[stormbolt7]

My part in this dedicated to the new momma .. sexier than she thinks, that took a chance offering friendship, and to have fun with something previous to this. Jonica ... many thanks for taking a chance on me.

Gemma hush ....your turn .. LOL to Gemma, NOT over looked or forgotten ...  no BS you do ROCK, and even Roxx more than you know.
THESE 2 ladies honoring me, as very few have ever cared to do before. Letting me be part of their rivalry, wackiness and fun.

Kayla .. years of freindship, and things shared...  how did I ever get lucky enough to have such a world class lady as my friend.
You definately are hot, sexy and all woman.

Jessika talk about world class .. even when a villain, this lovely lady has given me some liberties with her character in the past, I hope she will always enjoy, as much as I have doing stories for her. Maybe not as trim a figure as in her active competition days, yet for sure, one heck of a desirable woman. Never doubt that for a second.

Marie have not known you as much, as we passed over the years. Yet I can only honestly say good things about you. You may not be the biggest yet you definately are one of the best. Heart as large as needed.

THAT ALL SAID.. onto part 5



That mouthy Cajun
Jonica leads with her mouth, then by her chin... if she fought as good as she talked she would never lose.. yet I still thiink she is cool

Brit with a arse and a fist
Gemma may not be the prom queen, yet who cares when you can sass, and move like that? Brawn and attitude, yet may not be eough

Watch her ass in motion as she passes you
Kayla Beautiful, athletic brunette.. looks great naked, and even better wet or oiled.. skilled in several things as well as being a trusted friend, and pleasing lover.

PROOF good things do come in small packages.
Marie B. petite, beautiful, and ever have your ass kicked by a lady this size? As pretty as she is, you may like it!!

Red hair and half breath taking beauty/ half ass kicking catfighter
Jessika She has her own agenda.. yet even she may not have the whole picture.

Booo hisss villain entering..
Emma Fox lady of mystery.. plots schemes, and why is it a villain can look this attractive?
THE REST COMING SOON.

THREADS COME TOGETHER ACT  I

My body had ached, the night I had thrown it between Gemma and some boots.

Yet the look of trust and maybe something more in her brown eyes had made it worth it.
I had to admit, Gemma was an attractive lady. Even when she was being mouthy or a goofball.
Jonica was kind  of hot herself, yet she was with someone, so I kept my eyes on the tattooed Brit, and they rested very easy on her.

The final fight had been done. I had decided to maybe look more into this Emma Fox person, as I had begun to hear more and more, this mystery woman, was working behind the catfight circuit scenes. Some of her dealings, not the most savory.
Very few knowing all of my reasons, and what some of my other work may have been.
I had made it possible, for myself to get detailed to go deep undercover. The trail to Emma Fox, leading me to Australia, as I had to take in, the fact that Maybe Rissa. The lady I had enjoyed spending some time with, her and her friends. Could somehow be the mystery lady herself.

I had begun to dig into things, as I then heard Kayla was heading to America. I was surprised she had not contacted me, as we had been friends for awhile.
My plans for Emma Fox, placed on temperary hold, as I made plans to meet with Kayla, and find out what was brining her to me country, as well as the south.
I had not been able to link up with Rissa, and Bill. Yet I also had been given leads that Emma Fox, had been rumored moving to America as well.
My doubts about Rissa still intact, as for some reason they had not made it possible to meet with them.

I managed to chat with Gemma online before leaving the great Outback, on my way to the Big Easy. To have her let slip she would be heading back there as well.
Then tried to cover it up. Becoming a chatter machine, as I began to realize something was scaring her. I let it drop, as I knew Gemma was learning to trust me, and if she wanted, knew I would listen to her on almost anything.
Another chat, finding Jonica upset and worried as Emma had not stopped attacking her, with e-mails and other messages after the fight between them.
I could not see Rissa doing this, yet Australia had been my one solid lead, to the mystery woman.
Now more than ever I was going to try and be there for my friends.
Kayla knew me best, so it would be finding her first. The beautiful brunette one of my favorite ladies anywhere.

As soon as I knew she was okay, I was going to find Gemma Rox, and watch her back if needed. Heck I even enjoyed watching her front, as well, maybe more so. I still could not get the image of her pretty face so close, as we had said goodbyes back in the bayou.
After the two had been released from the hospital. The feeling they were through with Emma Fox, unless they wanted to chase and deal with her up close and personal.
Then Jonica had bitchslapped her, telling her to kiss me, and get it over with.
Gemma instead turning to flip Jonica off, before grabbing her then natural red hair, and taking her down to the ground, to wrestle with her.
Jonica crying out, as her breasts may not have been the largest. Yet Jonica had enough tit to be pleasing, and enough of targets for the slap Gemma lays against them.
As Jonica lay gasping, chest heaving. They glare at each other. "I think he likes you dumb bitch." Jonica says over deep inhales.
"Shut up slag, before I kick your arse again." Gemma replies.
"OH MY GOD !!" "Skanky slut your blushing!!" Jonica taunts, before more slaps, and grappling, as I shake my head slipping away.
As much as they proclaimed hating each other. I was leaving knowing the two at times social unacceptables, had found a friend.
As much heat as went between them, maybe even a lover on the right night.

The day was humid, as the jet touched down, and I again found myself in Cajun country.
I should have maybe let Jonica know I was here in her backwoods yet again. Still I figured whatever was working on Gemma, was also dealing with Jonica.

As usual Kayla had retained one of the best suites as her own, for her visit. The lady could be naughty, and kinky as could be. Yet she was always that a lady.
Her hard work and training making her a winner on and off the fields of athletic endevor, as well as the stages and arenas of the catfights.
I get myself a room less pretentious, and search to find she was out.
I begin to search for her, and find myself being led to a secluded mansion. The greenery of the bayou pushed back slightly around it, yet thick, and lush. The sounds of small animals rustling through the thick weeds, and shrubs along the outer reaches of the grounds, adding an eerie quality, as I have my rented ride valet parked.
It had taken some doing to secure my own invite, as this was definately upper crust. I had heard rumblings of a very large and lucrative underground catfight tournament coming. Yet nothing was spoken as this being certain.
I begin to hear a speaker system from behind the sprawling multi layered, and floored manor. Thick vines growing up along one wall. A large trellis against the other side, as I have visions of seranading Kayla, before climbing up to her boudoir for a clandestine rendezvous.
Then I smile, following a few other late arriving guests to the doings at the back of the manor.

The grass thick, and rolling nicely beneath my feet, as the humidity makes me yearn for a cold drink.
As I move around the building, I find a nice sized crowd, ranged around an open, and very large patio area. Drinks, wait staff, and wagers being moved around it, as I snag a iced beverage, and find it easy to stay out of sight, as I recognize Kayla. Her sexy body oiled, and looking so damn fine, as she is circling another lady. The two of them dressed in only thongs, as I imagine how pleasing it is sucking on Kayla's hard nipples. A call is made, and feet, and fists begin to fly.
Kayla had arrived a few days before me, and she was already a main event at a catfight.
I watch, and enjoy how her body moves, graceful, yet dangerous, as the other woman is rocked by a punch to her side, followed by a spinning kick,
to the other side. I wince as I see the ladies body hunch to the side, to ease the pain, as Kayla was taking it to her.
I was surprised as I watched. Kayla definately had the more buxom blonde reeling, and outmatched. This was almost as if she was using this as a tune up fight.
The tournament?? yet that would still be months away, even if it existed.
I feel someone nudge me, and turn to see a very attractive woman smiling at me.
"I believe you are the man known in the circuit, as Storm." She says, as I wonder how someone had made me that quick,  in this crowd.. I did not know why she was being so coy, as my thoughts turned, and I knew I recognized her from some fights.

Kayla having the fight well in hand, as the woman gives me a card. "May I introduce myself, I am Emma Fox." She says calmly, as my first response was "Are you fucking kidding me?"
I had traveled across the globe trying to find her, now she was here talking to me, and to my surprise offering me a position with her organization??
I was aquainted with her some now. As we had even spoken at some of the events.

I hear the crowd cheer, as Kayla's opponent either yields or is knocked out. I snag another passing drink for her, as she thanks me, and begins to talk. I would catch up with Kayla later.
First I would find out what this woman wanted of me, and if she knew of my other job, as well as working with catfighters.

Emma seemed to be very polite and pleasing, as we begin to talk.
"Storm, I am going to be hosting some tournaments here later this year." "Your reputation for keeping things fair, has me wanting you to maybe oversee some of it." "I myself enjoy watching it, yet don't like to be the focus of attention myself." She continues, as I want to grab her, and shake her. Okay you know me, I know you, now why the hell are you picking on my friends Jonica, and Gemma?
yet I say nothing, as the lady herself was now giving me the in I had been looking for.
"I want you to maybe run a few regular fights, so I can see if I am making the right choice." She says with a dazzling smile.
I had to admit, Emma seemed to be a very likeable lady. Definately not the woman I was expecting.
Now the question being, did she really know who I was or was this on the level.
I agree, to chat about this some more, as she smiles, and thanks me. Emma Fox telling me to give her a call the next day, so we could begin setting things in motion, for the big tourament.

