First interest in fighting.

Started by FitOfficerWife, August 15, 2014, 08:20:20 PM

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wasteland1952

Thanks, Bear, for bringing back some good old memories!

Seeing two girls fight, at least on the old TV shows and movies, was sexually exciting to me, and I'm not sure why.  I'm no psychologist/psychiatrist, but I think the close body-to-body fighting was what really turned me on.  To me, there's just something very arousing about seeing two women in close breast-to-breast, body-to-body contact.  And yes, I'm also aroused seeing vids of lesbians engaged in sex.  But when I was a kid, I had no clue about lesbianism, or sex for that matter.

I may have mentioned this before in some forum on this site, but I remember seeing a video of an interview being done with a female psychologist about why girl fights were so popular.  One of the things the psychologist mentioned, was the close body contact between women when they fight.  She said that in some cases, seeing women fight and wrestle is not unlike seeing women engaged in sex.  I will try to locate that old interview, and if I do, I'll post it here.  But it must have been 10 or so years ago, so it's probably long gone.

Bear

I never put much stock into anything that a female psychologist says about male psychology, or in what a male psychologist says about female psychology.  Besides, psychology is most unscientific science of all the sciences. 

In my flawless self-analysis I've concluded that why fvf wrestling does it for me is because I believe that a woman who is all right with close-quarter physical competition would be great in bed.  I have no proof of that such is the case, but it's what I like to think.  Hence, the fantasy.  It's as simple as that. 

colt 45

Mine mirrors most of these as well. The apartment wrestling in the mags started it and it grew from there.  have never liked the bloody side, just the rest of the hairpulling etc.  VERY repressed home life and this was "acceptable" to one parent at least.





Sandman13

I've tried to figure out the "why" of catfighting being such a sexual turn-on to me. Maybe - can't speak for anyone else on this - it's the unattainability of a woman that makes me enjoy seeing another female take her down. I mean, in high school we all fantasized about the hot cheerleaders and homecoming queens. For me that somehow turned into seeing them getting their butts kicked by less attractive girls.
So is it something like revenge? In that the prettiest girls would have nothing to do with me so imagining them beaten and humiliated by another woman is just a substitute for me beating them? I have loved catfights for so long I have pretty much given up worrying about the reason but I do wonder. A bit, now and then. Anyone have any other answers?

tommyfighter

Quote from: FitOfficerWife on August 15, 2014, 08:20:20 PMI'm curious as to how other people first became interested in fighting. I will tell my story, hope you will do the same.

I got into my first fight when I was 16 and in high school. I was a much slimmer (5'6,120lbs), yet very well endowed back then. After school one day, I witnessed a fight between two of my male classmates. The first was Jerry. Jerry was extremely tall at 6'9 and probably weighed in at around 200lbs. Jerry wasn't too muscular, but quite athletic and a member of the varsity basketball team. Dave on the other hand, was a clean cut handsome guy about 5'10, 180lbs or so. Extremely chiseled frame but more of a nerd than an athlete. Long story short (this is not really intended to be about their fight) Dave beat the every living shit out of Jerry.

The next day at lunch, one of my girlfriends and I were talking about the fight and how watching Dave beat the hell out of Jerry like that gave us a new found, ummm, admiration for Dave. Unbeknownst to me at the time, Jen (Jerry's gf) overheard our amusement at the expense of her bf. Jen was your stereotypical blonde barbie doll cheerleader type. In all actuality, she may have been a couple inches taller than me, otherwise very similar in size. Jen never said a word.

Later, as school ended, Jen followed me into the girls room. At first, I really had no clue as to what her intentions were. But they became all too clear once she had me backed into the corner. She was obviously upset on how I got jollies from watching her bf get beat up. My heart was beating thru my chest. My knees were shaking. I had never been in a fight before, not even a play fight really. My mind was racing...what do I do?  Jen was up in my face, flinging insults and accusations, but honestly, I was too scared to listen to her really. My silence seems to inflate her anger. Then it happen...it seemed like slow motion, yet, I couldn't stop it. Her right fist smashed into my left eye, my head flung back and slammed into the wall. I'm not sure which flash of light was brighter, the one from her fist or from the wall. A knee buried itself into my gut. I couldn't breathe. I was doubled over. My right shoulder pressed into the wall was the only thing holding me up. Then came the sharp burning sensation in my scalp as she grabbed ahold of my hair. Probably 10 or more uppercuts connected to my face, tits, and ribs before a vicious kick to my gut took me off my feet and dropped me to my knees. Another one smashed my tit and I collapsed onto my side. Jen kept me balled up there on the floor, pinned against the wall, kicking and stomping at my torso at will. I'm not gonna lie...Jen BEAT MY ASS into a crying, blubbering mess. I know she was talking shit as she kicked and stomped at me, but I couldn't understand anything over my own crying and begging. I must have laid there a good 10 min after she finally stopped and left.

Running into her at school the next few days was absolutely humiliating and terrifying. That was the point that I decided I'd never let anyone do that to me or make me feel that way. again. I started hitting the gym. Started kickboxing and BJJ. well, so far, I've kept my word to myself...no one has done that to me since.

Again...I'd be interested in hearing how some of you became motivated into the sport of fighting.

Just came across this story. WOW! Sorry you took such a beat down from her but what a motivation to improve yourself. Congrats on doing much better since. I do wonder, did you ever fight Jen again?

Txblonde

During college, my sorority participated in wrestling competitions against other sororities for charity events...most of those matches were just roll around slap and giggle bouts but a few were pretty serious almost developing into fights...those were the first real matches I ever witnessed or participated in....Years later, after graduating, we were at a pool party and the guys encouraged the ladies to participate in similar type matches. Liquor was involved...lol...I discovered I enjoyed the competition and starting participating in arranged matches under various rules agreed to by my opponents and I. My cousin also competed and was more involved initially than me so she assisted me in arranging the matches, learning about submissions, etc. i still compete occasionally but have slowed down significantly as I grow older.

Boche

Quote from: Txblonde on September 03, 2026, 03:14:33 PMDuring college, my sorority participated in wrestling competitions against other sororities for charity events...most of those matches were just roll around slap and giggle bouts but a few were pretty serious almost developing into fights...those were the first real matches I ever witnessed or participated in....Years later, after graduating, we were at a pool party and the guys encouraged the ladies to participate in similar type matches. Liquor was involved...lol...I discovered I enjoyed the competition and starting participating in arranged matches under various rules agreed to by my opponents and I. My cousin also competed and was more involved initially than me so she assisted me in arranging the matches, learning about submissions, etc. i still compete occasionally but have slowed down significantly as I grow older.

Thank you for your inputs that are always very interesting.

watchembox

As I said in an earlier post on this same subject mine was when two neighborhood girls wrestled on the grass when we were about 7 or 8 years old. They were having a little disagreement and lock ed hands and kind of had a little chicken fight type thing. Then Lisa got Dolly in a headlock and threw her to the grass and laid on top of her pinning her arms to the ground. I think that may have been my first boner and have never forgot it since. Lisa made dolly give if you were wondering.