[howardcosell]

this guy is by far one of my favorite writers of this genre of story. I'm really feeling under the weather, and I'm not the only one in my house feeling that way, so while I get myself and the others well, I wanted to put this excellent story on the board from an excellent writer.
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My interest in belly-punching stemmed from an encounter I saw about seven years ago. At the time I was a coach and P.E. teacher at a high school in Indiana. The fight I witnessed was so brief that it could scarcely be called a fight -- more of a one-sided flare-up.
On the day in question I was on duty at the end of class, supervising the boys' locker room as they left for the next class period. My co-teacher had arranged with me to cover her duties for the last ten minutes since she had to leave for a meeting.
As the last of the boys left, I walked to the center of the gym to make sure the students didn't hang around and be late to class. At this time I heard loud voices coming from the girls' locker room -- screaming, name calling and swearing. I ran toward the gym door to see what was going on.

As I got nearly to the door, two girls dressed only in bras and bikini panties came running out of the locker room. They had obviously gotten into an argument (about a boy, I later discovered). Each girl was well built, and I would guess weighed about 110 pounds.
Tammy (not her real name) caught the other girl, Jenny, by the arm and threw her into the wall. Jenny hit her head and was somewhat stunned. While she was just standing there, Tammy punched her hard in the stomach, a couple of inches above the belly button. The punch sank in deep and totally winded the girl. Tammy then slapped her twice across the face. When Jenny's hands came up to her face, her body was wide open, and Tammy took advantage of it. She drove a wicked underhand punch right into Jenny's belly button. Tammy's small fist almost disappeared in Jenny's belly, and Jenny fell to her knees.

My duty was to break up the fight (which I did), but I always wondered what would have happened if I hadn't intervened.
Since it was the last period of the day, there was no one in the gym. It was the perfect opportunity for Tammy to take her revenge on the little tramp who had stolen her boyfriend. Jenny was still sitting on the floor holding her belly where she had been punched.
Tammy dragged Jenny into the locker room and pushed her back against the lockers. She held her against the lockers with her left arm across Jenny's upper chest while she gave her two sharp punches to her tanned, flat stomach, about mid-way between her breasts and belly button. The punches dug into the seventeen-year-old brunette and forced most of the remaining air from her lungs.

"I've got plans for you," said Tammy, "but first I'm going to have a little fun".
Tammy grabbed a handful of hair and pulled Jenny upright. The pain in her scalp caused Jenny to raise her hands up to try to relieve the pain, giving Tammy what she wanted -- another wide open shot at Jenny's body. Tammy fired two vicious uppercuts high in Jenny's mid-section, just below her breasts. Jenny's eyes bugged, and her hands fell to her side as her body drained of air. Her breasts rose and fell as she tried in vain to fill her aching lungs.

"Hmmmm, more target," Tammy said as she ripped off Jenny's bra.
They proved to be excellent targets as Tammy jabbed her right fist into Jenny's left breast and her left fist into the right tit. Each punch landed hard on the nipple and drove into the supporting tissue. Jenny screamed and covered her chest with her arms. This left her lower body vulnerable, and Tammy was ready. She drove her left fist into Jenny's deep innie belly button, and the punch made a satisfying "smack."
It was not as satisfying as the next punch, a huge right-hand shot that landed in Jenny's belly about three inches below her navel. Jenny moaned as this hardest punch yet sank into her unprotected belly.

"I like the way that felt," laughed Tammy as Jenny sank to her knees holding her lower belly. "You're softer than you look down there. Let's see just how soft you are."

Tammy was in the process of working over her rival and had just landed a hard punch under Jenny's navel, and was surprised how soft Jenny was. This was just what Tammy wanted, so she pulled Jenny to her feet with the intention of going back to that area. Jenny kept her hands on her lower belly and turned away. The only soft target available was her side, so Tammy sent two shots into Jenny's side, about parallel to her belly button. These hurt the girl and she turned back to face Tammy.

"That's more like it," said Tammy, and she drove her fist into Jenny's lower belly on the right side. Jenny groaned and bent toward the right, leaving the left side of her belly a convenient target. Tammy punched her low in her belly on the left. The right and left punches set Jenny up for the killer, a vicious punch that landed a couple of inches below Jenny's navel and buried into the now yielding flesh. As Jenny doubled, her breasts hung down vulnerable and asking to be punched. Tammy punched first one and then the other ripe tit, smashing them into her chest wall. Jenny cried out and covered herself.

For variety, Tammy punched Jenny in the eye with her left and in the nose with her right. The pain from getting punched in the nose enraged Jenny and for the first time she went on the offensive. She charged and threw a wild punch at Tammy's head. Tammy easily ducked the punch and countered with a hard uppercut that landed just above Jenny's navel. As Jenny tried to double over, Tammy pushed her back against the lockers where she was momentarily stunned.

Following up her advantage, Tammy went back to her favorite target, Jenny's sexy lower belly. First a right and then a left sank into Jenny's soft belly below the navel. Jenny just stood there, so Tammy stepped to the side and gave her a karate chop across her flat stomach and a huge follow-up punch that buried into her belly below the navel. As Jenny was going down, Tammy stepped in close and drove her knee into Jenny's midsection.

Tammy found a short piece of rope and tied Jenny's hands behind her to the handle of one of the lockers. Jenny was then just where Tammy wanted her -- totally helpless and vulnerable. There would be no hands or arms to ward off punches; no place to go, nowhere to hide, and no one to help.
Tammy then stepped close to her victim as Jenny's eyes widened with fear.
"Where should I punch you next?"
"Here?" as she placed her clenched fist in the middle of Jenny's midsection.
"Here?" as she gently pushed her fist into Jenny's left breast.
"What about here?" as she lightly probed her soft belly far below her navel. "Maybe I'll just leave and go get my boyfriend back --
" Tammy turned as if to walk away but then suddenly jabbed her elbow back hard, right into Jenny's solar plexus. The unexpected blow winded Jenny and left her unable to tighten muscles for what was to happen next.

Tammy stood flat-footed and rained a series of punches on Jenny's upper body. Shots to her breasts came in straight on the nipples or uppercuts that came in to the underside of her tits. Five straight jabs dug into the middle of her flat stomach, no longer firm but yielding with every blow.
"I'm getting tired, I'm going to put you away with belly punches," said Tammy.
Jenny begged, "Not my belly, you'll kill me."

Tammy was not impressed and began her assault. Big uppercuts, lefts and rights, landed on Jenny's belly button. Tammy stuck out the middle knuckle when she punched and aimed that knuckle to the center of Jenny's belly button.

Finally, Tammy went to work on Jenny's lower belly, that gentle little curve two to three inches under her navel. She literally buried her fists in Jenny's gut, on each side of her belly button and directly under her belly button. Jenny's muscle support was gone, and her lower belly received the punches like a long-lost friend. Tammy stepped in close and gave her five knee lifts to the belly, until Jenny passed out.

