The Housewife vs the Hooker by Peggy Tee -

imagine a hot Irish red head, wife, and mother of two fighting for all she's got against a black bitch street-walker (hooker, whore, prostitute, etc) named Shinequa!
 
Sometimes the best fight ideas seem to come about when you have been drinking. Something about your guard or your inhibitions being down and you more likely to say what you really are thinking rather than editing it before it comes out of your mouth. Well, that’s how the following story came about. It was one of those weekend Saturdays when nothing is going on. The kids were away for the weekend, Randy and Don were out at a ball game and my sister in law Diane and I were having a great time along with several very chilled bottles of Korbell Blush. Sometime during the second bottle we started to talk about fighting and I said something about really wondering how I would do against a real street fighter and not just some suburban housewife who liked mixing it up with other women. Now anytime fighting comes up Diane is very hot to continue the topic, so we spent a great deal of time discussing the whys and wherefores of my desire and by the time we’d polished off the forth bottle of Korbell a plan had been hatched. We decided that Diane would go up the coast to Atlantic City. There she would search out hookers (not a hard thing to do in what can be a very sleazy city despite – or perhaps because - of all the gambling money in town)...not to fuck but to fight. I told her that I wanted some well-built young black woman who grew up on the mean streets and who has had to fight for survival. I was finished with the gym fights and the fights with women who were fighting so that they could have better sex with their husbands. I was looking for the real thing against an opponent who was use to fighting for all she was worth.
 
Well, a week later when Diane called me, I had finally shaken off the aftermath of our Korbell drinking (I think 5 bottles between two women was a fairly good day, don’t you??) and frankly had no idea what the hell she was talking about when she said to me, “I found her!”. Once she reminded me who “she” was I remembered clearly our discussion but honestly it was about 60% drunken talk and I never really thought Di would carry through with it. Leave it to Diane to carry on anything that has to do with female against female fighting!! Well, in that moment I made up my mind, what the fuck, I really did have a desire to find out if I had what it took….why the fuck not. “Tell me about her.”, I said, and with those 4 words, I was committed! Her name is Shinequa and she’s a late 20's hooker who is black as coal. She's like 26 years old and stands about 5/9. She's got long black hair and a huge chest (Diane says something like a 40DD and probably plastic enhanced the way they stood up at attention when Diane saw her) a skinny waist and a pretty typical round firm black ass. She's agreed to fight me for a $200 fee and the fight will take place with no rules at all.
 
Diane’s idea is that she will buy us identical bra and panty outfits to fight in and we can hold the fight downstairs in Don and Diane’s house in a cleared family room. That will give us about a 20 by 20-carpeted area to fight in. I know I will have a hard sell with Ron so I tell Diane to hold tight and I’ll get back to her the next day. That night, after the kids went to sleep, I set up our bedroom as a very very sexy trap. Candles, soft music, me almost naked, and some enjoyable adult reading material. Now that he was in the right mood, I brought up a fight with a woman like Shinequa. Well, the story must have caught his fancy because there was one more incident of adult pleasure before we really got down to discuss it. Frankly, he wasn’t thrilled by the prospect but he knew that I had to live out my fantasies and he’d be supportive. As long as it was at Don and Diane’s and he could be present he go along!
 
The next morning I called Diane and told her to put the plan into action and told her what Ron’s stipulations were. She said she’d wait for Shinequa’s call (she would not tell Diane how to get in touch or where she lived, only promised that she’d call Diane’s cell) and would try to set it up for one day in the next couple of weeks. Well Shinequa did call and Diane did set it up. For $200 Shinequa would travel to Diane’s house and we would fight (I later found out that Diane promised Shinequa an extra $100 if she beat me…but then that’s another story better settled between Diane and me!) in outfits Diane bought with no rules. Shinequa would bring a girlfriend with her to watch her back and she had no problem with Ron, Don and Diane being present. The fight was set up for two Saturday from now.
 
