The Hillside Ladies 
By Crossmanx at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome.
Hillside is an affluent area, with stylish residents, who have special tastes! 


The Hillside Ladies

Hillside was like any other area in any other town or city ... ... ... Well
maybe not! Hillside was in the north part of The City, and The City was a
place that was known to some for its more 'interesting' venues, its
'stimulating' locations, 'thrilling' places and some quite 'appealing' people
who lived and worked here! There were also a few downright dangerous, deadly
and vicious peoples, plus a few 'thought-provoking' women who lived here in
The City too. But they were just one of the added 'attractions' here!

The area called Hillside was quite an affluent area, the houses were nice,
big, expensive and the residence there were mostly professionals. The
hard-working corporate type, bankers, doctors, men with private business',
those type and men whose wives had a certain style and taste. And some of
these ladies had far too much spare time on their hands, time that was spent
enjoying themselves!

A group of such ladies who lived here in the Hillside area consisted of Trina,
Victoria, Pearl and Fiona. Now this small group of friends, a group of very
good friends, had all known each other for quite a while now. They all got on,
enjoyed similar interests, the gym, horse riding, socialising, being out and
about, shopping, of course and ... ... And this group of ladies also enjoyed
an added little bit of an extra excitement in their otherwise normal everyday
hectic, social lives. This 'extra excitement' they enjoyed, was a kind of a
side-line, a little diversion into maybe something that was somewhat of a more
stimulating nature!

The group of ladies always had a very full weekly programme, their diaries
where always full of stuff to do, places to go, events to attend. Not only
when their husbands were home and the ladies where busy hosting dinner parties
and other social gatherings. But the ladies also enjoyed going out as a
foursome, shopping, drinks, luncheon dates, that sort of thing, and then there
was ... ... !

This group also had another diary date that none of them would dare to miss. A
couple of times during the week the group would meet at one of the ladies'
home for a little gathering. A little get-together over tea, coffee, or maybe
a glass of wine and then there would be bit of that extra entertainment to be
enjoyed!

Each of the ladies Trina, Victoria, Pearl and Fiona where of a similar age,
their late 30's, or a touch more! But of course, for a lady who is around this
age, you never ask her exact age, do you! Now each of the ladies, not only did
they have a hard working, quite wealthy and maybe slightly boring husband. But
they each had a somewhat 'cute' Son, and each of these boys were the sort that
could, and did, catch the eye of a watchful Milf, who liked to spy out
something sweet and tasty! Plus, each of these boys, Mikey, Zak, Ralph and
Noah, were also the kind of lad that looked even sweeter and lovelier in his
school uniform!

The women of this little Hillside ladies group had her own little hobbies, so
to speak. An activity, a sport, a past time they had each taken up and of
course enjoyed. Not only for the obvious health and lifestyle benefits. But
also, it meant belonging to a club, a sporting group that of course had an
active social side. Which made it even more enjoyable for these ladies. But
with each of these Hillside ladies having a sport, an activity, something of
interest it was thought that maybe they could incorporate this into their
regular get-together's! 

So, if there was an activity and a get-together, why not involve a few more
... ... , maybe these ladies Sons could be persuaded to take part, to
volunteer too! It was just a thought! As the ladies liked to move things
around a bit, they would each take it in turns to hold these gatherings around
each other's homes on different days. And when they met for one of these
gatherings, they liked for one of these boys to come and join in, with them,
so, to speak. Being the polite ladies, they were, whoever was hosting the
get-together let one of her guests show off her hobby, her new skill! For
this 'demonstration' of a lady's talent a volunteer was required and what
better than to have the Son of the woman who was hosting the gathering to be
that 'volunteer!

Today's get-together was being held at Trina's house, the attractive brunette
had laid on refreshments and they were all enjoying their afternoon tea when
the sound of the rear kitchen door opening could be heard by all there. This
produced smiles all around as it meant that today's 'volunteer' was here!
Mikey, Trina's Son was back home from school. He dropped his bag on the
kitchen floor, blazer over a chair and was about to open the fridge, when,
"come here!"