"Too bad," said Tammy, "we'll have to get together again, sometime."
Before leaving, she gave Jenny one more vicious shot to the stomach. Jenny moaned softly
Jenny slowly regained consciousness, found her clothes and got dressed. She felt like she'd been hit by a truck. Her whole body ached, especially her belly. She somehow made it home and into a nice warm bath where stayed for nearly an hour. She relived the beating she had just received, and all of the pain and anger returned. As she was toweling off, she help but see the ugly splotches of black, blue, and red that her summer's tan couldn't cover. From the middle of her stomach to far below herbelly button, the marks of Tammy's fists were evident. She recalled the pain of those fists striking her breasts and the thought that Tammy was going to punch all the way through her body as she drove her fists deep in her lower belly. She vowed revenge.

As it developed, she had even more reason for anger toward Tammy. Brad, the boyfriend who was at the center of theproblem was not at all sympathetic. He, in fact, sided with Tammy and said that her didn't want a wimp like Jenny for a girlfriend. So now, Jenny had lost all the way around--she'd been beaten to a pulp and lost her boyfriend to her rival. She vowed never to lose a fight again. She joined the local "Y" and began working out there. She wanted to tighten up her abs as well as take boxing lessons . The teacher was effective, and Jenny was a quick study. She learned how to block punches, to follow through for the post power, to put her entire body behind punches and to throw combinations. Her jogging and crunches paid off, too. Her abs were more defined, and she looked even better in her bikini, which she could finally wear, now that her bruises had healed.

She sought Tammy out at school one day and told her that she wanted a rematch after school down at a deserted beach. And, she wanted Tammy to bring Brad so he could both referee and watch Jenny get her revenge. She intended to show Brad that she certainly was no wimp. Tammy readily agreed. Jenny also stipulated that each fighter would wear shorts and a cut-off tee. The shorts had to cover the belly-button. She also insisted that there be punches only to exposed skin. That meant no tit or lower belly punches. Even though she expected to win, she did not want Tammy using her belly for her personal punching bag. She wanted a fair fight, and was sure that Brad would keep things from getting out of hand. Tammy's only response was, "Whatever".

Late that Jenny arrived at the desrted beach on the outskirts of town. Jen had followed her own rules to the letter. She was wearing a pair of cut-off jeans which covered her belly button and a short cut-off tee that just covered her breasts. She looked quite fit as the white tee contrasted nicely with her firm, tan stomach. Jen felt confident as she rehersed her footwork, the necessary follow-through on punches, and the ways she knew to block punches. Even though she had lost Brad, she knew she could win him back by beating Tammy. She also wanted to put a big hurt on Tammy for the unfair beating the blonde had given her. She remembered looking down and seeing her breasts brutalized and Tammy's fists nearly disappearing in her belly. She hated the girl.

A few minutes later, Tammy and Brad showed up. Tammy was dressed similarly to Jen--cut-off shorts and a tee. Brad stepped between the two combatants and reviewed the rules: punches, kicks, elbows were allowed only to exposed skin. There would be no rounds or times out. As Brad went over the rules, her thought tohimself,"What a sweet deal, these two babes fighting over me." He couln't help but notice that the two were in many ways a mirror image of each other. They were about 5"7", and weighed about 120. Their legs were brown and well toned from days and weeks of playing on the beach, their midsections were flat and looked well-toned, especially Jenny's. Even their breasts appeared to be about the same size--full and firm and totally in proportion to their size.

At last Brad said, "Get it on", and the two girls circled each other. Jen's arms were raised in classic boxer style while Tam's arms were a little higher. She certainly did not want to get hit in her beautiful face. Tammy struck first, aiming a right at Jen's face. Jenny caught it on her arm and kept circling. Tam then thre another head shot, but Jen simply weaved out of the way. Jen then fired off a jab that landed on Tammy's forehead. It wasn't a particularly hard punch, but her head snapped back, anyway. Jenny then landed a left jab to the right side of Tammy's face. Tammy retreated, and Jen stole a smile at Brad. Jenny then faked another left to the face, and when Tammy took the fake, she received a hard right under her ribs. Jenny then slipped in a nice left/right combination to the face that set Tammy up for a straight right to the pit of her stomach, just above the navel. Tammy grunted and retreated. "This is not going well, who taught this b... to fight?", Tammy thought to herself. She decided to go on the offensive and rushed Jenny with a flurry of punches. All she received for her efforts were missed punches, a shot to the eye, and a jab in her stomach. Jenny could see that Tammy was no match for her and stepped up the pace. She peppered Tammy with punches to the face, and when her guard came up, she zinged her with two uppercuts that landed just above the waistband ofher shorts. Tammy was in trouble now, and when Jenny faked another body shot, she bought the fake and never saw the overhand right that landed on the left side of her face and sent her down.

Jenny stood over her and asked if she'd had enough. Brad was yelling at her to get up. Tammy got up on all fours and realized that her only chance was the sand she was now clutching in her hands. She got to her feet and moved toward Jenny who was ready to finish her and reclaim her boyfriend. As the two came together, Tammy threw both handfuls of sand directly in Jenny's eyes. Blinded, Jenny staggered back, both hands instinctively clawing at her eyes.

As Jenny backed away, a smile flickered across Tammy's face. The past few minutes of getting her head handed to her on a plate were quickly forgotten. All Tammy could see was the opportunity to do some quick damage to Jenny. The brunette was standing there holding her eyes thinking only of the pain caused by what seemed like a thousand pieces of broken glass in her eyes. Tammy took careful aim and unloaded two well placed uppercuts to Jenny's midsection. The punches landed on either side of Jenny's tanned navel just above the top of her cut-offs. Jenny's hands came down from her eyes and were pressed to her stomach. Standing right in front of Jenny, Tammy sent anotherpunch above the protecting hands and into Jenny just below her breasts. A deep "OOOUGH" came from deep within Jenny as she fought for breath. Blinded by the sand and in anguish from the assault to her stomach, Jenny was not aware of the fist until it landed on her jaw. Her head snapped back, and she staggered.

Tammy followed up with a punch under Jenny's right eye. Disoriented and trying to protect her face, Jenny had no protection against the two punches that dug into her flat stomach. Jenny would have needed much more ab work to be able to withstand the series of punches that landed just above the top of her shorts from one side of her trim midriff to the other. Her abs were slowly being beaten to putty, and each punch seemed to dig in deeper. Another head shot dropped Jenny to her knees, where she stayed, breathing hard, still trying to clear her vision. This picture of helplessness brought out the killer instinct in Tammy, and while Jenny was still on her knees, hands at her eyes, Tammy made a beautiful soccer-style kick to.....

