The first emotion of a catfight
I remember when I was 19 the day my cousin Clara (27) invited me to a weekend in the country with some friends. He told me come have fun we are all women, the ranch is run by two ladies, there are horses, nature and many other nice women. So we left on Saturday morning. My name is giulia, at the time I was a tall girl 1.74 cm long brown hair, green eyes, long legs I was a beautiful girl. My cousin clara 27 years old blond hair 1.67 cm athletic body. During the trip we listened to music and had fun. At a certain moment my cousin told me: In this ranch you have a lot of fun, there are women of all ages and they also do catfight tournaments! I asked him in amazement: what is catfight? She smiled and said: Fight between women, pull hair, slap, tear off clothes ...
I did not understand I was amazed: How to pull hair? Clara: Have you ever fought another woman? Have you ever witnessed a fight? I always amazed that I answered no, except for some disagreements at school. She smiled and said: You'll see that it's exciting and fun.
After about three hours of travel we finally reached the ranch. We parked the car a few meters from a large two-story country house. One of the owners came up to us smiling. The woman welcomed us with kindness, her name was Vera, she was about 50 years old, she was dressed in jeans and boots, despite her age she had a supple body, black hair with white veins. Immediately I embrace my cousin Clara as a great friend, then turning to me she said: who is this beautiful girl? And he looked at me from head to foot. I was wearing short black jeans, sneakers and a white shirt. I replied a little confused as he hugged me in a hug: "I'm his cousin, my name is Giulia." He detached himself from me and looking at me again he said; welcome dear.
I accompany you to our rooms on the second floor. On the way we met other women of various ages from 25 to 60 years, all seemed to stare at me, I was embarrassed and when I finally entered my room I decided to throw myself under the shower to freshen up and drive away a strange anxiety that had surprised me.
When I went down to the living room it was lunch time. A large table where 24 women of all ages sat. I was the youngest, I was introduced and a murmur of amazement mixed with envy spread through the room.
The lunch was excellent, at one point Vera attracted the attention of all of us and said: then girls tonight at 8 pm we will have the pleasure of watching the match between Edda and Signora Zenaide, a long applause spread in the hall. Edda and Zenaide, smiling, stood up. Edda was a girl of about 25 years, light brown hair about 1.70 high a proud and feline look. Ms. Zenaide, on the other hand, was about 42 years old, 1.65 a stern look and a dry body, black hair gathered and one of the few women who were there dressed in skirts and stockings. All began to comment and smile, I was a little surprised and I don't know why nervous. In the afternoon I talked to my cousin, I asked her for explanations and she said that it was a club of women who often met to feel more relaxed and have fun together without middle men. Then he told me to stay relaxed and that I would enjoy watching the match.
20 pm arrived quickly and I left my room. In the air there was a strange energy, I met the others who were going excited and entertained towards the horse enclosure that was near the barn. We all arranged ourselves in a circle around the fence who leaned on the wooden boards instead of sitting on the boards themselves. My cousin Clara was a few feet away from me and was talking to some friends who looked at me and looked at my body from head to toe. I felt strangely excited and nervous. Next to me, a plump lady of about 60 with dyed platinum-blond hair, enamelled nails and a pair of jeans looks at me with a smile and said to me: Come dear come near me. Then he shook my hand I am Anna pleased. Against I changed my greeting and positioned myself next to her. Meanwhile Vera now dressed in a brown trousers and jacket suit announces the two adversaries entering the enclosure. A roar, applause and screams filled the air, all those women seemed excited and mad. Edda entered first, her hair tied with two braids, short shorts, short boots and a pink shirt. Edda was in great shape, she looked confident and aggressive, then it was Zenaide's turn, who slowly stepped over the fence and reached the center of the fence. Zenaide wore a black skirt, black stockings, hair tied (but not tight) in a bun, she also had red lipstick that made her white teeth stand out, a black blouse. Anna hissed near me with her teeth at the entrance of Zenaide a sound more or less like this SHHHHHHHHH.
