Lorenza Saldano vs. Carmen Rodriguez - Mi Hermana y Yo

Gah, stupid gloves. That was the problem Carmen always had with ‘Foxy Boxing’. Combat could be sexy, she’d come to learn that so well in her time with the AFW, but boxing was a weird avenue for it. With wrestling, you had all the holds and the moves and the grappling. In a way, it was halfway towards being sex already, just by the nature of the sport. Boxing, however, was contact. Impact. Ideally, Carmen wanted to spend as little time tangled with her opponent as possible, and much more time bashing them from afar. How could they make things sexy between the four ropes?

Well, Lorenza Saldano found a way. Never should’ve doubted her.

Carmen gasped twice - first in surprise, then in excitement - as Lorenza dipped down and put that talented mouth of hers to good use, assualting her top. She could already hear her designer back home complaining about the ruined wear, and she made a mental note to send her apologies. This, the sight of Lorenza tearing her clothes to shreds like some wild beast, was worth it. Carmen’s breasts came slipping over her top, her brown mounds glistening with sweat, hardened and waiting for Lorenza’s lips. ”God, you’re an animal.”

Carmen was so used to lighter, gentler side of Lorenza by now that she’d almost forgotten how fierce the tigress could be once her claws came out, both in the ring and in the bedroom. This was a good reminder. But she wasn’t some gentle waif, either, and she’d opted for the velcro on her gloves instead of the strings for just this reason. Now that it was time to play, it was just a simple matter of using her own teeth to pull the tab off, and a simple jerk of her fist sent the glove flying a moment later. One of her tapped fists was free now, exposed to the air, and she’d get to the other one in a moment. For now, however…

”Come. Here.”

Carmen leaped up and wrapped her legs around Lorenza’s waist, mashing their hips together and pulling them down to the canvas with her rival on top. At the same time, she put that freed hand to good use, grabbing Lorenza’s bountiful blue hair and seizing a handful. She yanked her head back and slammed their lips together, taking her with a kiss that was equal parts pleasure and pain.

Lorenza's mouthy move was one born of convenience, rather than an active attempt at being sexy. She needed Carmen to be naked as soon as possible, and her gloves would take so long to get off that the Mexican pugilist would go crazy fantasizing about the body that lay underneath those skimpy spandex clothes.

But Lorenza was soon very thankful that she couldn't contain herself, because the sight of those tits slipping out of that tearing top was worth it. They squashed, bulged, shoved upwards, sweat shining in the light, before finally popping free as the top fell away from Carmen's body, regaining their spherical shape and bouncing a bit, those tips so hard and so damn inviting...

Lorenza did not get a chance to go after them right away, because Carmen was not content with remaining passive. She leaped up and wrapped herself around Lorenza, dragging them both down onto the floor, Lorenza's tall, toned form pushing down on top of Carmen's equally impressive physique, the two of them clinching in a way that they typically would never have been able to get away with in the ring. Lorenza was so happy that this was a special occasion, and as Carmen pulled her head down, the tigress would gladly slam her lips into her lover's, sending spittle flyin as she suctioned her lips to Carmen's and alternated sucking and wild licking with her tongue, as her gloved hands fumbled awkwardly along Carmen's arms...

What were the rules, again?

Carmen was quickly seeing where a lot of the challenge came in with these hentai affairs. She’d always assumed they were more play than challenge, a sexfight with more emphasis on the sex than anything. She didn’t hate hentai wrestlers or anything, but she’d never seen the competitive aspect...until now. Until she had Lorenza, one of, if not the, hottest woman in her life, thrashing on top of her. Until she had that hot breath cascading over her, flavored with whatever spicy dish Lorenza had eaten last. Until she had those grey eyes looking over, dripping with hunger and lust.

God, Lorenza really did have the prettiest eyes.

