MILF TO MIHF no. 3 - FUCK YOU AND YOUR KID BITCH by Mr. Cage ([email protected])

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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 conscience. 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.

MILF TO MIHF no. 3 - FUCK YOU AND YOUR KID BITCH by Mr. Cage ([email protected])

After a month I had sent the Kid six fights and received eight. With the last set he had sent me a score card in a text file:

?Aileen 2-0; beat Lee and Bethany
Indira 2-0; beat Lena and Bree
Lee 2-1; beat Carmen and Cindy, lost to Aileen
Keisha 1-0; beat Cindy
Carmen 1-1; beat Bethany, lost to Lee
Bree 0-1; lost to Indira
Lena 0-1; lost to Indira
Bethany 0-2; lost to Aileen and Carmen
Cindy 0-2; lost to Keisha and Lee
Scheduled fights in order as of now:
Lee challenged Indira
Keisha challenged Aileen
Cindy challenged Bree
Lena challenged Carmen?

I played back the fights in my mind. Aileen had beaten Lee and Bethany, hurting both women. The tall blonde had a mean streak in her, but I did not know how good she was until Lee had proven she could fight. The Korean had beaten Carmen and Cindy. Carmen was a rough little fighter. Cindy was another tall white blonde trophy wife who had so far taken two ass-whippings, a second one from the only black in the building ex-pro football cheerleader, Keisha. Carmen had sought revenge against Bethany, a tall red-head that had taken Aileen to the limit before caving into cunt attacks. Carmen ended Bethany?s fight with tit biting just as Lee had done to her. Bethany might win a fight eventually, but so far she had been close twice. Lena was a big bubble-breasted one-time Swedish live-in maid who had gotten pregnant by a rich politician and now lived in the Trophy Wife building keeping the senator?s underage coupling a secret in return for monthly checks from his campaign supporters. Indira had beaten her with brutal tit attacks, finishing the fight standing on a swollen left breast. Bree was a green-eyed Italian beauty with long black hair. She had lost to Indira after the longest fight, going down to a right to the nose after they both had gotten so angry they agreed to face punching. I wanted to see Aileen and the tough black cheerleader, but Lee?s determination to make a name for herself by beating one woman after another intrigued me.

So I cued up the first of the two new files:

MILF_TO_MIHFLeeVIndira.flv, and
MILF_TO_MIHFKieshaVAileen.flv


This scene began in the same small bedroom in a typical high-end New York high-rise as Lee?s fight with Carmen. Since the Korean was doing the challenging and this was the same room I assumed Lee lived there and this was Ken?s room. The blinds were closed, the walls, light blue (boy?s room), the carpet patterned black and white checks, and the furniture absent. Ken the oriental son stood in one corner with a camera taking a picture of an Indian-Anglo boy, named briefly in superimposed text as ?Raj? standing in the other corner taking a picture of Ken.

As was typical the scene cut in four showing the two women standing in front of their sons. They were quiet. The earlier fights had started with long arguments, but the moms knew why they were there. Now they stared at each other, glaring and sneering. The Kid?s signature front and back shots captured the women?s shapely bodies, the glint of angry sweat beginning on their skin, the gesturing and the growing excitement betrayed by nipples poking through bras.

The rolling superimposed text reported: ?Raj?s mother Indira is a 35 year-old Bollywood actress first trophy wife to an English businessman, now living in America. She, Aileen and Cindy are friends. She taunted Lee about her defeat by Aileen. Lee bragged about using a strap-on dildo to ass fuck Cindy after beating her and told Indira to ask Cindy about what was coming to Indira and Aileen. This time it was Ken that actually delivered the challenge to Indira by coming up to her in front of Raj and telling her that his mom would whip her ass anytime she dared to fight. Indira stands 5?8?? and weighs a top-heavy 143 pounds according to Raj. According to an internet fan-site she measures 38DD, 24, 34, which is very lean and athletic accept for the tits which are too perfect and firm not to be implants. Indira was a dancer and singer in those Indian movies that have a lot of singing, dancing and cat-fighting.?

