Extreme mixed boxing club

Four young couples Andy and Patricia Jarvis, Robert and Sarah Jones, Terry and Janice Richards Damian and Jodie Cummings all shared a great love for boxing, participating in it not just watching it. So they formed a small private boxing club in the Jarvis's converted garage. They built a small but fully equipped boxing ring in the large double garage and filled the rest of the garage with training and sparing equipment. The couples used the ring boxing together both male v male and female v female, also mixed bouts. The mixed bouts were always the most exciting either one male partner against the other couples female partner or occasionally husband v wife seconded by the other's spouse.
 

The club carried on like this until four of the members the Jarvis's and Jones met a slightly older couple in the pub Derek and Mary Couper and got talking to them. They had struck up conversation as Robert Jones had a black eye from a recent bout. The conversation started when Derek Couper asked Robert Jones where he had got his black eye. Robert told Derek that he had got it boxing at their private boxing club. Derek and Mary seemed very interested in the private boxing club.
 

"Are you all members of the club?" Derek asked. "Yes we are all members its a co-ed club", Robert replied. "So Andy gave you that black eye did he?", Derek asked. "No it was Pat actually she gave me a good hiding the last night in the ring", Robert replied. "You mean you fight each other man v woman?", Mary asked in surprise. "Yes and their the most enjoyable and exciting to do and to watch", Patricia Jarvis replied. "Well that's just amazing", Derek exclaimed. "Want to join, fancy your chances then do you?", Sarah asked. "You bet it sound absolutely great", Derek replied. "What do you think love?, he asked his wife. "I'm with you I'd like to give it a try", she replied.
 

So they came along to the next boxing night and joined in Mary boxed with Andy and did quite well giving him a good run for his money, even though she had never boxed before. Derek fought Pat and they had a good tough battle.
 

Derek did win but not before he took quite a drumming from the more experienced Pat. Derek and Mary enjoyed themselves so much they became regular attendants and members of the boxing club.
 

They got to go so regularly their teenage son and daughter wondered what they were doing, particularly since one or both of the came back sporting marks or cut to their face's. In the end it was the daughter Melissa who confronted them in the end and asked the out right what was happening. When Melissa was toll the truth although a little surprised, she didn't seem shocked or disgusted. If fact it turned out she quite liked the idea just like their son Darren. They always asked Derek and Mary how they had got on and what it had been like, so much so that Mary suggested they go to he next boxing night. To her surprise they both agreed.
 

Melissa and Darren really liked what they saw at the boxing club and found it very exciting so much so that they the climbed into the ring and boxed for a few rounds just to see what it was like. Darren managed to win but he didn't find it easy and although managed to put his sister down she left him with a lovely black eye. After that Melissa and Darren became regular members of the boxing club as well.
 

Andy and Pat were getting things ready in their converted garage for the evenings boxing when Robert and Sarah Jones arrived with Terry and Janice Richards. Andy was 27 6' tall but of quite slim build but no weakling and could land a very good punch. He had short fine brown hair, and quite a smooth body with only slight traces of body hair on his legs and lean torso. Pat was 24 and 6' 1" also a little heavier than Andy. She had lovely big breasts and a beautifully round bum that looked even more stunning in tight fitting high-leg one-piece sport swimsuit.
 

Terry Richards was 29 5'10" 11 stone, fairly lean with small belly. He had had bright red hair and very fair completion. He could box very well being in the school boxing team. His wife Janice was 25 a short at 5'6" and weighing only 9 stone. However she was quite good little boxer always putting up a good effort against bigger stronger opponents male or female.
 

Andy and Pat were already dressed in their boxing gear. Pat wore a white sports leotard, cut very high on the thighs. Andy wore a black singlet with brief yellow nylon running shorts that hugged his waist and displayed his packet through the virtually transparent yellow nylon. He wore a standard white sports jock underneath his brief thin yellow shorts. Andy and Pat were both bare foot no-one in the club bothered with boxing boots to save on the expense.
 

"Hi ready for another great boxing night?", Robert asked. "Yes we are nearly finished setting up", Andy replied.
 

"You bet it should be another great exciting night", he added. "Hi Pat ready to take my man on?", Sarah asked. "Yes just about, but he is good boxer", Pat replied. "Your just trying to be nice to him you know you beat him more times than he has beat you", Sarah quipped. "But he is a good boxer and I like boxing him, and not just because I can beat him", Pat said.
 

"Good because I'm certainly looking forward to mixing it with Andy again", Sarah stated. "Maybe I will be my day and I can win against Andy", she added. "You never no, you never no", Pat said with a smile. "Why don't you get changed while we finish up", Pat suggested. "The Coupers and the Cummings should be her soon and then we can get started", Pat added. "OK see you in a minute then", Sarah replied.

 

Robert and Sarah returned when they had changed into their boxing gear. Sarah wore a black sports leotard and light blue tight fitting female running shoes. Sarah was 23 and 5'9 quite tall she had lean muscular but definitely female figure with not overly large but nice firm breasts and tight small bottom both shown off to perfection by her tight fitting gear.
 

Robert wore a white singlet and quite short tight fitting unlined while footballs shorts. He had a black jock strap underneath that could been clearly seen through the virtually transparent white nylon football shorts. Robert was 26 and 5'8 quite short and stocky. He looked the part of a tough little boxer but lacked the punch to back it up. Robert had fought all three women members of the cub he had managed to beat each one once, but he suffered more that one defeat from them all.
 

