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Tag Team Turmoil
By Wolfboy
Mother & Daughter
vs Aunt and Niece in a tag match with consequences
Emma was next due in action for a scheduled rematch with
Helen Cook, an experienced catfighter who had helped Emma with her strategy
prior to her last match with her American nemesis Sara. Helen had got back in
touch a couple of weeks prior to the bout suggesting a tag match incorporating
her niece Katarina as her tag partner. Emma had agreed to that, and had asked
her mum Debbie if she would tag up with her for the match. Although not a
regular fighter now, Debbie was in fighting shape still, and she jumped at the
chance to join the match. It certainly wasn’t going to be a fight for the faint
hearted though, a rules discussion between both parties had revealed a
preference for a no referee tornado tag team bout where the loser of a fall
would be eliminated. When the fight reached 2 on 1 status, the team with the
numerical advantage would have to tag in and out. With no referee though, some
liberal double teaming was more or less guaranteed, accepted by both sides in
fact, confirming that winning that first fall would be vital to either teams’
chances. With no referee, it had been agreed that no holds would be barred and
the winning team would get to enjoy their way with the losing team to their
hearts content at the conclusion of the match.
Still, it promised an intriguing battle between two
family teams. Debbie and Emma held the overall experience advantage and Emma had
been impressive recently. Helen was also an experienced fighter and while Kat
was the least experienced of the four women, she was no slouch on the mats
either. The venue was again to be Helen’s beach house in Cornwall on a pleasant
early summer Friday evening. The sun setting over the sea just as the action in
the house promised to heat up considerably. Both teams would be seconded for the
bout; Debbie and Emma by me, Helen & Kat by Kat’s mother Rebecca who had elected
to appoint herself the ring announcer now as both teams stood waiting on the
mats.
‘This is a lingerie tornado tag team elimination match.
No ref, no rules and no time limit. If one of you submits, you are out of the
match and will be tied to a chair in your teams’ corner. Two submissions to win
the bout and there is an unlimited domination period at the end of the match.’
She said, checking that all parties were OK with the rules. ‘So, on my right is
the visiting team of Emma & Debbie. Emma is 36 years old, 5 feet 10 inches,
170lbs, 40E-28-38 with 47 wins and 15 losses. Debbie is 54 years old, 5 feet 6
inches, 149lbs, 36D-27-37 with 27 wins and 12 losses.’ Both Debbie and Emma
stripped off long black robes to reveal complimentary but not quite matching
lingerie sets. Black lace bra and thong with sheer black holdups for Emma, while
Debbie wore a black lace basque and thong with suspender belt and black sheer
stockings. ‘Their opponents on my left are the home team, Kat and Helen’ she
continued ‘Kat is 26 years old, 5 feet 6 inches, 147lbs, 36C-25-37 with 28 wins
and 16 defeats. Helen is 46 years old, 5 feet 9 inches, 158lbs, 38D-27-39 with
30 wins and 17 losses.’ It was clear to me that Kat had been a busy fighter
since her first meeting with Emma, gaining vital experience. As the two home
fighters stripped their robes off, they revealed more contrasting lingerie
choices; Helen in a simple pair of black satin boy shorts and matching bra with
black fishnet holdups while Kat wore a silver and pink thong, matching cami top
and black fence net hold ups.
Now the two sets of women stood face to face on the mats,
seemingly paired up for the vital first fall. Debbie stood chest to chest with
the young blonde Kat. Emma and Helen similarly eyeballed each other, proud
breasts already testing the others before the action finally began, Kat slapping
Debbie in the face while Emma and Helen were straight into each other’s hair.
Debbie responded, stinging Kat with a slap of her own before they too locked up
in the others hair, both pairs of women testing each other out early on. Helen
aimed a knee to the body on Emma, causing her to groan early in pain. Debbie
looked for the straight knee lift to the crotch only for Kat to block with her
thigh and force the off-balance brunette back to one of the sofas that
surrounded the mats. Now Emma felt Helen’s knee again, landing firmly in her
belly and before she had the chance to recover from that, she was lifted and
body slammed by the powerful blonde fighter. Not wanting to give Emma chance to
recover, Helen dropped in behind her, wrapping her strong legs around her head
in a figure four head scissor, securing a double handful of auburn hair to add
to her leverage.
