FreeCatFights

Some newbies are brave ... or a little crazy. 

A short blonde with thick thighs challenged for her poll first fight. 
I offered her a first lesson and she accepted. 

She chose a catfight in MY BAR. 
And now
ThickMammaPump,
25 yo, 5'3 "& 165
competes against me,
Anne_cougar,
54 yo, 5'9" & 145.

The place of the fight is Anne's Bar, whose floor is made of wooden planks. 
The "arena" is 20 x 20 feet, delimited by the tables and chairs around it.
The catfight takes place according to the rules of a dirty catfight.
We fight in summer dresses & high heels.
No boxing, no eye gouging,
things like slapping, hair-pulling and the like are allowed, of course.
It is allowed to attack the breasts and the pussy. 

And the winner will have her way with the loser. 
No limits were agreed upon. 

Contrary to my belief, this time the members can decide who wins.

The young blonde will destroy the older, slower, weaker lady. She will have much more endurance and after about 4 minutes or so the old woman is winded and can not defend herself. Easy victory for the blonde.

I think the old hen beats the young girl in this poll. By using her experience in fighting at her bar. Using the chairs and tables to her advantage.  From one old hen to another old hen  :P :P

Hope they both put on a great poll for all the freecatfight members and entertain them 

Leeann54 

Thanks for your posts, and especially to Leeann. 
And not just because she voted for me.

Ann will use her knowledge and skill to take down the younger woman. Will be a nasty fight and I expect the bar will need to be fixed up after this one. I will sit as close but safe distance from these two.

Although Anne Cougar is an experienced fighter, I feel that she's outgunned in this one. ThickMammaPump for a very convincing win in her inaugural poll.

I'm still in the office when I hear heels on the wooden floor below in the bar. 
Turn off the PC and go down the stairs. 
The knee-length white dress plays around my knees and the red high heels rattle on the steps. 

Then I see her sitting on one of the chairs. 
She wears a very nice light summer dress with tasteful white heels. 
I approach my opponent to greet her and give her my kindest smile. 

"Hello, my dear!
Nice that you found the time and the courage to fight with me! I love to win!" 
Open my arms to give you a warm welcome. 

I have the opportunity to take a closer look at her and I realize that I am up against a young woman who is certainly stronger than me, faster than me maybe. 
My advantage will be my experience. 
And I am determined to play this trump card.

I think Anne should stay in the senior division  :-)

So should you, Carolann.

Kick her ass, ThickMammaPump!

After a long hard road trip I see a sign  for a bar called Ann's  so I decide to park and go in to have a cold one. I find a stool at the bar and sit down I order a draft beer with a Jamison  chaser. As I turn to look around I find it's  empty exept two ladys  down from me chatting . Both are very nice looking    not that I am listening  to hard but I kinda hear something  about a fight so I start to listen  more intently and from what I am gathering  these two apparently  have something  to settle. Well hell I think  to myself  this could turn out to be a fine evening  after all

Anne is the wildkat.. she gets me vote

Your hug is powerful, you make me feel how strong you are and I am a little impressed. 
Know that I shouldn't underestimate you. 

"The fight will take place here, just like all other fights before.
And if something breaks I'll replace it like after all the fights before.
The only thing that matters here and now is to find out who is the better of the two of us.
And  when you're ready I'll show you who is the better of the two of us. " 

I say and give you a honey-sweet grin.

Your blow hits me hard in the face, you push me to the ground and sit on top of me. 
"Oooh, you lousy bitch!" 
I hiss in a voice distorted by pain. 
Put the heels of my shoes on the floor and, unexpectedly for you, push my pelvis hard upwards. 
You lose your balance and fall over in front. 
While you land on your stomach on the wooden planks, I turn around and come after you. 
Sit on your back, grab your hair and yank your head back. 
Then I'll give you some hard slaps in the face from behind.

You manage to free yourself and we continue the fight on our feet.  Grabbing the opponent's hair, tugging at it and hitting each other like mad.  Then you play your advantage in strength, throw me around my hair, let go of me and I ram a table! 
I almost fall over it and my leg hurts like hell. 
"You stupid cow! There will be bruises!"  I call. 
Limping slightly, I rush towards you again, pull my hands up, grab your dress and now i try to toss you around on my part. 
The fabric will not withstand your resistance and your weight and tears.

We buried our fingers in the fabric of the opponent's dress. 
We pull and tear at the clothes. 
Try to throw the other off balance and give us an advantage. 
"Saggy tits ?! I'll scratch your milk cartons!" 
I hiss angrily.
Then the fabric can no longer withstand our strength, it tears completely and we both stumble back.  I get rid of the scraps of fabric that are still hanging on me and look at you angrily. 
"Come here you bitch!
Let's get serious now!"

You ram your heavier body hard into mine and bring me back to the wooden floor. 
You come on top of me, slapping me hard a few times, which makes me scream out loud. 
Before I can fight you off, you grab my hair and pull my head between your thighs. 
My nose is right in front of your smelly cxnt and I have to smell that foul smell. 
"Filthy whore!" 
I scream angrily, turn my head a little to the side and bite your muscular thigh.

