Here's a wildly HOT story by JC who wrote this for me a few years ago - interestingly - in the 1st person as if he were me!
Nonetheless it is quite hot & based on a scenario I outlined for him, and just edited here & there in the end. Hope you enjoy & please give feedback!
Hugs
Kayla
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SAUNA CATFIGHT: Kayla vs Anene
By JC (slightly edited & modified by Kayla)
After a significant win during my latest Heptathlon in an IAAF meeting, I decided to treat myself to a Dream Holiday! So it was off to Chioggia, Italy on the Adriatic Sea.
Now settled into my 5-Star Beach Front Hotel, I head down to the sauna, dressed in a sleek, light blue, wrap-around. I love this time of night.... so quiet, everyone else secure in their rooms and I can let the tensions of life itself drift away with the rejuvenating steam.
I reflect back on the last few weeks of training and the strain of competition and wonder how I managed to endure it all!
One can nearly hear a pin drop as I make my way down to the fitness room. Just as I enter the member's private gym area, I notice the sauna door just swinging closed. I quickly debate with myself, then decide I owe it to myself and so proceed to the massive sauna, with towel in hand.
I step to the door, but am unable to peer inside from the fogged window. I purse my lips, sigh deeply then slowly remove my dress.... draping it over a hook as I turn to face the sauna door.
Now nude, I lift my large towel, wrap it around my body and reach for the door handle as I bite my lower lip softly, as I was not in the mood for company or take any chances that may ruin my evening.
Against my better judgement, I enter, awaiting a response from the occupant within.... just a soft moan seeps through the curtain of steam. Sounds like an elderly woman.... in fact, that moan does have a familiar edge to it. A vague NEON flag goes off in my mind as I advance further into the sauna!
I espy an obscure, lateral figure to my left, so I proceed to the wooden bleechers to the right. Just as I settle onto the 2nd platform up, relishing the intense heat, lean backward to unwind completely and am just about to relax and ignore the woman locked inside with me when I hear a prosaic tone slice through the mist.
I lift my right hand to softly stroke the back of my neck as I hear "Hey! What's up?"
A Ten-Bell Alarm goes off in my mind as I suddenly know EXACTLY who I am now secluded with.
A shadowy figure from the past, who had been real bitchy with me when I started out in athletics as a teenage schoolgirl!!! Though she beat me in our first few meetings within a year, I had overtaken her, and then she started accusing me of trying to seduce her husband who was one of the Springboks who won the Word Cup Rugby in 1995. Of course, her husband was a hunk, but apart from some innocent flirting matters never went further. Any way, as I rose in national rankings the bitch retired and thankfully disappeared from the scene,otherwise we would have had a catfight sooner or later.
Cautiously, I slowly squeaked out her name.... "Anene?"
I heard her stir and shift forward onto the lowest of the bleechers. I did the same and we both now peered across at our arch rival!
She lifted from her seat, leaving her towel on the bench she had just abandoned. She took a step toward me, totally nude. I stood, peeled my towel as well and tossed it back onto the bench behind me.
She instantly looked down at my young, athletic body, gleaming in the soft lights, instantly covering her body as best she could with her hands, saying tartly: "What the FUCK are you doing here, skank?!?!?"
I stepped closer, just out of range of her reach, smiled wryly as I dryly replied.... "I'm here to kick your ancient, wrinkled ass, Bitch!"
Now was as good a time as any to settle the score between us. Slowly we begin to circle, like two wolverine's who are about to tangle to decide who's territory it truly is.
Our eyes sparkle in the faint light and know that we are about to settle all our differences once and for all!
Anene hissed venomously, "Look here, bitch Ö my hubby will join me in a moment, so I don't want any shit from you! Or maybe I should beat the crap out of you, so he can see the pathetic little slut you really are."
Feeling my anger rise, I hissed back with a deliberate taunt: "Weeeeellllll then, by ALL means, let's get this over with quickly, so I can have a truly Enjoyable Evening.... with YOUR 'Hubby' while I make YOU watch!!"
"You won't sleep with my man THIS night, BITCH!!"
"Bring it on, SLUT, and we'll see!!"
We both stopped dead in our tracks, turned to square with one another, hunch slightly and begin to gyrate, closing in on our victim. Our eyes lock, hands casually lift to hover just below our respective sets of comparable breasts.
I feel a burning desire to destroy this arrogant Whore and know that she will be merciless when we tangle!!
I see her muscular thighs tense as she prepares to bolt forward. I decide to beat her to the draw. I lunge forward, balling my right fist as I move in fast.
Obviously eager to throw down with me, she moves directly into me as well. Our already sweaty bodies clash HARD! I SLAP my left hand onto her right globe as I shuttle my right fist into her left breast as viciously as I could manage.
As we meet in the center, she opts for a basic fist fight as I feel her knuckles hammer my left shoulder.
Giggling slightly at her oafish strategy, I feel my own right knuckles sink deep into her left orb! She shrieks sheepishly as I re-cock my right for a volatile set of punishing punches to her already agonized chest!
