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 Authors Note This story is entirely a work of fiction the output of my
warped imagination.  Under no circumstances should any one attempt to enact
this in real life.  Enjoy the fantasy for what it is, a fantasy.

   Story codes MM, F+M+, bb, Mb, Fb, exhib, voyeur, wrestling

   Fighting Family I looked up from my desk, the previous five minutes had
felt like fifteen, the French verbs in front of me had ceased to make what
little sense they already made, the letters seemed to rearrange them selves
at random and at will, forming bizarre patterns or spelling out my desire
for the school day to end.  The weekend beckoned and it could not come too
soon.  I looked around me I was not the only impatient one other boys and
girls wriggled uncomfortably.  But the bell when it came still caused me to
start.  I stuffed mu exercise books into my satchel and hurried out.

   Out side the school gates uncle Dave and aunty June were waiting with
their son Tom.  Uncle was a misnomer as they were mum and dads special
friends, Tom their son was ten like my self, though not from my school.  On
the high street we popped into the news agents.  The magazine shelves were
as always packed, back in 76 The liberalisation of publishing and the
relaxing of censorship laws had opened the porn flood gates.  Uncle Dave
utterly unashamedly flipped through numerous publications.  Likewise Tom
and my self rummaged amid the comics, the comics in terms of content were a
close second to the adult titles while the photos within were of younger
models.  I can't deny that I didn't enjoy the photo stories.  For younger
readers the comics featured colouring that often required a lot of pink. 
They also explained to kids what mummy daddy and their friends were doing
in quite simple and explicit terms.

   A number of the comic strips dealt with life in the larger polyamrous
families.  I suppose I knew that even then that special friends was not the
right term for Dave after all did special friends share a bed with mum and
dad?  Did a special friend's son share a bed with me.  No this was
something more they were family.  These days poly families are common in
places like central London they predominate.  I know that I would not be
complete without my husband and two wives.

   Walking home uncle Dave was his usual teasing tactile self, on Fridays
with the week over we tended to let our hair down.  Mum, dad, Dave and June
would be more open in their activities, though they weren't exactly
discreet to begin with.  Home was a newish house in the London suburb of
Rusluip.  Our little sisters Tess and Maddy both 8 arrived on the school
bus shortly afterwards

   With mum and dad still at work, Dave set about making Tom and me our
tea, while we got out of our school uniforms.  Tom and I not only shared a
room we shared a bed as well.  It had not taken all that much encouragement
from our parents for that sharing to become intimate.  As had become our
habit we stripped off quickly and changed into lose t shirts and shorts
without any undies.  Then as fish fingers grilled took some time to read
our comics and magazines.  Tess and and Maddy followed a similar routine
and went from school uniforms to something a bit more comfortable before
settling down to watch some telly.  We heard June bustling about upstairs
as she took the hover round the fourth bedroom.  A bedroom with no beds
just padded mats on floor and walls.  Tonight it would be getting some use
though that's not to say it went unused during the rest of the week.

   The reason our families lived together apart from the financial was a
shared love of wrestling and very rough sex.  This desire was openly shared
with all family members along with a circle of friends.  Tom and my self
tended to make good use of the mat room.  So once we'd scoffed our tea, and
greeted my mum and dad.  We stripped off in our bedroom and entered the mat
room.  June came up as well just to watch us before going down for the
wrestling on telly.  I knew that she was planning to get things stirred up
and mum in particular wound up.

   There is always something deeply primal about tusselling naked, the
freedom of being naked coupled with the intense physicality makes it quite
addictive.  June sat back against the wall her dress undone and barely
still on her shoulders.  That early in the evening Tom and my tussle was
quite light, with some slapping, holds, locks and pins.  It would get more
intense later.  It was almost as an after thought that June mentioned that
we were having visitors later that evening.

   Visitors meant the fighting would be more aggressive and quite a bit
harder.  It also meant that once again our ads had yielded results.  Mostly
it was just couples or single men.  The men would watch mum and June fight
before facing dad or Tom.  They were never given a choice over who they
faced or the fact that they would be watched by all family members.  In our
house it was our rules.  With couples we had seen four way fights and the
resultant group sex.  Earlier in the week I'd watched mum slap around
another woman quite viciously before forcing her to submit then sitting on
her face.  At other times dad or Dave had come of worse before being arse
fucked.  Quite often mum or June were claimed as prizes and forced submit
to the victor's desires.

   If the visitors brought kids along we always made sure they were willing
participants.  Tom our sisters had I had faced a real mix of opponents. 
With the inevitable mixed results.

   Once a week a martial arts instructor Sensi Pete would visit for an hour
or two of family training.  His payment was the pleasures of mum and June.
Every other week the session would be at his dojo in Harrow with two or
three other families or couples in our circle of friends.  In this case
there was a basic dress code of trunks or swimsuit.  Though towards the end
of the session those would often be discarded.