They took Carmen’s breath away as her rival did the same with her lips, taking her with a wild kiss. Carmen wrapped her legs tight around Lorenza’s waist, scissoring her. In part, she was working away on the woman’s ribs, giving them a hard squeeze to exacerbate the damage, set her up for the fighting. But more than anything, she just wanted to feel as much as this woman as humanly possible. But she also wanted to win, and those two goals were necessarily exclusive…

Carmen gave Lorenza’s lip a sudden love bite, then uncoiled the scissors and planted her feet firm on the floor. With a wolf’s growl, she twisted hard to the side and tried to roll them over, looking to come out on top and take control. Once she had that, she’d moved on to phase 2 of her little plan. The more interesting part, as it turned out.

Lorenza was going to have real trouble stopping herself when this hentai round was over. She might very well have trouble remembering the rules of boxing, as engrossed as she was with Carmen right now, kissing those succulent, plump lips, staring into those gorgeous, alluring brown eyes, and feeling those perfect swarthy breasts squishing against her own (unfortunately, devastatingly, still clothed) chest.

As Lorenza sucked and slurped on Carmen's mouth, she would try to pin her gloved hands down against the canvas, using it as an aid as she sought to free her hands from their leather prisons. It took some doing—and it was certainly distracting, wonderfully distracting, when Carmen's legs came up, giving her midsection a squeeze, causing Lorenza to groan even as she reveled in all that heat radiating from Carmen's crotch spreading across her lower torso—but she would finally tear her hands free from those green gloves, just as Carmen rolled them over and took the top position, with devilishly delightful intent plain in those brown eyes.

"Oh, fuck...!" Lorenza would moan, but the grin on her face would show she was hardly displeased by Carmen's assumption of the dominant position. She would bring one hand up, sliding it along that shaved head, feeling that fuzzy layer of hair which was all that was left of Carmen's dark locks. As she tugged her lover's face down into hers for another liplock, her other hand would go for one of those exposed tits, grabbing it roughly, squeezing, kneading, pinching Carmen's nipple between her thumb and forefinger...

There was a moment. A single momen. Carmen wasn’t sure what it would mean to Lorenza, but it meant so much to her.

It was as they were rolling around, and she finally got on top, looking down at her foe beneath. Her hair, long and blue and shimmering, was spread out in every direction, creating a halo aroundher head. Those bright, vibrant of hers looked up with so much lust, so much wanting, as if no one else in the entire universe mattered. Oh, there were other feelings going, as their bodies ground against each other, seeking for dominance, the usual things that came whenever they were in the vicinity of each other. But this…

”You are so beautiful.”

The words slipped out before Carmen even knew it, and she had little time to ponder before her head was pulled down into a smothering embrace, merging her lips with Lorenza’s taking her, all of her, as much as she could handle. She not only accepted Lorenza’s grabbing of her breast, but turn enough to give her more access, opening herself up as she sucked away on that tongue she knew so well.

It was pure, raw bliss. And even as the seconds ticked away and she could hear the audience start to count down to the end of this hentai portion, she didn’t care. Every second with Lorenza was more than most women deserved.

If Lorenza hadn't noticed the moment herself, she could feel the energy coming off of Carmen, a warmth of spirit and soul that touched her on a profound level, deep in her heart. Carmen was not only one of the strongest women she had ever known, but she was a pure-hearted, loving, wonderful human being. When the swarthier woman spoke, Lorenza could not help but blush, her cheeks heating as she had to pause her kissing just to smile.

"Mmmmm..." she purred, as she wanted to say something in reply, but could not bear to let their lips part far enough to form the words. So she would speak with her body, sliding her tongue eagerly into Carmen's mouth, feeling her dear friend receive it eagerly, sucking on it, while her naked chest pressed into Lorenza's hand with equal enthusiasm, the Mexican woman gladly obliging with another firm squeeze and a light, playful twist of Carmen's nipple, trying to get it as hard as possible before moving to its twin and trying to do just the same to it, as well...

The audience was starting to count down, and Lorenza cursed the fact that they had more fighting to do. She wanted to scoop Carmen up and carry her backstage right now. Her womanhood yearned for Carmen, not just for amazing sex, but for the tender embraces and the important, meaningful looks.

All too soon, the count would end and the ref would step awkwardly forward, waving to both fighters to get their attention, calling for them to separate.