"OK I see your both ready", Andy said as he saw Sarah and Robert come back into the garage in their gear. "Yes we are", Robert replied. "Where are the others I want to get started?", Sarah asked. Just then they heard the sound of car doors slamming outside. "Good that will be them now I suspect", Andy said. The garage door opened and the Cummings came in. "Hi not late are we?", Damian Cummings asked. "No not by much", Andy replied. "Just don't take too long to get changed", he added. "Don't worry we won't", Damian replied leading his girlfriend into the changing area.
 

Terry Richards was wearing red Lonsdale vest with red Lonsdale brief cut boxing shorts and a red French nylon slip on underneath. He liked to box under the title of the red Devil. Janice Richards wore a white gym leotard. They all eyed each other's boxing attire while the Cummings went and got changed.
 

Damian Cummings was the youngest man in the club at 24 he had tough body he was only 5'9 and 10 stone but he was tough fighter with pretty good punch. He had short cropped blond hair giving him a tough appearance. He could hold his own against most members male and female. Jodie Cummings was younger than Andy at 23 she was the same height and build as him and was marginally a better boxer. Jodie had short blond hair not cropped more like a crew cut but very short for a woman aping her man's appearance. Though small Jodie was one of the best female boxers in the club able to slug it out with biggest heaviest guys.
 

Damian Cummings wore a tight fitting black half length vest leaving his belly completely exposed. He had light blue very tight fitting cycle shorts on that clung to his body like a second skin revealing the ample bulge between his legs visibly encased in a tiny pair of briefs. Damian had his favourite white boxing gloves thrown over his shoulder.
 

Jodie Cummings wore a powder blue one piece swimsuitt with brief sexy nylon bra and panties on underneath that could be seen through the tight fitting one piece garment. She had yellow boxing gloves hanging round her neck the same make and size as he boy friends.
 

Everyone was admiring the tough sexy looking couple when the door opened and the Coupers came in led by their mother Mary. "Hi hope we are not too late", Mary Couper said when she saw the four of the all ready in their boxing gear. "No your just about on time", Pat replied. "OK we will just get changed and be with you in a couple of minutes", Mary said.
 

The Coupers disappeared though the garage door and appeared a few minutes later dressed in their boxing gear.
 

Derek Couper was 38 5' 9" stocky and thick set. He had solid powerful looking arms. Derek wore a sleeveless tight fitting black T-shirt and black cotton rugby shorts. Mary Couper was 35 and 5' 7" she was slimmer than her husband and nowhere near as strong but she could still pack a mean punch. Mary Couper wore a black sports nylon leotard and black running shorts. Melissa Couper was 5' 8" and quite slim with a little trim waist and nice firm little breasts and cute firm bum. Despite her lean feminine looks Melissa was not a bad boxer. She wore a red sport leotard. Darren Couper was the youngest member of the club at 13 he was 5'7 and slim.
 

He wore white singlet and white tight fitting nylon shorts.
 

"OK now every one is ready lets get started", Andy said. "OK I think the first bout tonight should be a mother son fight between Mary and Darren", Andy suggested. Everyone seemed pleased with Andy's suggestion. "OK boxers to your corners please", Andy said. Mary climbed into the ring and stood in the red corner and Darren moved into the blue corner. Darren was seconded by Sarah Jones, and Mary by her Husband Derek. Darren was quite excited at he prospect of being seconded by such a good looking and mature woman as Sarah. Pat was chosen to referee the match and the others gathered round to watch the first bout the evening.
 

"Fancy your chances against mum do you little brother?", Melissa asked from the side of the ring. "I think I'll do all right", he replied. "Huh she's going to box your head off Darren", Melissa said. "And I'm going to enjoy watching her do it, she added. Darren didn't say anything he glared at his sister. However he did feel a little apprehensive about boxing with his mother after seeing her holding her own for a long time with his father, who he knew was a tough fighter. Melissa kept the smug little smile on her face while she helped Darren pulled his boxing gloves on. "Don't worry Darren just do your best", Sarah said massaging his shoulders. Darren's frown turned to a smile as Sarah massaged his shoulders and he could feel his cock starting to stiffen with excitement.

 

"Going to beat Darren Mary?", Derek asked. "Yes think I can beat him I did well against you", she replied. "Not going to be soft on him because he's your son", Derek asked. "No why should I, it's a fair fight for both of us and anyway I can nurse him afterwards", she replied with a little grin. "Good, it should be a good fight then", Derek said helping his wife on with her boxing gloves. They were regulation 8 oz gloves for good solid punching no soft 10 oz or 12 oz pillows were allowed in this boxing club.
 

The bell sounded and Pat signalled the boxers to come to the centre of the ring. Mary and Darren Couper stared at each other, they were both the same height but Mary was heavier and stronger looking than her slim teenage son. "OK I want a good tough fight, and you know the rules one item of clothing to be removed each round", Pat said. The two boxers nodded their heads. "OK go to your corners and come out fighting", Pat said stepping back from the centre of the ring. Darren and Mary returned to their corners and waited for the bell to sound again.
 

The bell clanged and they both moved quickly into the centre of the ring. Mary didn't waste a second she went right into the attack. She piled into Darren with a stinging left hook to his face that made him wince. Darren tried to return punch but missed his mother's head. Mary scored with a right to Darren's left eye making him grunt as the punch connected. Darren retaliated with a right to the body but it just bounced off his mother's clenched stomach muscles.
 

Darren aimed high again with a probing left hook at his mother's jaw. She grunted as it connected brushing it aside and counted with a hard right to the belt line of Darren's shorts. Darren grunted as his mother's glove sank hard into belly, it left red mark on his white vest where the blow had landed.
 

