MY SON THE CHAMP

I gasped, when I saw the high kick hit Jeff in the face. As the blood and sweat flew through the air and I saw my baby boy go down a little part of me died. Not that I cared much if he won or lost his match as long as he didn't get hurt. As he started to crawl back up while the ref counted, I saw his coach throw in the towel. The match was over. His first shot at the title had ended and knowing Jeff, he wouldn't be in the best of moods for the next couple of weeks. Just like his father, Jeff was a good looking man. But his body was far better developed. For the last 6 years he had trained very hard to get to this point and that showed on his 6 ' 3 perfectly build body. His long dark hair contrasted with his deep blue eyes. And when he wasn't at the eve of a match he was a genuinely nice person. Unfortunately when he was in fight mode he was difficult to live with. As I watched how he was dragged to the locker room by his coach and one of his team mates, I could see that he was very angry. Jeff was the kind of boy that would give his all when he set his mind on something, and when people blocked him, he could be very unpleasant with them. But I know his coach knew that too, after all he had done more for my son since his father had died then I could ever do. Jeff's father was a cop, so when he was still alive he would lay down the law at home and I would be the good cop. After he was killed in action Jeff had known a dark period. Luckily the friends of my husband told me about Ronin Gym. Apparently his father had planned to sign him in for the Thai boxing lessons for his 12th birthday, since Jeff wasn't much of a team player as a kid. And I thought it would be good for him to have somewhere where he could blow off some steam. Soon I noticed a change in Jeff's character, and even if it turned out it was harder then his previous happier self, I was glad to see that the discipline and the training he was taught at the gym helped him to stay on the right path. And if I only needed to keep my mouth shut when I saw him covered in bruises, that was something I was willing to deal with. Just as I dealt with the past 3 months of his extreme training routine, now I also had to deal with the weeks of walking on eggshells around him. I had been sitting in the car for a while when I saw Jeff, his coach, and other members of their dojo walk out of the building. I noticed that Jeff limped a little and seemed somewhat unsteady on his legs, but that was to be expected. He had just fought a man who had defended his belt 15 times in a row, (now) putting several men in hospital in the process. As Jeff threw his bag in the back and slammed the door shut I knew I would better stay silent until we got home. As we arrived home Jeff stormed into the bathroom and let a bath run. Knowing he would be there for a while I started to prepare him some snacks. As I brought them up to the bathroom I couldn't help but (to) feel bad for him as I heard him gasp in pain as he lowered himself into the water. Knocking at the door I entered and gave him a little smile as I placed his meal next to him. Brushing a hand through his hair, I noticed how banged up my boy was really. “I am okay mom, looks worse then it is.” He said that looking aggravated about my emotions “I know” I said that knowing that he was still upset that he had lost and that his coach had stopped the fight before it was done. “Come and get me when you're done here. We'll have a glass of wine and I'll massage you.” I said to him with a caring smile. Normally I wouldn't condone under-age drinking but it was just a glass of red wine and after the spartan dedication he had showed for this match, I thought it couldn't really hurt. Walking to my room I started to undress. To try and cheer him up a little, I had put on an outfit of his team colours with a proud patch on it with my boy's nick name, “Trask” as I stood there in my undies I looked at myself in the mirror. At 37, I still had a very good body, thanks to the fact that I had spent many hours following Jeff during his training. My legs where fit, my abs were slightly visible, and my C-cup breast where still very firm. Standing 5 ' 7 I couldn't say that I lacked anything. But somehow my romantic life had been very quiet for the past 7 years. After putting on some simple shorts and a red tank top with Trask stitched to the back, I waited in the living room watching a compilation of Jeff's previous matches like I would always do after a fight. As I saw Jeff walk into the living room in his bathrobe I gave him a warm smile and started to pour him a glass of red wine. Handing it to him I pointed at the massage table I had bought for these kind of occasions. Seeing the tension in his face I just gently pushed him on the table. Taking off his robe I saw why he had been so upset. Even if his upper thigh and ribs had been bruised he wasn't as badly hurt as we first thought. But I knew that his coach had stopped the match before he got hurt too bad, knowing that he wasn't ready for that fight. As I saw a black bruise disappeared under the back of his boxers. “Ah that's why you limped earlier. I was scared it was something like your knee.” I had expected an answer in the line, Yes I really got my ass kicked. But as Jeff remained silent I figured that he was still too upset. Taking the massage oil I started to massage his back and shoulders. I slowly felt the tension leave him. And when I started on the back of his legs I was glad to feel that nothing seemed to be damaged more then reasonable. When I turned him around I was surprised to hear his voice. “Do you mind if I take a second glass?” He asked that pouring himself a way bigger glass then I had served him first. But afraid of having him shut down again I just nodded as I started to massage his chest and perfect abs. As my hands rubbed that perfect chest I let my mind race at the thoughts of finding myself with a man with this kind of body. Then feeling a little guilty that I was thinking these thoughts about my own son, I helped him to sit up as I was going to start to rub down his legs. As I squatted between his legs I saw him pour the rest of the bottle in his glass. Looking at the sad glint in his face, I decided again to let it slide and started to knead his upper thighs. His upper right leg was okay, but I could feel that the low kicks he had taken on his left leg had done a lot of damage to his muscle. So I soon used both hands on it. When I felt his muscle finally give in I smiled and looked up at him, as I heard him moan in relief. But as my eyes moved up his body to look at his face it stalled on his boxers which where stretched to the max around a huge erection. When he felt my hand freeze and maybe heard me gasp for air, he looked down at me and jumped away. “Oh geez mom I am sorry I don't know what…” He stumbled on his words. But regaining control I reassured him with a warm smile. “It's okay Jeff, just shows me that you are relaxed.” Patting his spot on the table, I knew that it was probably the combination of the wine and the massage that were to blame for this very awkward situation. Also knowing that he had broken up with his girlfriend over four months ago, I thought it wasn't that bad. “You have nothing to be ashamed off Jeff.” I said when I saw a hint of his cocky smile, I smiled back. I knew he had taken my response in a different way then I had intended, but to be honest, he really had nothing to be ashamed. As I continued to massage his leg I could feel his gaze on me so I focused on his leg trying not to gaze at the hardest and biggest cock that I had ever seen, staring me in the face. But as I looked up again I could see it had grown so hard that the head was peeking out of his boxers, stretching the material over his shaft. Blushing I looked up at him. “If it's too uncomfortable like that I don't mind if you take off your boxers.” After all, he was my son and even if I had never seen him hard, I had cared for him naked for years. As I saw the relief in his eyes, but seemed still reluctant to do it, I hooked my fingers in his boxers and pulled them down. As his cock was freed by the boxers, it sprang right up slapping me in the face. As the hard hot skin slapped against my face and lips I felt my blood rush, my nipples getting hard, but as I realised it was my son's cock I gave a little shocked gasp and pulled away. Seeing that Jeff was again getting embarrassed I spoke up fast without thinking. “It's okay Jeff, its my fault. I misjudged its size.” Giggling a little as my hands started to rub his leg again. Unfortunately, his cock was now full in my face, and I could feel my mind wander over what I would like that cock to do to me if it wasn't attached to my son's body. As I felt his leg doing well, I noticed how his cock was trimmed neatly and his balls shaven, but very quickly I cursed myself for those thoughts and ended the massage. Giving him a kiss on the forehead I told him I was going to bed and hurried upstairs. Getting in my room I started to undress but as I lay naked in my bed, my fingers moved towards my pussy. I realized that it would be wrong to do something like that thinking about my own son, and took sleeping pills to help me fall asleep. I woke up early, my body yearning for some relief. I caressed my tight tummy with one hand I let my right hand slip between my legs. Slowly I caressed my inner thighs with my fingertips, I started to let my mind wander towards a huge cock taking me hard. My finger started to rub on my very sensitive clit as I started to imagine a strong body attached to it. Imagining that cock in my lonely pussy and my hands on those strong abs I start to feel a powerful orgasm building up as I suddenly saw the face of the man fucking me… my own son. Jumping out of my bed horrified about my thoughts I jump into a cold shower. Feeling my blood cool down I decide that tonight I should go out. After all, if I am so horny that I think such thoughts about my baby boy, I really am in need of a good fuck. After my shower I start to get dressed. Still feeling a little frisky I decide to wear a sexy bra with the matching thong under a light little summer dress. Walking down to the living room I am surprised to find Jeff sleeping on the couch. As I walked towards him, I noticed that his robe was open, and just as the previous night he was rock hard. But somehow I was frozen on my feet. Seeing that perfect cock stirred my blood again. Feeling my erect nipples push through the fabric and my pussy tingling I felt the horniness I had showered away wash right back over me. But not letting my weakness control, me I moved towards Jeff and reached for his robe to cover him up before I woke him. But just as I went to grab it, Jeff stirred, and my hand closed around the thick hot shaft of my son's cock. “Mom?” I heard his voice reach me as I was still holding his hard cock, staring at it. When I realized what was happening, I let go and jumped back. “Oh my God Jeff I was trying to close your robe but you moved.” I say breathing hard and feeling a terrible blush raise from my chest to my face. But as I looked at Jeff I could see he was more amazed by my embarrassment then by anything else. Sitting up he adjusted his robe and smiled at me. “It's okay mom, and it isn't as if it's the first time.” I smile shyly at him and try to focus. “Do you want breakfast, honey?” I ask desperate to move. But as he tried to stand up he fell back down onto the couch and grabbed his leg groaning. As my maternal instincts took over I fell to my knees worried about him. “Are you okay, honey?” I asked. “Yeah, I am okay mom, just a little cramp.” He sounded brave but I knew that he must be in pain before showing this amount of pain. So before I could think about it, my hands reached under his robe and I started to rub his leg. Seeing his head fall back on the headrest I can't help but notice that his robe fell again over revealing his huge cock to me (again). But not wanting my boy to be in pain, I continued to rub his leg pushing the thoughts of that cock out of my mind. “A bit higher please.” Only to happy to help out, I moved my hands a bit higher, knowing that since he wasn't one to complain he must have been in a lot of pain right now. But as my fingertips brushed