Carmen wanted nothing more than to lay on this floor for hours with Lorenza. That might’ve seemed excessive to some, and indeed it would be for most of her lovers - but not this one. There were so few people that Carmen clicked with as well as Lorenza. The could fuck. They could talk. They could cuddle. They could spar. They could fight.

Everything with this woman was pure bliss. One of her most cherished relationships.

But the rules were the rules. The had to pull away. Carmen savored one last, long kiss with her greatest lover, before obeying the referee’s orders and peeling off of her friend. ‘Peel’ was the right word, too. Carmen could hear the sticky sweat on their skin as they separated.

Her eyes never left Lorenza’s, not for a second, as she stood up and backed away towards the corner. Chest heaving, breath heavy, she readjusted her clothes and tried to take in as much oxygen as she could. Recovering between rounds was something she’d grown used to, but coming to it straight off of sex? No, that was a new beast to tame.

Concentrate. Gather strength. Focus. Switch modes. Fight the urge to embrace the amazing woman across from you and make love to her like she deserves. She did have one thing she needed to get out of her system, though.

”Hey, Lorenza!” Carmen called out. ”Winner gets to pick the positions tonight!”

Lorenza wished that the two of them spent much, much more time together than they did. They would have to make up for some of the time Carmen had spent winning championships—something Lorenza was incredibly proud of her for—and Lorenza spent back in Mexico trying to give back to her community and setting up a gym of her own.

That was something Lorenza was going to make her number one priority from now on: spending more time with her favorite woman in the world. No excuses. They may be forced apart right now by the rules of the match, but they would be coming back together soon enough. And cumming together, of course. But Lorenza had to get her mind off of sex and back onto beating Carmen up. It was tough, but she had spent years learning how to switch different parts of her brain on and off, and, after she adjusted her skimpy attire back into position, it became a little bit easier to think of Carmen as an opponent rather than as the best lover she had ever had.

Until Carmen called out across the ring, bringing a big smile to Lorenza's face, the longer-haired boxer giggling like a schoolgirl as she swung a glove tauntingly at Carmen! "That's okay for me, Carmen! But you better make it two nights with how hot you're making me, chica!"

Pheeeeeeeew. Carmen had to admit, she couldn’t fathom how hentai wrestlers did matches like this on a regular basis. The bout probably wasn’t even halfway done, but she was already starting to feel the fatigue, and in such a different way than she was used to her. The body and mind were complicated thing, and they were all receiving mixed signals at the moment - fight, fuck, fight, fuck. Lorenza’s taunting didn’t help, either, though Carmen couldn’t help but wave back and laugh along with her. There was just never a dull moment with the blue-haired woman, in and out of the ring.

God, she’d missed her.

Carmen sighed and shook her head, getting some lucidity. Focus on the fight. Eyes forward. Fists up. Clench tight.

She stood as the bell rang and moved forward, closing in with a quick hop. Not wanting to waste anymore time, she threw a jab and doubled up with it, pushing forward with both blows, trying to drive her rival back.

Lorenza was lucky she didn't cum during that second round, but she wasn't out of the woods when it came to that just yet. Even when she and Carmen were going at it in ostensibly serious fashion as professional boxers, Lorenza was still going to be admiring Carmen's form, enjoying her body in that skimpy attire, and she was not going to be able to cool down her arousal at all. Lorenza knew she was going to need that sexual release soon, but she just hoped it wouldn't be during these next three minutes of boxing—if only because that would be a bit of an embarrassing moment for the former world champion.

As the bell rang and she hopped forward, though, getting closer to Carmen again, feeling her incredible aura envelop her, she had to admit to herself that an orgasm with Carmen was not going to be a bad one no matter when it occurred.

Lorenza started off with a quick left jab, and Carmen evidently had a similar idea, as their fists passed by each other in mid-air, Lorenza getting rocked by Carmen's punch while she hoped hers did just as much damage to the Puerto Rican beauty. Carmen fired off a second in quick succession, though, forcing Lorenza to stagger back a couple of steps to shake it off and regroup. Feeling energized now, Lorenza would come in with another quick jab of her own, aimed high, before throwing a hard right hook at Carmen's chest!