He is my second story:
It had been about a year since my mother and Jill had their catfight. Nothing had changed with my mother. She was back to her conservative self the very afternoon of the fight. It didn’t change her at all. She mostly just acted like it never happened. Jill on the other hand, had changed her ways. She stopped laying out where everyone in the neighborhood could see her. She did lay out, but she did it in the corner of her yard where she couldn’t be seen. Like before both women just avoided each other. We really didn’t hear much about the catfight. We thought it would be the talk of the neighborhood, but there really wasn’t any talk about it. Jim and I had talked about if we thought our mothers would ever catfight again. Jim said he didn’t know if his mother would want to fight again. I told him what my mother had said. That she enjoyed the catfight in an odd kind of way, and would fight Jill again if need be. Jim said his mother hadn’t talked about the fight much either, but he felt she was shocked that she had lost. All we knew for sure was, if there was another catfight we wanted to be there. Jim said if there was rematch, he felt his mother would fare better. He said he would be surprised if she didn’t win if they fought again. I wasn’t sure, but I knew Jill would use dirty tactics quicker than my mother. But as I seen in the last fight, once Jill started using them. My mother was game for using them too. Things had been pretty much normal after the fight. As time went on we started to doubt there would be another catfight.
I spent as much time over at Jims as I always had. I did start to notice that Jill would look over at my mother when she was out, and she would have a pissed look on her face. I thought this was interesting, and figured Jill was still sore about losing the catfight. I just wonder if she was still sore enough to think of giving it another try. I talked to Jim about this, but he hadn’t noticed the looks and he didn’t think there was anything to it. I continued to notice the looks she would give toward my mother, but that was as far as it seemed to go. I figured Jim was right, and that his mother wasn’t looking for another catfight with my mother. Both mothers were as sexy as ever, if anything they had gotten sexier over the last year. We both loved to look at the other mother, but we both knew we wanted the same thing. We both wanted to see our sexy mothers catfight each other again. As we was playing basketball one afternoon and both our mothers was out in the backyards. We noticed that they was staring at each other, so we stopped our game and just stood and watched. Both mothers was staring at each other with their hands on their hips. There was a lot of distance between them, but they wasn’t taking their eyes off each other. Jim and I looked at each other and thought, oh boy this might be it. My mother slowly took a couple of steps toward Jill.
Jill hadn’t made any movement toward my mother, but hadn’t taken her eyes off her. Jim and I looked at each other excitingly and started to walk to them. As I got nearer to my mother, I called to her but she didn’t acknowledge me. I called to her again, but again she didn’t acknowledge that she heard me. By this time Jim was over near his mother, but she didn’t even seem to notice that he was approaching her. Neither mother had taken her eyes off the other. I could hear him speak to her, but I couldn’t hear what he had said. She like my mother didn’t acknowledge his words. I was now with in a few steps of my mother. She had stopped walking and was just standing staring back at Jill. I looked over at Jill and Jim. Jill was staring very hard back at my mother, and Jim looked as excited as I was. I was so excited I walked to a couple steps of my mother. I stood there for a few moments watching the stare down going on between them. I stepped right up behind her and ask if she was going over there and fight her. I could see Jim talking to his mother as well. She was ignoring his words too, like my mother was mine. I told my mother to go on over and fight her if she wanted. The women was still several yards apart, but staring daggers at each other. I think my mother was to the point she was willing to fight Jill again. I told her it was ok, go on over and fight her if you want. Jim was talking to Jill like I was my mother still, but I couldn’t hear what was being said. Jill then turned and slowly started to walk into her house.
My mother didn’t take her eyes off her. She watched Jill walk into her house and then stood watching the door. Jim walked in with his mother, and neither came back out. After a few minutes my mother turned and walked back into our house, I followed her in . She went into the house and started doing things like nothing had just happened. She was only a few steps and a couple moments from cat fighting Jill again, but she acted like nothing had happened. I waited a bit and asked my mother what had went on. She said nothing really had, she had noticed lately Jill would stare at her. She said she was staring at her again, so she just returned the favor. She said Jill seemed to get mad when she returned the stare, so she just kept staring back. I asked her why she walked toward her if she wasn’t going to fight her. She said she was just letting Jill know if she was looking to fight, she was ready for her. I asked her if she wanted to fight again. She said she didn’t know, she had kind of enjoyed the first fight. She said she wasn’t planning on going to go looking for a fight with Jill, but she wouldn’t be sorry if they fought again. I took this as a good sign that there might be another catfight, it would now depend on Jills willingness to fight again. I couldn’t wait to talk to Jim to see what was happening at his house.
