Hardcore Mothers III by Mr Cage

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WARNING: This is a fantasy of extreme nature about violent, brave, lusty people who are willing to personally suffer the consequences or reap the rewards of their actions with out regards to the norms of modern society or the qualms of conscious. Don?t read it if you are not interested in such topics or at all squeamish. Also, make sure you are mature enough to know the difference between illusion and reality. This is not a how to book

HARDCORE MOTHERS III by Mr. Cage (continuation from Jan/Feb 2006) (comments to [email protected])

It was another wet hot day at the end of the dirt road, only hotter and wetter than normal even in the pre-conditioned-air of the back country south of hard summer. The six days of rain had stopped and the morning sun was steaming water out the muck that our trashy little trailer park had become during the last six days. The fights would begin shortly after the women got home from their factory shift. I had been disappointed; if I wanted to fight I had to give Joe a week off and that left me and Bobby. I had nothing against the fat ass fucker, but there was money in it and I was in the mood to kick ass. Besides, it would be good practice for the revenge match with that dirty ass fucker Joe. Mom would be fighting Tina; I would fight Bobby, Tina?s son; and in a kids? mixed fight black Darrel would fight the slightly bigger and older blonde Beth, Tina?s daughter.

Mr. Clark was still paying twenty bucks to the winner of any fight he watched and five bucks to the loser if they put up a good fight. Moreover, public sexual humiliation and night long sexual domination were still the terms of battle. Our little trailer park had never been a friendly, happy place, but now with the weekly fights the long remembered public beatings, public and private raping, combined with the close proximity of enemies past and to be had turned the place into a hotbox of hatred. As soon as it was agreed I?d fight Bobby I started hearing about shit he had done or talked about. I assume the same helpful voices were filling his head. Although I knew from experience there wasn?t much in his head so unlike me he probably believed everything he heard.

The temperature had steamed its way to 102 degrees according to the temperature gauges the side of our trailer, backing off to a balmy 95 by the time the women were walking up the road from the bus drop-off. A lot of water had evaporated during the hot clear day. The ground was still soft, muddy in places with standing dirty water in lower areas. Any fighting was going to get dirty, figuratively and literally. Other than the weather and the amount of glares, rumor mongering, and the slowly healing wounds of the previous two Friday fights nothing much had changed. It was a miserable fucking place about to become slightly less boring and very much more painful.

Our community consisted of five trailers parked haphazardly in what was once an open field hidden away in an uncut stand of pine trees about a hundred yards down a dirt road behind Mr. Clark?s fancy house. The rest of the ?improvements? included a tiny concrete block house that served as a community shower, an open laundry room, and out door toilets at the other end of the open field next to a trash dumpster. It was true old south trailer trash haven. How we all got there wasn?t really important. The women were all single moms and they worked in a minimum wage shirt factory within walking distance. Feelings were hard and until now there had been nothing in the way of excitement or relief. We?d beat each bloody for free and Mr. Clark was giving away twenty bucks.

In keeping with the new tradition set by my sister in her previous week?s fight as well as the result of most of the other fights, my Mom and Betty would be fighting in their panties, pale fat white tits bouncing free. The women had not liked each other before Mom?s fight with the park?s so-called champion, Dora. During that fight Betty and Tina had cheered for Dora. This time Betty and Dora and their kids would be cheering for Tina against my mom, which was kind of stupid. If Mom lost, then Betty and Tina, the closest things to women friends either had, would fight in two weeks for the right to fight Dora for the championship, and a month of free rent.

