Posted by Simguy on 8/24/2007, 12:16 am.

Before: (Piped in from Australia on PPV feed). Pinder the zaftig British pin up girl with big-breasted power--she’s had  some trouble delivering the payload against FCBA-level comp. “Holly will bend the knee to me,” Lucy says confidently. “She’ll have to--I’ve too much pop for a girl like this. Don’t confuse her with the likes of Ali Landry: I’ll have Holly --and have her easy--Aussie rules or no.” Ah yes, Aussie Rules: Ms. Valance the so-called “Sorceress of the sand” down under--unfair advantage for Valance going in? “Oh Absolutely,” Holly drawls, lips pursing that smile of hers. “Lucy’s coming half way ‘round the world to be used up. As of the trip wasn’t long enough!” Holly in heart pounding black bra and panties (about 9 minutes into “DOA”); shoulder length blonde hair; white gloves Lucy baby blue lace push up (hulking) and panties; white gloves. Fought on private beach near Sydney, AUS--converted beach volleyball court with stands--no ring. Girls emerge ceremonially from surf some distance apart--strut dripping to the fighting area to get taped and gloved up.

During R1: Holly opens with a tackle--driving Lucy heavily to sand: welcoming Pinder to Australia, Holly pushing up off Lucy’s chest--batting at tanned blonde thighs to shake sand off--then prowling to her left as Pinder gets angrily to feet,. Holly swishing/pivoting in sand--right hand at hip, left dangling at her side--torso loose, relaxed--ready to dip, slip, twist as necessary. Pinder glaring--hopping forward, loading up the right hand and hurling it like a fastball: Valance easily reading/sidestepping as Pinder goers jiggling past. Holly flat footed, smooth, supple--feinting Lucy--then ducking in to carry fat right hands to jug or tummy. Stooping to reach the jab into tummy, then pivoting away from receipts. Holly’s trainer shouts out “30 seconds Holl!” when there’s that much time left: Valance feints, swoop-shoots in at Pinder’s waist--takes the young power puncher down into the sand. Holly on top--legs sinuously interlocking with Lucy’s to grapevine them: blonde holds struggling brunette down to the bell to salt away the round safe.

R2,3: Holly strategy crystal clear now--score on Lucy early, make her miss to get her overanxious, the take her down to use up precious time that Pinder needs to draw even. Lucy a strong girl--frequently wrestling Holly onto her back--but blonde legs more educated, constantly wrapping up guard around Pinder’s hips with a muscular slap--hands securing Lucy up top over/under grip, pulling Lucy in. Standing--Pinder’s storming at Holly, reaching back and hurling big right hands: telegraphed offense no problem for Australian cutie to read and evade. Valance nibbling, swiping, poking at Lucy’s soft underbelly and succulent jugs--energy-wicking assaults--designed to drain powerful Brit of her KO energy over the long haul.

R4: Little more stand up: Holly cleverly giving ground one step at a time--always with her shoulder in Lucy or guiding Lucy past with a hand at her hip. Valance with her hands low, or dangling down altogether--dipping low at the waist; turning her shoulders to slip/roll Pinder’s blockbusters--then she’ll lick a swat off her thighs, taking Lucy’s tummy tits or chin, Down the stretch, Valance just walking Lucy into swat--Pinder bulls in with a hard left shoulder, destabilizing Holly. Disorganized blonde rebalancing when she’s caught a terrible hand wallop upside the head, and CLUBBED TO THE GROUND! Valance spun around and dropped to her hands and knees by the clapping smoke--saucy Pinder putting her foot against Holly’s up thrust buttocks and giving hearty shove--pushing blonde face-first into sand at the bell.

R5: Pinder flushed with excitement--knows she can hurt Holly now--Valance knows it, too. Holly reluctant to shoot in now--circling away, feinting with sexy shoulder-twitches. Pinder dukes up, crouching--she’s more cautious now, having charged recklessly into one take down after another thus far. Holly slowly getting back to business on Lucy’s tummy--stooping, reaching her jab in, swiveling out of there as Pinder’s trying to line up another sweeping right. Lucy in a dilemma: if she doesn’t charge, she’s having trouble finding Holly with leather; of she DOES charge, she’s falling into Holly’s clutches and twisted down into the sand. Valance able to circle and harass as a result--leaning to thrust hard right hands down into Lucy’s breadbasket, or stooping to jab home the left. Bell: Lucy mouth breathing, confused--why won’t Holly stand and fight?