   Tonight's visitors though new to my parents were not new to Tom and I,
their sons certainly were a pair of lads utterly despised by the pair of
us. I was pretty certain that they had brought our parent's contact adds to
their parent's attention.  Tom and I had already had few run ins with Daz
and Tony, though they were of similar ages to us they both large and heavy
for their years.  June told she met Tracey their mum for a chat earlier and
could attest that the family had similar tastes as ourselves.  In her case
the chat had moved to a grapple in the garden stripped down to their
panties.

   Both mum and June were stocky women, well padded all round.  While mum
was a frizzy blond who tended to keep her hair tied back, June kept hers
short, often dyed copper or red.  They both had quite fiery personalities
and would think nothing of administering a swift physical punishment if any
of us kids stepped out of line.  Dad and Dave were more of a contrast.  Dad
was 2" taller at 6' though somewhat heavier as well.  His body was not
particularly hairy.  Though his crotch was very luxuriantly furred framing
7 inches.  Dave was far hairier though with a fast receding hairline the he
kept near shaved.  Down below his 6 inches were uncommonly thick.  Though
neither had our mum's short fuses.  When they got wound up they could both
have long rage.  If it was with each other then it would be out in the
garden or the matt room.  Often dad or Dave would square off to help each
other let off steam after a difficult day or issue.  They both shared a
fondness for fight mags and vids.  In the lounge two stand alone book cases
were loaded with these.

   At 6 the door bell rang, Tom and I were in the lounge, like our dads all
we wore was the briefest of trunks.  While our mum's padded round in brief
bikinis our sisters wore swimsuits.  The telly in the lounge was showing an
amateur fight video featuring a group of women in a gym.  An evening like
this was always a mix of physical and sexual tension.  It would start off
affably enough but the goal was to get every one a bit keyed up.  This was
largely orchestrated by mum and June with the fires stoked by Tracey a role
she fulfilled by squeezing onto the couch between dad and Dave then
flirting and caressing with the intent of provoking her husband and the
disdain of our mums.  June in contrast was sat on Graham's lap, making
something of a fuss of him in as brazen a manner as she could, amid the
fawning were barbed comments aimed at Tracey plus a few choice comments
aimed at mum.  Daz was sat with From the start Tom and I were on the
defensive Daz and Tony were as obnoxious as always, but this time it
involved our mums and our sisters.  It was not too far into things when as
mum sat on a cushion chatting, Daz came up to her pulled out cock and
rubbed it on her face with deceleration of "Suck this bitch".

   Mum made a show of disgust, while their dad Graham a bald lanky man with
deeply tanned and tattooed skin streched over arms like steel hawsers
looked at me and challenged.

   "Nick, your not going to put up with that are you?"

   As the adults looked at me expectantly I swiftly moved over to Tracey.
Gabbing her pony tailed platinum blond hair, I yanked her forward off the
couch partly helped by a shove from dad.  With a shriek she landed on mums
legs, then with all the force I could muster slapped her arse bare on
account of her G string.

   Tracey yelled at mum demanding that she" keep her little animal under
control",

   As I slapped Tracy's arse Daz dived at me his cock still protruding from
his tight shorts.  We tumbled to the floor in flurry of blows and abuse. 
As I found my self struggling with the larger and heavier lad,

   Mum seized her chance and went for Tracey grabbing her hair and pulling
her to her feet.  Seated on Graham facing him, June moved from amorous
contact to locking her legs round his midriff and applying a squeeze this
prevented him from coming to Tracey's assistance.  However in the midst of
all of this Tony made the biggest mistake, by grabbing Maddy pulling off
her bikini bottoms and trying to finger her.  Before an enraged Tom could
come to her defence.  Shed grabbed Tony's fingers yanked them back then
twisted his arm.  Getting to her her feet she delivered a swift sharp kick
to his bulging shorts that led to something of a deflation.

   Despite her capable response Tom was not going to stand for one of our
sisters being grabbed like that.  We had both always been quite protective
of our sisters, in this lifestyle that certainly was not easy.  We would
both sit back if they tussled with each other and other girls.  But boys
who tried to force them selves were a different matter, even when they were
face down on the floor with a twisted arm and sore balls.  Tracey had
clearly had enough of being grabbed by her hair, as mum was leading her up
stairs to the matt room, Tracey clasped mum's hand she twisted just far
enough to be able to deliver a swift stomach punch the shock caused mum to
loosen her grip just enough for Tracey to pull her had free of her hair the
twist mum's arm behind her back and slam her hard against the wall. 
Flattening her heavy breasts.  With a hard jerk and rip of splitting seams
mums bikini bottoms were ripped off and used to tie her hands together
behind her back.  In all fairness she could have put up more of a fight,
but Tracey was playing the game beautifully.

   Tracey led her up stairs with a sense of triumph.  Dave told Maddy to
let go of Tony but not before Tess had pulled off trunks wiped her arse on
them and stuffed them in his mouth.  With an arm lock applied her was led
up stairs.  Dad finally pull Daz off me then slapped my arse hard for being
over powered by the fat sod.  Graham like wise was unimpressed by Daz's
failure to beat me asked my dad to make us pull each others trunks down
very deliberately.

