Fight of Era's - Layla Vs SarahWe all think about what would happen if someone from the nineties battled someone from now in both their primes. Was the last generation tougher then the present for example would be debated. While of course we can't magically bring two women in their primes together from different times, sometimes a battle of era's does take place, like what happened in the UK.
A catfighting company in Leeds run by two women had been in business together since the late nineties, while the friends Kelly and Denise didn't fight themselves, they did love watching the combat unfold in front of them. The money generated from the videos they put out also helped of course.
One day as they were brainstorming at their office about up coming fights. Kelly mentioned about a new fighter they had hired a few months ago named Layla. She had won her first two fights in hard hitting style, humiliating her opponents by face sitting them with her impressive booty, she was getting a bit of a reputation as hard to find women willing to take the risk to fight her for fear of suffering the same fate.
Denise scoffed as she said "too bad Sarah wasn't around to fight her. She would have fought her to the finish. Layla might have found out what a real fighter looks like." Making Kelly laugh at her, both having a difference of opinion on the matter.
See Sarah had been the unofficial champion of the company in her time. Fighting some of the greats in the UK in absolute brawls. She didn't always win but the girl she fought would admit that she was a handful. She retired after she fell pregnant, while she had wanted to come back after giving birth, once she actually had she found out that motherhood would be a battle of its own, meaning she couldn't find the time.
That was twenty years ago. Denise and Kelly making a friendly wager. If both their champions would go head to head then whoever's fighter lost had to pay the fighters out their own pocket. Both were excited by the idea of these two strong women locking horns and seeing who would emerge the victor.
Of course it was more depended on Sarah, would she fight again. They emailed her as they didn't know if she still had the same phone number. Luckily for them she responded two days later. Asking "so who is this bitch you wanna put against me?" Making them grin ear to ear. Clearly the fire had not left Sarah. Who was sent the two videos of Layla's fights so far.
While Layla was asked if she would do something a little different or to be precise fight someone a little different. Layla was interested even as she didn't know about Sarah. She told them "you have to drag the golden oldies out to fight me huh? Tell her if she wants it then I won't show her any mercy."
With soon enough details set out on date and time. One thing both wanted was to fight to a winner. No time limits or rounds. Both wanted to rip the pride of the other woman away from them and wouldn't settle for a draw. While usually that was saved for grudge fights, both women wouldn't be denied that.
The build up of course saw the owners put on their social media "Fight of Era's, the present Layla meets the past Sarah in a fight to a finish" with pictures of both in silk robes. Fists raised as it was photoshopped as both had let it be known if they were together before the fight, fists would be flying as both wanted to put the other in their place.
Seven o'clock on Friday night. While most women were out on the town. The women were in separate dressing rooms getting ready for the fight. Sarah looked into the mirror looking herself over. She was still stunning for being 51. Cupping her 38H tits as she looked into a mirror topless. She told herself "fucking batter the cxnt." To psyche herself up as she felt a few butterflies. Could she turn back the clock and beat this younger woman.
Who paced a little in her changing room. She had seen a few videos of Sarah to understand why they were pitted together, seeing a fearsome woman who she would have loved to have fought twenty five years ago. The 24 year old though wondered what Sarah had in the tank now. Her 36E breasts shook on her chest. She knew once the order to fight was yelled she had to go all out on this woman.
Both women got a knock on their doors to tell them it was showtime. Walking at separate ends of the building. Soon enough they walked through the door to the fighting area. A large room with blue mats on the wall, black walls, with the mini cameras set up to show different angles, including one above them as the doors locked behind them. Now it was them alone together till one of them won and both had dropped their robes outside the room to be totally bare inside the room.
A speaker into the room yelled "fight!" To make it official. Layla roars "come on you old cxnt!" As Sarah waves her to bring it. Fists are raised as they move towards each other. Swinging in hooks that don't all land, the ones that do though see knuckles thudding on flesh. Their mammoth tits jiggling around their chests, with even some slapping between their sets as both is now engrossed in the fight.
Nipples hardening as they feel hearts racing. Each clean hit makes one woman take a backwards step before she comes firing back at her opponent. Both very similar in build (Layla 5'6, 140lbs to Sarah's 5'8, 135lbs.) Leading to some hard hits already as they dig their feet into the mats.
Once they are touching nipples they both instinctively go for the others hair. Snarling as they engage in a nasty tug of war. Sarah snarls "come on then bitch... Show me what you got!" As they tug out hair onto the mats, toes being stood on to rile them up more. Soon enough they trip each other to the mats with a slap of bodies.
Rolling around hissing like two feral cats. Each frees a hand to punch the other in their bodies and kidneys. Pussies are getting to feel each other out too as both feel a little shudder through their spine. Feeling so alive fighting each other as if wondering where they had been in their lives.
Ending up on their sides facing each other. Layla digs a short right hook into the tit of Sarah to make her grit her teeth. Sarah firing back as they kick at each others legs too. Fighting with every part of them it seems as their tits morph slightly around the fists hitting them, red marks forming on them.
They break apart as they get annoyed with the stalemate forming. Back on their feet as Layla says "you were the best of the past? Fuck you must have all been weak sluts." Sarah fires back "well come on and find out then bitch." They grab each others hair again as sweat starts to drip off their brow to their breasts.