For a moment the lad frozen as his Mother's words seemed to reach out from the
living room and almost grab him and drag him to her. He knew he had to go and
see what she wanted but it was with a heavy felling of trepidation as he hoped
that ... ... ! When he walked into the living room, his worse fears were
there, his Mother was sat there with her friends and he knew it was his turn
to volunteer!

The lad looked over to the sofa where his Mother was sat, next to her was the
quit striking black female Pearl. Then moving along was the gorgeous redhead
Victoria, with one woman missing. It all meant that the stunning blond woman
Fiona was the one left out. And that's who would be the woman he was going to
be pitted up against today! As the lad's head moved around the room there
indeed was the blond Milf, Fiona. The oldest of the women, 41 but she'd never
confirm that to anyone. Mature and fit, both physically fit and 'fit' looking,
a very good-looking older female with her short fair hair, with her gorgeous
mature face.

If all that wasn't captivating enough then what she was doing now would make
any young lad stare in amazement. Fiona was stood over in an open area in the
living room, furniture pushed out the way to make some room! Just at that
moment the boys head had turned the woman was pulling her dress up, over her
body and over her head, 'Wow!' The blond Milf revealed her stunning body to
the boy and her friends sat nearby, all of whom liked what they now saw. Fiona
had a strong, firm body, the body of a woman who'd been working on her new
hobby, boxing!

The dress had now been taken all the way up, over and off and of her, she
stood there in her tight gym black shorts and matching crop top with the
words, 'Tough Bitch' in gold emblazoned across her well-formed chest. She took
a step towards the lad stood just gawping at her, another step and she tossed
her dress off to the side, out the way, another step and before Mikey realised
it the woman was nearly on top of him, then she was and that's when, SMACK!
OOOWWWHHH!

Fiona brought her bare fists up, ready, and instantly shot her left hand out,
hitting the lad firmly, but not too hard, but hard enough though, on the side
of his jaw. The good solid jab sent Mikey backwards, a couple of staggering
steps rearwards, dazing the boy with her first blow. Just to confirm what the
lad already knew, which one of the women he was going to be pitted against.
And now he also 'knew' what activity they were going to 'take part in!' At the
same time Mikey took that blow there was a gasp of excitement from the other
watching women of the group, Trina, Mikey Mother was particularly excited to
see how this was all going to unravel, SMACK! OOOOOHHHH!

A second jab, but a more forceful one struck the boy, making his stagger even
more and left a mark on the cheek on the other side of his face. Fiona's right
was her best, WHACK! Another strike and hit and the woman were defiantly
pleased with how she was moving, the watching woman cried out, cheered as two
more jabs, one after the other, in quick succession, went in.

Fiona stood there for a moment moving her hips, her upper body around,
practicing her fight stance, then her feet moved and she followed up with,
WHACK! THUD! Dropping her shoulder, moving to the side the older woman made
her next move, a right into Mikey's side followed straight away with a left
into his gut. The lad bent over to his hurt side and then his body lent
forwards, the woman didn't hold back, too much, she went into him again, there
were groans of pain as, SMACK! WALLOP! CRACK! Another left and right, a left
again into his lower body that made him shake, now quickly followed up with a
right to his jaw as his head dropped after that left had gone in.

The ladies watching cheered again at this, especially Trina, his Mother. She
knew her Son had been caught bullying kids from the lower years at school and
now he was on the receiving end of a 'bully' Milf boxer, 'see how he likes
it?' Mikey shook his head, his feet stumbled as he tried to steady himself
WHACK! THUD! CRACK! Fiona jumped in again and into the lad, he was already
hurt and shaky so it was a good time for the mature woman to try another left,
right, left combination. Her strong bare fists struck his side, face and
torso, more cheers and cries of exited women filed the living room again, they
were all enjoying this. All except ... ... ?

Fiona smiled this, practice session was going well, but then things changed as
instinctively the lad lashed out and his clenched fist caught Fiona. Just in
her shoulder, but he'd laned a punch and then as his arms carried on thrashed
around, he got lucky for a second time. His other fist also made contact, a
glancing blow to the side of the blond woman jaw. Even though there was only a
slight contact here, it really annoyed the woman, so, SMACK! CRACK! WHACK!