My bite forces you to release me and when we are back on our feet you attack again. 

You keep the pace of the fight high.

Your renewed attack finally brings me to one of the tables and you lousy bitch dare to spank my butt. 
I lift my foot and start stomping on the floor until I finally catch something soft. 
Your screaming tells me that I got your foot. 
With a loud cry of pain you let go of me and I turn around to you. 
Rush towards you, grip your hair with my left hand and pull your head to the side. 
With the fingernails of my right hand i mark your tit with 5 red painful stripes. 
"Think about what you are doing beforehand," I hiss, before i start slapping your face again.

Sitting at  Anne Bar watching the fight still cheering for  Anne too win the bar catfight. I know the old hagg can win this poll. Drinking my American beer  Miller high light.

Lol i just have one complaint.  How come when I fought at your bar ANNE. I had to payed for the breakage i caused
:D :D ;D

I want to see Anne beat the youngster to a pulp, pound her tits & pussy until she begs for Anne to stop. The perfect ending for me would be to watch Anne slide a long black strap on over her hips, force ThickMamma down on all fours and pound her pussy. Thick Mama's tits will be flopping all over the place... Speed

(Congratulations on the win, Michelle!
Let's write an amazing ending!)


Our hands slap on the opponent's bare skin, you bump me against another table and I fall on it. 
We're both signed by hitting and scratching. 
I'm already breathing heavily from the struggle that demands everything from me, grab your hair with the other hand and pull your head between my tits.  Let's see if they are big enough to take you the air to breathe.

I press your face between my breasts and try to take the air you breathe. 
But you are a bundle of energy, grab my hair and pull hard on it. 
The fight is fierce, we roll off the table and fall to the floor. 
You're the first who can take the initiative again and sit on me. 
I kick my legs trying to break free 
You slide higher, sit on my chest, my resistance is getting stronger, but you slide further up, your pussy sinks on my face and I have to smell your femininity.

Anne thank you for another entertaining poll.  You was great congrats

You need to stick with the senior division Anne    ;D

You sit tight on me, press your smelly pussy in my face. 
Your weight and your strength make it impossible for me to free myself. 
And your femininity takes the air i breathe. 
Wriggle wildly under you, kick my legs and buck as best I can. 
But it is hopeless. 

Finally I surrender to my fate. 
"Okay! You won!" 
it sounds out between your thighs and the tip of my tongue pushes between your labia.

Quote from: Leeann54 on August 20, 2021, 12:55:00 AM

Anne thank you for another entertaining poll.  You was great congrats

Thanks, Leeann.   :-*

Quote from: Carolann on August 20, 2021, 02:22:43 AM
You need to stick with the senior division Anne    ;D

Do we still have a bill to settle?
:-*

Quote from: ThickMammaPump on August 20, 2021, 02:35:45 AM
Definitely had fun with this you were a great opponent but you should listen to your friends us young gals are to tough for y'all.

Have to agree with you  :P ::)

Quote from: Anne_Cougar on August 20, 2021, 10:57:58 AM

Quote from: Carolann on August 20, 2021, 02:22:43 AM
You need to stick with the senior division Anne    ;D

Do we still have a bill to settle?
:-*

It was settled quite convincingly the last time we wrestled my dear Anne   ;D

I hope the old  barfly Anne has learnt her lesson and gained some humility, and does not take out her frustrations on her classier peers.

Do I hear a little tad of bitterness there Linda.Lol

Quote from: linftr on August 21, 2021, 12:14:36 AM
I hope the old  barfly Anne has learnt her lesson and gained some humility, and does not take out her frustrations on her classier peers.

Why do I feel like you're scared?  8)

Quote from: Wicked on August 21, 2021, 03:53:31 AM
Do I hear a little tad of bitterness there Linda.Lol

Any suggestion what I do with her?
;D

Quote from: Anne_Cougar on August 09, 2021, 01:16:01 PM
Some newbies are brave ... or a little crazy. 

A short blonde with thick thighs challenged for her poll first fight. 
I offered her a first lesson and she accepted. 

She chose a catfight in MY BAR. 
And now
ThickMammaPump,
25 yo, 5'3 "& 165
competes against me,
Anne_cougar,
54 yo, 5'9" & 145.

The place of the fight is Anne's Bar, whose floor is made of wooden planks. 
The "arena" is 20 x 20 feet, delimited by the tables and chairs around it.
The catfight takes place according to the rules of a dirty catfight.
We fight in summer dresses & high heels.
No boxing, no eye gouging,
things like slapping, hair-pulling and the like are allowed, of course.
It is allowed to attack the breasts and the pussy. 

And the winner will have her way with the loser. 
No limits were agreed upon. 

Contrary to my belief, this time the members can decide who wins.

thick mamma has this in the bag