I thought Lee might have bitten off a bit more than she could chew, literally and figuratively in this one. Indira had proven not only to be fit, but tough and cruel. She had smiled as she ground her foot into Lena?s immense tit like it was a cigar butt. Lee might be tough and determined, but Indira was tall, fit and brutal. I thought she might be the toughest, depending on the how Keisha did against Aileen. And, the Indian movie starlet had that incredibly beauty you expect in a starlet, more so than a star. Her skin was light brown, smooth and flawless. Her eyes were emeralds. Her nails trimmed short as they now trimmed their nails and painted green to match her eyes. Long black hair fell in waves all the way down to her waist. Her breasts were incredible, perfectly shaped and high on the chest. They had to be plastic, but the long black nipples pointed slightly outward, imperfectly. Could they be real? And finally she matched the Korean with a full black bush covering the lower triangle of her belly, covering thick, barely hanging lips and a fine clit bud in a dark brown sleeve. She wore pale orange, transparent bra and pantyhose. She might be the most beautiful bitch in that building, or at least she seemed that way right now. She had competition, sure, but they weren?t on my computer screen just at that time, out of sight out of the running.

Now the superimposed text rolled across Lee?s fine body. ?Ken?s Mom, Lee, is a discarded trophy wife and ex-Korean model, 5?6?? 135 36D (boob job), and 33 years old. She has long black hair. After the loss to Aileen many of the other women taunted her, gossiped about her and even laughed when she walked by. Now after beating two women she?s turned into kind of a bully. She crowds other moms in the elevator and sneers at them if they back away. The beating by Aileen has turned her into a fighter. She forced Indira to fight her or back down in front of Raj.?

Lee again wore red bra and pantyhose. The Korean?s fat lipped pussy, dark brown lips, visible clit hood and thankfully a rich thick black bush filled her tight red nylon pantyhose. Her red bra barely covered her aureole or restrained her heavy 36Ds which were self-admitted boob jobs. Her yellow-brown skin was a shade darker than the light brown Indian?s. She had painted her trimmed nails bright red to match her clothing and shocking lip rouge. Her black hair hung straight to the mid-back now. Shorter and lighter than the Indian, she showed no fear at all. In fact, her nose flared and her fingers tapped on her thighs with excitement. Whatever else the Kid had done, he had awakened the inner cat lust in the Korean beauty.

The superimposed text finished: ?They agreed to fight in bras and pantyhose as before. They agreed to trimmed nails and no face clawing or attacks to the eyes. They agreed to restrict biting to below the neck. Indira taunted Lee about how she would slap her face off. Lee bet her body and a big diamond ring won from Cindy against Indira?s body and a set of emerald studded ear rings and a ruby forehead jewel.?

The silence ended with a short opening discussion. ?Are you ready to fight you has been squalling dot-head whore?? ?You really are a nasty bitch aren?t you Lee?? ?I?m going to burst your tits, Wog! Aileen was right; you?re a gook whore at heart! Five-dolla suckie fuckie, soldier??

They stepped closer and closer with each curse and the last one sent Lee?s right hand snaking out in an amazing slap. The sound was like a shot. Indira?s head snapped around and her long black hair flew out like a cape. She staggered to the wall holding her face. Lee leapt for the tall Indian, grabbed her hair with both fists and jerked her in a staggering circle to slam her into the opposing wall. Indira slammed into the slat wall so hard that her shoulder dented it. She slumped for a second and then held at her hands defensively and ducked her head. Lee grabbed the black hair, jerked the head down and drove a knee up into the 38DDs splashing the big right tit out of the tissue thin orange bra. The big orb flopped down and the bra rolled up underneath it. Lee held onto the taller woman?s hair with her left and started swinging hard rights into Indira?s side and then under her going for the tits.

Indira suddenly drove forward, her head hitting Lee under the tits. The Indian?s strong legs pumped and drove the screaming Korean back across the rug hard into the opposing wall. Lee groaned and actually spit over the Indian?s long brown back. Indira tried to rise up and take advantage, but the Korean held her down with a left fistful of black hair and repeatedly hammered an elbow down between Indira?s shoulders. Indira groaned but kept slamming her head and shoulders into the Korean?s middle. Then a split screen edit shot caught the Indian?s right hand dropping as Lee?s right claws ripped open the orange bra freeing the other big brown tit.