Debbie meanwhile had forced Kat off her, the two of them
falling in an unseemly heap to the mats. Suddenly on top, Debbie took hold of
Kat’s blonde locks, bouncing the back of her head off the mats in attempt to
daze the younger woman. Debbie sprung forward, hoping to secure a face sit only
for Kat to time a bridge to perfection, rolling Debbie off her. As those two
regained their feet, on the other side of the mat, Emma was still trapped in the
punishing head scissors, but she was looking for a way out, clawing at Helen’s
fishnet clad thighs. The blonde was ready for her though, releasing the hair and
delivering a sharp slap to the face before turning the scissors loose and
returning to her feet, a handful of Emma’s auburn hair ensuring that Emma
followed. A short right to the jaw put Emma on her knees drawing a cry of ‘good
work sis!’ from Rebecca in her corner. Meanwhile my eyes were drawn back
momentarily to Kat and Debbie who, one hand tangled in the others hair, were
both furiously slapping at the others body. Helen had Emma trapped now in a
front headlock, quickly pulling her down to the mat on top of her as she wrapped
her thick thighs around Emma’s body in a tight scissor hold. Looking for a
target now, Emma groped Helen’s body, fingers latching on to her right breast
drawing a moan of pain from the blonde.
A squeal from the other side of the mats showed that
Debbie was starting to get the better of Kat with a switch to a standing crotch
claw, her right hand inside the younger blonde’s thong. ‘Bitch!’ Kat moaned as
her mother Rebecca told her to ‘fight her off honey!’ Debbie kept the pressure
up though, looking to force Kat back onto a sofa while Emma clubbed a couple of
right hands into Helen’s body. A crank on the headlock saw Helen take back
control, Emma forced to grab for her arms as she looked to ease the pressure on
the headlock. Debbie though continued her success now, switching to Kat’s hair
before driving a knee into her hard body and throwing her roughly across the
mats. Emma clawed at Helen’s body now as she continued to suffer in her strong
scissor hold but Emma’s resourcefulness saw her rake Helen’s eyes, gaining her
escape. ‘Dirty bitch!’ Rebecca complained from the outside as Helen blinked
furiously trying to clear her vision only to find herself pulled up to her feet
by a rough handful of hair into a bear hug by Emma who showed strength in
lifting her off the mat. Debbie meanwhile threw herself through the air on to
Kat with a full body splash, winding the blonde before she started to move
slowly towards a face sit position on top of her young foe. A howl of pain came
from Hele across the mats as Emma dropped her across her knee in a pussy
pounding atomic drop and as Helen crashed to the mat, clutching her pussy, Emma
set off across the mats to see if she might help Debbie finish Kat off in the
first fall.
It was a clever idea from Emma, two versus one, they
could legally punish the young blonde and perhaps find themselves with the
advantage. As Debbie moved up to complete the face pin, Emma dropped to her
knees, spreading Kat’s legs and easing her thong aside to go for a crotch claw.
Kat’s screams of pain were well muffled by Debbie’s ass which was planted
squarely on her face and as her mother implored her to hang on in there, it
looked very much like a submission was coming. ‘Look out!’ I cautioned, just
took late though as Helen recovered, coming across the mat fast to floor Emma
with a kick across the shoulders. Then grabbing Debbie’s hair, she dragged her
off her niece before planting a foot in Debbie’s belly and monkey flipping her
across the mats. Kat was on her feet now, running towards Helen who lifted her
own partner, slamming her down on top of Emma to wind her and then both blondes
started to work on Debbie. Kat held her arms back while Helen ploughed hard
fists into her body. The last punch caught Debbie flush in the crotch, and as
Kat released her arms, Debbie slumped to the mat, a look of pain writ large
across her face.
