B-I-L vs S-I-L part 4 by Bill

I was beginning to think that the only person who could beat my sister-n-law, Angela, was I, so long as it was a fair one on one match. Using her friend Stacy, she avenged a loss to me by knocking me out, removing my shorts and doing things I could only dream of doing with her awake. She then bested two girls I found to take her and Stacy on when Stacy’s sister decided to aid her little sis help determine the outcome. And then, to top that off, those same three women connived together to defeat three professionals. Three women who wrestle/catfight for a living. I’m still shocked over the outcome of that one. I didn’t see anywhere else to turn. Maybe those last two defeats were a sign to end this little competition.

Until I got an email from Angela, two weeks after the last match.

Dearest Bill,

I have so enjoyed wrestling with you and your friends, or paid professionals as you might call them. And even more I’ve enjoyed winning and proving my claim that I could beat most any woman. I was wondering if we would be able to continue this game. Sharon and Stacy are just itching to face more women so they can spank and beat them into submission. Any chance you’ve found someone for us to play with?

Let me know, Love Angela

I didn’t know whom to call. I couldn’t afford more pros, and I wasn’t about to ask anyone else at work and ruin another friendship.

Then, oddly enough, I got a call at work from Sheila. I wasn’t able to take the call, so she left a short message and included her email address. After sending her mine she wrote back:

Bill,

Sorry we let you down awhile back. I really thought I could have beaten all three, at least one at a time, but when they ganged up on me, I didn’t have much of a chance. But Mariann and Christy are furious. They’ve never been beaten that badly. And they want a rematch. Now that they know that “anything goes” and so on, they want another chance at those women. Since we are requesting this match, it won’t cost you anymore money, we’ll just drive in the same day and probably home that night. Please let me know if this is doable.

Thanks, Sheila

Gee, another chance to see six good looking women fight it out again, with most likely a bit of vengeance in the team I’ll be rooting for. I thought about it for a second and a half, then replied:

Sheila,

Thanks for the offer, I’ll pass it on to Angela and let you know.

Thanks, Bill

After getting and receiving more emails from Sheila and Angela, we set a date for 5 weeks after their last match. Same place, same times, with a different set of rules. Same elimination format, but this time, all six women would be in the ring together. No tags, so that any double or triple teaming would be expected. Anything goes and no body part is off limits.

4 days before the match, a problem. Angela got word from Stacy and Sharon that a family emergency had come up and they would not be able to participate. I told Angela that I would contact Sheila and her crew and tell them not to come, we would try and set up for another time. Angela wrote back however and said that she would get two partners, or at least one. I passed that info on to Sheila.

2 days before the match, Angela confirmed that she had a partner, but only one. So Sheila told her friends the situation and they simply drew straws to see who would come back to face Angela and her partner. The winners were Christy and Sheila.

Finally, we still had a match set, with different partners, and for the benefit of Angela’s new partner, we’d go back to old tag team rules. One wrestler at a time.

Once again, on the night of the match, Sheila and Christy met me at the entrance to the gym, about 9:45PM. And as before, Angela’s SUV was parked outside, alongside a vehicle that seemed familiar, but not immediately known. Until Susan got out as the ladies and I walked up to the door.

Susan stood a healthy 5’10” tall, highlighted auburn hair hanging a tad below her shoulders. She weighed about 175. She wasn’t thin, or even medium, she was “healthy”, but carried herself well, attractive, and very well endowed with DD cups leading her walk. Susan was Angela’s Mother-n-Law.

As I got to the door I greeted her and asked why she was here. She chuckled and replied, “Oh, I’m here for the same reason as you, just to watch. Angela asked Krissy to be her partner for this thing.” As her sentence trailed off, Susan sized up her daughter and daughter-n-law’s competition.

Christy noticed and said, “don’t worry ma’am, we won’t hurt them too bad. They’ll be able to walk………..tomorrow.” Christy finished with a smile.

