This latest video started off strong but was really brutal to watch. It began without any introductions or fanfare, just my older sister Heather in an outdoor wrestling ring. I recognized two of my uncles, each standing on the apron by a corner, while a third uncle was in the ring getting a knee to the nuts when he tried to lockup with my sister. His back had been to me so I didn’t recognize Uncle Danny from his receding hairline at first until he went down, clutching his family jewels, while it seemed like his brother in law, Uncle Bruce, shouted advice from his corner.
All three men were in their briefs, Bruce stuck out since he was the tallest at 6’02” and had on a pair of navy blue speedos that made him look as though he was wearing nothing since he was a fit 175 pounds, with lightly hairy chest and legs, but still had all of his light brown hair on his head. This was in contrast to my two other uncles, whom I was related to by blood; Uncle Danny, who laid curled in a fetal position on the mat, was 5’07” while Uncle Jimmy, the third man in the match, was 5’06”, with each wearing tighty whitey underwear since it was the 1980’s, judging by the backyard.
My grandmother on my father’s side had a large backyard, maybe an acre or two, out in the country, so on big holidays or birthday barbecues, they’d setup the full size wrestling ring and hold matches; weather permitting. She sold the house years later so I knew these could only have occurred during that period, when my older sister was eighteen while I guessed my uncles were ten to twelve years older than Heather, as she was my mother’s first daughter from a prior marriage.
“Get your ass up, bitch,” Heather’s nasally voice echoed across the backyard. The way the tape began so abruptly, with how Heather had been positioned, it looked like she and our uncle had locked up when she presumably kneed him in the nuts. She leaned down and slapped him across the face twice before my older sister grabbed a handful of Danny’s thinning dark brown hair before she pulled his head between her thighs.
“Come on, Danny,” I heard uncle Bruce yell from his corner, clapping in support as uncle Jimmy shouted from his corner as well. “Pivot out, buddy,” Bruce clapped as I watched Danny’s face turn red. Heather had been quietly talking trash, calling Danny a pussy bitch, while she squeezed him in her headscissors. Grandma’s backyard was quite large and, because it was outside, there was a lot of wind on the tape, obscuring the audio. That’s why I couldn’t make out what Jimmy was trying to say until he kept waving his brother over near his corner. My uncle Danny floundered on the mat but managed to drag my sister as he crawled on his hands and knees near enough for Jimmy to reach through the ropes.
“Hey! What the f—,” Heather shouted in surprise after our Uncle Jimmy grabbed two handfuls of her shoulder length jet black hair and yanked her head out between the ropes. He stepped two feet down onto the grass and used his grip on my sister’s hair to choke Heather over the bottom rope. She of course lost her grip on the headscissors as her legs flailed about until Danny recovered and turned the favor by punt kicking the teen between the legs.
“You got ‘er, Dan,” Bruce nonchalantly clapped from his corner, after Jimmy released the choke. My sister had snapped back into the ring like a rubber band but while one hand clutched her throat, the other held her undoubtedly sore twat. “Paybacks a bitch ain’t it,” I heard Jimmy say, after he climbed back on the apron, as dad moved around the ring near his brother to capture the action. Danny had pulled Heather to her feet by her hair before he whipped my sister into the corner by Bruce.
He wrapped a muscular arm around the teen’s neck from his spot outside, he mumbled something in her ear that I’m sure wasn’t nice, but mainly held Heather in place as Danny charged in and drove his shoulder into my sister’s stomach. I half wondered if this was some handicap tag match, but wondered why Danny didn’t just let Bruce in for a turn, as instead my shorter uncle allowed his brother in law to hold Heather upright as Danny unloaded with a series of punches to my sister’s soft abdomen. I saw Heather’s legs wobble after a dozen or so blows had driven the air out of her but then Uncle Danny pulled up her black bra before he began sucking on her titties.
“You enjoying that, slut,” Bruce said. He had removed his arm from her throat, once Heather had been sufficiently weakened by Danny’s punches. He took a handful of Heather’s dark hair and tilted her head to the side to shove his tongue in her mouth, French kissing her deeply. Bruce’s other hand reached through the ropes to knead Heather’s boob, the one Danny wasn’t sucking on. Finally my shorter uncle backed away and shot one more punch at Heather’s belly button. The shock made her double over, holding her sore tummy, and Danny wrapped his arm around my sister’s head, while it looked like she was bowing as she struggled to catch her breath, and grabbed the front of her black thong before he lifted the teen up for a vertical suplex.