The camera following Indira?s claws green claws swung around and dropped catching an up from the floor point of view. The Indian?s right hand went straight for Lee?s red covered hairy crotch. She expertly ripped the crotch out of the panty hose and had Lee?s fat hairy cunt lips in a savage pinch and pull. The two big lips were first pinched together and then yanked and twisted. Lee screamed and dropped hammered Indira?s back with both fists driving the Bollywood actress to her knees, but the Korean?s fat cunt lips were crushed and twisted even worse. And Indira?s left hand joined in driving a fist into the exposed mound crushing the meaty clit.

Lee screamed dropped down half hung over Indira?s head which was forced lower. Indira continued to maul the Korean?s cunt. Lee screamed and pounded the Indian?s back. Then in desperation she jammed her right hand under Indira?s orange panty hose and went for the Indian?s asshole. The cameras did not capture the penetration, but you could see the Korean?s knuckles working as her fingers did something between the Indian?s quivering ass cheeks. Lee?s claws must have penetrated because suddenly Indira?s screams rivaled Lee?s. This was the dirtiest-earliest fight so far by far.

Indira bucked and twisted to the side trying to use her long body to escape Lee?s reach. The camera caught the index finger coming out of the asshole. Lee?s hand twisted and ripped out the back of the pantyhose as her right hand came free. Indira?s move had unpinned the Korean from the wall. Lee escaped to the side and voluntarily threw herself on her right side. Indira reacted too slow and caught a bicycling double kick to her shoulder and then her tits, knocking her to the opposite side.

Lee scrambled to her hands and knees and leapt forward grabbing the Indian?s orange nylon covered ankles. I guessed she planned to open the legs and go for the Indian?s cunt in revenge. Instead she lost control of the right foot and took a brutal tit kick, a heel to the belly and finally a glancing blow to her chin, knocking her backwards on her ass. Indira scrambled away to the opposing wall to stand up. Lee stood up complaining about the kick to the face.

Indira screamed, ?Fuck you bitch! You clawed my ass! Fuck your rules!?

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Indira rushed forward swinging her fists. Lee took one on the right cheek and then the left on her ear. The Korean screamed and ducked under another punch to grab the Indian around the ribs in a bear hug. Her teeth went immediately to Indira?s fat almost black right nipple. The Indian screamed and grabbed the Korean?s black hair jerking her head back. One of the boys caught the perfect angle. The long black nipple was pinched between white teeth and pulled straight out deforming the big tit behind it lifting the brown bag off Indira?s chest. The Indian went crazy.

She ripped out two fistfuls of hair on the temples leaving holes in the Korean?s thick black hair. When the hair came out Lee?s head smashed into the extended tit with the Korean?s teeth still chewing the long black nipple, Indira grabbed the Korean?s face with both hands pushing the face out of her tit, pulling the nipple again, but this time she pushed both thumbs toward the Korean?s eyes. She didn?t make contact, but Lee broke-off screaming about Indira being a rule-breaker. Hell, Lee had a good point and Indira had another bloody point at the end of her swollen nipple.

?I didn?t touch your eyes, bitch! Do you want to quit??

?You punched me earlier and you were going for my eyes!?

?Pussy whore, so why don?t you just quit!?

?No I don?t quit; do you want no rules??

Indira breathed heavily and thought. ?No biting the face, no clawing the eyes. I promise and I didn?t claw your eyes, I only made it look like I was.?

?Thieving Indian liar, just like you?re whole fucking mongrel race. Okay, no biting the face or clawing the eyes, but if you break the rules this time I?ll do ten times worse to you. God, you are such an evil spoiled cunt and your boy is about half a step from being a fag. Everyone else says so.?

Indira screamed and lunged forward. Lee braced, but the Bollywood actress must have been performing. She stopped and delivered an excellent imitation of a sidekick into the center of Lee?s shredded pantyhose covered belly. The Korean groaned and staggered backwards into the wall. Indira charged headhunting with her fists; again her swings were more theatrical than trained which made sense since her roles had included staged catfights. Theatrical fists can hit as well as martial artist fist. She bounced a right off Lee?s left cheek and a left off her jaw.