My Mom, Inez, stood 5?7?? and weighed a thick 160 pounds. She was top heavy, like my sister, at 42DD-30-40. Her tits had stretch marks as well as the healing bruises, bites and claw marks from bitch Dora. Her green eyes were deadly serious. Her shoulder-length black hair was loose according to the rules. She had lost some to Dora, but had failed to cut it like my sister had done recently after getting so much pulled out in her last fight. Mom?s bare arms and lower legs were tanned while her tits, belly, ass and thighs were pale white. Her full panties were already stuck to her big ass and her thick hairy black bush showed clearly as did the swell of her cunt lips. Mom had great big pointed nipples, huge and thick, dark brown and seated in thick rubbery aureoles. Both tits had bite marks still healing as well as huge yellowing bruises. Her big belly had the same bruises where Dora?s feet, fists and knees had done some real work. Even so, Mom would have won the fight except for Dora?s cheating using the flower pot on Mom?s head. The stitches in her scalp were still there although the scabs were scratched off and the leakage had stopped a week ago. She swore she was good to go and confident.

Tina was taller and heavier at 5?8?? and 170ish pounds. She had a fat 40D 30 44 body reflecting the three kids she had borne. Blonde to her mid shoulders and pale white, hardly even tanned on the arms and legs, she actually looked paler than Mom. Still she was the second biggest woman and looked sturdy and strong. Her pale blue panties had become transparent too showing a full blonde bush. She didn?t shave her arms or legs, but the blonde hair on her legs didn?t show as obviously as that under her arms. She was a rough looking bitch, and more than once she and Betty had been whispered about as being dykes, although both fucked men down behind the local bar. As soon as her t-shirt came off her huge pink nipples swelled up on aureole that looked like pyramid bases, thick pink rubber jutting out from the pale white tit flesh capped by long thumb like pink nipples. I had enjoyed sucking her daughters? nipples and fucking her again and again after my sister Cindy had whipped her. If my Mom let me I might pass on Tina.

Marci and her four kids rooted for Mom. Dora and her son Joe, Betty and her two kids and Tina?s three kids rooted for Tina. My sister and I shouted for Mom. Even before the fight got started the nasty comments started: ?Tear off those cow tits. Bite into her nipples! Make those udders squirt. Cunt her! Fist her ass bloody!? If some one had said, ?Can?t we all just get along?? chances are we would have beaten them to death for violating community standards.

Mr. Clark started festivities. Mom and Tina cursed each other and promised all sorts of mayhem as they circled slowly. After a minute of feinting and kicking muck around they were coated in mud to the ankles and splattered up to their fat thighs. Finally Tina got tired of Mom calling her an ugly dyke and reminding her about how far up her daughter?s cunt she had stuck her fist. The big blonde screamed and rushed Mom, left hand going for the hair and right hand swinging hard and wild. Mom drove her right fist straight out into the charge. Mom?s fist smashed Tina in her screaming mouth, knocking her head straight back and throwing off her roundhouse. The big right fist hit Mom on the ear just as the left passed over Mom?s shoulder to grab the back of her black hair. Mom?s left fist sank into Tina?s panty covered fat belly.

Tina groaned, bent over and wrenched Mom by the hair half way around. Damn the woman had strong arms even after being gutted. Mom retaliated by grabbing the blonde hair in her right arm for balance and driving a knee up into the hanging 40D milk bags. Tina moaned again, but she had a tolerance for punishment and actually slammed into Mom?s right side, left hand up Mom?s back in the hair, right hand first on Mom?s belly and then pushing under her panties. Tina?s churning feet kicked mud on those of us watching and drove the fat battlers stumbling across the uneven common area splashing through mud, water and back onto soft ground before going down with a large splash in the deepest standing water in the trailer park.

Nobody was underwater, but Mom was on her left side the water up to her sagging left nipple and fat belly. Tina was half on top, her right tit covering Mom?s wet belly and her left tit slapping on the middle of Mom?s wet back. The blonde bitch?s cunt and legs were in the water. Mom?s head was pulled back by her hair, but the cause of her screaming was Tina?s right hand. The bitch had grabbed a fistful of black bush while they went down. As the angle on her wrist changed her wrist had pulled and stretched Mom?s cheap wet panties down and under her heavy lower belly. We got a full view of Mom?s hairy lower belly, not for the first time. The only white in that black forest was Tina?s fist.

