Late Night Boxing
I was 18 and I was about to graduate from high school and I was actually planning to go abroad. I had received a boxing scholarship and that really made my senior year pretty laid back with the work load. That allowed for me to work part time as a sparring in the gym where I boxed.
I used to have my boxing practices from 5 to 8 in the afternoon. Then I would take the sparring turn from 8:30 to 10:30. Few people came at those hours, most of the time it was someone in their mid twenties trying to get off their minds from the monotonous work life. I had been working in that shift for around two months and I was actually thinking of leaving the job because nothing to interesting happened. The money was good, but it only made my day longer and I missed so much homework (which was of little importance due to my secured scholarship, but I still wanted to get something done) and school projects.
One day came this girl who was a freshman in my school. Her name was Melanie and she was quite well known for having terrible reputation. She was a topic of conversation among my senior friends. People in my school used to say she was such a tease. A close friend of mine had told me that she took him into a room, kissed for over five minutes, undo his belt, unzipped his jeans and then took off from the room. The big incognita of her was if she had lost her virginity to a guy called Chase, last summer in a parking lot. It was the big mystery about her and while I really didn’t care for it; seeing her on the gym made me curious about her.
The first weeks we made a lot of eye contact in the gym, but never had a conversation. She came late, past 9pm and only sparred with the punching bag. I couldn’t help notice she was filled with rage and every now and then would scream with furious anger. I also couldn’t help notice what a great stance she had and how great her ass looked with that stance. For being a freshman (15 years old) she was incredibly hot. Incredible tits that looked great after her workout, when all the sweat allowed for nipples to be visible in her sportsbra. She rarely used makeup and that was such a turn on because her face looked neat and untouched. She was really beautiful and I knew there was a beautiful but tragic story behind the anger and rage she displayed to the punching bag.
Over a month a half had passed and we hadn’t spoken a word to each other. We caught glimpses from each other and we would often smile at each other both in the gym and in school. One night I was told to close the gym early due to wildfires around the area. I locked the women’s changing room and right when I was going to lock the men’s I took a call at the office. The call kept me in office around 7 minutes and just I hanged up I reminded that I had to lock the men’s changing room. I entered to check that all the sink tabs and showers were properly closed and I found Melanie braless looking in the mirror. She quickly covered her breasts, but I had already seen how amazing they were. She told me to leave immediately and I did. When she came out I immediately apologized and she seemed to be quite relaxed about it. I told her that we were closing early that night and that she couldn’t spar. Nevertheless I felt quite bad for walking in on her (although she was changing on the wrong changing room), so I let her spar with the condition that she would leave through backdoor when she left in order to avoid the front camera to spot her leaving. That night she sparred with such flair. She had gotten really good at it and that night something seemed different in her.
Since the gym was technically closed, I had nothing to do there, so I went to the office where I could discretely observe her routine. Usually when she finished her routine, she would shower on the gym and then she would leave for home. That night I told her that was a no can do, so for the first time we were actually chatting while she helped close the place and leave through the back door. She would often leave before a closed the gym so I didn’t know how she made her way back home. I asked her if someone was picking her off and she said that she usually walked home. I told her I would gladly walk her home and she accepted. On her way home we chatted about school and what not, until she talked about what happened before. She said, “It’s funny how you had too see me naked in order for you to talk to me”. She was both attacking and flirting with me at the same time. I followed her flirting game all the way back home. Right when we were in front of her porch, she was there was a car parked in front. She said, “Just another of my mother’s boyfriend’s. And that’s when I realized that she came from a broken home. The mood got quite gloomy which made our goodbye kiss in the cheek feel quite cold.
The next day she arrived at the gym and immediately looked for me. She told me that she wanted to spar with me and that she would liked if I gave her some performance advice and tips. For over a month we would spar from 9 to 10:30. No one came around most of the time. She would then shower herself quickly while I closed the place. After that I would walk her home, where we found a new car parked in front of her house almost every three days. We would give each a good night kiss in the cheek and I would go home thinking about her.
Eventually we started training in the ring and we would have training fights. She was really good and suddenly I had to start fighting her the way I used to fight with guys in my tournaments. One day she got into the ring with me without saying much to me. She was not herself that day and it was very evident. We started boxing and it was clear that she was trying to hurt me with her punches. She started charging me and hitting me frantically, which made me give a small jab. She looked at me with sorrow eyes and burst into tears. It was clear that the crying wasn’t because of my jab. Life had giving her to many jabs by that point.
She had a bruise where I had landed my punch, so i told her I was going to heel it off for her. I went to grab the medic kit at the office and when I came back, before I could try to apply ice on her bruise she kissed my lips and I had to let go. We started kissing and we both threw ourselves into the floor of the ring to makeout. She got on top of me and we kissed while my hand grabbed the greatest piece of ass I had ever felt. Being on top of me she felt my dick rising. She looked at me with the greatest look I have ever seen and she slowly kissed her way through my body until she got to my thighs. She pulled my dick from my shorts and started licking the tip. In that moment I realized I was in the main ring and that someone could walk in at any moment. I told her to wait for me in the women’s changing room while I closed the gym. I locked every door and turned of every light, except the ones in the women’s changing room.
For my surprise, at I was about to enter I heard the sound of the water in the shower running and a cloud of steam filled the whole changing room. As I made my way through the thick cloud, I got see her standing beside a shower; topless and touching herself. I quickly took my clothes off and followed her into the shower. There we took off right where we had left it. She kneeled and put my dick in her mouth. Forget the tip licking, she went straight into the sucking. She slowly filled her mouth with the entirety of my dick and she deep throated me till I couldn’t resist. It happened so fast that I exploded in her mouth. Right when I thought she was coming back up, she grabbed my dick and placed it in her cleavage. I fucked her tits for so long. I didn’t know who was going to call it quits before: my dick having previously had a massive orgasm, or Melanie’s knees who had been there for so long, sucking and fucking my dick with her tits. Thankfully It was me and I came once again on her tits. It was my turn to please her, so told her to get up. I started kissing her neck while I slipped my finger through her vagina. It was extremely wet; and there was no confusion with the water from the shower, it was her fluids and it felt so warm and cozy. Now it was my turn to get on my knees and perform oral on her. She was thoughtful of my knees since she blew after just a couple of minutes of being down there.
I looked into her eyes and she gave me the look. The look of progression. The look of fuck the shit out of me. I stepped out of the shower quickly to grab the condom I used to carry on my wallet. I came back all set up and she was ready. She laid her back against the shower walls and I carried her hips while penetrating her vagina. It took a while to fully penetrate her. There was massive resistance from her vagina; not that I am extremely well hung (7.5 inches as a matter of a fact) but because her vagina was so tight. After trying my best to get to the end of that magnificent vagina, the loud moaning, both of our precum fluids releasing and the gasping; I finally got there and Came for the third time in what had been 20 minutes. Moments later she would have the fattest orgasm I have ever seen in a girl.
Finally I got out her vagina and to my surprise; mystery was resolved. While still holding her by her hips against the wall; I looked at my dick and it was covered in blood. I looked at her and she was starring and the rush of blood coming out of her. She looked and at me and I knew that I had given her the best experience she had ever had.
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