While Jenny was still on her knees, hands at her eyes, Tammy made a beautiful soccer-style kick to the middle of her stomach. A loud "oough" escaped Jenny's lips as she tried desparately to breathe. Tammy pulled the girl to her feet, but was surprised to see Jenny find a burst of energy and run toward her car. Tammy easily caught her from behind, ripping off her tee in the process. As Jenny struggled to escape, she called for Brad to help her. Just as Brad got to the struggling pair, Jenny's flimsy bra was torn off. Brad held Jenny in his arms, no doubt enjoying the sensuous feel of Jenny's firm breasts against his bare chest. Although Jenny was monentarily comforted, she did not see the broad wink Brad gave Tammy. Suddenly he turned Jenny around to face Tammy and held her arms behind her. "Don't you want some practice on the stationary bags?", he asked

Tammy as she approached her victim. Jenny could now see well enough to know that she was in serious trouble, and she felt the first trouble when Tammy's fist landed full on her left breast, directly on the nipple. She screamed in pain as first one tit and then the other was subjected to a vicious beating. Tammy used both fists and punched each tit straight on thenipple or with uppercuts that came to the bottom of each orb. For variety, she slugged Jenny occasionally in her flat stomach.

Tammy jabbed Jenny in the face with her left fist, and the pain of bone on bone seemed to hurt Tammy as much as Jenny. Tammy swore and held her hand. "I need a softer target; how's that belly of yours today; I can't even see it with those shorts up so high," said Tammy. She unsnapped Jenny's cut-offs and began to pull them down. "No", screamed Jenny, "not my belly". "Fraid so, honey; you've got to be taught a lesson", replied Tammy with a smirk. Tammy slid the cut-offs down until they were resting on the ground. "Well, well, well, look at this," said Tammy. What she saw was several inches of Jenny's smooth, sexy belly below her navel. Jenny's bikini panties were just a sliver or red as they hung on Jenny's hips, revealing the 17 year old's tan belly with its deep innie belly button. Her work in the gym had produced just the hint of some muscle definition in her belly, and this served to draw Tammy's (and Brad's) eyes to the softly feminine lines of her gut. "We're gonna have some fun, now," grinned Tammy as Jenny sobbed with the recognition of what was going to happen.

"Please don't punch my belly; you can have Brad; just don't hurt me any mo...OOOOGH". Jenny's plea for mercy turned into an exclamation of pain as Tammy's left fist landed on Jenny's belly button. The left was followed by a right to the same target. The sound and feel of fist on belly brought back pleasant memories to Tammy and a nightmare to Jenny. "Don't worry, I'm following your rules. You said punching only to exposed skin, and I'd say your belly is pretty exposed right now," laughed Tammy. Tammy then punped punches into Tammy's belly to the left and right of her navel. Jenny began to slump over, and Tammy told Brad to hold her up straight. He did as she said, and even bent her back a little, so that her belly was pushed out toward Tammy, making it a better target. Jenny began to beg for mercy again, so Tammy went upstairs with a punch to the solar plexus to quieten her down. "Having trouble breathing? Maybe this will take your mind off your lungs", said Tammy as she smashed Jenny's belly button with two punches. Tammy then attacked the softest part of Jenny's body, her gently rounded lower belly. She pivoted and put her weight behind a powerful punch that made contact a good three inches below Jenny's belly button and dug into the soft, tan flesh.

Jenny's head was hanging down, and she was in theposition of being an observer to her own belly beating. "Watch this," laughed Jenny as she sent another devestator into Jenny's lower belly. Jenny watched the small hard fist sink into her body and felt the burning pain it caused.
Tammy stepped to the side and gave Jenny two karate chops to the lower left side of her belly. What she lacked in Oriental technique she made up with power, and the whole length of the edge of her hand just buried into the helpless girl. "I need more practice with my left hand", Tammy said, and she went to Jenny's right side with two more karate shots. "Are you getting tired of holding this cow?" Tammy asked brad. "You want some of this?" "Sure", replied Brad, "it looks like fun". "Go for it, enjoy!" replied Tammy.

Brad and Tammy exchanged places, and Brad stood directly in front of Jenny, and what he saw was a beautiful 17 year old, perfectly proportioned and nearly naked except for the tiny red bikini panty. Her full, firm breasts, her flat stomach, and sexy, smooth soft, belly all beckoned to him. He had never punched a girl before, but knew he was going to love it. His first punch was, for him, a rather light one, landingin themiddleof Jenny's stomach. To Jenny, it was the hardest punch so far, and her eyes bugged out and her breath was again driven from herlungsby the force of the blow. Brad then punched Jenny's breasts and thrilled tothe feel of his hard fists on the smooth, soft skin. "Go to her belly", you'll like it there", encouraged Tammy. Brad did just that, and drove his fist into her belly button. "OOOUGH" was what came form Jenny. Brad then poked his fingers into Jenny's belly below her navel. "You are really soft, you should exercise more" he smirked before a pounded three straight monter punched low in the girls belly, each punch driving deep into the girl's gut. He then smashed her in the face with two punches before sending two more punches to her lower belly. "You should have tried this", he said to Tammy as he gave Jenny a three fingered thrust to the belly button. Once again, his hand all but disappeared in the wide open, helpless girl's body. "Let's go," said Tammy, "finish her off". A knee lift to the belly, three jabs to Jenny's now totally soft mid-section, and three huge shots to her lower belly caused the girl's head to sag forward. She was in dreamsville. One more huge punch tothe middle of Jenny's stomach made her lips purse into a perfect "ooo" as the punch dug in.
Jenny collapsed to the sand. Tammy pitched Jenny's clothes on her beaten body as she and Brad walked away, smiling.

[Kayla]

A nice one, but maybe just a little too one-sided for me, though still enjoyable!  

Hugs
Kayla

[Marie B.]

Jenny was hurtin' for certain.

[howardcosell]

thanks, Kayla and Marie! You guys know what I like, so it should come as no surprise that a story like this is a favorite of mine. When I wrote here regularly, I tried to lay off the belly-punching stuff, especially if it didn't fit the character. That was true for both of your characters... but of course, Abbyfights started making Kayla a gut-puncher and Marie the writer had Marie the character going to the body thanks to her Siena training.

[Catwacher]

This fantastic tale by Ace served as the inspiration for my "The Tammy Chronicles" set of stories. This fight story is definitely one of the classics and influenced more than a few of us.

[howardcosell]

exactly, Catwacher. You wonder what happened to Ace because his work really was great. You should put some of your work on this board; I've heard it's pretty good stuff.

[Catwacher]

Only because you asked Howard, I will post the first chapter of the "Tammy Chronicles" here. It contains small modifications to Ace's tale (done with his permission) to set up the necessary conditions for the ending.

I fully expect a hail of poop for it as more than a few here don't care to break a nail in combat let alone go as far as I do. Be that as it may, ednjiy my friend. And tell that sexy Samantha I said hello! :-)

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Tammy vs Jenny
Modifications and Additions to a Story by Ace
Posted on Jaster's BP Board
by Catwacher
10-22-99

The usual warning caveats about violence and sex apply. NO ONE under the age of 18 should read or be in possession of this story.



