Karen has dominated her opponents: She has had convincing wins over substantial opponents in Roxanne , Julia , and she absolutely demolished Sheryl . She loves to fight and has shown she knows how to use her powerful legs and stamina to perfection. If she can’t take her opponent early she will wear her down and exhaust her.Paula a very experienced catfighter surprised her and she started to dominate this fight with a powerful painfull body scissor . Expect Karen to get in close to Paula to take away her legs and make it a real hairpulling catfight. Karen just knows she can out hairpull and out claw Paula. If she fails...the fight is OVER.
mini story according to poll result (at this stage ) 
"Oh my, aren't you hot?" Paula sneered at the intended blonde rival. Karen put her class of chilled wine on the small table and ran her fingers through her hair. Her fiery eyes danced with anticipation. She knew Bilboy awaited the outcome. Or as she liked to think "Bilboy" would be full of rock hard anticipation. In her mind Paula had already won; she pictured Karen by being glassyeyed, barely able to walk. And that quite modest "old lady" white bra. That would be a nice trophy.
"Think you can take me, huh, Miss Paula. I'm gonna rip that slutty black bra right off those small apple boobs, honey. And your garters-I'm gonna-" Karen's voice trailed. She stared at her sexy rival. The blonde actually felt warm, no hot, no Sizzling. Jealousy, anger; and an overpowering desire to not only devastate Paula, but to strip her naked and make her beg. Karen had been in a number of fights over the years; won the most of them and lost a few But none like this. The two had been taunting, teasing and challenging each other for weeks. The added spice of the internet chat and some outstanding writing by various writers added to the fun and heat.
Click. The sound of the door being locked brought both a sense of relief and uneasiness to the two contenders. Totally privacy. No interference. No help either. Just two beautiful milfs...two cougars...two real wildcats , one plush room; a huge bed, a wetbar and behind the door? A shower or a jaccuzzi? Neither knew. And where was the Bilboy.
"Have a drink-my dear blonde friend," Karen cooed as she poured Paula a glass of chilled sweet smoothness. Paula seemed nervous, but accepted. She began to relax. She noticed Karen tug at the straps of her black bra. Just enough to display a hint of aerolae. And that delicious fully erect thick left nipple peeked out just a bit.
"Like what you see?" Karen cackled as she watched the blondes eyes focus on her impressive chest.
Paula involuntarily blushed. She stammered. Karen smiled noticing the blondes nipples suddenly stiffen.
"Bet they're pink-and very tender," Karen mused. Nice tempting targets. She licked her lips, placed her own now empty wine glass down on the table.
"Hurry up and drink up-I can't wait to take you down sweetie," Karen taunted as she moved closer. She was wearing sexy black panties, garters and heels. She studied the blonde-every inch of her. Heels, not as high, not as sharp. Nice legs. Nice body-a bit of a soft belly-another tempting target. To be punched, to sink her claws into the soft flesh. Pretty face. And that sexy red lipstick. Perhaps ideal for smearing. Those lips, and that tongue that seemed to playfully dart in and out of her moth as the blonde breathed threats. Empty threats or so they seemed.
"Okay, times up honey. Any rules or restrictions? Wanna play fight? Wrestle? Play footsie? Arm wrestle? Box? Whacha up for? A good old slapping game? Maybe a boob fight or a nasty tit fight? Or how bout we just, we just CATFIGHTTTTT!"
Whaaaaccck. Whaaaaam. Aiiiiiieeeeee.....
"Awrrrrrrk!" the surprised Karen screamed as Paula dropped her glass, blasted towards her, smacking her face with a wicked backhand.
Slow motion? If only-that luscious, delicious rock hard nipple "popped" into full view as Karen turned to avoid another blow. Paula drove a fist into her rivals belly before two angry hands, claws fully extended buried into her blonde hair.
"Aieeeee."
"Uhhhhhhh."
"Oooooophhh."
"Let go of my hair you crazy horney bitch," Paula screeched.
"Horney, as in What ya' squeezing my boobs for?"
Karen, nasty she-devil that she was, went from vicious hair pulling, to grabbing those big boobs, in a catfight minute (er, second.)
"Gonna twist 'em good," Karen thought as she hooked a thumb into a white bra cup. She felt her opponents angry fingernails rake her sides and claw at her stomach. Suddenly she noticed a furious hard pull on her garter.
"Oh, wanna play really dirty, huh?"
"Now, I'm gonna kick your hot little ass," Karen hissed. "And about that perky nipple-gonna grab it, pinch it and-Angry shout first promise; second, was more of a silent secret wish.
Paula moved in fast.....
"I gotcha now, bitch!" Paula snarled as she grabbed Karen's feet, jerked the blonde's legs apart. Karen screamed like a banshee as the blonde started tugging at her stilletto heels, then decided to leave them on; she grabbed the ankles, dug sharp nails in hard and deep. She smiled wickedly as she slowly twisted the shrieking, cursing blonde's feet and legs.
"Spread 'em honey," the blonde taunted; "Spread 'em wide," Paula extended her right foot, placed the heel in Karen's crotch. Spasms joined shrieks. As Karens lovely body squirmed and wriggled sexily, her half exposed breast bounced free. The other breast seemed intent on following suit, though more slowly. The second erect nipple was soon in full view.
"Ummmmmm-you like this Karen sweetie?" Paula teased.
"Gonna take you down-NOW!"
"Uhhhhhhh. Argggggh.-Whoaaa-N-Nu-Noooooo"