against his smooth balls I felt my face get flushed, but not seeing any reaction, I guessed he just didn't notice. “So what are your plans for today honey?” I asked as I found the knob in his upper leg, as I started to rub it I couldn't help but brush the side of my hand against his shaft and over his balls a little. “Just like coach said that resting all day and tonight I thought we could soak in the jacuzzi a little with a movie?” Pausing the massage, not immediately noticing my palm is resting on his balls but not wanting to draw attention to it I left it there. “Well I was planning to go out tonight.” I said a bit flustered. Then, rubbing his leg again, I saw his eyes lower in defeat. Not being able to resist that look, I went to sit next to him and gave him a big hug. “Well if it makes you happy I guess I can go out another time.” As I said this Jeff turned to hug me back. Happy that I had cheered him up I had to suppress a gasp as I felt his huge warm cock against my thighs, but worst of all was that it turned me on. As his strong arms embraced me and pulled me closer I felt his thick shaft move up and press itself between him and my tummy. “Thank you mom, means a lot to me.” As he let go of me and stood up, placing his huge cock at eye level, I tried to get up to not have to look at it. But as he turned away his cock batted me right in the lips. “Oops, sorry mom, but really third time will cost you.” As he said that I just didn't know what saying that my mind was telling me that this was totally wrong, that I should say something about it, yet my body yearned to feel that cock against me. What was wrong with me. The whole day I kept myself busy cleaning the house, trying not to think about what happened this morning. But as the evening came near I wondered how I would keep from what I had promised. I couldn't spend the night in the jacuzzi with my son in this state. But on the other hand, if I changed my mind now, I would disappoint Jeff and since he had been my only support after his father died I couldn't leave him alone in this time. “Mom are you coming down? The water is hot already.” As Jeff's voice rang through the house I couldn't find any good reason to get out of this so I answered, “Yes coming honey.” Opening my drawer with my swim suits I started to go through them. But every thing I have seemed too sexy for tonight. But then I thought that if I took one of my old one pieces Jeff would know something was bothering me since I would always wear a bikini in the tub. Then picking the newest one I had bought I went downstairs in my robe towards the jacuzzi. As I got to the big mirror in the hallway I stopped and opened my robe to check myself out. As I saw myself standing there in my black with gold design bikini, I wondered why I had picked the bikini that I thought made me look so hot in the store. The girl selling it to me had complimented that the top perfectly hugged my breasts showing them off, and that with my tight little tummy and that the bottom only covered half my ass showed off my athletic legs. “I am here mom.” I heard Jeff's voice call me from the sun house where our jacuzzi was. As I walked, I could see that Jeff had made some effort to set a mood. Scented candles where lit all over the room, the lights where dimmed and he had already started the plasma tv and set the movie ready to go. As I walked in Jeff smiled at me. As I took in the sight of his muscular torso in the water, my mind told me to move away. But my body took over as deep inside of me I didn't want to let my boy alone while he felt down from losing his match. So slowly taking off my robe I started to walk up the stairs leadingto the Jacuzzi. Feeling Jeff's eyes on me I blushed a little. But no, my son isn't that kind of boy, I thought to myself and I continued to make my way next to him in the tub. As he placed his strong arm over my shoulder he pressed play on the dvd. I placed my head on his shoulder and relaxed as we started to get into the movie. As the movie started I felt Jeff pull me closer between his legs. Then placing his strong hands on my shoulders he starts to massage me. Placing his lips next to my ear he whispered: “I'll take care of you for a change.” Welcoming the massage I pushed myself against his strong chest. Resting my head under his chin, I placed my hands on his thighs and started to rub them too while we watched the movie he had picked out. It was an action movie filled with strong fighters and sexy girls, and had more then its share of sensual scenes. Then as he bent towards my ear again I felt his warm breath on my neck. “here have a glass of wine.” He said as he offered me a glass of my favourite wine, taking it I thanked him. “you know what I like the most about your massages?” Removing his hands from my shoulders he slowly caressed my sides, then placing his hands on my tight tummy he slowly pulled me closer to him and started to slowly but firmly massage my abs. Moaning as I pushed myself harder against him I give out a girlish giggle. “That feels so good.” I said as I tried to stop the sexual tension inside of me but as the movie became even more sensual, I felt Jeff's cock grow in my back. I found it hard to keep control. Before losing it I stood up and tried to make my way out of the tub. But before I could get up all the way I felt two strong hands on my hips pulling me back down against that strong body and cock. “Don't leave, its my turn now.” As his sweet smile melted my resolve, I smiled warmly at him. Switching places with him I started rubbing his abs. As his hands rested on my thighs and started massaging my legs, I felt butterflies in my stomach. Closing my eyes for a second I hated myself for enjoying this, but as I felt my hand rub against the lower abs and the waistband of his shorts my mind immediately started to think about how that big warm cock felt in my hands. But even as I told myself that this was right, I felt Jeff breath in deeply just as I pressed my fingers into his lower abs. As my fingers slipped slower I felt his cock pop out of his shorts. Resting on my two thumbs I froze. But as Jeff didn't move I slowly started to pull my hands back up. As I started to massage his pecs and upper abs I felt Jeff pulling down his pants, not liking this I let go off him. “What are you doing honey?” I asked him, my voice clearly showing my distress. “Just getting more comfortable.” He said casually, then taking my hands he placed them just on his lower abs. After a second of indecision I started to massage it again, not wanting to make a big deal out of this. But as I felt my own hands dropping lower and lower, his cock occasionally rubbed over my hands I started to feel very bad. But as I let go of him I felt his big hands cup mine and bring them back to him. But instead of putting them on his abs, he placed them on his cock. Gasping I tried to say something but, my body wouldn't respond and just kept hold of that magnificent cock, instead I just held on to it as if my life depended on it. Then Jeff started moving my hands in an up and down motion for a second and let go of my hands. To my horror, my hands tightened their grip and continued to jerk off that cock. But as Jeff shifted to be more comfortable I was able to regain control. Jumping out of the Jacuzzi I ran to the house, but as I got into the kitchen I felt the strong hands of Jeff grabbing my arm and turned me around. Pulling me in a hug I felt my body pressed against his strong muscular body and felt his cock burn against my naked tummy. As he stroked my hair with one hand he spoke softly into my ear: “It's okay mom. You feel lonely since dad died. You are a woman, and you have needs. You always cared for mine, now let me take care of yours.” With that he pushed my arms between our bodies and my hands fell on his cock. Grabing it for support I could feel him smiling at me. “This is wrong Jeff I can't.” Taking a step back from me, holding me by my shoulders he stepped away. I felt a chill go through my body, but as I looked at his face I noticed a smile on his lips. As he had stepped back, I hadn't let go of his cock. “No, this is wrong Jeff. I can't do that.” I said afraid to lose control of myself. I let go of his cock but I couldn't move back. “This is wrong, I shouldn't be using my son for this.” I say, begging for him to not make this harder on me. “Okay mom, it's okay. Then what about helping me with my frustration then and not enjoying it?” As his words reached me I saw a way out of this “You know that I would do anything for you honey.” Seeing his grin I now saw that I misunderstood his intention. But I didn't know how to get out of this. “Well mom I haven't touched myself since I started the special training, and maybe you can help me out with it.” Looking at him shocked me. My jaw dropped at this bold request. “No Jeff, I can't have sex with my own son.” “That's okay mom, you don't have to have sex with me, but you could help me out a little.” Relieved that he wouldn't push it so far I sighed. Then looking at him I was intrigued with what he had in mind. “Well mom I always thought you where beautiful, and it would help me to get rid of my frustration if you could show me that sexy body of yours while I take care of my wood.” Smiling shyly at his blush I lowered my gaze, but his cock froze my gaze on it. “I can't jerk you off son that's wrong.” “Well what about if I do the jerking and you just talk to me and show off that great body?” Looking up again, I started to think that wasn't so bad. “So I don't need to jerk you off? Just look at you?” “Yes just be there, say how much you love me, how you think my cock is big. Things like that.” I gave Jeff a big loving hug and a kiss on the cheek and then walked of towards the living room. As I heard him behind me I undid my top and let it drop to the floor. Taking a seat on the coffee table I smiled at Jeff as he took a seat in the couch in front of me. He jerked his cock as his eyes were glued to my breasts and tummy. “Oh mom, you are so beautiful, show me that body.” As he said that I felt a tingle in my tummy, so slowly I hooked my fingers in my bikini pants and slowly peeled them off, revealing a nicely trimmed pussy for the first time in 7 years to a man. Turning around, I showed off my ass and I saw that Jeff was getting up from the couch and looked down on me as he jerked his huge cock for me. As I looked at him in the screen of the tv our gaze locked and he gave me a little wink. “Turn around mom, I want to see your face” he said. I turned around I couldn't help but look at his hand pumping on that huge cock. As I felt my pussy getting wet I slowly started to caress my pussy lips as I licked my lips. “Your cock is so big son. Way bigger then any man I have ever seen.” “Oh mom, you make me so horny. I want you on your knees in front of me.” Smiling at the fact that his father used to love that too, I got off the table and kneeled in front of him. Aligning my face just under his cock, I looked at him beating off. Then, to be able to stay there more comfortably, I placed my hands on his legs. “Hmmm mom yes, you're so hot, I want you to massage my abs again.” Licking my lips again I moved my hands up his legs towards his abs, massaging his lower abs. Then getting a little more bold and wanting him to enjoy it to the limits of what I am willing to do, I lowered my hands, massaging him right above the base of his shaft as my thumbs closed around his balls. “Oh yes mom, that's it.” He moaned as he let go of his cock, throwing his hands behind his neck showing off his muscular body. He started to hump my hands which weren't touching his cock. But, as he did this, his cock slapped my face and I pulled back a little shocked about how aroused that made me. “Mom can you please not move your face?” Before I knew what to say I felt my face rise towards his cock, as he started to let it slap my face, I dropped one of my hands to his balls while my other hand started to rub my clit. Just as I moaned and licked my lips, the tip of Jeff's cock slammed on it, leaving some pre cum on my tongue. As I brought my tongue back in while his cock kept hitting my face, I tasted the salty goodness bringing a lot of memories back to my body. “Your cock tastes so good my son” I said not able to hold back