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• Pro Am Night -- Stanley (I presume), 22:28:18 04/29/13 Mon [1]
  Pro-Am Night
  
  I Love my wife, she’s a little fireball. We met when I was stationed in Okinawa as a young sailor supporting the Marines there. She’s a Filipina, about five foot two, no more than 110 pounds soaking wet. When we met she taught dance at the rec center. She kept herself in awesome shape, still does after two kids.
  
  Anyway after we met and started dating she used to do something that turned me on. We would be fooling around, and my hand would always sneak over to her stomach. It was always so smooth and firm, but so soft; very tone but still supple, like a dancer’s body. Her navel was so cute, kind of a tear drop shape with a point at the top. I’ve always had a thing for women’s bellies so touching her stomach was always such a turn on. I would creep over to her stomach, touch her belly button, which she always seemed to like, and she would say to me, “I know what you want…you want to punch me right.”
  
  I remember the first time she said it, I didn’t know what to say. I think it shocked me, but she was right. I’d always wanted to, but never figured I would. Didn’t seem like the right thing to do.
  
  “We pretend,” she said, “don’t hurt me.”
  
  She took my hand, balled it into a fist, slowly push my fist into her stomach, and she would pretend to be punched. I couldn’t believe it!
  
  “Now you try, don’t hurt me.”
  
  I remember it like it was yesterday. We were lying on her couch, she was wearing a yellow blouse that I had pulled up to expose her belly, and a pair of jean shorts that stopped about an inch below her belly button. I balled my fist and pretended to punch her in slow motion between her rib cage and her navel. I went very slow, and she allowed my fist to sink deep into her belly.
  
  I knew right then this was the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
  
  We were married, and had a wonderful time together. We didn’t do the punching thing every time we made love, but it was a thing we liked doing. I got out of the Navy two years later and went to school on the GI Bill down at the University of Florida. That’s when I found out my wife liked professional wrestling.
  
  I had never been all that into it, but I came home from a night class and found her on the couch watching wrestling on TV. It turns out that after our first child was born, it had been a guilty pleasure of hers. I didn’t mind, I’d watch it with her sometimes. When I got us both tickets to go see one of the wrestling shows they show in Tallahassee live, she loved it. So every couple of months, we’d go see a show.
  
  As time went on, we’d sometimes go the lower level matches they have at some of the high schools they weren’t as glitzy as some of the TV shows, but they were still fun. They also usually had a couple of pro-am matches that could be pretty good. Some up and coming local yokel would take on a professional and try to get onto the professional circuit, I guess you have to start somewhere.
  
  My wife would especially love it when there was a female pro-am fight. Most of those amateur girls would just get squashed. It was painful and funny to watch. She would always comment, “That girl doesn’t know what she’s doing,” or “That’s not what I would do.” I didn’t want to encourage her. I’d hate to see her get squashed like those other girls. I think those pretend punching things we would do in our bed room was a way for her to fantasize that she could take a punch and win a fight. Maybe I should have recognized she was steeling herself up for just one of those pro-am fights.
  
  I’ll say this; it was a complete surprise when it happened. We had been married for years, and had even stopped going to the fights that often because we had kids and jobs and whatever; maybe once every three or four months. They night she decided to fight started like any other night. She picked up the baby sitter, we gave some final instructions and kissed our kids goodnight.
  
  I should have noticed the little things; she was wearing some new black stretchy jeans and purple high top sneakers. I just noticed they were new, and that her but looked fabulous. She was also wearing her jean jacket, which wasn’t weird except that she kept it buttoned up. I thought she was just cold. She also seemed a little jittery, I couldn’t excuse that away. I remember asking why she was so jumpy, and she snapped back I’m not jumpy! I thought I’d just let the matter rest.
  
  We got to the school kind of early, but we liked to get good seats. We picked some great ones in the bleacher just above the ring; we could see all the action. As people started filing in, I noticed a definite lack of banter from my wife; normally she could be a real chatter box. I said the only thing I could think of to help her feel better, “You know baby, I Love You.” She gave me a big smile and a hug. I guess that calmed her down.
  