This was very odd, and making it worse, I had to keep it secret from Gemma and Jonica for now, as I could not let them blow it, with their tempers.
I liked them both very much, yet for their own safety I had to keep this woman's confidence, while learning her secrets, as her paid manager of fights.
I find to my regret that Kayla has already slipped away, after accepting her money, and thanks for winning the fight.
Fine I would meet her tonight.
For now, it was time to drift around and meet with some of my contacts, to try and find out what the hell was going on in the big easy.

I am at the third drinking establishment, as I hear chatter about Jonica, and Gemma being beaten in a fight. My attention gotten, as I find out it had been by Kayla, and Marie B.
What the hell, now Marie was here as well?
I roam through some of the partygoers on the streets, as other names I know begin to be heard.
Someone had one ass kicking game in play, only problem was it involved several of my friends, now going against each other.
I had to play it cool, hoping Kayla would open up to me.

I arrive back at the hotel, to knock on her door. It opens, and I see the marks on her lovely face. I know it is not from the big titted blonde she had beaten earlier in the night.
The smile that lights her face, as she welcomes me in, eases my mind. At least she was happy to see me.
Kayla is wearing a silk robe, and if I was not mistaken nothing but a thong, and her sexy body underneath.
Kayla guides me to a large couch, asking about getting me a drink. I agree, and she quickly exits. Kayla sneaking a phone call into Marie, to tell her to use the extra room they had on hold, as she needed some privacy tonight.
Marie upset at first, until Kayla gives her a hint of her guest.
Marie was very young looking for her age. Yet she was a very beautiful, and inteligent woman. After some teasing, she agrees, letting Kayla know she owed her for this. Kayla asking which side gets the tongue before hanging up giggling to herself.

Then she was back sitting with me, as I ask her about the fight, my fingers gently brushing a sore place on her face.
Kayla laughing saying how the blonde she fought tonight had gotten a few lucky shots in. Yet her eyes did not meet mine, surprising me, as Kayla had always been open, and honest with me. That was something that had built our friendship. Mutual trust and openess. Now she was ducking me.
I give her a few more chances, as we talk. Yet she sticks to her story.
Something was very wrong here. It was almost as if Emma Fox or someone else had something on Kayla making her fight, a fight she did not want.
As the night goes on, she moves closer, her eyes searching mine. "I am kind of beat, and sore, and maybe wanting some company tonight." She says softly.
"Think you could use a shower?" I reply my eyes suggestive, as she giggles. "You always could get me wet." She says, as she sets her drink aside, and takes my hand.
Kayla soon has the water running, as she turns to me, pulling the tie for her robe. As it opens, Kayla loves the pleasure she sees in my eyes, as I gaze on her basically naked body.
Her breasts proudly thrust and perfect, belly taut, legs long, and shapely. Her sex covered by her thong.
I knew there would be a light fur, around her sex, beneath the thong. Kayla is breath takingly beautiful, even with her healing bruises.

Kayla wants to confide in him. Storm would break his heart, and his body to help her she knew it. Yet Emma Fox had something being held over the athletic beauty. She had been able to tell Marie some of it, as Emma had wanted them to team and fight Jonica, and Gemma.
Yet if Storm acted to rashly, in his concern for her. He might blow it, and Kayla's professional career would be ended.
Then his hands were on her, and everything else seemed to melt away.
His hand cupping her breast, as his tongue darts along her areola, then teases against her distending nipple. Kayla cupping the pert tit, as he begins sucking on it, as she moans softly.
His hands gently roaming her, Storm trying to be careful of her sore areas, as he begins sinking to his knees.
His hand snagging her thong, and sliding it over her silky thighs, as he begins to lick, and taste her now moist, and exposed sex.
Kayla's fingers running through his hair, as he pleasures her.
Then he works his way back up, as her fingers work at his clothing, and they slip into the cascading water together. Kayla's back soon pressing to the wall, as he kiss, caresses, and makes her body feel so good.
Her long legs wrapping around him, as he lifts her, and they both pause, as her wet sex slides onto his aroused manhood.
As the water streams over them. Kayla's velvety pussy, lowers onto his manhood, and she begins to ride him, as her breasts rub, and press against his chest.
Kayla moaning, as they give and take from each other. All the questions and problems left behind, as this was simply a man and a woman sharing the most intimate part of their beings together.
Kayla hugging herself to him, as he begins sucking on her engorged right nipple, as she arches her back, and offers it to him.
Kayla's body relaxing, as she begins to move faster, then cries out, as she begins to climax. Her pleasure, helping him to release as well.
His hot love juice soon filling her, and mingling with her own womanly juices, as they slow.
Kayla having not forgotten how pleasing he was to her as a lover. Yet still surprised at how well they knew each others needs, and desires in this.
Her buttocks clenching, then relaxing, as he holds her, then finally begins to lower her feet back to the floor.

I enjoy making her feel so good, even while I am concerned she does not feel she can confide in me.
Her sexy body now leaning against me, as her skin glistens, and her eyes meet mine.

Kayla feels his one hand resting on her ass. The other one to the small of her back, as they stand tenderly kissing, as they both enjoy the warm glow of their mutual climax, and sexual release.
"Stay the night?" She asks, her brown eyes intent on his. Kayla maybe sensing he knew she was not being on the level with him about why she was here.
He nods, and her heart feels lighter, as even now she knew he was trusting in her.

How could I not as I had known and loved Kayla for years, as my friend and at times lover. If her tastes had been different maybe this drop dead gorgeous beauty, would have been my only lover. Still we enjoyed times like this. I agree, seeing the relief in her eyes.
We get a small snack brought up, to the room.
Then we make love again, as Kayla's body knew how to make love, as much as it did how to fight.
Soon naked, and satisfied Kayla drifts to sleep in my arms.

It is later I wake, as Kayla is fidgitting in her sleep. I hear her voice, thinking she is talking to me, before I realize she is reliving something from the day or week again.
"Gemma... cxnt ." Jonica whore.." She says, confirming my suspicions, and intel I had heard. Kayla, for some reason a veteran fighter was mixing it up with Gemma, and Jonica.
Then I pause, as... Emma Fox .. and Jessika's names are mentioned as well. The plot thickening, as well as the cast of characters.

I did not know what Emma had to do with Kayla. I knew Jessika well, the buxom red haired beauty Kayla's mentor in many ways. Yet why was she part of this?
I had more questions and answers for now.
I gently place my hand to her left breast, feeling her heart pound beneath the perfect breast. "Shhhh Kayla I'm here, it is going to be okay." I tell her softly, as she mumbles, her hand seeking mine, and grasping it to her breast.
Kayla smiling in her sleep, as her body snuggles to mine.
Kayla drawing comfort from my touch, and voice as she again drifts deeper to sleep.

I was going to have to figure out this scheme of Emma Fox's.
I was going to have to check on Jonica and Gemma.
Things were out of control, and as I fall asleep, one of the most beautiful ladies in the world in my arms. I again try to remind myself why they call this the Big easy, as nothing seemed to be coming easy for now. Except maybe the renewed love of a friend.

[~Rox Erotique~]

Sleeping with the enemy!!!... Well... she might not be your enemy... but she sure as hell is mine!!! lol

Love it! some good little spy games going on to add to the intreague! And you didn;t just met the Bitch Emma Fox... You took a job from her??? lol

keep them coming! I can;t wait to see how this all ends!!!

x G x

[Kayla]

Hmm, some nice sex as foreplay for what's to come - LOL! 

Gee, Gemma, sounds like you're jealous of my nice lay, huh?  Tee hee! 

Hugs
Kayla

[~Rox Erotique~]

Jealous? Me? Nah!!! That's not my style!

I'm all about the love baby! Until your back's turned then I'm gonna hit you with a steel chair and put some hurt on you!... but not out of jealousy... I'll do it because I like the noises you make when I hurt you!

I really can't wait to see who wins!!! 2-2 honey! all or nothing time! (of course you have the advantage of having a tag partner who isn't brain dead...)

x G x

[Jonica]

Great start, Storm!  I can't wait to see where this leads.

J
xoxo

PS...when do I get to smack Marie B?

[stormbolt7]

ACT II
PLAYERS AS PAWNS OR KNIGHTS ON THE MOVE

Characters same as before ...

Jonica ... spicy Cajun more ways than one
Gemma .... a Jonica prank may lead to her mmmmmmmm  satisfaction.
Kayla .... not as visible here.. yet never forgotten
Marie B.  More of this sexy gymnast to come
Jessika ...  mature yet looking damn fine in a tennis skirt
Emma Fox ....  as Jonica says  GRrrrrrrr!!!
BZzppppp
Joe sneaks into the tale.

I had been running some things down, being tested I am sure by Emma Fox for a few weeks now.

I had heard that again Kayla and Marie. Had clashed with Gemma and jonica. I still did not have a reason why this was going on. I knew Kayla had dodged telling me, even though part of her wanted to very much.
Now the contests had each team winning one apiece.

I did not mind Emma sending me on these simple errands, as it was giving me plenty of time out of her view, to take care of my own agenda.
I am bringing her some results from a local cat fight, that really was beneath her handling. Still Emma seemed to be trying to keep her finger in every pie in the area.
As I am heading into the posh headquarters she has set up for herself. I notice a flash of red hair, starting to turn a corner ahead of me. My eyes also taking note of the shapely long legs, and nice ass, barely covered in a tennis skirt. The red hair, and that body could only belong to one woman.
I rush to catch up, only to find she has slipped into a private elevator, I did not have access to. Yet planned to very shortly.
Jessika was in Emma Fox's confidence, and now I definately knew the buxom red haired beauty, was here either working with or for Emma Fox.
Yet another piece of the puzzle falling into place.

