Motherfight

I woke up this morning, just hoping it was a Saturday so I might not have anywhere to go. It turns out it was so I took some pleasure in that. I was completely naked because I had been chatting the night before and sometimes I like to get naked when I chat, so I can tell my online buddy I’m naked. Then I heard a lot of yelling downstairs. I recognized my mother’s voice and just ran down there with the intent of destroying whoever or whatever was making my mother yell. It turned out she was having an argument with another woman, of similar age.

My mother likes to date men who can support her financially. She doesn’t exchange sex for money, but she will accept people’s offers to buy things for her. The women in my family tend to look younger than they are, and tend to be athletic. My mother sometimes teases me, saying she looks better in a thong than I do. However, I think in practice she is more sexually “conservative” than I am. I tend to get wild in public while she would rather get wild at home, in some private place. Apparently this happened and another woman was upset at what my mother had done with her man.

My mother dresses more in public, but at home she dresses as lightly as I do. It was early in the morning and she was in a negligee when I got down the stairs. There was another woman, darker and apparently about ten years younger than my mother. She was in some tight jeans and a white shirt. Then I saw a man in the distance. So with a fully dressed woman yelling, my mother almost naked and yelling, and a man in the room, it didn't take me long to figure out there was about to be a fight over a man.

My mother’s a sexy woman. I guess she and I are alike physically and maybe even emotionally in some ways. So she looked good in that see-through lace. But the other woman was in jeans and a shirt and my mother was almost naked so I was concerned. It was like the other woman had armor and my mother was just naked. I didn't think it was fair. So I came out there ready to fuck this other woman up. My mother saw me and said “get your ass back in there.”

I immediately turned around and went back behind a staircase. I think her main concern was the man would see me naked. But my main concern was destroying the bitch that was about to fight my mother. I wasn’t about to let some 30-something bitch hurt my 40-something mother even if my mother does make my life heck every now and then. I watched as their conversation got more heated and they started getting into each other’s face.

Mother and this other woman were both very animated with a lot of finger snapping and head movement. I heard the other woman say something about my mother being a “fucking whore” and I heard my mother saying something about how she’s not a whore and the other woman was a “ghetto tramp”. My mother said some things about how she’s “got better ass” than the other woman. Then the other woman said something about beating my mother’s ass. I came out again and my mother said “I told you get your ass back in there.”

My mother exchanged more words with the other woman and then they locked their hands together. They struggled for a few seconds and I wasn’t sure what they were trying to do. I was ready to kill the other woman. Then the other woman fell back on her ass. My mother was still standing, holding both of the other woman’s hands as the other woman sat on her ass. The other woman made a few sounds like she knew she was about to get her ass beat, and her attitude quickly softened.

My mother closed her hands around the other woman’s hands and held them firmly. Now that my mother had full control of the other woman, she started talking a lot about how women shouldn’t expect to come into another woman’s home and not get their ass beat. I started thinking I should forget about fighting the other woman and start taping what my mother was about to do to her. I decided not to because I really don't want a tape of my mother in a negligee sitting around somewhere. Then I said fuck it and got the camera anyway.

When I got back, mother was still standing over the other woman and the other woman was still sitting on her ass. However, the other woman had been moved so she was sitting in a corner with her back against the walls. Mother had this woman set up for a serious beating. I had a bathrobe wrapped around me and walked freely in front of the man, zooming in on the other woman, recording the tears now streaming down her face. She was very afraid.

The other woman was trying to reason with my mother, saying they should settle the matter like adults rather than resort to violence. As usual, mother wasn’t listening to anybody who felt differently from her. The other woman called on the man to protect to her. The man put his hand on my mother’s shoulder and tried to say something. Mother yelled at him and told him to leave. The man left, with the other woman begging him not to leave her there, and I recorded every moment of her.

The other woman started yelling loudly now. I think she was hoping somebody outside would hear her and call the police. That doesn’t happen in the ghetto though, at least until the fight is over. Then the woman tried to give my mother orders like “let me up!” and “get the fuck off me!” I asked mother if I could get a piece of her. My mother said yes and I walked over and kicked the other woman hard, three times, in the underside of her thigh. She yelled out loud. The time for play was over. I stood back and watched my mother beat the hell out of this woman.

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