True after having presented the two, he stepped aside and left Edda and Zenaide in front of each other. Edda immediately goes to the attack, grabbing Zenaide's hair, which in turn grabs Edda's braids. The two pull their heads to each other. All around screams and shouts of encouragement. My cousin shouts urging Edda, while Anna shakes her head next to me and says: Oh these girls and smiles. I look around, my heart is beating fast and all those cries make me get goose bumps and my legs tremble. Suddenly the two with the hair go to the slaps, and then back to the hair. Edda with her right hand tears off the sleeve of Zenaide's shirt and a scream fills the air ... OHHHHHHH. Zenaide immediately replies and pushes Edda who falls to the ground with a surprised expression. I noticed Vera smiling, while a blonde woman in her mid-30s with redone lips and big breasts was sitting on the fence next to her, looking at her and smiling, resting a hand on her knees.
Edda quickly tries to get up, but Zenaide with unexpected speed, throws herself against her and grabs her rival's right leg, lifting her and rolling Edda away again.
My cousin covered her eyes for a moment, while a tall fat woman screamed like an eagle.
All this does nothing but put on a strange excitement.
Edda roars and gets up and hurls herself towards Zenaide, and as she seems to want to grab his hair she suddenly lowers herself and blocking the widow's left leg with her hands opens her mouth and bites her rival's calf, then lets go while Zenaide screams and bounces by massaging the vise leg. At that move all the women around scream and emit strange sounds shhhh, ohhhh, mmmm. Vera smiles as she looks at the blonde next to her, who looks at her and grimaces with her lips redone. Anna next to me smiles and screams, while I have a heart that beats a thousand.
Zenaide stops hopping and shaking her head she throws herself at Edda and grabs his right hand and bites fiercely, leaving lipstick on her hand and a deep tooth mark. While Edda screams in pain Zenaide looks at her, showing her teeth and then hurls herself at her, grabbing her braids and making a quick move makes her fall to the ground.
Then he throws himself on her, the two begin to roll in the dust, Edda is now on top and tries to sit up on Zenaide but the expert lady clings to the braids of her rival not allowing him to raise his head.
Then Zenaide brings her half-open mouth to Edda's shoulder and bites again. Edda screaming for her grip on Zenaide, who with a skilful and quick move turns her rival upside down and positions herself above her.
Zenaide stops hopping and shaking her head she throws herself at Edda and grabs his right hand and bites fiercely, leaving lipstick on her hand and a deep tooth mark. While Edda screams in pain Zenaide looks at her, showing her teeth and then hurls herself at her, grabbing her braids and making a quick move makes her fall to the ground.
Then he throws himself on her, the two begin to roll in the dust, Edda is now on top and tries to sit up on Zenaide but the expert lady clings to the braids of her rival not allowing him to raise his head.
Then Zenaide brings her half-open mouth to Edda's shoulder and bites again. Edda screaming for her grip on Zenaide, who with a skilful and quick move turns her rival upside down and positions herself above her.
Around me screams and excited women who jump and scream, I feel a heat rise up from my legs to the head. While Zenaide slaps storm Edda my cousin approaches and putting a hand on my shoulders tells me: It's fantastic don't you think? I look at her red in the face and nod my head, while around me I hear screams and sighs. Edda tries to block the hands of Zenaide and tries to free herself from her. With his right hand he scratches the left leg of the zenaid by splitting the stockings. Then the widow with a start of anger grabs the braids of Edda and bangs her head on the ground repeatedly, then grabs her left breast and squeezes it hard causing Edda an intense pain.
My cousin screams and whistles like a tomboy, while I look around in shock and strangely excited.
In short, the match ends with Edda totally destroyed by the fury of the most experienced Zenaide. when he gets up he gets upside down while Zenaide smiles and embraces her. the women around me enter the enclosure and congratulate the two fighters. I, red-faced and stunned by emotion, run away to my room. I close the door undressing and inside the shower I feel an irrepressible urge to masturbate.
I come as I never came, I stay in the shower a long time. Then in the evening I go down for dinner to celebrate the Zenaid victory. My cousin greets me by introducing some friends, drinking and talking. I ask for info on catfight, there are many women interested in me. Someone tells me that I should try to fight, I reply that I still don't feel ready. All smile. But soon it will be my moment.