We both stand toe-to-toe as we initiate our personal, and long awaited, donnybrook!! She catches me on the jaw with a right hook as I curl my left nails and feel my fingertips dig deep into her sweat soaked right breast as her tit-flesh oozes between my sinewy fingers!
Unbeknownst to either of us, two gents have entered the sauna. A young, strikingly handsome, tall, raven haired male, obviously one who cares a great deal for his body. Tall, stalwart frame, dark hair, well proportioned and athletic. The other being the tall, blonde, husband and significant other of the woman with whom I am engaged in a brutal fray at this very moment!
My face cracks to and fro, as she catches me with two quick and stinging shots, during this fiery match! Perspiration and saliva spraying onto the bleechers as I quickly note that her legs are widespread.
Swiftly shifting my feet, I mercilessly thrust my right knee betwixt her thighs!
With a satisfying THUD and a sensual warmth engulfing my knee, I feel her body quickly go limp and drop to the floor. She grunts loudly and curls into a fetal position at my feet.
Stepping back for a fleeting appraisal of this situation, a hear a round of applause and spin to see both males rendering a standing ovation, hooting and whistling as I shrug slightly, smile and return my attention back to the matter at hand, completely disregarding my own nudity before these studs!
Anene is just coming back to life as I move forward, electing to give these gents a REAL show for their money!
Already panting hard from this contest, I lift Anene from the floor by her hair! Her wobbly legs barely able to support her weight! I body press to her, driving her backward and slamming us both to the amazingly cool wall.
Grabbing her hair on either side of her head, I yank her skull forward as I thrust my own forward, headbutting her savagely! "Unnnnggghhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"
Skimming against the wall, she staggers to the nearest bleecher and topples backward, opposite the two gents. Anene slumps onto her back with arms out to either side. She is obviously out of it and nearly incoherent as I move toward her. Setting a knee beside her nearest hip, I reach out, sink my fist into her hair, gripping it firmly, then brutally lift her into a seated position.
Just as she sits upright, I force her face downward, simultaneously lifting my right knee! With an audible "crack", she flails backward, her head careening off the vertical slats between the bleecher seats.
Enthralled by the outcome of this punishment, I lift her right leg upward, spreading her and opening a plethora of wicked opportunities.
I extend two fingers of my right hand as I prop her right calf onto my left shoulder. Flaring her labia with my left hand, I drive my fingers callously into her without hesitation!
Clawing my way up inside her, I quickly perceive that she is stretched so far out of shape that I decide to force my entire hand up inside her!! I rotate my fist several times as she writhes in agony! Giving her a good fistfuck!
She begins kicking wildly and nearly propels me backward. My claws instantly rake their way out from inside her!
Angrily, I deflect her left leg, immediately swing my right arm out and around her left knee, hooking my arm securely. I lean forward over her aged body, driving both her legs up and over her head and shoulders, nearly folding her in half into a boxcar - like pin.
My clit slaps onto hers as my sleek patch of fur delves into hers and her widely spread crack.
The youthful gent steps up and holds her ankles as he instructs me to rotate my bodily position, so that the rear of my thighs are pressing to hers, then I can settle more effectively onto my victim.
He holds her in place as I do as he suggests and realize that this is INDEED a more advantageous and dominant position.
Just as I settle and commence to torture Anene, her hubby steps forward and tells the raven lad to stay out of it. Both gents back away and settle in to watch the outcome of our battle.
I can feel the oily muscles of the backs of her thighs contend against my own as I begin to lightly bounce and hear her staggered groans. My bare, shapely buns slapping to her belly as I crush and grind my right fist back into her! My right hand now trapped inside her, I initially endeavor to yank it out, but this only increases her anguish. So I cheerily opt to RAM it harder and harder, deeper and deeper into her!
Anene begins to claw at my legs as she BEGS and PLEADS for me to STOP!
Bouncing atop of Anene, gritting my teeth, "YOU wanted this, BITCH! I'll stop when I see you humbled and assure me that you'll CONCEDE that I am the Better WOMAN!!"
"F-F-FINE! WHATEVER! JUST GET THE ñ FUCK - OFF ME!!!!"
"Ohhhhhhhh.... I don't think that is GOOD enough!! What d'ya think guys?"
The younger athlete shakes his head, snears and sarcastically remarks.... "Nahhhhhhhhh! Give her another round of discipline!"
Her hubby, on the other hand.... "Okay, Kayla, enough is enough! Please let her up."
The raven athlete steps face to face with hubby Ian. "Yo Dude! I said let 'em Be!"
During this initial face-off between the Studs, I compare the statuesque frames of each. Thinking to myself.... "Hmmm? Same height.... same basic build.... THAT could turn out to be one hell of a match-up as well!"
YANKING my fist out of Anene, I begin to hook my nails into the severely reddened folds of her saturated pussy, clawing and digging at it, as if to find gold in them thar hills!
Anene begins bucking, our firm thighs slapping and grinding as my labia and vulva rubs and slurps over her navel! My fur skimming her shiny lower belly while I shift my feet slightly wider to balance myself and retain my upper hand!