Susan smiled and led us through the door. She pointed to the room Angel and Krissy weren’t in, and went to the Gym manager to let her know we were all here.

At 10:10PM, Angela and Krissy came out of their room. Angela surprised me tonight by matching her opponent’s outfits. She came out in a striking black bikini, highlighting her tan and features oh so well. Krissy came out in a gold bikini top, and black bicycle shorts.

Krissy was about 5’8”. Shorter than Angela but similar in build. She had highlighted Auburn/Brown hair like her Mom, but only sported C cups up front. Susan followed them out in the same attire she had before, pullover shortsleeve sweater top, and jeans.

Sheila and Christy came out in their familiar bikinis. Christy wearing yellow, and Sheila wearing blue.

I should explain the what surprised me most about this night was the fact that, or as far as I knew, Angela did not get along with her in-laws. Especially her Mother-n-Law. They knew how she flirted around, flaunted herself at every opportunity, and they even accused her once of cheating on her husband. Angela’s husband was a Mama’s boy, and she was a protective mama. So I was a little shocked to find Krissy teaming with Angela “and” Susan standing in their corner. This would be interesting.

Sheila entered the ring first and pointed to Angela. Angela smiled, turned and asked Krissy if she wanted to start and she replied, “no, let me see how you do it first.”

Angela slipped through the ropes and slowly circled the ring, as did Sheila. When Angela circled past Christy she called out, “Hey sweetie, hope I get to take you out again!”

Christy smirked and shook her head in refute. Sheila lunged first and Angela responded, both women locked up and Sheila came out with Angela in a headlock. She quickly hip tossed Angela to the mat. But Angela rolled and maneuvered to escape, only to be flipped back to the mat. Angela rolled again and pushed Sheila into the ropes, when Sheila came back Angela lifted a knee into her belly doubling the pro over. Sheila rolled to the mat and bounced back to her knees on the other side. But Angela followed, catching the older women off guard and performed a sliding dropkick that knocked Sheila from the ring.

Angela stood in the ring, and admired her handy work. As Susan made her way to Sheila, for what she hoped would be more abuse, Angela turned to Christy and resumed her taunting.

“Your next bitch! After I knock this honey around, me and Krissy are gonna have our way with you, again!”

But outside the ring, Susan was helping Sheila to her feet, and back to the ring. No attack, no cheap shots, just help. As Sheila rolled back in under the bottom rope, Angela turned back around and resumed her assault. She began stomping Sheila on her chest and stomach. When Sheila tried to roll over, Angela kicked her ribs and stomped her exposed back. Close enough to her own corner, Angela reached to Krissy who tagged in and rolled Sheila to her back and covered her for a pin. But I only slapped the mat once before Sheila kicked out. Krissy sat beside Sheila and put a headlock on the downed wrestler. Krissy used the weight of her body to try and hold Sheila down, but eventually, Sheila got to her feet. A worried look crossed Krissy’s face as she saw her advantage disappear. She quickly reached to her corner and tagged Angela’s hand that was resting on the top rope. Shocked, Angela came into the ring and took Sheila from Krissy by the hair. Angela hair tossed Sheila across the ring where she landed near her own corner.

Sheila wisely reached up, and tagged in Christy. When Angela and Christy leaned in to lock up, Christy wisely ducked down and speared Angela around her legs. Christy then sat up and began punching Angela’s stomach. Angela tried covering her belly but Christy then turned her attack to Angela’s face. Once Angela seemed slowed, Christy rose and lifted Angela by the hair, hoisted her above her head and bodyslammed her to the mat. Angela popped up screaming and holding the lower part of her back.

“What’s wrong honey, you don’t like a little pain?” Christy chided.

Angela tried to stand but was quickly kicked back down by Christy. Christy then mounted Angela’s back and locked her fingers under Angela’s chin. Christy pulled back, causing Angela to scream out in pain.