The aunt/niece team spotted their chance now, ignoring
Debbie for a moment as they double teamed Emma. Helen lifted her to her feet,
Emma squealing at the burning pain in her scalp before she was lifted for a
slam. Kat knelt though, presenting her knee for Helen to use in delivering a
back breaker before they let Emma drop to the mat. Both were all over her for a
moment now, stomping at her body before a full body splash from Kat saw her
trapped beneath the blonde in a well applied cross pin. ‘Keep that bitch down
baby, make her suffer!’ Rebecca advised from the corner, her daughter heeding
the advice well with a stomach claw while Helen went over to pick up the attack
on a still ailing Debbie. This was a dangerous combination I thought; Kat was
able to control Emma in the cross pin, and I knew that Helen was a very
dangerous fighter. Dragging Debbie part way to her feet, Helen used a knee to
the face to keep Debbie dazed as she dropped back immediately to the mat. The
powerful blonde didn’t leave her there for long though, rolling her on to her
front first to unclasp her basque before using her brunette hair to bring her,
screaming, to her feet as the basque remained on the mat. A double tit maul from
Helen saw Debbie’s cried intensify while Rebecca encouraged Helen to ‘rip her
tits off sis!’ Frankly, it didn’t seem that Helen needed much encouragement
either, twisting viciously before using her grip to throw Debbie hard across the
mats. Emma bridged hard under Kat’s body meanwhile, knowing she had to escape,
and soon enough Kat responded with a clubbing right hand into Emma’s belly. The
bridge was dropped while across the mats, Helen stomped Debbie’s right breast
drawing a shriek of pain from the older woman who rolled away across the mat,
clutching her breast. Emma bridged again, this time Kat clamping a hand down
between her thighs in a pussy claw, and as Emma groaned in frustration, the aunt
and niece team seemed to have things going their way quite nicely now.
Debbie was still on the receiving end from Helen as well,
lifted from the mat and body slammed with authority before the blonde crushed
her to the mats with a big splash. Debbie was winded now, and in some pain as
the aunt and niece team moved in to double team her again. Kat stunned Emma with
a short headbutt to the face, followed up with a punch to the crotch and then
she left her on the mat as the two blondes double teamed Debbie, Helen holding
her arms back while Kat worked her body over with fast left and right hands.
Emma looked to be stirring but Kat put her back down with a low dropkick to the
chest drawing a cry of satisfaction from Rebecca in the corner. It wasn’t
looking good for Debbie either as she was lifted now by both women into a second
double team backbreaker that saw her drop to the mat crying out in pain.
Topless, Debbie was in big trouble as Kat moved in to trap her in a camel clutch
while across the mats, Helen lifted Emma to her feet and into a strong bear hug.
Emma tried to pull Helen’s face into her breasts but feeling Helen’s teeth
nipping at the sensitive breast flesh, she though better, hands going to Helen’s
face instead looking to force her off. It was ineffective in breaking the hold
and meanwhile Debbie was suffering further at the hands of Kat. ‘Work that bitch
over, rip her tits baby!’ Rebecca advised as Kat reached over Debbie’s shoulders
with her trapped in the camel clutch to do exactly that. Debbie howled with
pain, suffering as the young blonde tortured her breasts while putting more
pressure on her back.
‘Give up?’ Kat asked Debbie who gritted her teeth against
the painful breast mauling attack, perhaps hoping that Emma could break free of
Helen’s grip to give her a helping hand. Helen’s attacks were shrewd though,
looking to control Emma for now and give her team the numerical advantage if her
niece Kat was able to put Debbie away. ‘No!’ Debbie replied defiantly, before
yelling out a more desperate sounding ‘Nooooo!’ as Kat added to the pressure on
her back by leaning back even further. Emma finally looked to break free,
shooting a knee into Helen’s body and pushing her arms aside as she looked to
break out and help Debbie. Helen was just too quick for her though, a handful of
long auburn hair bringing Emma painfully to a halt as she crashed to the mat.