I watched and about half a hour later, I saw Jim walk out and head into the woods behind our houses. He looked back toward my house a couple times, I waited a couple minutes and headed that way myself. The woods was a good place to talk, it was far enough away from the houses there was no way either mother could see or hear us. We both wanted to know what had went on in the others house. I told him my side, and he started to tell me his story. He said at first his mother was very tense, but calmed down after some time. He said after they went in she even said that she should have went over and slapped that bitch in the face, but she was much calmer now. He asked what I was saying to my mother during the stare down, and I told him. He said he was asking his mother if they was going to fight. He said he told her if they needed to fight, just go ahead and do it. I asked him why his mother walked in the house if she wanted to slap my mother. He said she told him she really didn’t like fighting with us and the neighbors watching. She did it last time because they both wanted to fight each other so bad they couldn’t stop it. I told him it seemed like it was up to his mother if there was going to be another catfight. He said like my mother, he didn’t think his was going to go looking for it, but if either mother would start it they would surely go at it. We just needed for one of them to start it, and to make sure we was around to watch them.
That evening my mother asked if I had seen Jim, I told her I had. She asked if Jill had anything to say about this afternoon. I told her he really didn’t say a lot about it. I didn’t want it to look like we was looking forward to seeing them fight too much. They might think we was pushing things along and not fight, or they might make sure we wasn’t around to watch like they tried the first time. She said she was surprised when Jill didn’t match her, and start walking toward her like she was toward Jill. I ask her what would have happened then. She said she would have kept walk toward Jill as long as she was walking toward her, and they probably would have tangled up right there on the lawn again. I told her Jim did say his mother didn‘t like fighting in front of us and the neighbors. Mother said she too, would prefer it a private matter. Instead of a public show for the whole neighborhood, but would have fought her right then and there if Jill had wanted. She said she had wondered why Jill had walked away. Being she started the stare down and seemed so into it. From the way my mother talked it sounded like she was more than ready to fight Jill again. We just needed a spark to get it going, and to make sure it didn’t become a “ private matter ” or at least not private from Jim and I. We was dying to see our sexy mother cat fighting each other again.
Things was pretty much back to normal . Jim and I hung around like always, playing basketball, fishing and of course talking about our sexy mothers cat fighting with each other. A week or two later my mother was out in the back yard working in her flowers. I noticed she kept looking up at Jims house every few minutes. It appeared that Jill was standing at her back door staring at her again. She just stared to stare back now, as she called me over. She told me to go tell Jill, if she had an issue. Maybe she could come out and they could “ discuss” it like women. I couldn’t believe what she had just said, as I walked over to their house. I needed to find Jim before I told Jill what my mother had said. He would never forgive me if I told Jill and she just ran out and started fighting my mother and he missed it. I went in the front and found Jim watching tv. I told him what was going on and what my mother had said. He too couldn’t believe this. I let him go tell Jill what my mother had said, I went back out the front door and headed to the back to see what was going to happen. I got back to my mother, and Jill had left from the back door. I told her I had told Jim, and he was going to go tell Jill. She said that was fine, and we stood waiting to see if Jill would come out to “ discuss” things. Several minutes had passed and no movement from their house. I told my mother that I didn’t think Jill was going to come out. She said she thought she would, just wait a minute. She was right, a moment later the back door opened, and Jill stepped out onto the porch. She stood there for a few seconds and then slowly started toward us.
My mother took a few steps toward Jill and stopped and waited for her to arrive. Jim and I was so excited it looked like this was going to be it. Jill walked up to with in a few steps of my mother and stopped. Jim and I was both standing behind our mother waiting for the action to begin. Jill spoke first saying she heard that my mother had a problem. My mother said she did and that she was the problem, I figured that comment would get things going pretty quick. It did piss Jill off, and a heated argument quickly started. In a matter of seconds they was face to face really going at it verbally. Even though neither lady was yelling or screaming, somehow some of the neighbors heard the happenings and headed over. A number of them had gathered around waiting for the show to begin. My mother didn’t even seem to notice the people around them, but Jill noticed them . You could tell she didn’t want to fight with the neighbors around. She stepped back away from my mother and said it was a good thing for her the whole neighborhood was around.
My mother ask her why it mattered, she used to lay out showing off her whole body. One of the neighbor women said, well she knows better than to do that anymore, she knows you’ll whip her again. Another woman ask Jill if she was scared of getting beat again. All the women was giggling with excitement. I could tell Jill really wanted to fight and the comments the other women was making was really getting to her. She stood there for a minute and turned and slowly walked away. Some of the women was trying to get her to stop and fight, but she kept walking. She said they had some issues to settle, but she wasn’t going to put on a show for the whole street to watch. Some of the women was trying to talk my mother into going after her, but she just stood there. The neighbor women was all ready to see a catfight and kept trying to get them to go at it, but Jill kept walking and my mother wasn’t going after her. Both mothers was worked up and ready to fight, but I don’t think either really want to fight with everyone watching. Jill walked back into her house and my mother started back to ours.