  The wrestling got started and she seemed to warm up to the night. There was the usual pre-fight banter from the lower circuit professional wrestlers, and the almost preprogrammed boos and cheers from the crowd. About halfway through the night, she got up and said she had to go to the bathroom. I remember saying hurry back, they got girl’s pro-am tonight, and she said, “Oh I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” Jeeze, that should have been my last clue.
  
  Female Pro-Am usually comes nearly second to last in evening; just before the ‘title fight’ since it usually has such a big draw. I looked at the program to see who was billed, they never used the amateur’s real name, just some made up nickname that accentuated one of her prettier features. This one said, “Aunty Jane versus the Raging Asian.” I can remember thinking to myself, “Raging Asian, I wonder if she’s from the Philippines.” OK, that should have been my last clue. But Aunty Jane was nothing to sneeze about. She wrestled a lot in the pro-am match and she could be pretty vicious. It seemed like she made it her mission to send those girls home in humiliating pain.
  
  “This should be good,” I thought, “where is my wife?”
  
  Now these pro-am bouts don’t tend to have lots of pre-match banter since, quite frankly, the amateurs are not good at it. Nope the announcer usually just makes the introductions and the fighters, bounce down from the locker room to the ring. He always starts with the amateur.
  
  “Tonight’s amateur appearing in the professional-amateur bout, weighing in at five foot two and 120 lbs, straight from the mysteries of the orient, the Raging Asian!”
  
  My jaw must have dropped straight to the floor as I saw my wife bound out of the locker room doors and into the ring. I will say this, she did look hot. The stretchy black jeans hugged her body like a second skin. She had left the jacket in her locker room and was wearing a deep purple crop t-shirt top with a sparkly star on her chest. The top ended about halfway up her rib cage and left her whole abdomen exposed down to about two inches below her belly button. Her long black hair was tied in the back into a pony tail. She looked HOT! I will say this, the crowd loved her. She bounced into the ring, strutted to the center, flexed her biceps, and then kissed each arm. The crowd went wild. She looked fit and trim, my wife works out and still teaches dance, but there was no way she weighed more than a buck o five that night…what had she gotten herself into!
  
  “Tonight’s professional, weighing in at five six and 140 pounds, is the one and only, Aunty Jane!”
  
  My wife stood there with her hands on her hips as Aunty Jane came lumbering to the ring. She was a full head taller than my wife, with what looked like a longer reach. She was also older, easily in her forties, wearing a one piece blue leotard and wrestling boots. She had short dirty blond hair and a no-nonsense face. She looked every bit the professional wrestler.
  
  The crowd’s reaction was mixed; some people booed, others cheered, others shouted helpful suggestions to both my wife and Jane. I think all I wanted to do was just pull her out of there before she got hurt.
  
  The referee brought both women to the center for instructions, which I couldn’t hear. Aunty Jane didn’t glare at my wife so much as just sized her up intently. My wife returned her gaze evenly, even taking it up a notch to an intimidating stare. I give my wife this much, she seemed really confident, like she knew what she was doing. Most amateurs at this point look like they want to get the fight over with and leave.
  
  The ref sent both women back to their corners and sounded the bell. My heart leapt into my mouth. I should have run down there and dragged my wife out of there. But there she was running towards a professional wrestler, a third larger than her.
  
  Both women ran towards the center of the ring. Jane reached to grapple grabbed thin air, my wife ducked under Jane’s arms, darted behind, and side kicked Jane in the small of the back. Jane fell to her hands and knees off balance. The crowd went wild. It was mostly Jane’s momentum, but my wife looked quick and agile…she might have a chance at this.
  
  My wife was a little slow to capitalize on Jane’s position, so Jane was able to get up, turn and face my wife. Both women circled each other around the center of the ring looking for an opening. Jane shot in again seeking to lock my wife up in a grapple or test of strength, but my wife darted underneath her hands again, aimed a kick at the back of Jane’s knees, then jumped on Jane’s back and put her head into a sleeper hold. Jane went down to one knee and grabbed at the arm trying to block her wind pipe, the left arm wind milling for a couple of seconds.
  
