Milf Fight Night  
By Crossmanx at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome.
What happens in Milf fight night, stays in Milf fight night, maybe! 


Milf Fight Night

The room was large, very large, it had that air, that appearance of an old
warehouse of some kind, but it probably hadn't been one, considering it was
two floors underground, but who knows. The fact that it was underground gave
the room a darker, even sinister air to it. One that you could not fail to
notice as soon as those lift doors opened and you walked out into the room.

The route down to this room was also dark and ominous in its own way and it
was a path that a few had taken. To get here you would have to go to the
centre of the city, but not to the roads and streets with all the shops,
restaurants, clubs and hotels, but via the back alleyways. The directions sent
you down a number of different roads, the service roads that where bustling
with delivery lorry's, van's and courier bikes. The roads were lined with bins
and piles of rubbish bags, and with steam and smoke that came out of every
building and aircon systems. All this 'waft' of different smells mixing
together from the restaurants, and the rubbish and would make anyone cough who
walked this route.

Walking down all these back roads and alleyways would, could, disorient a man,
almost as if it was done deliberately! At the end of all this was a narrow,
and quite passageway. At the far end was a domineering large black bar gate,
there was a button to press, then a camera high above that would whirl around
and look down. A pause, almost as if it was to make the waiting man a touch
more nervous, and then there would be a buzzing sound, the gate would jolt a
short way and access was granted.

Through the security gate and a little further on down the passageway and
there were two doors, both solid metal doors, one firmly closed, locked the
other unlocked and the obvious one to use. This lead into a room, where there
were the double doors of the lift, as these doors where already pulled back
and open in was an open invitation to step in. Inside the lift and the control
panel only had two buttons, up and down, as this was the top floor for this
lift, there was only one way to go.

It was an old and dirty lift and as it went down it juddered and the light
flickered a few times. All of this, the route here, the security gate, the
empty room, the lift, all of these gave the man that had taken this journey an
unnerve feeling. As the man, Danny, entered the large basement room the smell
of the dirty, dusty, damp room hit him. It wasn't the most pleasant of aromas,
but it didn't really bother him too much. The room was poorly light, three
tubular lights hung down from the high ceiling and gave off what they could to
illuminate the room. The middle light flickered every now and again, and all
three of them could do with be replaced with brighter bulbs or even cleaning
them would help.

The centre of the room was bathed with what light was being given off and then
slowly faded away as if the light was trying desperately to reach out.
Streching itself to it limits to make it as far across the room towards the
walls and just about getting there, almost. With the smell and the poor light,
the room had an eerie, creepy feeling to it, and it was quiet, well almost.
Apart from a low hum from the lights, a static, crackling sound each time the
middle light flickered and if it was compulsory, the sound of dripping water
PLOP! PLOP! PLOP!

Danny carried on scouring the empty room, Johnny who was stood behind his
Brother felt a cold chill down his back, he didn't like this place CLANG!
WHIRRRRLLLLL! The younger Johnny jumped at the sudden sound of the second lift
that was directly opposition the two Brothers on the far wall coming alive,
followed by the cranking sound of its slow decent. Unlike the Brothers lift
that had just come down two levels from ground floor, this second lift was
taking a lot longer and obvious went up higher and into the building that was
over and on top of them.

The second lift finally came to a halt, stopped at this very bottom basement
level, there was a pause and then the doors where opened. As the doors opened
the much brighter lights from inside this second lift streamed out, both Danny
and Johnny squinted as they tried to see who was inside, there were three,
four, five? silhouettes. The Brothers couldn't make out who these people
where, what they looked like or exactly how many there where, the figures
moved into the large open room and CLANG!

The doors of the second lift where closed and again it was darker and silent,
PLOP! PLOP! PLOP! The sound of water dripping was now drowned out by the sound
of footsteps as those that had entered the room now moved about. Two figures
moved forward and more into the light up area and could be seen, the others
that stepped out of the lift had all moved themselves back against the far
wall, staying out the way, watching. But Danny had noticed this, he couldn't
see them clearly, they were too far into the shadows, but he was sure he could
make out three figures back there against the wall.

