The maternal instinct of both mothers was rising. Both moms had stopped coaching as they realized their daughters where now fully understanding the nature of a sexual fight. Both daughters had always been sweet girls, well-loved and popular in their schools. Madi had had one fight Christine new about in junior high school and Britney had never been in a fight. This was something only a women can understand and it was going to be the best women that wins. They had prepped their girls as good as they could, now it was up to each young women to fight. The urge to battle was strong in the moms as they were intently watching their naked daughters struggle in a tangled mass of flesh. Backs arching, toned butts giggled with each strain of muscles. The gymnastic lessons of their youth where now paying off as they were able to able to contort their bodies to give maximum exposure to the others. Young firm breast flesh compressed and Christine noticed her daughters hard nipples being overpowered by Britney’s. She also noticed that the crotch battle was going better for her daughter as her daughter had learned to wrap her feet around Britney’s ass to pull the girl closer to her. Both girls had their legs wide open to get the most exposure as clits danced, jabbed and stabbed. Pubic bones crashed as pussy lips smashed together.
Without warning Christine felt Heather come off the couch and both mothers began to tangle. They needed to do something to help their daughters so fighting the other mother was their answer. The mothers stood after a quick drop to the floor and began exchanging blows. Closed fisted blows to breasts, face and head. A quick knee jab to the stomach caused Heather to lose her wind and fall to the floor. Christine jumped on her half downed opponent but Heather recovered enough to except her advisories impending body crashing into her own. They were rolling on the floor just a foot from their daughters. They ended up rolling into the daughters and for a few moments the clash of four naked bodies in battle could be felt by all. Grunts and growling of the women and the sqeaks and tear filled painful grunt of the girls. Christine found an opening and rammed a loose foot making contact with Britney’s backside. The women continued to roll and Britney tried to kick at Madi as the mothers rolled back but Christine kept her from making contact by squeezing her hand in between their hips and finding Heathers pussy and started digging her fingers into her exposed womenhood. Heather yelped and after attempting to get Christine’s hand out of her crotch and failing plunged her own manicured nails into her advisories honeypot. After a few moments of this the veteran women ended up in a sitting bear hug with their legs in between opening wide and excepting the others vagina into their own. Still watching their daughters stalemate match they pummeled their cxnts into each other. Christine grunted “this was always our favorite fight”. Heather grunted back as she met her opponents pelvic push into hers “ Yeah, and I seem to remember from how wet you get that you like this, too.” Christine grunted and winced in pain as she replied “this is the only way we can fight evenly. I’d kick your ass in a plain old catfight, if you recall.”
The daughters, where not used to physical combat and did not understand how to work through the pain. In their weakened state they had begun to melt together. Breathing so hard. The smell of the others breath and sex hung in the air. Both didn’t give to the other but where barely hanging on to the other. Matted brown and blonde hair tangled and partially blinded each. The feel of another womens wetness against theirs was repulsive and erotic. They hated the other girl and felt excited by them.
Slowly the girls did look up and upon hearing and feeling their mothers fighting next to them, their mothers grunts and growls the girls did keep their snake like hold on the other but watched as the experienced women pounded away at each other. From their prone position they saw their mothers battle as the mom’s thighs touched the girls. The mom’s had let go of each others hair and had hands behind their backs to get more pushing power with every crotch hit. Sometimes the pussy bump would end in both older but perky ass’ in the air as they crashed their pubic regions together. The smell of their womenhood and the natural drippings of sex hung in the air. The girls where mesmerized at their mothers furry. Not only smelling their own sweat and sex but the sex of those bodies that had birthed them. They couldn’t help but notice the two experienced cougars battled almost as if in a dance. A very painful and violent tango. Almost a game of chess with each jabbing and countering with a move of their own. Gritted teeth and grunts replaced the girls squeals and squeaks as the experienced mothers fought. The moms had reached a new level of intensity as their offspring where observing how real women fought. The girls were fighting to prove who was ready to be crowned a real women but the mothers where fighting as women to see who was the better women.