Even though they didn’t fight, it still had been very exciting. All the other women urging them to fight. Telling them they should just go ahead and settle it. They was itching to see a good ol catfight, and was doing their best to get one started. Begging Jill not to walk away and to turn and fight my mother. Telling my mother not to let Jill get away, to go and get her. We had never seen grown women act this way. They had acted like little school girls. Trying to get two other school girls to fight each other, but none of them were girls. They was all grown mature women, mothers and wives. All the neighbor women hung around for a bit and all went back home disappointed. Jim and I just stood there talking, we was both glad they didn’t fight with all the other women around. We figured it would take some of the excitement away from the fight, but it was so sexy. Our mothers standing ready to catfight with all the other mothers from the area egging them on to fight each other. The women seemed as excited or more so then we was to watch them catfight it out. In the following days all the women was talking about the near fight, and some was ribbing Jill for walking away. This was just like the last time, several near fights, before they finally had their catfight. The waiting and excitement was killing both Jim and myself. We couldn’t wait for them to catfight again. After what had just happened, we felt pretty sure our mothers was going to catfight again. Jim said he thought the fight was going to happen soon. He said he thought his mother was ready to fight the first chance she got. The only question was when, as we surely didn’t want to miss it.
I walked into the house and mother was sitting reading a book. I asked her if she thought her and Jill was going to have another catfight. She said she didn’t see how they could avoid it now. I pretty much knew that, but was just trying to make conversation. I said I thought they was going to do it today, the way they was face to face arguing. She said they probably would have, if the other women hadn’t come over. She said when she saw Jill walking toward her. She thought they was going to right then, and was actually excited and looking forward to it. She said it was odd, it was totally opposite of the way she was. But she was really looking forward to cat fighting again. It was strange, but she really wanted to do it and couldn’t wait for it to happen. She then changed the subject and said it was such a pretty day, and we should go to the lake. She liked to go there and read while I fished. I was dying to talk to Jim to hear what he had to say, but didn’t want my mother to know this. I agreed and got my stuff together and we rode our bikes to the lake.
I decided to make the most of it, and talked about her and Jill cat fighting. I ask her if she would have fought Jill with all the neighbor women around. She said, like Jill, she would rather not, but would have if Jill had not walked away. She said she was glad when Jill turned and walked away, but she wasn’t going to back down if she had started it. I ask her if she thought about going after her and starting it, she said she hadn’t. She wasn’t going to start it in front of all the neighbors. I told her how odd it was seeing all the other women trying to get them to fight, I had never seen grown women acting that way. The way they pleaded with Jill not to leave and go back and fight with her. As well as the way the tried to get her to go after Jill and fight her. Some of them was nearly begging each of them to go start fighting the other woman. These same women would run to stop a fight if their little girls was fighting. She agreed they was all fired up and ready to see a good catfight, but she wasn’t surprised by the way the acted. Most of the women didn’t care for Jill, as their sons and husbands had all stared at her when she use to lay out. That made many of them jealous, and some was jealous that Jill had a better body than theirs. These women would have loved to see Jill in a catfight. They would really love to see her get whipped, but even if she didn’t. They would get to see her lose some hair and get all scratched up, that alone would make them happy. Some of the women might not even care who won she said, many women just like to watch other women catfight. They love the excitement of a catfight and really get into it. I told her how proud I was that she stood her ground and didn’t back down. She said she didn’t want to fight like that, but if Jill hadn’t walked away she would have.
I remembered after her fight with Jill, she had said it was the first fight either had been in but she had seen other women fight before. I worried I might be on thin ice here, but wanted to know a little about that. I reminded her of what she had said, she said that she had seen some catfights before. I ask her if it was like today, if they had coached the women into fighting. She said they hadn’t, the women had an issue and wanted to settle it and agreed to meet and catfight. I ask if it was a good catfight. She laughed and said what is a good catfight. It was two women pulling hair, slapping and scratching. One fight she said had been like hers and Jills. Neither of the ladies had fought before, so it went on for awhile. They had fought for a good while before it got nasty. It didn’t last long after that, by that time both women was worn out and they stopped. Both women was happy with the damage they had caused the other and neither had really given in so they called it a draw. Both women seemed to consider the issue settled. I ask how many catfights she had seen, and she said a few. I ask if she had ever seen a nasty one and she said she had. She said it got very vicious and they stopped the women before someone got seriously hurt. She said that is why women like to have a girlfriend there, to stop things if they get out of hand. I ask if that is why she had been at the catfights. She said for that and to support her girlfriends that were fighting.