She struck, her fists moved fast and hit hard, much, much harder than this
boy's vain attempt to defend himself. Mikey wobbled, his body staggered but he
wasn't thinking about trying to protect himself now, the woman's blows, her
hard strikes had disorientated him so he couldn't think straight, WHACK!
Fiona's left came up and around, landing on the side of his face as his head
dropped down. His body jolted, shook, went upwards and backwards, SMACK! Her
right landed and made his legs buckle, but he still managed to stay upright,
just about. Mikey swayed and staggered over to his side, and towards the sofa
where his Mother, Pearl and Victoria were sat.

Just as he staggered backwards close to them, Victoria, with her cheeky sense
of humour, reached out grabbed onto the lad's trousers and pulled them down.
More laughter as the boy now toppled and fell forwards and straight into
CRACK! Fiona's bare fist came down onto his falling jaw, hitting him really
hard, dropping the youthful male down to the living room floor. With the boy
down, there was applause from the rest of the watching ladies who'd really
enjoyed their friends skills display. As the groggy lad on the floor looked up
the quite gorgeous blond Milf was towering over him, dressed in her black
tight gym kit, and now she stepped over the lad.

Standing astride him, Victoria looked down at the boy, with that fearful look
in his eyes, she reached down with one hand grabbed onto his school tie. The
older woman pulled her volunteer upwards by his tie. Up came his hurt head and
body, only to be met by her other hand, her fist coming down and striking
him one last time on his jaw, CRACK! Half-conscious from that blow she let
go of the tie and let his body dropped back down to the floor, then she placed
her bare foot on his chest as if to seal her victory over him. A pose so Trina
could take a quick photo on her phone.

It was now that Fiona noticed the certain bulge in the lad's boxers, with his
trousers now down around his ankles there was nowhere to hide! With a grin on
her face Fiona's foot now moved down, showing a bit more 'skill', her foot
freed his quite noticeable boy cock out of those boxers. Much to the giggles,
shrieks and over excitement of the ladies still watching on the sofa. And now
the blond Milf's foot finished off the job, rubbing the near unconscious lad
up and making the hurt, groggy lad 'show his application of being knocked down
by this older female bully.

Fiona's flexible foot, work him, worked him well, there was nothing the lad
could do to stop her! Her foot, moved, rubbed, squashed and "come on boy you
know you want to!" Finally, she reviled him! There were screams of shock,
delight and mild embarrassment from the other women as Fiona's foot did its
job and made her boy shot his delight, all over himself. That certainly sealed
the woman's skills display and what skill she had. Leaving Mikey there in his
mess the woman now moved out of the living room to where they could enjoy a
bit more fun together. The boy was allowed to fall into a restful sleep, where
he could try and forget all this. Until it was his Mother's turn to again host
another get-together, or when she showed him that photo!

It was later that week when the Hillside ladies met up for another
get-together. This time it was the turn of Fiona to host the gathering, she'd
laid on a selection of cocktails for her friends, which they all enjoyed a
lot. And soon it would be time for one of these ladies to show off her hobby!
Of course, for this 'demonstration', again they would need a volunteer!

As it was Fiona's turn to host it was going to be her Son, Noah that
volunteered, even if he didn't quite know that just yet. A bit later and the
lad was on his way back home after school, he'd had sports as his last lesson
of the day so right now he was still in his sports kit. In his boots, shorts,
sports top, with his blazer thrown over all this. He went around to the back
of the house to use the rear kitchen door, and that's when he noticed
something, 'what's that?' The garden hose was laid out and was on, and there
was a significant amount of water, a quite large puddle, on the grass area
near to the house. A sodden, dark, muddy looking puddle, 'Who'd left that on?'

He went over to the tap connection further down the wall to turn it off, and
as he did so there was the sound of a door opening behind him. The double
doors that lead into the house and as he heard this, OOOWWWHHH! The boy was
grabbed, there was the sound of female giggles, laughter as from behind him
and out of those double doors came three of the women, the attractive
brunette, Trina, the gorgeous redhead, Victoria and the boy's Mother, the
quite stunning Fiona. They all came for him, jumped this lad, got hold of him
and now they 'boyhandled' him, and now these strong Milf's forcefully stripped
the lad.