Loud voices were coming from the girls' high school locker room--screaming, name calling and swearing. Two girls, varsity cheerleaders for their school's football team, dressed only in bras and bikini panties came running out of the locker room, still arguing about a boy they both wanted. Each girl was well built, each weighing about 110 pounds. Tammy, a blonde, caught the other girl, Jenny, a brunette, by the arm and threw her into the wall. Jenny hit her head and was somewhat stunned. While she was just standing there, Tammy punched her hard in the stomach, a couple of inches above the belly button. The punch sank in deep and totally winded her rival. Tammy then slapped her twice across the face, forehanded then backhanded. When Jenny's hands came up to her face, her body was wide open, and Tammy took advantage of it. She drove a wicked underhand punch right into Jenny's belly button. Tammy's small fist almost disappeared in Jenny's belly, and she fell to her knees.

Since it was the last period of the day, there was no one in the gym. It was the perfect opportunity for Tammy to seriously work over the little tramp who's boyfriend she had stolen after so much effort. Jenny was still sitting on the floor holding her belly where she had been punched. Tammy dragged Jenny into the locker room and pushed her back against the lockers. She held her against the lockers with her left arm across Jenny's upper chest while she gave her two sharp punches to her tanned, flat stomach, about mid-way between her breasts and belly button. The punches dug into the 17 year old brunette and forced most of the remaining air from her lungs. "I've got plans for you," said Tammy, "but first I'm going to have a little fun." Tammy grabbed a handful of hair and pulled Jenny upright. The pain in her scalp caused Jenny to raise her hands up to try to relieve the agony, giving Tammy what she wanted--another wide open shot at her body. Tammy fired two vicious uppercuts high into Jenny's mid-section, just below her breasts. Jenny's eyes bugged, and her hands fell to her side as her body drained of air. Her breasts rose and fell as she tried in vain to fill her aching lungs. "Hmmmm, more targets," Tammy said as she ripped off Jenny's bra. The brunette's tits proved to be excellent targets as Tammy jabbed her right fist into Jenny's left breast and her left fist into the right breast. Each punch landed hard on the nipple and drove into the supporting tissue. Jenny screamed and covered her chest with her arms. This left her lower body vulnerable, and Tammy was ready. She drove her left fist into Jenny's deep innie belly button, and the punch made a satisfying "smack". It was not as satisfying as the next punch, a huge righthand shot that landed in Jenny's belly about three inches below her navel. Jenny moaned as this hardest punch yet sank into her unprotected belly.

"I like the way that felt, honey," laughed Tammy as Jenny sank to her knees, moaning, holding her lower belly. "You're softer than you look down there; let's see just how soft you are."

Tammy was thoroughly enjoying the process of working over her rival. The 17 year old blonde wanted nothing more than to continue pounding the rival for her boy's love, so she pulled Jenny to her feet with the intention of going back to work on her. Jenny kept her hands on her lower belly and turned away. The only soft target available was her side, so Tammy sent two shots into Jenny's side, about parallel to her belly button. This hurt the girl and she turned back to face Tammy. "That's more like it," said a grinning Tammy as she drove her fist into Jenny's lower belly on the right side. Jenny groaned and bent toward the right, leaving the left side of her belly a convenient target. Tammy punched her low in her belly on the left. The right and left punches set Jenny up for the killer, a vicious punch that landed acouple of inches below Jenny's navel and buried into the now yielding flesh. As Jenny doubled, her breasts hung down vulnerable and asking to be punched. Tammy punched first one and then the other ripe tit, smashing them into her chest wall. Jenny cried out and covered herself.

Warming to her task, Tammy punched Jenny in the eye with her left and in the nose with her right. The pain from getting punched in the nose enraged Jenny and for the first time she went on the offensive. She charged and threw a wild punch at Tammy's head. Tammy easily ducked the punch and countered with a hard uppercut that landed just above Jenny's navel. As Jenny tried to double over, Tammy pushed her back against the lockers where she was momentarily stunned. Following up her advantage, Tammy went back to her favorite target, Jenny's sexy lower belly. First a right and then a left sank into Jenny's soft belly below the navel. Jenny just stood there, so Tammy stepped to the side and gave her a karate chop across her flat stomach and a huge follow-up punch that buried into her belly below the navel. As Jenny was going down, Tammy stepped in close and drove her knee into Jenny's midsection.

Tammy found a short piece of rope and tied Jenny's hands behind her, then to the handle of one of the lockers. Jenny was then just where Tammy wanted her--totally helpless and vulnerable. There would be no hands or arms to ward off punches; no place to go, nowhere to hide,and no one to help.

Tammy then stepped close to her victim as Jenny's eyes widened with fear. "Where should I punch you next? Here?" as she placed her clinced fist in the middle of Jenny's midsection. "Here?" as she gently pushed her fist into Jenny's left breast. "What about here?" as she softly placed her right fist below Jenny's chin. "Maybe I'll just leave and go fuck my new boyfriend!"

Tammy turned as if to walk away, but then suddenly jabbed her elbow back hard, right into Jenny's solar plexus. The unexpected blow winded Jenny and left her unable to tighten muscles for what was to happen next. Tammy stood flat footed and rained a series of punches on Jenny's upper body. Shots to her breasts came in straight on the nipples or uppercuts that came in to the underside of her tits. Five straight jabs dug into the middle of her flat stomach, no longer firm but yielding with every blow.

"I'm getting tired. As much as I'd love to punch your head off, bitch, I'm going to have to put you away with belly punches. Can't leave any marks on a fellow cheerleader, can I?", said Tammy. Jenny begged her blonde tormentor, "Not my belly, you'll kill me". Tammy was not impressed, "Shut up, slut!" and began her assault. Big uppercuts, lefts and rights, landed on her belly button. Tammy stuck out the middle knuckle when she punched and aimed that knuckle to the center of Jenny's belly button. Finally, Tammy went to work on Jenny's lower belly, that gentle little curve 2-3 inches under her navel. She literally buried her fists in Jenny's gut, on each side of her belly button and directly under her belly button. Jenny's muscle support was gone, and her lower belly received the punches like a long-lost friend. Tammy stepped in close, whispering, "Brad will NEVER touch this again, bitch!" and gave Jenny five vicious knee lifts to the cxnt, finally causing Jenny to pass out.

"Too bad," said Tammy, raising the beaten brunette's head up by the bangs to face her, "We'll have to get together again, sometime, sweety." Before leaving, she gave Jenny one more vicious backhanded slap to the face. Jenny moaned softly and, minutes later, slipped off the locker door to fall on the floor in a heap.

Jenny slowly regained consciousness, found her clothes and got dressed. She felt like she'd been hit by a truck. Her whole body ached, especially her belly. She somehow made it home and into a nice warm bath where stayed for nearly an hour. She relived the beating she had just received, and all of the pain and anger returned. As she was toweling off, she couldn't help but see the ugly splotches of black, blue, and red that her summer's tan couldn't cover. From the middle of her stomach to far below her belly button, the marks of Tammy's fists were evident. She recalled the pain of those fists striking her breasts and the thought that Tammy was going to punch all the way through her body as she drove her fists deep in her lower belly. She vowed revenge on the blonde bitch both for taking Brad and for the beating she received.

