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By Stone Kidman
Henry was in the ring across from his aunt Kendra he thought she looked incredibly hot, even for her age; especially to the scrawny eighteen year old. She wore a skimpy light blue string bikini that barely held in her 36D tits. Her long dark hair hung down to her shoulders, with some curl at the tips.
At 5'9" she was just a little shorter than her skinny nephew but she eyed the boys nervous boner. She felt her own pussy tingle at the sight of that thick banana twitching in the boys yellow speedos. She was giving him an introductory match into their family's sexyfight league to see if he could handle a real match.
They circled when she went to lockup in a collar and elbow hold, the one his aunt had shown him earlier. She felt him try to push her from behind but she was stronger, her body toned and fit.
"It's okay to pull hair, remember Henry," she stated matter-of-factly, to remind her nephew that some holds that would be considered cheating were okay in a family match.
"Oh right," Henry grunted and used a hand that had been locked behind his aunt's neck to yank a fistful of her dark hair. Kendra grunted as she enjoyed the feeling of having her hair pulled while her nephew yanked her head back.
"You can pull harder, Henry," Kendra said. "You don't have to be gentle, this is a wrestling match," she grunted. The burnette gasped a little at the pleasure as her nephew pulled harder, craning her neck back at a painful angle; Kendra bit her lip to keep from moaning.
Henry pulled her hair harder, making Kendra wince as he pushed her back into the ropes; her neck stretched over the top rope by her hair as she pushed his palm against his cheek. He seemed unsure of what to do next as they just stood there, though she could feel the tip of his cock poking against her firm tummy.
"Remember Henry, ugh," she grunted as he kept tugging her hair like a leash, cranking her neck back more. "You can slap but, ugh, open palm," she was talking through gritted teeth as he pulled her hair so much that she was standing on her tiptoes against the ropes.
"Like this, aunt Kendra," Henry says and slapped her across the cheek, with the hand wasn’t pulling her hair; making her gasp with pleasure.
"Yes Henry thats a good boy, but you don't have to be formal. It's okay to talk trash to an opponent during a match; feel free to even call them dirty names," she said as Henry slapped her across the face again.
"Mmm, good boy," she moaned huskily, "and don't forget the moves I taught you," she reminded him.
"Shut up bitch," Henry said as he slapped her again then turned, pulling her by the hair. He flung Kendra over his shoulder, in a hairmare as she landed on the mat with a loud thump. He picked her up again, still with a fistul of her dark hair in one hand and the other hand he was squeezing her breast through her bikini top,
The shock of having her nephew roughly grab her tit and lift her up by it gave Kendra have a very small orgasm, as a shiver ran up her body. Henry lifted his aunt up and body slam her to the mat; the shock of her back hitting the canvas again was ecstasy. She felt the air rush out of her as Henry stomped on her tummy before he backed up and to knee drop his aunt's breast; grinding on it beneath the blue bikini top.
Kendra pounded the mat as she had to grit her teeth to keep from screaming out joy as the pain made her nipples erect.
Henry slapped her across the face twice before lifting Kendra's head up by her long dark hair just to continue slapping her back to the mat.
"You like that, bitch?" he asked, pulling her hair up to receive another slap across her face.
"Mmm ya, you gonna make me your bitch, Henry?" Kendra purred like a kitten.
He pulled Kendra up by her hair again, slapped her four times, backing her up into the corner. He went to irish whip her across the ring but spun around so she crashed chest first into the turnbuckles. Her newphew rammed her face into the top pad then spun her around and gave her a snap suplex.
Kendra arched up off the mat; her eyes closed in pain, holding her lower back as her mouth was an O shape of enjoyment. Henry was right there to put the boots to her, kicking the brunette in her back enough to make her roll over onto her stomach. He straddled her and pulled Kendra up on all fours by her hair. Henry locked his hands under her chin and bent back, locking his sexy aunt in a camel clutch. She grunted as it felt like she was being broken her in half Henry would let go with one hand to slap her across the face, making her cheeks burn red.
He reached down and grabbed both of Kendra's tits, squeezing and pulling on them like handles. "Oh fuck!" Kendra gasped as Henry dug his fingers into her breasts, kneading them roughly. He twisted them in his grasp, as though he were turning the faucet on in a shower. He could hear his aunt meekly crying little sobs but she was biting her lip to keep from screaming out; she wanted to cum so badly. She loved the pain not to mention having her breasts abused and treated so roughly.
"You like that, slut?" Henry barked and released one of his aunt's orbs to slap her across the face with a loud crack. He switched to pulling her hair so her neck was craned back, making it able for the pair to look each others eyes.
"I asked do you like that slut?!" he reiterated only louder and spat in his aunt's face for emphasis. Kendra only smiled, her eyes closed shut from the loogie her nephew had shot onto her face.
"Yes," she said softly, smiling wide as a wicked cat; a cat who was thoroughly enjoying her punishment.
"Speak up bitch, I can't hear you," he switched to pulling her long dark hair with one hand and his right hand was absolutely crushing Kendra's breast in his fist.
She lost her breath momentarily from the pleasure this gave her and she squeaked out another meek "...yes."
He got up and gave her two haremares then, as he pulled Kendra to her feet on wobbly legs, he slapped her across the face again and asked if she still liked it; once more she smiled wide nodding, her head--what little she could with Henry holding her hair.
He shot a punch to her firm tummy that bent her over; her nephew picked Kendra up and dropped her across his knee in a mean backbreaker. He held her there, one hand pulling her hair and his other punching Kendra in the stomach, aiming at her belly button. She took three blows before he switched to squeezing her tits again and the other slid into her bikini bottoms.
As soon as Henry touched her clit, Kendra exploded in a series of violent shakes as her orgasm rocked her body. Henry shoved Kendra off his knee, almost disgusted, then crept over and straddled her chest. He pulled off what remained of her bikini top and started slapping his aunt's bare tits. Her body twitched with every blow but she looked almost unconscious from her orgasm. She lay there until Henry pulled out his thick cock. "You ready to serve me, bitch?" he slapped her across the face, only lighter this time.
"Yes sir, make me serve you," Kendra moaned softly; still somewhat out of breath. He wasn't long, maybe six inches, but incredibly thick as Kendra tried not to gag while Henry pinned her wrists to the mat; hovered over her face and buried his meat inside her mouth. She did her best to breath through her nose as he pounded her mouth until he sat up quickly, pulling Kendra by her hair as she crawled on all fours while she followed Henry to the corner. He leaned against it and told her to finish him off with her big tits.
She sandwiched her firm jugs around his pole and sucked the head as she tit-fucked her nephew until Henry moaned and squirted several streams of his hot jizz across Kendra's face, which she quickly lapped up greedily after wrapping her lips around the tip to swallow his load.
She knew he was not only ready for their family league but she hoped he would soon take her as his second, which not only held a lot of responsibilities but also the privilege of dressing what she hoped would be her new master.
