BOXING ON THE BEACH

Posted by Simguy on 4/11/2004, 1:26 pm.

Before: Hawaii’s own Kiana takes on Pac Rim goddess Lee—baleful Asian glares all around as each tries to punk the other in pre-fight. Sung the hottest thing in the Elisha Cuthbert vehicle “Girl Next Door”, anxious to build on her little tart-turn with a Tom beating. Kiana all too aware this fight is about scalping her so Sung can be the Next Big Asian Thing—Kiki not about to lay down for any usurper. Kiana in ivory white lace push up and panties, white shoes and socking mixing gym and bedroom—Sing in pale blue push and panties (as seen in the aforementioned movie), white shoes and socks—white gloves for both.

During R1: SWINGING! Black hair tossing, taut legs braced as arms belt away—good times midring as exotic beauties throw caution to the winds, moments in, Kiki with her left hand riding on her thigh, leans in and shoves a right straight onto Korean chin—there go Sung’s legs and Kiki hops forward icy-eyed. Leek pouring it on at the ropesw, feet wife, swinging lusty from the hips—Tom snarling as she wallops wide hooks, trying to get that driving right hand on the button again. Lee dazed but shaking it off—good upperbody movement gets Kiana missing and Sung’s soon joining the party. Swinging wide lefts and rights—Kiana’s chin gets clipped—SHE falls apart, suddenly wobbly butt and sub gathers her up under the arms, spins her into the ropes, Lee crowding in—left shoulder and forearm snug against Kiki’s ribcage—SUNG ROMPS TO CROTCH WITH RIGHT HANDS! Crowd  groaning—Kiana’s head thrown back as an agonized cry is wrenched from her lips—Sung grinning malevolently as right hand after right hand pounds into white panty and tanned inner thigh. Tom sobbing, savaged, reaching around her girl to tie up, but Sung straightens, pushes up and starts mauling those Hawaiian jugs with close-in shoeshine, Kiki shipwrecked, left arm light around Sung’s neck and shoulders—Lee all snug, writhing and squirming to use her gloves, forearms and shoulders against Kiana’s tits. Round ends to the sound of Tom’s tortured whimpering, sight of her trembling legs.

R2: Kiana desperately shook up—face twisted in grimace as she’s off her stool all pigeon toed and rubbery legged. Sung hungry, stalking, snarling, dark eyes flashing—Kiana stepping stiffly, pawing out the don’t-hurt-me jab. Doesn’t take long for a sweeping Hi Lee right to catch Tom on the cheek—Kiki sent reeling to the ropes. Sung piling in, pushing up then scrubbing at ribs and tummy. Lee tearing away at Kiana’s vitals—Tom drowsily dropping her hands to her foe’s back but not clinching up tight—Sung able to writhe and jam away in sweaty confines, Lee just can’t help herself, drifting down and looting Tom’s vulnerable crotch again—chugging lefts and rights beating panty and wiry thigh—poor Kiana slides to all fours in tatters, Sung overtaken by bloodlust—stooped over with her left hand braced on Kiana’s back, right hand swinging in underneath as Tom cries out in outrage—Lee’s left leg comes prettily off the canvas as she slugs in those marauding rights. Ref bodying snarling Korean back—brave Kiki all weepy as she struggles up for 8. Rest of the way it’s just Sung hurling herself at Kiana—Tom stupefied, leaning back on the ropes, sliding along them—Lee stepping with and twisting into KO lefts and rights when she’s not cuddling in close and working between the hips. Down the stretch, Kiki hands at chest and stomach, leaning back all glassy eyed—sung bends into a gorgeous looping right, pounding off Kiana’s face with soccer ball impact—Lee bends left on follow through—Kiki peels off the ropes and stumbles off Sung’s right side to all fours. Lee hustled back by the ref before she can tear it up on her fallen foe for more cheap licks.

R3: Sung pinning her ears back, swinging crazily, failing in with her feet, throwing herself off balance—Kiki surviving with a little luck, a little savvy, some shabby movement and poking punches. Tom looking battered and hurt, but she’s staggering around the ring, occasionally threading the odd straight right or pushy jab into Sung’s face—just enough to keep the Korean off balance, Lee wasting a lot of energy with reckless abandon—Tom getting herself together—dangerously exposed as she pokes right hands while keeping her left down, or bringing her jab back to her hip—but Lee not in a position to take advantage.

R4: Kiki with a second wind, figures it’s okay to trade again—big mistake. Rousing midring action as girls plant and slug—sinuous arms and legs straining, punches pushed or slung—Crowd shouting as Sung starts beating Kiana to punches. Tom fighting hard, but getting the worst if it—you can see her falling apart: there go the legs as she stumbles forward, then totters back; there goes the punching form as she starts to slap; there goes the defense as Kiki looks to just punch her way out of the jam. Sung grinning as sweeping left catches Kiana’s jaw and swivels her head, starting her back on her heels—diving right hand bashes off the forehead to get Tom staggering to the ropes, Sung POURING herself at Kiana—hatred on every punch. Lee hopping forward, thrusting an awkward straight right to the belly, then catching Kiki’s chin a rising left hook, then cashing in a more serious, bending right overhand on the face as Keek lolls in stupor. Tom drifting out on her feet, no longer slugging back, hands up loose at her eyebrows—Sing loving it as she stand up in the stirrups and gets that world class rack with spirited left/right uppies! Kiki unglued—drooping forward to clinch—she wraps up light around the shoulders, but not able to stop it—Sung snuggles in, rolling her shoulders, helping herself to dusky midriff, hips and crotch as Tom gurgles in complaint. It’s all too much—Tom just shipping a heinous beating to her tenderest regions—Sung showing no gallantry, no remorse as she goes crotch, belly, tit—Kiana finally slides down Lee’s golden body to pool on the canvas. Sung triumphant, lording it over the beaten Kiana—Tom hugging herself, rocking gently on her side, burbling silent protestations on the canvas—it’s KO4 Sung Hi lee.

After: Lee gloating, strutting: Tom spending long moments on her side, attended to by Hotel physicians. Bruising fare—Lee bringing that hard-core Korean stuff to Hawaii—nasty but devastating effective against whip-fit Kiana who never really got a chance to show her class.

Reposted by Archer 3/18/10