Chelsea vs Janet Bikini boxing

"If I didn't know any better then Id say you were coming onto me." she said with a smirk, eager to take the fight back to the brunette while she still had the advantage, her early volley was blocked but eventually Janet couldn't keep up and her punches started to tag her opponent. Her punch struck Janets chest and then caught her across the nose sending her spiraling backwards trying to keep her guard up as best she could. Her smile getting wider Chelsea could smell the opening to get her down again for her next little 'trick'

"Come on Janet you call that a guard your leaving your cute, Body! Wide! Open!" Chelsea said emphasing each of her last words with a lower punch into the stumbling brunettes belly in attemptto weaken her and drop her guard lower so she could get another shot at her face. If it worked she would pull her arm back and swing for a right hook to connect with Janet's cheek and send her in another daze.

Too much happened too quickly for Janet to explicitly confirm Chelsea's suspicions that she was being hit on, but the amused smirk on Janet's face probably told her redheaded foe all that the girl would need to know about that. It was only for an instant, of course, that Janet was able to give Chelsea that look before the girl came after her, hungry for a fourth knockdown and the outright lead.

And, unfortunately, there wasn't much that Janet could do about it right now! She just didn't have the breath to recover, and didn't have time to recover her breath. Any rally she attempted would probably be stopped almost immediately, if she were even able to get to that point. Chelsea, after sending Janet spinning, would jump forward and deliver three well-timed punches right into the brunette's belly. "Guh! Uggh! Uurf!" Janet would groan, as her already-weakened belly was pounded even more, to the point that it was almost nothing more than pudding.

Then, the hook came sailing in toward her face. Janet was dizzy and out of breath, but she managed to see it coming and, in desperation, would duck underneath it and lunge forward, wrapping her arms around Chelsea for a clinch, with her cheek pressing against the other girl's bust!

Yeah that smile did just as much for her as any words she could likely muster so Chelsea just kept up one of her own, words weren't needed to convey anything at this point as they both knew it was time to get started again. Moving in to try and fight her again, despite her initial lack of success Chelsea got Janet would start beating on the brunette with everything she had, which thank to a second wind from her adrenaline rush was quite a bit, a smile on her face as she was nailing the rattle Janet and knocking her all over the place. Her final punch however missed as Janet ducked low and clinched with her, latching herself onto her chest, like everything else Janet did it was very cute.

"Aww..shes all tuckered out, the cute little thing. Come here you." Chelsea said as she tried to hook her arms under Janets arm and try to lift her off her boob to where she could lower herself and plant a kiss on the brunettes lips, though this was mostly a distraction on her part as she slowly brought her over to the ropes. the ref noticed the move and looked confused as she knew it was a clinch but wondering how she was to break it or if she should before Chelsea would push Janet up against the ropes. Sending a punch to her side she would try and pin her in the ropes where she would have her opening for the finish she had in mind.

Janet just could not keep pace with Chelsea when she was this exhausted. She needed time to recover, and, when she dove in towards her opponent, dodging that thunderous hook and wrapping her arms around the red-haired girl's midsection in a tight clinch, Janet hoped she might have some of that time she so desperately sought. And, for a few seconds, she did. Even when Chelsea began toying with her—taunting her with words that turned Janet's cheeks red—the Lakota was still just regulating her breathing, feeling out her muscles, and recovering...

But Chelsea's teasing eventually began to distract her. The redhead lifted Janet up to her full height again, or near to it, then leaned in and planted a very distracting kiss on Janet's lips! The Lakota would groan and huff as she was kissed, trying to steady herself even as Chelsea began to maneuver her. When Chelsea tried to simply shove her into the ropes, Janet wouldn't let her. Janet would stand her ground. But the punch to her side bent her over a little, and she was forced back to within an inch of the ropes...though she did what she could not to actually lean on them.

"Grrr..."

Naturally Janet wasn't just going to just let the redhead push her around, no matter weak or tired she was. Truthfully she would be disappointed if she was since it meant the match was over, and while Janet being too weak to resist her was a good prize for such a victory Chelsea wanted this to go on just a little bit longer, at least until she did her next thing. hitting her towards the ropes was a good start, she was still fighting but that would fade soon enough once she put enough pressure on the brunette."This match has been a blast, bruises and all and to thank you Janet I'm going to give us a little cheer." she said as she raised her gloves towards the recovering but defiant brunette.

Ducking low and moving in she would aim for a straight jab that would go for Janets belly just above her blue bikini bottoms. "Give me a C!" she said as she stood up and went for right hook to her chest. "Give me an H!" From there she would try to go for a combo of punches around Janets body knowing full well that blocking them all would be difficult for the brunette assuming she could block at all. "Give me a E! L! S! E! A! Whats that spell?" to finish it all off she would take her right arm and send it upward for another uppercut to Janets pretty face. "Chelsea!"