Off came his blazer, sports top, boots, sports socks until he was left in just
his shorts. The three women, the blond, brunette and redhead, including his
Mother now moved away, from Noah. Each with some of his clothing in their
hands, with more giggles and laughter. The boy realised instantly what was
going on, he looked around at those that had stripped him of his clothes, and
saw the black woman, the striking Peral was nowhere to be seen. Well not just
yet, and that could only mean ... ...! 

But somehow, he knew where she was, so Noah quickly turned around and there,
she was that striking black woman, Peral. She was 39, but don't tell anyone I
told you that, she was tall and very striking, not just because she was so
good-looking, well she was. But also because of her very shapely, toned body
and her overall stylish and individual look! Along with her good looks, which
any onlooker was drawn too, she was also striking because of her hair. She had
short afro hair that was a silver, white colour, and it made her stand out. So
did her silver, white nails and her sliver, white lips, she was very striking
like that. Plus, now the woman was dressed in just a white bikini and looked
quite ... ... WHACK! UUUUHHHH!

The blond lad stood there in just his sports shorts, and he liked what he saw,
liked it a bit too much. He was concentrating on how amazing the black woman
looked, and now that she smiled and took a large step closer to him, twisted
her body, brough her leg up and around and sent her foot across the side of
his ogling face. The swivel kick stunned Noah, it made him stagger, then as he
shook his head and looked back at Peral, 'OH!' THUD! OOOWWWHHH! SLASH!

A cheer went up from the three Milf's watching as Pearl had lunched herself at
Noah. Throwing herself into the lad's body, tacking him, taking him down with
her and dropping him squarely into the area of that large puddle. The water
logged area that was now very muddy! Taking him off his feet, rugby tackled by
the dark-skinned woman and pounded down into the mud. Taking the air out of
Noah, winding, hurting him, making him gasp for breath, and now the striking
black woman was on top of him in all that water and mud, SMACK! UUUUHHHH!

With the lad on his back and the striking black woman, who'd struck him, on
top of him, it could be said this was quite a good position that Noah now
found himself in. But from some previous experience with his Mother's friends
the boy knew this wasn't going to end that well for him! At this moment Pearl
strong arms and power legs grip the lad's body and she now rolled herself over
taking Noah with her. Rolling over the grass, through the water and in the
mud, the black woman took her white boy for a roll back and forth. And as he
was a blond, she enjoyed this even more, she did like and have a 'thing' for a
nice blond lad!

They rolled around in the mud, got dirty, got covered, all the time Pearl's
arms gripped around his upper body. Her legs clung to his middle and lower
body all squeezing. gritting his teeth as the woman's body was pushing into
his and crushing him. 'God her body so good, strong and firm!' Then Pearl let
him go, as she rolled over one last time, which was of great relief to the
boy, the hurt, pain was subsiding, and he could finally fill his lungs. But
this break in their wrestling session or was it a mud fight, whatever it was,
it wasn't over yet.

Pearl was quick to get up onto her knees, and as she did, she reached over
grabbed her boy by his dirty blond hair and, ARRRRHHHH! She dragged him up and
to her. As he came falling to her, into her ample chest she flung her arms
around his falling young boy body and, OOOOWWWW! It was a crushing bear hug,
her strong arms, squeezing the air back out of him, hurting him, making him
cry out in pain and at the same time providing more entertainment for the
three watching friends.

He was now in so much pain, not able to open his eyes, it hurt too much, then
she flipped herself backwards, taking the boy with her. Up he went, sent
flying, coming forward and up, and over her. She'd seen the move used in one
of her wrestling classes and had wanted to try it out herself for a while now,
as part of 'her training.' But doing it here in the mud, well that just
excited her a bit more! Flinging him over, the boy went face first into the
mud and before he could move, THUD! Pearl's chest, breasts slammed into the
back of his head, she gripped his wrist, wrapped her legs around his and held
him down. Pushing her chest into the back of his head, forcing his face into
the mud, suffocating him!

When she though he'd had enough of that she pushed herself up. Grabbed him by
his muddy blond hair and pulled him up onto his knee. He gasped for breath and
she was behind him her strong arm slipped around his neck. Her other arm, hand
held his head, then she squeezed, flexed her arm. And now she was crushing her
young volunteers' windpipe with her toned black female arm, strangling the
muddy boy again.