I looked around and noticed the sun was starting to go down. Mother noticed this too and said we better start for home. As we was riding home, I ask if I knew any of her friends that had been in catfights. She laughed and said that I sure was full of questions about all this cat fighting stuff. I took this as meaning she didn’t want to talk with me about this anymore. But she went ahead and answered, she said that I did know a few of them. I was stunned, and ask who had been in catfights, but she wouldn’t tell me. I was told I would be surprised who had been in catfights with other women. I again ask her who, but she still wouldn’t tell me. She said it was a lady thing, and matters that should be kept between the ladies. That is why she would rather keep the issue with Jill a private matter. I brought up that if catfights can get so vicious, it might be a good idea to have someone there to stop it. If it got out of hand like the fight she helped stop. I got no reply to this idea, she just kept riding. We was getting near the house, and this brought me back to reality. I had forgot for awhile, but I was dying to talk to Jim and get Jills reaction to what happened this afternoon.
It was nearly dark by the time we got home. I hurried and put my things away, and waited outside to see if Jim would come over. After awhile he walked out, and asked where I had been. I told him we was at the lake, my mother had been going with me when ever he didn’t. I asked what had went on at his house. He said after awhile his mother finally calmed down. She had planned on fighting my mother this afternoon, when she came out back to meet her. She was prepared and ready, but all the other women showed up. When they all showed up, she just walked away. The other women had nearly talked her into turning around and fighting, all of them pleading with her to fight. She was already worked up and ready to catfight, and this just made her want to more. She thought about turning around and fighting, but she really didn’t want to fight with all the other women there. I told him my mother was ready to fight her, but she too didn’t want to fight with everyone around. I shared all the cat fighting stuff my mother had told me, he was as excited to hear the stuff as I was. He ask if I thought their next catfight would get vicious enough that we would have to stop it. I told him I didn’t know if it would get that vicious, but I figured it would get nasty. He said he would have to ask his mother if she had seen any catfights. We heard my mother call me to eat, so I went in and Jim went back to his house.
The next few days we kept an eye on our mothers. We didn’t want them to fight, and we not see it. The other women in the neighborhood was also watching. Some asking when it was going to happen, and others still trying to get them started. Neither mother showed any signs of cat fighting the other. They just went about their normal business. They was acting like nothing had happened, but we knew better. Jim and myself knew the catfight would happen soon. One beautiful day, I decided to go fishing. I went over and ask Jim if he wanted to go. I figured we could fish a little and talk about when we thought our mothers would catfight. He was going to go, but Jill told him she wanted some stuff done around the house. I got my stuff together and was leaving, when my mother called. She asked if Jim was going and I told her he couldn’t. She said she would go, it was a nice day to be at the lake. So she got her bike and headed to the lake. I was having a pretty good day, I had caught several nice fish, showed them to my mother and turned them back. It was a lovely lake, full of nice fish, but hardly anyone ever went there other than Jim and I and a couple other kids. I heard something and turned and saw Jim walking over the little hill toward me. He was about half way to me when I saw Jill coming over the hill behind him. I told my mother that Jim and Jill was here. She had been reading a book in the shade, and she turned to look.
She saw Jill coming and stood up and started to smile. Jim walked up and said Jill was ready to settle things if my mother was woman enough to catfight her. It seemed it was Jills turn to do the calling out this time. My mother said to tell Jill it would be her pleasure, then she said wait I think I will tell her myself. We couldn’t have found a more perfect place for the catfight. In a grassy clearing beside a beautiful lake. The two mothers was slowly walking toward each other, neither taking her eyes off the other. We walked past my mother and stopped between them, about where we figured they would meet. Both of them walking slowly but steadily never taking their eyes off the other. The was still a ways apart, but the distance was closing. We noticed now that they was walking a little faster, and was getting faster the closer they got to each other. My mother was wearing like a little tennis skirt and a tee shirt. Jill was wearing a similar type skirt with a tank top. Both was wear tennis shoes. We was so excited we could hardly control ourselves. We had guessed their meeting point pretty good. They was about to each other and we was right in the middle.
When they got to within several yards of each other, they both charged the other. There was no standing and talking or pushing and daring the other to start it this time. They clashed together and the catfight was on. Both of them instantly started yanking hair and slapping at the others face. They was both getting some pretty good shot to the others face. They would use the hand full of hair they had to pull the others head around so they could get a clean slap into her face. They would occasionally loosen their grip on the others hair and get a better and tighter grip. When they would do this, they would both have strains of hair fall from their hand. Both mothers was already loosing some hair. This went on for several minutes and Jill grabbed my mothers hair with both her hands. Mother kept to her attack of hair pulling and face slapping. This worked for her till Jill pulled her close and then she couldn’t get any good slaps in. So she too then went to the two handed hair pulling. The hair really started to fly now. Both was pulling like crazy. It was looking like it was going to be an awesome fight. It was very sexy sight, both mothers was really going at it. We was both very very excited by what we was seeing. As they was having their hair pulling match. Their legs tangled up, and both women went down. Now the claws came out, they hadn’t done any scratching up to this point.