Tina ripped out a handful of bush and then punched Mom in the pussy just as her panties inched up to cover her pussy again. The blonde splashed in the water ripping at the panties again as Mom?s hand in the blonde hair jerked and pulled. Mom actually rolled over on her tits pulling Tina?s face over her ass into the water. The blonde kicked and pushed her right hand down in the water to try to get her face out of the water. Mom?s face was paradoxically out of the water with the help of Tina?s left hand pulling her head back fiercely by the hair. Tina?s feet kicked off slipping in the mud under the water, but enough to lift her big ass up and over. She came down with a big splash her hair twisted in a knot, but her muddy water wet face looking up. Water blew out of her nostrils like a whale coming up from the depths. Her fat wet tits glistened and wobbled. And, Mom?s knotted hair was finally free.

Mom rose up on one hand and knee jerking on the blonde?s still trapped hair pulling her backwards through the water. Tina cursed and clawed at Mom?s right hand as Mom got up on her knees facing Tina?s stretched out body. The blonde tried to turn over twisting her hair again. Mom?s hammer-like left fist came down on the side of the bitch?s nose. Tina cried out and finished twisting over rising out of the water on hands and knees. The muddy water was suddenly stained red as blood erupted from the nostrils of the blonde?s swelling nose. It might not be broken, but something was wrong. Mom?s left came down again in between Tina?s shoulder blades sounding like a base drum. Tina groaned but the strong bitch rammed head first into Mom?s belly putting her back on her heels with her tits flopping on Tina?s hair. The crowd was screaming mad now splattering mud on each other as some of the girls and kids jumped up and down screaming madly for their choice to hurt the other.

Mom pounded Tina?s back and sides with her right fist while using her left to wrap the blonde?s wet hair around and around her fist. But it was Mom who screamed in agony. Tina?s teeth were in her belly and the bitch?s blunt fingers ripped away the remainder of Mom?s already ruined panties, spreading her ass cheeks going for Mom?s hairy anus, but not reaching it yet due to the angle and the size of both women.

Mom endured the biting and ass clawing, pounding Tina?s back and ribs with her right fist beginning to leave deep red marks on the pale flesh. Mom screeched, ?Bitch,? so loudly that I knew Tina had bitten into her fat deep enough to add to the blood in the water. Mom?s right hand delivered a television style judo chop to the back of Tina?s neck, five times until the blonde finally reacted by twisting and trying to rise up.

Mom?s left fist pushed down using the rope of twisted hair. Tina?s hands clawed up Mom?s wet back to her shoulders and pulled up. The fat bitch?s wet blue covered ass pressed forward and up. Slowly she rose up pushing Mom?s tits upwards and then squeezing them from the bottoms. Mom?s back bent backwards. She had to let go of the hair hold and both of them were tit to tit on their knees in the water.

Mom slammed a fist into the side of Tina?s face. The bitch?s nose was still covering her lower face with blood and it had swollen to twice its normal size. Blood smeared on Mom too. Mom?s left fist hit the bitch under the arm pit smashing in the side of her right tit which was smashed and ballooning out against Mom?s left tit which took some of the impact through the flesh. Tina moaned again. Mom?s right smashed the blonde?s ear. I thought the big blonde might be out of it. Instead, her head suddenly came back, an arch of water from her hair and drops of blood from her nose splattered around. Then the head came forward.

Mom lowered her head too slowly to protect herself with the crown of her head. Tina?s forehead smashed into Mom?s forehead. The resulting crunch silenced all the screaming fight maniacs. Both women moaned and leaned against each other. I bounced around the outside of the circle using my height to check out both faces. Mom?s forehead was split open and bleeding freely. Luckily so was Tina?s. The gashes were identical and all eyes were getting bothered by free flowing blood. The crowd started yelling again for them to take advantage of the other?s condition, but no one answered the call. The held onto to another, groaning and sucking air. Their wet backs glistened as hands slide over skin trying to remember what to do. Their fat tits bulged against each other with each breath.

