My wife Peggy is a voluptuous red head, who loves physical altercations with other women! It all started 23 years ago, right after our daughter Allie was born. Having a few stubborn pregnancy pounds that were giving her a hard time, she joined a local gym, and started boxing classes to lose the weight. She was good at it and enjoyed it, and the classes led to a couple of real fights with other women. Along the way, she got into wrestling and catfighting too, and now is always looking for an opportunity to "mix it up" with another woman...young or old!
Peggy currently is 52 years old, stands five foot eight, has shoulder length red hair, green eyes, weighs in at 130 pounds, and has a fabulous 36D-24-34 figure! Many times, younger women have been lulled into a false sense of security in fights because of her age. In the end, they've all paid for that. This then is her story!
This fight really stems from the catfight my wife had against the blond Karyn at our friend John and Michelle's house recently. If you haven't read that story, you might want to so you know all the facts!
https://www.freecatfights.com/forums/index.php?topic=80586.0 One day, a couple of weeks after the Peggy/Karyn fight, I got a call from John. He said that he'd gotten a call from a woman named Jillian who was there that night, and wondered if he'd be able to set up a fight for her with Peggy. He asked me what I thought, and I said that Peggy was always up for a challenge, but let me talk to her and I'd get back to him. A couple of hours later, Peggy came home and I told her about John's call. She too had news for me. Seems that Peg had gotten a call from Michelle and she had more info than John. Turns out this woman Jillian was the other blonde that was with Karyn the night of the fight, and Michelle thought that her fight request might have been somewhat of a revenge fight for what Peggy had done to Karyn. Michelle also told Peggy that Karen had given birth about 6 months ago, and was still breast feeding. All interesting information.
"So, what do you want to do?", I asked. "Why don't you call John back. Don't mention Michelle's call and tell him I'm interested but I'd like to know more about Jillian, such as her age, how longs she's been fighting, and how we measure up Physically and exactly what kind of fight she's looking for" I told her I'd do that, and went onto the front porch to return John's call. I relayed Peggy's questions, and he said he'd get some answers from Jillian and get back to me. I could see the wheels turning in Peggy's head when I returned. We talked and both of us wondered what part John played in this "plot" and wondered if Michelle's phone call had been done without John's knowledge or if it was part of the plan.
So a couple of days later I got a call from John. He said that he'd talked to Jillian and this is what she told him. According to John, Jillian said she'd been fighting for several years, both catfighting and boxing.If she had to estimate, she'd say she had had probably 30 fights over the years. She's 36 years old, stands five foot seven, weighs around 140 pounds, and her measurements are 36DD-23-34. What she was looking for was a No Holds Bared Bra and Panty Catfight in John and Michelle's ring in front of a small crowd. I told John I'd get together with Peggy and get back to him when she'd made a decision.
That night, Peggy and I had a long talk. We both thought that stats wise Jillian was a fair opponent for my wife. What I was concerned about was her experience level, and the fact that Jillian was over 15 years younger than my wife! Peggy agreed but countered that as a still breast feeding Mom, her tits would be super sensitive and an easy target. I know my wife and I know when her juices get flowing, reason can go out the window. The whole idea excited Peggy and she told me to call John the next day and make arrangements! What could I do but back her up.
The next day I made the call and the date was set and two weeks later we found ourselves in John and Michelle's house with many of the same folks who had seen Peggy and Karyn fight. Michelle took Peggy to a back room to get ready for the fight, while I got a drink from the bar. I saw Karyn sitting on the other side of the room, and made sure to sit far away from her. In a couple of minutes, Michelle climbed into the ring. "Ladies and Gentlemen, if you were here 2 weeks ago you saw two incredible fights...one planned and one impromptu. Our first combatant tonight was the winner of the impromptu fight, our Champion, Peggy!" Peggy looked great in a hot pink lace bra and panty set, and climbed into the ring with a smattering of applause and a loud boo from Karyn. "And her opponent tonight, a friend of the woman defeated by Peggy and here to revenge that loss...Jillian!" Again a smattering of applause but a loud cheer from Karyn. Peggy and I locked eyes, and at once we knew we were correct...it was a plot! My fear for my wife ramped up! For her part, Jillian was wearing a beige satin bra and panty set, and I'm going to assume that her tits were full of milk, because the bra may have fit normally, but tonight it was straining to contain her overflowing jugs! AT the very least, tonight was going to be interesting!
Michelle climbed out of the ring, and the two women started to walk around, looking for an opening. I was interested in seeing which one would make the first move. . I didn't have to wait long because suddenly Peggy lashed out with her right foot, and slammed it low in Jillian's gut (well belong her panty line) and I heard the air rush out of the younger fighter as she doubled over. Peggy waited little time grabbing two handfuls of the blonde's hair so she could hold her in position for some expertly delivered knees to her swollen tits. Peggy connected 2 or 3 times with each of them till she let go and threw Jillian to the ropes with her last knee! You could tell that Peggy had hurt Jillian the way the younger woman pretty much laid across the ropes, but as Peggy moved in, I also knew she wasn't done yet!
