Family Wrestling Videos: Heather’s Backyard Beating by Stone Kidman
I popped in one of the unlabeled vhs tapes I found in a box in my parent’s basement and discovered it was a catfight my older sister, Heather, had back in the late eighties. This occurred in our backyard after we moved to the home I grew up in. I assumed it was when Heather was nineteen, since she lived at home while going to community college. Dad never set the date on his camcorder but it had to be early summertime since Heather was in this skimpy bikini; presumably sunbathing.
My busty older sister was 5’10” and weighed maybe 145 pounds, since she had a flat tummy with a curvy ass, but her best assets were her 38DD cups that were like two huge bowling balls on her rather slender torso. In the video she was wearing a blue and white striped bikini, with her shoulder length jet black hair worn loose.
The video started with my sister screaming at some skinny blonde chick, whom I assumed was someone Heather knew, but while she was never introduced, she was there with an older woman that had to be her mother, who called the blonde Sally during the match. At least that’s what I think she called her because the audio was terrible, since this was outdoors in the grassy backyard, with lots of tall trees to block neighbors, so their voices just echoed off everything.
Basically, between their shrill voices screaming at each other, and the wind hitting the built-in microphone on the camera, any audio was really difficult to decipher. Thankfully there wasn’t a lot of pretense, as my sister and Sally were presumably cussing at each other when the blonde slapped my sister across the face. Heather quickly reciprocated and an instant later both teens were grabbing handfuls of each other’s hair and stumbling around the backyard.
Sally had worn some white blouse tied in a knot below her breasts, exposing her flat tummy, and denim short shorts. Her dirty blonde hair was just above shoulder length but my sister seemed to focus on that exposed midriff as Heather swung Sally back and forth by her hair before she drove a punch into her opponent’s belly button.
“Hit her again, honey!” I heard our mother’s nasally voice shout loud enough that she had to have been standing next to dad recording the fight. I didn’t hear what Sally’s mom said after Heather got two more good belly punches that made the blonde cover up but mom shouted that it was fair in a catfight. Part of me hoped this would turn into a dual mother-daughter brawl, but the other woman looked too intimidated to try and get in my mom’s face.
Instead the two women cheered the two teens on as Heather grabbed Sally’s blouse. She tore the front open, exposing the blonde’s tan colored bra, and swung her by it until Sally slipped and fell onto the grass. Heather was already pulling Sally up by her hair, while my older sister continued to swear at her opponent, as she slapped the blonde.
That’s when I winced when I saw Sally shoot an uppercut between Heather’s legs. It seemed accidental because the blonde didn’t capitalize after the low blow made my sister release her foe’s hair and back up. Heather had both hands holding her twat as she grimaced while the blonde got to her feet. Sally shrugged off her torn blouse and approached my sister.
Heather was able to get an arm up to block Sally’s weak punch, after the blonde lifted my sister’s head by her hair and cocked back her fist. She tried to turn away from Sally’s second punch, after the teen attempted to drill one straight into my sister’s face, but she dragged Heather back after the blow smacked into the brunette’s arm.
“Ugh,” I heard Heather grunt after Sally stopped throwing haymakers and instead held my sister by the hair as the blonde drilled kneelifts into my sister’s stomach. I saw her mother yell something, as she mimed another kneelift, until I realized she meant to squash my sister’s tits. Heather visibly shook after Sally slammed her knee twice into her big jugs, the second one knocked her right boob out of the blue bikini top.
“Ahh! Bitch!” Heather swore, her voice cutting over the din of the two mothers shouting advice. Sally dragged my sister by the hair with one hand, keeping her bent over so Heather could only slap blindly around the blonde’s legs. She reached under to dig her nails into her opponent’s exposed titty. Heather had her boob twisted while she tried to pry Sally’s hand from her melon until she shot her own fist out.