Mom?s left hand slowly climbed Tina?s wet back finding the knotted mess of the big bitch?s long blonde hair. Mom pulled back slowly, but hard. Tina moaned as her head came off Mom?s bloody shoulder. Tina?s hands started for Mom?s hair. Mom?s bloody eyes blinked enough to see and just as Tina?s hands scrabbled to get a hold on Mom?s matted black hair, Mom tilted her head and closed her teeth on Tina?s broken nose.

The blonde woke up from the double head butt immediately, screaming in agony. The blonde?s hands went to Mom?s face. Luckily neither had much in the way of fingernails being factory bitches. Still ripping at the corner of Mom?s mouth was effective, but even more effective was fingers gouging into Mom?s closed eyelids. Mom had to release the bite and twist away rubbing her eyes. Mom knee walked away while Tina howled and held her nose which was barely recognizable. It was still on but you could actually see it was now crooked, bent in the middle where a huge knot had appeared on the bridge.

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Tina squealed and cried yelling that Mom had cheated. Our fights had no rules and no body but her kids screamed anything in support. Mom got up with one eye open and the other still closed. Blood from her forehead blurred her vision. Her bitten belly bled freely the water adding to the blood?s liquidity. Tina sit with her knees splayed open, her cunt and ass in the water and continued moaning about her nose.

Mom snorted, ?Shut the fuck up you dirty cunt!?

Mom took three steps, blinking blood from her eyes, raised her wet muddy right foot high and stomped on Tina?s fat rolling tits driving the blonde back on her heels. She moved one hand from her nose to her tit and cried out, ?Stop it!?

Mom delivered a high school field goal kick to the fat cunt lips outlined in the soaked blue panty. The splattering thud shook both women. Tina groaned and tried to roll over her hand moving from her tit to her cunt. Mom staggered almost falling over, took aim and dropped her left knee straight down into Tina?s blue panty. The wet thud was followed by a low groan from everyone in the crowd. Tina flopped in the water screaming and begging for the punishment to stop. Mom flopped down on top the bitch and sank her teeth into the pyramid nipples biting for blood as Tina screamed she quit.

No one interfered. Mr. Clark was the final judge. He waited until both nipples were bleeding before moving forward directing me and my sister to help him pull Mom off. It was hard work, but we got her on her back in the water. Tina was sobbing on her side nose, forehead and tits bleeding into the muddy water, but her hands were now holding her mound. God damn the bitch could moan. Mom had busted her cunt. The rest of the night would not be fun for poor fat Tina.

Her daughter had spent last Friday night with us and she shook her head as Mom and Eva grabbed her mom by the armpits and dragged her out of the water to throw her on her back in the muddy part of the field. Then Eva stripped off Tina?s blue panties. Mom squatted down on the bitch?s unrecognizable gory face and threatened to use the broken nose as a humping pillow unless Tina ate her out from asshole to belly button in the mud. Tina believe Mom?s threat and started tonguing Mom immediately, stopping only as Eva stuck three fingers in the blonde?s fat ass and four in her busted cunt. The pain was bad, but Tina must have been terrified of Mom?s mound grinding on her broken nose. The bitch took it and gave Mom a tongue wash that ended in a loud climax to the cheers of everyone but Tina?s children. Erica had been beaten by my sister Cindy. Bobby was to fight me next. And, little Beth was to fight little Darrel in a mixed black white battle. The two kids didn?t look scared or embarrassed, they looked vengeful.

Bobby was blonde like the rest of their family, either Tina fucked blondes or at one time she had been loyal to her husband, who was serving fifteen to twenty five on a murder charge as a result of a gun fight at a local bar. As his humiliated mother was dragged through the mud to our trailer to service Mom and Eva?s perversions for the evening he stripped down to his white briefs to fight me. Revenge might be justified, but I wasn?t going to give it to the fat bastard. I was two inches taller in my muddy feet and maybe thirty pounds lighter, but I had fought a lot before and I had only heard of Bobby fighting once in school. He won, but one time does not make you a fighter.