The resounding boom when Heather’s back hit the mat sounded like a bomb going off. I don’t remember that ring being very padded so it’s like being slammed on solid wood. Her eyes were wide while her mouth opened and shut like a fish out of water. Danny got up and laughed, saying how a slut like my sister always had her dick suckin’ lips open for a stiff pecker. He inexplicably sat down on my sister’s chest, while she was laid out on the mat, and fished his hard cock out of his tighty whiteys. Danny took a handful of Heather’s hair and pulled my sister’s head up off the mat so he could fuck her face. She must’ve had the wind knocked out of her or something because though she struggled, her arms just wiggled about helplessly as Danny’s fat six inch rod thrust in and out of her mouth.
“Mmm,” she moaned after our uncle reached back and slid a hand into Heather’s panties. Dad moved around the ring to get a closer shot to show Danny had two fingers pumping in and out of my sister’s pussy. It wasn’t long until Heather emitted a muffled squeal and arched her hips up.
“Knew you were a real slut like your mother,” Danny laughed. He pulled his cock out of Heather’s mouth, allowing her a chance to gasp fresh air, as Jimmy stepped through the ropes. It seemed like my sister’s orgasm enabled my uncles to tag in as the two of them pulled Heather up off the mat. Despite having just came, my sister got up fighting. She quickly raked her nails in Jimmy’s eyes, he cried out in pain and when he turned away, Heather shot an elbow back at Uncle Danny, who had been behind her. It landed in his stomach and backed him up, which gave Heather a chance to kind of clothesline our short uncle.
She grabbed her bra, which still dangled across her chest after Danny had just pulled it up when he sucked on her boobs earlier, and used it to tie Danny’s wrists to the bottom rope. She did a quick tie, so it wouldn’t hold long but while he was down, she slid between his legs. He was still hard from face fucking her a minute ago so my sister resumed sucking Danny, giving him a sloppy blowjob as she stroked his meat and milked out his load all over his tighty whiteys.
“Oh Dan, you’re out for now,” I heard dad say behind the camera. I wasn’t sure if this meant eliminated or merely if Heather made the guys cum that acted as tagging out. At either rate, once Danny caught his breath, he freed his wrists from the halfhearted shackles Heather left him in to go stand on the apron, while my sister was busy attacking Uncle Jimmy.
Our other uncle still had his back turned, rubbing his eyes, when Heather came up behind with a clubbing forearm to the back of his neck before she grabbed his dark hair and ran Jimmy’s face into the turnbuckle. I was shocked when she spun our uncle around and shot a good four or five punches at his midsection, which actually seemed to have an effect, since he had a stronger frame than Danny. Neither were as fit as Uncle Bruce, who towered over everyone in the ring, but I didn’t think he’d let my bitchy older sister have her way with him. It seemed like Heather was getting ready to finish him off once she ceased her gut punches and locked her arms around uncle Jimmy’s head, burying his face between her full double D’s.
Jimmy’s arms shot out as it looked like he was fighting a sleeper hold, he marched out of the corner but his hands waved blindly in front of him. “Over here, Jim,” Uncle Bruce called out. He cupped his hands over his mouth to be heard over Heather’s incessant foul mouth as Jimmy stumbled across the ring close enough for his brother-in-law to save him.
“Ugh, motherfucker,” Heather swore after Bruce grabbed a handful of her long hair and pulled my sister off. She let go of her breast smother to try and pry Bruce’s fingers from her jet black locks. Uncle Jimmy’s face was red and sweaty from being trapped between my sister’s boobs for so long.
“I got ‘er, Jim,” Bruce said as he locked Heather in a full nelson. My sister grunted as she tried to escape but his grip was solid and Jimmy was clearly pissed at how close he came to being embarrassed by my sister. “How’s that feel, bitch,” Jimmy yelled after he buried his foot in my sister’s flat stomach. She let out a big gust of air but Bruce continued to hold the teen upright. “Let’s work those funbags,” he grinned, “since you’re so proud of them.” I watched my sister’s face wince and her mouth open to scream silently, but no sound escaped, while Jimmy hammered her melons. He made them bounce back and forth with powerful hooks and flattened them against Heather’s chest with stiff jabs that pancaked the round orbs.
“Oh god!” Heather finally shrieked after several powerful uppercuts to her jugs made my sister’s legs go out. She crumbled to the mat, clutching her chest, as Jimmy just stood over her laughing. “Not so tough now, are you bitch,” he chuckled. Heather called him a cocksucker or something vulgar enough for Jimmy to drag my bitchy sister by her hair over to the corner. For good measure he paid her back by ramming her face into the top turnbuckle before he spun Heather around and flipped her upside down.