  I couldn’t believe this, my wife’s grip was too strong and Jane couldn’t break the hold. Jane struggled to her feet, staggered backwards across the ring towards a turnbuckle. My wife seemed to sense where Jane was heading and let up on the choke hold in preparation for jumping off her back. Jane gasped air and rushed backwards, smashing my wife’s back into the turnbuckle. She winced but tried to tighten her grip. Jane smashed backwards twice more, then reached back and flipped my wife off her back.
  
  My wife rolled through the flip and landed in a very low crouch near the center of the ring, her left leg straight, like she was ready for a foot sweep, her right leg bent, coiled for a quick leap. It looked so cat like, so graceful, the crowd started shouting her name, “Raging Asian, Raging Asian.” She stayed in that crouch while Jane recovered and went into her own wrestlers crouch. She began to circle my wife, who stayed in her foot sweep mode and slowly turned to stay facing Jane. Jane kept moving until my wife’s back was to the turnbuckle. I realized what she was doing, she was trying to back my wife into the corner and reduce her maneuver room. I tried to shot a warning, but couldn’t be heard over the crowd.
  
  Jane aimed a low kick at my wife’s face. My wife’s coiled leg sprung her back, but not far enough, both hands came up and blocked the kick down, but now my wife was almost to the corner, she briefly looked left and right, noticed she was being boxed in and tried to duck past Jane’s out stretched arms. Jane was ready for her, she cocked her right arm into a low close uppercut that was too low to duck and punched up into her stomach as she tried to sprint by.
  
  The crowd went, “Oooh,” as one, as my wife staggered to a stop. All the wind seemed to go out of my wife’s sails as Jane held the punch in my wife’s stomach, then released her. My wife stayed half doubled over, one hand clutching her belly, the other held straight out and down, as if she was afraid she would fall. He mouth was shaped like a big O as she tried to suck air into her emptied lungs. She hadn’t been ready for that punch. This hadn’t been us playing in the bed room.
  
  Unfortunately, Jane was now in her element. She knew that most amateurs didn’t have the staying power of a pro; it generally took only one or two blows to finish the fight, then the squashing would begin. Jane was now going to enjoy herself.
  
  Jane roughly spun my wife around by her shoulders, grabbed the back of her head and pulled my wife’s head down to Jane’s knee. My wife’s head snapped back up. I could clearly see her face, dazed and practically cross eyed. Jane then grabbed my wife by her left arm and whipped her into the closest corner. It was a classic move. I knew what was coming next. My wife’s back smacked into the turnbuckle again and both arms reflexively reached out to grab onto the ropes. Jane stepped closer, placed her left arm across my wife’s chest at just about the collar bone, pushed her back to further expose her abdomen, and gave my wife a deep belly punch.
  
  How can I describe it? I was both horrified, and excited at the same time. My wife was bent backward over the turnbuckle, her feet just barely touching the ground, her arms trying to pull Jane’s arm bar from off her collar bone. Jane’s left arm holding her in place, right arm cocked and fist planted deep in my wife’s belly. Jane was taking her time, holding the punch, entertaining the crowd. They came to see a pretty girl get squashed and they weren’t being disappointed. She pulled back her fist and punched again, right above the navel and below the rib cage, her fist sinking half way into my wife’s stomach. She held it for just a second then punched her one more time before the ref intervened and Jane released my wife. My wife practically crumbled to the floor.
  
  Jane looked around at the crowd, which was now cheering her insanely, turned back to my wife and pulled her up by her hair. My wife stood, one hand trying to relieve the pressure on her hair, and the other holding her poor punched belly. Jane snap mared her to the other side of the ring and into the ropes. She stood there, her back facing the inside of the ring. Grasping the ropes with one hand while holding her belly with the other. Jane approached her from behind, wrapped her left arm around my wife’s neck in a reverse head lock, turned her around so her back was against the ropes, then bent her backwards over the ropes.
  