The Korean?s head snapped back and forth sending her tangled wet hair flying and whipping. She met Indira?s forward charge with a knee, hard into the orange covered crotch stunning Indira with a crushed clit and squashed upper lips. She hit Lee body to body and slammed the Korean into the wall. As Indira recovered from the cunt shot, Lee ripped her head back with a fistful of black hair in her left. As the tall girl?s chin came up, the Korean slammed a right up under the chin. Indira?s teeth crashed together and she staggered backwards into a half turn as her hair was still anchored.

Lee?s right swung again and hit the Indian?s long pointed nose. Indira cried out and fell on her ass while rotating around still held by the long black hair. Blood dribbled out of the right nostril. Lee started kicking the fallen Indian in the kidneys and ass as she jerked the black hair with her left. Lee moved around to end the fight with a kick to the chin, but Indira?s long arms snagged her left ankle and jerked as the right drew back for a kick. Lee?s left foot jerked out from under her and she bounced ass first on the floor.

Indira held onto the ankle and twisted it trying to roll Lee over, but the Korean recovered and used her other foot to kick at Indira?s swinging tits, smashing the right one flat and knocking her back on her ass. Lee rolled to her knees and grabbed for the Indian?s ankles catching them and splitting the legs long enough to jerk Indira flat on her back. Lee knee walked quickly forward to try and drive a knee into the Indian?s cunt, but the Bollywood actress?s long legs were strong and agile. Rather than kick and writhe she straightened her legs pulling Lee?s arms backwards until the hands had to let go of the ankles. As the hands came free Lee grabbed for the cunt, but Indira?s long legs snapped shut perfectly just below the Korean?s ribs. Then ankles crossed and the long muscles bulged like a female bodybuilder posing.

Lee gasped as her waist was crushed and her lower ribs were flexed. Her hands went to the nylon covered thighs, pushing then clawing. Indira grinned while leaning back on her elbows to increase the power in her legs and tried to cut Lee in half. Lee?s yellow brown face darkened and her eyes grew wide. She was being crushed. She tried to reach Indira?s cunt, but she had been captured with her back straight and bending forward might have cracked a rib. Her nails just reached the top of Indira?s long thighs. She shredded the orange panty hose and then clawed the brown skin beneath, but she could not get to the cunt or break the leg crush.

Lee cried out in agony and began to pound Indira?s legs with hammer fists. Indira?s smile disappeared and she began to whence with each muscle bruising blow. The Indian started groaning her legs shook with each jarring fist. Lee?s face snarled in a mixture of agony and hatred. Indira finally twisted on her ass and slammed Lee down on her left shoulder losing the perfect crushing angle but keeping the scissors. Lee found she could reach the Indian?s pussy. The already backless orange pantyhose became frontless. The Indian?s orange pantyhose had been converted to crotch less stockings with stirrup waist. Indira screamed and bent to pull the Korean?s hands out of her cunt.

Indira pulled one hand away, a fistful of black pubes stuck in its grip and then used to hands to pull out the right claw that was inside her. Indira cursed as she pulled out the Korean?s red claws, but then groaned as the left hand found her throat, choking. Indira?s left hand held the right claw away from her cunt and her right went for Lee?s throat, but the Korean had dug her chin to her chest. Indira pounded the Korean?s face with her right fist again and again as she tried to free her neck. Lee?s face colored and swelled, but she held the choke and bent forward to threaten Indira?s big tits with another bite.

Indira had to grab the Korean?s hair and save the tit. Slowly, very slowly, the one-handed choke made the Indian?s face grow darker and darker. Then the Korean rolled back on top this time she slipped downward getting her hips between Indira?s weakened thighs. Indira let go of the right claw and grabbed the back of Lee?s ravaged hair holding her face up. Lee rose up in a backwards arch, partially due to the hair pull and partially due to her pressing down on her left hand, adding her weight to the strength of the choke.

Indira looked desperate. One of the boys shot down from above catching the terror in her eyes. I had seen that look many times. It only comes when a formerly ?bulletproof? person realizes they could lose their life. Mortality is a shock to those who have never truly contemplated it. Indira was close to terror, probably for the first time in her life. She started slamming her right fist into the side of the Korean?s face, adding to the swelling and bruising. Lee?s eyes rattled more than once, but the tough Korean endured.

