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.