  Jane made a big production of what came next. With my wife bent over backward, belly stretched to the sky, Jane took her free hand and started to make am x over my wife’s navel. The crowd howled in anticipation, I was dumbstruck. My wife seemed to know what was coming because she struggled against Jane’s headlock. Jane just hovered a thick finger just over her navel and whispered into her ear. My wife stopped struggling for a moment, and Jane plowed her fist right into my wife’s outstretched belly button. The crowd went wild. I got up. I had had enough. Jane held that punch for more than a few seconds, slowly grinding her fist into my wife’s belly. She brought her fist out, made another slow x over her navel, then plowed another grinding slow punch into her belly button.
  I missed the rest, I was running down to the ring. Security intercepted me before I could get close. By the time I could see again, my wife was no longer being held up on the ropes, but I could hear an awful pounding up on the ring. I couldn’t see what was going on, but I heard the bell ring. I saw Jane exit the stage to the roar of the crowd. My wife left a minute later with the assistance of a trainer.
  
  Security let me go to the locker room after both ladies had left the ring. They seem to be expecting me and directed me to my wife’s changing room. She was in there smiling when I came in…I was shocked! She was rubbing her belly with one hand but beckoning me to come over with the other hand. A trainer was asking her questions. When I was next to them, the trainer turned to me and said, “your wife’s really got talent,” and walked out.
  
  My wife was beaming, “You like?”
  “I don’t’ know,” I said, “You’re not hurt?”
  “No not really, she hit me, but not too hard. It takes practice.”
  
  I really was astonished. My wife had been practicing this? When did she find the time? She continued, “The easiest part was when she had me on the ground. She kicked me twice in the belly and twice in the ribs, but no contact. It was all show. I rolled around and pretend to be hurt. Then she foot stomp me, then elbow drop, then one last belly punch while I lie on the mat. That one knocks me out for the pin.”
  
  While she was explaining, Aunty Jane came into the changing room, I barely heard her enter so was a little startled when she spoke up. “Your wife did great! Not like most amateurs. With a little more conditioning she could go pro.”
  
  Again I was dumb struck. Not ten minutes ago I thought Jane was a brute intent on destroying my wife, now she they were hugging like sorority sisters. They spoke a little, and Jane gave my wife a number for a trainer. I watched her go then turned to my wife, “Is that what you want, to turn pro?”
  She smiled and looked at me, “I don’t know, I don’t think so. T was fun to try once, but it’s mostly just a performance with a lot of hitting. I’d have to work out more and I don’t know if I want all that muscle. I think I just do this once.”
  
  I breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, I didn’t want the stress of worrying about her in the ring, tonight was bad enough. She was still holding her belly and smiling a wicked smile towards me, “But you and I can still have fun practicing, if you want.”
  
  I love that woman, I really do.
  

  
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• Belly pressure -- Stepnjump, 22:30:42 08/07/11 Sun [9]
  I've seen alot of stories about women getting their stomachs punched, but I'd like to know if they're any stories, true or fiction, of women who like to have their stomachs or bellies have extreme pressure put on their bellies, like being trampled or stood on by another female or male, or having heavy objects placed on their stomachs as torture...or for me, as for pleasure. I would appreciate it so much.
  

  
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  • Re: Belly pressure -- Squeeze Me, 15:51:49 08/10/11 Wed
    • Re: Belly pressure -- The Creeper, 05:47:04 08/12/11 Fri
      • Re: Belly pressure -- Creeper's Friend, 16:03:19 08/12/11 Fri
  • Re: Belly pressure -- The Creeper, 05:50:39 08/12/11 Fri
  • Re: Belly pressure -- Creepers Friend, 16:13:53 08/24/11 Wed
    • Re: Belly pressure -- Stepnjump, 17:26:51 07/31/12 Tue
  • Re: Belly pressure -- dmac (punching), 14:37:43 09/15/12 Sat
  • Re: Belly pressure -- openbelly, 08:09:19 04/10/13 Wed
  
  
• Belly punched -- Ooof girl, 20:24:03 07/31/12 Tue [22]
  Who lives in Florida , and wants to trade punches with a fat girl?
  