at giving his cock little kisses as it hit my lips. Seeing that Jeff's hand took over his cock aiming it at my lips on every hit. I tried to hold back but he grabbed my hair. He smiled at me. “Come on mom, you know you like this, just open your mouth a little.” Not sure what to do I let my lips do what they wanted, parting my lips a little. I darted out my tongue to taste his cock even more. “I want to hear you beg for my cock mom, tell me what you would like me to do to you with it.” Knowing full well what Jeff was doing I knew that if I did this there would be no turning back, so I bit my lips to not say anything. Grabbing a fistful of hair, I felt him slam his cock harder against my face before pulling away. As I saw that big throbbing cock getting away from me I felt desperate. “No…” I whispered softly. “Tell me mom.” As I sensed the dominant tone in his voice it switched something inside me. Pushing my chest forward I looked at him in the eyes. “I want you to take me with that cock and show me you are the man of the house.” I said as I pinched my clit, moaning slightly. “And?” He asked that grinning now. “I want you to make me your little slut.” I said blushing as the words left my lips, but with no time to ponder on it I felt the tip of Jeff's cock already pressing against my lips. Slowly I opened my mouth, knowing how wrong this was, but only thinking about how good it felt to feel this huge cock slowly slide through my lips, over my tongue to finally poke my throat that had been empty for so long. As his cock stopped for a second at the end my throat, I moaned on it sending shivers down my spine. As he let go off my hair I grabbed him by his ass and started to impale myself on that huge cock, moaning as I ground my pussy in my panties. Then as I felt his cock grow in my mouth I knew it was about to explode. Hearing him grunt I readied myself to swallow his almost 4 months of delayed spunk. But just as I felt the first jets hit the back of my throat he pulled out of my mouth shooting the rest of his huge load onto my face. Spurt after spurt of cum covered my face as I licked my lips enjoying the taste of my boy. “Hmmm that's a good little slut.” Turning me on even more about this I felt him grab me by the hair again, and dragged me off to the hallway taking one of the sitting pillows with him. Stopping in front of the huge mirror in the hallway he dropped the mini couch in front of it and turned my face to the mirror. “I saw you check yourself out here before joining me, slut.” Slapping his still hard cock against my face he pushed me over the pillow and kneeled behind me, as he pulled my face up to see myself in the mirror, covered in cum with my son behind me holding me by the hair he started to pull down my panties with his free hand. “Look at you, you little slut. Covered in the cum of your son.” I moaned as I felt the hot head of my son's cock press against my pussy lips. But I was surprised that he didn't slam it. Instead I felt it leave my pussy lips again and a sharp slap landed on my ass. Knowing what he wanted I looked at him in the mirror. “Take me as your little whore Jeff, make me your slut.” As I finished this I felt his huge cock just slam right into my tight pussy for the first time. My first cock in seven years. Screaming hard I saw him enjoying the feeling of my pussy around his cock. “Mom you are so tight.” “Oh Jeff, just fuck me like a little bitch.” I screamed as I pushed my ass towards his hips. Looking at him in the mirror I saw his muscles flex as he slammed me hard in the pussy as he slapped me. Feeling his hand rest on my ass, I then felt his thumb push through my virgin ass. “That's it son, I want that huge cock of yours in there. Fuck me like an anal whore.” I felt his cock leave my pussy. I buried my face in the pillow as I raised my ass up high. Feeling his cock head against it I felt my head being pulled up again. “I want you to see the expression on your face when I make you my slut.” I moaned trying to push my ass against his cock. “Tell me who are you mom.” “I am your little cockslut.” I said I felt his cock tear through my ass. Burning sensations mixing with pleasure. Moaning like a little bitch I started orgasming under my son. As my ass contracted around his shaft, I felt his cock twitch, and then the hot creamy sperm covering the inside of my ass. Groaning one last time, I felt Jeff bend over to lay down on me, feeling his strong body over mine I wriggled my ass a little. Then as I felt his hard cock slowly shrink out of me, I pouted in the mirror. Smiling he said: “Don't worry mom, now that you are my little slut, there is no way you won't get seconds.” Two months had passed since the night I lost myself to my son. When I had woken up in his strong arms the next morning, I couldn't understand why I had let this happen. Maybe it was because I hadn't made love for over seven years, nevertheless, I felt horrible about it and when Jeff tried to have his way with me again, I explained that it was the first and last time that something like this would happen. At first Jeff still tried to force my hand a little but very soon he noticed that it just wouldn't happen and pushed his manly desires for me to the back of his mind; even if he now walked around naked more often then he used. As for me, I tried to forget that it had ever happened and started to go out more. Unfortunately in the middle of the night after a brief sexual encounter my pussy couldn't help but remember my son's cock and how he had filled it with energy while the men that I slept with until now just couldn't. “Mom could you pick me up after practise please? We have endurance training tonight.” “Sure honey no problem. I'll pick you up at 10pm” As Jeff took his bag to leave for school I sighed for him. After a tiring day at college he would spend three hours at the gym, and the last time I had seen an endurance training, I had been sore from just watching them. As this was Jeff's first week back at training, I knew he wasn't looking forward to it. So to make sure I got my boy in a good mood tonight when he got home I made sure that the massage table was ready and that I had his favourite snacks ready before going to pick him up. At 10pm I was in the gym to see the whole group salute their sensei, and applaud themselves for a practise well done. They all seemed tired as dogs and most didn't really hurry to the locker room. As I spotted Jeff, I saw him following his coach to his office with two men that I hadn't seen before. So knowing this could take a while I took a seat on a bench that was there for the fans. A young blond girl who couldn't be over 18 years old walked up to me to pick up her bag. Taking off her sweater, she revealed a very athletic upper body with a well filled D-cup, I thought that with her cute face and a body like that guys would drool all over her. As she turned to go to the locker room I noticed a big bruise right on her left kidney. “That looks painful, make sure to put ointment on that honey.” Turning around she shot me a little smile but her eyes remained cold. “Yeah some idiot taught those guys the Donkey Punch” “Donkey punch? Never heard of that one, but be sure to block it next time sweets” Her smile turned colder. “You should ask Jeff, he is an expert at that one.” At her tone of voice I could hear that she disliked Jeff so I guessed he was probably responsible for that bruise. Normally I would be upset thinking that Jeff would hit a girl, but then again, this was a mixed Dojo and you didn't get stronger without a couple of bruises. God knows how many times Jeff had come home covered in them in the past 6 years. Just after seeing the two men I didn't recognize leave, the door of the Coach's office flew open and I saw Jeff bursting out of it with surprising speed. After a hellish training, knowing my little boy all too well I rushed to the office to apologise for his behaviour; knowing he must have been rude to his sensei. As I got, the old man kindly pointed out a seat at his desk and calmly sat down in front of me. “Do not worry Mel, I know Jeff well enough to know he didn't mean what he said and to be honest at his age I would have reacted the same way, I'm afraid.” As I watched Jeff's coach I admired him. He was in his late 60 ' s but he still could keep up with the training of young boy's like Jeff who had two heads over him and were at least twice his weight. If I hadn't seen him topless once during a practice in the summer I wouldn't have believed that this little man could be muscular. Sometimes he just made me think about Yoda with his ever-lasting Zen attitude, but still strong enough to beat the crap out of most kids in the Dojo when needed. “Yes but what exactly happened? Were those men here to tell him that he wouldn't get another fight this year? I know he worried about that in the past two months.” Knowing that even if I would be relieved that my baby boy wouldn't have to fight anymore I knew that Jeff would be devastated about having to stop on a loss. “No quite the contrary, those men where here to offer him his rematch against the Champ. Unfortunately I had to tell them we would think about it, and told Jeff it wouldn't happen this year.” A bit confused about why his coach who always bragged to me that he would turn him into a world class fighter had suddenly changed his mind, I asked him why. “But he almost won last time, you even said that you wouldn't be surprised if they turned down every single offer you gave them for a rematch? So why refuse it when they offer it?” “You see Mel, when a fighter loses for the first time his confidence and his drive gets broken. Happens to all of us. So after a loss you take a break, then fight some easy battles to boost your ego again and only then, when your anger of losing has stirred long enough, you challenge the top again. They know that if they give it time Jeff will be ready for a rematch and they will lose the belt, so instead of waiting they want to finish him off right away. Also Jeff doesn't have it in him to recover in 4 months. The last thing that will benefit him is two losses against the same man one after the other.” Even if I knew that his sensei knew a lot more then me about fighting, somewhere deep in me, I knew that this was Jeff's big chance and that if he spoiled this, he would turn bad again. So looking at his Coach, I said as calmly as possible what I had in mind: “What If you tell those guys that Jeff will fight. You make Jeff train as hard as he can and if before the fight you think he isn't fit to fight the champ, you just forfeit saying he pulled something in practice?” His deep blue eyes looked at me as he pondered upon the matter. For a second I thought he would agree with me but then he shook his head. “Even though that is smart thinking of you, it is against Ronin Gym policy to do this. The honour of the whole Gym is at stake with every match we fight, and I can't just spit on that. Jeff is a strong fighter, he will get other chances.” He looked honestly disappointed that he had to turn it down. Not willing to let this go, I used my most feminine weapons against the old man hoping that he wouldn't be able to turn me down. So looking at him sensually and leaning forward a bit, I said: “They don't respect the honour of this Gym by forcing him to fight when he isn't ready. So couldn't you close your eyes on this and do me this favour? I know that Jeff will be ready.” Standing up from his seat he came over to the other side of the desk and took a seat right in front of me. Leaning on the desk he placed a strong hand on my shoulder and looked at me with a paternal look that made me feel secure. “You really love your son don't you.” “Off course I would give anything for his happiness.” “Well then I will grant you this favour, if you will grant me just a small one in return.” Smiling broadly from ear to ear, happy that I would be able to tell Jeff that he had his rematch after all. And as the coach's tone of voice had been as calm and kind as ever I just nodded. “Yeah sure what can I do for you?” Smiling down at me he said: “Well Mel, I've always admired that for a woman of your age you are still very fit. Keeping up with your son's training and all” Smiling at the compliment I thought that maybe he would ask me to help