Jimmy pulled her thong to the side and I could see Heather’s trim dark bush glistened as our uncle licked her pussy for a minute before he used a couple fingers to drive my sister to a second climax. I presumed this would unlock uncle Bruce but suddenly it was Uncle Danny who stepped back into the ring. “You ready to teach this bitch a lesson?” Jimmy asked after he unhooked Heather’s feet, unceremoniously dumping my sister onto the mat. This time the duo took care not to let the teen catch them by surprise as Jimmy pulled Heather to her feet, one hand in her hair and the other twisting my sister’s arm behind her back like a hammerlock.
“Let me get some payback,” Danny grinned and drove two punches to the brunette’s bare boobs before sending a final one to her breadbasket. She bent in half again, making coughing and gagging sounds, while the two brothers had a blast beating the crap out of my sister. After the punch bent her over, they tucked her head under their armpits and gave her a double suplex. It almost looked like the move knocked her out, as the impact made Heather go limp on the mat with her eyes closed, but she was quickly awoken by Jimmy standing on her hair as he attempted to pull the brunette off the mat by her stiff nipples. Danny moved between her legs to stomp on Heather’s snatch, payback again I suppose, after Jimmy lost his grip on my sister’s chest.
“Ready to make a wish,” Jimmy said to his brother, after he moved around to hold one of Heather’s legs while Danny had the other. The pair fell backwards, making my sister’s scream echo across the back as they gave her a painful split. Heather sat up and clutched her privates, before she called them a couple of motherfuckers, while Danny and Jimmy high fived. She was still on the mat when the two men pulled Heather up with a handful of hair. She was in too much pain to fight back, as Jimmy lifted my sister up, as though for a body slam, before he dropped Heather’s back across Danny’s knee. It was a weird kind of assisted backbreaker but Danny held the brunette in place with a handful of hair while Jimmy rained down punches on Heather’s stomach.
She began to curl up into a ball, but that’s when Jimmy switched to driving his knuckles down, flattening her jugs across her chest. Heather screamed as her proud breasts were covered in bruises, especially after Jimmy backed up into the ropes to get some momentum, until he brought his fists down like hammers; one across her tummy and the other smashed my sister’s right boob. The impact knocked her off Danny’s knee as she laid on the mat, groaning in pain, but continued to call both of our uncles dirty words that the wind made indecipherable on the tape. Next,it was Danny’s turn for fun, as Jimmy rolled my sister over onto her stomach before he sat down on her back.
He lifted the teen’s head off the mat by her hair before he draped her arms over his knees. I saw Heather’s face twist in pain while Uncle Jimmy bent the brunette back in a camel clutch. Danny now had his turn to throw punches and knees at my sister’s big boobs, each blow made her shout or yelp in pain. This went on for over a minute until Heather’s melons started to turn purple in places. That’s when Uncle Jimmy removed his fingers from beneath Heather’s chin and crushed my sister’s jugs in his strong hands. When Heather opened her mouth to scream, Danny pulled his pecker out of his briefs and shoved it into my sister’s mouth.
“That’ll shut her up for a while,” Jimmy laughed as the sounds of her shrieks were muffled by Danny thrusting his fat prick in and out of her mouth. She made gagging sounds as drool dribbled down her chin. He pulled out and called them both a couple of bastards so Jimmy let go of her breasts to instead wrap his arms around Heather’s throat. He abandoned the camel clutch and squatted down on the mat, while he held her in a sleeper hold, as Danny drove kneelifts into her boobs. Her eyes bugged out but she was unable to scream when Uncle Danny smashed her melons until they started to look like deflated balloons.
“Well they’re not much to look at, but they’re still good for something,” he chuckled and slid his cock between my sister’s sore orbs. He titty fucked Heather’s double D’s while she tried to reach up and claw Jimmy’s eyes. He let go of the sleeper and instead rolled onto his back while pulling Heather backwards with a handful of her dark hair. Uncle Jimmy crossed his legs to capture my sister in his headscissors, while Danny twisted Heather’s own legs into a figure four leg lock. I heard all three men laughing and saying something about what a big mouth my sister had, while the teen screamed in agony and cursed at all three men.
She started to squeal like a pig and flail about on the mat once Danny maneuvered his foot so he could grind his heel against Heather’s crotch, while also adding pressure to the figure four, as he pulled himself up on the nearby ropes. Jimmy let go and the pair dragged Heather to her feet by her hair. She clutched her sore leg with one hand and rubbed her snatch with the other before the two older men pushed my sister against the ropes on the far side, away from Bruce. The duo pulled the top and middle rope down, trapping my sister’s arms, so they could have some fun. At first it looked like they wanted to have their way with my sister some more. Jimmy leaned in to suck one boob while Danny sucked on Heather’s right tit. She sighed softly and flinched when Danny’s fingers slid into her thong to finger her pussy.