“Ohh,” the blonde groaned after my sister drove her fist into her foe’s crotch. Sally stumbled back when Heather snapped upright and started to fuck her opponent up. I heard her cursing loudly between gritted teeth as my sister shot a kick into Sally’s stomach before she grabbed two handfuls of her blonde hair. I audibly laughed when I heard Sally scream while Heather swung the teen by her hair in a circle like a shot put.
“Ahhh!” Sally squealed after her feet left the ground before Heather let go. She marched across the backyard to retrieve the blonde when Sally’s mother made a step towards my sister. “Get back, bitch, unless you want some too,” I heard Heather growl at the older woman as she stormed past the chubby milf. Sally was still lying on the grass when my sister punted the blonde in the stomach as she laid on her side.
“Oomph,” the teen groaned as Sally curled into a ball before my sister continued to rain down epithets and slaps to the prone blonde. She reached down and tugged off Sally’s jean shorts, exposing the teen’s white thong, before my sister grabbed her opponent’s ankles. “Say goodbye to your pussy, bitch,” Heather said before she stomped her heel down on the other girl’s crotch. Sally wailed and rolled around on the grass. I briefly heard her mother ask something sheepishly when my mother’s voice came blaring over the tv speakers.
“She didn’t submit so the fight isn’t over yet,” she said. We never really had a throw in the towel policy and were allowed to fight until we were unconscious. I watched Heather have to grab Sally by her hair, since she was still rolling on the grass and swearing at my sister. She pulled the blonde into a sitting position by her hair when Sally reached out to claw up Heather’s exposed breast again.
“Fucking dyke!” my sister exclaimed as I watched the blonde’s sink her nails into Heather’s boob. The orb ballooned obscenely under the pressure of Sally squeezing. Heather winced in agony until she shot a punch into the blonde’s face. She immediately let go of my sister’s tit to cover her face with both hands. I didn’t realize how strong my sister’s punch was until Heather used a handful of Sally’s hair to crank the blonde’s head back.
Sally made a series of loud grunts when Heather slammed her fist into her opponent’s tummy twice. The blonde lowered her hand to protect her midsection and I could see spots of red on Sally’s face. Heather sent a punch to the blonde’s smaller B cup breast, pancaking the boob against Sally’s chest. My sister sent repeated punches to her foe’s tits before she knocked them both out of the bra cups.
It looked like Heather was going to deliver a finishing blow to Sally’s jaw but the blonde reached between my sister’s legs. Heather jumped back as if a snake had bitten her but it looked like Sally’s fingernails had dug into her foe’s pussy. My sister shrieked and attempted to back up but the blonde’s arm was attached to her. They both lost their footing and fell together on the grass with Sally on top.
“Get her Sally,” I heard the teen’s mom shout, this was the first time I had clearly heard her name. It sounded like there was more, like it might’ve been Sally Ann or something, but either way I watched the blonde tear away my sister’s bikini bottom, exposing Heather’s trimmed bush. The two girls squealed while they resumed slapping each other after Heather had been able to grab a handful of the blonde’s hair and pull her in close.
That’s when it looked like my sister took back control after they rolled onto their sides and I saw my sister’s long legs wrap around Sally’s ribs. They continued shouting swears at each other while still yanking each other’s hair and slapping. Sally yanked up Heather’s blue bikini top and grimaced when the blonde began crushing and twisting my sister’s big boobs.
It looked almost over for Heather as she tried to weather the tit mauling and poured on the pressure to her scissors, in an attempt to make Sally submit, when the blonde changed to an underhanded grip that dug her nails deep into my sister’s breast flesh. Sally pushed Heather onto her back after my sister screamed in pain from the clawing and lost her hold on the body scissors.
“Do you quit, bitch,” I heard Sally shout over my sister’s thrashing. The blonde had tried to push her advantage and was kneeling on my sister’s right side when my sister reached up to claw Sally’s pussy. Despite their bodies being so close, I have to congratulate my old man on capturing the image of my sister’s nails curling to dig through the blonde’s thong to claw up her opponent’s cunt.