The girls slowly released their holds on each other and while watching their mothers they mimicked their position. It was so unnatural for them. Opening up their pussies to another women. Legs spead wide exposing the center of their womenhood to another. Both where still virgins to boys. Brown eyes made contact as they both eyed their well trimmed and young vagina and their advisories and moved closer. They compared each other’s beavers and found them worthy and equally matched. Just as hard as their nipples where their clits stood painfully hard and awaiting continued battle. At first they just touched pubes and felt the others neatly trimmed pubic hairs brush the others. They moved closer continually moving from their direct eye contact to watching the other womenhoods couch. They accidently touched clits and both girls gasped and toes curled. They moved their bodies back for a moment before repeating the same move and found the same satisfying and painful sensation. They fought through the pleasure as this was about competing not sex and quickly they began pushing their open lips together. Several times they felt the suction of their pussie lips as they kissed. A chill went down their spine and both girls couldn’t help but let out a moan as their toes curled, once again.
Chrstine and Heather where still hard in battle but it was natural to them. Their fight would take awhile. They saw how their daughters where starting their first real ‘dance’
. The pain and pleasure the mothers felt as they competed with their most intimate lady parts against another women was now being mimicked by their offspring. Mothers where aware of their daughters battle as the daughters where aware of their mothers. Multi-generational fighting continued as the dual battle continued. Each feeding off the other. Not just trying to beat their advisory but also for the respect and admiration of their family member.
Madi was the more aggressive one and instead of letting her lips kiss her opponent she tensed up and jammed her crotch into Britney’s. Britney’s half pleasurable and curious expression turned into an open mouthed but silent scream as the pain registered. Her face took on a look of pain as she quickly recovered and jammed her pussy back into Madi’s young pussy. Tears could be seen flowing down each girls cheeks.
The daughters where aggressive in their own way and soon reverted to bear hugging as they quickly jabbed their pelvic regions together. The pain was less intense this way but they had the satisfaction of again bringing their perky breasts crashing together with hands in hair. Nails began scratching backs as they tried to pull each other closer The mothers had long ago lost the flexibility to sexfight in that compressed position for long. Breast fighting while pussy fighting was most satisfying but very exhausting for late 30 year old bodies. The 19 year olds had no problem. Young firm nipples jabbed into soft breast. Madi’s where slightly fuller but Britney’s nipples where as hard as iron and soon each time a hard nipple made contact the pain of the jabs and irritations began to show. Bare sweaty stomachs touched as they began to breath in unison.
The daughters where vocal. Squealing and grunting with tears running down their cheeks. Intense anger in their eyes as neither wanted to lose. Breathing so hard their mothers paused their battle long enough to get in their own bear hug. Older breasts smashing together but their hands didn’t go to the school girl hair pulling but slid down their advisories bodies and began squeezing breasts and mauling pussy. The mothers fell silent as their clawing and mauling of lady parts continued. So intent on the new level of pain being given and received they didn’t realize Madi had broken free of Britney and rushed at Heather. Britney was stunned and realized her mother was about to be tag teamed so she crawled over and began to engage Christine. Both mothers began to fight with the others daughter and only worried about their own daughter taking on an experienced catfighter.
Christine was the first to win the rolling catball fight with Britney and had her pinned on the floor with one leg raised allowing Christine to jam her pussy into the much younger mound on the floor. Britney fought but with her leg out streached she was fully exposed to each pussy strike. Madi held her own against Heather for a full minute longer before she was brought into the same position by new opponent. Christine warned Heather “ you hurt my baby and I’ll hurt yours.” She jammed her cxnt deep into Britney’s and she cringed as she saw Heather do the same to her daughter. Britney as soon fully crying and calling for her mom’s help with Britney soon fallowing suit. Both women spewing venom at the other women as she watched the other experienced women pummel their daughters private parts with her own.
Both women let the other girls go and they lunged at each other. Fists and claws digging, punching as growling at the other. Blonde hair and red being ripped out as they flew around the room clashing and separating. Falling and getting back up. When they finally did meet and ended up rolling into a corner Christine ended up on top and she violently jammed her knee into Heathers crotch and stomach causing her to lose her breath. As Heather lay helpless on the floor Christine turned her attention to her daughter who had regained her footing and she ordered her daughter to get Britney. Madi crawled to where Madi was still on her back and she mounted her opponent and as Britneyi tried to reach her hands to meet Madi’s she was suprised when her opponent smiled and just jammed 3 fingers into her exposed womenhood. Madi had never been finger f*cked and it was hard and painful. Britney let out a scream and tried to fight her enemies hand out of her crotch. Bucking and screaming she couldn’t get the other girls 120 pounds off of her. Britney gave, She cried and screamed and Madi looked up at her mother and saw her mothers pride.
Both blonde’s lay helpless on the floor. Christine and Madi had won. In a breathless moment Madi realized she was now a real women in her mothers eyes.