Darren was forced to back pedal and took a couple of stinging left jabs to his head that made it spin. He hit back managing to penetrate his mother's guard and scored with a left hook to her face. Mary winced as Darren scored to her right eye, she blocked a second harder jab with her gloves. She countered with a left jab to Darren's right eye quickly followed by a hard right jab to his nose. Darren's elation at penetrating his mothers guard was short lived as she countered with a punishing left right combination to his head. The left jab stung but the hard right jab to the nose really hurt leaving smarting as it started to turn red. Darren legs wobbled as the hard right hammered is nose and he retreated with his mother in hot pursuit.
 

"Good one Mary go get him", Derek shouted from the red corner. "You could put him down with another punch like that", he added. Mary fired a left jab to Darren's head as he retreated catching him on his stinging nose forcing Darren to raise his guard. Mary fired a hard right into Darren's belly making him grunt. Darren dropped his guard and was caught with a right cross to the jaw that sent him reeling to the ropes. Mary stepped in a fired a coupe of stiff left jabs to Darren's head as he was sprawled back on the ropes. Pat the referee stepped in and ordered Mary back to allow Darren to stand up.
 

Darren's head span as he reeled back into the ropes from his mother's right cross. He hung on the ropes momentarily dazed by the punch. He gasped as a hard stinging jab hammered into his head. He couldn't raise his gloves to cover his face and another harder jab made him wince. He felt his cock stiffen in his shorts as he thought bout being unable to defend himself and at his mother's mercy. The referee saved him from taking anymore punches when she ordered his mother to step back. Darren pulled himself up off the ropes, his face was white and he felt dizzy. His legs felt a little unsteady as he stood staring at Pat the referee holding his mother back.
 

"OK box", Pat said stepping aside. His mother attacked him instantly scoring with jab to his head. Darren countered with a right to the body but it didn't seem to effect his mother at all. She fired another stinging left to his right eye making wince. A second harder left to his aching and now bright red nose made Darren cringe. He new his mother had him trapped against the ropes, and he had to get free or she was going to destroy him in the first round. Darren shook his head stepped forward firing right at his mother head. She blocked it with her glove but he was able to land a left jab to her nose. He saw his mother cringe as the blow landed and she stepped back.
 

Darren stepped forward into left hook to his right eye. He countered with a left jab to his mother's right breast. A small grunt told Darren his mother had felt that blow. She stepped back and scored with left his nose sending a shudder racing right through Darren's body he felt his cock stiffen some more. He managed to penetrate his mother's guard as she continued to retreat and a glancing blow to her left breast. Although the blow didn't connect properly it did hurt his mother and she gasped loudly. Darren encouraged stepped straight into a hard right to his nose.
 

Darren's head span and he saw stars, he felt his legs give way and he dropped to his knees. Darren knelt there head spinning he could feel a worm trickle running down his face. His nose felt incredibly sore and he glanced and saw red drops appearing on his white vest. Pat stepped in ushered his mother back and stared to count. Darn got up at five, blood trickled from his nose down his face dripping onto his vest. His cock was now fully erect in his shorts and his heart was beating like a drum as the referee stared at him. Darren raised his gloves and nodded to the referee. Satisfied she nodded back and stepped aside.
 

Mary moved straight in to continue her attack on her son Darren. She landed a coupe fast left jabs to his face that knocked his head back. Darren countered with a jab to his mothers nose. She responded with a hard right to belt line of his shorts. He grunted and hit back with a left to his mother's right breast. She gasped in pain as the punch got through unchecked and bang on target. Pain seared through Mary's right breast as Darren's punch hammered it squashing it into her body. She fell back using her glove to protect her breasts.

 

Darren sighed with relief as he had made an in road into his mothers defence at last. Darren pursued his mother as she fell back hurt. He snapped her head back with quick left jabs trying to draw her guard high and uncover her breasts. It took two more stinging left jabs to his mother's head before she raised her guard. Darren instantly attacked her breasts scoring with a left hook to his mother right breast and a right upper cut to her left breast. Both punches hammered his mother's breasts making her groan. She dropped her guard only to take a hard right jab to the nose. Darren was delighted he was at last taking the fight to his mother and making in roads.
 

Darren fired more left and right jabs at his mother's head as she retreated until she was forced to raise her guard and then pay price a left to her right breast. Angry and desperate Mary punched low, below her son's belt line. Darren let out a short painful gasp as his mother punched him in the balls. Darren's cock was erect and poking up in is briefs and shorts, leaving his balls completely uncovered and unprotected. His mother's glove caught square on both balls.
 

Darren dropped to his knees with an agonised gasp and knelt clutching his aching balls. "Foul blow neutral corner", Pat the referee said ordering Mary to break off. However she was too slow to stop Mary slamming a hard right into her son's face right bang on the nose, as he knelt doubled up in pain staring up at his mother. Darren dropped to the canvas blood running freely from his nose. Pat pushed Mary away then helped Darren up into a kneeling position.
 

"Ohhh my balls, ..... my balls", Darren moaned doubling over forehead pressed to the canvas. "Wow nice ball buster mum", Melissa said from the side of the ring. "OK don't worry Darren you've got free 25 count for the low blow on top of standard ten count", Pat said as she helped him straighten up again. It was just as well Darren need all the twenty five count and eight of the ten just to be able to stand. He stood on wobble legs face white with blood still running from his nose down his face and staining his white vest and shorts. "Ready to continue?", Pat asked. Darren nodded and raised his gloves he felt weak and light headed but knew he had to fight on.
 

"OK continue", Pat said stepping aside. The long count had allowed Mary to recover from the worst of her breast mauling and she could see her son was weakened and in trouble. She went straight into the attack firing left and right jabs at her son's head. Darren stumbled back take numerous wicked jabs to the head as he tried to defend himself from his mother's onslaught. "That's it Mary you've got him,... put him down finish him", Derek shouted form the red corner.
 