The older Brother turned his attention back to the two that had come closer
and were now stood there looking back at him. These two, the ones that stood
there in front of Danny, where women, this wasn't a surprise to the man. After
all he was here to put himself against a female fighter!

Danny was a young man, 20, and just about to decide his future and which way
he was going to head in, as he became a prize fighter. He'd spent a number of
years learning, practicing and getting good at a number of different combat
sports, judo, boxing, taekwondo and finally moving into a bit of mixed martial
arts. Even though Danny was a bit of a cocky, upstart he was also a bit of a
realist and knew he was too new to all this and still didn't really know which
sport he was best suited to. But he'd made his decision to become a
professional fighter and as he was good at all these sports all he needed to
sort out was which one was he best suited to, to become a proper fighter?

The tall fair haired young man knew he was good, knew he was talented, and
knew that he was more than capable of making a successful career in the fight
game. But which fight game? Which fight game would get him the prize money,
get him the fame and the success he deserved, that was the question. It was
while he was in his gym doing an evening training session and contemplating
all this when the old man who owned the place came over and had a chat with
him.

The old man, Terry, knew all about Danny, knew he was good, knew he was a fit
young man and that he wanted to be a fighter, but what sort of fighter? The
old man also knew that Danny was a bit cocky, a show off, which was borne out
by the fact that Danny sometimes let his younger Brother come to the gym and
be his assistant while he trained. 'If' Danny was to become a fighter he
needed to know what type of fights he wanted to take part in. The old man told
the young 'fighter'. "are you a boxer, a martial arts fighter, a wrestler or
maybe mix it all up with some MMA, what do you want to do Danny, who do you
want to be?"

As far as Danny was concerned he was good at them all, maybe he could do that,
all of them! The old man gave the lad a slap across his head "think, choose
one, and be not just good but be the best at just one, that's what you need to
do." Danny knew the old man was right, and then came the idea. Danny was told
"why don't you have a real fight, no holds barred, then you'd find out what
sort of fighting style is the most natural for you?'

All the time the words of the old gym owner seemed to spin around inside his
head 'what do you want to do ... ... who do you want to be ... ' And there was
that other thing that Terry had said "a real fight, a proper fight is a good
way to learn as well." But then again what could 'he' be taught, he was good
already, but a real fight would be good practice at least!

At first it seemed like a silly idea, but the more Danny thought about it the
more it now seemed like a good idea, 'Have a real fight, yes!' So long as his
opponent was OK it would be a proper challenge for the lad, get him to fight
in a real natural way. A natural fighter would always be a good, a great
fighter and a real fight would be so much better than some 'handbags' in the
street outside a bar on Friday night.

So, a real fight! Danny went back and spoke again with the old gym owner, the
man smiled as he told Danny that maybe he might know 'someone' who would be
willing to put him through a real fight, just so he could see what it was
like! 'What it was like, Huh!' Danny had a number of fights on a Friday night
and knew he could beat anyone, but he was more interested in the fact that
this would be 'no holds barred!' That meant he could really test himself, see
if he could be a proper fighter, he 'knew' he could, but a no holds match was
the ultimate test, and one that couldn't be ignored.

The gym owner, Terry, told Danny he'd arranged everything but it was a woman
that he was going to fight. At first Danny was shocked but then Terry had told
Danny that no matter what he thought she was a real fighter. 'If' he did well
in this fight then there might be someone else, more challenging that Terry
could put this cocky lad up against! Danny wasn't too sure about fighting a
woman, but 'when' he beat her, he'd get a turn at another stronger fighter, so
that was OK, it was just a shame that he'd have to mess up some woman's face
just to move on and get a 'proper' fight!

