words “pucker up bitch.” It made me so hard. I had never felt like this, both wanting someone to fight and fuck. On Monday, I decided to go.
I upped my workouts. I was always a runner, so I kept my usual five miles a day. I began to shadow box and jump rope. All week I kept thinking about sefaköy escort it and getting more and more turned out. I decided not to pleasure myself. I wanted to keep that edge, but I was getting hard all the time.
On Saturday at 5:30 changed into my shorts and t-shirts and I drove to the address. It was a good sized house about an hour out in the country from the city with a long drive away. I got out of my car and saw a black SUV parked in the front. I took a deep breath and stepped out of my Civic.
Caroline came of out the house. She was wearing a black satin robe. I noticed her laced up black boxer boots.
“Glad you made it. Didn’t think you would. Most guys chicken out.”
“Well, I said I would.”
“A man of his word. Now that’s a rarity these days. So, do you think red or black gloves? Here’s a new mouthpiece.”
I approached her and she held open the door. She looked me over.
“Nice. That suit didn’t do you justice. Great legs.”
“Thanks. Nice robe and boots.”
Turned and saw a boxing ring. Damn I thought.
“Do you like?” Caroline asked.
“Damn, I didn’t think you’d have a real ring.”
“Well, here’s the thing. My grandfather was a professional boxing manager and trainer. This was where he’d have fighters train and stay in advance of a big fight. He trained me here so I could protect myself as a kid. Now I run a woman’s fight club here, and I’ve never lost.”
“Ever fight a man?”
“Yeah, and none made it past the third round. Do you like?” Caroline said as she undid her robe. Her tank top highlighted her tight body, perfect figure, and toned arms. Her satin trunks made your smooth thighs standout. I was getting hard.
“Yes. You know I think you’re sexy. When I win, I am going to lick those sexy legs. Can I go change and put my cup on?”
“Ha. Yeah right. The bathroom is over there,” she pointed to the left hallway. “By the way, nice boner.”
I came back a few minutes later. I was shirtless, black shorts and my sneakers.
“Here are your gloves. As you can see there are bottles of water by each corner. You won’t need that many. This will be quick,” Caroline said and tossed me a pair of red boxing gloves. “You’re in better shape than you let on. A flat stomach, nice shoulders, muscular legs, and defined arms, very nice. Maybe get a better fitting suit and sit up straighter.”
“Thanks. You have a lot to say about what I’m doing wrong. If I am such a screw up why did you go out with me?”
“I don’t think you’re a screw up. I just think you don’t know how sexy you can be. You know why I challenged you to box me?”
“Why?”
“Because when we spoke about boxing it was the first fire, I saw from you all night. It turned me on. I really hope you are man enough to make it through the fourth round.”
“I am going all the way,” I said as I put on my red gloves and readied the mouthpiece. “I am going to knock your ass, which is lovely, out.”
“Thanks, but no way,” Caroline said and then moved her gloves on. “Alexi, bell in three minutes. Ding ding.”
I came out of my corner, and we touched gloves. Part of me wanted give her a deep wet kiss. We danced around for a bit. When I backed away. She jaded my face with a right twice and I stammered back. She hit my body with a left, right, left combination and I was on the ropes. She continued to unload. Her hands were like stone. I tried to smother her to stop it. She pushed me off. The fact that a woman was kicking my ass was embarrassing, but I couldn’t deny it turned me on.
“Come on,” she said and flapped her gloves at me.
I moved forward and she hit me with a left right combination in the face. I staggered back and fell down.
“That was too easy. One…. Two… Are you some freak who wants me to stand over you in a victory pose? Four.. Five…” she yelled with her arms flexed in the air.
I got up and put my gloves up. I started to move towards her. She was almost laughing. I was burning with anger. Anger at her. Anger at myself. I threw a weak left that she easily threw her hands up for and in that second of distraction I gave her a right upper cut in the stomach. I felt her go back and I moved in and began pounding her hard stomach, ribs, and breasts with lefts and rights, and then hit her with a right jab in the face. She fell down winded. I quickly backed off.
“One…. Two….” I said.
“But I’m a girl?” she said on her knees and gave me a smile and wink. I was really turned on.
She got up for a five count.
“You want some more?” I asked.
“Oh it’s on.”
The buzzer went off. Round one was over.
“Well, aren’t you a lion in sheep’s clothing,” Caroline said catching her breath.
“What?” I responded after sipping some water. “So, I’m better than you thought?”