Helen was on her quickly in a school girl pin, content to sit on Emma’s breasts
and pin her to the mat. Kat was relishing her role as punisher in chief for her
team now it seemed, releasing Debbie’s tits finally, but only to force her hands
into Debbie’s mouth; a double fish hook camel clutch now punishing the tough
brunette to, and then beyond the point of submission as she finally admitted her
defeat. Kat wasn’t quite done there though as she broke the hold before
stripping Debbie completely and handed her stockings to Rebecca as she dragged
Debbie to the chair in their corner. Rebecca completed the task of tying Debbie
to the chair, using her own stockings to add insult, and now Debbie would be
forced to sit naked watching the two on one attacks of the aunt and niece tag
team.
It appeared that the second fall was immediately underway
too with Emma still trapped beneath Helen in the schoolgirl pin as the blonde
slapped her face hard. ‘Now bitch’ Helen taunted Emma as she slapped her hard
once more ‘we’re going to have some fun with you’. The older of the two blondes
had now moved forward slightly to face sit Emma, content to weaken her with the
smother at the start of fall two. Helen knew that Emma had to strike quickly now
to have any chance of evening the match up and she had no intention of allowing
her to do that. Meanwhile, Kat waited menacingly, looking for her chance to join
in the two on one action. There were no tag rules in place as such but for now,
Kat was content to let Helen dominate the early action. Emma bridged and bucked
beneath her, but the experienced fighter rode those attempts to dislodge her
well, clawing at Emma’s belly button occasionally to drop the bridge and
maintain control.
Sensing that Emma was starting to look like working her
way free though, Kat elected to join in the fray now. Dropping down to pin Emma
by sitting back to back with her aunt, Kat was able to quickly relieve Emma of
her black lace thong and then following a sharp punch low to the belly, the
younger blonde went for a crotch claw. A cry of pain from Emma was muffled
beneath Helen’s crotch, but there was little mistaking the desperation in its
tone. Emma was at the mercy of Helen and Kat and it seemed that right now, they
didn’t intend to show her a great deal of it. Rising off Emma together, both
grabbed a handful of hair and one breast each using those hand holds to force
Emma to her feet. A double headbutt from the two dominant blonde brawlers
quickly left Emma dazed though before aunt and niece joined hands, mowing Emma
down with a running clothesline. Emma sprawled down to the mat where Kat was
quick to lock her up in a side head scissor, adding a loose armbar into the mix
to help her keep control.
‘That’s right baby, punish that bitch!’ Rebecca opined
from the side line while her daughter did exactly that in the ring, punishing
Emma with her strong thighs wrapped tightly around Emma’s head. Emma bridged,
desperately seeking some respite only for Helen’s foot to crash down on her
belly. The bridge dropped, Emma moaning now in pain as Kat continued to punish
her in the scissor. Now Helen dropped to her knees beside Emma, drawing a squeal
of pain from her quickly with a two-handed breast maul. The fabric of Emma’s
black lace bra offering her little if any protection. Helen punched now, her
fist flattening Emma’s breast against her chest painfully before she had Kat
roll so that Emma, still trapped in the powerful scissor hold, was now face down
on the mat. From that position, Helen quickly removed Emma’s bra, throwing it
from the mat in Rebecca’s direction.
It was all attack from the two blonde’s who looked to
drag Emma back to her feet again now, each grabbing a hold of her flowing auburn
hair. Emma had heart, it had to be said, punishing Kat with a surprise crotch
punch that dropped the younger blonde to her knees in pain. Helen had the answer
though with a straight punch to the jaw that dropped Emma to the mat. There she
kept her subdued effectively once more, this time with a well applied reverse
face sit. An effective move, Helen knew she could slowly but surely weaken Emma
before perhaps looking to finish her off. It also brought Kat time to get back
into the match, so that the blondes would regain their two on one advantage.