As I was making the circuits behind the scenes. I had heard the names of Boche, Hawksmoor and a few others, that rang a bell.
I was sure Joe was here as well, since Jonica was.
I did not have much luck with Kayla. Yet I was not giving up on that sensuous woman yet. Still maybe it was time I found what Jonica, and Gemma were up to.
The pair was definately a lot of fun, as well as unpredictable.
If you looked up loose cannon in the dictionary, you would see photos of these two as both barrels of the gun, so to speak.
They both had mouths, Gemma actually very capable of backing it up. While Jonica usually was more mouth than action. Still the Cajun had bite, and could fight when needed.
The fact that they had quickly won a place in my heart, was not hurting either.  I also had to admit, I did not know what it was about Gemma, but the lady definately had caught my eye.

I finish giving my report, wondering if Jessika was standing somewhere watching it. Why she would work in anyway with Emma another mystery.
Then as music blares from a few places on the streets, I head for a nice relaxing, and partially private eatery and tavern.
I enter as ceiling fans whip around overhead.
The interior dimly lit, as it also helped to keep things cool.
A soft jazz trio was playing somewhere within, as I slip the hostess a little extra to guide me to a booth, out of the mainstream of traffic.
I order a cold draft beer, and some gumbo.
The beer for now, and maybe something mixed with the dish.
I am sitting back, letting my mind try and unknot the tangles, as two very familiar mouth's are soon heard as they enter the establishment.
"So what we won, you Cajun cxnt, no thanks to you." A loud voice with a British accent is heard.
"Bzppppp .." 
"Oh Joe shut the fuck up, I know you told us not to do this, but we actually took those whores, no thanks to the cow here." Jonica replies, as I have just begun to enjoy the gumbo, as I now try and watch them while staying in the shadows a bit. I was still not sure if it would help or hurt, if the girls knew I was here.

"Look our drinks are ordered, I gotta go to the Loo." "Don't fuck with my drink Jonica you skank." Gemma says, then heads of to the ladies room.
I hear Jonica whisper, as she asks for something else to be brought quickly. I do not have to have a sixth sense to know she was getting ready to do something to Gemma.
Jonica, and Joe arguing.
"She is going to kill you." Joe says, as Jonica thanks the server as her item is brought out, and she begins to tamper with it.
"Shut the fuck up Joe!!" This slut has been asking for it, now lets see how she likes things Cajun style." Jonica says, as I roll my eyes.
"Oh hell no.. I already knew what Jonica was going to do, not how, but what.
I flag a waitress, and slip her some extra to rush something to me. Gemma did not know it but she was going to have an unexpected ally very soon.

"Okay whore your smiling, what did you do to my drink?" Gemma asks, as I can picture Jonica trying to look as innocent, as possible with out laughing.
"Why don't you eat my taco bitch!!!" Jonica replies, as I try not to laugh, oh she was doing nicely as a master baiter.
"Fuck off you slut, I wouldn't touch your taco!!" "Why don't you give my arse a Hershey's kiss. Gemma replies, as Jonica sxxxxxxx.
"Oh poor baby Gemma not able to take the local cuisine?" Jonica asks, as she moves the mentioned taco closer to her own mouth.
"OH fine bitch, anything you can stand, I can deal with as well, give it here." Gemma commands, as I hear Jonica tell Joe to shut the fuck up again, even though he had not said anything else.
I hear the crunch of the shell, as Jonica laughs. "Oh did I mention my taco is a spicy taco bitch!!" Jonica says before laughing out loud, as Gemma bellows in discomfort.
"FUCKING WHORE !!!!" What the fuck have you done to me?" Gemma asks, as her mouth begins to blaze, and her eyes to water, as Jonica had slipped her a hot sauce filled taco, that was definately on the red hot side.
Gemma could feel herself having trouble getting air in, as she hangs her mouth open, trying to cool the burn, splashing her drink onto it, not getting much relief, as finally she screams. Grabs Jonica's hair, and tackles her to the floor.
As the people in the tavern react. Gemma begins punching, and slapping Jonica, as the platinum haired beauty can not defend herself while laughing so hard, at Gemma's discomfort.
Chairs crash, as plates, and glasses fall, to crash, and splash contents over the two fighting warriors.
The Jazz band had picked up with a bawdy, and rowdy tune, as people began to move aside, while cheering the two.
I could almost feel poor Gemma's pain, as her mouth blazed from either the sauce or peppers Jonica had tucked into the shell, and recovered with the filling.

I grab the large king sized drinking goblet, now filled with milk. Damn I hoped Gemma was not lactose intolerant.
I shift from the booth, just as arms, legs and bodies come rolling my way. The two wailing away and cursing at each other, as they slam into the booth. The impact jarring and seperating them. I stand waiting as the platinum blonde head pops up first.
"Gemma look it's Storm!!" Jonica says, as Gemma curse her for trying to distract the dark haired Brit from kicking her ass.
As Gemma's head pops up, her eyes see me, and her mouth opens, as I toss most of the goblet into her face, and mouth. Jonica gettins splashed as well, as Gemma curses for a bit, wondering why I would do somthing like that to her. Then her senses begin to tell her, it was cooling the burning in her mouth.
I smile, as she holds her hand out, and soon Gemma has a mouth full of milk swishing around putting out the fire, as Jonica winks at me. "Gemma is such a pussy, one hot taco, and she goes to pieces." Jonica says lauging, as Gemma turns, and spits some of the milk out at her.
The two soon at it again, yet Gemma feeling much better, even though I had splashed her with milk.

They begin working back towards there table, as now beer, milk, and any other liquid they can find, is a weapon to be thrown on their enemy.
Jonica, and Gemma both becoming soaking wet, as I had to admire Gemma's breasts starting to spill from her sodden top, as Jonica's not as large. Still looked beautiful under her thin top, as it clung to them, and the nipples poked into the material aroused and hard.
Gemma was swearing revenge, for Jonica's sneak attack, grabbing a pitcher, and throwing it. Jonica ducking, catching some of it in her face, as a group of biker chicks, manage to catch the rest from behind her.
"OH Fuck, Jonica see what you started?" Gemma asks, as Jonica stands turns, and backs uo closer to her partner.
The group of five very nice sized and generously proportioned ladies, in jeans, and leather begin to spread out, to circle the two, as I nod to Joe, as we both move closer, just in case. A few of the men with the biker chicks, showing a lot of interest, as they cheer their ladies on.
Jonica curls her fingers into claws, as she faces them. : "Grrrrrrrrrrrr !!!" She says, as a few of the biker chicks begin to laugh.
"Kitty you are about to be spayed." One says, as they begin to move closer. One slipping out a short length of chain from her pocket.
Gemma seeing this, turns her head to Jonica. "In the words of Monty Python .. RUN AWAY !!! RUN AWAYY!!" She yells, as they both turn to flee, only to find another woman has come up behind them from the bathroom. The lady having entered earlier, now returning to join her companions.
Gemma begins to move by instinct, as she grabs the woman's t-shirt, as well as part of one of her boobs, as Gemma pivots, and back suplexes the woman onto the table behind her.
Then Gemma turns, and drops an elbow on the buxom blonde's sternum, driving the wind from her and taking her out of the fight.
Jonica caught in the fight or flight syndrom snaps, and charges into the ladies coming after her. One finding the slender blonde more than a handful, as fingers punch, slap and claw, while she retreats trying to get away from this insane woman attacking her.

Gemma smiling, as she turns to join Jonica, only to have one of the guys step forward, and land a fist into her gut.
"SONOFABITCH!!!" I yell rushing ahead, and spearing him, into the barfront.
The man hitting with a solid thud, to crumple, as now other patrons begin getting into the fight, not liking the odds.
Beer, glasses, and food fly, as it is now a full scale riot, as the band merrily plays some kind of swinging march or paty tune.
Joe has thrown some punches, as I see him grabbing Jonica from her victim, and pulling her out.
I duck a thrown bottle, and am on my knees by Gemma. Her brown eyes meeting mine, as she holds her stomach, as she tries to get her wind back. "Fucker hits like a little girl." She says bravely trying not to let on how hurt she was. I scoop her up, and for the second time, my body takes a few blows, as I do my best to protect Gemma, as she clings to me, and we exit onto the main street.
The sounds of sirens in the distance, as Joe waves at me. "I've got Gemma, get Jonica the hell out of here!!" I yell over the goings on in the streets.
Joe nods, says something that sounds like Bzpppp ..  Which I thought he only said to Jonica. Maybe he was talking to her as well.
Then they are gone.
I get Gemma into my ride, and rush back to the door of the tavern. I find one of the staff and slip him a fifty. Soon Gemma, and Jonica's things are handed to me, as he then stays outside waiting for the police.

