The Training by Abbyfan, as described by Abby

A week after our night at the UFC a newspaper ad caught my eye: Boxing Aerobics...a class for women was forming at a local fitness club. The ad promised "fun, fitness and self-confidence..." I called Meryl and both of us decided to join. It turned out to be more fun than I expected, and more importantly, the instructor really knew her stuff. We were taught real boxing technique! How to throw a punch, not just with your arm...but with your whole body...she taught us how to move properly, how to defend, how to use our elbows to block blows (keep them "inside",pressed to our sides). And we got quite a workout! Although Meryl was already well versed in this, she enjoyed the classes as much as I did.

As we were dressing one night, after our workout and shower, I noticed Meryl .staring at my panty-clad body. "You know Abby, you really are a beautiful woman". She moved next to me and put her hand on my tummy and pressed it in gently. "But you really have to do something about your marshmallow belly" I blushed. "My last boyfriend liked it!" I replied "He used to say it was the lovliest pillow his face had ever touched ." " Speaking of boyfriends, anything happening with you and Rick?" "Don't think so Meryl, just as a friend maybe...he's a nice guy and all...but I don't feel any romance on the horizon...what about you and Martin?" "He's ok...he's funny, and he's not a bad lay, and he treats me nice...but our relationship has gone just about as far as it can." said Meryl. " By the way, she continued, he called the other day, he and Rick want to go back to the Underground Fight Club...busy Friday?" "That WAS fun...sure let's go if you want" I answered, as I felt a little tingle between my thighs.

We arrived during the first of 3 fights between some of the toughest, meanest looking guys I had ever seen. The violence was staggering, Although I was able to watch some of the action, I was still very uncomfortable. The fourth fight was between two 30-something women, topless, in boxing trunks, and regulation boxing gloves. There was even a referee in the ring. Neither woman could be described as pretty. Maria was about 5'3", stocky and well muscled, with short curly black hair. Her nose had obviously been broken at least once. Jill was a little taller and not quite as wide, with longer, straight brown hair. Jill's breasts were flat and wide, like saucers, with tiny upturned nipples. Maria's were much larger, sagged a little, and pointed to her sides, leaving a large gap between them in the center of her chest. The top of their trunks hid both of their navels.

They put on quite a show! Jill used her longer reach to her advantage, keeping away from the shorter-armed Maria, leading with left jabs to her opponent's face. Maria constantly moved forward, ducking and moving out of the way of most of Jill's jabs, throwing short punches of her own towards the taller girl's body. Neither did much damage in the first round, but in round 2, Maria fired out with a wild right hook, Jill threw her head back avoiding the blow, ducked under, and drove a solid right into the underside of Maria's right breast. Maria grunted loudly as her tit bounced around her chest. Marty and Rick jumped up cheering. Jill kept to her advantage, landing a number of punches to Maria's head as her stocky foe crouched defensively. Maria responded finally with a straight right that thudded into Jill's solar plexus. Jill went "oof" and bent slightly forward. 2 shots to Jills undefended face now had the taller girl in trouble. Jill was able to block Maria's next punch a sent two blows of her own into Maria's stomach, and as Maria doubled over, she cluubed her on the side of the head, knocking Maria to the mat. Maria was up by the count of 6, and they really went at it for the remainder of the round, fists cracking jaws, crushing breasts and digging into stomachs.

Maria knocked Jill down early in round 3. She landed a powerful blow to the nipple of Jill's tit, crushing the sensative flesh against the ribs beneath, then she caught her above te left eye with a jab, a shot to the cheek, and buried an uppercut into her trunks, just above her groin. Jill let out a horrible groan and crumpled. Low blow! the referee shouted "No knockdown!" He warned Maria of a possible DQ. The women continued to the delight of the crowd, for another 2 rounds. I marveled at their stamina and their ability to absorb pain and punishment. Blood tricked from Maria's nose and mouth, Blood was apparent over one of Jill's eyes, and seeped out of both of her nipples!. They were both knocked down twice in the fifth round, Jill from a wicked punch to the jaw, and then from a combination to the body that left her breathless. But she was able to get up and floored Maria with a number of tit punches, drawing blood from her nipples and causing her breasts to flop all over her chest as she groaned and shrieked. Finally Jill landed a vicious punch to to center of Maria's chest, right between her out-turned, bleeding breasts, directly over her heart. Maria clutched her chest and fell. The match was over.

The 4 of us couldn't stop talking about the skill and courage both women showed! We were impressed! As the crowd settled down, after cheering loud and long for both boxers, the last two fighters entered the ring, accompanied by shouts and whistles from the audience. The cheering stopped as both were handed football helmets! The club manager came to the center of the ring and explained.."Ladies and gentlemen, both Dawn (a cute 20-something blond in a fetching pink string bikini bottom) and Beth (also 20-something, not as pretty, but with a much better body, in a blue string bikini bottom) wish to save their faces from serious damage. This will be a body-punching contest we're sure you will enjoy. Punching allowed from the top of the bikini, to the top of the shoulders ONLY. No blows to the head, face, or throat, and no cuntbusting!" "The girl's are wearing ordinary leather gloves, with the fingers exposed between the top and middle knuckle"

Dawn's helmet hid a very attractive face, but her body was just ok. Her round, average-sized breasts drooped a little, her hips were a little too wide for the rest of her, and her ass and thighs showed a hint of cellulite. She also had a slight beer belly that protruded and hung over her tiny bikini bottom a few inches. Beth's body was a delight. ( Ricky and Marty couldn't stop talsking about her!, and didn't for hours after.) Luscious, full breasts stood high on her chest without a hint of sag. Her hips, thighs and rear end were muscled and sleek and in perfect proportion. Her smooth belly was very slightly curved outwards, with a deep round sexy bellybutton right in the center.