"Yes go on mum kill the little wimp", Melissa shouted.
 

Darren hit back scoring lefts and rights to his mother's head but he was taking many more punches that he was throwing. Although Darren fought bravely he was loosing being forced back by his mother into the corner. Darren felt the ropes against his back and knew he was trapped as more wicked jabs snapped his head back. Every punch seemed to make his cock grow harder, by the time he was trapped in the corner he was fully erect again. Darren swapped punches with his mother, but was definitely coming off worst.
 

He crouched down cowering behind his gloves as his mother continued to pound him with her gloves. Unable to penetrate his defence Mary switched low and started to pound her son's body. Darren grunted as his mother fired left and right combinations into his belly and ribs. "Yes you've got him now mum kill him ... kill him", Melissa shouted.
 

She was really enjoying seeing her younger brother beaten by their mother. All the others were also enjoying seeing Mary box the living day lights out her thirteen year old son. Darren cringed twisting left and right as his mother's gloves pounded his belly and ribs.
 

Darren was fast losing strength and the stamina to continue under the brutal pounding. He was just wondering how much more he could take when the bell sounded the end of round one saving him from another knock down and certain defeat. Mary broke off her attack at the sound of the bell and returned to her corner. The rules of the club where that each male started clothed and were one clothing thing would be removed after each round and the fight had to last a minimum of four rounds. Male fighters would be naked for the last round. It was a popular rule adding to the fighters' excitement and the enjoyment of the other members watching.
 

Derek handed a water bottle to his wife, he started to rub her breasts to ease the aches and pains from them. Mary sat down on the small stool an allowed her husband to massage her sore breasts. The massage did ease Mary's aches and pains but it also aroused her as he husband teased her heard excited nipples. "Well your doing well Mary your well in control just keep doing what your doing and he won't last to the end of round two", Derek said. "I know, but is easy to say when your not in the ring and getting punched in the breasts", Mary replied. Just keep you guard up and your wits about you and you'll murder him", Derek stated. "OK I'll try to bare that in mind", Mary replied standing up as the bell signalled the start of round two.
 

Darren straightened up his head was spinning as he walked back wearily into his corner. He raised his arms above his head and let Sarah strip his blood stained white vest off then sat down heavily on the stool. She handed him a water bottle the started to work on his nose to stem the blood flow. The blood had slowed to a trickle and didn't take her long to stop in bleeding. She lowered her hand to Darren's shorts and grasped his hard excited cock making jump in surprise.
 

Wow your very hard already Darren", Sarah remarked as she stroked his iron hard cock through his shorts and briefs.
 

Darren gasped and shivered with excitement as Sarah teased his highly excited cock making it twitch in his shorts.
 

"You've got a nice little cock here Darren small but perfectly formed and in tip top working order", Sarah said. This was one of perk of seconding a male fighter she got to play with their cock in the breaks to keep them nice and hard for the fighting. She enjoyed teasing another mans' cock in front of her boy friend, because she knew he would have very jealous hard on as he watched her.

 

It was even more fun with Darren as he was young and shy, his cock would respond to the merest touch or her just being close to him. Darren sat there trembling with excitement as Sarah teased his cock wondering if he could last to the end of the break without coming in his shorts. The bell signalled the start of round two and he stood up as Sarah removed her hand from Darren's all but exploding cock. "Go get her Darren you can do it", Sarah whispered in his ear and she cheekily pinched his bottom. Darren moved into the centre of the ring his heart pounding in his chest and his cock twitching with excitement.
 

Round two started and male boxer was now stripped to the waist. Darren found it difficult to take his eyes of his mother's full heavy breasts under sexy leotard as they met in the centre of the ring. His mother fired a couple of left jabs to his head and Darren responded with a right jab to his mother's nose. His highly excited and roused condition seemed to give him more confidence and energy as adrenaline coursed through his body.
 

Darren cast aside the left and right jabs to his head hitting back with his own harder and faster jabs to his mother's head. They circled round the ring exchanging punches to the head and body, Darren was now punching as hard and accurate as his mother. The judge would have scored it even or Darren slightly ahead as the punches and jabs continued to fly back and forth. The punches were faster more accurate and solid taking toll of the fighters' stamina and resolve.
 

Darren was clearly getting the better of this round taking the fight to his mother. However the fight was still far form one sided.
 

Darren's nose was bleeding again by the middle of the round, running down onto his bare torso and adding to the stains on his tented white shorts. Darren's eyes were swelling up from constant stinging jabs and his body was covered with more red marks from his mother's gloves. Mary hadn't escaped Darren's onslaught in the first part of round two unscathed. She had a cut to the corner of her mouth that was slowly seeping blood. He nose was red from the constant drumming of Darren's gloves and her eyes were starting to swell up as well. Darren had started to penetrate his mother's guard scoring sever punches to her breast.
Mary started to fight more defensively as the round progress with Darren pressing her and scoring to her breast's.
 

Each punch that got through sent searing pain through her sensitive breasts. She fought to protect them keeping her guard low. The price for keeping her guard down was wicked jab to the head. Mary responded with hard jabs to her son's head and body but he was clearly getting the better of her as the round continued. Mary was considering whether to chance another low blow to Darren's bulging shorts when he got through with a hard right to her left breast.
 

Mary yelped in pain as burning agony torn through her left breast. The pain was so bad Mary's head span and she dropped to her knees gloved hands clutching at her aching left tit. Darren knew he'd hurt is mother as she yelped in pain, he watched in surprise as she dropped to her knees. Darren aimed a punched at his mother's undefended face as she knelt clutching her breasts, but was pushed away by Pat the referee. Pat stared to count and reached eight before Mary was able to get up even then she looked shaky.
 