Emma writhed frantically beneath Helen, desperate now to escape quickly if she
were to have any chance in the match. The experienced blonde rode Emma expertly
though, never budging from her perch on her face until Kat rejoined the fray,
the younger blonde quickly repaid Emma for the crotch shot as well, spreading
her legs and delivering a cruel knee drop to the pussy as Helen rose from the
face pin. Emma cried out in pain, but Kat showed little mercy as she now
followed up with a falling headbutt to the crotch.
Emma tried to roll clear of the attack straight into
Helen who cruelly dragged her to her feet by her long auburn hair. There, the
experienced blonde fighter wrapped Emma up in a standing abdominal stretch. The
pro wrestling move was effective as Helen grabbed a handful of breast while she
stretched and torqued Emma’s body, and Kat took that as her chance to dish out
some more punishment too. Measuring Emma for hard straight body punches while
Emma kept her upright. Each punch sunk home into Emma’s belly, driving the air
from her body as she gasped and groaned in pain. ‘Nice baby!’ Rebecca cooed from
her corner as Kat finished off her assault with a crotch punch before Emma was
allowed to slump to the mat by Helen. ‘Finish the big bitch off!’ was the
instruction from Rebecca as the two blondes waited patiently, standing over
Emma. Again, she looked fruitlessly to fight back, a weak punch to Helen’s body
before she put down any resistance with a chopping right hand to the jaw of a
kneeling Emma.
Now the blondes punished Emma down on the mat, Kat
pinning her to the mat in a text book cross pin with added breast maul while
Helen casually put the boot in, stomping Emma’s body a few times. Satisfied they
had quelled the final bit of resistance now, Helen took the chance to relieve
Emma of her stockings before Kat dragged her to her feet by the hair. Two knees
to the body from Kat, delivered in almost a Muay Thai style clinch, further
weakened Emma who was unsteady on her feet, naked and in big trouble against the
very effective aunt and niece tag team. They conferred for a split second before
Helen lifted Emma, dropping her stomach first across Kat’s knee in an inverted
back breaker. Emma rolled to the mat, gasping for air, but Helen was on her
immediately using the hair to pull her to her feet in a standing crotch claw.
Emma cried out in pain from that hold, forced up on tip toes before Helen
converted it to a lift and slam on the centre of the mats, the blonde brawlers
knew that they now had Emma right where they wanted, but they still had to put
her away. Now Kat took her turn, pulling Emma to her feet before a kick to the
stomach doubled Emma up. The younger woman took the chance to secure a standing
head scissor now, levering Emma’s arms up her back before forcing her to the mat
face first. Emma was dazed and Kat and Helen spotted their chance for the
finishing move. Rolling Emma to her back, Kat wrapped her legs around her head
in a tight figure four head scissor hold, quickly adding a hand smother to the
mix. Meanwhile Helen spread Emma’s legs, planted her knee squarely in Emma’s
pussy before breast and stomach claws were applied. It was all over now surely,
Emma’s sobs of pain growing weaker by the moment as the two on one beating took
its toll. There was no asking for submission though by the blondes, they wanted
the knockout, Rebecca taking it on herself after a few more seconds to check
Emma’s arms. Letting it drop to the mat three times, she quickly declared that
Kat and Helen were the winners. ‘Now you get to dominate these two bitches
however you see fit girls’ she added before heading in my direction.
‘We need to make sure you don’t get involved dear’ she
told me as she sat next to me on the sofa.
‘I know the rules’ I told her as I saw Kat and Helen both
strip naked before Kat started to untie Debbie from the chair. ‘You don’t need
to worry about me.’
‘Well, just in case’ Rebecca smirked at me before
hitching her skirt up slightly and trapping me in a body scissor there on the
sofa. ‘Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you’ she purred seductively in my ear, ‘but
you’re going nowhere.’
There was little to do other than watch the domination
action unfold. With Emma still out of it, Kat dragged Debbie from the chair by
her hair, slapped her face hard and then body slammed her to the mat. Then the
blonde dropped in for a naked face sit, telling Debbie to ‘eat me bitch!’.