  
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  • Re: Belly punched -- Not falling for it!, 10:32:09 08/05/12 Sun
    • Re: Belly punched -- Ooof girl, 21:29:38 08/16/12 Thu
    • Re: Belly punched -- amjad (yes), 12:23:56 01/28/13 Mon
  • Re: Belly punched -- Puran, 05:50:43 08/18/12 Sat
  • Re: Belly punched -- Curious, 15:48:38 08/26/12 Sun
    • Re: Belly punched -- Ooofgirl, 12:57:04 09/03/12 Mon
  • Re: Belly punched -- Another Girl, 15:50:33 08/27/12 Mon
    • Re: Belly punched -- Ooof girl, 13:08:46 09/03/12 Mon
    • Re: Belly punched -- daniel (wow), 03:57:32 10/18/12 Thu
  • Re: Belly punched -- Another Girl, 17:19:47 08/29/12 Wed
    • Re: Belly punched -- Ooof girl, 13:15:42 09/03/12 Mon
  • Re: Belly punched -- Another Girl, 04:45:04 09/05/12 Wed
    • Re: Belly punched -- Ooof girl, 14:07:56 09/05/12 Wed
  • Re: Belly punched -- JJ, 14:25:11 09/13/12 Thu
    • Re: Belly punched -- Ooof girl, 10:27:14 09/15/12 Sat
      • Re: Belly punched -- Ooof girl, 10:29:14 09/15/12 Sat
      • Re: Belly punched -- Ooof girl, 10:33:10 09/15/12 Sat
  • Re: Belly punched -- JJ, 15:34:59 09/27/12 Thu
  • Re: Belly punched -- Trotter, 10:38:45 10/25/12 Thu
  • Re: Belly punched -- Eve Lynn (excited), 00:16:11 12/29/12 Sat
  • Re: Belly punched -- Kendel, 17:05:26 01/30/13 Wed
  
  
• belly punching -- dmac (punch me hard baby), 14:55:11 09/16/12 Sun [2]
  dmac . this is me i posted a letter on belly pressure . please read it . get back to me if you are interested . from the new england area . would like a pretty woman that knows how to bellypunch .... to punch my belly quite a few times . hard punches to my soft belly
  

  
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  • Re: belly punching -- adam muratore (joyful), 13:13:22 12/02/12 Sun
  
  
• bellypunching -- dmac, 20:50:57 09/19/12 Wed [6]
  any pretty girls out there that want to punch me in the belly . hard and many times ... cant believe there are no responses
  

  
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  • Re: bellypunching -- Ooof girl, 17:44:56 09/24/12 Mon
    • Re: bellypunching -- dmac, 20:19:55 10/07/12 Sun
      • Re: bellypunching -- dmac, 20:24:36 10/07/12 Sun
        • Re: bellypunching -- joke is on you, 07:38:55 10/16/12 Tue
          • Re: bellypunching -- dmac (mad), 13:59:26 10/30/12 Tue
  
  
• u tube vid -- Xman, 01:11:30 10/25/12 Thu [1]
  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=263VC500wQ4&feature=youtu.be
  

  
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• bellypunching -- dmac, 20:17:27 09/25/12 Tue [1]
  ooof girl ... sounds good to me . lets do it
  

  
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• bellypunching -- dmac, 20:13:55 09/25/12 Tue [1]
  ooof girl.... sounds good to me . lets do it
  

  
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• belly -- punch (belly), 00:28:23 09/20/12 Thu [2]
  i wont to punch on my huge soft belly
  

  
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  • Re: belly -- Ooof girl, 17:39:16 09/24/12 Mon
  
