Found this hot, sexy little discourse from about 4 years ago, preceding my FFF title fight against Joan, and not posted here before – hope you enjoy & please comment, if you do!
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Kayla
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CROSSING PATHS WITH KAYLA … AGAIN!
By Joan (& a response by Kayla)
BY JOAN:
As I suspected it has been much too long since I spent any quality
time at the gym and the way every muscle and tendon in my body ached
after a long , invigorating workout with my best friend Cindy, only
proved my point. Well as they say, no pain, no gain and if I
expected to reach the lofty goal of Champion in the FFF than I had
better be in my best shape. Oh, to be sure I beat Tina Diane in our
two previous fights but they were very close and could have gone
either way, luckily for me the outcome was in my favor. I doubt very
much if Tina will be taking her upcoming title defense lightly, it's
up to me to be prepared and ready for a knock down drag out battle.
The sound of running water caused me to forget about my upcoming
fight with Tina and think about Cindy. Dressed in my new Bali floral
print bra and matching panties I peeked around the row of lockers
and watched Cindy while she showered. Useless to control the
feelings I have for this incredible woman, immediately I felt that
all too familiar tingling between my loins while I silently studied
Cindy's magnificent body gyrating seductively as the water rained
down upon her creamy white flesh. "Ohhhh Cindy, how I wish you loved
me the way I love you....."
Suddenly a loud sarcastic laugh echoed throughout the locker room,
startled I spun around to see my arch enemy, my nemeses, Kayla. The young and upcoming bitch was constantly in my face! She
had an evil sneer on her face and the look of hatred in her
eyes, "You fat old bitch, don't tell me we can add voyeur to your long
list of decadent activities". Kayla began counting on her fingers in
a mocking tone, " Pig, drunk, whore, dyke, sex maniac and now,
peeping Tom, oh Joan, you make my skin crawl."
I stepped toward her and studied her for the longest time as she stood with her hands on her hips, her legs slightly spread apart, dressed in skin tight
black biker shorts and an all too small spandex top she glared at
me, "Go ahead, Joan, give me your best shot."
Without thinking I shot my arm forward and landed a solid jab into her bare belly, she did not move one inch Kayla simply laughed then punched her right fist
into the palm of her left hand, "My turn now."
I braced myself, regretting I let her trick me into this little game. Without any
warning Kayla slammed her tight fist into my belly, I grunted as the
impact forced the wind from my lungs causing me to take a small step
back.
Kayla gloated a bit seeing my reaction, "You slob, that belly
is softer than it looks and it really looks soft. Come on, bitch,
let's go another round!"
I sucked in a deep breath of air then steadied myself on my feet, rearing my right arm as far back as I could I slammed another punch into Kayla's mid section, her reaction
was the same, she grinned, other than that she did not move a
single muscle.
"Oh, Joanie you'll have to do better than that if you
expect to be a Champion again.", she punctuated her scathing words by
driving a rock hard fist deep into my sore belly hitting me a little
low, about halfway between my navel and groin.
My lungs emptied as I gasped out loud, teetering from side to side, clutching my
tummy, "You bitch, I hate you, Kayla!"
I hissed at her, while regaining my composure and staring at her incredible abs. God, they were like a steel washboard, what did I get myself into!
Determined to hurt the cocky, young bitch I balled my right hand up as tight as I could, reared my arm back then drove my fist fast and hard into Kayla's
taut belly. As soon as my hand collided with her stomach I knew I
did little or no damage, her belly did not cave in one inch and it
almost seemed as if my fist just bounced off her. Silently I admired
the incredible shape she was in, her body firm, strong and lean, not
an ounce of flab a really well toned model of the female form,
perhaps secretly I even envied her conditioning maybe even wanted
her more than I cared to admit. I cleared my head of these thoughts
and prepared to be slammed yet again by Kayla.
Kayla steeped forward than rested her left arm on my shoulder, she
leaned her head toward mine and kissed me, almost tenderly, on the cheek before
whispering in my ear, "You’re going down, slut..."
I was surprised by her actions but felt myself slightly aroused by her almost tender
touch and warm breath breezing in my ear. Kayla ran her hand very
slowly over my heaving bosom, between the deep cleavage of my
breasts than gently over the soft rise of my battered belly, she
gave it a little tap then positioned herself to deliver another
blow.
In a show of false bravado, I tossed my long wet blonde hair
back, parted my legs, planted my feet firmly on the ground and
placed my hands on my hips, defiantly I nodded my head, "I'm ready
for anything you can dish out Kayla, go ahead...."
