Maria is knocked out

[Magicman]

MY BEAUTIFUL WIFE Maria
is just 31, 5'4 and around 72 kilos with a 36" D cup natural bust. She'd been trying to loose weight recently and honing her figure to get match fit as we had promised ourselves she would have her first ever boxing match for her 32nd birthday in November, just a few short months away. She was trying to loose weight quickly but we hadn't fully realised that her strength and muscle tone were also being reduced.  She could now only manage a handful of squats at the gym whereas before she had been well into double figures and she often felt too tired to even go to the gym at all.
On the positive side her dress size was now a curvy 12-14 down from a full uk 16 although her bust was less full too, only a D cup down from a double DD. "less for them to aim at babes " we both joked, somewhat ruefully as it turned out as Maria wasn't really in any condition to fight at all...
Her opponent Amy, a good friend, was a few years older, professionally qualified and well enough off to employ a personal trainer and it showed. At 5' 5" she was a good inch or so taller than Maria and at around 60 kilos significantly lighter with a similar although firmer D cup bust. I always felt Maria's arse and legs were better.
We had recently bought a floor wrestling mat which fitted perfectly in our front room and were anxious to try it out. We were both keen spectators of tv boxing. I had bought a pair of black and lilac 10oz gloves as a spur for Maria to box for real and we were both bursting to try them out. There had been lots of excited chat both girls joking about who would be tougher in the boxing ring and finally we all agreed they would try out our boxing mat at home one Sunday afternoon. Would my wife make good on all her tough talking?

The day arrived and we all had a glass of Prosseco first and the girls chatted excitedly about what was about to happen. Maria joking that this was their first time ever boxing for real not fantasies, and I could see Amy laughing back but looking confident
"don't worry babes we'll do body sparring only and just have fun..."
but then giving me a secret little smile.
I deliberately didn't say anything to Maria. Amy had told me opening the wine in the kitchen, that had done lots of sparring and body boxing training but had never had a proper contest. I didn't mind my partner taking a few hits. Maria had always sounded a bit over confident about her gym to my slight couples annoyance and i wouldn't mind her punished, or at least humiliated just a little by her friend, but strictly no face punching. I didn't want her hurt. Amy gave me her little smile again but hadn't replied to this directly. But after all it was just a bit of sparring in our own front room, so i brushed my concerns aside.
Round one and Amy was at my wife straight away. I could see my wife was outclassed and struggling. She wasn't really a boxer and couldn't lift her guard. Amy was landing punch after punch to my wife's unprotected belly, her kidneys and tits. If Maria tried to cover herself Amy switched her punches to my wife's face, forcing her to try to cover herself, then when she did so she simply suffered more stinging belly and lower body hits.
Maria was soon almost out on her feet grunting and gasping, not even a pretence of a boxing stance just flailing her arms weakly trying to ward off the torrent of aimed body punches, her blonde hair loose and everywhere across her face, black and red bruises coming up on both tits.
It didn't last long. Amy was hitting harder, it felt like she wanted to put my wife down, to really hurt her, stepping into the punches with full force the muscles on her arms taut and very obvious.
I was starting to think I should say something when it was all suddenly over. Maria didn't seem to know where she was, her arms limply at her sides, completely exposing herself, her mouth half open through a curtain of blonde hair. Amy stepped in and pulled her right arm back. Oh shit I thought, please not in her face, but I just let it happen. It was a full force swinging upercut, Maria's head jerked back savagely her hair everywhere almost in slow motion before she collapsed onto her knees groaning. Amy stepped in again, another roundhouse face punch sending my wife sprawling out onto her back.  Maria seemed to almost choke then spat something weakly out onto our exercise mat. At first i thought it must have been her mouth guard then remembered Emily saying no face just body punching babes, and I'd been persuaded that Maria didn't need to use hers, it was still there lying on the side in the kitchen. Oh shit, no mouth guard and shes been hit full force in the face. Now my wife was badly dazed and may even have lost a tooth. Maria was moaning trying to cover her face and mouth with her arms, but too clumsy in her boxing gloves. She was obviously hurt. Her legs splayed weakly apart, and for a moment i could see Amy giving a little smile and enjoying the view of my wife's now gaping and perfect private parts.
I let her step forward again. This time she knelt down across my helpless wife, swept Maria's hands away from trying to cover her face and delivered a final roundhouse into my wife's already damaged mouth. It was another hard swinging punch. With no mouth guard to protect her Maria took the full force. Her head twisted to the side then she just slumped backwards her arms flailed limply out either side of her head, she was obviously unconscious.
It was supposed to have been just a bit of fun weekend sparring but now my wife had been knocked completely out and had probably lost at least one of her teeth, maybe more than one. I took one final picture of my unconscious prostrate wife and then just let Amy celebrate. THE END.

[Magicman]