How I Got Started
By Michelle Puma – michellepuma@hotmail.com
The story of how a wife and a mother started fighting other women for the enjoyment of her husband and herself

I'm 39 years old, 5 foot 6 amd weigh 130LBS with black shoulder length hair and a 37dd-
23-37 body.    I visit a gym 3 days a week for step aerobics and to stay in general good 
shape.  I think my body is really in great shape for a 39 year old and like to show it 
off...crew tops, tube tops, skimpy halter tops, short shorts, mini skirts, and oh 
yes.....skimpy bikinis.  I am married and the mother of two...a daughter 17 and a son 14.  
My husband is turned on by my fighting and loves to hear stories of my fights...both old 
and new.

I've been a physical girl all my life and started fighting in high school (notice when you 
have a set of tits in high school you're always a target for someone).  I ran with a kind of 
tuff crowd and often we'd square off against girls from other schools as the aftermath of a 
basketball or football game.  

After high school I started working in an office and got away from the crowd and fighting 
and turned my physical efforts to handball, tennis, swimming and racquetball.  I lived a 
fast paced life with lots of partying and fun and I was just around 20 when I got married 
and shortly after started having kids (I was 22 when my daughter was born).

It was at a pool party when I was in my late 20s that my earlier fighting skills came into 
play.  This was a family/friend gathering at a sister in law sister's pool and there were lots 
of people there we knew.  After a lot of partying (read that drinking) the men started to 
play king of the pool.  This went along for a time and then one of them suggested the 
girls go for a queen of the pool.  A few started to play and after a few rounds the 
consistent winner was an early 20s black girl with an incredible body.  She was about 5 ft 
9 with a large set of boobs and a great rear end.  She was wearing a very brief bikini and 
all the men had been falling over her all afternoon (much to the dismay of the other wives 
and girlfriends).  One of the guys suggested that I take her on and I declined until Brenda 
herself challenged me.  Although she had weight and height on me this challenge was 
more than I could take and I jumped into the pool.   Brenda got more than she expected 
that day and before we were finished we were both topless.  What started as a queen of 
the pool game progressed to an all out cat fight both in the pool and on the lawn and in 
the end I won.

That might my husband confessed what a turn on it had been to see me fight and  I 
discovered some of the other girl's husbands had told their wives the same thing.  We all 
started talking and now there are a group of regulars that I get together with every couple 
of months for a session of wrestling/catfight/boxing and every now and then a special 
fight comes along to spice up the mix.    I have had a couple of real boxing matches but 
enjoyed them and think I can hold my own in that style as long as the boobs are off limit.  
I find that I do not have the ability to take punches to my tits like in these fantasy stories 
you read and I think it's because they are fantasy.  Pinching, mauling, slapping, biting, 
and scratching boobs like in a catfight are much easier for me to withstand.  As I said, I 
developed early and didn't stop for a long time and when you are 16 with a large set all 
the boys have eyes for you.  This doesn't make you real popular with the flat chested set 
and my tits got a real workout in high school.   To this day I'd rather fight another well-
endowed woman as I feel we both have the same thing at stake.