At Mr. Clarks signal we started circling fists up. I really didn?t have any supporters in the crowd. Nobody hated Bobby and a few hated me. I decided to see how fast he was and darted forward with a left jab. He dodged, but to slow and I clipped his cheek. He barely noticed it and turned to slam a heavy right into my ribs as I turned into him. It hurt and rocked my insides but my backhand right across his mouth sent him staggering.

I had learned from Joe in the woods not to just fist fight. His lesson had ended with his skinny cock in my ass and my balls aching from repeated kicks and squeezing. Bobby staggered two steps, got his balance and my muddy foot hit his white briefs perfectly smashing cock and balls up into his groin. Someone called me an asshole from the crowd and I didn?t bother to debate. As Bobby bent over moaning I slammed a right uppercut into his face sending him on his ass in the mud. I decided to finish it with a face stomp.

Something hit me from the side and I ended up in the mud with a screaming clawing bitch on top. His big sister Erica had blindsided me! I waited for someone to do something, but all I heard were cheers. I rolled in the mud. She was a big girl, but still a girl. I got her off me and started to get up. She grabbed the front of my briefs with a muddy hand obviously going for my balls. Unlike many of the men who had fucked the older women in the park, I didn?t normally punch women. But this bitch was going for my balls. I reacted and drove my right fist into her left eye. It was a solid punch and it got an appreciative ?ah? from the crowd of boys and girls. Erica slammed back in the mud, her already black eye swelling again.

I yelled for someone to watch the bitch. Tanisha, Marci?s oldest daughter and rival of both Erica and Cindy, nodded to me and smiled. For a second I thought I might just get me some black pussy that evening, then remembered I was still in a fight. About that time Bobby hit me like a freight train, tackling me hard from behind. I went face down in the mud and the air flew out of me. Bobby was on top. He clubbed the back of my head and his other hand was reaching for my balls. My elbow hit his chin and knocked him off backwards. I still had yet to breathe, so all I did was roll through the mud away from him.

I got up and sucked in some air, my back and ribs killing me. Bobby was up and charging again like he was a fucking bull. I didn?t trust my footing to dodge so I dropped down and let him tackle himself. He yelled on impact. His thighs knocked me around again, but he went down face first over my shoulder in the mud. I ended up under his thighs. He started to struggle, but I slid out behind him and grabbed for his balls from behind. He was already crawling forward so all I did was rip off his briefs for the delight of the girls in the crowd. Goddamn, he had a huge cock and hanging balls under his fat belly.

He got up cursing and turned around, probably red faced under the mud. I smacked him in the mouth and then the eyes. He hit back and for a few seconds we were in a stand-up fist fight. He hit like a ton, but he was slower and I got in ten punches to his six. The last one started his eyebrow bleeding and he lunged forward to grab and knee me. I blocked the knee and we ended up wrestling on our feet in the mud. Both of us were slick with muck and it was hard to gain a hold. His weight forced me back.

He tried to throw me and I slipped away and smashed his mouth twice. He grabbed and missed and I clobbered his bloody eyebrow again, this time ripping it open and sending him staggering to the side. My fist hurt like hell, so his head must have been ringing. As before, he planted his feet wide. Inexperience in a fight like this was a killer. My dirty foot smashed his now naked package driving his balls up into his grown. He groaned and grabbed for my foot. I jerked it away and lost my balance going down on my ass. At least my foot was free and Bobby was on his knees, his cock head drooping toward the mud. Win or lose I was betting he get some pussy now that the girls had seen his huge cock.