Krissy began calling Angela. “C’mon sis, get over here so I can help! C’mon, crawl over here!”

Angela began using the strength she had left and working her way up to her knees with Christy still on her back. Angela then locked her arms around Christy’s legs and stood, trapping Christy on her back. Something caught my attention in Krissy’s corner, I looked back to Krissy who was now receiving something from her Mom. When Susan backed away, white powder blew through the air. Krissy stood in her corner waiting for Angela. Her left arm extended, her right hand behind her back.

When Angela finally carried Christy over to her own corner, she saw Krissy’s hand extended. She reached for it, but instead of tagging it, Krissy grabbed Angela’s begging hand and held it tight. Sheila then called out from the other side of the ring, “Watch out Christy, she’s got something!”

When I looked at Sheila, I noticed Susan walking away from her with a smile. I was confused. It would soon become clear.

Krissy brought her right hand up and threw a handful of talcum powder into the face of Angela! Some of it got on Christy, but not enough to hurt her. But the bulk of the toss hit Angela square in the face, mostly in her eyes.

Angela screamed out, dropping to her knees, with Christy still on her back. But Christy dismounted Angela noticing the act that had just taken place. Christy backed away from her opponent’s corner as Krissy came through the ropes apologizing to Angela.

“I’m sorry sis, I tried to hit her, but you moved! I’m sorry, I’m real sorry!”

After the last sorry, Krissy grabbed her blinded sister-n-law by the hair, and lifted her to her feet. Angela screamed again as her roots were stretched. Krissy brought her right foot up into Angela’s unprotected crotch. This dropped Angela back to her knees again. Still holding her up by her hair, Krissy drove her knee into Angela chest numerous times. When she seemed winded, Krissy slapped her face several times to revive her. Krissy released Angela’s hair so she could fall to the mat. Angela laid on the floor crying, one hand over her eyes, the other covering her bruised pubic mound.

Krissy still didn’t say a word as she used her feet to force Angela under the ropes and out of the ring. Then the real attack began. Angela’s Mother-n-Law was waiting.

Once on the floor, Angela laid still for what she hoped was a break. But her rest was short lived as she was lifted to her feet by her hair and slapped across the face by Susan. Angela instinctively reached for the hand holding her hair and felt a large ring on the hand.

“Susan?! What are you doing? Oh God!? No!!” Angela cried.

Susan whispered back, “We weren’t gonna say anything, let you think it was them. But since you know, I’ll tell you that were gonna hurt you because of what we know about you. And because we just don’t like you. You’re not good enough for my boy. But if this comes to his attention, just remember, we got to you this time, and we can do it again. And if we have to do it again, we’ll get your other sister-n-law, Missy to help!”

Inside the ring, Sheila and Christy were standing in their corner, watching with shock and excitement over the beating Angela was about to take.

Susan slapped Angela again across the face. Just as she was about to fight back, even with her eyes closed from the powder that was now obviously meant for her, Krissy joined the melee on the floor and got up behind Angela, and pulled her arms behind her back. Susan was then free to attack Angela’s front without delay. Several punches found their targets on Angela’s chest. Her stomach was Susan’s next desire, two punches were followed by two knee lifts.

When Krissy could no longer holdup her bigger sister-n-law, she allowed Angela to sink to her knees. Now kneeling between her attackers and still blind, Angela was in real trouble.

Krissy reached around front and pulled Angela’s top up and over her head, revealing those breasts I’d admired for so long. Krissy then pulled Angela’s arms back again and stepped around them, trapping them between her thighs. Susan resumed her attack from the front. Grabbing Angela’s hair for balance, Susan drove her knee into Angela’s chest several times. Then, the slaps returned, knocking Angela beautiful face from side to side. Once Angela appeared to be fading, Susan ordered Krissy to stand her up. Once up, Susan punted Angela crotch into left field. Angela’s mouth flew open and formed an O as she screamed at the top of her lungs. Which was followed by a tumble to the floor.