  
• Amazed and Revenged -- Brother, 15:43:22 05/07/11 Sat [45]
  We live in a midsized town but my family is a country breed. I'm 16 and my sister and cousin are both 12. My sis is Amber and my cousin is Ashley. These girls are athletic and are filling out nicely. I mean they've achieved orange sized boobs and shapely butts and boys are noticing. I have to watch them. They are average height, Ashley has blonde hair and Amber has reddish colored air. They asked me to take them to the rodeo and carnival a few weeks back. They both had snug Tee's, tight jeans and were looking older than they should have. That night I was walking through some empty stalls and heard voices. As I approached I saw Ashley and Amber with a group of sophmores. Some I knew especially Connie. My sis and cousin had their arms held behind their backs and Connie was telling Ashley something then she punched her in her belly. Not once, not twice but three times. Another girl came up and began punching my sis in her belly. They both uullffed and I got excited. As their bodies moved their shirts rode up some. About 2" below and about 1.5" above their bellybuttons was visible. Connie planted her fist into my sis's bellybutton five times in a row. Uullffmp,uullffmp,uulllfff,uughghllff, pleease my bellyyyy, my belyyyyhuuurrrttts,pleeease stop and uullfffmp my sis grunted and pleaded. Connie then went to my cousin and rammed something hard into her navel several times then she unloaded with her fist. My cousin as well grunted in pain and pleaded that her belly ached. Connie was mad at my sister about some boy I believe becouse she punished my sister's belly badly then she jabbed her boobs. My sis shreiked at that. After that they held my sis and cousin on the ground on their sides and the other girls took turns kicking them in their bellies. I've never seen a beating like that, not even on the web. Where can I find that? That night I noticed my sis and cousin walking slowly & holding their bellies. At home I asked my sis if she was OK. She said yea. I asked again and she told me they were roughed up. Are you hurt, I asked? I didn't want her to know I watched and didn't help. Are you bruised, I asked. Yea, she said as she pulled up her sleep shirt to show me her bruised belly. Above her crotch and her lower belly had bruises, a dark circle was formin all around her bellybutton and she had fist prints on her abdomin. My breasts are swollen she said but I don't want you to see. Two nights later I was again at the carnival and I was able to get Connie alone. She was dressed in her tight blue jeans and a button down shirt. Each of my first three punches doubled her over then she dropped to her knees. I jerked her up, secured her arms across a steel fence and ripped her shirt open. She had big buckle so I unsnapped it as well as her jeans. I know your into belly pain, I told her. She wasn't fat but her belly is pudgy and she shows an oval shaped bellybutton. Five times my fist crushed her bellybutton deep into her tummy then punches slammed into her exposed lower belly. To finish her I slammed my fist into her abdomin and stomach organ to wind her and hurt her. Her grunts and facial expressions told me I succeded. I untied her then delivered several solid kicks into her battered belly. It was fun watching her roll and squirm on the groud.
  