Brad, the boyfriend who was at the center of the problem was not at all sympathetic. He, in fact, sided with Tammy and said that her didn't want a wimp like Jenny for a girlfriend. Jenny had lost all the way around--she'd been beaten to a pulp and lost her boyfriend to her rival. She vowed never to lose a fight again. She joined the local "Y" and began working out there. She wanted to tighten up her abs as well as take boxing lessons . The teacher was effective, and Jenny was a quick study. She learned how to block punches, to follow through for the most power, to put her entire body behind punches and to throw combinations. Her jogging and crunches paid off, too. Her abs were more defined, and she looked even better in both her cheering uniform and her bikini, which she could finally wear, now that her bruises had healed.

She sought Tammy out at school one day and told her that she wanted a rematch after school down at a deserted beach. And, she wanted Tammy to bring Brad so he could both referee and watch Jenny get her revenge. She intended to show Brad that she certainly was no wimp and that she was the better woman. Tammy readily agreed. Jenny also stipulated that each fighter would wear their cheering skirts and a cut-off tee. She knew how much Brad loved making love to her from behind up her skirt. Jenny was secretly thrilled at the prospect of fucking him right there on the beach after punching Tammy's lights out. Tammy's only response was, "Sure bitch, whatever".

Late that afternoon Jenny arrived at the desrted beach on the outskirts of town. The dark haired teen had followed her own rules to the letter. She was wearing her shortest pleated cheering skirt and a short cut-off tee that just covered her breasts. She looked quite fit as the white tee contrasted nicely with her firm, tan stomach. Jenny felt confident as she rehersed her footwork, the necessary follow-through on punches, and the ways she knew to block punches. Even though she had lost Brad, she knew she could win him back by beating Tammy. She also wanted to put a big hurt on the blonde for the savage beating Tammy had given her. She remembered looking down and seeing her breasts brutalized and Tammy's fists nearly disappearing in her belly. She hated the girl.

A few minutes later, Tammy and Brad showed up. Tammy was dressed similarly to Jenny - pleated cheering skirt and a tee. Brad stepped between the two combatants and reviewed the rules: punches, kicks, elbows were allowed. There would be no rounds or time outs. As Brad went over the rules, his cock stiffened and he thought to himself, "What a sweet deal, these two babes fighting over me." He couldn't help but notice that the two were in many ways a mirror image of each other. They were about 5"7", and weighed about 110 pounds. Their legs were brown and well toned from days and weeks of playing on the beach, their midsections were flat and looked well-toned, especially Jenny's. Even their breasts appeared to be about the same size--full and firm and totally in proportion to their size.

At last Brad said, "Get it on!" and the two girls circled each other. Jenny's arms were raised in classic boxer style while Tammy's arms were a little higher. She certainly did not want to get hit in her beautiful face. Tammy struck first, aiming a right at Jenny's face. Jenny caught it on her arm and kept circling. Tammy then threw another head shot, but Jenny simply weaved out of the way. Jenny then fired off a jab that landed on Tammy's forehead. It wasn't a particularly hard punch, but her head snapped back anyway. Jenny then landed a left jab to the right side of Tammy's face. Tammy retreated, and Jen stole a smile at Brad. Jenny then faked another left to the face, and when Tammy took the fake, she received a hard right under her ribs. Jenny then slipped in a nice left/right combination to the face that set Tammy up for a straight right to the pit of her stomach, just above the navel. Tammy grunted and retreated. "Who taught this bitch to fight?" Tammy thought to herself. She decided to go on the offensive and rushed Jenny with a flurry of punches. All she received for her efforts were missed punches, a shot to the eye, and a jab in her stomach. Jenny could see that Tammy was no match for her and stepped up the pace. She peppered Tammy with punches to the face, and when her guard came up, she zinged her with two uppercuts that landed just above the waistband of her skirt. Tammy was in trouble now, and when Jenny faked another body shot, she bought the fake and never saw the overhand right that landed on the left side of her face and sent her down to the sand.

Jenny stood over her, smiling, and asked if she'd had enough. Brad was yelling at her to get up. Tammy got up on all fours and realized that her only chance was the sand she was now clutching in her hands. She got to her feet and moved toward Jenny who was ready to finish her off and reclaim her boyfriend. As the two came together, Tammy threw both handfuls of sand directly in Jenny's eyes. Blinded, Jenny staggered back, both hands instinctively clawing at her eyes.

As Jenny backed away, a smile flickered across Tammy's face. The past few minutes of getting her head handed to her on a plate were quickly forgotten. All Tammy could see was the opportunity to do some quick damage to Jenny. The brunette was standing there holding her eyes thinking only of the pain caused by what seemed like a thousand pieces of broken glass in her eyes.

Tammy took careful aim and unloaded two well placed uppercuts to Jenny's midsection. The punches landed on either side of Jenny's tanned navel just above the top of her skirt. Jenny's hands came down from her eyes and were pressed to her stomach. Standing right in front of Jenny, Tammy sent another punch above the protecting hands and into Jenny just below her breasts. A deep "OOOUGH" came from deep within Jenny as she fought for breath. Blinded by the sand and in anguish from the assault to her stomach, Jenny was not aware of the fist until it landed on her jaw. Her head snapped back, and she staggered.

Tammy followed up with a punch under Jenny's right eye. Disoriented and trying to protect her face, Jenny had no protection against the two punches that dug into her flat stomach. Jenny would have needed much more ab work to be able to withstand the series of punches that landed just above the top of her skirt from one side of her trim midriff to the other. Her abs were slowly being beaten to putty, and each punch seemed to dig in deeper. Another head shot dropped Jenny to her knees, where she stayed, breathing hard, still trying to clear her vision.

This picture of helplessness brought out the killer instinct in Tammy, and while Jenny was still on her knees, hands at her eyes, Tammy made a beautiful soccer-style kick to the brunette's jaw. A loud "arrrggh" escaped Jenny's lips as she slammed back spread eagled in the sand. Tammy slowly pulled the girl to her feet by her hair, but was surprised to see Jenny find a burst of energy and run toward her car. Tammy easily caught her from behind, ripping off her tee in the process. As Jenny struggled to escape, she called for Brad to help her. Just as Brad got to the struggling pair, Jenny's flimsy bra was torn off. Brad held Jenny in his arms, no doubt enjoying the sensuous feel of Jenny's firm breasts against his bare chest.

Although Jenny was momentarily comforted, she did not see the broad wink Brad gave Tammy. Suddenly he turned Jenny around to face Tammy and held her arms behind her. "Don't you want some practice on the stationary bags?" he asked Tammy as she approached her victim. Jenny could now see well enough to know that she was in serious trouble, and she felt the first trouble when Tammy's fist landed full on her left breast, directly on the nipple. She screamed in pain as first one tit and then the other was subjected to a vicious beating. Tammy used both fists and punched each tit straight on the nipple or with uppercuts that came to the bottom of each orb. For variety, she slugged Jenny occasionally in her flat stomach.