As we begin to pull away, I feel Gemma's eyes on me.
Gemma was soaking wet, her clothes partially torn, yet somehow she still looked very pretty to me.
"Thanks, your definately a grade A mate, in my book." Gemma says, as we drive, and she tells me where she was staying.
Gemma now having a connecting room, with Jonica, and Joe.
I had seen them get away, and now maybe I had my chance to talk with Gemma alone about these fights going on, between them and Kayla and Marie.
We arrive, as Gemma opens the door to her modest room. Nothing like the luxury Kayla, and Marie were enjoying.
Yet it was not bad. The room had a nice sized bed, end table. Another long dresser, that sat on the other side, to the front a small bar, and fridge, and television.
The bathroom decent size, with a shower, tub combo.
"I must look a fright, thanks for helping us out." Gemma begins as she searches for something to change into.
"Let me just shower off real quick, then we can chat." "Oh damn, wait before I forget." Gemma says, using the key to slip next door, and put Jonica's things into the other room, before coming back, and telling me to help myself to a drink.
Then she is in the bathroom, as the water runs, and I try not to think of how nice Gemma's body was probably looking naked, and wet right now.
The water stops, and soon Gemma slips out, in a long nightshirt with the skull motiff from the Punisher movie on it.
The slightly wet garment, clinging to her pert breasts, as she smiles, and asks if I wanted to chat or watch a movie.
I needed her to relax, so said we could see what was playing.

Gemma flops onto the bed, her pretty eyes smiling coyly, as she asks me to get her a drink. Then she has the remote, as she begins clicking through, until she finds some late night horror flick on.
Soon we are sitting close together on the bed, as we sip our drinks, and the killer ads more bodies to his count.
Gemma setting her glass down, as the movie begins getting more intense, then as she shifts her hand slips over mine.
Gemma moving to try and cover for it, only to have her thigh now pressing to mine, as I turn and our eyes lock onto each others.
It was almost like the doctored food Jonica had given her. As I looked at Gemma the heat began to rise between us.
Our drinks aside, as the movie forgotten, as I cup her chin, and kiss her.
Gemma tenses then begins to kiss back.
Gemma moans, as my hand begins to massage her right breast, through the thin material of her nightshirt.
I knew better than this. There was a lot at stake. Yet I wanted Gemma tonight.
Gemma pulls back, her hands going to her shirt, as she lifts it off, her nice sized tattooed breasts falling free, to bobble, then stand firm and proud.
Gemma now still slightly damp, her eyes watching mine, as they view her pert breasts. Gemma's heart beating faster, as I begin to kiss, the soft skin of her left breast.
To some the tats, on her tits turned them of.
Yet they were Gemma's breasts, and they were beautiful.

Gemma feels the heat between her and Storm, as they begin to watch the movie.
Her hand touches his. She should stop this.
Then his lips find hers, and she does not even think about it, before she kisses back. Ever since he had used his own body, to defend her. Gemma had felt something grow for him.
Then his hand was on her breast, his touch so pleasing, and gentle.
Gemma knew it was now or never, as she strips her nightshrit to expose her breasts, and to find, he was still wanting her. His lips to her tit, as Gemma began feeling herself moisten nicely.
Gemma letting him lay her back onto the bed, as one hand massaged her clit, through her panties. His other hand, and mouth roaming her breasts, as he kisses the soft heaving breasts. Then licks, and sucks some of the moisture still on them from the shower. Gemma's nipples now fully distended, and feeling as if they would burst from the pleasure, as he sucks on them.
Then he is kissing along her belly, his teeth nipping her panties, as he works them down her smooth thighs, as he exposes her sex.
"Yessssssss ..." Gemma moans softly, as he begins kissing the tender skin around her mounds.
Gemma caressing him, as he was strong, yet being so gentle with her. Maybe he knew she had been in some tought fights already.
Gemma was now very horny, as he had her very wet.
Gemma calling his name, as he begins moving back up along her body, kissing, and caressing, as he goes. Fondling her breasts, as he soon is looking deep into her eyes, before they begin to kiss hungrily.

I enjoy roaming Gemma's body. Her tits are very pleasing, as I glide down, to tease her some more. I could not explain it, yet I wanted Gemma tonight so much.
Soon we are pressing together, her firm breasts rubbing against my chest, as our tongues meet, and we are now both fully aroused. Gemma's hands tearing at my clothes, as I already have her naked.
"Gemma ..." I say her name tenderly, as she says mine... "Storm." Her voice slightly more husky, as I enter her for the first time.
My manhood tasting Gemma Rox, womanhood for the first time, and finding it was very pleasing.
We begin to move together, as we freely give of ourselves to please the other.
I did not know how this was going to affect the dealings with Emma Fox.
Right now I did not care. Right here, right now, nothing else mattered but the attractive dark haired beauty Gemma.
My manhood, tasting her, and liking what Gemma had to offer very much.

Gemma had closed her eyes savoring the moment, he first glided into her wet pussy. It had been some time, yet tonight Gemma was going to climax, she just knew it.
Then her eyes open, as they begin to kiss, and move together. Storm making her whole body feel so alive, as she thrusts her breasts against his chest, as they move together nicely.
Gemma arching her hips, to meet his lunges, as they begin moving faster together.
Gemma feeling his hand slip beneath her to grasp her ass, as he strokes her pussy, with his manhood.
Gemma moaning more , as her body was feeling so damn good. Storm was bringing her to the brink, now Gemma wanted to fully release the pent up passions of her body. Her hungers, needs.
Tonight Gemma was his. "Mmmmmmmm let me finish on top." Gemma pleads, as he smiles kissing her, and nodding.
Storm and Gemma move, and soon she is riding him, her body moving closer and closer to that sweet release.
Gemma's nails gently raking his chest, as he fondles her breasts, "YESSSSSSS!!!!! It was coming !!!" Gemma knew, as her body worked her pussy up, and down on his shaft.
Her tits bobbling, as he pleasured them with his hands.
Gemma leaning down offering her tasty tits, for him to lick, and suck on.
Gemma's body ready to explode with her sexual release.
"WHAAAAPPPP!!!" Gemma you psycho bitch stop hurting him, thats Storm our friend!!!" Jonica screams, as "WHAPPPPP !!!" "WHAPPPPP!!!" "WHAPPPPPP!!!" The pillow begins hitting Gemma repeatedly to the side of the head.
"Gemma, fucking Brit cxnt, why are you attacking him?" Jonica yells before clubbing Gemma with the pillow again, as she falls to the side so close to orgasming, yet, seconds or even less away from the body numbing orgasm she was going to enjoy. Jonica had arrived, misread things, and fucked them up totally. 

"Storm your naked, what the fuck!!?" "OH SHIT!!!"  I mean you two were doing it??" Jonica says, as it begins to sink in, Gemma was not attacking or hitting me. Jonica had slipped in after seeing her things left by Gemma. Knowing it meant Gemma was in.
Coming over, and spoiling Gemma's chance to get off.
"Note to self, KILL JONICA in the morning!!" Gemma says, as she lays naked, pressed against Storm.
Storm also thinking of tying Jonica up, and sticking her in the closet, as Gemma was a very enjoyable partner, and lover.
Gemma lay, heart beat slowing, as now she was just becoming fatigued.
"Look you two go ahead and screw each other silly, I will just be next door with Joe." Jonica says, as now that had completely ruined the mood for both Gemma and me. The fact that at any moment Jonica could come crashing in again.
I saw Gemma's nipples were still hard. Damn I wanted to have a full night, just to lick and suck on them. Her breasts definately beautiful.

Gemma sits up, not bothering to cover herself, as she reaches for her drink. "Jonica, hint to Jonica.. FUCK OFF ALREADY!!" Gemma says, heat in her voice, yet not the kind to build to a fight.
Jonica blushes, as she looks at us both again. "Remember right next door." She says smiling like a lunatic, and escaping.
I hear Joe ask her something. "YOU FUCKING DID WHAT??" He says much louder.
"Oh Joe, will you shut the Fuck UP !!" "Not like the Brit bitch had the do not disturb sign up or anything." jonica replies.
"BZPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!" Joe offers as they begin there own argument.

Gemma is sitting, as the movie is ending, and my eyes admire her lovely face, and naked body. I knew nothing more would happen tonight with our chaperones in the next room. Yet I did not want to leave Gemma tonight either.
I fluff one of the pillows, and lay back. My arm held out to her. Gemma smiles, and soon snuggles her sexy naked body against mine.
"This is not over." She says, as I kiss her, and we drift to sleep together.

Gemma's heart was restful and happy. Storm was not going to make any more moves on her after what had happened. Yet as he holds his arm out for her, and Gemma slips naked beside him on the bed.
Gemma knows, that before she leaves New Orleans, she is going to ROCK his world. They would get together, and Gemma also knew, this time he would make her cumm, and she was looking forward to it very much.
First kicking Kayla, and Marie's ass. Then a private room, and the night just for them. Gemma rubs her tattooed tit against him, and drifts to sleep, with Storm. He had been her champion more than once now. Tonight he had become her lover. Gemma slept content, as she dreamed of pulling out Jonica's hair, and with them stuffed into a bunch of Haggis, before making Jonica eat it. Then Storm taking Gemma in the shower, as she cumms heavily.

The next day Gemma wakes, to find Storm gone, a note for her, telling her how much he enjoyed spending the night with her, and he definately wanted to see Gemma again very soon.
Gemma's heart pounding, as she sees an envelope slid under the front door, to the room.
Gemma pads over to it, and opens it.
A note, clearly in a man's heavy handed writing. "Storm is not your ally, working for Emma Fox, and Kayla." It read.
The note was with a photo, of Storm hugging Kayla, at her hotel room door.
"What the fuck??" He had already shared before with them, his freindship with Kayla. Gemma knew that already.
Yet here he was at her door?? Maybe he had even slept with her, and made her orgasm??
Gemma felt her blood boil a little. Fine this was just another reason for Gemma to beat Kayla's ass, and make her scream!!
Gemma was going to show Storm that she was more than enough woman for him.
Yet Gemma also realized, she did not know why Storm would be working for the bitch that had been tormenting her and Jonica.
ALSO the secret package, also let Gemma know it meant one of the guys, with them truly was in Emma Fox's pocket !!!
Boche, Hawksmoor maybe even Joe, as much as Jonica liked to piss him off.
Gemma had a few doubts with Storm being in with Emma in any way. Yet even more dangerous, someone close to them was working against them from the start.
Gemma had to not only worry about the fights with Kayla, and Marie. She had to worry about betrayal from within.