with the training of the girls since I often assisted him with Jeff's training. “And I always wanted to fuck the hell out of those tits of yours, so if you want Jeff to fight and make me forget about the honour of my Dojo, well then just corrupt me.” He said as calmly as ever with the same kindness when he had told me six years ago he would get Jeff back on track. Dumbstruck, not really know what to do, but seeing him now openly eyeing my breasts I knew that it would be the only way to give Jeff a chance to have his revenge. “Okay where do you want me?” I said looking down, blushing slightly at this awkward situation. “Ah, good little girl. Well, let me first see that body of yours and see if that can rise my old cock on it's own.” He said that pushing his shirt over his head while staying seated on his desk. As for me, I slowly stood up and started to unbutton my blouse to reveal my tight tummy and chest he fantasised so much about, in a simple black lace bra. Seeing him lick his lips I knew that I must be the best looking woman he had seen in years, somehow that thought made me smile. Turning around I slowly unzipped the side of my skirt as I pushed it down and stepped out of it, still facing the door I bent over deeply before slowly removing my black lace boxer, wiggling my ass a little at him. “Hmmm what a nice ass you have there.” I heard him say just before feeling a sharp slap landing on my right ass cheek. Gasping I pushed my ass against him to keep it safe from his spanking. As I ground a little against him, I could feel his cock getting half hard already. Getting back up, I felt his hands opening my bra and pushing the straps off my shoulders. As my bra touched the ground, I pressed my back against him and taking his hands I placed them on my breasts as I kept using my ass to get him fully hard. “Why don't you take your seat back.” He whispered, as he skilfully made my nipples erect under his strong hands while nibbling on my earlobe. As I broke away from his caresses, I saw that his cock was making a tent in his training pants, so slowly, I pulled them down, revealing a little 6 inch cock. “Why don't you play with yourself while I have fun with your breasts love, after all it would be a shame if you didn't enjoy yourself.” It wasn't his words that made my hands fall into my lap and my fingers start to caress the softness of my now moist lips, but his tone of voice. Somewhere deep inside of me I felt like giving myself over to that calm but dominating voice. As I pushed two fingers in my now wet pussy and used my other hand to pinch my clit, I once again felt his strong hands on my breasts, slowly massaging them, playing with my nipples, and sending shivers down my spine. “Mmmmm six years I've been waiting for this, now why don't you ask me nicely?” Again more affected by the authority in his voice than by his actual words, I looked straight at him and between moans, I asked… no begged him: “Please Sensei, please fuck my breasts.” “Good little slut!” As he said this, he placed his smallish cock in my cleavage and slowly pushed my breasts over it as he started to use my breasts to massage his manhood. “Be a good little whore and spit in that cleavage.” Normally, I would be offended by this kind of language, but the way he said it, just made me look down to that cock between my breasts. Then, as sensual as I could, not trying to be trashy, I collected my saliva and spat in the space between my breasts. Wrapping my breasts around his cock again he started humping them for a few seconds before stopping. “That won't do, on the desk with that slutty ass of yours.” With a firm but still gentle hand he pulled me up and made me lie back on his desk. As my head dropped over the far edge of the desk I could feel his hands on my legs. “I know a better way to lubricate a cock.” With one hand on my pelvis, his thumb rubbed my sensitive clit. He slowly started to push the head of his cock into my soaking pussy. Moaning with pleasure at his touch, I had to suppress a giggle at the thought that such a small cock was taking such good care of me. But, as previously said that it wasn't my pussy he was interested. After a couple of minutes of stroking his cock in and out of my pussy, he pulled out and moved across the desk and placed his cock just in front of my face. “Why don't you give it a couple of licks and taste yourself, you little cunt.” “Yes, Sensei.” I said that as I darted my tongue over his shaft, tasting myself. Then, as he spat in my cleavage he placed a leg around each side of my head and started to fuck my breasts with the energy of a teenager. As I could feel his cock pound against my breasts I started to finger myself again, feeling closer to a real orgasm then ever, since the night I had with my boy. Then, not knowing why, I poked out my tongue and started to lick the hairless ass of my son's Coach. “Mmmmm that's it you little bitch, just like that.” Just as the first wave of my orgasm washed over my entire body, I felt his strong hand grip me by the neck and pull me off the desk. Pushing my on my knees, my face pulled towards him. I saw his cock starting to spew out cum. Never in my life had I seen a man shoot such a huge load. As the first three spurts covered half of my face, the rest was aimed at my breasts, tummy, and pussy as he jerked his cock off till the last few drops. Then as my own orgasm died out, I felt his cock against my lips, and I swallowed his full length, cleaning his balls from the last of his cum. “I think we should meet more often Mel.” He said that as he pulled out and offered me a towel to clean up. As I walked out of the office, slightly blushing at what I had done, I could see that everyone was outside already. As I walked towards the car, I could see Jeff leaning against his side, his face set on stormy weather. “About fucking time.” Just as I was about to answer, not too happy about his attitude after all I had done to get him his match, I heard the door of the Dojo open up. “Yo Trask, special menu till the match. Thank your mother.” Looking over at Jeff's face I could first see that he was confused, then as it slowly reached him that his coach had used his ring name and mentioned special training, his face lit up like a child on Christmas morning. Getting in the car I could see that he was feeling on top of the world again. “Now Jeff, since your exams are in three weeks you are expected to pass them. If you fail your year, you don't get your fight in 4 months.” But I knew I would have to remind him again tomorrow as his mind was elsewhere. Taking out his cellphone, he quickly dialled a number he seemed to know very well. After a few rings the person answered: “Hey are you free tonight?” pause “I start special training for my rematch tomorrow morning…” I could here some stress in Jeff's voice. “Common you know I didn't mean to hit you that hard.” Another pause, I got an inkling that he was talking to that girl I had spoken to the Dojo, and it seemed she still held a grudge. “Fine, I'll find someone else.” With that he hung up the phone and stared out of the window for the rest of the ride home. As we got home, he headed for the shower as I started to heat up the food. I then also rushed to my bathroom to refresh myself and put on a light nightie and a silk robe, coming back down, I placed the snacks on a plate and waited for Jeff to come down. “How did you get the sensei to change his mind?” As his voice boomed right behind me, I gasped and nearly choked on a piece of chocolate that I was eating. Regaining my composer, I took a deep breath and turned to him. “I said that if he was afraid to let you fight, he should let you train for it, and if he thinks that the day of the fight you aren't ready to face the Champ, he'll forfeit the match saying you pulled something at practice.” Jeff looked at me very seriously as if he could see that I wasn't telling the whole truth. “And he agreed with that?” “Off course he did, because I promised him that you would be ready to take on that guy this time. And that since they were so cowardly to rush the rematch, he shouldn't hesitate to pull you out if he thinks its not a good time to fight.” Jeff just shrugged his shoulders then and dug into the snacks I had heated up for him, knowing it was the last unhealthy food he would get until his match was done. Then hearing the mail alert on his pc he sighed. “Well that's the special menu for the coming months, better go check it.” Now even if he loved training, the special training had always been something that he didn't enjoy as it pushed him to his limits, but usually he would wait to open up the mail until he woke up the next morning. So as he turned around, I grabbed his hand, knowing like only a mother could know that something was wrong. “What's the matter honey? Isn't that something for when you wake up.” “Well except if you are willing to do me a big favour there's no point in waiting.” He said in a very cold voice. Now keeping in mind what had been a little favour earlier, I was reluctant to know what a big favour would be, but not being able to see my son this upset I asked anyway, knowing full well that it was more then I would like to do. “Well special menu is, as you know, no sexual activity for all that time, and I thought that maybe after a good upper thigh massage…” He looked at me trying to size up how far I would let him go. Then seeing that cunning glint in his eyes I stopped breathing, fearing he would ask me to fuck him again. “You could pull out that vibrator I've been hearing so often lately and give me a little show while I take care of myself.” As I heard his request I felt relief that he hadn't asked for more, and shame that he had heard my newest purchase at the same time. Biting my lips as I hesitated for a second, then I took my son in my arms and gave him a big loving hug and a big kiss on the cheek. I pushed him in the direction of the massage table. “I'll tell you what, while I go get it, why don't you strip down and go lie on the table, I'll give you a full body massage and then we'll take care of that little favour of yours.” Smiling as he took off his shirt and made his way to the massage table, I ran upstairs to pull off my nightie and put on a red bikini thong under my robe. Then, grabbing my “gladiator” as I called him, a huge dildo that was the same size as Jeff's cock, I made my way back to the living room. Jeff was waiting for me on his back on the table his cock already in full glory like only a young man anticipating sex can have. Slowly disrobing, I took the bottle of massage oil and gave Jeff a little look that meant that he should know better. At that moment, I cursed my childish enthusiasm that had led me here, somehow happy that he hadn't forced me to go farther then I wanted. I had offered more then asked. As he turned over, I straddled his waist and started to spread some oil all over his back, making sure my hands took care of his worn out muscles at the same time. Then, as his back was fully relaxed I poured some more oil on my chest and went to lie on him, using my upper body to massage his back I could feel his excitement growing, my hands teasingly caressed his sides and hips. As I pressed my breasts hard against the lowest part of his back and his ass, I slipped a hand under his hip giving his cock a little squeeze. Feeling him shifting under me, I pushed myself a bit up to let him turn around, only to get his fully erect cock slapping my face again. But instead of being shocked, I pushed my face against it as a cat would, then slowly as I kissed his lower abs, I used my breasts to massage his huge manhood, Smiling at him as it was funny that this happened again. Then pouring more oil on his chest, I started to straddle his waist again, grinding my panty covered pussy over his cock. I start to massage his abs and chest before laying down on him, letting his cock slip between my legs as I used my whole body to grind over him. Feeling his cock swelling, I felt him push me downwards with his strong hands, I tried to fight back a little as I didn't want to hand him control of the situation, but because of the oil between our bodies I couldn't hold on. As his cock slid between my breasts and started to poke at my chin, I heard him moan. “That's not fair mom, now