Both women took to rolling across the ground. Both still held the other by the hair, but started using their other hand to attack. Faces were getting slapped, arms and shoulders was getting scratched. It was turning into a true tooth and nail catfight now. Their legs was kicking and thrashing to control the enemy legs. We could clearly see their panties under their shirts. We was circling them, looking for the best angle to see the most action. We was in a large open area, and it looked like they was going to use all of it before this battle was over. They was rolling around still fighting like alley cats, till they both lost their grip on the other. Both women rolled free. Both started to get up , but they only made it to their knees. They both attacked each other again, on their knees they started hair pulling and swinging some good face slaps. Holding the other by the hair they would try desperately to get a good slap to the others face. Jill was having a hard time keeping her grip on my mother hair, so she released it and grabbed her shirt to hold on to. This was working very well for her, she was controlling my mother and landing some clean hard slaps. Mother tried to pull away, and the sound we heard was music to our ears.
Mothers shirt ripped around the collar. It didn’t fall off and you couldn’t see anything, but it was a move in the direction we wanted. With the mothers knowing we was there this time, we didn’t have to try and hide. We would be able to get some great close up views of there boobs if this turned into a topless fight. Their first fight must have been training for them. Mother never even flinched when her top got tore, she just fought on. Last time it took them forever to get it started and my mother was shocked when her top first got torn last time. This time they never stopped walking when they met and went straight into the catfight. Mother seeing Jills idea of hold onto the clothes for better control of the opponent and slapping was a good one. So she follow suit, and grabbed Jills top and started slapping. Jill had grabbed another hold on mother shirt and was returning slaps. Both women was trying to slap the other face off, while holding her by her top. It wasn’t long till we was hearing more clothing tear. Both of their tops was getting ripped up pretty good, but both women fought on. Their tops was getting so ripped up that it was hard to get and maintain a tight grip on what was left of them. So they had went back to hold each other by the hair and slapping. We didn’t figure the fight would last long going like it was, but we was loving every minute of it. If you had ask the mothers, I think they was loving it too. Neither one seemed to be over powering the other, they was both holding their own. It was turning out to be a very evenly matched catfight. All of a sudden they both fell over, and the ground fight was on again.
As soon as they hit the ground they tangled up into one womanly ball, and started rolling around fighting like mad. Both went to work removing the others top, it seemed to be blocking what they really wanted to get at. It wasn’t but a few moment till both top had been ripped to shreds and all but removed. We had waited for this for a long time, and we wasn’t being disappointed. They rolled apart again and both women went back to their knees and stared at the other. Neither attacked this time they just stared. After a couple moments both rose back to her feet for the first time since the fight had started. They walked around before coming back together. Both tops was nothing more than shreds, both bras was in plain sight. They didn’t have a lot of modesty after the last fight, so both removed their top. They was now in skirt and bra, both women looked very sexy. Their bodies shined from the sweat on them, their hair was a total mess and all wild looking. I can’t tell you what is was, but there was just something so sexy about the scratches on them. They both looked so sexy at this point. Both was now ready to continue the catfight. As they approached each other, both extended her claws and started to circle each other.
Jim said he thought it was going to become a boob fight. I wasn’t sure but hopped he was right. They was slowly circling each other with their claws extended, and suddenly they both lunged at each other. He had been correct, both grabbed for a hand full of the other boobs. Some jockeying went on, but when they settled both had both hands full of boob. They was squeezing and pulling and twisting the other womans boobs. They was trying to dig their nails into the other boob flesh, but the material from the bras was preventing that. Seeing they wasn’t causing the amount of damage or pain they wanted. Both let their hands slide out to the tip, to give the nipples some rough treatment. Both women was pulling each other around by the tip of their boobs, You could tell this was uncomfortable for both women, yet they both seemed to almost have a smile on their face. This was awesome, both mothers looked so sexy cat fighting each other. Jim and I was in heaven. It was a beautiful day, we was at a beautiful lake watching two beautiful sexy ladies catfight each other. They was both getting in to the boob fighting, now they was starting to jerk each others boobs to the side every once in awhile. As well as continuing to pull each other around. My mother seem to start to get the better of Jill in the boob fight. Jill suddenly released my her boobs and swung a hard slap at her face. She missed her mark, but did manage to smack the top of my mothers head. She too released her boob hold and stepped back from Jill.
Both women stood staring at each other, waiting for the other to make a move. They began to circle each other again with their claws out. After a circle or two, they again came together. Both women dug their hands into the other hair and starting pulling. They was jerking heads from side to side, and pushing each others head back as far as the neck would let it go. They was in close fighting, as they pulled hair we noticed their boobs was pushing against the others. The harder they pulled hair the tighter they got to each other, and the more their boobs mashed together. It was an incredible sight, the mothers were pulling each others hair out while their boobs mashed together. They did this for a long while, we was starting to think they was going to stay like this till one of them gave up. Both was losing hair, but was returning the favor by removing some out of the others head. This was turning into a great catfight. Jill got her leg behind my mothers and was able to trip her. My mother went down. She had planned on diving on top of her, but my mother brought her knees up just as she was about to. She rolled away and was able to get back to her feet.