“I’m pleasantly surprised. Alexi, three-minute countdown. Ding-ding.”
We both came out of our şehzadeler corners. She threw a right cross that hit me in the face and dazed me for a second. She moved in but I quickly countered her with body shots. She backed away, lifted her arms, took out her mouthpiece, and motioned for me.
“No sucker punches this time. I’m ready, Let’s see what you got,” she said as she put in her mouthpiece and pointed to her stomach.
I reluctantly moved in thinking it was a trap. But when she didn’t move, I started to pound away. She took my shots. Caroline backed into the ropes, but she didn’t go down as I hit her stomach again and again. She was taking it harder than any guy I had ever fought, most of them collapsed after two or three punches. Damn, she must have rock hard abs I thought. I imagined licking the sweat off of them. It made me so horny and I started to slow down my punches. She moved in and tied me up with her arms.
I moved back and as I started to go in again, she caught her breath. Then she laced me with a stinging combination to my face and I was pushed back, I moved in again, this time I was able to duck and miss her shot. Then I landed a shot to her ribs and a left upper cut to her face. Caroline looked dazed. I moved in, this was my chance. I started to pound away again.
Buzz. Buzz
“Good job. You hit almost as hard as some of the women I box. Oh, and by the way, if you are wondering, this is what my stomach looks like,” Caroline said and lifted up her shirt to show a red but perfectly shredded.
“How are your legs?” She asked.
“Fine.”
“Not getting wobbly yet?”
“Nope. Did I mention I run 5 miles a day and have run two marathons?”
“Oh… You are a man of many surprises. Alexi, three minutes. Although, I won’t need it”
With that she came charging out and started swinging. Remembering how Sugar Ray Leonard frustrated his opponents I danced away. She moved to cut off the ring. But I kept trying to swerve out of the way. This game of cat and mouse went on for a minute so.
“Come on!! Let’s go,” she said.
“The clock is ticking,” I said and then peppered a few jabs at her to keep her back.
Finally, she cut me off and began to unload. Her hands hit hard, and I staggered into the ropes. I could feel myself getting dizzy. I wrapped my arms around her trying to tie us up. She pushed me and banged her gloves together before moving back in. My arms had started to burn but with every bit of strength, I had I started swinging back. It pushed her back a bit, but she was relentless, and I kept feeling my arms burning. When she moved in to go for a body shot, I threw a desperation jab that knocked her back. Then she hit with a hard right cross. I staggered forward and tried to grab her but slid off her sexy body. I was down.
“Yes!!” she yelled. “I told you you’d go down in three. You made it longer than all the other men.”
She stood over me for a few seconds. I came to and she backed off and began counting. When she reached seven, I got up. Her standing over and yelling gave me a few seconds to get my wind back and get up.
I banged my gloves together and motioned for her.
“Come on.”
“Oh you’re dead,” she said.
Buzz. Buzz.
The round was over. I staggered back to my corner.
She was pissed.
“So, you didn’t get me in three.”
“Damn it!! You’re going down. You know it. You’re going to lose a woman. Some man you are.”
“I’m also going on another date with the sexiest woman I’ve met, after I get done kissing her sweet ass, and get a kiss I’ll never forget.”
She was getting madder and madder. I loved it. My dick was so hard.
“You have to survive this round to get to the night of your life. You won’t. Alexi three-minute timer. Are you man enough to face me in the middle of the ring? No more dancing around, Hagler/Hearns style.” Caroline said, banged her gloves together, and came out.
I took a deep breath, put in my mouthpiece in and went out to face her. We both began swinging at each other. I landed shots to her breasts, stomach and face but she fired right back lefts to my sides. I winced with pain and faded back. Caroline pressed and hammered me harder than ever. As I slumped to the ropes she pulled back.
“Should I stop the fight?”
I motioned for her to come to me.
‘If you got it let’s go,” I said.
She smiled and moved in as I charged forward. Her right cross to my face stung me and her upper cut landed right after. Everything went black and then blinked in and out.
Then the smelling sauce hit me and jolted up.
“You ok?”
“What?”
Caroline was staring into my eyes. She was worried. God her eyes were lovely, so blue and enticing. She gave me some water to sip and took off my gloves. She lifted me up and held me. I felt so safe in her very firm arms. I wanted to lick the sweat off her biceps.
“Are you alright?”
“Yes. selçuklu escort I’ve never been knocked out.”
“You went further and fought harder than any man. Only one woman lasted longer by one minute.”
“Did you give her the night of her life.”