you got me so horny that I won't be able to enjoy your show for more then a few seconds, so you're going to make me cum first” Smiling at him, I couldn't seem to say no to his dominating voice. As I went to look down between my breasts his cock pushed against my lips and found it's way in my mouth. Before I was able to do anything, I felt his strong hands against my head, forcing more of his cock in my mouth. Knowing full well that I was stuck in place, I started to bob on his cock until not even a minute later, I felt his cum splatter in the back of my throat. As I swallowed every last drop I reminded myself that I can not be weak tonight, and that after he came on me a second time, I had to stop this. Sliding off the table, I led my son to the couch, then sitting down on the rug, I lay down completely on my back. I took my vibrator and turned him on, then slowly teasing my pussy with it, I looked at Jeff who was already playing with his hard cock for me. Slowly parting my pussy lips with my toy, I could feel its pulsating force building up a powerful orgasm deep inside my belly. As I slowly started to increase the pace of which I pushed the big vibrating toy in and out of my pussy, I saw that Jeff got up to stand over me with his huge cock in his hand. Smiling down on me, his eyes followed my bouncing breast, he said: “That's it mom, show me just how much of a little slut you are.” Again I felt no desire to comment on his words, all I could do was moan like a little whore in a cheap porno. Feeling a hand on my tummy I opened my eyes again to see Jeff lying next to me, his hand caressing my tight little tummy, the bottoms of my breasts, while with his other hand he was still playing with himself, only this time slower. “I want to cum after you mom.” He said that just before closing his mouth on my right nipple. “Oh Jeff, yesss.” I moaned, then, feeling his hand rest on mine I let go of the dildo and give him full control over it. As he let go of my nipple he moved to kneel between my legs and start to pump the artificial cock faster and faster into my now soaked pussy. Hearing the sopping noises between my legs, I placed both feet against Jeff chest, not only because that way the vibrating toy would rub against my G-spot and add to my now approaching orgasm, but also to keep my boy at a safe distance… knowing that he was fully capable of impaling his dick in my pussy the second I started cumming. “Oh mom you are such a sexy little slut.” Jeff said that then seeing that my hips started to shake, indicating that my orgasm was nearing, he removed the dildo from my contracting pussy and pushed the vibrating tip right on my pulsing clit, pushing myself up on my elbows looking at that marvellous cock. As the first wave of my orgasm crashed over my body I took over the dildo to give Jeff his both hands back so that he could make himself cum. Pushing it back in violently I screamed loudly letting the climax take over. “Take it out so I can see that pussy, slut!” As Jeff harshly moaned his request I pulled the dildo out, showing my stretched open pussy to my son. A couple of seconds later just as my orgasm started to wind down I was rewarded by seeing that magnificent cock spew out large gobs of cum aimed right at my pussy. Feeling the hot sperm splash around my pussy and clit, some of it entering my body, my orgasm peeked again. As Jeff let himself fall on me I had to bite my lips not to take his cock. “Thanks mom…. for everything.” After that night everything went back to normal, Jeff passed his exams, even if it was only with the minimum required grades, he had fulfilled the requirements. And entering the fourth and last month of his training it looked as if he had never been stronger physically. I almost started to feel bad for his opponent when on a quiet afternoon, I received a phone call from his Sensei. “Sorry Mel but Jeff won't be ready in time for the match.” “What? He is in great shape, he'll whipe the floor with that guy.” I said as anger flared inside of me as I had seen how hard Jeff had trained and suffered to get to this point. “It's not physically that he will stumble, for that it's all good, even with one month to spare he is at the top of his game, no it's mentally that he failed. He isn't angry enough. He hasn't gotten his edge back. And somehow he has too much respect for the guy that defeated him. All that will work against him in the fight. If it were any other Champ I might be willing to try, but that guy is a career killer and Jeff has to much in him to be sacrificed on one bad title shot.” Thinking about it, Jeff was easier to live with then when he was preparing for previous fights, but I always thought that was because he felt more sure of himself this time. “Now isn't there a way to maybe get him angry enough at that guy in one month?” “I don't know maybe there is, I'll mail you something tonight, maybe that will work, maybe it won't. Anyway take care Mel.” “Take care, coach” As I hung up the phone I couldn't help but wonder if I had really heard a big grin in his tone of voice as he greeted me. But not thinking too much about it, I started on dinner as Jeff would shortly be back from his footing. I was almost done when I heard the door open and footsteps walk towards the living room. Immediately I could hear Inner Light from Shocking Lemon play, and I knew that Jeff would be exercising in the living room in front of Hajime no Ippo, a boxing animé that he had used to pump himself up As I walked in with his food, a spicy chicken salad with a lot of vegetables mixed in it and some rice I couldn't hold back a comment. Again he was in his trunks squatting in front of the plasma, sweating like a pig. “Couldn't you do that elsewhere Jeff, your staining the carpet with your sweat, not to mention the smell!” Without stopping he just shrugged his shoulders. “Sorry mom but Coach said to squat while watching Ippo. It's all part of the special training to perfect my Gazelle punch, It makes my knee's strong so I'll be able to neutralise more of the damage during the fight, and gives me more explosive power for the punch.” Seeing that clearly I wouldn't win this argument I dropped it, but as I heard the name of his new move he had been practising it reminded me of another punch that I hadn't heard and that I had completely forgotten about. “Ah is it similar to the donkey punch?” Jeff froze in his movements and turned around to look at me with a strange grin on his face. Then starting to squat again I could clearly hear the amusement in his voice as he told me. “No mom it's nothing like the Donkey Punch, I am surprised that you didn't know that one yet. If you want I'll show you a tape of it later.” “Okay whatever. That way when ever you'll get hit by it I'll at least know what you are being hit by.” I said to irritate him a little, knowing that he didn't like me saying that he was going to get hit. After all his Coach did mention that he needed to be more angry, but again as he answered I could only detect amusement in his voice. “Don't worry mom that is one punch that will never land on me. Oh btw, Sensei said that he had mailed you in regard of my diet.” At that moment I thought it was strange, after all it had been only two days since I had received the diet for this week, but then I remembered that he said something about mailing me if he found something that might help Jeff get his edge back. So leaving Jeff to his training I quickly ran up to my room to start up my laptop and see what that old man had come up with. As I carefully read the mail I couldn't believe what he had sent me. But then I thought about what I had done to get my son the match. So as asked I replied to his mail with a simple. “Okay I'll do it. Just settle it.” Falling on my bed I couldn't believe just how difficult it was for a mother to make her son into a champion. “Mom?” As Jeff's voice boomed through the house I got up sighing at the thought of what I had coming tonight. “Yes?” “Come here, I'll show you why a Donkey Punch will never land on me.” Curious about that I made my way to his room, from where his voice was appearing to come from. As I stepped in I saw that he had just started up his computer. As usually as I would watch one of his Youtube clips that he thought I just had to see, I went to sit on his lap and waited for the video start. But instead of surfing to the normal sites I saw him type in the web address of a porn site where you could watch free porn movies. Clicking on the clip that was at the moment number three in the most watched list I turned towards him with a raised eyebrow. “Just watch mom you'll see.” As the clip started I could see a very beautiful blond starting to strip in front of the camera. As she modelled a little in her sexy underwear I turned again towards Jeff as the girl seemed to have a familiar face. “Isn't that girl from your Dojo?” As I asked that I could hear the girl on the video say something like: “I am a little slut that just loves to be filled by cock.” Turning around I could see that she was now surrounded by cocks. Too shocked about this image, I laid back against Jeff's chest, my eyes glued to the screen. “When she joined, she said that she would be in the top ten fighters in less then a year. So the guys of the top ten made a bet with her: if she did she would be served by us all for a whole week, or one of us for one week each. But if she failed we would make a porn movie with her in it and post it on line. As you can see she lost…” As he was grinning, one arm now wrapped around my waist, his cock slowly growing under me, I watched how the poor girl started to suck ten cocks where all attached to greatly built bodies. “The funniest of all was that she is a lesbian and was forced to fake loving it. And off course that she missed the 10th spot in the list by only one point. Her next match will probably place her 9th or 8th.” Feeling a little bad for what they had done to that girl already, a naughty idea came to my mind. After all he couldn't do anything about it. “Now what is really funny is that you have a horny woman on your lap, a hard on your shorts, a hot movie playing in front of you and you can do nothing about it.” Slowly grinding my ass against his hard on, I smiled at him as I saw the look in his eyes. Turning around to watch how the blond beauty was sucking off those guys while some of them where wanking themselves, I slowly pealed of my panties from under my skirt. Trusting on the fact that the iron discipline of his sensei would keep him from straying from his harsh pre fight schedule. As all ten of the cocks covered the girl's face with their spunk, the smell of my pussy started to fill the room. Just after the group facialed the girl, she got pulled on all fours and quickly all her holes were filled with cock. As she was gangbanged, I started to finger myself moaning as the hands of my boy started to lift my skirt to my waist, so that I would be bare-assed on his lap, and then started to lift my shirt over my head. “Now now, naughty boy, you know that you're not allowed to enjoy this.” Kissing my neck softly as his left hand started to play with my breast he whispered. “I may not be allowed to cum, but nobody ever said anything about not enjoying it.” Giggling about it in a very girlish way, I dropped my hands next to me to push his shorts down, knowing full well that I was doing something wrong by teasing him this way. As my naked ass touched his cock I could feel the heat of it scorching my delicate skin. “Let's see how much you can take then warrior of mine.” Immediately placing his right hand on my pussy I used my fingers to softly but teasingly caress his cock as the blond girl was being passed around, like a cheap whore between men, that became wilder and wilder. As Jeff's skilful hands played with my pussy to quickly make me cum, the scene in the movie changed a little. The screen split in two, one side would show the girls face and the other one showed a young man's body walking up behind her. I immediately recognised Jeff's body as we got a close up of his cock pushing in the tight little asshole of the young girl that was oozing out spunk. Then after he buried his cock balls deep in her ass the second half of the screen went back to a side view of him fucking the