Debbie complied, her tongue hungrily probing Kat’s pussy as the young blonde
began to moan in pleasure. Meanwhile, Helen had returned to the mat now wearing
a strapon and she quickly dropped to her knees, forcing Debbie’s legs around her
shoulders before she started to probe Debbie’s sex with it, teasing her before
finally thrusting the full length of the strapon in to her. Now Debbie moaned
with a combination of ecstasy and struggling for breath beneath Kat who pushed
herself harder onto Debbie’s face.
Rebecca reached her arm around me, slipping her hand
inside my shorts to stroke my admittedly already rock-hard cock now as well.
‘Mmmmmm, somebody likes what they’re watching don’t they?’ she purred before
adding ‘naughty boy’ as the action continued on the mats. It was hard to say who
came first to be honest. Kat was absent mindedly playing with her own breasts on
top of Debbie before she started to scream in orgasm, her juices covering
Debbie’s face as the brunette herself screamed out her pleasure from beneath
her, her body shuddering from Helen’s expert attentions. Then she went quiet
beneath Kat, evidently fucked unconscious by the blondes. I felt myself
approaching that point too, but Rebecca stopped, content it seemed to tease me
as Helen and Kat turned their attentions to Emma. Kat pulled Emma to her knees
by the hair, holding her there as Helen forced the strapon in to her mouth,
making her taste her mother’s pussy as she roughly fucked Emma’s mouth, making
her gag. Meanwhile, Kat started to work Emma’s breasts as well from behind,
adding please to the mix for Emma who was still in a dazed state from the match.
‘Mmmmmm’ Rebecca breathed in my ear ‘they’re very
impressive as a team, aren’t they? We’re even better as a threesome though.
Maybe you should join in next time. I’ll wrestle you, but you’ll have to dress
up like a little bitch for me to make it fair.’ She told me.
I had to admit that the idea of joining these amazons on
the mats appealed in some way to me. Rebecca knew it too I sensed as she started
to work my cock once more as Kat and Helen prepared their final humiliation for
Emma and Debbie. As Kat started to put on a strapon of her own, Helen dragged
Emma towards Debbie, before using a sleeper hold to subdue her again. Then she
positioned Emma face first in Debbie’s crotch before pinning the older woman in
a simple schoolgirl pin. Now Kat took Emma from behind, strapon ploughing into
her as Kat slapped her ass cheeks while she roughly fucked her, in her already
aroused state, Emma was quick to explode in orgasm from Kat’s enthusiastic
fucking while I continued to be teased by Rebecca on the sofa. ‘You’re the only
one who doesn’t get to cum today’ she told me ‘but if you step on to the mats
with me next time Steve, I guarantee that you will then; just before you submit
to me’ she purred before breaking her scissor hold on me.
Kat and Helen were satisfied that they had stamped their
dominance on Emma and Debbie enough now too, rising off them as they embraced
naked over them. The sight on the mat was pretty unique; Debbie naked and flat
out on her back, her face glistening with Kat’s cum all over it while Emma was
flat out on her front, Kat’s hand prints visible on her ass cheeks while her
face rested in Debbie’s crotch. The three blondes left the room, satisfied with
their work, and meanwhile, it was down to me to revive my two fighters and get
them back together.
There were no hard feelings though after the match once
the women had all showered and recovered. There was no doubt Debbie and Emma
were a little sore and felt the pain of their defeat. ‘You beat us fair and
square though’ Emma told the blondes ‘and we knew the consequences’ she added.
‘That’s right’ Debbie added ‘and I haven’t had that much
fun in years’ she laughed, a mischievous glint in her eye.
As we left, there was a loose agreement in place for some
sort of 3 on 3 match to happen with Rebecca and I joining in the fun next time,
I couldn’t deny that I was keen on the idea of getting to grips with the three
blondes, particularly Rebecca. Emma wasted no time in bringing me back to earth
a little though on the journey home. ‘You might need a bit of training first
Steve’ she laughed ‘I mean, remember that time you took mum on….’
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