“Waaaah,” I heard her bellow as her twat must’ve been on fire with how Heather was now the one sitting up to push the blonde back. Sally tried to close her legs but my sister just sent a few punches from her left into the blonde’s midsection again. Even on the video I could see the bruises that had begun to form on Sally’s tummy, not to mention the dark furrows on my sister’s boobs.
“How you like it, bitch,” Heather shouted as she grabbed Sally’s hair when the blonde tried to roll away. My sister landed on top of the skinny teen and pressed her bare boobs over Sally’s face while she pinned the blonde to the grass. Nobody counted the pin, presumably because it was meant to be a submission only match, but Heather converted the hold to a finisher.
“Submit you dyke,” Heather barked after she slid her thighs around Sally’s legs, spreading the blonde in a grapevine. Her thong had been partially torn off so dad had a perfect frame of the other girl’s shaved pink pussy, especially when Heather used one arm to keep Sally’s face trapped between her big balloons so my sister could reach between their bodies.
“Mmmph,” Sally’s screams were muffled by Heather’s tits in the smother as the brunette reached a hand between the teens so she could resume clawing her opponent’s gash. I saw the blonde’s legs tremble, as she tried to escape the grapevine, but she didn’t have any leverage to buck Heather off. With her hands free, she attempted to pull my sister off by her long dark hair but Heather countered this by using her fingernails like a cheesgrater on Sally’s snatch.
“That’s it!” I heard my mother shout after Sally’s hand left my sister’s hair to instead slap the grass animatedly. My parents cheered but, while Heather did release the grapevine and smother, she instead slid up in like a schoolgirl pin. “Eat me, slut,” it sounded like she said. Heather had a handful of Sally’s hair as she lifted the blonde’s head up off the grass and pushed her opponent’s face against her crotch.
“Do it bitch,” I heard my sister shout angrily. She slapped the side of Sally’s head but looked up when the teen’s plump mother made a step towards Heather. My sister’s head snapped up after Sally’s mom said something, I think she was trying to tell Heather the match was over and to let her daughter up, when my sister shouted at the older woman. “No! This bitch was telling everyone I’m a dyke but I’m going to prove she’s the fuckin’ rug muncher here,” it sounded like Heather said, as she once more commanded Sally to eat her out.
“Aiee,” the blonde shrieked when my sister reached back to dig her nails in Sally’s smaller boob. “How’s that feel, fucker,” Heather exclaimed. She ordered the blonde to lick her out or she’d tear Sally’s titty off. There were a tense few moments that seemed to linger forever until Heather sighed with pleasure. She released Sally’s breast to tease her own stiff nipple.
“Play with yourself, you dirty fuckin’ dyke,” Heather said sharply. She still held a fistful of the blonde’s hair, to guide Sally’s mouth around her snatch, before Heather slapped her defeated opponent and reiterated her demand. I saw dad move around with the camera to capture the sight of Sally’s tongue lapping at my sister’s folds while the blonde had one hand between her own legs.
“Lick faster, slut,” Heather gasped as she began to grind her bush against Sally’s face. I heard the blonde moan after she sped up her own fingering, like she was getting off on the domination, until Heather pistoned her hips back and forth. “Ohhh godd, lick it bitch, you like that pussy,” Sally made a muffled response as her own legs trembled. She arched her hips up, I couldn’t see well but it looked like she was using two fingers to fuck herself, after Heather took two handfuls of the blonde’s hair to pull Sally’s face tighter against her crotch.
“Fuck, fuck, yes…ohhhh shit,” Heather groaned as both she and Sally seemed to cum around the same time, unless the loser was spasming from lack of air. She took a big breath after Heather got up, her legs wobbled, while Sally laid there with her face shiny from my sister’s juices.
The last thing I heard was mom telling the other woman to get that trash out of here as she told my sister she had a good fight before the video cut off. I vaguely remembered seeing this girl but thought she had been part of that trio of girls that would occasionally come over to hang out with my sister. I can only infer this was a stable of submissives she kept after beating them, unless this fight was after a falling out they had. Either way I may not have always liked my bitchy older sister but it was nice to see her get a victory for once.
The End
