My Catfight with Dawn
By Mrspilot
My recollection of my catfight against Dawn with thoughts and comments from my husband as he watched.

Dora and I arrive at the gym about an hour and a half before fight time.
Dawn and I had agreed that we would fight topless, wearing only panties. We
would wear gloves that are made for catfighting. The knuckles are padded
but the fingers are open. There is to be no biting, no eye gouging, and no
kicking to the face or head. The match will go until one of us screams
enough or the ref stops it due to an injury or knockout. The ring setup is
pretty much standard. There are tables placed around the ring against the
apron for the guests. Ring side seats? I understand that there will be
about 12 guests.  Rob, Dora and Dora's hubby are my guests. The others are
guests of Dawn or her club. I hope neither of us slips onto the ring apron.
We'll end up in someone's drink or lap.

Rob - Dora's hubby and I arrived about 30 minutes before the fight. I
popped into the dressing room to wish Gail good luck. I was nervous and
aroused as I hugged my wife and wish her well. She looked fantastic,
standing in her red silk panties, her firm 40d breasts bare, her nipples
like bullets. She had been knocked out by Dawn before and was nervous about
this fight.

The time to go to the ring finally arrives. I hate the waiting. Again, Dawn
is in the ring before me. There are now about 20 people at ringside, and I
mean close. I thought it would be like last time with just close friends.
Dawn is trying to unnerve me by joking and laughing with Rob.

Rob - Gail told me later that she was crushed when I was talking to Dawn. I
hadn't intended to let Gail see us talking but Dawn has a way of keeping a
male's attention. Dawn also looked fantastic. She was wearing a robe but
made sure that I got an eye full of her breasts. Dawn's breasts are a
little smaller than Gail's are but her nipples are huge. They have to be an
inch long Gail made certain that I got her look of disapproval.

The ref introduces us. "In the red panties, we have the challenger, Gail
Johnson at 5'5", weighing 138 lbs. and measuring 40D-33-38. In the yellow
panties, we have the champion, Dawn Robinson, at 5' 2", weighing 125 lbs.
and measuring 36C-29-35". The ref calls us together to go over the few
rules, then we both remove our robes to do battle.

The bell rings and I cautiously moved out to meet Dawn. Dawn is also
cautious. I guess neither of us wants to be the first to be tagged by a
right with almost no padding. I don't plan to get knocked out this time. I
score first with a left into Dawn's right boob. That one hurt her. She
moans, then grabs me in a clinch. We roll along the ropes to the corner,
each trying to keep the other's hands tied up. I want to be stay on my feet
as long as I can. I think I have a better chance on my feet. I end up with
my back in the corner and take her knee between my legs. That one hurt and
brings tears to my eyes. I struggle out of the corner, but take a firm
right into my left tit. I squeal out going down to my knees. Dawn is on me,
pushing me onto my back. I take her knee to my right tit before I can roll
away. I get to my feet and square off with her. She backs away. She's
trying not to box me. I'm able to throw a left into her tits, then go to
follow with a right. She sidesteps my punch then grabs my outstretched arm
and flings me into the corner. I end up sliding down the corner padding
onto my bum. I'm a little dazed as she comes at me. I nail her with a right
that lands low on her panties. Dawn staggers backward ending up on her butt
in the middle of the ring. We both make it to our feet about the same time.
I face her ready to box but she would rather get me on the mat. I'm able to
land a good right to the side of her head. Dawn staggers into the ropes. I
follow and nail her with a left/right combination to her unprotected tits.
Dawn yells out, falling knees first to the mat. Now I make a mistake by
moving in front of her. Dawn lashes out with a right uppercut into my
crotch. I cry out, the pain is excruciating. I fall forward onto my knees.
Dawn lifts my head using my hair and punches me in my left tit. I squeal
out. She then catches me with a right to the side of my face and I sprawl
out on the mat, not out but stunned. My head is inches from Rob. We make
eye contact and I can tell that he is aroused. Dawn wants to impress him
and pounces on me her knees landing on my tits. Oh, does it hurt. I scream
out again. I think I'm going to pass out. She slides back so that she's
sitting on my tummy, then gasps one of my nipples in each of her hands. I
can hear her asking Rob if he's ready to hear me submit.

Rob - My wife is so close that I can smell her perfume. She's in serious
trouble and I don't think she can survive. I just hope that Dawn isn't too
cruel. Gail is on her back with her legs spread and the swelling is already
evident from the knee and punch to her crotch. Dawn is on top of her
pinching and pulling her nipples. My wife is squealing in pain.

Dawn squeezes and pulls on my nipples. It hurts and I'm ready to cry out my
surrender but Dawn makes a mistake by talking to Rob again. I'm able to
nail her with a right to her jaw that sends her sprawling to the mat. I
take a minute to rub my burning nipples. Dawn is not out but stunned as I
drop my knee onto her right tit. She groans loudly. I drop on her tummy
knees first landing just below the top of her panties. This knocks the wind
from her. Dawn is flat on her back trying to regain her breath. I don't let
her roll over but straddle her head with one of my knees pinning each of
her arms. I know that I punched her tits a number of times but lost count.

Rob - My wife must have landed 6 punches on Dawn's tits. I didn't think
Gail had the ability to fight back like that.

I latch on to her inch long nipples stretching her tits by lifting her
nipples. Dawn screams out. She attempts to unseat me but I have the weight
advantage. I roll her nipples between my thumbs and index fingers. This is
a move my friend Michelle had suggested. Dawn is now in agony. She's is
finally mine. She is helpless and can no longer endure the pain. Dawn howls
out her submission. I make her say it three times. I want Rob to hear it.
The ref attempts to release my grip and get me off her. Dawn sits for a
minute trying to rub the soreness from her nipples. Her boyfriend brings a
couple of ice packs.

It had taken thirty minutes. We are both exhausted and soaked with sweat.
Rob enters the ring and we hug. Dora brings me some ice but I'm too aroused
to be sore.

Dawn comes over to congratulate me and hugs both of us. She tells me that
we need to do this once more to break the tie. I reply that I'll think
about it. Boxing or Catfighting???

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