girl doggy style. As the girl's face contracted with pleasure I could feel another orgasm coming up just by thinking about what had happened almost half a year ago now. “You like that don't you? You little slut?” I needed some time to realise that this wasn't the video speaking but Jeff whispering in my ears. As he franticly was rubbing my pussy and pushing two fingers in my extremely wet pussy, I could only nod yes. I watched how hard he was pounding that ass. Then just as I started cumming I saw how he lifted his left fist and dropped it hard in the kidney of the young girl. Her face contorted in a grimace of pain as I saw Jeff's body shake with a violent orgasm while all the men in the video were cheering loudly. “Well mom that's a Donkey punch for you.” Not really able to catch my breath I just slumped against his chest. “Why?” I whispered as even if I could almost understand why they went through with the bet, I couldn't understand why my boy would punch a girl in this way. “When you hit the kidney your body freezes completely and all your muscles contract, including your pussy and your ass muscle. If you hit it just before you cum it just makes it so much better. For the guy at least.” Thinking that this was the most selfish thing I had ever heard I decided to tease him even further as even if I thought that this was wrong he definitely deserved to be punished. So slowly sliding off his lap I kneeled in front of him and took his cock in both hands. “Mom?” Smiling sensually at him I started to kiss his balls giving them little licks. Then slowly letting my tongue slide over his shaft I could see that he started to shift nervously in his chair, yet unable to break away from my touch. As my tongue reached the head of his cock I slowly closed my lips over it, french kissing it with a slowness that only added to the excitement. Then opening my mouth a little I slowly took more and more of his cock in me. Inch by inch I felt his trembling cock fill my warm wet mouth. “Mom please stop or I'll cum in your mouth right now.” Happy about that remark I pushed the last inch of it right down my throat, feeling his cock swell even more, I quickly pulled my head away from his cock, took the ice tea that was next to his computer and threw it over his cock. The cold liquid and the ice cubes immediately did their job. Jeff jumped up holding his now already half hard cock and cursed out load. “Fucking bitch! What the hell are you thinking?” “Watch your mouth boy don't forget who you are speaking.” Then as I got up, I understood how these word meant nothing, as here I stood naked with only a skirt over my waist, after being masturbated and having my son's cock in my mouth. Blushing, I quickly reached for my shirt and panties and rushed out of the room. Two hours later my cell phone rang again. The only thing that was said was that “They will be in the Red Frog from midnight.” Then he hung up. Looking at my watch I could see that I still had time for a shower before getting ready. As the water caressed my body I pushed the thoughts about what had happened earlier out of my mind and started to think about the e-mail. To get Jeff to hate his opponent, his sensei had come up with the idea of having me meet his opponent's coaching staff in a bar. I would pretend I didn't knew them and tease them so badly that they would take me to their gym and rape me there on the ring. He said that he knew another Dojo that had placed cams in the ring so that he could study the champ. So after making a video of it he would show it to Jeff telling him that it was coming as a taunt from the other team. Unfortunately I knew that they would be rough, but as the last line in the mail said. It is not much of a sacrifice if you really love your son. Getting out of the shower I quickly dried off and styled my hair before putting on my stockings, clipping them on to a sexy garter belt I was wearing. I put on a little black thong with pink lace flowers on it. Using the matching bra, I opened my closet to pick a matching dress. As my eyes fell on the corset I bought with my lingerie set, I quickly strapped it on. It was also black with pink lace, but stopped just under my breasts. Even if it made it a little hard to breathe, I knew that no man would remain limp at seeing me like this. Then I slipped on a black silk cocktail dress that showed a lot of cleavage. I started to work on my make up. Taking my little black purse and a black silk and golden scarf to throw over my shoulders I made my way to the meeting place. Even if I had never been to the Red Frog, I knew its reputation. It had, according to some, the best cocktails in town and often held private parties for VIP's. The only bad thing was that the owner hadn't been able yet to get rid of the old clientele that were a little rough around the edges. As I walked into the bar I could see that it was a slow night, only a couple of tables were filled, and only two men were at the bar. In the back, I could see a table with four rough looking men, one of them had the jacket of his gym hanging from his chair. The men all kind of looked alike, strong, brown hair and all with a beard a couple days old. I could tell their ages varied from 25 for the youngest to one in his late 50 ' s. Making my way to the bar, I sat on the second chair from the end, closest to them. Deliberately, slowly, showing off my figure as I sat down I smiled at the Bartender that was already walking towards me. “I'll have a royal mojito please.” I said as I had heard that they had won a prize with it only a couple of months ago. I could feel the eyes of all the men in the bar staring at me and I smiled, knowing that tonight they would lose their belt, even if it would take them another month for it to happen. As the bartender gave me a beautiful looking cocktail, I reached for my purse. But gently placing his fingertips on my hands he told me that it was compliments of the two men at the bar. Lifting my glass towards them, I smiled kindly and started to sip from my drink. On the stage a man started to play some piano, so I slightly shifted towards it, and arched my back a little, knowing full well that the four men would now have an incredible profile view. Ten minute later, and two thirds of my drink empty, the bartender placed another glass next to me. Smiling again he this time pointed at the table of the four men. Thanking him, I quickly finished my first drink and then raised my glass to the men, smiling more teasingly before turning my attention back to the piano player. Knowing full well that I had to play it as cool as possible. As the piano man had finished playing his first part of the show the bartender offered me a third glass, even if my second glass was still half full and pointed towards the table of the four men again. Nodding them my thanks, I started to finish my glass, slowly feeling the alcohol flowing in my body already. But as expected one of the men got up and walked towards me. Taking my drink in my left hand I offered my hand to him As he gently took it he smiled kindly. “My lady if I may be so bold, would you honour us with your presence at our table? You see my father always told me to never let a beautiful woman sit at a bar alone.” Kindly smiling back at him. “Well I was here to enjoy the musician, but it would be rude of me to decline the offer of a gentleman.” I said in the same tone of voice. “Well then you won't regret it as our table has a far better acoustic then the bar.” He said as he gently pulled me with him towards his table. As I walked with him to his friends, I could see that they had already pulled out a chair for me at the table. As we arrived, the man let go of my hand and placed himself between me and his friends. “Well Guys may I present to you…” Turning towards me he smiled. “Melissa, but please call me Mel.” “And this Mel, are Luc, Marc and Seb. I am Nick.” Smiling at all of them I took a seat on the chair offered to me, crossing my ankles and making sure my knees were firmly pushed together I tried to balance between teasing them and keeping my role as a Lady. As the small talk began and they mentioned Thai boxing, I told them about how my son was fighting too. Soon enough they where praising him as the next world champion. When I finished my fifth cocktail and they ordered another round I decided to shift gears. “Oh sorry, but if I have another one of those I won't be able to walk straight to the cab anymore.” “Oh come on don't spoil all the fun we're having.” Said Nick, smiling as he had reacted just as I had thought he would, and partly because I was close to my limit. I sighed. “Okay, okay, but no more cocktails. I'll have the same as you guys.” As I had seen that they only drank Bud from the bottle, I knew that I still could fit in a couple of those and knew that I could heat them up a little by drinking from the bottle as well. But as the bartender arrived with the drinks, I was surprised to see that next to the bottles of beer (And a glass next to my bottle) was also waiting 5 shots of Tequila, with salt and lime. “Well we still have to raise our glass to yours son's second title shot, now don't we?” Nick said with a fake innocence on his face. So as everyone took their lime I acted as if I had never had a shot and copied them when they wet their left wrist with it and poured salt on it. Then raising the shots to touch in the middle of the table we all yelled, “To Trask” and took our shots. As the Tequila burned it's way into my belly, I quickly grabbed to bottle of beer and washed it down. Getting some cheers from the guys. “You see that wasn't so bad.” Nick said as he gave a sign to the bartender. As I took another sip of my beer I started to lean forwards a little, as I did so and felt the gazes of the men starting to stare at my cleavage, I let my kneess part a little. After some more small talk the bartender placed a bottle of Tequila on the table with some more limes. “So Mel, are you a daring woman or a boring one?” Asked Mark, the youngest of the men in a playful tone. Taking another sip from my beer, making sure to do so sensually, I gave him a little smile, but didn't answer, knowing that it was to early in the evening to already act too willing. “We have a little game we like to play, but to make it fair on you we'll simplify it to a simple truth or dare kind of game.” “Sure” I said as I placed my beer on the table, leaning a bit closer again showing off just a tad more. As the men smiled to each other knowingly having done this routine often enough in the past years, Nick filled a shot glass and turned towards me. “Well since you are new here, it's your turn.” “Okay then I'll take a truth to start with.” Knowing all too well that if I started with dares too soon it wouldn't add to the excitement of the men. But as I saw Nick grinning I wondered if I still had control here. “Okay Mel, tell us your age and weight.” Playing a little shocked at this bold question, I look down at the table. Even if I am not ashamed of either I knew that my persona now wouldn't just say this to strangers. “What's the penalty for not answering?” Slowly pushing the shot towards me, all the men where smiling as I took it washing it again with the end of my beer. After me, they went around the table but only Marc had to drink a shot. As he was sitting next to Nick he asked me if I wanted a truth or a dare. Smiling at him kindly. “Since I am not a boring lady I'll take a dare. Even if I do have to admit that I'd rather not drink.” For a second the youngster paused. Then grinning even brighter then before he told me his dare. “To show you that I am kind, you don't have to drink, but I do dare you to let me take a body shot from you: Salt in your neck, the glass between your knee's and the lime in your cleavage.” Pausing to think about it while blushing slightly, I looked around the bar to see that nobody was really paying attention to me. Then after a couple of seconds I smiled shyly and said yes. Knowing that at least I had one eating out of my hand. Gently brushing a lime slice over my neck, Nick poured salt on it. Before handing me the lime so that I could place it myself between my cleavage, something that I appreciated from him, not that he resisted, but if I had not been planning this I might have felt more at