Janet was on the defensive, and, unfortunately for her, her opponent was coming after her. Time was a luxury Janet didn't have, and Chelsea was not about to giftwrap it for her. She was planning something big...and something embarrassing to be on the receiving end of, as Janet was about to discover!

While Janet was reeling, Chelsea would chase after her, and then begin punching her, making up a cheer as she did! Janet managed to evade being hit hard by the first punch, but then, as Chelsea unleashed a barrage of punches representing the middle letters of her name at Janet's chest and belly, the Native American girl found herself hard-pressed to keep up. She blocked the first one, then felt the next tag her in her side, and the next hit her square in her solar plexus. Coughing and spluttering, she bent over, managing to protect her midsection from the next couple of blows.

But then, to top it all off, Chelsea went for another uppercut. Janet, dizzy and protecting her gut, couldn't hope to stop it. The glove smashed into her chin, sending a sudden shock of pain through her head as it snapped up, sending spittle flying! Almost in slow motion, Janet fell back, arms spread out, crashing from her full height all the way down onto her back with a loud "bam!"

Chelsea was relentless, Janet was wounded and vulnerable and she refused to let her have a moment to be anything else as she made sure that the girl was constantly fighting for every breathe she took. The results were devastating as Janet was doing everything she could and was doing surprisingly well staying on her feet and avoiding any finishing lows but eventually with the help of her playful cheer was reduced to simply blocking everything in her way while the redhead chipped away at her diminishing defenses. And even then she couldn't block her last hit, the devastating uppercut that knocked her friend for a loop before sending her straight to the ground once again giving Chelsea another knockdown to her name and she was going to use it.

"Alright that...was fun..I guess now all we need to do is get to the best part. Hold off on the count again shes right where she needs to be." Chelsea said, her voice ragged from exhaustion as the adrenaline rush she was feeling had seemed to run its course as she moved over to Janet and laid down on her face once again. the redhead wasn't done there however as she twisted her legs around her head and rolled through so that she was on her back and Janets face was on her crotch. "I told you I found the best spot to top my last choice and this ones definitely it. Go ahead and have as much fun as you want, there's no rush." Chelsea said as she put her arms behind her back and waited for her friend to start.

Janet hit the canvas again, and now Chelsea had the overall lead. It was frustrating, to say the least. Janet just could not stop this devilish little red-haired sparkplug from hitting her and knocking her around. Even though Janet had more experience, especially with boxing, Chelsea's energy and raw will to win were evening things out.

It wasn't like Janet didn't have a powerful will to achieve victory, though. This was pretty infuriating!

And it was especially infuriating when Chelsea didn't even give Janet the opportunity to recover! The brunette did not think her opponent was being intentionally cruel, but it was starting to get on her nerves, as the overeager ginger came very close to flaunting the rules. One thing was for sure: when Janet was back on top, she would not be giving Chelsea much room or time to breathe, either.

As Chelsea got on top of her and shoved her barely-covered crotch into her face, Janet would initially groan, as she felt the warmth of Chelsea's sex heating her lower face already. But she had a feeling she could turn this in her favor. Slowly, a sinister smile spread across her face. "Wrong choice," she whispered, before she would open her mouth and let her tongue stroke once, tantalizingly, up the entire length of Chelsea's crotch, right along where her pussy lips were hidden, leaving a wet streak all up the front of her little blue bikini!

It seemed that she was eager to get this going, and she was as she was excited to see what Janet would do like this and at this point was far too jumpy to wait it out. She could always give the brunette whatever extra time she needed if it came down to it, she was just having too much fun to actually think about the negative effects of her action. Leaning back all she was really thinking about was leaning back and letting Janet do what she needed to do before they got back up to finish this match cause she could tell as tired as Janet was she would not let the match end here.

From there she suddenly heard Janet speak and looked up to try and catch what she said but before she could actually ask she felt Janet start and lick across her panties. Immediately she jumped at the touch of her tounge near her crotch. "woah...that's not a kiss.." she lets out with a shaky breathe as she tries to keep the red off her face.

Janet knew that, no matter how easily Chelsea had been beating her butt just a couple minutes earlier, she could make a comeback, especially if she got an opportunity to shake Chelsea up a little bit. And, with the red-haired girl's crotch in her face, that was exactly what Janet could do right now. Her opponent was going to jump on her before Janet had the opportunity to catch her breath? Sure, fine. But Janet could work on Chelsea's crotch and, in doing so, take her breath away, too. Fair is fair.

"Not a kiss? Oh, sorry. Are we being sticklers for the letter of the law now?" Janet would ask, smirking up at her opponent. If Chelsea wanted to shove her crotch in her face, she was going to have to take a lot from the Native American beneath her. "I'll make sure to keep my lips working on it, okay? Just jump off whenever you want me to stop..."

Having given Chelsea that warning, Janet would then press her lips against Chelsea's bikini-clad crotch, sucking in to pull some of that bikini fabric into her mouth, and to form a seal to press her mouth as tightly as possible against the other girl's private parts!