If Storm came out in the clear. Gemma decided, she would definately slip away with him for some rest, relaxation, and hot and naughty sex.
Yet what if he was in to deep, and could not keep from acting as an agent of Emma Fox??
Gemma had to trust him for now, as again he had come to her rescue. Yet she was also going to have to confront him soon.
Gemma had to much at stake not to want the truth, from the man she had shared, and wanted to share her body with again.
"Damn nothing seems to be going easy for us, in a place called the Big Easy." She thinks, as Gemma prepares for the day ahead, as she wonders which ones of them were just pawns in this unfolding game. Of the demented Emma Fox.   

[~Rox Erotique~]

OOOOOOHHHHHH!!!!! the final chapter is definatley heating up!!!!

But yet again, Kayla gets to orgasm AND I FUCKING DON'T!!! Grrr....

and if ANYONE makes an innuendo about me getting a blast of 'milk' in my face, I'll beat them senseless!!!

BRING ON PART 3!!!!

x G x

[Jonica]

It always makes me smile when I get to make Gemma miserable.



Nicely done, Storm!  Can't wait for more...

[Kayla]

But yet again, Kayla gets to orgasm AND I FUCKING DON'T!!! Grrr....

Gee, Gem, but this time I'm NOT to blame, am I?  After all, I lost count of the number of times you CAME when Marie & I were fucking you & Jonica with our strap-ons after the last match! Gawd, honey, and did you not make a loud NOISE each time!  Gee, we had to cover our ears! TEE HEE! 

Hugs
Kayla
P.S. Sorry don't have much time online & then also little privacy at present for a website like this.

[stormbolt7]

Hoping to have part 3 .. here and teasing your taste buds for more... Jonica.. Gemma... Kayla.. Marie.. and yeahhh even Jessika ... as the plot thickens, as bodies fight and as we have seen from the other threads, sometimes surrender to each other ... he he he.

Ummm think that was kind of naughty and suggestive?? LOL

Storm

[stormbolt7]

Act III

Seeing below she is definately red down there .... beauty and brains, and sex appeal yet Jessika herself
May be caught in the Fox's snare.

As the days turned to weeks, I began to figure Emma Fox, was definately acting as her namesake.
Her job offer, had me running around place to place, while four of the ladies I cared about most in the world, kept beating the hell out of each other.

Yet Emma was not the only one holding hidden cards, as I was able to start digging into her files, and systems.
The lady having done very well for herself, as a fighter, yet also as a money handler behind the scenes as well.
As her private fortunes grew, she became content to stay behind the scenes, pulling the strings, and controlling things.

I was getting closer to a few things, that may explain the whys for some of it. Large underground tournament coming up.
Emma was very brilliant, yet more and more, I caught glimpses of cruelty, even borderline psychotic behavior, as the deadlines drew closer, day by day.
Then the pleasing smile, and her composure would return.
Emma had just about everyone on board for this. From local and domestic syndicates to Yakuza, and the Russian mobsters as well.
Emma was looking to make a very large payday for herself from all of this.
My mind seething, as in some way, this was why she kept putting the ladies into fights against each other.

I had finally tumbled to something with Kayla.
I had to do some checking, yet if what I figured was right. Emma had fabricated the whole thing. Putting money and her position into play, to set Kayla up.
The possible outcome, Kayla losing her position as a world competitive athlete.
If presented the right way, Emma was going to smear Kayla, with a web of lies, that would take away one of the things dearest to her heart.
The story definately looked possible, so now I knew why Kayla was fighting her heart out to win this structured series of private fights.
I wanted to run to her with this, yet had to keep it to myself, until I knew more of the picture.

I happen to flip through some of the monitors in the building, to find something very interesting.
Jessika was stripped down, to a thin tank top, and a pair of shorts.
The mature beauty was looking as stunning as ever, as she danced around the swinging bag throwing punches, and leg kicks.
Jessika had not been active in catfights for awhile. Yet her body and moves where looking good.
Was it just for exercise or maybe it was time I tried to get more than a glimpse of her.
I keep watching as Jessika's body is very easy on the eyes. Her dark brown eyes intent, as a light sheen of sweat glistens on her.
Her nipples now showing, as her chest heaves, and they poke into the thin material of the top.
I admire her form, as the top rises now and then, for me to view the lower halves of her stil veryl pleasing breasts.
A final flurry of moves, and she steps back breathing rapidly, yet not as much as I would have thought.
This was a clue by itself. Jessika was in traning and had been for some time now it would seem, but for what?
I had to admit, I loved the way her ass looked in a tennis skirt. Yet the punches she threw, was not to practice her serve.
I also wonder where her lover Emma was, while she was doing all of this.

I slip out of my office, and just as she reaches that same private elevator, I push in, to find her body poised to fight.
"What the FUCK are you doing here?" She asks, as I admire how beautiful she is close up.
Jessika holding the door, as she stares at me.  Then she lets it go, pausing it, as her eyes roam me. "Storm you can't be here." She says matter of factly, as I step closer.
"Jessika, you want to fill me in or do I have to just keep digging?" I ask, as her lips part, a look in her eyes, as I can tell she is on the birnk of maybe taking me into her confidence.
Then a shake of her head. "No not that easy, you have no idea what you are getting into here." She says, as I again move closer.
My hand raises to cup her heaving left breast, fingers playing with the nipple, beneath her top, stretched so provocatively over her firm tits.
Jessika's bdy trembles slightly, as her eyes meet mine, as we both go back in time in our memories.

Kayla had a very important meet. Things had become very involved between us at the time. The two of us very much maybe interested in so much more with the other.
Our love life, and romance blossming.
Jessika as trainor and mentor had decided it may have been to much of a distraction for Kayla, convinced me to stay away.
As much as I enjoyed watching Kayla's nice ass, as she ran over, and past the competition. I loved her, as a friend and at the time, so much more.
Soon Kayla was on her way, with a very long kiss, hug, and ass gropiing by me.
Myself, I was going to be witness to one of Jessika's last major catfights.
Jessika, and her lover Emma were going to team against two younger ladies, that had pushed Jessika too far.
The two had tried attacking Emma while she had been alone. Luckily a police cruiser had been close, and things got broken up quickly.
Still this in mind Jessika accepted the team challenge, at the other teams home arena even.
The crowd had been one sided through the fight, as the other two ladies pranced around, taunting, and thinking they had Jessika tired out.

Then one got to close during an exchange of punches, and Jessika discreetly stepped on her toes, holding her young, cocky ass in place, as Jessika landed a punch to her chin, nearly knocking her pretty little head off.
Her partner rushing in to bring a double handed axe handle strike to Jessika's back. Before Emma arrived to leg sweep the buxom blonde, before landing a solid air robbing punch, between her large tits.
The two local favorites on the mat, the crowd began to stir, as I knew, this was ot good.
Jessika seeing the hostile crowd was against them, and looking to get involved, began to try and make their way out. As a few blocked there way. I barreled into them from behind, clearing a temporory path.
Soon we were fighting for our lives to escape, Jessika and Emma clearly the winners, in the NHB fight.
As we finally break free. Emma is hit by something thrown, and starts going down.
I soon have her, as we make it to the car, and freedom, as a few more thrown objects clunk against the car, as we speed away.
Emma all right, yet injured, as Jessika's brown eyes smile at me, in a way I never had seen before.
That night, after Emma had finally gotten to sleep, the meds helping her. Jessika showed how greatful a woman could be.
That night I held the buxom red head naked in my arms, as she shared the most treaured gift, a woman could share with a man.
Jessika a very much open lesbian, let me become a lover.
Her body so ripe, and well maintained, as I enjoyed her showing me, how she could please a man, if she desired.
I had helped maybe save her, and her lover from possible serious harm that night. Grabbing Emma when she fell, and carrying her out.
Now I got to taste and enjoy how tight Jessika's pussy was. Her body, toned, full figured, and every inch a woman.
A bond forming, as I was in awe, at this honor the red haired beauty was giving me that night.
We both loved Kayla, yet this was something different, as we finish the night both climaxed, and resting together.
We would both be open, and honest with Kayla, who would giggle, and admit if I was going to be shared with another woman, she was glad it had been Jessika.
Our lives had pulled us apart soon after, yet Kayla and I both very willing to maybe pick up somewhere down the road.
For now she also had another lover.
The thought crossing my mind, as for some reason an image of Gemma comes into my minds eye.
Another woman maybe not as interested in men, as she may have been woman.
Yet I could not deny, I had enjoyed every moment of making love to Gemma, up to the point Jonica began beating the hell out of her with a pillow.
I definately hoped Gemma and I could seal the deal for each other, before we left New Orleans.