Lee?s freed right claw found the damaged nipple and she added nipple agony to the fear of strangulation. The pain cost Indira?s last reserves of oxygen. Her legs popped open and she stopped punching. Both her hands went to her throat clawing at the single handed choke. Lee?s mouth dropped to the fat tit right above the aureole and sank in. At the same time she got her knees over Indira?s hips and straddled the Indian perfectly.

Indira?s twisted mouth tried to shout out her surrender. She pounded the rug several times. I thought I might have my first snuff film from the Kid, precocious little pervert. Instead, Lee rose up, raised a fist and threatened the terrified Indian.

?Give up or I?ll flatten that fucking Aryan nose back into your Untouchable brain.?

Indira managed to nod desperately. Lee loosened the choke and Indira gasped and choked. Lee grabbed both nipples and twisted them hard.

?Say you give up!?

?I give!?

?I get the jewels and we, me and my kid, get to fuck you.?

?Yes, please no more!?

The proud Indian was weeping now, her arrogance shattered. The choke had been worse than it looked; dark bruises were already forming on the long neck. Lee on the other hand, despite her injuries, looked like an avenging goddess riding the Indian?s belly her fingers pinching and twisting the long black nipples.

?I?m going to give your little faggot bastard a gift. I?m going to fuck him and let him eat my cunt. Maybe I can make him into a man!?

Indira whimpered and shook her head negatively. Lee twisted the nipples harder and Indira cried out.

?I get to fuck you and your kid, bitch!?

?Yes, anything, please stop.?

Lee got up while pointing Ken to Indira?s clawed cunt. He started pounding her swollen lips without a moment of foreplay. As he worked her cunt he grabbed and squeezed her damaged tits causing the beaten Indian to cry and moan. The moaning became louder and her fear turned to embarrassment as her battered cunt responded to its programming by Mother Nature. Ken came hard, inside the beaten mother and then sucked her sore nipples while he rested inside her. He might have gone to sleep, but his mother gave him a nudge with her foot. He pulled out.

Lee stood over them with a huge red colored dildo hanging from a full harness. Indira?s eyes bulged and she started pleading. Lee instructed Ken to sit on Indira?s tits and clean his cock on her face. Indira grunted as the boy?s ass crushed her bruised tits and then grimaced as his wet cock dragged back and forth across her face. Then her eyes bulged as the huge dildo whipped her pussy. Lee bent the woman?s legs up and had Ken hook her feet under his arms. Then the Korean slowly forced the ten inches of fat red dildo into Indira?s tight dark asshole. The Indian screamed for five minutes while the slow motion violation traveled all the way until the harness rested against the back of the Indian?s thighs. Sweat poured off Lee, but the Korean looked determined to root in Indira?s ass.

Lee then began pounding away, slapping leather on thigh as she pulled as much as six inches out before plunging all the way back in. Lee grunted in rhythmic unison with Indira?s screams of ass agony. It was as brutal as some of the biker girl rape-fights I had filmed over the years. And, Lee took her time. By the time she was finished, Ken was ready. They rolled the semi-conscious Indian onto her belly and Ken fucked the newly opened asshole, leaving a second deposit in the Bank of India?s lockboxes.

Raj filmed the whole thing. When Lee pulled out and took his camera Raj got to prove his manhood. Lee sucked his cock hard and then pushed him down on the floor. She mounded him and rode him to four climaxes without mercy. Then she finally lifted her ass off his hips she scooted up his belly leaving a trail of boy cum and mom juice glistening on the brown skin. Then she pulled his face into her dripping cunt and made him lick and eat her to two more orgasms.

I thought it was over but it wasn?t. Lee dragged Indira by the head into the bathroom and shut the door on the camera. Ken?s microphone caught the sound of Indira gagging. The scene ended on the closed door.

?Another superimposed legend scrolled down the closed door. Lee wins making her record 3 and 1. She is sure to challenge the winner of the Aileen/Keisha match. The initial beating seems to have awakened her competitive spirit.?

[Hawtrawks]

I sincerely hope that you continue this series one day. This is definately one of my favourite catfight stories of all time - great action made all the better by the fact that its mom vs mom!

Thank you, sir, for this wonderful story!

[Jessikafights]

Yes, this indeed was SIZZLING HOT ... it would fantastic to read more from this amazingly, wildly erotic series ... tee hee! :-)

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Jessie