There was a mixture of excitement and fear (to be honest) when I thought about what I was going to be doing. I ran on the beach every day and I did go to the club religiously and worked out on the machines that I hated. I ate right, tried to have a good mental attitude but did not do any fight training as this was not going to be like any fight I'd ever had. This was going to be two women, down and dirty, going at each other and trying to do the most damage possible. This was no rules but one - come out on top with your opponent down and out!
 
Two days before the fight, Diane delivered the outfits she had bought for Shinequa and I to fight in. In the privacy of our bedroom I modeled it for Ron one night. There was a small demi bra which did a wonderful job exposing my 36Ds and I could only imagine what they'd do for Shinequa's larger chest. The panties were thongs (did I really expect anything else from Diane???) which exposed a hell of a lot of my ass and had a thin strip up front which left very little to the imagination. Looked like there would be quite a show when Shinequa and I met - her in her vibrant red set and me in black. "Looks like we're going to be fighting with most of our stuff hanging out." I said to Ron. For some reason, we had great sex that night!
 
Finally the night of the fight came. Ron and I got to D & D's house at about 9...the fight was scheduled for 10. Diane took me to her bedroom and got me set up. We'd agreed that the first time Shinequa and I would see each other was as the fight was about to start. There were major butterflies dancing in my stomach as I changed into my fight outfit and I tried to lie down for a few minutes to calm my nerves.
 
At about 9:50, Diane came back to tell me that Shinequa and her friend had arrived and she had put them into the guest room down the hall and had given her her outfit. She asked if I was ready and I said I was...but really I wasn’t so sure. Let me give you the "tale of the tape" for our fight. In order to get the outfits, Diane had needed measurements and this is what Shinequa had reported to Diane. Shinequa stood 5 foot 9 and weighed 140 Pounds. Her measurements are 40DD-26-37 and she's 26 years old. With the exception of age (and we won't be talking about that, will we?)sounded like we were pretty well matched as I tipped the scales at 135 stand 5 foot 8 and measure 36D-25-35. She had an inch on me in height, 5 pounds in weight and a sizeable amount in tit flesh - but then Diane did say she thought they looked like they were plastically enhanced!
 
Finally, Diane came and got me and said we were ready. As I went down the stars I saw Randy and Don and went over and kissed my husband. Then I turned around and got my fight view of Shinequa. She looked devastating in the vibrant red bra and panties Diane had bought. The top did very little to conceal her huge chest and like mine, her 40DDs were ready to pop out of the demi bra. The panties were very revealing and I realized unlike me, Shinequa was shaved close down below. She was very dark skinned and almost looked oiled. Her long black hair (looked to me like it would go way below her ass if left to hang free)was all braded and she had attempted to pin it up on her head somewhat but there was just so much hair that wasn't possible. We stood staring at each other for what seemed like a long time but in reality was probably only a minute or less. She was bigger than me in every dimension, younger by a lot, had grown up on the tough streets and continued to make her living on those same streets. Was I fucking nuts to be facing off against this woman??? What was I thinking??? Had I finally taken this fight thing too far?? All these thoughts and more went trough my head as I stood looking at Shinequa and suddenly they all flew out of my head and an almost serial calm came over me. I was a woman with a job to do and I would do my best. Win or lose I was going to fight this woman and suddenly I forgot about all my doubt and questions and everything else in my life. It was just me and Shinequa putting all we had up against the other.
 
Suddenly I was broken out of my thoughts when Diane asked me if I was ready. I replied I was. Then she asked Shinequa and she too said yes. Then with 5 little words, Diane started the fight, "All right ladies...lets fight!" Still looking deeply into each others eyes, Shinequa and I moved at each other. Slowly we came closer and closer and then we began to circle. When we both felt comfortable we stood facing each other. I made the first move, a round house right to her head that Shinequa stepped out of. Before I could close up she counters back with a devastating right to my gut, then a couple of well placed leg lifts that flatten my tits followed by a right to the side of my head that Lays me out. Suddenly I am down on the floor with this black Amazon standing over me and I am hurting! She starts pulling me up by the hair but before she can do anymore damage to me I hit her with a right rabbit punch well below her panty line. This really hurt her and I am able to get back to my feet and I grab her by the center of her bra and flip her across the room.
 