Glancing down, I notice that a large bottle of sports drink was placed very near to Anene and myself. Obviously placed there when the darked haired stud helped me restrain Anene.
Yanking my right claw out of her savagely scarred pussy, I grasp the bottle, turn it upside down and jam this new toy deep inside her just as she SCREAMS in agony!!!
Both gents spin to look at the reason for the season! Ian starts in my direction as the younger stud makes for the door to see if anyone had heard this resounding yowl.
Satisfied that no one was coming, the 'door guard' witnesses Ian yank the bottle out of my hands as well as his wifeís cxnt. "C'mon Kayla! Enough is enough! Youíve won, satisfied?"
I lean forward and whisper to Ian, "I thought after I was done here, we could have a round of pleasure of our own!" I wink at Ian, just as a smile drifts over his lips. He timidly utters: "Hmmmmm.... well, I wou.... Oooofffffffffff!!!!"
Tackled to the far side of the floor, both studs arm in arm skid to a stop! Ian is, in no uncertain terms by the dark haired stranger, told to keep his "Grand-Pappy" hands off ME!
A macho melee begins! I am so captivated that I lose sight of my objective and am thrust off my own opponent and totter onto the floor, face first! I scrape up my hands, knees and belly as I plunge flat and slide to a stop halfway across the floor!
Muttering to myself.... "Ooooooookay.... NOW you've..." (Teeth tightly clenched) "PISSED ME OFF!!!"
Slapping my palms onto the floor, I lift upright onto my knees, spin to face Anene and notice that she is still sitting on the bleechers, rocking slowly back and forth, holding her hands to her tormented womanhood, now engrossed in the initial exchange of fists between the gents! I quickly jump up to my feet, lunging toward Anene! She sees me coming and attempts to lift onto her feet!
She barely gets her ass off the bench before I am all over her!!
Barreling into her like a linebacker, we SMACK chests, wrap our arms around one another and I drive her backward to the vertical slats to the 2nd seat of bleachers as our heads impact the damp wood!
She attempts to tighten her arms around me as I lift up onto all fours, quickly lifting my left knee and drive it back into her tender groin once more!
Slamming my hands onto her shoulders, I force her flat on her back, then swiftly glide my hands down her sweat slickened arms in a haph-hazzard school-girl pin. No sooner do I manage this than I, again, drive my knee home repeatedly as I sarcastically inquire.... "How many times does a woman have to kick your ass in one night, Bitch?!?"
Tears streaming from her eyes, Anene becomes almost paralyzed! Shoving against her arms, I back away quickly from her as she curls into a tight little ball onto her right side! Lying beside her is her towel. I casually walk over, lift the towel and maneuver around behind her, twisting it into a bulky rope, as she massages her womanhood, sobbing softly!
Glancing around, I see the young man's robe. Looking closer at the robe, there is a long waist belt, so I meander over to the robe and remove the belt. Noting to myself, "the belt's a hell of a lot better to use than this chunky towel!"
Before returning to Anene, I look out the window of the sauna and behold a gym bag hanging just outside. Slinging the belt over my shoulder, I step out, peering around to ensure that no one would see me lurking around, totally naked. Picking up the bag, I notice a name on an attached tag.... Dr. David Banner. "Hmmmmm.... a doctor.... not bad!" I hurriedly scrounge through the bag and find that this kinky guy has ALL manner of "playthings" here! Grinning, I mutter "Hmmmmm.... I think I'm gonna LIKE this guy!"
I grab two sets of padded leather cuffs, each of which have adjustable chain lengths between them. Setting them aside, I remove a twin head dildo that I can insert into Aneneís cxnt and anus simultaneously! "Mmmmmmm This can come in handy!!" I set that aside, scrounging further, I discover a studded collar. "This should be sufficient for now!" I quickly glance about then sneak back into the sauna.
Enroute back to Anene who was still lying on her side, I see Ian pinning his rival against the wall, grappling on the far side of the sauna, both garbed only in their dark Speedo bikini trunks, I admire every stalwart muscle, mouthwateringly detailed by the lighting. Every struggling contour glistening as steam rolls off their masculine frames! Their entwined, robust thighs struggling and straining as they wrestle fervently!
Strong grunts from them both, spawn my primal instincts as I feel a sensual surge of animalistic lust, seeing them pit muscle against muscle, body against body, limpid pearls of sweat drifting over every virile lineament of their powerful frames!
Begrudgingly, I return to Anene, who seems to be resting, obviously hoping to recoup some much-needed strength. I set the toys down, quickly grasp her ankles, binding them firmly with the robe belt! She belatedly begins kicking and squirming, then after a brief wrestling match, I force her onto her belly and methodically remove her right arm from beneath her.
All the while, I hear the gents slap onto the moist floor, grappling and wrestling about, trying to restrain each other!
With Anene now face down, I twist her right arm up, behind her, holding her in place as I reach out, grabbing the padded cuffs. I secure the first cuff onto her right wrist, wrap the chain around her neck and lift upward as I lean back endeavoring to grab the studded collar.