R6: Lucy able to shake Holly with hard, batting blows to either flank: Valance covered up to receive, rolls ‘em well to take the edge off. Holly turning Lucy’s right flank, scoring healthily to the body--by the midway point, Valance is shooting in, taking Pinder down, forcing Lucy o spend up her money on the sand. Pinder crying out in frustration on her back--wriggling against Holly’s constant grapevine legs, gulping her hips against Holly in the attempt to turn her over. Valance, relaxed and heavy atop her buxom foe, letting her bodyweight wear Pinder out under a tropical sun. bell: Pinder sobbing for breath, arms outstretched, knees up as she lays on her back. Holly pushing up off British meat, batting sand off thighs, strutting away: she’s the fresher fighter.

R7,8,9: Lucy only has a few seconds of vigor in each round as the sun, sand and her opponent’s energy-draining tactics all conspire against Pinder. Lucy mouth breathing, eyes glaring dimly as she stalks forward, trying to take Holly’s head off with booming single right hands. Valance giving ground in a gentle circling motion, smiling slightly now--always touching Pinder in her body, luring her on. Lucy going down heavily now--Holly either shooting in, or allowing Pinder to close, then hip tossing her hard to sand, drawing woozy grunts of “UHHHH!” from breathless brunette. Once Valance has her points--she looks always for the take down, wriggling atop Lucy, forcing steamy weight upon her: Pinder less and less able to writhe her way on top. In the 8th and 9th round, Holly’s simply putting a tummy over Lucy’s unhappy face (Holly’s head against Lucy’s tummy while Holly’s knees brace in sand above Lucy’s head); locking up Lucy’s arms behind the elbow. Poor Pinder! Weighed down thus--she tries to shimmy around clockwise or counterclockwise on her back: Holly easily riding, shimmying along with her, keeping tummy firmly atop face. Bell: Pinder sitting up, gasping for breath, looking ill-used and disheveled after 9 sweltering rounds of Holly.

R10: Holly with nice lead right hand down into body has Lucy hurt: blonde stands with hands at her side, gloating as brunette tilts forward--her pain-pinched face pushing into Valance’s breasts as Pinder’s hugging throbbing gut. Holly supple and sultry here--hands down, she simply shoulder-shrugs Lucy off, steps to the left while trailing the right hand across Lucy’s tummy to turn her. Pinder woozy/enraged--lifts tired right/left up wide at Holly’s head: easily blocked as Valance reaches her arms up, then pulls Lucy into chest-to-chest clinch. Girls waltz in sweaty embrace--Pinder very fatigued now--easily managed to by Holly to this point. Valance punching just enough to vex Lucy and takes the points lead--then she’s tieing up head-and-arm on Pinder as they stand, turning brunette, forcing her to expend more energy to pull her limbs free. “30 seconds Holl!” Valance suddenly active--she starts chopping/swiping at Lucy’s breasts as Pinder backs up startled, Valance grinning--hands at her chest as she drops the left across, then backhands it to bra, then drops the right and does the same thing. Just cute little speed bagging action--Valance scoring against Lucy’s rack as British lass bleats in exhausted stupor. Senseless jug mugging late just an insurance flurry as Holly’s already got the decision wrapped up. Bell: Valance grinning at Lucy’s pain and embarassment--UD10 wide, Holly Valance.

After: Pinder angry, confused--salty taste if Holly o her lips from all the tummy pinning; coconutty smell of Holly in her nostrils--just a heartbreaking day at the beach for the young brunette. Awkward pushing after the fact as Valance knows her grinning n’ gloating is driving Pinder crazy--officials break it up before Holly can hip-toss Lucy to sand and give her extra lessons.

Reposted by Archer 8/22/11.