I stood up. Bobby was in a three point stance, standing not getting ready to charge. I rushed forward and kicked at his face. He turned his face to the side and brought up his free hand to block. My foot hit his forearm and slammed it into his temple. He rocked backwards on his knee and I staggered beside him. Bobby grabbed for my leg and I smashed him in the eye from behind and to the side. He threw and elbow at my balls but I was already behind him. I knee him in the spine, moved around to the opposite side and then kneed him in the jaw. He rocked back on his heels almost out, his head hanging back. I drove my right fist straight down into his face. He bent backwards, his hands unclenched in the mud. I think he was knocked out.

I looked at Mr. Clark for a sign the fight was over. Bobby raised his hand slowly. I shrugged and stepped to the front and delivered a front stomp to his face, leaving a muddy foot print in the center of his face which quickly ran with blood. He fell backwards completely doubling his legs under. His cock strangely hardened and stood straight up moving back and forth with his breaths. I didn?t hate this kid. If it had been Joe I would have destroyed him right then and there. I let him lay like that for a minute or so until Mr. Clark decided to wave it was over.

Everyone waited for me to humiliate Bobby, but to tell you the truth I just wasn?t into it. I helped him up and sent him off to the showers with instructions to clean up and go to our trailer. I figured Mom and Sis could make use of that giant cock. Joe called me a pussy and promised to fuck my ass till it bled the next time we fought. I was too tired to engage in a battle of wits, even against an unarmed protagonist. Humiliating Bobby was not on and I didn?t think I had a use for him later that night either. I?d watch and maybe fuck Tina, who could tell what I?d feel like then. I ignored Joe and his mother who had joined in taunting me. I stayed to watch the next fight.

The next fight might be the only mixed match-up the trailer park could provide. The third member of Tina?s blonde bunch was fighting. Beth stood 5?2?? and weighed maybe 120 chubby pounds with even a set of junior tits with the promise of big ones like her mother and sister. She was wearing a red bikini, not a panty. Her long curly blonde hair hung to her waist and would be a good handle. She was fighting Darrel, the third child of Marci, her youngest having fought the previous fight night. Darrel was short and skinny and younger than the blonde. He stood 4?10?? and weighed 100 or so pounds. He looked slightly uncertain, but his mother and siblings were urging him to all sorts of inappropriate behavior toward Beth. Like I said, there were not a lot of good influences around us in our formative years.

Mr. Clark started the fight and the two rushed into each other like windmills. Fists flailing hitting each other, bouncing off the tops of heads and shoulders, but some were hitting the face. Darrel hit Beth really hard with a good punch to the eye and she started crying and turned away. He paused. His mother yelled, ?Make that honky cunt bleed or I?ll blister your black ass, boy.?

He grabbed the back of the blonde hair and jerked. Beth turned around and slammed an un-aimed elbow into his cheek. They both stumbled. Darrell fell in the mud. Beth staggered into a water puddle and caught her balance. She turned and ran for him. He rolled out from under to foot stomps and then caught the third on his thigh, grabbing her ankle. She squealed and pulled on her leg. He twisted in the muck and kicked her other foot and she went down hard on her ass, her ankle still in his hands.

Darrel didn?t seem to know what to do. His mother was yelling for him for him to ?kick her in the cunt.? He hesitated. Beth got her other foot out from under her ass and brought the heel of her other foot down on his package. The blonde was a willing instructress. Darrel moaned and closed his legs, letting loose of her ankle.

Beth rolled to her knees and jumped on him slamming him on his back, straddling his hips. She raked his face with her claws while biting his shoulder savagely. Beth had no doubt she was in a fight and intended to win! He grabbed her now muddy hair and jerked here head back. She growled and tried to bite him again. Her fingers were trying to get to his eyes. He jerked her head to the side and then punched her in the jaw with his other hand. Beth rolled off to the side, scissoring him as he rolled into her.

Someone had taught Beth how to put on a body scissor, because she did with crossed ankles and periodic pulsing and moving of her thighs to bite into his waist. Darrell grunted and climbed to his hands and knees with her underneath still crushing his waist. They were both muddy now and crotch to crotch. While he held himself up, Beth?s fists hit his face and ribs from every ankle. The boy needed to start fighting or get his ass kicked, and after two beatings of her family, Beth was not likely to be merciful.