The watching woman all moved so they could see the look of fear on Noah's face
as he was being straggled by the superior, older black woman, and all three
women liked this. But she had one last move to try on him, before he was put
out cold by her. She released Noah, swung the almost unconscious boy around so
he was facing her and then, pulling him to her there was a wet, muddy kiss.
The watching woman all cheered, then Pearl slammed Noah head down into her
muddy, dirty, large heaving breasts. Holding the boys head firmly there until
the oxygen had all gone and the lad was sent into the darkness of an
unconscious sleep. Another successful hobby demonstration and another
volunteer boy out cold!

Later and water was falling on Noah's face making the lad come to, the water
carried on falling on him and as he came back into consciousness, he gasped
for breath. It took a moment before he remembered and then realised where he
was now. He was in the large walk-in shower, in the family bathroom. Obviously
having been brough here to clean him off after his session in the mud. But he
wasn't here alone!

Between where he sat on the floor and the larger shower head was a body, a
beautiful dark skinned, black female body. Pearl knew the naked boy behind her
was now awake, but she just carried on washing herself. Then moved her foot
gently backwards and into the lad so she could start working on his ample boy
tool with her foot. 'God that felt good!' This was too good an opportunity to
miss and the boy couldn't help but lean forwards and used his tongue and mouth
on Pearl round firm arse. She didn't object, in fact she moved slight so his
quite delightful tongue could explore a bit more! Who knew a mud fight could
end up be so ... ... ... 'OOOOHHHH, Yes, just there!" Her foot on his boy cock
also worked well, working hard and making the boy shot his mess, luckily the
water could wash it all away.

The following week it was the redhead Victoria's turn to be hostess for the
get-together, and that meant that her Son Zak, had by virtue, been nominated
as todays 'volunteer!' Victoria's theme for this gathering was about relaxing
and in her quite lovely home, so they were all in the swimming pool area. Not
'in' the indoor swimming pool, but off to the side in the raised large hot
tub. The hot water, bubbles and the chilled Champaign were all very relaxing,
all the ladies need now was ... ... !

Large tinted floor to ceiling glass doors, the kind you can see out off but
not in from the other side, ran down one side of the indoor swimming pool area
and lead out to the garden. So, when young Zak was seen on the other side of
the doors, the ladies knew he couldn't see them. Back from school, looking
tired, as he'd had a bad day, the ladies now waited. A moment later he came
into the kitchen, dropped his school bag off and saw a note saying his Mother
was out, and won't be back until later. OK a little white lie, but now Zak
thought he had the place to himself!

So, 'all alone', it was time for a swim after his day at school, normally he
wasn't allowed in the pool, as it was his Mothers swimming pool, not his! But
she wasn't here now, so that made it his pool, didn't it? He went to the
changing area, where one wall had plain tinted glass, but if you were in the
right place, the hot tub, the light was just right, then you could see into
this area. They watched Zak take his school uniform off and pause as he
decided whether to leave his boxers on or off.

Much to their disappointment he left them on, then made for the door leading
out to the pool. As he stepped through there was a cheer, laughter, applause
from the ladies in the hot tub. Embarrassed Zak stopped suddenly and by the
expression on his face, they knew what he was thinking! He'd been trick,
caught out by his Mum, she knew he would slip in here if he thought she was
out. But she was here, with her friends, all smiling at him, "nice of you to
turn up!" Trina said.

She was the attractive brunette who now stood up in the hot tub and made her
way to the steps to get out. Of average height, Trina was 38, with dark, quite
pricing eyes, and short dark hair, and with her attractive looks this gave her
a slightly wicked look! But it suited her, her sense of humour, views,
attitude all had a dark side and she had a wicked body too. One that went in
and out in all the right places, and it was toned, firm, strong. Now out of
the water the lad eyes bulged, as she was just in a pair of black bikini
bottoms, no top! Her chest was big, full, round, firm, Zak wondered if all the
women, even his Mother, in that hot tub were all 'dressed' the same?

The boy stood wide-eyed, staring at Trina and her ... ... WHACK! As she got
close all he could concentrate on was her firm body, her amazing tits and
didn't see

whatever it was that came crashing into the side of his face.