She blushed.
“A champion doesn’t kiss and tell,” she said a rye smile.
As she held me our sweaty bodies were stuck together. She pulled away. At that second, I felt a real charge between us. She moved in and kissed me. It gave me chills. Within seconds our mouths were open, and her tongue slid into my mouth. I held her tight as she wrapped her right leg around me.
We separated.
“Let’s get you a shower. By the way, you aren’t going home.”
“Really?”
“Yes, after a knockout I want to make sure you are ok before you get behind the wheel. Now follow me.”
I watched her perfect tight, little ass swivel back and forth. We got to a room with an overhead shower. She turned around and said, “Now undress and get in there.”
“Ok, see you in a bit.”
“No, I’m going to watch. I want to make sure you don’t fall down.”
“Fine.”
I peeled my shorts, socks, and cup off and got the water going.
“Damn! You really are a big boy.”
I blushed.
Within seconds I felt the water start to cool me. As I l cooled off Caroline started to undress. Her body was even sexier than I had imagined. She came towards me and soaked herself.
“On your knees.”
“What?” I asked.
“Time to kiss my cheek.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
I dropped down and happily puckered up and kissed her now wet left cheek, I began to lick it like an ice-cream cone. I grabbed her left thigh and started to rub it. She sighed in delight.
“Oh good boy…” she said.
I looked up and smiled. She turned around. I looked at her wet pussy and pulled her close. Caroline drove head in and started to lick her.
“Yes!!”
I then stuck my fingers inside her and began to make a come here motion. Her body tensed in delight. I sucked on her clit and enjoyed her heavy breathing and squeals of pleasure. With the water splashing around Caroline leaned against the wall. I stayed inside her. My body was weak but I gave everything I could do keep pleasuring her.
“Ccccome here,” Caroline moaned.
I stood up and she kissed me. Her tongue was down my throat within seconds as she dug her nails into me. I held her and felt a jolt threw out my body.
“I want you to lather me up and wash me from head to toes. Then I want you to lick my legs. Now get me shampoo and soap from the bag.”
I went over to the bag and took out the soap, shampoo, and noticed a condom in there. I smiled. Within seconds I had worked up a lather. First, I worked the shampoo in her and hair and then I used the soap to clean and massage her body. She sighed in delight. I was so hard I thought my dick would explode. As I moved my hands over her smooth thighs. Caroline began to swerve her hips and cock her head back.
“Yyyeesss..”
“You like,” I asked.
“Rubbing or kissing my legs is such a turn on.”
I squatted down and moved to her calves and feet. She ran her fingers through my hair as water splashed everywhere.
“Stand up. My turn,” Caroline said and as I did she moved her hands across my body. I felt waves of pleasure. I was trying so hard not to come. She stroked my dick. I grabbed her arm.
“Don’t you like?”
“Yes, but I don’t want to waste it. I want to make love to you,” I said.
“You think you can handle me?
“No.”
“What?”
“A woman like you isn’t to be handled. A real man knows to hold on tight, let you lead, and enjoy the ride.”
She blushed and then kissed me very passionately.
“Did you see the condom?”
“Yes.”
“Get it and follow me.”
I watched her shut off the water, leave the room and ran down the hallway. I followed her. She was in the ring.
“Ready to go another ten rounds?’
I eagerly climbed through the ropes. We began to kiss. I squeezed her ass. I was getting so hard. I was weak from the fight and collapsed into her arms. She laid me down the floor and straddled me. Our wet bodies glided over each other. She slid the condom on me and guided me inside her. Her pussy was so tight. It grabbed me dick. When she began going up and down my eyes rolled back in my head.
I squeezed her firm thighs and slid my left hand up to feel her ass.
“Lay back and take it like a man.”
I held out for a few minutes.
“Yeahhh,” Caroline moaned. “Soo fucking good, right there on my G, oooohhh.”
Finally, I released and shot out moan. She arched her back for one final thrust. My dick was wrung out like a sponge. She pulled up and my dick flopped out. She pulled off the condom and set it aside. Then she lied down next to me.
“Thaatt was good,” Caroline said with a smile and shortness of breath. “You really surprised me. You fight and fuck better than I thought.”
“I didn’t finish the fourth round,” I said between my heavy breathing.
“Yeah, I know.”
“Well you said if I did I’d get the night of my life.”
“I know,” she said as she titled my head towards her. “And you still haven’t. You’ll have to come back soon and see if you can go the distance.”
Then she kissed me and gave me a wink.
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