Hit on the mouth for about the tenth time, his lip split. Darrel finally hit back driving the palm of his hand down on Beth?s face pushing her head down in the mud. She grabbed for his cock between their bellies and missed. That seemed to wake him up. Next time his fist came down on her face. She moaned and hit him in the neck with a wild punch.

Darrel started gagging and fell to his side. She pushed over, giving up the scissor and climbing on top sitting down on his bulging package with her cunt. Her fists started punching him wildly from all directions, hitting his head, arms, ribs and chest. He eventually grabbed her arms and held on stopping the beating. She jerked and bounced on top. Suddenly he pushed her backwards and got his feet under her arm pits. There was a momentary struggle and then Beth screamed in fright as she flew backwards to land in the mud her feet under her ass her puss pointing up and out.

Darrel rose up between her legs. His mother and sister screamed for him to do the logical thing. His mother promised to whip him raw and finally he drove an elbow down onto Beth?s panty covered mound. She moaned and started begging. He hesitated again until his mother yelled for him to hit her again. It was long enough for Beth to wiggle one foot out from under her ass. As he brought the elbow up, her muddy right foot hit him in the face knocking him backwards.

I started yelling advice to the kid. He was getting his ass kicked by a girl that he didn?t want to be fighting. I warned she would turn his balls into jelly if he didn?t get his head into the fight. His big sister nodded to me. I was definitely getting some of that black pussy soon. I wouldn?t have to wait for Cindy to whip her.

Beth climbed back on top and went for his face with her fists. He took two punches adding bloody nose to bloody mouth. I yelled for him to get her fat nipples. He probably had been wanted to get them all along; I know I had felt up my sister at that age more than once. He reached out as her arms were flying, grabbed both pink nipples between his thumb and his bent forefinger, creating a little finger vice. He tightened and twisted.

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The blonde girl stopped swinging and started clawing at his hands screaming to for him to let go of her nipples. For the first time I saw a little bit of fight in Darrel?s eyes. He wrenched the nipples to the side and rolled her off his briefs. Then he kneed her and pushed out from between her thighs before she could scissor him. Her feet flew hitting the front of his briefs but missing his balls. He let go of her now bright red nipples and rolled away getting to his feet quickly.

Beth held her nipples and got up calling him everything from nigger to queer. He finally had enough of her shit and moved in swinging for real. Beth fought back. She was taller, slightly older and heavier. That didn?t stop his knuckles from splitting her lips and then making both eyes water. She was likely to have black eyes very soon. Her own punches added to his problems and started a knot in the center of his forehead. Their wild punching eventually ended in a mutual clench.

Beth snaked her teeth into his shoulder and bit while hugging him close. Then to her surprise he did the same to her opposing shoulder. Screaming that he was cheating she kicked and kneed trying to get to his balls. He released the bite, hooked his left foot behind her right and gave her a push. The blonde splattered down in a mud puddle her feet in the air kicking to hold him off. Her right heel got him in the balls for the first time and sent him staggering away with a muddy footprint over his package.

Beth rolled over and got to her feet in a flash. It?s easier to do when you?re so close to the ground. She charged into him swinging. He swung back. Their faces took fists and forearms from every direction. Faces began to swell and blood poured rather freely from nostrils and mouths. The heavier blonde girl?s punches drove Darrel back step by step until they were on soft ground rather than the mud and mud puddles. She came forward swinging and he suddenly planted his left foot and sent his right foot for her red, mud ?stained bikini. Thud! The blonde took it in the pussy and grunted. Unlike a man it was not devastating unless perfectly executed.