It was Trina's fist, as her body had done it normal thing, mesmerised the
onlooker, distracted them. And of course, her body had totally distracted this
boy, but it wasn't the first time Zak's eye had fallen so easily onto Trina.
But this time as his eyes fell onto the brunette's body, her fist had come
around a fallen into the side of his face. The strike hurt him, made him
stagger and wobble. His wide eyes were now closed as it really had hurt him
and that's when she made her next move, another one he didn't see, THUD!
OOWWHH! SPLASH!

With that first strike delivered Trina had seen the lad shake and then close
his eye, her wicked side again kicked in as she knew what she should do next,
it would take him by surprises and it might even scare him! She launched
herself, leaped, dived at the lad. She went off her feet, her shoulder drove
into his gut, her arms wrapped around his body and she had hold, taking Zak
off his feet and backwards. The tacking woman, took this lad up, back and they
landed, fell into the swimming pool.

The sound of them plunging down into the water made the women in the hot tub
all stand up to get a better view of this and cheer. And if Zak had been
watching he'd have seen the women were indeed all 'dressed' the same as Trina!
But all that was now the furthers thing for this lad's mind, having been
'jumped' by the hot Milf, taken off his feet, the rearward and dropped
backwards into the swimming pool. All Zak could think about, do now, was to
try and breath!

Holding onto the lad, him and the brunette now slowly dropped down to the
bottom of the swimming pool. Down there Zak struggled as Trina moved herself
into a better position, her strong arms around his upper body, her powerful
legs warping themselves round his low body. He tried to free himself but this
older woman was too strong, her hold on him too firm for this boy, he couldn't
escape. At the bottom of the pool they sat there, the boy struggling as the
woman looked into his scared eyes and smiled at him.

Up above and the other woman were now out of the hot tub, at the edge of the
pool, looking down at their friend demonstrating her new skills. Those diving
lessons where paying off she could really hold her breath under water now! But
what about Zak? He was now in a real panic and needed oxygen, he wasn't
struggling as much as he had as she was wearing him out! Trina could see the
fear, and his drained expression, that all made her smile even more. Then she
leant in close, put her lips to his and ... ... was it a kiss or was she just
giving the lad some air to breath. Up above the ladies could see this, there
was shouts, cheers and calls of 'encouragement!'

That 'kiss' did go a little way to filling his lungs, just a bit, and made it
possible for the woman to keep her boy under the water for longer. But now she
dragged him up off the bottom of the pool floating up just enough to allow her
to, still with her legs and arms gripping him, to roll over and spin the boy
around there under the water. She went tumbling around with him,
disorientating Zak even more and if it was possible, which it was, scaring the
poor boy to death, well almost! Rolling around, squeezing his young,
developing boy body with her strong, firm older female body, she could see the
pure terror in his face. Which still made her smile.

But before he had a heart attack she let go and allowed his to escape her
hold. Letting him head rapidly up to the water surface, and as he broke out of
the water and took a large mouthful of air, all he could hear was cheers and
applause for the watching ladies. Zak carried on trying to take in more air as
he floated there and then, WOOSSSHHH! Trina shot out of the water, up high
from behind Zak who now desperately tried to look around and then THUD! Her
hands came down onto of the lad's head, her arms pushed him back down under
the water and the friends cheered again.

Trina carried on with this, half drowning the lad a few more times, holding
him under the water till he thought he was going to drown. Then she'd release
him, to fil his lungs and when he felt kind of safe again, she'd either drag
him down by his foot or push him back under the water, it was fun! Finally,
when she'd drained nearly all of his energy out of him, she let him go for the
last time, well almost the last time. As Zak broke the surface Trina was up
behind him straight away, fear took complete hold of the boy, he didn't want
to back down under again, he couldn't take it anymore. But this time the
brunette Milf had other plans.

Trina got in close behind her young volunteer, she slipped an arm around his
neck and 'gently' held him there, but with a firm hold! Then her other hand
moved down and pulled off his boxer, "you won't be needing these boy" she
flung the wet underwear out of the pool to her friends who all screamed with
delight. Then the brunette's free hand began to work this half drown boy, she
had hold of his boy tool in her hand, had full control of him and he would
'do' as she commanded. And her hand was 'commanding' him into a hard state
now!