ease by this attention. Placing the lime firmly in my ample cleavage, I then slowly hiked up my dress to show off some more of my legs as Marc placed the glass between my knees, just at the edge of my dress. “Are you ready?” Nodding, I felt Marc's tongue slowly lick off the salt on my neck, then kneeling down in front of me I felt his warm hands on my calves as his lips closed around the shotglass, lingering just a little on my stocking-covered legs. Then, as he lifted the glass to empty it as he got up, he placed it aside and went after the lime. Placing his left hand on my thigh and his right on waist he placed his lips against the lime, but as I had placed it between my chest and the strap of my bra he was forced to use his tongue to get it lose. When he was done the men cheered him while I blushed a bit harder as the previous shots started to take their toll. As the second round went by, more of the guys drank and I had to admit that it was fun. When it was Luc's turn to ask me if I wanted truth or dare, I decided to ask for truth as I didn't like the glint in his eyes. “When you go see your son's matches, what goes through your mind?” Smiling at him as he asked a question I could use, I first took a look at my empty beer. Nick who saw this offered me his. After taking a longer, more sensual sip, I looked at the men around the table. “That it would be so much more fun if instead of fighting in the ring, you fighters would use your hard, trained perfect bodies to do something more…” pausing to take another sip. “fun.” As I said the men started to laugh and Nick started to fill all our glasses for another toast. “To love on the ring.” As we all repeated this chant and drank our shot, the last shot in the bottle got poured in and another one was ordered. As it was Seb's turn he asked for a dare. Smiling then, Nick dared him to convince me to drink a body shot from him. Laughing the man went on his knees next to me and begged me to agree, or else he wouldn't hear the end of it. Thinking that this might be a good time to switch gears, I agreed. Seb opened his shirt to expose a well toned body. Then I heard Luc say: “Since a man doesn't have any handy places to put things like a woman, let's do it this way. Salt on the abs, shot in the mouth and lime in the pants.” I gave him a meaningful look but as the others cheered and prepared for the shot, I knew I would have to play along. Placing my hands on his knees I bent over to sensually lick the salt off his abs, giving the three men behind me a great look at my ass, and Seb saw plenty of cleavage. Then moving up, I softly placed my lips against his and opened them, accepting the alcohol. Then kneeling in front of him, I pulled his fly a bit wider and reached for the lime. As my tongue darted in I could feel his cock under it, to my surprise he was commando under his jeans. As I got back up the man cheered loudly just as the Bartender gave us the second bottle. “Sorry guys but we're closing, so you'll have to find another place to continue partying.” The guys tried to talk him out of closing but then Nick just said something about continuing at the gym. “It's only 15 minutes by car from here and we can call you a cab when we get there.” He said in a kind tone, that I even might have accepted if I wasn't planning to finish the evening there. So I agreed and we walked out of the bar. As we got to his car I could see that the passenger seat was filled with boxing material. “Oh Mel, sorry but we didn't expect company this evening do you mind sitting on our laps?” Nodding that it was okay, he threw his keys to Luc who had drank the least and climbed in the back of the car. When all the men where, I clumsily slid over their laps. Nick extended his arm so I could lean my head on it. As he closed his hand, it fell right under my cleavage, his thumb innocently teasing the bare skin, Marc who sat in the middle had his hands a bit more boldly on my waist as my ass sat right in his crotch, and soon enough, I could feel Seb's hands caressing my calves in the same casual way as Nick The drive was short and when we got to the gym I could see that it was pretty much the same as where Jeff trained. As the others pulled benches together next to the ring, Nick went back to the office, saying he would call me a cab. When he got back he shrugged his shoulders. “It will be at least an hour and a half before they can send someone. They said that they would call us.” Shrugging myself, I just smiled at the men. “Guess that gives us more time to play.” Cheering the guys placed some glasses on the bench in the middle and the game went on. When it was my turn, I asked for a dare knowing that they would be bolder now. So nick turned to me and handed me a Round 1 sign. “I dare you to do two turns around the ring, holding up the Round 1 sign in your underwear.” Blushing, I first said that I couldn't do it, explaining that I was supposed to have a date tonight but that it had been cancelled at the last minute. But Nick wouldn't take no for an answer and gave me a shot. Saying that I could drink it for courage, but that there was no way out of the dare now. So after taking it I let them guide me to the ring. There slowly pushing the straps of my dress to the side revealing my sex lingerie set, the men started whistling at me and saying how sexy I looked. Then taking the sign I started to sensually walk around the ring, swaying my hips as my walk was a bit affected by the alcohol. The guys cheered me on and when I got back to my starting point I took a seat in the corner. As the round came back to me Mark didn't even bother to ask me what I picked and just dared me. “This time, seeing that your outfit is so much more appealing than your dress I dare you to let all 5 of us take a body shot on you.” “Sure” I said in a playful tone that told them I was just happy not to have to drink. But this time they had another combination in mind. They placed a line of salt on my upper thigh, from just above my stockings to about an inch from my thong, they pressed the lime in the edge of my thong, just over my clit, and made me put the Tequila in my mouth. Time and time again, their tongues would flick over my clit and by the time Luc had his turn I was wet, but to see how willing I was, instead of taking the lime right away he let his tongue linger for a while until I gently pushed him away. Then Seb got dared to have me drink body shots from everyone. But as he got on his knee's again, I knew that there was no way that I could drink 5 shots so he got Nick to change it so that I would only have to drink half a shot on each guy. As I started my round, I could feel there hands getting looser and looser, cupping a feel on my ass and breasts every chance they got, but every time they would linger too long I would gently push them away. As I got to Luc's lime, I had to push my face a bit deeper against his groin, but as my tongue found the lime on top of his hard cock head, I knew that it would start soon enough. And just as predicted that the second I spat out the rest of the lime I felt his strong hand press my face back to his now completely opened jeans. “Get on with it you slut, you know you want it.” As he said that he guided his cock to my mouth just as I was saying that I didn't want. The others already started to rub their hands all over my body while Luc had both his hands on my head now, as he humped my face as if it were a pussy. As I started to actively suck his cock, I could feel one hand rubbing my pussy through the fabric of my thong. “Wet like a little whore guys. This is going to be fun.” It was Nic, but all the kindness in his voice was gone. I didn't have time to think about it as Luc started to cum in my mouth. I continued sucking, swallowing everything until his cock went limp. Then, feeling another pair of hands lifting me up to another cock, I saw that it was Marc. Slapping my face with his cock a couple of times, he let me grab his cock and jerk him off while I was sucking on the head of his fresh cock. “You're right Nick, and she sucks like one too.” Soon his young cock gave to my lips and he emptied his balls in my throat, but unlike the oldest of the group he didn't go soft afterwards. As he pulled out, he was immediately replaced by Seb who had been jerking off while watching me blowing his friends. Almost as soon as my throat closed around his cock he gave up his load. Only going half-mast he pulled out. As I looked around for Nick I could see that he was leaning in the opposite corner. “Why don't you get up first, and get rid of those panties and bra.” It wasn't a question, I found in his voice the same dominating tone that had turned me wild so many times before. So standing up facing him, I slowly unhooked my bra, dropping it to the floor. Making a little sign that I should turn around, I did. As I faced the others I paused letting them enjoy the sight of my breasts being pushed up by my corset. Then bending over, I slowly started to take off my thong. Turning around to face Nick again, I could see a little smile on his face. “Why don't you crawl over here like the little bitch you are?” Again not caring how I looked, I couldn't help but do what I was told. Slowly, sensually I started to make my way across the ring, swaying my ass side to side to the full appreciation of the guys behind me who cheered and whistled as they followed me. As I got to Nick's feet, I went to grab for his belt, but he slapped my hands away. “Naughty girl, I didn't ask for this.” Taking a seat on a little crutch he pulled me over his lap. Then as he caressed my ass I felt a sharp pain on my left cheek. As I yelped in pain I felt a second one land on the right cheek. “That's what we do with naughty girls here.” I was just about to answer when I felt another slap land on my left cheek this time a bit more centered followed right away by one on the same spot on the right. Chuckling, I saw Marc move away. Then I felt a sharp one just in-between my cheeks followed by one at the same spot. As Seb moved away, I wondered why my pussy was enjoying this as the warm glow spread towards it. But then as Nick's hand spread my cheeks apart I felt Luc's hand spank me right on the pussy, harder then any before. Gasping and moaning at the same time, I felt tears forming in my eyes but a second and third slap started to light a fire in my pussy. Nick got back up as he pushed me off his lap and went to lean in the corner again and gave me a sign that I could take off his belt. As I did, Luc took the belt and went to stand behind me. Placing my fingers on the edge of his jeans I looked at Nick who was smiling down on me. “To see how much of a cock whore you are really, every time you open one of my buttons, Luck here will slap you.” The guy's cheered again and told me to stick my ass out a little more. As I did, I opened the first of five buttons that held Nick's pants together. I felt the belt slap against my ass, first left, then right and then right in the middle, the belt curling to even slap my stiff clit. Gasping for air again as the pain transformed into pleasure, I opened the second button. As a second attack was made on me I was pushed forward, my head resting against his abs, my lips kissed the skin that I had uncovered as I now opened the third button. As a raised myself for it he didn't do it but once twice, but this time I moaned more then I gasped, kissing the new patch of skin I opened the fourth button. This time he didn't bother slapping my ass but delivered six lashes to my pussy and clit, which made me moan louder and harder. When I finally opened the last button and pulled Nick's pants down I felt nothing, so I spread my legs a little more and lifted my butt a little higher. “Looks like she is begging for it mate.” As the belt started to hit my pussy, Nick pulled my face up and slapped me with his half hard cock. As I saw the glint in his eyes, I knew that he wanted me to beg s before he even could ask. “Please Nick…” A hard lash of the belt and Luc yelled that I should call them master. “Please Master, let me suck you cock.” As I grabbed his cock in my two hands, I noticed that he was just a little smaller then Jeff. I started to kiss his balls. Luc had stopped focusing on my pussy and now was slapping the belt across my ass