  
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  • Depths Owed -- Gambler, 16:24:34 05/12/11 Thu
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  • Re: Amazed and Revenged -- Tired of same poster replying to his own posts, 01:40:00 05/26/11 Thu
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• Real Punches -- The Kid, 17:46:13 07/25/12 Wed [22]
  I'm a teenager that has a story to post of an awesome experience. Videos are nice but nothing beats the real thing. Some may not agree or think my story is real but it is. I noticed that several recent posts have been deleted from this site so I know there are other people posting things that shouldn't be here or otherwise their posts would remain. Besides this is a site to post stories of belly punching experiences. Right. My brother became a teenager this summer and I gave him the best gift ever. I introduced him to belly punching. We live near a lake so during warm weather we often go out to stare at bellies in bikinis. It was on two different visits and he loved it. Angie was barely into the double digit age. She had a cute soft innie navel with a rounded belly. Her boobs were no more than golf ball sized and her hair was shoulder length blonde. I understand she is young but she was an easy target. Besides we are not much older. She was wearing yellow shorts and a bikini top. I grabbed her and twisted her arms behind her back while my bro quickly busted her in her belly to quiet her. I regripped her arms and her belly looked so sexy as it heaved in and out. Pull her shorts down then punch her three times near the waistband of her bikini I told him. Please don't, pleease, pleeasuuugh,uughff and uummph she groaned. Ok, next aim for her bellybutton and about two inches below it. Give her four punches to her bellybutton then two more just below it. She uullfffed and uummmfffpd each time he punchd her. I could see her belly turning red and really heaving as her hair flew across her face. Pleease, pleease my bellly hurrts, pleease stop, pleease she begged. How do I know if I'm doing it right, my brother asked? Feel her with your finger, I told him. She moaned as he reached into her bikini bottoms but he smiled like if it was Christmas. Ok, again punch her lower belly then do a circle around her navel with three hard blows again into her bellybutton. She uulllffed and groaned while her body jerked after each blow. She was beaten. We left her several feet off the trail and left. The other was Marissa. She said she would become a teenager in eight months. Her hair was long and dark. She had a shapely tummy and small innie navel. Her boobs were the size of oranges and my brother removed her top to see these after I grabbed her by her elbows and pulled her arms back. She said she was going to scream but a punch to her solar plexus stopped that. Just in case we gagged her with her bikini bottoms until she understood not to scream. She sported a small triangular patch and I told my brother to punch her belly before he ventured there. It felt nice feeling her push against me as his fist sank into her belly. My bro was excited as he felt her bellybutton burst inward with each of five hard punches. Give her lower belly some punishment, I told him. About 2"-3" below her navel he administered another five or so solid jabs and a final blow to her young womanhood. She shreiked and moaned but she couldn't twist away as much as she wanted to. I regripped her arms and jerked them tighter behind her back. He gave her three jabs to her chest and she pleaded, Not there, pleease. They were firm but graciously bounced. He kicked her legs apart so he could examin her. All I thought was how much I wished it was me. Ummmm and ooommm she moaned as I studied her facial expressions. I knew and I believe she knew. He let her catch her breath then let lose with numerous solid punches directly to her bellybutton and a two inch circle around it. Her belly was red as an apple when he finished. We were in the back of the park near the stored trailers so we had time. When I released her she grabbed her belly with both arms then fell to her knees. Slowly I pushed her onto her side and twice kicked her in her stomach. She slobbered, groaned and rolled on the ground doubled over in a fetus position. We walked away laughing. It's amazing. If you pick the right girl that's doing or walking where they shouldn't, chances are they will not report getting beaten up. Some girls (not all) but some just accept being roughed up and tell noone.
  

  
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• why in the belly? -- jesssss, 20:16:53 04/30/12 Mon [3]
  If you guys enjoy seing people getting hit in the stomach so much, just hang around me. I have taken bout 50 soccer balls to the belly. I also get elbowed by accident in my soft belly while standing in line a lot and let out a grunt. My friend hit me in my stomach with a hockey stick one time and then asked "did that hurt?" noo kidding! oof! I was dancing around with a different friend one time. She spun me around, turned me out, and when she pulled me back in,she punched me in the belly.Is that enough?! I do not think it is enjoyable at all.
  The worst has got to be either one of the high velocity soccer balls or a time i was babysitting. The girl was abut seven. She was getting bored and got upset at me for not being entertaining, so she stuck her fist super hard into my belly. My small dog also lands right on my smooshy stomach a lot when trying to jump on my bed. So there! If you like witnessing wind knocked out of girls, hang with me (and my stomach)
  

  
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• Tenant's stomach paid rent -- Land Lord, 14:05:42 05/07/10 Fri [35]
  I have really had enough of this tenant. I own a small 4 unit apartment building and all my tenants are decent people and pay thier rent on time for the most part. That is except for one. This one little hottie who probably always gets her way and can use her hot little body to get what she wants. Well this was the third time her rent has been three months behind in the last two years. Wheneve I sent the eviction notice she somehow gomes up with the money. This last time though I guess her usual tactics weren't working so I started the legal proceedings. She came to visit me and tried to sweet talk me into letting her slide, as she had done before, but I was onto her and never fell for her crap. Hot as she is, this building is a big part of my income and I just can't let tenants slide no matter how good they looked. But she seemed desperate this time and droped the act and said, in a serious tone - "Come by the apartment. I'm sure we can find a way to work this out where we'll both be satisfied!" I laughed inside. She thought she could clear this debt with sex. Silly her. I had something better in mind. Better for me anyway.
  