This move proves to be more than the demi bra could take (and Shinequa's 40DDs were more than the demi bra could hold!)and as she gets to her feet across the room rather than holding her tits in, the flimsy material is gathered under her watermelon breasts. As we stood facing each other I have to agree with Diane - Plastic! They are round and perfectly shaped but also look to be at attention. They are just too perfect to be natural. They are however, a tempting target as are her large and erect nipples. Suddenly Shinequa charges me and the two of us slam into the wall but of course as I hit first, I also had her body slamming into me and the wall and took the brunt of the damage. Not to be outdone, Shinequa grabs the cups of my bra and as she holds me against the wall with a well-placed knee, shreds the lacy material rendering me topless too!
 
She moves off the wall and grabs me by the hair and pulls me to the center of the room and then releases me and as we stand facing each other she balls her hands into fists. I do the same and we start circling again but this time she makes the first moves and slams a very hard right into my stomach. Truthfully, I never saw it coming but boy did I feel it as it tore my guts apart. I tried to block her next shot but had no chance as she slammed a left into my face which spun me to the wall (that's gonna hurt in the morning!). As I turned back to her I also hit her with a hard right to her left tit which by her reaction I know caused some pain. Then I too quickly hit her a second time with a left to the side of her head. Now I felt like I had a chance to do some damage to her and I hit her with a couple of good body blows before she got back into the fight. We stood toe to toe for a couple of minutes and exchanged blows...some good and some real puff. She hit me with a couple of good shots to the stomach, tagged my right tit with an upper cut and managed to get me again in the face. I concentrated several well placed upper cuts on her huge chest, tagging both her right and left tits several times. I also got her with a good punch to her side and managed to slam one into her face that drew some blood from the side of her mouth.
 
Suddenly Shinequa slammed a very hard right below my waist which doubled me over. While holding my hair she again flattened my tits with two well placed leg lifts and then Shinequa's knee slammed into my untensed stomach muscles. I grabbed at Shinequa's black leg as it flew up again and with a hard yank I was able to topple her off balance. We crashed to the floor, which forced Shinequa to let go of my hair. I had released Shinequa's leg as we fell and was now reaching out to grab the black woman's long braded hair. Slightly winded by the fall Shinequa responded by sinking her hands back into my hair. We yanked and tugged at each other's hair as we rolled across the carpeted room. Legs flailing, first one of us then the other seemed to gain the upper hand. At one point I got tired of pulling hair and I was able to roll on top of Shinequa and punched as hard as I could Shinequa's huge left tit. Shinequa answered that punch by kicking out hard with her legs and toppled me off. We rolled away from each other and quickly got to our feet. Staring hatefully into each other's eyes, we charged across the room and Shinequa was unable to protect herself as I lashed out with my leg catching her between the legs. "Honky cunt!" screamed Shinequa hands clutching at her crotch as she dropped to the floor. I stood back for a moment and watched Shinequa in pain on the floor and then drew back my foot to kick Shinequa again, but this time Shinequa grabbed my ankle and stopped me before I was able to deliver another devastating kick.
 
Flailing my arms I was thrown backwards as Shinequa pulled my leg from under me. I landed heavily on my back and instinctively rolled to one side to avoid an expected counter attack. Shinequa climbed slowly to her feet still in pain from my original kick and unable to press her advantage. As soon as I realized Shinequa wasn’t attacking me, I also stood and we faced off again.
 