Beth charged Dawn as the bell sounded, driving the shorter blond against the ropes, she turned to the side as Dawn threw the first punch, catching it harmlessly on her arm. She then drove her fist deep into the blond's belly, right at her navel. Dawn "oofed" and doubled over. Dawn tried to stay in a defensive crouch, but Beth grabbed her shoulders and pusned her back against the ropes. The crowd roared its approval as Beth sank two more punches into Dawn's soft belly, kept her left arm under the blond's chin so she couldn't double over, and began to batter her breasts with at least a half a dozen jabs. "Ugh, Ugh, ooof...ugh. aiiyee".came out of the blond . Beth straightened her up again, still against the ropes, and buried another fist wrist-deep, into the softness of Dawn's round belly, this time mid-way between her navel and her bikini. The blond let out a hideous moan, folded up clutching her gut, and fell. The guys were extatic, and Meryl was cheering just as loudly (I recalled her reactions from the last visit to the club.) Beth took her helmet off and played to the crowd as Dawn writhed and groaned on the mat. She strutted around the ring, arms raised, encouraging the audience. She threw her helmet out of the ring. "She'll NEVER hit me! The soft-bellied bitch has NO CHANCE! I'm going to take off her helmet, but not because I'm gonna punch her face, nope, I just want you to SEE in her face what damage my fists can do!" She continued to strut around the ring, at one point caressing her breasts, then running her hands seductively over her beautful belly, bringing them down to her bikini bottom, bending slightly backwards, spreading her legs and cupping her mons. The audience went NUTS! Nobody was in a seat! But all of this allowed Dawn to recover. By the time Beth's " show" was over, she had managed to get to her feet, her breath restored in great gulps. Beth grabbed her arms and unsnapped and removed her helmet, almost riping off part of her ear in the process. As Beth took off Dawn's helmet, with her arms straight up in the air, her lovely body was totally exposed just for a moment. Dawn took advantage, crashing a fist into Beth's left breast. Beth tossed Dawn's helmet out of the ring and clutched her breast, and Dawn threw another punch, catching Beth low in the belly. Now it was Beth's turn to "ooof" and double over. Dawn connected next with uppercuts to each of her foe's breasts, and Beth sank to her knees holding het tits. Dawn got down on her knees directly in front of Beth, she grabbed her dark hair with her left hand and bent her backwards. In this position, the brunette's belly was totally exposed and vulnerable. Dawn pounded her gut with at least 10 blows, Each fist seemed to sink deeper into Beth's belly than the one before. Dawn let her collapse to the mat, gagging and groaning, with tears streaming down her face. Now Dawn played to the crowd. As she walked slowly around the ring with her arms raised..."NOW who's a soft-bellied bitch!" she shouted. The out-of-their-minds crowd roared, none louder than my 3 friends, especially Meryl. "Damn! They're good!" " she shreiked "Un-fucking-real!!". The bell sounded. Dawn walked to her corner, Beth crawled to hers.

After the break, both girl"s put everything they had into the battle. Dawn concntrated her punches at Beth's delicious, large breasts, sinking one punch deep into her breast flesh right at the nipple, bringing forth drops of blood! Beth , on the other hand, seemed determined to gut her blond opponent, driving fist after fist into the young woman's pot belly. Both were in tears, both were tiring, gasping for air with desperate breaths, neither had an advantage. Dawn then managed to trap Beth in a corner, sending repeated punches to the undersides of her bruised breasts. As Beth let out agonized groans and cupped her damaged tits, Dawn buried her right fist deep into the soft, gentle swell of the brunette's belly, just below her sexy navel. "Auuuuuuggghhhh" cried Beth, as she doubled over and fell. Dawn grabbed Beth's shoulders and puled her up to her knees and stood directly in front of the suffering brunette. But before she could pull Beth up to her feet, Beth saw, inches in front of her face, the soft mound of Dawn's pot belly. She drove her fist up from the floor and buried it! It disappeared into the blond's belly, just above her bikini! An unreal croaking sound came out of Dawn's mouth. With a tortured look on her face she sank to her knees with a thud, both hand cradling her wounded belly, then she fell face forward onto the mat. Beth slowly rose to her feet, picked Dawn up by her hair, and sent 3 more vicious blows into the now defenseless blond. The first two smashed into each of Dawn's breasts, the third, and final punch of the fight drove wrist deep into Dawn's soft rounded belly! Gutted, the young woman collapsed, clutching her violated belly. She wasn't able to get up on her own.

Hours later we were at a bar, still talking about what we witnessed. We were almost as exhausted as the fighters. Oh, (and while I kept THIS a secret from my three friends, especially Meryl), the pleasant tingling sensation between my thighs, which began as the two female boxers squared off, was still there, giving me more to think about than I realized.