Jessika's hand rises to grasp his, holding it to her breast, as her own mind had taken the same journey as his.
Here was a friend to both her and Kayla. One trusted by them both. Maybe if she confided in him, they could figure a way out of this.
Jessika had been so sure of herself, while dealing with Emma Fox. Now because she had taken the woman so lightly. Jessika was poised to lose almost everything, if this did not work out her way.
She would have to keep silent for now, yet for some reason, it made her heart lighter knowing another that honestly cared about her was now here as well.
"Storm listen to me carefully." "Find Kayla, and get her the hell out of here." Jessika says calmly, as her eyes probe mine.
"Jessika, I'm your friend too, let me help." I offer, as she steps into me, as she releases the control for the door.
The door opening, as her hot, sexy body presses to mine. Jessika's lips kissing wetly, as we stand embraced in the private elevator.
My hands around her, as one of hers grasps my right hand, and guides it to her nice ass.
We both gasp for air, as we finally break the kiss, staring into each others eyes.
"There if anyone is watching, let them think we are wanting to share an intimate moment, in the elevator." She says smiling, aswe stand close.
"Jessika I will help." I offer, as she hugs me, her lips close to my ear.
"I know, and beleive it or not, right now I am very hot for you." "Now get Kayla the hell out of here." "This is more complicated than you know."
"If I have to I will take her out myself, Kayla is not standing in my way." Jessika finishes as I begin to realize, Emma Fox had been using Jessika's knowledge of Kayla to play her.
Jessika not only drop dead gorgeous, but an excellant mind fuck artist as well.
Over half of her fights having been won, in her opponents head, before the bell even sounded.
Now Jessika was using some of that, against the two teams of ladies.

We part, our eyes staying on each others, until the door closes, and Jessika heads up to confer with Emma Fox.

I decide to try and track down one of the remaining players in the game. Marie B. was blonde, beautiful, and surprisingly tough for her size.
If you look up the term scrappy in the dictionary. You see a sweet smiling face of Marie, with her middle finger extended.
Luckily for me, her size, does help her stick out in other people's minds as well.
I shake my head, as I finally track her to a drak, and seedy looking bar, by the river front.
A few old style looking boats drifting along it, as people try to keep from letting the shadow of the building touch theirs.
I slip inside, the sound of a jukebox pumping atmosphere, as a decent sized crowd of probably several of the countries most wanted partied together.
At the main bar itself, perched on a stool, a lovely, vibrant blonde, sat sipping on a drink. Her eyes watching closely, as other ladies passed by.
I wondered if it was alcoholic as even with her ID, most places would not serve this perky young beauty.
I smile, as her eyes fasten on a woman, dressed in a slinky halter top, and skirt walks by.
"Oh they let hookers in here?" Marie asks the look of innocence on her face, as she slips from the stool to the floor.
The woman's braless breasts rising and falling slowly, as she did not take Marie as any kind of a threat.
I look around the room, sizing up who I was going to make money off of, and very soon, as the woman pats Marie on the head, like some disturbed child.
"Oh my who let there little ballerina in here?" "Better go home to your mommy, before nasty little me, tosses your petite ass out through the door." The woman says, as Marie giggles, and does a few slow circles, as if performing ballet for the woman.
Her eyes sparkling, as she turns to face her again.
With the most innocent look on her lovely face. "The ballerina would like to say...." She begins her voice so light, and cheerful.
Then it changes as her middle finger rises and extends. "Fuck you, and the cock you rode in sucking." Marie finishes the angelic smile still on her face.
The woman gasps in surprise, then throws a punch, that misses Marie by a mile.
Marie dropping, and rolling, to bring a leg up into the woman's crotch.
Then Marie shifts, and cartwheels away a bit, to smile, and beckon the woman to try and attack again.

The woman, red haired, and probably twice Marie's body weight, hand grasping her crotch, screams some curses at Marie, and launches her own counter attack.
I begin to make money, as Marie plays the crowd nicely. Letting the woman get close, before using some of her gymnastic skills, to get her out of harms way again.
A few punches or kicks left behind her.
Marie tiring the larger woman out, by chasing her. Then the spots set, Marie facing away from her, begins doing some backflips, Marie heading towards the larger woman, standing feet planted, waiting her chance to finally demolish Marie.
The crowd cheering her on, while waiting to see how large a messy spot Marie will be.
I did not know Marie as well as the rest. Yet right now I loved this feisty former world class gymnast, as she sticks the landing, to bring her elbow swinging behind her, into the womans belly. Marie again facing away from her, as the woman gasps, as the air is driven from her body.
Then Marie performs some splits, and as the woman is doubled forward, gasping for air.
Marie's arm shoots up, to land her fist to the woman's jaw. Her teeth clack, as her head rocks, and Marie rolls to the side, as the woman pitches forward, landing with a thud, to writhe barely conscious, as I begin to collect my winnings.

As the now silent crowd stares at Marie in awe. She does some moves, finally vaulting onto the bar top, to face them, hands above her head.
"Oh my looks like another medal winning performance by the one and only ME!!" She finishes with a giggle.
As the woman's friends tend to her. Marie picks up her glass, downs it, then heads for the door.
I make sure no one is following her, to try and get even.
Then head out after her.
Marie standing at the corner, humming to herself, as I exit and she waves.
I walk over, as she stands in her loose fitting top, and sinfully tight shorts.
Marie may not be the biggest lady in the town. Yet her legs and ass, definately gave any other ladies a run for their money.
I take out a wad of bills, and give them to her.
"Why sir, I may be on the street corner, but I am not for sale!!?" Marie says with mock indignation.
"Besides I know this brunette that would do you for free." She ads, giggling, as she stashes the money. Her eyes questioning why she got it.
"Your part of my very lucrative night, thanks to idiots that think sexy blonde, gymnasts can't fight, with the big girls." I inform her, as she smiles, understanding.
Her eyes turning more serious. "Storm this sucks, we've got another fight tomorrow night." Marie begins, as the petite blonde, with the heart of a champion has decided to risk telling me something.
Marie did not mind a good scrap. Yet this thing was getting way out of hand. Marie also knew how Kayla and I felt about each other.
It had been three months since the last one. Now I knew what night but not the venue.

I knew of several fights going on the next night. I could rule out the ones I was supposed to be at, since Emma Fox was keeping me out of that loop where Kayla and the ladies were fighting. That still left me with maybe close to half a dozen more.
I would have to try and run it down.
Marie lets me know, that she is not supposed to be talking to anyone, yet right now, the ladies needed a friend. I happened to be at hand.
I soon am giving Marie a ride back to the hotel she and Kayla are staying at.
While we drive, we both share bits of what we know, while saving others for now.
"Want to come up?" Marie asks, once we arrive. I shake my head. "Kayla needs to be focused for the fight."
"Marie I promise to try and find you ladies by tomorrow night." I tell her, as she smiles, and hugs me. "By the way thanks for betting on a winner." Marie replies, meaning the money won on her in the surprisingly one sided bar fight.
Marie doing a few pirouettes, before giggling, and heading inside.

I narrow the fight down by half, as night, turns to morning, to day, and then back to night again.
The first place is a bust.
The other place a ways away, and I arrive as Marie is hogtied, and wonder of wonders, Jonica stands arms raised in victory, as Kayla, Marie, and Gemma all lay hogtied on the floor.
Jessika, very present, as she taunts Gemma, then Kayla as much. Jessika had begun to mind fuck Kayla??
Gemma I understood, yet Kayla was like the daughter Jessika never had.
I am stunned as I see Emma Fox herself in attendance. This thing was getting very complicated. Had she been looking out for an investment or making herself known, to one team or the other. Reminding them of why they were fighting.
I wanted to rush to Gemma, and Kayla. Yet I had to stay out of Emma Fox's view.
I keep a low profile, as I admire how beautiful Marie's naked body is, getting to see her au natural this way for the first time.
I roam, until I hear mention of something being done to Kayla, and Marie.
Jonica, and Gemma had been using dildos, and about anything else they could think of to torment the beaten, and tied losers of this round.
I make sure Emma is gone, and soon I am untying, and getting something to cover Kayla, and Marie's naked, bruised, and sexually misused bodies.
Gemma had taken particular delight in exploring all orafices with the devices they had brought and used.

The trip to the spacious hotel suite is somber and quiet. I help get the two lovely ladies up to their room.
Marie is soon drifting to sleep on the luxurious bed, that Kayla and I had made love on many nights before.
I would share some of the news I had learned with her another night. For now she needed rest more than anything.
Marie sleeping, I feel Kayla in my embrace, as we kiss and I hold her gently.
"I will be right out here tonight Kayla, rest easy my dear." I tell her, as she smiles.
"I trust you so much." She replies, yet I know you as well." "Tell me when you can." She finishes, as we stand close together.
I nod, and Kayla heads in to curl and sleep with Marie.

A slow rage, was building inside of me, as if different I could see Kayla, Marie, Jonica, and Gemma as best of friends. Well if Gemma and Jonica were not trying to kill each other.
Emma Fox was proving to be a champion bitch, if not merely a psychotic bitch.
She was manipulating these ladies into destroying each other.
This had been the third fight, and they were getting more personal and violent with each one.
I would stay the night here, watching over my friends, when they needed me the most.
Yet I was worried about Gemma and Jonica, as they were cherished friends as well. If Gemma was not becoming something more than that.
I sit watching the t.v. turned low, and as my eyes droop, I see Gemma naked, her tattooed tit cupped for me to pleasure.
I would check on them the next night. Kayla, and Marie hurting and alseep in the next room.
Yet I had to admit, before things finished in the big easy, I wanted to keep my friends safe, and get Gemma off.