First thing Peggy did was grab two handfuls of Jillian's bra, and pulled the cups down exposing her tits. Then Peggy started a systematic slap attack on Jillian's boobs. As she escalated the force of her slaps, Jillian started to whimper. Then she converted the slaps to punches, Jillian cried out in pain. After a few minutes of this torture, Jillian was just lying there and offered no resistance as Peggy grabbed her arm and thew her to the canvas. Quickly Peggy got behind the blonde pulled her upright by her hair, and wrapped her legs around her middle, effectively tapping her in a leg vise. Then she reached around and grabbed the blonde's big boobs and started to pull them apart, digging her nails into Jillian's soft tit flesh. Jillian struggled, but there was nothing she could do to get Peggy off her, giving my wife free reign on her bosom attack as she slammed Jillian's tits together. Jillian was crying out in pain, but the red head was not ready to stop yet. Next she moved on to her large nipples, mangling them between her fingers, causing the blond to actually cry from the pain. Peggy continued torturing Jillian's nipples till milk started to flow from the still breast feeding new Mom! Jillian's tits were splotchy red from Peg's attack, and now covered in milk. It now seemed like Peggy had had enough, as she released her leg vise, and let Jillian slump to the canvas.
Honestly, my wife looked very pleased with herself as she got to her feet and strutted around the ring. "Come on Jillian. Are we done here already? I thought I'd have to work a little harder than this." Then she walked in front of the younger woman, grabbed two handfuls of her blonde hair, and pulled her to her knees, I assume to continue working over Jillian's tits. I say assume, because I Peggy never got that far because Jillian delivered a very forceful right uppercut directly between Peggy's legs. By the look on her face, and the way Peggy grabbed her crotch and dropped to her knees, I'm going to assume that Jillian had a direct hit on Peg's pussy! A hard right punch to the side of Peggy's head dumped the older fighter to the canvas as Karyn cheered from the audience!!
Jillian slowly got to the ropes, and using them for support, pulled herself to her feet. She then carefully tucked her obviously painful boobs back into her bra, and leaned back on the ropes and took several deep breaths. As Peggy started to get to her knees, Jillian placed herself behind her, and in an incredibly quick grab, pulled Peggys bra off her boobs and wrapped it around her neck. The blonde then proceeded to tighten it, effectively reducing the red head's ability to breath. She kept Peggy in this position for 3 or 4 minutes, while she continued taking deep breaths I'm sure that after the beating my wife had dished to Jillian's tits, she was still hurting, but she seemed to be doing everything she could to get her head back into the fight. Finally, Jillian used the bra to throw Peggy to the mat, leaving the older fighter gasping for breath! Not done with her yet, Jillian twice stomped on Peggy's left tit and then stomped on her stomach, and my wife got herself into a fetal position. That's when Jillian turned up the flame!
She grabbed Peggy by her feet with little resistance from the older fighter, pulled her onto her back, spread her legs, and stomped her pussy, which made Peggy cry out and Karyn yell, "Fuck the bitch up!!". Pleased with the results, Jillian did it again, and this time Peggy begged for her to stop. A big smile came on Jillian's face, and I knew Peggy was not out of the woods yet! She grabbed a limp Peggy by the hair and literally threw her into the turnbuckle. She carefully tucked Peggy's arms over the top rope, and started throwing punches into her naked tits. She didn't stop till they were red and sore looking. Then she grabbed her by the hair, pulled her head back over the ropes, and buried a fist into my wife's gut. It was low, and it was forceful, and it obviously had the desired effect because again Peggy cried out for mercy. One more to the same place for good effect had the older fighter practically out of it. Peggy was helpless to stop the younger blonde from grabbing her hair and flipping her to the center of the ring.
Jillian grabbed Peggy's feet again, and I was afraid she was going after her cxnt again, but the blonde pulled Peggy onto her back, and plopped on her stomach. She trapped Peggy's arms under her legs, and then reached under her bra cups and whipped her own bra over her head. "You wanted these so much early in the fight...lets see what you think now" and with that she lowered her sweaty, milk stained tits over Peggy's face. My wife struggled, but she was spent and there was nothing she could do, and within a minute or two she stopped moving.
Jillian got up, reached over and slapped Peggy in the face twice before her eyes came back in focus. "I think I won...what do you think Peggy?" Jillian had done what she'd set out to do. She repaid Peggy's win against Karyn almost exactly with Peggy, but tonight Peggy had been on the losing end of the equation. Looking very pleased with herself, Jillian put her bra back in place, and climbed out of the ring, while Michelle entered the ring to help my wife out. As Jillian was taking her victory lap around the room, she stopped by me and said, "Your wife did good tonight. She fought hard and she really had me early in the fight, but ultimately I out bitched her. Tell her once I'm done breast feeding I'd like to fight again. Maybe boxing next time" and with that the blonde was off hugging Karyn, and I went to check on Peggy.
Peggy was battered and bruised, but a huge glass of Vodka was making her feel better. "I got cocky", she said. "I had the bitch early, but I should have closed the fight down, I fucked up!". When I told her what Jillian had said to me, Peggy smiled and said, "Lets go home and talk about that". I knew what talk meant, and knew that my girl was fine!