Jill stepped back and unfastened her bra and let it fall to the ground. My mother followed suit and removed hers as well. She then reached behind her and spoke the first words of the catfight. She slipped her skirt off and tossed it to me and said she would need that for the ride home. Jill started to remove her skirt, and told my mother that she wouldn’t be able to ride home when she was finished with her. I hadn’t thought about that, we had rode our bikes and now mother didn’t have a top. I wasn’t going to worry about that now, the catfight wasn’t over. Both of them now stood right in front of us only a few feet away, in nothing more than their panties and tennis shoes. They both looked so wild and sexy, it was awesome. Now that I had a clear view of them both close up, I hadn’t given my mothers boobs enough credit. They was every bit as nice as Jills if not better. Both had beautiful breast. Both was very full, and the skin so clear and soft looking. Their nipples was very large, rock hard and sticking straight out. Neither set had much sag to them. They proudly stood pretty much straight out from their chest. They was a little red and maybe swollen at little. Making them look a little fuller than they really was, but they looked awesome. It was easy to see both women was very proud of her breast, and rightfully so. They was better than any boobs we had see in the magazines. It was really a shame to see anything that beautiful get damaged, but this was a catfight. Both women knew her lovely mounds was about to face some nasty treatment, but that didn’t hold them back. They would risk the damage, just so they could get their hands on the others boobs.
They both stepped toward each other to continue their catfight. They was back into each others hair with in seconds, only this time they was braless. As they came together we could see their boobs smashing together. They was pulling hair for all they was worth, as their boobs crushed together. There was boob flesh smashing out both sides between them. Neither woman had really large breast, they was just full and round. They was pulling hair so hard, and their bodies mashing together so tight. They was smashing each others boobs almost flat. Both their heads had to be hurting by now. They was really pulling out some hair now, they was really going at it hard. Jill was the first to pull back and slide a hand down and grab my mothers boob, so my mother followed her lead. They was now really abusing the others breast. Squeezing, pulling, and scratching them. It was great, four perfect boobs being abused right before our eyes. They both seemed to enjoy trying to destroy they other boobs. It looked like they was going to be crushed , or pulled off their bodies.
Mother released one of her holds on Jills boob, and started slapping it very hard. This was really effective, Jill was trying to pull away, but mother held her in place by her other boob. She was getting some very hard slaps in, and Jills boob was already starting to turn red. Her boob wobbled and bounced with every slap. This was really taking a toll on her, she released her holds on my mothers breast. Now she just tried to get away from my mother. Finally she was able to break my mothers hold and pull back. All four boobs was showing wear from the last few minutes, they was red and scratched up. Mother stepped right toward Jill, she seemed more aggressive to fight now than Jill did, but Jill certainly did not back down. She stepped right up to meet the challenge and met my mother. Jill lunged at my mother and had her by the hair before she knew it. She jerked her off balance and started to swing her around by the hair. All my mother could do was grab Jills wrists and try to lessen the tension on her hair. She was trying to scratch her wrists but wasn’t have any luck. She couldn’t reach Jill to attack her body, all she could do was try and break Jills hold. Jill was swinging her around in a circle very fast. Mother was about to fall, but Jill released her before she could and she flew back and landed on her back on the ground. She started to get up, but Jill charged and tackled her to the ground.
The instantly tangled up and was cat fighting on the ground, but fighting very savagely now. They was fighting as hard as they could now, scratch marks was forming by the second and hair was being removed by the handfuls. They was fighting like two wild animals, grunting and growling , they rolled back and forth as they fought. I figured it was a fight like this that my mother had helped stop. We didn’t know which was worse the hair pulling or the vicious clawing going on. Both woman was taking a lot of damage, and we knew we couldn’t let them fight like this for long. Both their arms and backs was all scratched up now, and they was still loosing hair by the handfuls. After several minutes of this ,we was about to stop them. Then they rolled apart and just laid there. We both walked up to our mother to see if she was alright. Both seemed to be, just out of breath and near exhaustion. Both just laid there sucking in as much air as they could get into their lungs. As we spoke to them, they would nod but didn’t really speak, as they still was gasping for air. We both sit down beside our mother and waited for them to catch their breath. After some time had passed my mother sit up and I asked her if she was sure she was ok. She said she was, she had just needed to catch her breath and rest for a bit. At about the same time Jill sat up too, and she said she was ok as well. They had ended up in a shady spot so we just let they rest, both mothers laid back for awhile. Jim ran to the car to get his mother some water to drink, I went and got a bottle that we had with us. They each took a small drink and just sit there to rest. Jim and I was talking about what an awesome fight it had been, and how proud we was of our mothers. Both of them had recovered a great deal in the last couple minutes and both started to stand up.