As the boy and Milf treed water there, with her controlling the weakened boy's
cock, the women on the side of the pool gasped in shock as Trina worked Zak's
boy cock there in the pool. All except his Mum, Victoria, "don't you dare cum
in the pool or you'll clean it all ... ... " But how could he not do what
Trina's hand told him to do, so the boy groaned and it was too late! There
were cheers and also "you dirty boy!" Victoria really couldn't blame Trina
after all she'd done worst herself! The brunette dragged the now exhausted boy
to the side where he could be dragged out and dumped there. Then the ladies
could carry on back in the hot tub, there was still Champaign and fun to be
had!

The next scheduled get-together would take place at Pearl's home and already
her Son, the next 'volunteer', knew his turn was due soon. He'd heard from the
other lads who kept each other up to date with their Mother's actives, but not
all of them of course! Trying to give out warnings to each other, so, the
young black lad Ralph knew it was his turn soon. So, coming back from school
he was weary stepping through that rear kitchen door. He stooped, paused,
listened, it was quiet, not a sound, 'that's good.' Then moving through the
house into the hallway, still nothing, it all ... ... ! "Your back then!"

Coming down the stairs was the striking black woman, Pearl, his Mother, with a
drink in her hand, 'Shit!' The living room door opened and the blond, stunning
Fiona stepped through it, again with a drink in her hand, 'Crap!' The study
door opened and out came the attractive brunette Trina, 'Oh Fuck!' The women
all smiled, 'that's not good!' as they now all walked towards him. Ralph was
nervous, a bit panicky as he started to move himself backwards and away for
the advancing older women, one of which was his own Mother. Yes, he was
somewhat scared of all these females, and so he should be. As they came to
him, he carried on going backwards, until THUD! He bumped into the wall
behind, the women had manoeuvred him back against it, he looked around and
realised, 'it's not the wall!'

His head turned as if to confirm, 'Oh Shit it's the door to ... ... '
OOOHHHHH! THUD! There was laughter from the women as the frightened looking
lad realised where he was, turned and then fell through the door as it was
suddenly opened. Falling backwards he fell, dropped through the opening,
falling into, and onto the floor of the ... ... ?

This room that Ralph found himself on the floor of was one he normally wasn't
allowed in, a bit like his Father's study. But this wasn't that room, this was
the family gym, well really it was his Mother's gym, as she was the only one
that used it and she didn't allow anyone else in here. But as this was one of
the Hillside lady's get-together's maybe she'd make an exception for today.
And also, as he quickly pushed himself back up and got onto his feet he could
see there was already someone inside this room, waiting for him!

In the 'family' gym room waiting for the young black lad was a mature gorgeous
redhead, Victoria. She was 40 and a tall woman, taller than her volunteer, her
long bright red hair was tied back in ponytail and out the way, so her
beautiful face was in full view. On his feet now and Ralph's eyes widen as he
took in how she looked and how she was dressed. In her bare feet and a white
martial arts suits, with a bright pink belt around the gi and her trim waist,
well pink was her favourite colour. He wondered 'what's going to ... ... ',
but suddenly the woman moved, and moved fast, THUD! OOOWWWHHH!

Ralph had only seen a white blur, with a touch of waving red, that came
rushing his way, and after the blur, he felt the pain. There was a sharp, full
on pain, as the woman's bare foot had come around fast, too fast for him to
react to. It struck him, hard across his face and forced the lad to tumble
backwards, back towards the door he'd just fell through. But waiting there, in
the doorway where the three other woman of the Hillside Ladies group. Who
helpfully grabbed onto the falling lad and shoved him back into the gym room
and towards, WHACK!

The first strike was just a swivel kick that Victoria had delivered to her
volunteer, but the second! That was a full twisting, twirling all the way
around kick. As the redhead came back around to her start point, she could see
the stunned, dazed look on Ralph face as he'd had no idea what just happened
to hm. The lad's legs wobbled, as did the rest of his body, but he did manage
to stay up on those shaky legs, somehow, even if he was unsteady. But for how
long would he stay up?