Darren could see he had his mother in trouble and he could take the match if he tried hard enough. The wasn't long left to go in round two so Darren went straight into the attack when the referee stepped asides. He fired left and right's at his mother's breasts but couldn't manage to penetrate her defence. He switched targets scoring with jabs to his mother head trying to force her to lower her guard. Mary refused to lower her guard even though she was taking lots of nasty jabs her head. She knew her breasts the left in particular were much more vulnerable.
 

Darren didn't have it all his own way as the second ticked away to the end of round two. His mother hit back with jabs of her own making him wince as they connected with his head. In the dying seconds of round two Darren managed to bypass his other guard and score with a hard left to her right breast. Mary's face went white as the punch hammered her right breast sending pain searing though it. Working on instinct alone driven by anger and adrenaline she hit back with hard right to Darren's nose.
 

The punch stopped Darren dead and he grunted as it slammed into his nose. Darren staggered back blood pouring from his nose down onto his chest and shorts. Darren's attack had been seen off and Mary had saved herself from being put down and maybe out of the match as she struggled to cope with the blinding pain in her right tit. Both fighters dropped to their knees forcing Pat the referee to do a double count. The bell sounded ending round two with both fighters still on their knees at the count of five. "Wow what a fight their both down and only saved by the bell", Melissa said standing beside the ring as she watched her mother slowly get to her feet and stagger bent over and obviously in pain back to her corner. It took a few seconds long for Darren to get up and stumble wearily back to his corner, blood still pouring from his nose. His bare chest was covered with blood pouring from his nose, he stood in his corner white faced and light headed.
 

Sarah handed Darren a towel, "Here hold that to your nose, while I get these off", Sarah said grasping the sides of Darren blood stained shorts. Sarah pulled them down to Darren's knees, his cock was sticking out proud from his white Y-front briefs. "Wow your still hard I see", Sarah exclaimed and grabbed Darren's hard cock through his briefs. Darren gasped in shock as Sarah grabbed his hard excited cock, a feeling like an electric shock ran though his body to every nerve ending making him shiver helplessly. Darren you have a nice little cock small but nice a responsive", Sarah said as she teased it with her fingers delighting in Darren gasps of shock.

 

"OK sit down and let me attend to your nose", Sarah said. Darren slumped down on the small stool and let Sarah tend to his nose, it was still bleeding but not as much the towel had managed to stem most of the flow. Sarah handed Darren his water bottle and he took along gulp of refreshing water. Sarah pulled the towel away and started to work on Darren's nose using cotton wool and plugs the stop the bleeding. Sarah managed to stop the bleeding quite quickly, then she cleaned the blood off Darren's torso with a towel.
 

Satisfied she had Darren ready for round two Sarah dropped her hand down to his tented briefs. She clasped his hard excited cock through his white cotton Y-fronts. Darren gasped and his body shuddered violently as Sarah clasped his hard excited cock. Sarah smiled as use her forefinger to stoke Darren's iron hard cock through his cotton briefs.
 

Darren handed Sarah his water bottle and gripped the ropes with his hands to steady himself. However he couldn't stop himself from fidgeting and twisting his hips from side to side as Sarah continued to tease his cock. The bell sounded just as Darren thought he couldn't stand much or and would come in his underpants.
 

Mary made it back to her corner still slightly bent over from the pain in her breasts. She sat down heavily on the stool taking her water bottle from her husband and letting him work on her sore aching breasts. Derek worked hard on his wife's breasts easing the aches and pains out of them. Towards the end of the break her husband massaging of her breasts stared to arouse Mary and he felt he pussy start to moisten. By the time the bell sounded signalling the start of round three her pussy was really damp and she was gasping with excitement.
 

At the sound of the bell both boxers stood up and moved quickly into the centre of the ring. Darren was now down to his underwear, Y-fronts for the teenage boy and sexy black sports leotard for the mature woman. Both were highly aroused with sexual excitement stimulated by their seconds. Darren was sporting an erection that stood out like a tent pole in his briefs. Mary shivered with excitement her pussy sopping wet with her own hot juices. Both boxers we charged with sexual adrenaline and leapt into the fight.
 

Mary avoided a punch thrown at her head by her teenage son Darren, and hit back with a stinging right jab to his head the sent him stumbling backwards. Darren brushed off the blow and rushed back at his mother scoring with left hook to her right breast. Mary let out a strangled gasp of pain as Darren caught her in the right breast. Darren stepped in close as Mary lowered her guard to protect her breasts and snapped her head back was sharp left hook to the face. Mary grunted and countered with a short sharp upper cut to Darren's chin.
 

Darren's mouth was slammed shut by the upper cut painfully grinding his teeth together. He staggered back slightly dazed and took two wicked hard sting jabs to his right eye. The jabs left a mouse clearly visible under Darren's right eye. His right eye was swelling up starting to close, and he would have a lovely black eye in the morning. Darren pulled himself together as another jab hit him square on the nose starting it bleeding again. Darren hit back with jabs to his mother's head pounding her left eye. She countered with a hard right dangerously low on his bulging Y-fronts.

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Darren winced in pain taking the hard punch just above his bulging cock. He fired a left jab into his mother's left breast making her catch her breath. He followed though with a hard punch to her right breast making her shudder visibly as vicious punch slammed into her aching bruised tit. Mary swung a right hay maker at Darren's head, catching him in the left ear. Darren grunted as the hard punch slammed into his ear making it ring. Darren stumbled forward into his mother and grabbed her in a clinch. Darren held onto his mother with both hands tying to steady his legs as his head spun dangerously from the punch to his ear.
 

