Young and tight Liana takes on the older Erin at the private house
By IceColdAlphaMan



As Erin drove her Toyota Corolla up the driveway she couldn't believe she was
going to this place after such a long time away. Face it, she thought to
herself, you are 44 have had 5 children and haven't done this for 5 years. Why
go through with this now? Oh, yeah, because my no good ex-husband left me for
a twenty-something, little alimony, a piece of shit car and a run down house.
She wondered how she could have been so naïve and not saw all of this coming.
Why couldn't I have put some money away or finished college? She felt
depressed and dumb. Oh, right, that's why she was going to this place tonight.

Erin had called the Man and asked for a favor. The Man was surprised and glad
to hear from Erin. Erin had been a good fighter and a regular in the
underground fights many years back and had fought on and off for almost ten
years. He listened to what Erin had to say and told her that he could arrange
something for her, but it wouldn't be a big money fight, as he doubted that
she would be ready or willing to come to the arena for an open fight. Erin
agreed. She didn't have a lot of time to prepare and it had been too long
since she last fought. The last thing she wanted was to be pummeled for a mere
$500, but she would meet with a fighter of the Man's choosing at his home on
the hill for $1000. The Man staged private fights in his home for clients and
to see who was ready to take part in matches at the arena. The Man agreed to
Erin's request and waited the two weeks until she would arrive.

The door opened and the Man greeted Erin with a big hug and kiss. They talked
at length about old times over a drink. It was 7:00 and the fights started
promptly at 8:00. The man had a trainer come to the den and escort Erin to a
changing room. Erin didn't bother to ask who she would be fighting this
evening; she just hoped the Man had her best interests in mind. Erin undressed
and put on a one-piece blue bathing suit. She looked at herself in the mirror
and sighed. There she was; 144lbs, 5'4" with sagging 36B breasts. She studied
the cellulite forming on the back of her legs and looked at the loose skin
under her arms. "A far cry from 5 years ago," she thought to herself as the
trainer began to tape her ankles. Erin put on some black leather high top
boots and waited for her call.

Across the hall Liana was also getting ready. She had been being prepared by
the man for a few months now and was getting ready to participate in the arena
big money fights. She loved everything about what she was doing. It was
exciting for her and she was pretty good at it. The 23 year-old university
student was a fitness instructor at a health club near downtown. She taught
several aerobics classes as well as Tai-Bo. She wasn't trained in any type of
martial arts but the man noticed a natural ability in her and persuaded her to
try out at the mansion. She carried her 5'7" frame well at 127lbs. Liana
began to stretch before her call.

About twenty people surrounded the ring that the Man had in his lower level
fitness area. They had all paid $500 for the privilege of these close seats to
what were often extremely violent fights. There would only be three bouts
tonight and Erin's was the first. Erin was called out and she strode timidly
to the ring, remembering what it used to be like when she fought here. As she
entered the ring she could hear the murmur of the crowd and could make out
word like "Old, heavy, slow, and what is she doing here" Liana was called next
and bounded into the room full of energy. She climbed through the ropes and
shadow boxed and stretched. Erin looked over at her opponent with concern. She
looked

great in her bright orange Lycra bodysuit, her blond hair tied up in braids.
Years ago she wouldn't have been worried but now she was. Liana was sizing up
her foe as well. "Look at her'" she thought. Short, fat and out of shape. Why
was she here tonight? "Oh well, this won't take long," she reasoned to
herself.

The Man asked if both fighters were ready and understood that there would be
no time limit and the winner must knock her opponent out or make her submit or
render unable to continue. Both women nodded in agreement. The Man also stated
that there would be a $1000 cash bonus to the first combatant to draw blood
regardless of the winner. Liana smiled at that, as she was quite adept at
drawing her opponent's blood. In the 12 matches she had so far she had only
lost 4 to much bigger opponents and almost all of the fights were bloody. Erin
could only wonder to herself if her confidence in the Man had been misplaced.
She hadn't expected a walk, but Liana looked aggressive and hungry and what
was this shit about first blood? Why didn't he just put meat around her neck
and feed her to some wolves.

"BEGIN!" the Man bellowed and both women began to circle each other
immediately.

