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We had been training together for a while now; you trying to get in shape to help your confidence, me taking you through boxing padwork and making you laugh.
The day it all changed was when I saw you were troubled; something weighing on you mind and I felt I could ask you what’s up?
The floodgates opened, you telling me about your husband and how he has been mistreating you all this time, and now you found out he has been having an affair.
I listened, and I knew a tough training session would get all that anger and hurt down to at least simmering heat. I’ve never seen you hit so hard; vicious, malicious and determined. I tell you how much you are impressing me, and it must have flicked a switch in you as we were clinching,, you looked in my eyes and demanded “fuck me now”.
We kiss, hard and with desperation, my cock already hard and pressing against my shorts. I throw the lads to the ground and lift you up onto the boxing ring, our faces still smashed together, tongues writhing around in each other’s mouths. You feel your way to my meat, gasping as you feel how hard you have got me already. You fish my cock out of my shorts, aggressively stroking me, and I could have blown right there. You jump off the ring and get to your knees, one lick of my precum and you press your lips around and greedily slurp my shaft. You stand, turn and bend over, pulling your tight shorts to the side showing off your glistening slit. “Fuck me harder than I’ve even been fucked before” you growl at me. I don’t need to be told twice and I grab your hips, slamming my cock in as deep as it would go. You grunt and moan with every stroke, each time the feelings of sadness and anger dissipate as you let wanton primal pleasure take over. I pull out, turn you around and pick you. I slam your back against the wall, re-enter your aching hole and keep plugging away. You moans become squeals and screams as we fuck against each other for what seemed like hours. “I need this cock in my ass!” you scream at me. “I’ve never let my piece of shit fuck my ass, and I need you to fill me up!” Your pussy juices were flowing down your crack, more than enough lube as I work my fingers in and out your back entrance. I grab you by the back of the neck, steering you back to the boxing ring, bend you over and slowly enter your ass. “Oh fuck!” you cry out as I fully submerge my cock in your ass. “Fill me, I was to be so full you cum is dribbling down my thighs!” I keep pumping, slamming closer and closer to my orgasm until I can no longer bear it. With a deep roar I unload, jetting wad after wad of thick cum into your well-fucked ass. I slowly withdrew and was pleased to see a stream of cum dribbling out of your cute little puckered hole, and making its way slowly down your left thigh. You kiss me again, your face now drenched in more sweat than our usual sessions. Your eyes looked more relaxed, but still tinged with hurt from the news you got today. “Same time tomorrow?” you asked dreamily. “You got it,” I say, and you grab your gloves and stagger out the door.
The day it all changed was when I saw you were troubled; something weighing on you mind and I felt I could ask you what’s up?
The floodgates opened, you telling me about your husband and how he has been mistreating you all this time, and now you found out he has been having an affair.
I listened, and I knew a tough training session would get all that anger and hurt down to at least simmering heat. I’ve never seen you hit so hard; vicious, malicious and determined. I tell you how much you are impressing me, and it must have flicked a switch in you as we were clinching,, you looked in my eyes and demanded “fuck me now”.
We kiss, hard and with desperation, my cock already hard and pressing against my shorts. I throw the lads to the ground and lift you up onto the boxing ring, our faces still smashed together, tongues writhing around in each other’s mouths. You feel your way to my meat, gasping as you feel how hard you have got me already. You fish my cock out of my shorts, aggressively stroking me, and I could have blown right there. You jump off the ring and get to your knees, one lick of my precum and you press your lips around and greedily slurp my shaft. You stand, turn and bend over, pulling your tight shorts to the side showing off your glistening slit. “Fuck me harder than I’ve even been fucked before” you growl at me. I don’t need to be told twice and I grab your hips, slamming my cock in as deep as it would go. You grunt and moan with every stroke, each time the feelings of sadness and anger dissipate as you let wanton primal pleasure take over. I pull out, turn you around and pick you. I slam your back against the wall, re-enter your aching hole and keep plugging away. You moans become squeals and screams as we fuck against each other for what seemed like hours. “I need this cock in my ass!” you scream at me. “I’ve never let my piece of shit fuck my ass, and I need you to fill me up!” Your pussy juices were flowing down your crack, more than enough lube as I work my fingers in and out your back entrance. I grab you by the back of the neck, steering you back to the boxing ring, bend you over and slowly enter your ass. “Oh fuck!” you cry out as I fully submerge my cock in your ass. “Fill me, I was to be so full you cum is dribbling down my thighs!” I keep pumping, slamming closer and closer to my orgasm until I can no longer bear it. With a deep roar I unload, jetting wad after wad of thick cum into your well-fucked ass. I slowly withdrew and was pleased to see a stream of cum dribbling out of your cute little puckered hole, and making its way slowly down your left thigh. You kiss me again, your face now drenched in more sweat than our usual sessions. Your eyes looked more relaxed, but still tinged with hurt from the news you got today. “Same time tomorrow?” you asked dreamily. “You got it,” I say, and you grab your gloves and stagger out the door.