Mary tried to push Darren away when he pulled her into the clinch then changed her mind. She started to fire short sharp punches into Darren's undefended belly. Darren grunted as the punches pounded his midriff. Darren legs were still too unsteady and he couldn't let go of his mother, so he had to endure the gut punches while he maintained the clinch. Mary watched the referee as she continued to pound her son's belly. She was behind Darren watching them intently but was showing any signs of moving to break the clinch.
 

Mary winced the weight of her son's body against her sore breasts reminded her that she owed him. Keeping one eye on the referee she fired a punch into the centre of Darren bulging Y-fronts. Darren grunted louder leaning heavily into his mother body as her glove fired into his balls. He opened his mouth wide and he produced a low guttural groan as his mother plugged him to the balls again. Satisfied she had returned the favour for her aching breast Mary pushed her son away catching him to the side of the head with a right hook Darren was in lot of pain, his balls were killing him as he stumbled out of the clinch pushed boy is mother. The right hook to the head put him down to his knees.
 

The referee pushed Mary away into a neutral corner before returning to count Darren as he knelt doubled over on the canvas. Darren straightened up when he heard Pat the referee start to count. She hadn't seen the low blows so he knew he would only get a ten count. His sister Melissa knew this and had seen the low blow she gave him a knowing smile. A six Darren struggled with a groan to his feet. He just about straightened up by ten. Darren felt weak and light head the pain in his balls was sapping his strength he raised his guard as he saw the referee step aside and his mother move into the attack.
 

His mother came on hard firing left and right jabs at his head. Darren's defence was slow and most of her stinging jabs got through sending him reeling back into the ropes. The ropes propelled Darren back into the ring straight into a hard right punch to his nose. Herd punch made Darren's head spin and his knees gave way dropping him to the ring blood pouring from his batter nose. Before Pat the referee could pull his mother away, she punished him with a hard right to his right eye and a left upper cut to his chin that laid him flat out on his back.

 

Darren stared up at the ceiling his head spinning wildly blood pouring from his nose his cock stood up like tent pole in his blood stained Y-fronts. He could her Pat the referee counting and he some how managed to roll over and pull himself up with the ropes. Darren hung over the top rope his sister face leering back at him loving every second of his suffering. Well little brother mum 's broke you nose and your balls by the look of things", Melissa said with wicked satisfied smile. Darren heard Pat the referee start to count again, she had stopped on nine when he painfully pulled himself up.
 

Darren sighed and let go of the rope he still felt weak and giddy and his balls still ached badly sapping his strength. Darren raised his gloves as his mother attacked again. She fired several hard stinging punches at his head scoring with nearly every one. Darren reeled back under the onslaught returning punches scoring to his mother's breasts and head but taking the worst of the exchanged. Darren desperate to survive to the bell drove a punch into the centre of his mother's leotard bottom. She let out a painful gasp as he delivered the low blow.
 

Mary dropped her guard hands dropping to clutch her aching burning sex. She left her breasts unprotected and her son fired a couple of hard punches to each making her cringe in pain. A hard right to her nose made her head spin and she could feel hot liquid running down her face. Mary realised her nose was bleeding nowhere near as bad as Darren's but bleeding all the same. His low blow and attack on her tits couple with her bleeding nose made Mary's anger burn. She cast her aside her suffering and charged into the attack Mary ducked up a clumsy punch from Darren and fired a hard right bang on the bridge of his nose the was a soft crunching sound as the punch broke his nose. Blood poured from Darren's broken nose and he reeled back into the corner. The audience cheered they were all loving this mother son fight not the least because the mother was taking her son to the cleaners. The men had erections delighting in the way Mary battered her teenage son. The women were all hot and damp loving seeing a male take the beating for a change. Darren would be in popular demand with the women of the club all wanting to get him in the ring and punch him out.
 

Mary pursued her son into the corner firing hard punches into his body. Darren grunted gasping for breath as his mother pounded his mid section. A vicious bone wrenching upper cut to the chin flung Darren back over the centre ropes. Darren hung by his arms from the ropes looking vacantly at his mother, his body was now open and completely defenceless. Pat rushed into the cornet to pull Mary away but not before she fired several hard right left combinations to Darren's head.
 

Pat pulled Mary back by the shoulders but Mary angrily shrugged Pat off and attacked Darren again. Here one I owe you boy", Mary spat as she sank he glove hard between her son's legs. Darren screamed in agony as mother's punch squashed his balls flat. Pat grabbed Mary again and managed to pull her way this time. Darren just slid down the ropes and doubled up in a ball on the canvas. "Low blow neutral corner", Pat said to Mary. "Darren gets a standard twenty five count", Pat the referee added.
 

Darren had just about straightened up and was kneeling still in agony by the end of the twenty-five count. He managed to haul himself up at eight he was light head and very weak Pat stopped counting but started again when he clutched the ropes. Darren waited till nine to let go and turn round. Pat looked into his eyes then stepped aside as he raised his gloves. Hs mother closed in instantly and scored with a wicked stinging jab to the side of his head. Darren's legs went like jelly and grabbed his mother in a clinch. He hung on while his mother pounded his body with short sharp punches. Pat the referee stepped in and dragged them apart.
 

Darren winced as his mother caught him in the right eye it was now swollen and half closed. Darren was totally exhausted and was only running on vapours. He fired punches back at his mother by instinct rather than design. His instinct paid off when he caught his mother with a hard punch to her right breast. Mary cringed as Darren punched her in the right breast making her attack faltered as burning pain exploded in her right breast. Darren wonder what had happened when punches stopped pounding his body. He looked up and saw his mother hunched over clutching her right breast and realised he'd got a lucky punch in.
 