Gemma is slamming a brew, as she had been on a natural high, since beating and taking advantage of Kayla, and Marie. Still Gemma trembled a little as she thought of how Jessika kept fucking with her.
"What did I ver do to that bitch anyways?" Gemma asks herself, as something is slid beneath the door to her room.
Jonica and Joe next door arguing about something stupid, as the connecting door opens and Jonica slips into the room, as Gemma opens the envelope to find a photo of Storm in an elevator kissing Jessika!!!
"What the fuck?" Gemma says as Jonica hovers around her. Jonica making faces, calling Gemma's name.
Then Jonica begins to slap Gemma with the flat of her hand.
"Bitch slap!!" Jonica happily announces, with each hit.
Gemma's temper rising, as she holds the small sucker also in the envelope. Had Storm really betrayed her? Gemma was stunned, the dark haired beauty sure it had been much more for them both.
That and Jonica was slapping her ass, her tits, everywhere bu the back of her head.

"Jonica you stupide Cajun fuck, do you even know what a bitchslap is?" Gemma asks, as Jonica slaps Gemma's heaving tits again, making them bobble, before standing firm again. "Gemma you are a bitch, so anywhere I slap you is a bitchslap!!" Jonica proudly announces.
Gemma rolls her eyes, holding out the candy treat from the envelope.
"Jonica what is this?" Gemma asks, as Jonica stands in front of her, puffing herself up. Jonica had won the last match for them. Now she was trying to piss Gemma off in all new ways. Rubbing it in her face, Gemma's ass had been hogtied as well.
"That MIZZZZZ Bitch is a sucker." Jonica proudly proclaims, as Gemma smiles.
"What di I use this for?" Gemma asks, clenching her hand, balling it.
"A punch!" Jonica spits out, like some grade school spelling bee champion, getting the final word right for the prize.

"CORECT YOU ARE cxnt!!! Gemma says happily, as she sucker punches Jonica's belly.
Jonica doubling up, as Gemma turns to Joe, standing in the connecting doorway. "I need some air." Gemma announces, as Jonica gasps for air, so she can curse Gemma with it.

Gemma pays her no mind, as she slips from the room. Her heart and mind in turmoil, as she again has to question Storm's loyalty.

"Joe shut the FUCK UP!!!" Jonica finally manages , as back in the rooms Gemma can hear Joe say "Sucker punch....." Before laughing hysterically, and a few Bzpppppp .. Bzpppppp.. Bzppppp as Jonica screams and throws something at him.
The night is not bad, the humidity taking a break, as Gemma slips outside to get some air.
The photo still clenched in her other hand, with the sucker. Her other fingers unclenched now again.
"Hey beautiful." She hears, as her heart beats faster.
Yet Gemma's Greenish brown, hazel eyes do not show it as she turns to face him.
Her body trembling, as she holds out the picture. "Explain this!!" She says, as Gemma wants to bite her tongue, and kick herself, as she can feel her eyes beginning to mist.
"Damn it, I am a Brit born, tough as nails, and I am not going to let him see me cry!!!" Gemma thinks to herself, as she waits for him to deny it.

I know now that someone very close to Gemma and Jonica's group of acquaintances is clearly working for Emma Fox now. Trying to get Gemma not to trust me.
"Kayla, and Jessika have been friends for years." "Jessika did that to protect our private conversation." I tell her, as Gemma looks so wonderful tonight.
"Gemma if I did not care about you and Jonica I would not be here at all tonight, after what you two did to them." I continue, as her eyes shift focus, as Gemma thinks about how even though they had enjoyed it greatly at the time. Gemma and Jonica knew they had gone to far. Now the next fight was going to be personal on every level.
"Storm what the hell is going on?" Gemma asks, as her eyes search his.
"I don't know it all, when I do, so will you, promise." He says, as he moves towards her.
"Bloody hell what's wrong with me?" Gemma asks herself, as she moves into his arms.
Some one or more than one, in her following here, was part of Emma Fox's plans against her. Yet her heart and mind now were fairly certain it was not Storm.
Who could she trust? Someone was trying very hard to place a wedge between her and Storm.
Then his hand was on her arse, and Gemma melted against him, as he held her and they kissed.
Nothing was easy in the Big Easy, except for the fact before they left this place. Gemma and Storm were going to finish something they began together.
Gemma was going to rock his world , and Storm was going to get her off.
For now, they stood embraced, as both tried to think of how they were going to get out of the tangled webs that Emma Fox had spun so well.             
 

[~Rox Erotique~]

HA!!! Sucker Punch! GENIUS!!!

loving the twists and turns! (and I never knew you were such a man whore Storm! LOL!!! )

Can't wait to read more!!!

x G x

[Jonica]

Sucker punch?  Why does everyone think I'm dumb?  Just because I'm the troublemaker who got all this started doesn't necessarily mean I'm dumb!  After all, I'm not a natural blonde...



Loving it, Storm!  More please!

[stormbolt7]

Working very hard right now on act 4 ......  should be here maybe tonight ... tomorrow for sure ...

Jessika .. we have shared some things over the years.. and I know your tastes.. yet never doubt, to me you are a very attractive and desireable woman. Mature ....... or better yet ...  still in her prime ...  hope you always get the feeling, as at times, we surprisingly find ourselves in bed together .....  he he he
It is always with the greatest respect, and your knowing .. I DO know how much of a priveledge that would be.

Gemma ...  so you won't think to poorly of me, seeming to be this man whore your talking about....  Yeahhh as if.. LOL
For the many years I have been in forums ... any time I write a intimate scene with my character and another ladies. I actually have to like and think that lady is someone special, that I like having as a friend. If I do not like the lady... I will NOT (My character) sleep with her.. so guess that just makes me an easy target for sexy ladies like you. 
You have to admit, I am getting to enjoy the friendship, and playfulness of some of the most incredible ladies, from 3 different continents here. NOT bad at all  !!!
So yeahhhh Gemma ...  having fun with this, yet hope it makes you smile, seeing this and knowing. Gemma Rox has definately made the grade, and I am happy meeting you, and having you as a friend. Enough so that my characters discerning tastes can definately include a tattooed Brit named Gemma on his want list. 

Jonica NEVER lady do I ever think your dumb .. I mean you did keep bitch slapping Gemma to piss her off that way. LOL
OH and BTW Jonica .. ummmm wait until you see how things start off between you and Marie in part 4 posting soon .. he he he
That all said ... off to the story already in progress... LOL
Storm

[stormbolt7]

ACT 4 (A)

PAWNS, QUEENS and maybe even a KNIGHT as things move closer to the final gambits

"Oh Marie.... yesss lick me there.." Jonica gasps, as Marie has been proving in many ways gymnasts are very flexible.

Jonica was naked, her breasts not the largest, yet in shape and form. Jonica's tits were very beautiful.
Marie's sexy naked body, a work of art, the lines and subtle curves, those of a very sensuous woman.

Now as Jonica writhed beneath her, Marie began sliding her body back along Jonica's own.
Marie now gasping, as Jonica begins massaging her clit, while their breasts rub together. Nipples engorged, as two naked catfighting enemies, begin to get each other off.
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeppp .. EEEEEEEPPPPP !!!!" "This is your wake up call!!!" A familiar accented voice calls, as Jonica yells at Gemma, who was now in the room. Just as her eyes open, and Jonica finds herself laying hot, bothered, and her hand gently massaging her wet clit.

"YOU FUCKING BACKSTABBING DOUBLE DEALING WHORE!!!"  "OMG your wanting to fuck Marie." "That little blonde bitch is our enemy, no wonder you can't fight worth shit!!!" Gemma continues, as Jonica rises in the bed. Her own mind and heart confused.
"What the fuck, Marie keeps trying to beat the hell out of me, and I'm waking up, to find Gemma in my room, as I dream about having sex with Marie?" Jonica wonders.
Then she begins to realize. "Hey where the fuck is Joe, and why is your skank ass in my room?" Jonica asks, as Gemma glares at her.

"Joe probably could not stand hearing you want to go all touchy feely, with Marie, and went to throw up." Gemma replies.
"I heard you getting off, calling out Marie's name." "I thought the bitch had broken in to attack you." Gemma fnishes, as Jonica tries to take it all in.
Great she not only had been dreaming about Marie, she had been calling out her name, as she was almost getting off?
How was she going to fight the sexy gymnast when she was having dreams about making out with her?