   As for Graham it became clear that June was trying to provoke an
encounter between him and Dave or dad.  To some thing of her
disappointment, the main thing she had succeeded in provoking was a most
impressive erection.  June was what be called a fight slut.  Few things
aroused her more than wrestling and fighting men.  Especially if there was
prospects that one of them would claim her afterwards.  I suspected that if
she had to face Tracey or mum to get shagged by Graham, then her opponent
would be the worse for wear from their previous fight.  Graham seemed to be
holding back from facing off with either dad or Dave but was stoking
tension between them as to which one could claim Tracey.  We headed
upstairs to the matt room.  Dad keeping Daz and my self apart.

   In any other house this would have been the master bedroom.  In ours it
was totally bare except for the crash mats that covered the floor and the
walls up to the ceiling coving.  In many ways it was like a padded cell. 
The window was protected from stray blows by a steel mesh while the door
deliberately had it lock removed.

   Mum and Tracey were already grappling as they stood, I arrived in time
to see Tracey's bikini top pulled off, closely followed by her bottoms,
though considering how brief these items were it did not take much force.
Mum's top was already off and discarded her full breasts bouncing as she
grappled, I could see she was trying to trip over Tracey only to be dodged
and blocked by the taller tanned woman.

   As soon as we entered the room, Daz and I went at it barely pausing and
grabbing in each other in desperate attempt to gain advantage.  I had no
idea what training Daz had but he was no push over, though he was' nt
exactly fast.  He had one hell of grip and a damn hard slap, with our mums
wrestling naked next to us, the results were inevitable we were both fully
aroused.  As we off bounced off the wall our cocks collided.  When I pushed
my self off and managed to get in a sweeping kick that took his legs out
from underneath him.  When he slammed to the floor.  I wound up on top of
him trying to force my cock into his mouth.  We normally worked on the
rules that if your opponent brought his cock into contact with your lips,
that you accepted the contact and sucked them.  Daz was not playing by
those rules.  Rather all I seemed to be doing was rubbing his face with my
crotch.

   Meanwhile June had succeeded in getting Graham and Dave to face off
though not with the enthusiasm I'd have expected.  In all fairness I think
they were enjoying watching mum and Tracey.  Graham did some what flag as
they stepped apart.  Unfortunately as I took note of their situation I
failed to take note of mine.  Propelling his legs up Gaz succeeded in
pushing me forward and into the padded wall.  At which point he grabbed me
by the balls and squeezed.  Desperate I tried to prize his had off my
tender scrotum pulling at his fingers, when finally I managed to break his
grip by pulling a finger back close to breaking then I planted a foot on
his chest pushed him back with all the force I could muster.  Gaz rolled
back and wound up behind his.  Dave seizing chance changed from trying to
throw Graham to the mat and simply pushed till he fell backwards over Gaz
who was holding his sore hand, landing heavily upon the lad and bagging his
head on the padded wall.  Dave and I seized our chances, I grabbed Gaz's
legs yanked them apart and pushed my cock swiftly into his bum.  Pinned by
his stunned dad who was getting the same treatment from Dave, Gaz struggled
in vain.  June looked on disappointed.  I felt relieved.  When I looked
round to check on mum, she was flat on her back with Tracey sat on her face
in victorious domination.  June's displeasure was further heightened when
Tracey now urged Graham, who was coming to his senses that he should take
the chance to fuck my mum while she was on the mat.  As Dave pulled out
Graham shifted his weight off his son, I stepped back leaving Gaz dazed,
bruised and his anus some what tender.

   Ignoring June and shaking his head as if to clear his vision, Graham
knelt between mums legs as she lay beaten and exhausted on the floor.  At
this point June lost it and slapped Tracey hard across the face.  An action
that resulted in a swift crunching knee to the cunt that lifted June off
her feet an deposited her on the mat.  Tracy then grabbed one of June's
legs planted her foot on June's very sore cunt, twisted June's left foot
till she cried out in submission.

   Through out this dad had been watching the fun from the door while also
keeping an eye on Tom, Maddy, Tess and Tony who had retreated to Tom's an
my room.  With Graham fucking mum hard on the matt Tracy kicked June in the
ribs pulled her up by her hair then applying a head lock demanded that dad
fill June's arse.  Dad looked momentarily uncertain, but he knew that he
was not allowed to take down Tracey him self so June received his cock
while Tracy egged him on.  I took this opportunity to slip out of the room.

   Tom Maddy, Tess and Tony had managed to avoid any more of the rough
stuff and in all honesty I was relieved to have escaped.  I found Maddy and
Tess and pulled on matching thigh length boots and were astride Tom and
Tony being quite happily fucked.  I realised them my involvement would have
disturbed their fun.  I also didn't think they deserved to have the over
aggressive Tracey or June demanding they battle it out.  So I closed the
door an left them to it.