Ralph went to shake his head to try and clear it, but Victoria was already
into her next practice move, well the lad had volunteered to assist her with
her hobby, hadn't he! The tall redhead came forward, she sprung, jumped up
into the air and at the same time she kicked out, and her bare foot found its
mark, just under the boy's jaw, CRACK! The last thing the lad saw before his
head filed was pain was the sight of the redhead older woman, up in the air
her long ponytail flying round behind her head. Then her foot coming up, went
out of sight for a second, then his jaw, followed instantly by his head, felt
as if it had been hit by a runaway lorry.

Once more the strike sent the youthful volunteer backwards, this time it was a
harder strike so he went flying back into the waiting arms of the other women
and his Mother. Some giggling, teasing of the boy and some encouragement for
their friend and then poor Ralph was sent back. As he went tumbling forward
the redhead was waiting, moving around, bouncing on her feet, watching him
fall to her, looking for that moment when ... ... OOOWWWHHH! THUD!

As Ralph came falling to her she moved slightly off to the side, turned. Her
arm came around and slipped in-between the lad's body and his own arm, as he
fell to her. Then her other arm, her hand grabbed onto his school shirt as she
lifted the lad up, off his feet. Still twisting herself around, taking the lad
up and around with her. Fling Ralph, turning him over and sending him
plummeting down on his back and down to the floor. The women over by the door
all cheered and clapped at the move, plus the groan that Ralph gave amused the
ladies too.

With the boy laying there Victoria stood next to him. The groggy lad blinked a
number of times before his eyes would focus and when they had he saw the older
redhead woman undoing that belt around her gi jacket. With it in one hand she
now opened up her jacket, Ralph tried to clear his head so he could take in
Milf better. She looked awesome, as her jacket came off, revealing her strong
body and full chest in a tight pink sport crop top. Well she did like pink.

The lad on the floor looked up at the older redhead, with both ends of her
belt in her hands now, and then she stepped astride him. Victoria looked down
at her boy as she towered over him, 'God she looked so good.' Ralph raised his
head as if wanting to get a closer look at the gorgeous Milf. But that was a
big mistake by the boy, as Victoria's hands moved, fast, before he knew it the
woman had leant downwards and the pink belt had been lassoed around his raised
head. She twisted her arms, hands even quicker and that belt was now fully
around his throat and she pulled her arms apart so it tightened against his
windpipe, 'OH SHIT!'

The redhead Milf leant down further, pulling her hands apart even farther, the
belt around Ralph's neck tighten eve more. Crushing his windpipe, he was now
very, very scared. He tried to scramble upwards to take the pressure off, he
got into a sitting position but, THUD! The woman's foot went into his crouch,
pushed against his now excite boys' tool, through his trousers and held him
down there on his arse. Now the boy was in real trouble!

Sat there on the floor, with the gorgeous redhead Victoria's pink belt wrapped
around his throat, being pulled tight, being strangled slowly by it. And at
the same time the woman had her foot pressed against his excited tool, rubbing
it as she chocked him. Excitement and terror all at the same time and the
watching other members of the Hillside ladies' group could see the pleasure,
pain, and panic on the young lad's face, now that was amusing.

Victoria leaning down and wrapping her hands more and more around the belt as
she pulled on it, forcing it tighter against Ralph's throat. At the same time
moving her tight pink top, that held her bulging breasts closer to the boy.
Get that amazing cleavage into the boy's face at the same time working his
tool harder, faster and more dynamically with her foot. It wouldn't be long
now until ... ... !

Ralph's body was now shaking even more vigorously, then there was a sharp
judder, mostly from his hips as the woman's foot had done it job. A split
second later and the belt around his throat had also done it job, as the boy
passed out into a deep sleep. Having been excited, beaten and strangled by the
amazing redhead Victoria. Of course, the end of this volunteer was met by loud
cheers from the rest of the group who'd watched yet another successful
Hillside lady's get-together demonstration.

So, here was the end to this round of get-togethers for the Hillside ladies.
They would all met up in a few days' time, out for lunch at an expensive
restaurant, that sort of thing. And before they all left someone would say "so
who's house are we meeting round for our next get-together?" There would be
smiles as each of the women would already have an idea which 'new skill' they
would be demonstrating when it was their turn. The only decision to be made
was who Son's was going to be their next volunteer ... ... !