Once on their feet they went for each other again, starting another hair pulling match. We ran over and pulled them apart, which wasn’t as easy as we thought. Both of them told us to get back and stay out of it, we told them they had both had enough and it was over. They said they would decide when it was over. We didn’t know what to do, both mothers was still trying to get at each other. Jim said we could let them fight a little more, and stop it if we had too. We didn’t want to do this, we was trying to come up with a plan to calm them down. They was still fighting to get at each other. We told them both to settle down . Both of them did, and we eased our holds on them. We was trying to decide what to do with them. But as soon as Jill felt the grip on her arms loosen she charged, breaking free from Jim and was running as best as she could straight toward my mother. I didn’t want my mother caught while her arms was being held back by me. She wouldn’t be able to fight back or defend herself, so I released her too.
She charged Jill and they met in another tangle of arms and legs. Here was two women who only minutes before was laying on the ground unable to stand, now back fighting all out again. The pace had slowed now, that isn’t saying that hair wasn’t being ripped out and that backs, arms, legs and boobs wasn’t getting clawed up. It was just at a slower pace now. It was something to see, they was cat fighting viciously, but at a slower pace. Where you could see all the happenings. You could see a hand go in grab a boob, and the nails would sink in and they would pull the hand along the boob and you could see the scratch marks form behind the nails. They would slap the others back and then you could see them turn their hand up till the nails dug in. Then pull down raking the others back. They would reach down and sink their nails into the others leg or thigh. Then pull their hand up, leaving some nice red scratch marks behind. Their hands would yank on some hair and you could see the others head move a bit and see the hand pull free. Then they would slowly open it and you would see the strands of hair fall out, before they would reach for another handful. It was a very vicious nasty cat fight, but like watching it in slow motion. We didn’t think they would fight like this much longer, as tired as they were. Finally Jill slipped and fell, taking my mother with her. Both women landed on the ground, but still wanted to continue the catfight. It took them awhile to get together but once they did, it was back to cat fighting. They started pulling hair and scratching and rolling again. They rolled back and forth for awhile. They wasn’t really doing much damage now, just hair pulling. They was both too worn out to fight much. They just rolled around pulling out a little hair. Finally my mother got on top Jill and was pulling her hair when Jill stopped fighting back. We pulled my mother off her and Jill just lied there. She was out, the catfight was over. Jim was able to revive her very easy. She had fainted from exhaustion, and not been knock out during the fight. Both women laid side by side in the grass resting, the fight was out of both of them. My mother had proven herself the better woman again. It was an afternoon Jim and I would never forget.
Both women rested for a hour or so, and both came back to life surprisingly well. I asked mother if she was going to be able to ride home. she said that she didn’t think she would have any problems. Jill got up and they started to their car. Mother told her if she ever wanted to do it again, just let her know. She said she had started to enjoy cat fighting. Jill didn’t say anything she just walked away. Mother was ready to go, but I told her to rest a little more. I took off my shirt and gave it to her to put on. It fit kind of tight in the chest area, but it was fine. She laid down on the blanket she had brought and went to sleep.
I walked down to the lake and fished for about a hour or so. Then I heard my mother call, she had woken up. She said she felt much better now, she laughed and said she was ready for another catfight if Jill had stayed. I got my stuff and we got the bikes and headed home. She went to the tub to soak when we got there, and I ran outside. Jim saw me and came over to talk. His mother was asleep in the house. We relived the whole afternoon again in our heads. We both agreed it was probably going to be the best afternoon of our lives. I ask Jim if he thought his mother would ever want to fight again. He said he wasn’t sure this time. We both agreed even though his mother had fainted and lost, it was still as very even catfight. It could have gone either way really. We could only dream of what the next catfight would bring, if there was another.
I went back in the house, mother was already out of the tub, and getting herself something to drink. I told her what an awesome fight it had been. She said it was much nastier that the first one, just like she thought it would be. There was a couple times, she thought she might get beat. I told her it looked like a very even catfight right to the very end. The lake was a perfect place for the catfight, she agreed and said at least it was private. She walked in and sat down on the couch, as I kept talking about the fight. I ask if she enjoyed this catfight like she did the first one. She just grinned and said she had enjoyed it. She said it was almost like having fun when you was a child. It felt so good to have a grip on Jills hair pulling on it. It felt so good to her, but she knew how it was making Jill feel. She was feeling the same burning and stinging, because Jill was pulling her hair at the same time. She said it was nothing short of a small high, as she could feel Jills hair give and start to pull loose. That made her pull just that little extra so it would pull free. It felt great to remove a hand full of Jills hair, but Jill was removing hers at the same time. She said the only thing she disliked as much as Jill, was Jills boobs. It was like heaven having her hands on them. Trying her best to ruin and destroy them. It was like a dream to her when she would dig her nails into Jills breast, and she could see the look of fear and pain on Jills face. She knew she had the same look as Jill was ripping at her breast, but it was well worth the punishment she was taking. As long as she was able to damage hers as well. She didn’t think anything was as feminine as breast attacks in a catfight. At that stage of a catfight, both women was out to destroy each other. She said it felt so sexy in a violent kind of way, it was hard for her to explain. All she knew was how much she enjoyed trying to destroy Jills boobs.
