Alison is a 43-year-old schoolteacher who was living with us while she was trying to work out some problems with her husband. Her husband, of course, was not living with us. She’s not much into violence although she can be very harsh in her conversations with her husband on the phone. All of the men think she’s a good looking woman. I know she is in good physical condition. She’s probably finer now than she was when she got married.
Elgie is a 22-year-old friend of mine who became a stripper to finance her college education. Since then, she has dropped out of college to pursue stripping full-time, as stripping was increasing her income and college was decreasing her income. I can’t really argue with that. She has a little boy. Both of them were staying with us too. Yes, a lot of people stay with us.
I think the conflict between Alison and Elgie started because Elgie is quick to fight anybody who disrespects her and Alison is quick to offer constructive criticism. So Alison said something like “Elgie should stop selling her ass and go back to school.” And maybe something like “Elgie’s son is going to grow up thinking his mother is a whore.”
I have a lot of experience with being misunderstood. I’m sure Alison thought she was giving Elgie good advice and then offering the reasoning behind her advice. Maybe it would have helped if she had said it directly to Elgie instead of saying it in front of all of us. Maybe not. Anyway, Elgie didn't take the comments well. She felt verbally assaulted so she quickly called Alison an old bitch and started talking about Alison’s husband beating her ass. She said Alison needed the beating. This got Alison very emotional.
At this point, both women were on an emotional overload, and were exchanging comments about who had the most fucked up situation. Finally Alison turned and walked away. But it was way too late by then. Elgie grabbed Alison and said “No you ain’t goin’ nowhere!”
So Alison turned around and shoved Elgie. They’re both thick women but Alison is heavier and in better condition. So Elgie was moved backwards and almost fell down. She ran at Alison, swinging her fists. So the two quickly got into a fight.
Elgie was in real tight jeans and a shirt. She also had athletic shoes on. Alison was in a skirt and buttoned shirt. The same clothes she wore to the school. She hadn’t been home long. She had already taken off her high heel shoes so she was barefoot except for the stockings she was in.
Watching the two women, it seemed like Elgie was filled with rage. She probably also felt like she had a clear advantage because she was a physically fit 22-year-old woman, while Alison was a 43-year-old, probably the same age as Elgie’s mother. Alison didn't really seem enraged. She just seemed to be a woman defending her body against another woman’s body. And although she was older, Alison’s body performed as well as Elgie’s body.
It seemed like Alison had a lot of control over Elgie’s body. Elgie was swinging wildly and grabbing Alison’s hair. Alison was pounding Elgie’s body with her fists, and swinging Elgie around the room very effectively. I had my camera on as soon as I heard Elgie talking about Alison getting beat up. And I was thinking about how this would definitely be on my website.
I thought I would categorize it as a bitchfight. They were obviously two very fit women who were bitching at each other. But they were also two pieces of sex, going to war with each other. And as that 43-year-old piece of sex swung that 23-year-old piece of sex around, I knew how this fight would end. Alison had swung Elgie around and Elgie fell over one of her son’s toys. Yes, Elgie’s little boy was watching her get beat up. Elgie fell down. Alison got on her. Alison had Elgie between her legs. Alison’s skirt was stretching but she kept Elgie straddled. And she was hitting Elgie in her head. Alison’s body had total control of Elgie’s body.
Elgie’s legs were up and she kept kicking them outward as Alison was hitting her in the head. Her legs were all in the camera as Alison was sitting on her s tomach. I stepped around them so I could record the tears in her eyes, and the blood on her face. Elgie’s arms were free but she wasn’t using them well. She was trying to grab at Alison. So Alison took Elgie’s arms and started squeezing and twisting them. Elgie was screaming out loud. Elgie’s son was crying.
My mother and sister took Alison off of Elgie. Then they helped Elgie up. Elgie screamed and jumped on Alison again. At that point, it was all over for Elgie. Alison took Elgie’s shirt off of her as the two struggled with each other. It did not take long for Alison to get control of Elgie again.
Alison put Elgie’s back against a wall and started beating the shit out of Elgie. It was definitely a sexfight by my definition. I watched the way Elgie’s bra was jumping up and down as Alison beat Elgie’s breasts up. I watched Alison beat Elgie’s pussy up. That bra broke down and came off of Elgie. And I watched Alison plow her fists into Elgie’s tight s tomach, making Elgie very tender.
Alison’s thick thighs and large ass stayed firm. She was in control and her body was way too much woman for Elgie. She took all of the rage out of Elgie. Alison then snatched Elgie’s thick body off of the wall and put her out of the house.
It took us a few hours to clean up everything Alison had beaten out of Elgie. We brought Elgie back into because we didn't want to leave her out there. She took her son into her room where she packed her things and left our home. I don’t think she had anywhere to go. Her bra is still here… That’s all.
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