We glared at each other, both of us breathing heavily as we circled each other once more. "Come on Niger bitch...is that all you got?" I screamed at her acting cockier than I had a right to. Suddenly Shinequa lunged forward, her hands once more reaching out for my hair. I clawed back at Shinequa pulling out a handful of her black hair as I felt the black bitch yank out my own hair. At this point, all thoughts of scientific fighting went out of the window as the two of us ripped chunks of hair out of each other's heads. Unable to take much more pain from my scalp, I switched targets and latched onto Shinequa's large nipples twisting them sharply. Not to be out done, Shinequa attacked my tits and nipples. Suffering through incredible pain we twisted, pulled and slapped one another's tits until as if by mutual consent we broke apart. My tits were on fire and from the look on Shinequa's face, so were hers. We were panting for breath and doing our best to take in as much oxygen as possible.
 
Before I knew what was happening, Shinequa bunched her hands into fists and attacked again swinging her right hand against my jaw. I was spun an entire 360 degrees by the force of the blow but Shinequa followed me back driving her left fist into my unprotected tits before I could recover and defend myself. I doubled over and did my best to duck away but Shinequa slipped her right arm round my neck and pulled me into a crushing headlock. With her free hand Shinequa pummeled and punched at my tits. Firmly trapped by Shinequa's right arm I could do little more than slap ineffectually at the black bitch. Desperate to escape from Shinequa's clutches and stop the punishing punches to my tits I twisted my head and opening my mouth, bit down hard on the soft fleshy side of Shinequa's right tit. "Nnoo! You fucking cunt!" Shinequa screamed releasing my head and shoving me away. My teeth had left a livid red imprint on Shinequa's tit and she was one pissed off black bitch.
 
Driven by her anger Shinequa flew at me again. Still hurting from the breast beating I'd taken I tried to fend of the street walker but to no avail. Shinequa's right fist caught me hard in the belly doubling me over. As my head dropped forwards Shinequa interlaced her fingers and brought both hands down hard on the back of my neck. Stunned, I pitched face forward onto the carpet. Dropping to the floor along side of me, Shinequa quickly rolled me onto my back. Once again she linked her hands together, this time chopping down hard on my belly. As my body jack knifed Shinequa back handed me across my face knocking me flat once more. Now Shinequa moved to straddle me even though I tried feebly to roll away. Straddling my waist, Shinequa grabbed and twisted my tits. I attempted to pull Shinequa's hands away but all that got me was a hard punch to the face which drew blood from my mouth. "Had enough you fucking cracker cunt?" Shinequa hissed through clenched teeth. I didn't answer but renewed my efforts to escape. I pushed down with my legs and tried to bridge my body to unseat Shinequa. Shinequa didn't like that idea and bounced down hard on my belly, flattening me to the floor again. Another punch left a bruze on my cheek. Then Shinequa renewed her attack on my tits and she really seemed to enjoy it. Every punch or slap that Shinequa landed sent a joint of pain through my body and drew a sob from me. "No more," I whispered. "What?" Shinequa said gripping my nipples and twisting them beyond the limits of pain "NO MORE! I GIVE!" I screamed unable to take the pain any more. "Am I the better fighter?" Shinequa twisted again. "Yess!" I sobbed. "Can't hear you bitch!" another sharp twist. "YESS!" I screamed out at the top of my lungs Another punch to the face left me almost out of it and slowly Shinequa took a hold of my black thong and pulled. The thin material buried in my ass and the pain to my cunt was almost unbearable till the thin fabric ripped leaving me now totally naked and sobbing on the floor. Shinequa walked unsteadily to Diane and demanded the $100 bonus she was entitled to for winning. Randy came to tend to me while Shinequa left the room. By the time they brought me around she had left the house. I was battered but now I knew how I'd stand up against a real street fighter. I know it won’t be for a while, but the next time Randy and I have sex, I know it will be incredible! For the next week or so, lose tops that won’t show my un-braed tits swaying in the breeze and sun glasses are the order of the day. Shinequa beat me, but even in defeat there was something so base and sexy about putting it all on the line. Taking a chance is good…but winning would have been better! Will I try her again?? Who knows….it will be a bit of time before my body forgets my fight with Shinuqua, but never say never.