Liana was the first to make a move with a flurry of punch/kick combinations
that landed all over Erin's soft body. Erin did her best to cover and block
the strikes but she missed an overhand right that connected to her temple
WHACK OOOWWWW that hurt as she careened into the ropes. Liana followed through
with a low kick to Erin's midsection followed by more punches to her
upperbody. Erin did her best to move away and return some of the hits.
Unfortunately almost none of Erin's punches landed and those that did were
easily blocked. Erin was afraid that this was going to happen and began
thinking of what to do when Liana landed a spinning backkick to Erin's head,
sending the aging veteran to the mat.

Liana laughed a bit and taunted Erin, "Come on old girl you can give a better
fight than this'" she said. Erin was pissed but didn't know if what Liana was
saying wasn't the truth. This was looking to be a bad idea and not the easy
money she thought it would be. Erin struggled to get to her feet as Liana came
at her again with spinning kicks. The overconfident Liana was trying to put
Erin away with one hit when Erin was able to block her kick and force Liana to
the mat. Liana lay on the mat stunned at what Erin had done. Before she could
react Erin brought her forearm directly down on Liana's face. CCRRACCKK!
Liana's lip split wide open with blood coming out. Erin wasted no time in
putting Liana into an arm bar and locking her opponent to the mat. "Shit"
Liana thought to herself "What happened?" Erin was now in control of Liana's every
move. It was like all of her skill and experience came rushing back to her at
once. "Well," Erin said "I guess that's a grand for me now isn't it?" as she
increased the pressure of her arm bar. "AAAHHHH Shit!" replied Liana. Liana
wasn't used to being on the ground and had always relied on her speed and
punching ability in her fights. Erin needed to slow things down and take
control and the ground fight was just the ticket for her. Erin released the
arm bar from her opponent and grabbed her braided hair as she pounded Liana's
sore face into the mat three times. Erin then rolled over on top of Liana
placing her large ass on the small of Liana's back. Erin reached down and
grabbed Liana's right leg and began to pull it back. Liana grimaced in pain
but made no sound as Erin continued to put pressure on her lower back. Sweat
was now pouring off of Erin as she tightened her grip on Liana's leg and
pulled it back to the point where Liana's foot was almost touching the back of
her head. AAAGGGHHH Liana finally relented a grunting acknowledgement of the
pain and pressure Erin was inflicting upon her. Erin did not want to give up
her advantage on the faster younger Liana and so she began to bounce her 144lb
body on to the back of her young 127lb opponent. OOOWWWW cried out Liana each
time Erin's ass landed upon the small of her back. "SUBMIT," bellowed Erin,
attempting to put an end to the contest. "NNOOO" cried out Liana in anguish to
Erin's demand.

Erin couldn't keep the pressure up on Liana's leg much longer as both women
were sweaty and her grip was loosening. Erin let go of Liana's leg, but before the
young fighter could react Erin fell down on top of her victim with a punishing
elbow to the back of Liana's neck. CRAAACCKK! Liana's face smashed into the
mat as black spots filled her vision. The blow had nearly knocked Liana out.
Erin wasted no time and punched her downed foe twice more in the back of the
head before applying a punishing headlock. Erin gripped her opponent and drew
her face into her ample breasts, effectively smothering her while at the same
time applying great pressure to her neck and head. MMMPPPFFF! Was the only
sound to be heard from the mat as Erin held her position and Liana desperately
attempted to free herself from the tortuous grasp.

Liana attempted to bridge out of the hold, arching her back high and
effectively pinning Erin on to her back on the mat. Unfortunately the young
college student was losing strength and Erin held her tight grasp on Liana.
Liana, having great difficulty breathing, began to scratch at Erin's arms and
face drawing a slight amount of blood from the gouges on Erin's arms. Erin
held steadfast with her hold and the young Liana's struggles began to subside.
Erin finally released her hold somewhat, turning her opponent around and
asking her if she would submit. A weak "Fuck you" was uttered by Liana. Erin
didn't know if it was youth and inexperience or just stupidity that was
allowing this girl to take this punishment and she didn't care right now.
Tired, bleeding, sore, out of shape, and with no business fighting - Erin
slowly got to her feet and rolled her victim over on to her back. "See 'ya"
was all that she uttered as she came crashing down upon Liana's unprotected
neck with her massive thigh. Liana's body lurched up in a grotesque motion and
then lay still as the big older woman silenced her younger, faster,
experienced foe.

The small crowd clapped their appreciation for the fine fight as Erin slowly
got up off the mat and made her way to the changing room ready to collect her
money and pay some bills the hard way.