“Ohhh,” she moaned softly and didn’t resist when Uncle Jimmy moved his mouth up to french kiss my sister. Heather even seemed to roll her tongue around his, from what I could see, after dad moved around the ring. “You like being a slut,” Jimmy asked, after he broke the kiss. He moved his mouth down to suck on Heather’s nipple again after Danny slid my sister’s thong down. He quickly kneeled between her legs and buried his face against her trimmed bush. Her mouth opened to gasp but she didn’t make any noise, just shuddered with pleasure.
“I think a slut like you really needs a lot to get off, isn’t that right, Dann-o?” Jimmy smiled as Heather groaned in frustration when Danny didn’t finish her off with his tongue. The short balding man had my sister’s juices smeared around his mouth and he asked if they should flip a coin. “No, I think I’ll take tails,” Jimmy said with a wink after he grabbed Heather’s thong and pulled it up to give her a painful front wedgie. They then took a step back and gave a double dropkick to Heather’s big boobs, the impact of which knocked her loose from the ropes. She fell to the mat, bawling and holding her sore tits, when Danny used a handful of hair to pull my sister’s head between his legs. Her mouth was pressed against his balls as he whacked his erect cock against her face, after he crossed his legs to trap Heather in a figure four headscissors.
“I hope this hurts you as much as it’ll feel good to me,” Uncle Jimmy said as he spat into his palm before he rubbed his stiff dick. He positioned himself behind Heather, who was bent face down, ass up on the mat, before he pushed himself inside her ass. “Say ‘ahh,’ bitch,” Danny said as he pushed my sister’s mouth onto his cock when she screamed at Jimmy’s penetration. The two brothers used her like fingercuffs, with Jimmy gripping her hips tight while Danny used Heather’s throat. He would reach under to tweak the teen’s nipple while Jimmy would rub Heather’s clit, until my sister began spasming as she came from their vicious assault.
That’s when Bruce stepped in, climbing over the top rope, and told his two brothers-in-law to stop before they finished themselves off. I could see it took a lot of restraint on their part but Bruce was able to kind of elbow Jimmy away before he yanked Heather up off the mat by her arm; freeing her from Danny’s headscissors face-fucking. He whipped Heather into the ropes and lifted his foot up for my sister to run smack into. She hit the canvas like a sack of potatoes, but Bruce was fired up after having to wait for so long. He pulled my sister up by her arm again and drove a knee into her abdomen. The impact made her whole body jump and it looked like her legs gave out but she was still able to call our uncle Bruce a pussy faggot, before she fell to her knees, gasping for air.
“I can’t believe what a bitch you act like despite being such a slut,” he said, almost out of exasperation. Bruce grabbed Heather off the mat and flung her onto his shoulders in a torture rack hold. He crushed her breast with one hand and took a slow walk around the ring, bending my sister over his shoulders as she still continued to scream expletives. He nonchalantly dropped her in the center and mumbled something like, “Let’s finish her off.” Bruce pulled Heather up by her hair, her legs wobbled like jello, before he lifted my sister high above his head in a guerilla presse. After he slammed her, both Jimmy and Danny ran from the ropes on opposite sides and performed some kind of finishing move as Jimmy gave Heather’s prone body a splash while Danny did a leg drop.
It wasn’t over, despite Heather seemingly being knocked unconscious. Bruce pulled off my sister’s thong and sniffed it, saying she smelt like a loser, before he put her head between his legs. He lifted her up for a powerbomb but repositioned her on his shoulders so he could eat her box. I watched my sister’s eyelids flutter as she gasped and moaned, reaching up to grip Bruce’s hair. He ate her until Heather leaned her head back to moan like an opera singer. Her body shook as if she were having a seizure, then Bruce finished and powerbombed my sister into the mat. The whole ring shook from the impact and she appeared unconscious. Still the men were declared the winners of this reverse elimination match and they set about using her. Danny laid on the mat as Jimmy and Bruce draped my sister’s limp body across his. He positioned her so his cock was inside my sister while Jimmy took his place behind Heather once more.
After their rods were stuffed inside her, Heather lifted her head up to moan, before Bruce stood over Danny. He pulled out a skinny nine inch cock and told my sister she better take it all. I saw Heather nod briefly before Bruce shoved his meat in her mouth. All three men took turns fucking my sister’s holes. She seemed to get off on it but each man took a turn with her body, pausing if they came, or just made Heather fluff them while their relative used a different opening. It was probably her worst defeat but it made me wonder if Janey ever had a match like this when they were older.
The End