Lorenza Saldano vs. Carmen Rodriguez - Mi Hermana y Yo

Carmen screamed as Lorenza’s legs tensed and crushed around her waist, capturing her waist in an iron vice. Or she tried to scream, anyway - in reality, there was only so much sound she could make like this, with her organs being compressed and her breath being driven clean out of her lungs. Her hands ran along Lorenza’s thigh, squeezing the muscle, trying to find some weakness, some area that wasn’t hard as steel, but coming up with nothing. So many people thought a boxer’s true strength laid in her arms, but that wasn’t even half of the truth - any boxer worth her salt had a pair of well-developed legs, and these were some of the best she’d ever come across. The legs of a world champion.

The kiss was too much. Lorenza pulled her in tight, and she couldn’t stop herself from melting in the embrace of her lover, as she felt the orgasm begin to work its way through her body, building to a heated climax. Her fevered humps turned into slow, steady grinds, as she tried to get the most out of the moment, and she murmured into Lorenza’s mouth with every kiss.

”Te deseo...te necesito…”

The falls were coming fast now, as things got hot and heavy between the two pugilists in the afterglow of their mutual knockout. Carmen was on top, but Lorenza's legs seemed to be controlling the speed of their fucking. Carmen kept on humping Lorenza, though the pace began to slow, as she focused on long, luscious contact as opposed to generating a rapid increase in friction.

Lorenza loved it. Pretty much everything Carmen did drove Lorenza crazy, of course. Whenever the two of them got together, it seemed like their bodies made magic, whether they were inflicting pain or pleasure on each other. As she felt the weight of her rival-lover's muscles pressing down upon her, Lorenza sighed into their liplock as Carmen purred at her.

"Mmmm...te amo, Carmen..." she whispered back, as she thrust her hips up, their crotches smacking together hotly again. She felt waves of warmth ripple through her body. Like Carmen, she wanted the most out of the moment. The sexual energy was reaching its peak as Lorenza wiggled her hips left and right as Carmen pressed down, making sure there was as much contact as possible as her toes curled and she let out a shriek...!

”Te amo, Carmen…”

Those words hit Carmen like a lightning bolt, like Lorenza had just cast a magic spell through her lips. She’d had many lovers over the past few years, many great women who whispered many sensual things into her ear, and she treasured all of them - she’d always had a distaste for partners who did nothing but grunt and moan when they fucked.

But that, those words, were the single hottest thing she’d ever heard during sex. It was a trite phrase, sure, but the way Lorenza spoke made the words mean so much more than they had to. It cut through the lust and made Carmen shudder, serving as the final push that her body needed to break the barrier.

Lorenza shrieked, and Carmen wasn’t far behind, arching her back as fire tore through her veins. Her scream came out, a long and withering noise, that faded as her body sank into her lover’s. She came down to rest her head beside Lorenza’s, pressing their chest together and breathing in tandem.

”You…” Carmen pressed her lips to Lorenza’s ear, giving it a light kiss, before she moved away. ”You meant that, didn’t you?”

At this point, the score of their match was the farthest thing from Lorenza's mind. She had focused in closely on the little things, like the rise and fall of Carmen's chest against her own, the smell of Carmen's sweaty skin, the slight rasping sound made by the rush of air into and out of Carmen's lungs. As Carmen laid still on top of her, Lorenza made no move to push her off or continue the second hentai round of the match, though they must have had some time left before they were supposed to start punching each other again.

Her toes curled when she felt that kiss on her ear, Lorenza cooing softly, wordlessly, in response to that action. When Carmen pulled away from her, even only slightly, Lorenza's body seemed to scream for Carmen's to return to that more intimate position. Still, as the afterglow was starting to fade, some of her usual sense began to creep back into Lorenza's mind, and she reined her body in, sitting up just slightly on her elbows as she met Carmen's gaze and gave her an uncharacteristically coquettish smile. "Don't believe everything you hear," Lorenza chided her playfully.

Then, she pushed herself a little further up, far enough to wrap her arms around Carmen's shoulders, capturing her and dragging her down onto her side. Unless Carmen resisted, Lorenza would try to roll on top as she gave Carmen's lips a long, lingering, moist kiss. "Except when I tell you that I love you," she added in a whisper. "That you can believe every time."

How many lovers had Carmen had, just since she’d come to the AFW? Half a dozen, at least. She’d had little bursts of relationships, flings, some more serious than others. Actual girlfriends, though they seemed to come and go, thanks to her own habit of letting good things get fucked up.

Through it all, though, Lorenza had been the one constant, the one woman who’d stayed as the common denominator. And now, as if she could forget, she was given a stark reminder why - this woman could make her melt in ways that no one else dared dream of.

She couldn’t resist as her rival embraced her and rolled them over, giving her wet kiss for added incentive that she certainly didn’t need. Heated words steamed up her ears, and as simple as they were, the unbridled lust coming from Lorenza was enough to make Carmen’s blood run. She arched her back, rolled her eyes, and let out hoarse, ragged moan, something that sounded too feral for the human body to produce.

After a moment, she sagged and lifted her head just enough to push her forehead against Lorenza, returning the whisper with one of her own and looking back up at the woman with dilated eyes. ”Let’s finish this up so we can go back to your place and fuck.”

Lorenza’s place was closer to the arena than hers, wasn’t it? Carmen was fairly sure.

It was so strange to think back to her former life before she had come to Japan, when Lorenza was a world champion and Carmen was a rival she had vanquished. Had a stiff test from this woman really made her rethink the whole trajectory of her life? Lorenza couldn't help but be embarrassed by the woman she was in her twenties. She had to thank her lucky stars that Carmen didn't hold it against her.