I ask about when their boobs was mashed together during the catfight. It gave her an odd feeling when they was pulling hair and their boobs was mashing together, It too seems sexy to her in a way, but it also had a dirty feeling to it at the same time. She had no interest in other women sexually, but said it was arousing mashing breast with another woman. She said it must have been arousing to Jills as well, as her nipples got very hard during this stage of the fight. I told her we though it was over when they rolled apart and just laid there beside each other. We was very surprised when they started fighting again after their rest. She said they never spoke, but they both knew they had gone so far they needed a clear winner. She didn’t think either of them really wanted more punishment at that point, but both knew it needed fought out to the end. I told her how exciting it was at that point, they was both totally worn out. You could see everything going on as the pace had slowed a great deal. How we could see every scratch form, and see the hair fall from their hands as they pulled it out. She was just glad I had released her as Jill came charging. She was afraid I was going to keep a hold of her, and she would have had no chance for fighting back. I told her I knew that, that is why I let her go. Jim and I was trying to figure out what to do with them, as we thought both had had enough by that point. But we really didn’t have any way of keeping them apart with both fighting to get at the other.
She said it was one of the greatest feelings in her life, when she felt Jill go limp under her. She knew she was out, and she had proved herself the better woman again. I ask if she thought Jill would want to catfight again. She really didn’t know being she had whipped her twice now. It would be hard to say, this fight got nasty and she might think enough is enough. But Jill has an ego and might want to just keep trying. I ask if she would catfight Jill again if she was challenged. She would meet her anytime, anyplace she wanted. She said she was really getting into this cat fighting stuff, and would be happy to give Jill another shot. It would be great to see them go at each other again, but I wouldn’t want it any more violent than this one. She said they would just keep getting worse till the whole matter was ended. I ask about when they was on the ground grunting and growling and really tearing into each other. If that was the way the fight was she helped break up. She said yes but even worse, them women went at it like that for a very long time and was really getting torn up. There would have been nothing left if they wasn’t stopped. It was the most violent and most sexy sight she had ever seen. It was two women catfight all out, totally woman to woman. Both women had taken some very brutal abuse. But it was very very sexy she said.
Jim said his mother didn’t talk much about the catfight. When ever he trying to bring it up, she would either ignore him or chance the subject. He wasn’t able to get much information to share from his side. He wasn’t sure if Jill might want another shot at my mother. We both hopped it would happen, but we didn’t figure it would be anytime soon. My mother went right back to normal, being her proper, conservative self. Jill laid low for a week or so, but she too went back to normal in a couple weeks. Neither woman received any lasting injuries, both was fine and all the scratches was healed up in a week or so. All the women in the neighborhood figured out the catfight had happened. They all was sorry they missed it. They ask mother and Jill all about it, but neither would talk about it. So the issue was dropped pretty fast, being there was no information to start rumors with. It looked like there wouldn’t be another catfight for a long time, if ever. Mother just smiled and said she wouldn’t be so sure about that. My heart started to race, I ask if Jill had contacted her for another shot, She nodded no but said that there was some catfights brewing. Several women in the neighborhood was having some issues. Some of them wouldn’t go away and was getting near the point, the only way to settle them was a good catfight. I was all ears now, wanting to know who it was and what was the issue. She wouldn’t tell me any details on the matter. A couple different woman had talked to her and ask, if they had a catfight if she would go with them. For support, and in case it got out of hand and needed stopped. She told them she would if they wanted her to be there for them. I was trying to ask a hundred questions, but she wouldn’t give any names and details. I told her that if they was going to catfight, I just had to see it. She said if it came to a catfight, she would try to figure out a way for Jim and I to see it.
My mind was racing as to what women might be cat fighting and what was the reasons. I hadn’t noticed any tension between any of the women, but I was sure going to keep an eye open for any signs. It really didn’t matter who they was, it would be great to see another catfight no matter who was fighting. I raced back over to Jims house to tell him there might be more action coming soon. He was as excited as I was about the news. I told him we better keep this under our hats. I didn’t want the women of the neighborhood to know we knew about this. I was afraid they wouldn’t invite my mother if they thought she would include us. The thought of watching other women of the neighborhood catfight was very exciting. We just hopped it would turn into a topless or nude catfight. The thought of seeing more mother topless was awesome. This would be the next best thing to watching mother and Jill cat fighting again. This might end up being a great summer.