Which they start fighting with in a test of strength. Heads tilted back with eyes half shut as they groan. Mushrooming slightly as they fight for space. Both fighters can feel the others hard nipples digging into their prized tits. Neither can remember such hard nips being used against them. Making them adjust their shoulders to bring their nipples head on. Both whines out as they feel the pressure on their nipples, neither bending as both fight the urge to punch at the woman causing them such discomfort.
Soon Layla starts to feel hers give slightly. Sarah smirking as she grinds her nipples into Layla's, of course the brunette doesn't take that will a smile. Instead she fires her right knee between Sarah's legs, it doesn't land flush on Sarah's pussy, it does split them up as Sarah pushes her back. Rubbing the inside of her thigh as Layla rubs her nipples. Both scowling at the other as their chests rise faster. The mats showing hair of mixed colour around their bare feet as neither toughness can be questioned right now.
"You're just a pale intimidation of me darling." Snarled Sarah to her enemy. Layla's eyes go wide at that and she comes in swinging slaps. Sarah meeting her head on as both women get a few clean hit to cheeks, which start to mark up. Down below is the interesting story as both women are leaking juices. Clits seem to be growing harder as the owners of the catfight company's eyes go wide. This hasn't happened with either fighter before but clearly this war is making them both hot.
As they slap tits against each other and try to muscle their rival to a wall, they moan a little before getting tangled up in headlocks. Falling down onto their knees as they tug at the nearest tit to them. Both is groaning and fighting back tears as they are truly giving their all here to win. Sweat and a little juices landing on the mats below them as they scream insults at each other.
After a quick break on their knees, both try to get a leg over the others back, hoping to take it so they can choke the other out in a sleeper hold. Instead they go down to the mats together. Rolling around again as they fight for supremacy. Layla lands a short right hook under the tit of Sarah. Who cries out before she rakes her nails down the spine of Layla. The younger woman howling as her head tilts back, soon it's her proud bum taking the abuse of nails using it like a scratching post.
Layla pushes Sarah under her chin by her right hand, her left squeezes and tugs at the nipple of Sarah. Who cries out as her eyes shut, cheeks flushed red as she kicks at the mats. Over fifteen minutes now of fighting between these two stronger women. With Sarah shaking her head wondering if she should quit. Something deep inside though yells at her not to as she swings a left hook onto the chin of Layla to turn her head. Layla falling to lay beside Sarah with their shoulders nearly touching.
Panting as they look at the lights. If not for their pride both might agree to a draw, instead taking time to recover before they start pushing to their knees. Touching foreheads as they stare right into their opponents eyes. Seeing a determination mirrored by their own gaze. Sweat dripping off their bodies as they each go for broke. Fingers squeezing and digging nails into the others proud boobs.
Howling as their heads rock back. Tears running down cheeks as they tug and tear at breasts. Red marks can be seen on them with some scratch marks bleeding. Layla draws on her strength to yank Sarah towards her as she surprises the veteran by going to her back. Sarah getting trapped between the powerful thighs of Layla, who squeezes the scissors as Sarah cries out.
"Submit!" Screams Layla; feeling that Sarah's grip is weakening. Sarah is giving her all to hold on. Even spitting into the face of Layla to try to get her off. Their pussies rub to make them both shut their eyes. Soon though Sarah has to tap the mats as she screams "fuck! I give!" As Layla pushes her off to her side.
Both are panting as they lay side by side again. Tears running down their cheeks as this was an absolute war. The owners in their control room are stunned by what they saw, neither saying a word as they look at their monitors. Wondering if they should go in the room now or wait to see what Layla will do to Sarah as the winner.
Layla slowly turns herself till she can get on top of Sarah but not as she usually would. Instead she kisses Sarah as their clits fence. Sarah kissing her hungrily back as they make out. Pussies grinding as they moan, a hint of a smile on their faces as they passionately kiss. Tongues wrestling in mouths as they bump pussies.
It isn't long before both women's bodies quake as they scream "oh god!" That is the same reaction Kelly and Denise have as they look at each other and furiously kiss. Falling to the floor together to have their own make out session as the fight and this has them massively turned on. The fighters orgasming hard together as their mixed cum splashes onto the mats.
In the fighting room Layla rolls back beside Sarah. Looking to the heavens as both are smiling, feeling bonded to the woman who gave them the best fight of their life. After three minutes of catching their breath they help each other to their feet. Layla hissing "I got you.." Sarah grins as she says "this time you did." With both kissing the other, before heading to their own doors. Finding they can't get out though.
Unbeknownst to them the owners are both orgasming hard. Panting as Kelly tells Denise "go... Get them two... Before they fight again..." Sarah and Layla eyeing each other up. Maybe thinking of round two now but the doors soon open. Nodding to each other with a grin before they leave the room.
Of course the fight was the best seller of the company. Along with both women becoming friendly outside of fighting. Still they knew that someday they might lock up again as respect only goes so far when you are both alpha's wanting to be number one. While the debate between of whose the best of all time. These two have found a rivalry for the ages.