Darren summoned up what little strength he had left and sent a stinging left jab into his mother's nose making it bleed faster. His mother staggered back struggling to keep her guard up Darren pursued her fight left and right jabs into her breast. Mary gasped every time a stinging jab connected with her breasts, she was visibly wrestling under the attack. Darren decided to go all out and do as much damage to his mother as he could in the last seconds of the round.
 

Darren drove his mother reeling into the corner and fired punches into her head and body. A vicious uppercut dropped Mary to her knees and she was only saved from a KO by the bell ending the round.
 

Darren walked back wearily to his corner, he felt weak and tired holding onto the corner ropes. Sarah handed him the water bottle then grabbed the sides of his now heavily blood stained Y-fronts. Sarah pulled his Y-fronts down to his knees releasing his hard excited cock that stuck out like tent pole. "Hmmmm, lovely little cock Darren", Sarah said teasing the end with her forefinger loving the way she made Darren shudder with excitement. "But sit down I'd better work on you nose first", she added. Sarah pushed Darren Y-fronts down past his knees letting them drop to his ankles.
 

She pushed Darren back making him step out of his briefs.
 

Darren's face went bright red as he was stripped naked in front of the other members of the club by his beautiful mature female second. He was very embarrassed at having an erection in front of the other members, and his mother and father, but particularly his sister Melissa. She was smirking at him as he stood there naked his hard excited, cock sticking out like tent pole. Sarah turned Darren round and pressed on his shoulder forcing his to sit on the stool.

 

"Your nose is broken Darren and there's only so much I can do, but I think I can stop the bleeding", Sarah said as she worked on his nose. It took a lot cotton wool and plugs, but Sarah finally managed to stop Darren's nose bleeding. She lowered her hand to his groin as he sat there panting, sweat pouring off his naked body. Darren gasped in shock as he felt Sarah grasp his hard excited cock. He stared down in horror as he watched Sarah peel his foreskin right back much further that he had dared to do himself. She teased his naked dripping cock head with her forefinger making him shudder in excitement.
 

Sarah kept her eye on her partner Robert as he played with Darren' cock. She could see Robert was hard himself his shorts bulging displaying his erection. She loved working on he male partners cocks while Robert watched her, he didn't hesitate fondling and caressing his female partners breasts in front of her. They both agreed it made an already highly arousing and exciting situation even more exciting. She could sense Darren's body trembling with excitement and actually feel his heart beating frantically in his chest.
 

Darren sat there trying not to come as Sarah wickedly teased his naked and peeled cock with her forefinger. He thought about having to box naked in front of everyone, box his mother naked with an erection while she was naked.
 

These thoughts did little to calm his excitement or steady his racing heart beat. Darren wondered if he would reach the end of the break without coming as Sarah's teasing was becoming almost impossible to resist. The bell sound and he stood up heart pounding prick spasming with excitement.
 

Mary stood up slowly and stumbled back to her corner. Derek placed the stool in the ring and Mary gratefully sat down with a sigh of relief. Derek handed Mary her water bottle and went to work on her bleeding nose. It didn't take Derek long to stop the bleeding. He then started to massage Mary's sore aching and badly bruised breasts. Mary let her head rest against the corner ropes while her husband worked on her sore aching breasts slowly massaging the pain away.
 

Mary's sighs of relief soon turned to gasps of pleasure as Derek softly caressed her breasts teasing her hard erect nipples with his fingers. Mary shivered with pleasure as Derek's right had slipped down her stomach toward her sex.
 

She shivered helplessly as Derek ran his finger over her hairy sex teasing the opening with his short stubby fingers till the juices started to run from her hot excited fanny. One hand teased her iron hard nipples while the other entered her fanny running round the highly sensitive interior. She could feel her husband's hot breath against her ear.
 

"You nearly beat him, go out and finish him this time, beat him for me", Derek whispered in her ear.
 

The bell sounded and Mary watched her son stand up he was naked and sporting a full erection. His short but beautifully shaped cock was now almost flat against his belly and his small tight balls hung below delicate and vulnerable target. Mary stood up and moved into the centre of the ring to meet her son, conscious of his eyes on her sexy body.
 

Darren looked pale and tired, his legs didn't look to steady. Mary knew she was going to beat him in this round he had played his last shots at the end o f the last round and she had survived saved by the bell. Time to show him who is the boss and who the better boxer is, Mary thought to herself as she closed on her naked son.
Darren watched his mother stand up and move towards him. He couldn't help staring at her sexy body in leotard.
 

His gaze concentrated on her sex surrounded by a thick spot on her leotard crotch. His own crotch only had few wisps of pubic hair. Darren could see juices running from his mother hot and aroused sex and he knew she was excited as him. His face was scarlet at thought of being naked and highly aroused in front of his mother. He watched transfixed as his mother moved closer and closer until she was standing opposite him.
 

It was only her left jab to his head that woke him from the enchanting spell. Darren grunted as his mother fired a left jab to his head, she scored with a another jab before he could get his guard high enough to counter. Darren stepped back wincing as his mother fired a hard right into his body. He hit back with a right jab to his mother head catching her on the nose and starting it bleeding again. Mary raised her guard to protect her head and Darren fired a left jab into her right breast. Mary gasped in pain and fell back as Darren's glove slammed into her already sore and tender breast. She hit back clumsily completely missing his head. Darren ducked under his mother's punch and scored with a hard right to her left breast.
 