Jonica looks at Gemma. You came to protect me?" She asks, confused yet nicely surprised that Gemma had cared enough to check on her.
"I was pissed you woke me up bitch!!" Gemma replies. "Besides even as lame as you fight, at least one of them can beat on you, giving me only one to one ods to deal with in the fight." Gemma replies, as she turns to head back to her own room.
"Storm really is into you Gemma." Jonica tosses, as Gemma's body tenses. "Hah Got you!!" Jonica thinks, Gemma's body language giving away, maybe something was going on between the two.
"Nice ass Gemma, now take it to your own room." Jonica finishes as she slips from bed, to start the day.
"I think Storm likes my arse, as well." "Not that it is the business of a slut like you." Gemma replies, as Jonica moves quietly behind her.
"Yep I think he would have tried fucking you, even if he wasn't just trying to get lucky with a whore." Jonica taunts, smling at Gemma's back.
"The FUCKING WHORE is the uptight, can't fight her way through limp spaghetti SLAG!!" "Jonica, the pillow fighting cxnt that kept me from getting to orgasm because she is stupid, and has bleached her brains out with her hair." Gemma replies, as Jonica pouts her lips.
"My I do declare, does Storm know you are not only a whore but a foul mouthed whore at that?" Jonica asks, trying to accent her voice to sound like southern aristocracy.
"AUGHHHHH !!!!" Gemma yells, and grabbing Jonica's hair. "He likes me you cheap gymnast fucking whore!!!" Gemma screams, as she hits Jonica.
"Brit ARSEHOLE!!! Jonica yells back, as they begin to roll, punching, slapping and tearing into each other again.
The door opens, Joe sticking his head in. "Not fucking again!!" "BZZZpppppp!!" Joe comments, then heads back out to maybe look for a drink, as the two rivals, forced to be partners once again, take their frustrations out on each other.

Kayla begins to wake, as the next fight was coming very soon. Kayla had been working out, getting her fantastic body, into peak condition.
The breath taking brunette, vowing that she and Marie were not going to lose this round.
Kayla's heart and mind had been in turmoil, as Jessika had visited the night before. Yet instead of supporting her. Jessika had gone into a rant about how pathetic Kayla was.
How maybe Jessika should rent Kayla out to a circus, as the beaten bitch exhibit. Strap it on, and enjoy Kayla, after kicking her pathetic ass.
Jessika had just been mean to her so much. Kayla needing the love, and support of those closest to her, as the rivalry had become very personal now.
Kayla bursting into tears, as Jessika finally finished the evening by saying it was making her naseuous looking at the protege, that had turned out to be such a disapointment. "Kayla take my advice, pack your things, and slink home." "These girls own you." Jessika finishes, as Kayla's body trembles.
Why was Jessika doing this to her, when she needed her so much? Then Jessika had left.
Kayla not seeing the tear leaking from the sensuous red heads eye, as she heads for the elevator, and the next item on her own agenda.

Kayla was a world class athlete, catfighter and tough as they come. Yet even the toughest need someone when they are at their lowest.
Gemma, and Jonica had not only beaten them, but had totally humiliated them.
Now Jessika was mocking her, and letting Kayla know how much she was a disapointment to her.
Kayla made it to the phone, and quickly dialed the number Storm had given her, for a private and basically untraceable number.
Kayla was sobbing, as he answered. "Kayla?" He asks, as her heart lifts some hearing him say her name.
"Can you please come over?" She asks, trying to dam the emotions, and tears building.
Storm sensing something very wrong, tells her he is on his way.

Kayla hears Jessika's words over and over in her head, finally a knock at the door. Kayla almost jumps from the couch, to get to it.
Her eyes showing her thanks, as she sees him standing there. Then the tears finally unleash, as Kayla slips into his arms, finally being given the comfort she needed.

I had been thinking of trying to find a way to have Gemma alone for an evening. I did not know why, yet there was something that just seemed to be pulling the two of us towards each other.
She was such a goofball at times. Gemma always fronting this bad ass character. Yet even though she was tough. Gemma was also very sweet spirited, funny, and enjoyable to be around. Least for everyone else but Jonica.
I had been finding more and more about the schemes of Emma Fox.
The more I found out, the more I admired her devious and clever mind. Yet planned to see she was taken down hard, for what she was doing to the people I cared about the most.
The call came, it was Kayla. Yet this voice, so not like my fiesty friend. Had she been attacked, beaten before the fight? I would not put it past Emma Fox to injure on of the fighters to rake in tons of cash on the fight, this known only by herself.
I tell Kayla I will be there as quick as I can.
When I arrive, my heart aches, as tears begin to stream down her cheeks, and Kayla hugs me tight, her body shaking, as she asks me to just hold her.
"Emma Fox, I am going to burn down your world, you bitch!!" I think, as I hold one of my dearest friends, as she cries.

Kayla apologizes, as she finally lets go, and begins to release the pent up feelings, as his arms hold her gently, yet with the strength of a friend, and the lover he had been to her as well.
Jessika had hurt her so deeply.
Storm soon guiding her to the luxurious couch, the door closed behind them, as he sits, and Kayla snuggles against him. They just stay that way, Kayla in his arms, not speaking, as she takes strength from him.
Then finally she begins to talk about the confrontation with Jessika. Storm listening, as the words slip out.
Kayla offering her confusion and doubts about why the woman she maybe respected and loved most in the world, had torn Kayla right down to her very soul, and left her wounded, and bleeding inside.

As Kayla was pouring out her hurts to Storm. Gemma and Jonica were getting to enjoy some of the same taunts, insults and verbal abuse, in letters, e-mails, and phone calls. From Emma Fox or one of her flunkies. The two ladies energy, patience and confidence, as the next fight was looming closer.

Jessika was heading to a bar. Various people, dressed in skimpy attire, and bead necklaces everywhere. Jessika dressed in a slinky, light blue cocktail dress, that showed by the vee down the front. The red heads breasts still thrust proudly, and were very well formed.
Her chest heaving, as she struts confidently into the bar.
Loud chatter, and shouts of revelry greeting her, as people tries to be heard over the band that had started to play.
It was night, and New Orleans was just coming to life.
The rythyms and sounds of jazz everywhere. Blues, country, as well as rock. It was like a jumble and cross section of the world, all competing for hard bodies, cash and the pleasures of the night.
Jessika was pissed, at what she was having to do, to people she loved even. Yet Jessika had maybe pushed Kayla far enough, that she would pack up and leave. If tonight did not do the trick, Jessika would have to knock some sense into Kayla herself. The buxom red head trying to target the head, and heart to get her to quit, and go home. Yet if Kayla fucked with her, Jessika would put her down herself.
Storm was another matter entirely. Jessika would maybe try to arrange a meet with him, in private.
Jessika had to admit, she had a soft spot for him. First he had been so good for Kayla. The two of them making a nice couple, that maybe would head that way again.
Jessika had been pleasantly surprised that night she had shared a bed with him. Mainly because he did something that she had not been expecting. Storm had honestly cared and did his best to make sure Jessika was enjoying it as well. That in many ways, was what helped her get off that night.
Jessika knew Storm was digging into things. She did not for a second think he was blinded to the kind of woman Emma Fox was. So his position with her, was for something else.
Yet as with Kayla, if Storm got in her way, Jessika was ready to sick some headhunters on him as well.
Her mind working on the many problems going on. Jessika has stopped partway inside the bar.
The lights dim, as bodies jostle, and push for the bar. Others embraced and making plans for who slept where.
A shove from behind, as a small group moves past her.
The woman in front, blonde, large breasted, and heavily made up, for being as young as she was. "Hey did someone invite their grandma here?" She says eyeing Jessika.
Jessika smiling, oh yes, this was exactly what she needed.

Usually Kayla will not drink while training or competing. Yet the lovely lady had been put through hell, in the past few months. I order a bottle of wine, that soon arrives from room service.
We turn on the t.v., finding a light comedy to unwind with, as Kayla kisses me tenderly. Before smiling, and taking a drink of the wine.
"You have always been so good to me." She says softly, then taking another drink Kayla begins to feel the warmth soothing her body, as we sit together.
I had things to tell her, yet right now, Kayla just needed a friend.
Kayla finishes a glass, and maybe half of another, as her eyes become heavy.
Kayla putting the glass down, to press against me, and we kiss deep and tenderly. Yet it is of concern, caring and mutual love, and respect.
Kayla not aroused, just saying with her lips, the words in her heart.
Kayla turning to rest against me, as I am sitting at the one end of the couch. Her sensuous body stretching out, as she guides my hand beneath her top to her heaving left breast. Her heart beating calmly, as Kayla hugs my hand to her breast, and slips into sleep. As I hold her, wanting to make things right, and happy for her again.

Jessika follows the big breasted blonde to the bar. The blonde, wearing a very see through, shear top. Her large firm breasts thrusting into the thin material. A tight, short micro mini skirt, barely dipping down, as the lower halves of her ass cheeks showed, when she moved the right way.
Young, proud, and full of herself.
"Time to introduce you into the world of catfighting slut!!" Jessika says behind her, as the blonde turns, drops her shoulder, to slide a very wicked looking knife from the top of her boot.
Her friends oohing and ahhing, as they prod her on, as she waves it around before Jessika's face.
The tip of the knife pressing to the front of Jessika's dress. Then with a flick of the blondes wrist, the top gapes wider still, as now Jessika's large breasts are exposed almost to the nipples.
"You chicken shit skank, afraid to face me woman to woman?" Jessika asks, as the blonde laughs. Jessika noticing a tattoo of a tongue on the one tit, looking as if it was licking it, while her breasts bobble, as she laughs.
"Fucking cheap ass whore, and nothing else." Jessika says in distaste. The blonde turning the knife and burying the tip of the blade into the bar top.
"I think you better shut the hell up, and use your walker to get the fuck out of here grandma." The blonde taunts, as Jessika grasps the knife, and as eyes watch, slices her dress along the sides, showing Jessika had some damn fine legs. Long, toned, and shapely.
Jessika doing it, to allow her legs more freedom for moving, as her pussy was beginning to grow moist, as her body warms to the coming fight.
Jessika then sticks the knife back into the bar top.