As the two of them lay together and Carmen unleashed that feral moan, Lorenza felt another pang of regret from the past: that she didn't rip Carmen's clothes off and fuck her good the first moment she laid eyes on her.

Carmen pushed her forehead against Lorenza's, and Lorenza pushed back, as if trying to shove Carmen's head back down onto the canvas. She let loose an almost vicious-sounding, erotic snarl, hot air puffing out of her nostrils and against Carmen's lower face. Carmen's words drove her wild, and her excitement was plastered all over her face. "Let's do it. Do we have time for another fuck in this round or—"

Before Lorenza could finish that question, the bell rang, and the second hentai round came to a close. She kept close to Carmen, though, resisting the call to get the gloves—and clothes—back on for just a few seconds more.

It was a little difficult to keep her face pressed against Lorenza’s like this, with the slickness making it slip to the side every time Carmen tried to push. Not that she wanted it any different way. This closeness, this heat, it was something she couldn’t get with any other woman but this, and she’d come to cherish it. It reminded her of that night at her apartment, where their friendly rivalry turned into one with substantially more beneficial. That was one of the best decisions of their lives, she was sure. No regrets.

It was tempting to stay like this all night - yes, the referee and the crowd and the AFW in general would’ve frowned on it, and it might’ve ruined the event itself, but those considerations were honestly not at the forefront of Carmen’s mind. All she wanted was this woman on top of her, all night.

But they weren’t going anywhere anytime soon. Tonight could be theirs. And tomorrow night. And the night after that. She rolled her shoulders, and brought her head up, just enough to give her rival a lick on the lips. ”Back to it, mi amour.”

Carmen waited for Lorenza to get up, then did the same, rising up on her wobbly, sex-stricken legs and fumbling to get her clothes and gloves back on. Once she was straight - in one manner of speaking - she returned to her corner and waited for the bell to ring once more, gripping the ropes on either side of the corner tight as she stared out at her opponent.

Sixty seconds had never felt longer.

Lorenza, in the year or two since she and Carmen first got together as something more than rivals, had always wondered how it had taken her so long to snatch up Carmen. It was clear that the two of them had a special connection, albeit one, it had seemed, of a different sort, all the way back when they first stepped into the ring together. Now, Lorenza couldn't imagine a world without this profound connection.

She kissed Carmen playfully as they disentangled themselves from each other, bodies sticky with sweat and other liquids making soft, wet noises as they pulled apart. "See you soon, mi amor," she purred in reply, before they parted, each back to her own corner to prepare for the third boxing round. Getting her mindset back on boxing was torturous, but Lorenza, so long a professional, was able to manage, as she yanked her skimpy attire back into place and pulled her gloves back on. But her eyes stayed on Carmen the whole time, admiring the rise and fall of her tits until she covered them up, then focusing on her face, the soft open and close of her lips as she panted and huffed.

Lorenza grinned as she hauled herself up erect onto her feet, hanging onto the ropes as the final seconds of the break ticked away. They had already knocked each other out once. Exhaustion was going to play a huge factor here. Finally, the bell rang, and Lorenza, sucking in a deep breath, put up her green gloves and moved for the center of the ring.

"Eres mía," she purred at Carmen as they approached and began to circle, before firing off a quick left jab at her lover's chin!

Carmen’s mind was racing in ways that it hadn’t since she was - God, high school, at least. With Lorenza, there was nothing but possibilities ahead. The things they could do tonight, the places they could go tomorrow, the jokes they could laugh about, the stories they could share. Lorenza Saldano was an easy woman to get addicted to, and after that little exchange, she found herself jonesing. Judging from the way the crowd was whooping it up, catcalls all around, she wasn’t the only one.

But Lorenza was hers. She was Lorenza’s. They were just seeing a fraction of what the two of them had, and that made it all the spicier.

She did her best to shake off all the horniness and return to something resembling a combat ready mind, as she prepared to re-engage, slipping back into her slick clothes as Lorenza did the same. All the while, she stared at Lorenza staring at her, keeping her arms wide so her lover could see every inch possible. The tigress was hungry, and she was of a mind to give her all she could possibly want...but they would both have to through a little hell before they made it to heaven.

Carmen came out of the corner with the bell, keeping her guard tight while she closed the distance. Fatigue was taking its toll and she had to be choosy with how she used her remaining reserves, waiting for Lorenza to kick things off instead of taking the offense. She managed to get her hand up in time to take a left jab and returned fire right away, pushing into Lorenza with her guard and only dropping it to throw a quick hook into her side at point-blank range.

Neither of them could look away from the other, eyes roaming bodies, still glistening with sweat and other fluids, still sizzling with the heat of that last round, only barely covered by hastily-reassembled attire. Lorenza grinned and purred, eager to engage with Carmen again, to punch and be punched, settle the winner of this match—and, perhaps, who would be on top tonight? Something to discuss afterward—and then get back to her place to make a try at the world record for most consecutive days spent in bed with a lover.

Lorenza opened up the renewed proceedings with a quick left jab, trying to lead off a combination, but Carmen anticipated the blow and managed to deflect it. She got in close, throwing her gloves into Lorenza's, the Mexican fighter grunting as her green gloves were pushed back close to her face, before she shoved back, the two, for an instant, engaging in what was almost a test of strength between the two of them in the middle of a boxing fight.

But Carmen dropped a glove an instant later, and drilled it from point-blank range into Lorenza's side. Even without a wind-up, her punch packed quite a wallop, and Lorenza let out a loud, throaty groan as the leather dug into her, forcing air out of her lungs. "Uuoogh..!" But, not to be outdone, Lorenza would drop one of her own gloves, firing off a quick, upward-slicing jab into Carmen's belly button, trying to dig her green glove as deep into her lover's abs as possible!