Somewhere along his evolution every catfight-fan started the search. Today as in grey, in meantime almost not even imaginable primtive times without World Wide Web and Youtube the concept named "hunting and gathering".

But what we are gathering? Does this satisfy us really? Ore we are only happy for a little advertancy in our proclivity, which we have to pay more or less possible as sponsors overpriced?

I like this kind of tussle which we had on schoolyard and during our spare time in former times for fun or serious reasons. We did not use high sepecialized techniques, we did not rip our clothes to nude and we did not sit with our genitals on faces.  The male ore female loser - yes  girls did then, too - lyed on back and tried to escape. The fights did not last 45 minutes or longer, but the decision came most at 5-6 minutes at the latstest. Sometimes it became fiercly, sometimes a little blood and tears spilled, but never it had this disgusting brutality of a lot of fights fights that are presented in Youtube by beatniks and like-to-be adults.

What makes my kind of tussle so damned erotic?

For me it is the struggling of the succumber. Her hushed with short rhythem breathing and their little frustated moans on the try to break free by fitful movements with hip and shoulders.The clench of fingers, which graps in the controlling hands to push them away. The by the toes upwards pressed ankles and the unsable angled knees, to bring the on sitting person out of balance and the floor hitting thights afterwards , because the feets got no grip during push. The short sporadic uncontrolled shacky twitch, when a resistance pressure start builds on thighs over hip and shoulders through the body. The disapointed upward glanceat the the crestfallen breath out, when she see into the her dominating face a she become clear that she has no chance; her strength decreased and she is counted out or has to gave up etc... etc...

There are no countable little movements and situations which makes an emotional overall impression which if they dramaturgic right played to the gallery could create a extremly erotic static athmosphere.
Unfortunately no one proceed to this, cause it is troublesome and needs a continuing education which can not changed in money immediately. Moving a camera to record jumping tits respectively to that what you mean the sponsor want to see is much easier. Or setting up assembly line like the one hunderd thousenth soulless mat pairing. The paradise for those who likes that. Unfortunately I am not one of them and since my light bulb moments during my puberty I refuse to believe that I am the onliest guy in the world who likes or dislikes something.

Please allow me to do a of course subjective fast seek through our so called scene.
What is presented to ust?

Professional wrestling
Sexy women with quite impressing artistic and -compared with the other standards of the scene- exczellent acting performance, but in spite if scripted catfight dramas only a mainstream compatible smacking show without substance. Event oil wrestling is only the little more erotic alternative. Those who like that is satisfied. I can not do anything with it.

Sex wrestling
Rather more a porn movie with holding arms to get a reference to wrestling. Sometimes it can be quite motivated and emotional, but produce often a painful tacky impression. If  the only things to show are big breats and opened vaginas in full long shots I can't help thinking that some actors and producents likely are only too untalented to establish in regular porn business. The last impression seems unfortunately often to be the truth.

Fake wrestling
Especially from U.S. is often so blatant, that I not infrequent became upset to be taken in by a further amateur defrauder with a fist full sexy preview images. Extreme notably when it is desperately tried to give the appearance of a real competition. Maybe there are working the same luckyless porn actors, which set more energy to squeeze worde and rip their clothes of instead of bringing a halfway acceptable acting  performance. A traumatizing enhancement of the fake catastrophe give the 80th mix wrestling movies in which ugly perspering men in boxer shorts with disgusting thin white haired legs and fat belly let themself pinned down without a touch of resistance from absolutly unathletic women. I will nerver understand why the actresses pull out their chic high heels while they are only rolling over and over or do facesitting.

The sports producer
Let us call them so for here. They produce honestly wrestling and since mid of the 90th all with attractive  women. But in the length of time even the extraordinarstly sport concept get awful monotonous. Of course we have regular tournaments with our dream girls in our phantasie, but it is only a part and the exzessive realization in more and more higher technical perfection let you go again for search sooner or later, because this is just not the spirit of tussles anymore. It is not cloyingness, which on the surface you could mean, but allways the same monotone detailless concept.

To realize e.g an indian vs cowboy phantasie you have to do something more than put two beatiful women in cheap fancy dresses together and let them do in a "authentic" lush green hayfield the same sport concept like on the mat. If possible in front of an "affectionate" draped backdrop of bad clothed guys with crossed legs and arms on ikea garden chairs. The oddities on this: If result of this halfhearted doings fall flat it will be served as proof for the theory that no one is willing to pay for quality and extravagances.

It is similar for fast forward during porn movies. Of course a viewer will do a fast foward on acting scenes, because they are so catastrophal, that you cannot bear them. Even in so called high quality productions the quite impressive special effect do not increase the acting performance of an untalented porn starlet. For this reason most of this movies fall flat, too. Even cinema movies with lots of million budgets bombs when they are worse realizated, when cheap even more trashy movies become cult.
It is not easy but possible.

In my over 20 years as hunter and gatherer no production comes in my mind which has me enthused whithout rest. Of course there was good things, but not in 100% and rather more  by accident.

Somewhere there was allway something goes wrong:
Someone do at last a 30-pin count, but both actresses lyed themself alternating 5-6 times to a sg-pin, in which the underlying let her counted absolutly resistanceless. A 10-count pin will be counted from a extrem annoying voice of a referee in high speed and from a woman with super erotic body and legs will allmost only showed the distorted in a face sit. I could fill pages with that, but I think, that a lot of people know this frustration when they had buyed something which did not fulfilled their expectation, althought it shows yet what they want to view. To spoil something in this way is almost an art.

But to add insult in injury
The production dramaturgy in our genre stopped from developing since the mid of the 90th of the past century. Yes of course, the girls got more attraktive even the mixed opponents got acceptable, photoshop spreaded for previews and the copy processes got cheaper. Sooner or later we get definitely HD-resolutions, which shown every drop of sweat on pubic hair and every skin bump on the nipples . But what and how should really be filmed and cutted and what will still nobody interested. Apparently the mean does it to find enough customers.
I am grateful for every new producer, because I have the hope, that the harder getting rat race starts at last some movements and innovations.

In the end nobody should be astonished, when some people prefer to view mobile recorded party- and fun-fights on youtube, because in spite of all the nonprofessionalism, sometimes there is an athmosphere which no producer seems to be able to catch.

Autor: Mike

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