Kayla flexed her right arm a couple of times then I watched as she methodically
curled her fingers into a tight fist, she pulled her arm so far back
it caused her right boob to pop free from her small top, then almost
as if playing a movie in slow motion, I heard the sound of her arm
slicing through the air, the din of flesh slamming into flesh
reverberated throughout the room, I felt my stomach explode in
spasms of throbbing pain, I let out a loud scream of anguish and was
helpless to stop her fist from burrowing deeper and deeper into my
belly, my head fell to my chest as Kayla kept pressing her rock
solid fist harder and deeper into me, I felt as if her knuckles were
slamming into my spine from the inside, I gasped and gagged, my
knees began to quiver, my usually strong legs betrayed me and I sank
down to the floor clutching my tortured tummy.........
(I'm down but NOT out)
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BY KAYLA:
With mixed emotions, I stare down at the older, blonde woman ... on her knees in front of me, clutching her tummy, keening softly ... her eyes painfully, yet defiantly staring back at me ... For a strange moment, I feel sorry for the attractive bitch ... wavering uncertainly between planting a kiss on her luscious lips, and picking her up and carrying her away to my bedroom? ... Or to deliver a vicious knock-out kick just under her inviting chin? Knocking her out?
But no ... not in this way ... Then I suddenly become self-conscious of my exposed right breast as Joan's gaze drifts towards it ... and in immediate response, I awkwardly feel my nipples stiffen ... and as I glance down, to see my rosy bud rising and standing to attention on my firm round mound ... I feel the blush rise up from cleavage to flush my cheeks with an embarrassing glow ...
Gazing directly at my evident and embarrassing arousal, Joan giggles tauntingly, licking her lips slowly and deliberately: "Hmmm?? Small, but a nice tit ... and topped by a delicious cherry ... Tee hee! ... I'm beginning to wonder who is really the dirty little dyke?", correctly guessing the conflicting turmoil raging in my mind ... her words and suggestive licking, causing further tingling down my spine ...
But I quickly retort, as I hastily slide my boob back into my spandex crop top, trying to put as much venom in my voice to hide my own confusion: "Don't kid yourself ... you're nothing but an old has-been hag! ... You or no-one else is going to stand in my way ... to becoming champion! I'll do anything it takes!" Turning, I walk away quickly ... though all the time conscious of the wet heat that had also grown in my loins ....
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BY JOAN:
Still kneeling in front of Kayla, weakened by her effective blast to
my belly, gasping audibly for air to fill my burning lungs, I reach
my left arm out wrap my hand around Kayla's muscular thigh to keep
myself from toppling over. I manage to kneel upright and steady
myself.
My face only inches from her crotch, my nostrils flare from
the unmistakable aroma of her sex, bending my head I gaze up at the
enemy above, the sight of her bare breast comes into view, her
nipple stands rigid and firm causing my own juices to stir.
Suddenly she steps back, tucks her bared breast inside her top then
turns to walk away. Watching her leave fills me with mixed
emotions, "Stay away from me BITCH, I hate you...." I scream out of
control, but she has long since disappeared. Without even realizing
it, my hand is no longer massaging my bruised stomach,
subconsciously my fingertips have slipped inside the waist band of
my panties and I am caressing my moist folds of glistening pink
flesh. "Get back here you Bitch , I'm not finished. KAYLA...... come
back...."
From around the corner Cindy appears before me, her voluptuous body
wrapped in a fluffy blue bath towel, "Joan, what the hell is going
on over here, what's all the commotion, what happened to you?"
Cindy reaches down and helps me to my feet, standing in front of me she
stares into my eyes, I gaze into her own exotic eyes and explain
what has just happened. Cindy embraces me and whispers in my
ear, "Joan, there will be time enough to deal with Kayla, don't let
her get under your skin. Right now you have to focus on Tina and
winning the Catfight Title. Ohhh, Joan, I would be so proud of you if
you finally managed to become The Champion."
I hold Cindy as tight as I can, in the back of my mind I know she is
right, I have to stay focused on my upcoming title match against
Tina, but........
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AS IT HAPPENED, JOAN DID WIN THE TITLE FIGHT AGAINST TINA AND SUBSEQUENTLY, DEFENDED IT AGAINST ME – READ ALL ABOUT OUR FFF CHAMPIONSHIP TITLE FIGHT AT:
http://www.freecatfights.com/forums/index.php/topic,3930.0.html 