  I've always had a thing for punching pretty girls in the stomach, so I figured I'd take full advantage of this rarest of opportunities. I went to her unit latter that evening and she greeted my with just a tiight belly shirt and cotton panties. I knew it. She was going to try use sex for her back rent and get out of her eviction. She smuggly torted "So what do you like? What do you want? I'll do anything to get out of this mess!" I just said "Stomach". "What", She said. "The stomach!", I said. "Have you ever been punch hard in the stomach?", I asked. "What? NO! I Mean - why are you asking that?". "Cuz that's what I want!" She just looked at me as I walked over to her with my eyes fixed on her exposed belly and without warning I punched her hard in the stomach. She grunted hard and fell to her knees. She was doubled over holding her stomach with the breath punched out of her. I just let her stay down there awhile and when she looked up I said "From now on this is the only way you can pay your back rent and prevent me from evicting you!". She had a sick look on her face as I pulled her up and punched her soft stomach again, only harder. She grunted and doubled over again before falling to the floor. I was enjoying this and highly aroused. Bringing her up again and the third and final uppercut punch up her stomach with everything I had, lifting her in the air and driving all breath and sound out of her before allowingher to collapse on the floor, desperately hugging her tortured stomach. I have the eviction notice with me and I pulled it out and ripped it up and threw the pieces on her doubled over form and walked out.
  
  She still lives there. I've seen her several times since then but neither of us ever mention the stomach beating I gave her. She doesn't work and depends on her looks to get gifts and favors from men, so soon enough she'll be behind in her rent again. But she knows how to pay it off now. I can't wait.
  

  
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• Famous Women Belly Punching? -- Lisa, 08:28:48 04/24/12 Tue [6]
  Hello Everyone,
  I just wanted to know what famous women you would like to give Belly Punches to and why?
  

  
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• Just home from hospital -- Doesn't matter, 07:11:12 03/25/12 Sun [12]
  I just ran across this message board while looking for any articles about girls that are with men that have a thing for hitting girls in the stomach. I've had enough. I've been with this guy awhile and knew he had a thing for my stomach and tummy. I let him punch and push on me there, lightly and gently cuz I knew how aroused it got him. But a few days ago it went way too far. He had a few friends over and one of them was flirting with me. I knew he saw what this guy was doing. But then the guy grabbed my ass and crotch and that was it. I automatically slapped his face - HARD! My boyfriend got pissed and grabbed my arm and then puched me so hard in the stomach. I grunted hard, folded and went down clutching myself in pain. That wasn't it though. He reached down and grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me up. When I reached for my hair, as it felt like he was pulling it out of my scalp, he kicked me really hard in the stomach. I think I tried to block further kicks to my stomach cuz my forearms are all bruised up, but the kicks kept connecting. All I can remember after that was pain, not being able to breath, and the force of the kicks driving everything out of me. Next thing I knew I was waking up in the hospital with a lacerated liver, bruised kidneys and a ruptured spleen.
  
  I just got home from the hospital and will be laid up awhile. My stomach and guts still hurt terribly, but at least I have pain meds for it. I'm sure my a$$hole boyfriend got off real good unloading on my stomach like that and watching me suffer in pain. He's probably always wanted to do it to me for real in the stomach the whole time we were together and just used my slapping his a$$hole friend as his excuse to do it. Well, I hope it was worth it to him cuz he'll never get another chance to even play hit me in the stomach. That's the last he'll ever see of me. If he ever comes here or approaches me again I will shoot him, and I will aim to kill. Good luck to him finding another girl who'll indulge in his sick stomach fetish.
  
  To not all you sick fu*@s that like hitting girls in the stomach. Someday maybe a girl you punch so hard in the stomach wont wait like me. Maybe she's just come and find you after she has recovered and just blow your head off!
  
  WTF is wrong with you people?
  

  
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