Tammy jabbed Jenny in the face with her left fist, and the pain of bone on bone seemed to hurt Tammy as much as Jenny. Tammy swore and held her hand. "Damn! I need a softer target; how's that belly of yours today?" said Tammy. "No," screamed Jenny, "not my belly." "'Fraid so, honey; you're going to be taught a lesson." replied Tammy with a smirk. "Well, well, well, look at this," said Tammy as she reached under the brunette's skirt. What she felt was Jenny's naked pussy! Looking over at Brad, Tammy smiled and said, "I think your EX-girlfriend here was planning on fucking you after she won my dear!" The blonde then backed away, and slowly lifted her own skirt up, showing that, she, too, wasn't wearing any panties. "The only one fucking Brad today, bitch, is ME! We're gonna have some fun, now," grinned Tammy as she dropped her skirt and moved closer to the pinned Jenny. The brunette sobbed with the recognition of what was going to happen.

"Please don't punch my belly; you can have Brad; just don't hurt me any mo...OOOOGH!"

Jenny's plea for mercy turned into an exclamation of pain as Tammy's left fist landed on Jenny's belly button. The left was followed by a right to the same target. The sound and feel of fist on belly brought back pleasant memories to Tammy and a nightmare to Jenny. "Shut up bitch!" growled Tammy. Tammy then pumped punches into Tammy's belly to the left and right of her navel. Jenny began to slump over, and Tammy told Brad to hold her up straight. He did as she said, and even bent her back a little, so that her belly was pushed out toward Tammy, making it a better target. Jenny began to beg for mercy again, so Tammy went upstairs with a punch to the solar plexus to quieten her down. "Having trouble breathing? Maybe this will take your mind off your lungs!" said Tammy as she smashed Jenny's belly button with two punches. Tammy then attacked the softest part of Jenny's body, her gently rounded lower belly. She pivoted and put her weight behind a powerful punch that made contact a good three inches below Jenny's belly button and dug into the soft, tan flesh. Jenny's head was hanging down, and she was in the position of being an observer to her own belly beating. "Watch this," laughed Tammy as she sent another devastator into Jenny's lower belly. Jenny watched the small hard fist sink into her body and felt the burning pain it caused.

Tammy stepped to the side and gave Jenny two karate chops to the lower left side of her belly. What she lacked in Oriental technique she made up with power, and the whole length of the edge of her hand just buried into the helpless girl. "I need more practice with my left hand", Tammy said, and she went to Jenny's right side with two more karate shots.

"Are you getting tired of holding this cow?" Tammy asked Brad, "You want some of this?"

"Sure", replied Brad, "it looks like fun."

"Go for it, honey, enjoy!" replied Tammy.

[Catwacher]

(continued)

Brad and Tammy exchanged places, and Brad stood directly in front of Jenny, and what he saw was a beautiful 17 year old, perfectly proportioned and nearly naked except for the cheering skirt. Her full, firm breasts, her flat stomach, and sexy, smooth soft, belly all beckoned to him. He had never punched a girl before, but knew he was going to love it. His first punch was, for him, a rather light one, landing in the middle of Jenny's stomach. To Jenny, however, it was the hardest punch so far, and her eyes bugged out and her breath was again driven from her lungs by the force of the blow. Brad then punched Jenny's breasts and thrilled to the feel of his hard fists on the smooth, soft skin.

"Go to her belly, you'll like it there." encouraged Tammy. Brad did just that, and drove his fist into her belly button. "OOOUGH" was what came form Jenny. Brad then poked his fingers into Jenny's belly below her navel. "You are really soft, you should exercise more." he smirked before pounding three straight monster punches low in the girls belly, each punch driving deep into the girl's gut. He then smashed her on the side of the face with two punches before sending two more punches to her lower belly.

"You should have tried this." he said to Tammy as he gave Jenny a three fingered thrust to the belly button. Once again, his hand all but disappeared in the wide open, helpless girl's body. "All right, lover," said Tammy, "time to finish her off."

After changing places again, Tammy fired a wicked knee lift to the brunette's belly, three jabs to Jenny's now totally soft mid-section, and three huge shots to her lower belly caused the girl's head to sag forward. She was in dreamsville. One more huge punch to the middle of Jenny's stomach made her lips purse into a perfect "ooo" as the punch dug in. When Tammy stepped back, Brad released the brunette.

Jenny collapsed to the sand. Tammy smiled seeing her hated rival fall unconscious at her feet. The blonde kicked Jenny over on to her back, then gave Brad a long hungry look. The boy was leaning against a large rock, the bulge in his shorts prominent and obviously straining. Tammy smiled and walked up to Brad, leaning against him with her hips pushing hard against his groin.

"See, lover. I told you I'd destroy that little bitch again," the blonde said huskily. Tammy's hand brazenly grabbed Brad's cock through his shorts, and looking up into his eyes with a playful look said, "Mmmmmmmm, baby. Watching and helping me fuck her up made you hot?" Brad groaned a throaty, "Yesssss!" Tammy squeezed her lover's dick hard and licked her lips, then pushed away from him. "You keep an eye on her, hon. I'm going to the car to get something. Then I'll REALLY make you pop your cork!" The blonde spun around, and Brad watched her sexy ass walk away towards his car.

Tammy arrived at the car and quickly retrieved what she'd come after. Closing the door, she looked around, satisfied that no one was around. As she walked back to the beach, her thoughts turned to what she was about to do, and she felt her snatch get even wetter. She returned to the scene of the fight, seeing Brad massaging the front of his shorts while gazing down at the still sleeping brunette.

Jealousy raged inside her. Tammy stepped quickly into his line of sight, hands on her hips, and growled, "Quit jacking off looking at her! She's a piece of shit whore compared to me!" The blonde then ripped her tee up and over her head, showing Brad her succulent, perfectly round tits with the nipples rock hard. "I'm the better woman, Brad. You want ME, not some wimpy little puss bitch like THAT!" Tammy hissed, pointing down at Jenny.

The blonde walked up to the boy, grabbed his face with both hands, and planted a savage kiss on his lips. Their tongues battled in their mouths as Brad cupped the blonde's right tit, twirling the nipple between his fingers. Tammy again grabbed Brad's straining cock, squeezing it and beginning to pump it up and down.

Jenny began coming to, moaning softly on the sand. Tammy smiled, then quickly broke the hot kiss. Brad gasped audibly as the blonde shimmied his shorts down to his feet. Spinning quickly, Tammy reached back and grabbed his hard dick as she bent over. The blonde inserted his meat into her dripping cxnt under her skirt from behind, Brad bending at the knees slightly to accomodate. "I want her to see you fucking me when she comes around, baby!" Tammy cooed deliciously.