Beth?s right fist slammed into his ear and he staggered away. She leapt on his back and wrapped her right arm around his neck from behind. He tried to head butt backwards but her left hand was on the back of his head pushing his head forward. It was a perfect choke. Someone had taught her well. She locked it on and fell backwards on the ground pulling him down on top. Her legs locked around his waist and she throttled him from above and below.

Darrel bucked and writhed trying to elbow or butt her, but she was locked in. All he did was work her deeper into the mud making her more stable. She choked and choked. His hands were on her right arm trying to open a path for air. They squirmed this way for at least five minutes. She couldn?t finish him off and he couldn?t get free. Then she hooked her left leg around his waist while freeing her right. Darrel didn?t notice the change and was bridging upward, his feet deep in the mud, his pelvis tilted up above the plain of the ground. Beth?s right heel came down like a hammer on his cock and balls.

Darrel grunted and fell immediately down against her. What?s worse he lost the grip on her right arm and she closed his windpipe brutally, pushing his head forward from below tucking his chin over her strangling arm. Mr. Clark moved forward looking concerned. I imagine having a kid die on his property in a fight he was promoting might call into question his standing as a church deacon. Marci and her kids were screaming for Darrel to fight back, but the black boy?s arms flopped in the mud and he stopped writhing. I started to yell for her to stop before it was too late, but Mr. Clark moved first.

Beth and Erica jumped on him, stripping him. Beth pulled her bikini bottom aside and put her ass down on his face. Erica grabbed his young cock and started jerking him off in the mud. She forced him to tongue fuck Beth in the ass and then the pussy. The girl must not have been unused to it because she handed out perfect instructions threatening to rip off his balls if he didn?t ?put it in there.? She grunted and road his face pushing the back of his head down deep in the mud. The grunting became loud moans punctuated by ?eat it nigger boy? and ?I won.? Then she obviously climaxed and sagged forward to watch her older sister at work.

Erica kept jerking him and promising his older sister the beating of her life the next week. The crowd loved it. Darrel stiffened, groaned and arched his back. His cock spit cum and Erica captured most of it in the palm of her hand. Then she walked to his head, instructing Beth to slip downward a bit. As Darrel stuck his tongue in the smallest blonde?s asshole, the larger blonde trailer whore rubbed his own cum into his face completing his public humiliation. Then the two wicked sisters drug him off to their trailer as compensation for their mother?s and brother?s earlier lost.

I spent most of the night watching my Mom and Sis switch off Bobby?s fat cock. In between his volcanic eruptions they abused his mother. I eventually joined in depositing my first load deep in her ass, my second in her cunt and my third, fourth and fifth in her mouth. She suffered far more than Bobby until early in the morning when my sister took a cucumber to Bobby?s ass as he ate my mother.

In the morning after a shower I saw Tanisha wondering around. She motioned me toward the woods. I wished I had saved more of myself for her, but she was an excellent cocksucker and not a bad lay. I hoped she would destroy Erica the next week, but was worried that then she would have to fight my sister. So far Cindy was the queen bitch of her high school fights as well as our more personal trailer park battle.

And that is the end for now.

[Ted Mark]

Hawt as a 2 dicked dog chained to a stump!

Thank you MrCage

I am away from my desk for a month but my laptop lapped this up in a Starbuck's full of after Church Sunday Christians.

Ted

[Jessikafights]

Heh, heh ... another one for Mom ... for some strange reason ... always enjoy it when the blondes like Tina get fucked well ... evil giggle! :-)

Meaow
Jessie

[MikeJV]

Great one cage, excellent fights!

MikeJV

[agraf74]

Tanisha is certainly the best woman around, if she made you do it again after your fifth coming that memorable night.
Excellent fights. Let 'em cum for mo' hard cummin' muthe's and sistas...

[cage]

actually check out parts iv and v...for your answer

[agraf74]

actually check out parts iv and v...for your answer

Where do I check out part iv? (Not to speak of part v...) Someone wiped it out already! C'mon! WE WANT SWEAT! WE WANT BLOOD! WE WANT TEARS! WE WANT (ETC...)!