Mary groaned in pain and fell back clearly hurt by the punch. Darren chased his mother firing jabs to her head and breasts making her cringe as he hammered her breasts. Darren pushed his mother back until he trapped her in the corner. With every step she retreated he hit out catching her soft breasts or now freely bleeding nose. Mary hit back wildly missing Darren again, he dodged it and caught her on the chin with a right cross that knocked her back into the corner ropes. The punch dazed Mary and she hung on the corner ropes hands by her side leaving her upper body and her sore bruised breasts completely exposed.
 

Darren fired left right combinations into his mother's undefended breasts until she sobbed with from pain. He was no highly charged and aroused enjoying inflicting the breast punishment on his mother. Darren was transfixed buy her heavy full and now highly bruised breasts. His cock was so hard sticking up at forty-five degrees in the air he knew he was going to come at any moment. The end of his endurance came as he delivered a vicious upper cut to his mothers right breast burying her hard solid nipple deep in her soft pliant tit with his glove.

 

Mary let out a scream of agony as the brutal upper cut smashed into her right breast. As she screamed Darren' cock exploded firing his hot white come onto his mother's belly and aching bruised tits. The energy seemed to drain out of Darren with his fierce ejaculation and he stood painting heavily in front of his mother sweat running off his body. He didn't do anything he just watched his mother slumped on the ropes tears of agony cascading down her cheeks.
 

Mary watched her son standing in front of her breathing heavily though her tear stained eyes, he didn't move or try to hit her even though she was helpless. Mary was hurt and angry as her son for punishing her breasts but even more so for coming over them in front of the others. Anger burned through Mary's body recharging her batteries and giving her the strength to take the fight back to her son. Mary straightened up not taking her eyes off her son for a moment, he didn't move even though he could see she was up and ready to strike.
 

Mary shot a left jab into Darren's right eye making him grunt he fell back and she fired two more jabs to his head making him grunt each time she connected. He hit back with punches to her head and body but his punches were now weak and lacked the power to have much effect. Mary quickly realised her son's ejaculation had sapped his strength considerably. Heightened by the fact and out for revenge Mary furiously attacked her son driving him back under a flurry of head and body punches. Darren tried to fight back as he retreated taking vicious punches all over his head and body, but he was too weak to put up any proper defence, his punches lacked the strength to stop his mother.
 

Mary forced Darren back across the ring into the opposite corner pounding his body with hard punches and snapping his head back with stinging jabs. He fell back taking numerous punches to his face particularly his nose that quickly started to bleed again. A hard right cross to mouth knocked Darren back into the corner groaning against the ropes. The punch cut his top lip and it ballooned up as blood ran from it joining with the flow from his nose. Mary forced Darren into the corner and started to work on his right eye making it swell right up virtually closing it.
 

Darren could hardly keep his arms up to guard himself let alone hit back at his mother. She battered his head and body as he cringed gloves raised in the corner. "That's it mum you've got him again, now kill him", Melissa shouted in excitement. "Yes go on Mary he's yours finish him now", Derek shouted from her corner. Mary fired left right combination to Darren's head until he slumped back against the ropes hands dropping to his sides. Mary didn't stop as Darren lay helpless against the corner ropes.
 

Mary unleashed a vicious attack on Darren's body driving hard punches into his belly and lower abdomen right down and around his hard excited cock. Darren groaned weakly flinching as the punches kept landing. A vicious upper cut to the chin was the final straw it lifted Darren off his feet, and threw him back over the top rope. Darren hung groaning over the top rope his shoulders and arms hanging down outside the ring. The rest of Darren's body hung down inside the ring completely exposed and defenceless.
 

Mary didn't stop even though her son was totally helpless and unable to defend himself. She continued to fire left and right punches into his body. Pat the referee didn't move to stop the fight or help Darren of the ropes, she just stood there enjoying seeing him being battered with the others. Darren was barely conscious but his cock was incredibly hard and excited it stuck flat to his belly, twitching as the punches pounded his body all round it.
 

"This is lights out boy", Mary said as she slammed her right glove hard into the dripping excited head of her son's cock. Darren let out a high pitched scream as his mothers glove smashed into his hard excited cock His cock exploded shooting spunk up onto his chest. Darren body shuddered as he was forced to ejaculate again. The strain was too much and he passed out. "Wow you made him come mum you knocked him out", Melissa said excitedly. "Yes Mary lovely knock and TKO", Derek said. "Or should I say lovely TKO, and knockout", he added.
 

Pat the referee raised Mary's right hand above her head. "The winner of the mother son match Mary", Pat announced to claps and cheers form the other members. Mary returned to her corner to be congratulated by her husband Derek. Pat the referee and Darren's second Sarah lifted him off the ropes and carried him over to a wooded bench. Lay Darren down on the bench and Pat the referee removed his gloves. Sarah his second started to tend the cuts to his mouth and nose and put a cold sponge of his badly swollen right eye.
 

Darren moaned softly and his eyes opened as Sarah worked on his bleeding nose. "Welcome back boy you lost I'm afraid", Sarah said. "Yes mum beat you, you little wimp", Melissa said hovering next to the bench. "She knocked out and made you come you little creep", Melissa added with a satisfied smile. Darren groaned but didn't bother to reply he felt too weak and exhausted. "Don't worry Darren your mothers a good boxer you put up and good fight", Sarah said as she continued to work on his nose. "Huh see you later loser the next fights about to start", Melissa said turning round and walking back to the ring.
 

"Yes Darren I've stopped the bleeding now, so get in the shower and wash the blood and well you know what off", Sarah said smiling at him. "Don't take too long you don't want to miss all of the next fight she added getting up and walking to the ring. "No I won't Darren replied wearily, still lying naked on the bench feeling embarrassed but too weak to move. He lay there for a few more minutes before dragging himself up and into the large double shower cubicle.