Susan was quickly back on top of her, “I’m not finished with you yet dear!”

Susan dragged Angela to the ring by her hair. With Krissy’s help, they rolled Angela in and set her face up. Susan then shocked me by removing her blouse. Underneath was one of her custom made bras Angela had told me about. Once removed, her breasts appeared as big as volleyballs!

Susan sat down on Angela’s stomach and informed her that she was about to be smothered by the same breasts that once fed her husband. When Angela started to stir, Krissy went and sat at Angela’s head and head her arms up and out of the way. Susan leaned over and covered Angela’s face with her orbs. Angela’s feet began to fight, but that was the only part of her body that could.

After determining that she was nearly out, Susan lifted her weapons and slapped Angela back to life.

“You stupid slut! Look at all this white crap you got on my body! Oh that’s right, you can’t see it can you?!” Susan chuckled. “Well, your sure as hell gonna clean it off!”

Susan lifted Angela again by her now sore locks and pulled her face into her breasts.

“Open up sweetie, your gonna lick this shit off me………or else!”

“Or else what?” Angela whimpered.

“This!” Susan reached behind her towards Angela’s crotch, dove her hand into Angela shorts and grabbed a handful of pussy. Angela screamed again like before. “You gonna stick your tongue out now or do you want more?!”

Through tears, Angela slowly extended her tongue, which Susan guided by moving Angela’s head side to side and up and down. Once clean Susan focused Angela’s tongue directly on her nipples, closing her eyes to enjoy this treat, Susan leaned her head back and took in the pleasures her daughter-n-law was giving her body. After moments of nipple ecstasy, she slammed Angela’s head back to the mat. She then ordered Krissy to sit on Angela’s face saying, “her tongue’s not tired enough yet!”

Krissy did as her mother ordered. Krissy removed her shorts and grinded her crotch over her sister-n-law’s tired mouth, bringing glee to her face as well. After an orgasm for fun, Krissy stood over Angela and admired the shine her pussy had left on Angela’s face. Angela coughed as she rolled to her side and tried to recover. But they still weren’t finished.

Susan exited and then returned to the ring with a rope from a bag she had brought. She fastened it around Angela’s neck. Angela was too weak to stop her. Susan then dragged Angela to a corner where she stood her up and tied the rope to the top turnbuckle. They easily removed Angela’s shorts, and once again, Angela was an easy target for her Mother-n-Law. Angela’s body became Susan and Krissy’s punching bag. Kicks, right, lefts, and uppercuts littered her body like flies.

Minute’s later Angela seemed out on her feet. Krissy released the rope and Angela fell to the mat face first. Susan kicked her over to her back and began undoing her pants. Moments later, Susan stood buck naked in the ring, she straddled Angela’s head, and slowly sat her ass on Angela face. Whatever air Angela had left began flailing in her arms, but it only took a few seconds for Angela to be overcome with unconsciousness. When Susan stood back up, she spat on Angela’s face, and kicked her one more time in the crotch. But Angela was so out, she never moved. Susan got dressed, and she and Krissy thanked me for the opportunity I’d given them to release some of their family frustration as they left.

Sheila helped me carry Angela to the back changing room once they had gone and told me that she didn’t think she wanted any part of this family anymore. I told her I didn’t blame her. I thanked her for coming and apologized for her not getting any action. She said it was okay, and packed her stuff to leave with Christy who was already outside waiting.

It took me over an hour to wash and revive Angela.

Once she was sitting up and drinking fluids, she said, “I can’t believe I trusted them. I should have known not to when they agreed so fast. They’ve never liked me, but I’ve never given them reason to. And the next time I can get them near a ring, they still won’t.”

I told Angela she needed a break from our “family” competition. She agreed, but stated that her next match, if she had one, would be against her in-laws. She didn’t care where, or when, but she was gonna get her revenge.