The brunette's eyes fluttered open, and she slowly came back to consciousness. She heard Brad and Tammy moaning softly, then looked up and saw her boyfriend obviously fucking her blonde rival doggie style under her cheering skirt. Tammy smiled down at Jenny saying, "Welcome back, honey. Beating you again made me so hot, and MY boyfriend Brad is taking care of me SOOOOOO good!"

Jenny was enraged. Even though every inch of her body hurt, especially her stomach and tits, she tried with all her strength to get to her feet. Tammy watched the brunette begin to slowly rise as she slid back and forth on Brad's throbbing cock. As Jenny got to one knee, the blonde disengaged herself from Brad (with an audible "pop"), stood upright, and moved off to Jenny's right side.

"Don't get up Jenny. Brad's MINE, now, and forever. You're weren't woman enough to keep him, and I AM!" Tammy growled.

Jenny's reply was strained but determined; "You....bitch!....I'll kill you...."

Tammy smiled, and began putting on the pair of black leather fingerless driving gloves she'd retrieved from the car. "God, I was so hoping you'd say that, you stupid little cxnt. Now whatever I do is self defense. You heard her say she was going to kill me, right lover?" the blonde asked Brad. "I sure did," he replied, not sure where this was going. With Jenny still on one knee, Tammy struck.

Her leather gloved right fist smashed down into the brunette's jaw like a rifle shot. Jenny's head slung around and she fell face down on the sand. Tammy stood and, still facing the downed brunette, told Brad, "These gloves will pad my hands enough so I can beat her to a pulp, lover. I've wanted to mess up that face of hers for weeks, and now I can do it and not fuck up my hands!"

Tammy, seeing her dark haired rival straining to push herself off the sand, strode over to Brad, eyeing his cock hungrily. She grabbed it with her left hand, stroking it firmly as she laid another deep kiss on his lips. The boy's hips gyrated with the movement of the blonde's hand. As Tammy broke off the kiss, he sagged back to lean against the rock. "You wanna see me fuck her up good, don't you baby?" whispered the blonde. She could feel his dick twitch eagerly as he moaned, "Ooooooohhh yessssss!"
Tammy gave Brad's cock a few good pumps, then told him firmly, "Then DON'T interfere, lover. No matter what, you stay here and watch, understand?" Brad would have agreed to anything at that moment, between seeing his new girlfriend clobber his old one, and Tammy's expert handling of his rock hard dick. "Sure baby.....mmmmmmmmmm.....you....got it." he moaned.

Tammy smiled a wicked smile, then released her lover's cock. She turned toward Jenny, who by then had pushed herself off the sand and was kneeling, watching her rival play with HER Brad's cock. The blonde pulled her gloves tighter over her fists as she told the brunette, "Get up bitch. Get up and put up those fists of yours. You may have learned to box, but I learned to fist fight, you pathetic cxnt. Get up!"

Jenny slowly rose to her feet. She could feel blood oozing from the side of her mouth, the result of Tammy's last wicked punch. She wanted to kill the blonde, make her pay for all the hurt she felt at that moment. A part of her brain knew she couldn't match Tammy punch for punch in her condition, but she was determined to go out swinging.

Tammy slowly circled the brunette as she was rising to her feet, stopping in front of her when Jenny stood fully upright. The brunette raised her fists, and so did the blonde. Jenny threw a right crossing punch, aiming it for the center of her rival's leering grin. Tammy easily blocked it, then replied with a right cross of her own, clipping Jenny's chin. The blonde's right fist hit the same spot three more times, bashing Jenny's head around to the side each time.

The brunette staggered but did not fall. She cocked her right arm back again, but the blow never had a chance to be thrown. Tammy's left pasted her chin twice, then busted into her lips. Jenny bagan backpedaling as the blonde bounced her head from side to side with a flurry of deliberate left/right combinations. POP! SMACK!! WHAP!! CRACK!! Brad, still leaning against the rock, stroked his cock in rhythym to his lover's fists. Jenny's arms had fallen limply by her side, all hope of any offense now gone. Tammy stopped her assault, seeing her rival weaving unsteadily in front of her. Smiling, the blonde teenager whipped her right fist in a terrific backhand punch, catching Jenny's chin perfectly!

The saucy brunette's face slung sideways, leading her body to "thud" against the rock where Brad leaned. Jenny sagged to lean against it as well, which was just what her blonde enemy wanted. Now that Jenny was stationary in front of her, Tammy eagerly went to work on her.

A right fist crashed into her jaw, followed quickly by a left. Two rifle shots drilled each of her tits, smashing as deep as possible since the brunette's body could not give with the blows. Three wicked right/left/right punches buried deep into Jenny's guts, above, on, and below her navel. When the dark haired teen began doubling over, Tammy belted her with a vicious left uppercut, smashing her erect again.

The blonde was now sweating, a sheen of moisture accenting her topless torso. Tammy's nipples were rock hard, and every punch she slammed into Jenny was making her hotter. Forehand, then backhand, lefts followed by rights pummeled the brunette's face. After ten savage blows, Jenny could no longer stand, and began sinking to her knees. "Oh no you don't, you bitch!" Tammy growled. The blonde latched on to her rival's hair above the bangs with her left hand, keeping her on her feet. "I'm gonna wear the leather off these knuckles punching your head off, honey!" the blonde hissed.

Tammy went to town on Jenny's face. Two shots to the right eye, followed quickly by two to her left. The blonde then took careful aim and rifled a straight punch into the brunette's nose. Three more slow, deliberate blows smashed into Jenny's nose. Feeling herself near an orgasm, Tammy reared back as far as she could, saying, "This time I break it baby!" then threw a fist that carried all she had behind it!

CRAAACK!!! Jenny saw stars and momentarily blacked out as Tammy's punch broke her nose. The blonde's cxnt spasmed wonderfully as her punch connected, and she barely managed to keep the death grip on Jenny's hair to keep her standing. Tammy leaned against her rival, relishing the waves of ecstacy that flooded over her, smashing her tits against Jenny's swollen orbs. Seeing the blood begin to flow freely from Jenny's busted nose, Tammy went wild. Releasing her grip on the brunette's hair, the blonde sank her talons into Jenny's swollen tits. Squeezing her enemy's tits with all her strength, Tammy kicked the dark haired teen's legs apart enough for what she had planned next.

While pushing Jenny back against the rock by her vicious hold on the brunette's tits, Tammy rocketed her knee upwards. Blow after blow after blow slammed up under Jenny's skirt, smashing into her naked pussy. "Having....a....good....fuck....bitch?" Tammy grunted as her knee destroyed her rival's womanhood. The blonde was also twisting her hands, mauling Jenny's tits and tearing them apart. Tammy finally tired of slinging her knee into Jenny's box. She could see a small patch of blood on her kneecap, telling her she'd accomplished her task. Tammy smiled into the semi-conscious Jenny's face as she whispered, "Your cxnt's FINISHED honey!"