and worked his way to halfway down my thighs. Then slowly, as I had this evening with my son, I started to trail my tongue over his shaft to finish softly kissing the head of his cock. Inch by inch, savouring his manly flavour I sucked his cock until it was lodged deep in my throat. Then feeling that someone was now softly slapping my pussy and clit with their bare hands, I started to move my head up and down going just a little bit faster each time as I could feel the biggest orgasm I ever had building up in my dripping pussy. For minutes they continued to tease me, stopping me from an orgasm seconds before I would cum, as I skilfully sucked on their leader's cock. As I massaged his balls I could feel that he was ready to cum so I sucked even harder. Pulling his cock out of my mouth, as someone started to slap my pussy again, he looked at me, his cock aimed right at my face. “You want me to cum on you don't you, you little slut.” “Oh yes, please master, cum whereever you want, I want you to cum on me.” Smiling as he started to jerk faster. “And do you want to cum you little slut?” As he said that I felt like I was going to explode they stopped again leaving me hanging. “Oh yessss… please.” “Will you do anything and say anything we want this whole night if we do let you cum?” “Yes, Yes master!” I screamed, not thinking any more, totally under the control of these men. But as they had heard what they wanted, I felt Luc's cock slam into my pussy, ramming away wildly triggering my biggest orgasm ever. As I started to scream out at the top of my lungs my mouth got filled with the huge load that Nick aimed all over my face. As he stopped, he placed his cock back in my mouth, waiting to be cleaned. As he pulled out I fell face forward on the floor, my ass held up off the floor by Luc's strong hands as he kept thrusting his cock into me over and over again, and my orgasm still raged over my body. For another 5 minutes it lasted until finally spent, he ejaculated over my ass. As I lay on the floor of the ring I still felt dizzy and too weak to get up, my pussy burning with the heat of that mind blasting orgasm that had just overcome me. Briefly, I wondered if this is what a fighter felt when he gets knocked out. I could hear voices over me but somehow I couldn't seem to focus on the words. Feeling hands on my legs, I noticed that Marc was pealing away my stockings, then moving up he started to unhook my corset leaving me naked on the floor. “Let's start the second round now.” As my black scarf was bound around my neck to make a leash I was pulled back to my feet as Nick pushed a round 2 sign and gave me a little push. As I started to walk around the ring feeling slutty and showing it, I couldn't hide the fact that I was drunk in my walk but knew that this was a good thing as we where supposed to pass this off as a rape. As the round finished someone pulled on my scarf, as it closed around my throat I was pulled back on my knees Slapping me in the face, it was now Marc that was getting ready to mount me. As he placed his cock head at the entrance to my dripping pussy, he waited a little, teasing me by slowly rubbing his cock against me, then taking my scarf in both hands he slowly pulled me up towards him. As his balls slapped against my clit, sending waves of pleasure through my whole body I started to gasp heavily as the scarf made it hard for me to breath. As the youngster started to speed up he grabbed my wrists and pulled them backwards, suspending me from the floor with my upper body as his cock now pressed firmly against my G-spot. The other three enjoyed the view of my breasts bouncing up and down at the speed of the assault on my pussy. But as the young boy started to slowly lower my upper body lower and lower I felt another orgasm crashing over me. Surprised that I was able to cum with so little time in-, I screamed out my pleasure as my pussy clamped down over his young dick, milking it furiously. Marc couldn't hold it any more and with an animal-like groan, he emptied himself deep inside me. As Marc pulled out of me I felt a foot pushing me over onto my back. Grinning down at me stood Seb. As he took over the scarf from his friend, he dragged me closer to the ropes and passed the scarf over the top rope, making sure that my breathing would remain difficult, letting his eyes roam over my body I could see he was enjoying what he was looking. Then without ceremony, he kneeled down between my legs, lifted them up over his shoulders and started to fuck me like he would a cheap whore. As he roughly played with my breasts as he buried his shaft to the hilt with great force, I felt myself drift off, as if I were on drugs or something and very quickly felt my pussy starting to work his cock as if it was alive. Moaning again I couldn't quite understand how it was possible for me to be so aroused by this. I knew I would cum again very soon. Slapping me in the face, he then pulled harder on my scarf barely allowing me to breathe. “Now you little whore, say Tommy will kick my sissy son's ass.” Rubbing my clit as he said that I thrashed my head from one side to the other, refusing to say it. But he only slapped me and told me to say it again. As I still refused, he stopped playing with my clit and kept his cock still in my pussy just moments before I could feel my orgasm starting. I had to bite my lip not to beg him to continue, but then slowly he pulled his cock from my pussy making me moan in need, feeling empty. After a few flicks of his thumb over my clit pushing me again just to the very edge of cumming again, he stopped and I couldn't hold on any more and broke. “Tommy will kick's Jeff ass.” Inching his cock into my pussy as I whispered those foul words, he teasingly slid it in and out of me just slow enough to bring me to the cusp of my orgasm without pushing me over the edge. “Say it like you mean it…” He said as he slapped my breast. Then knowing that I had to cum if I didn't want to go insane, I screamed as hard as I could: “Tommy will destroy my son in the ring!” As I screamed these stupid words, Seb started to ride my pussy as hard as he possibly could, triggering yet another orgasm from my shivering body. Seeing his face tighten as my pussy violently contracted around his cock, I knew he was close to cumming, but unlike his younger friend he was able to fuck me through my whole orgasm before pulling out and starting to shoot his cum all over my tight little tummy. My body felt heavy as my mind was wandering like a feather in the morning breeze when I was helped upright. There was a fifth man standing in the ring now who, after a few seconds, I recognised as Tommy, the American heavyweight Champion. More muscular then the others he was wearing his fighting trunks and the belt that soon would be Jeff's. A hostile smile on his lips, he made a little sign to one of the men behind me who started to fit me into a corset. As I looked down I saw that it wasn't mine. This one looked more like something you would see on a cheap whore, with their team colours. Stitched on it were the words: “Tommy's Little Cockwhore.” The corset was also a lot tighter then mine, hurting my ribs as it pressed my waist to its smallest form. Handing me the third round sign, they made me show off again. “Remember this round well you little whore, as next month after toying with your little boy for two rounds, it will be here that I destroy him. The world Champion will be watching and I have a message to send him.” As I finished my round I saw that Nick was laying on his back, cock erect in full glory. Slowly walking towards him I straddled him. Taking his cock in my one hand I guided it to my pussy before lowering myself on it, hissing in pleasure as it filled my pussy more then any cock since Jeff's. As I slowly started to fuck him as I had virtually no energy left, Tommy placed himself next to us. “No reason that you can't take care of two cocks at once, little bitch.” As I slowly pulled down his trunks I could see that his cock was still limp, as his belt hung inches above it, casting a gold shine on my face. Slowly kissing it, I could feel the hands of Nick firmly gripping my hips as he started to hump life back into my pussy. Kissing the champion's cock it started to grow, before it was even half-mast, I took it in my mouth and started to French it as it grew bigger and bigger. As it reached its full length Tommy tugged at my hair and spat in my face. “So whore, doesn't it feel good to play with the cocks of the future American champion and future world champion's cock?” He said as he grabbed my breasts roughly and started to fuck them violently with a cock that was even longer then Jeff's, even if it wasn't as thick. I whispered that I did and he pushed my head back down so that I would lick his cock every time it reached my face. Then I heard Nick say: “We reserved you her ass Tom.” Smiling, the champion let go of my breasts to move in behind me. Without any ceremony he pressed his dick against my asshole. I hadn't allowed anyone in there since Jeff, but knew that protestations wouldn't help me. So, trying to relax as he invaded my ass, I was happy that I was so wet that my asshole had been covered in it, lubricating the passage. As both men filled me up completely, I could feel that while Nick shifted his hands to my breasts, Tommy grabbed fistfuls of my hair with both hands. “Ready to be destroyed bitch?” “Oh yes….” Moaning like a slut in need. “Please fuck me like a little whore masters!” I moaned. Then using my breasts and my hair as leverage the two men started to violently fuck me. Riding me like the bitch I was. My body responding to the stimulation, regained all its energy back and I did my best to move between the two men that so completely dominated me. The other three men had gathered around me and fed me their cocks while their two leaders where splitting me in two. As I felt yet another orgasm starting to build up in my body I felt the spunk of the three covering my face. Nick's hands moved back to my hips, roughly pulling me harder and harder on his cock, while Tommy accelerated too. “Ready Nick?” I heard Tommy ask with a slight hint of stress in his voice. “Ready when you are.” He answered. Then a sharp pain hit me in my left side. Feeling my whole body contract I knew what they had done. Just before cumming they had punched me in the kidney. As my pussy and ass contracted hard around their cocks, I could feel both of them starting to explode in me. But as they did my orgasm was triggered too. Between pain and pleasure, it ripped through my entire body even more violently then the first one. Screaming as I was sandwiched between the two powerful bodies, my orgasm continued on for minutes, even after both men had removed their cocks from inside me and pushed me in a corner. Then everything went black. Hearing the television, I woke up naked in my bed. Not knowing how I got there, I went to take a shower. Afterwards, I called Jeff's Coach who told me that the footage he had was great. He would show it to Jeff that night before practice and say that they had spiked my drink. When I went to pick up Jeff later, I could see that he was really upset, but he didn't even speak about what had happened. For the next two weeks we could see that it had worked, Jeff had never been so angry in his life before a fight. But even when a long copy of the video was placed on his favorite porn site, (It became the most watched video in less then a week.), with several smaller clips that had been shot with cellphones, he still didn't talk to me about it. Finally as the day of the fight approached, Jeff seemed to be completely closed-off to the rest of the world, focussing on his match. But the fight that had been so anticipated, covered by the television and all the other media disappointed many people. As the bell rang, Jeff had exploded out of the ring, starting to squat about a meter from his opponent who had been surprised by this attack, Jeff used his explosive Gazelle Punch and landed a clear hit on Tommy's chin. Lifted from the ground the man was thrown out of the ring, his jaw shattered in pieces. It was in this way that the new heavyweight champion was crowned after a one punch knock out, ending the career of one of America's most feared champions.