Seeing Brad stroking himself faster now, the blonde finally whispered to Jenny what she had planned; "I'm going to kill you, bitch, with my bare hands. Brad's MINE, and you'll never, ever touch him again, whore!" Tammy let go of her grip on Jenny's tits, and smiled as the brunette sank to her knees. Stepping lightly to Jenny's right and holding her rival's head up, the blonde teenager growled aloud, "Watch THIS lover!" She then whipped her right knee up and under Jenny's chin. The blow connected with a loud "SMAAACK" and sent the brunette's head viciously upwards. Jenny's unconscious body then fell face first on her stomach to the sand, landing with a light "plop".

Tammy wasted no time. Still facing Brad, she eagerly guided his cock under her skirt into her waiting, soaking wet pussy. The blonde came immediately, once, twice, then three times. She could tell her lover was on the edge, ready to bust his seed deep into her waiting snatch.

As Tammy humped him, she whispered huskily in his ear, "I'm going to kill her baby....finish....her...off....for....good!" That's all it took for Brad to lose what little control he had. Tammy squeeled with delight as she felt his cock explode inside her, filling her snatch with his jism. Brad growled like an animal, trying to ram his manhood as deep as he could inside Tammy's hot juicy cxnt.

Tammy, though, held back. She was so ready to explode, but she knew what it would take to set her off on the ultimate orgasm. Brad, now spent and off in a post-orgasmic dreamland, slowly slid down the rock. Spreading her legs to allow his cock to fall out of her, Tammy turned and walked towards a now moaning Jenny. Brad watched the blonde pull her now blood soaked gloves tighter over her fists, then kick the beaten and battered brunette over on to her back.

Rubbing her right fist with her left hand, Tammy told the rousing brunette, "I already destroyed your pussy, bitch. All that's left are those tits, and then that face of yours." The blonde teen then spun around facing Jenny's feet, her own feet straddling the dark haired girl's head. "Here, honey," Tammy cooed, "I'll let you taste Brad one more time!" She then knelt down and sat on Jenny's face. The blonde ground her soaking pussy, now dripping her lover's seed, all over her rival's face as she began the destruction of Jenny's tits.

Tammy, slowly and deliberately, sank fist after brutal fist down into her enemy's scratched, bruised, and swollen tits. Her fists made a "splutt" sound as they sank deep into the violated flesh. Tammy could see Jenny's tits swelling as she beat them, and she kept pounding and pounding away. Then, with a throaty moan, her orgasm erupted onto Jenny's face, bathing her in a mixture of the blonde's and Brad's juices, one of her fists finally burst the brunette's right tit. The left followed suit a few moments later, but by this time Jenny was unconscious again and Tammy was in the throes of another orgasm, grinding hard onto Jenny's face. "Mmmmmmmm, wow.....that was GREAT, baby!" Tammy moaned throatily.

Brad could see Tammy cumming, and smiled as his lover satisfied herself on her beaten rival's face. His cock twitched, coming back slowly to life as he watched Tammy destroy Jenny's tits. It got rock hard as the blonde, still grinding her spasming cxnt onto her teen rival's face, crooked her finger at Brad as he watched her while stroking his meat. He climbed to his feet and walked over to stand beside the seated Tammy. With that hungry look in her eyes, the blonde grasped his cock saying, "I bet I'm better at THIS, too, lover!" The blonde teen then slipped her mouth over Brad's dick, sucking hard, her tongue dancing over his shaft as her leather gloved right fist pumped. The boy groaned loudly as Tammy expertly began to coax another load from his loins. Feeling her lover about to blow, she gave his raging hard on one more suck, then released it from her mouth. While still pumping with her gloved fist, the blonde commanded him, "Blow your load on my tits, lover. They're so round and full and firm, they want to be bathed with your cum. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, cum on my tits, lover!"

Brad's whole universe became his exploding cock. White sticky semen fired from the head of his cock, showering Tammy's thrusting tits. As he fell to his knees, exhausted, he watched his blonde lover rub the cum juice all over her tits. "I was right, eh Brad? I AM better than this little bitch at sucking your cock!" Tammy moaned coyly. Brad collapsed on his side with a very wide smile on his face.

Tammy then rose off Jenny, spun around, and sat on her busted melons.

Not even bothering to pin Jenny's arms down, Tammy cuffed the brunette's face to wake her up. Seeing the dark haired teen begin to rouse, Tammy smiled and said, "That's it, bitch. Wake up for the last fucking time!" Jenny could barely focus her almost swollen closed eyes, but she could make out Tammy's leering grin. "Any last words, sweety, before I kill you?" the blonde asked. Jenny only moaned a pitiful, "Noooooo.......noooooooo." Tammy's response was quick and decisive. "YES!" the blonde screamed, then began throwing left and right crossing punches into Jenny's cheeks, nose, and chin.

SMACKK!! CRAACK!!! POWWWWW!!!! WHACKKKK!!!!!

Tammy became a fist throwing machine. Jenny could only grunt as the punches connected. Mercifully, she passed out again soon after this final beating started. Tammy didn't really care if Jenny was awake or not. All she knew was that she was getting hotter and hotter the longer she pummeled the beaten brunette under her.

SMACKK!! CRAACK!!! POWWWWW!!!! WHACKKKK!!!!!

Tammy's loins were on fire. She could tell Jenny was almost beaten to death. The knuckles of her leather gloves were worn away, but the brunette's face was nothing now but pounded meat. The blonde couldn't feel any pain in her hands, all she wanted to do was keep throwing punches. Blood streaked the sand on either side of Jenny's face, pounded in a deadly spray as Tammy's fists busted her apart as her head slung side to side.

Then, teetering on the edge of her own earthshaking orgasm, Tammy leaned forward, bracing herself on her extended left arm, cocked her right fist back as far as it would go, and sent it screaming straight down into Jenny's busted lips.

SMAAAAAAAAAAAACKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!

The blonde teen's next punch blistered into Jenny's shattered nose.

CRRAAAAAAAAAAAACKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!

The final, savage killing punch from Tammy caught the dark haired teen on the point of her chin, smashing her head around far enough to break her neck!

CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tammy's pussy exploded. The blonde teen collapsed on her now finished rival and almost passed out from the insanely powerful orgasm that ripped from between her legs. She spasmed uncontrollably for several minutes, never seeing Brad send a spray of seed into the air as he watched Tammy's final flurry of brutal punches kill his ex-lover.

Tammy and Brad soon recovered enough to go home that evening, still shaking from the power of their orgasms. The blonde teen had Brad, she had Jenny's cheering skirt as a souvenoir, and, most of all, Tammy found she had enjoyed killing her teen rival. Secretly, she hoped Brad would stray some day, because part of her was looking forward to doing it again!

[howardcosell]

damn, Cat; that was awesome! I'd love a link to that board so I could read some more of those stories and see what else is there. And of course, I'll let Ms. Tweedle Dee Nutty Buddy know you asked about her lol.