Terry arranged everything and told Danny what to expect, he handed over the
set of instructions and a route to follow, he even told the lad who his
opponent was. If finding out it was a woman he was going to fight was a shock,
then finding out who she was an even bigger one. But the more he thought about
it the more it made some strange sense to him. "You can take someone with you
if you want, let's call it a second ... ... " The old man knew the lad would
take his younger Brother, as this was a great chance to show off. " ... ...
you know your opponent, but don't let that put you off, if you're going to be
a fighter, a real fighter, it doesn't matter who you fight, just that you win,
remember that!"

Danny set off to find the place where the fight was to take place, his younger
Brother in tow, not that Johnny would be of any use in all this, after all it
was a fight, and Danny would be the one who steps forward and hits the woman,
hits her some more and then he would be the one that wins. Nothing for his
Brother to do except maybe take care of the woman after he's won, but it would
be good for the younger sibling to see his bigger, older, better Brother in
action.

But now in that dark, cold damp, lower basement all thoughts of his Brother
had gone out of Danny's head. As he stood on one side of a very shabby and,
like the rest of the room, rundown, 'boxing ring' that was obviously broken
and had been 'fixed' so many time it was now almost unrecognisable as a ring!
Well it didn't look anything like one now, it was broken so much, the floor of
the ring was now resting on the concrete floor of the room. You certainly
didn't have to climb up into this ring. The corner post where rusty, bent and
falling away, none of them where straight. The ropes were stretched, baggy and
frayed, what was left of the canvas floor was worn and threadbare, only the
many repairs now kept it together. The ring was rotten, not fit for purpose,
dangerous and in a way perfect for this fight!

The two women opposite now moved into the 'ring' and Danny got his first clear
sight of these two, and as they stepped into the brighter light area their
faces could be seen. Behind Danny there was a gasp from his Brother as if
Johnny recognised one, or was it due to the way the women were dressed?

The first was an older woman, maybe mid 40's or so, a good mature face,
attractive some might even say with the sultry look that only an experience
older woman can have. She was tallish, about the same height as Danny at a
guess, with dark curly hair, dark eyes, red lips and a grin that could mean
anything! She was dressed in a pair of black sports boot, then there was a
pair of uncovered long legs going up to tight black shorts, followed by a
black and white striped top. Again, the top was on the tight side, with
buttons all undone as her chest was trying to push itself out of the top. All
of this showed that the curly hair woman had a good, sexy body.

By the way she was dressed, Danny got the impression that she was the,
referee, the 'Ref' for this fight. But if this was 'no holds barred' why have
a Ref? The young man didn't contemplate this any further as his gaze now moved
across and onto the second of the women. She was going to be his opponent,
that was obvious!

The next woman along was blond and again a woman of some years, not to say she
was past it, Oh No, far from it but she was probably a bit older than the
curly haired one. A bit older and maybe a bit more? This one was blond, fair
haired, and if Danny was to have a guess she was heading towards the big '5'
'O' or maybe just past it. Which made this fight all the more confusing, Terry
had told him that 'OK your opponent might be a woman, but she's strong, she's
tough and she knows how to fight.' But even though the young man had been told
who his opponent was and it had kind of made sense, now seeing the older woman
stood here it didn't make sense, 'how could an old woman even think of taking
him on? Ridiculious.'

But even so, and forgetting the fight bit, there was a certain something about
this woman, she might be over double his age, but still that didn't stop the
younger man looking at her. It wasn't as if she was that good looking, not
like the curly haired woman, no the blond had a plain face, nothing special.
And as she was an older woman you would have thought, plain and old wouldn't
be interesting, but somehow it was. Like the 'Ref', this blond 'Fighter', had
an appeal about her, some might even call her a bit of a Milf, which wasn't a
bad thing!

Her fair hair was straight and came down to her shoulders, her eyes where
light in colour and her lips had a hint of pink to them. She was dressed the
part from top to bottom, she wore white boxer's boots, then there was a pair
of tight three-quarter length sports bottoms, tight and again nice and white.
Up further was a matching white crop sports top, that covered another set of
thrusting breasts, pointing his way. But due to the quite large designer hole
in the middle of the crop top there was plenty of soft, yet firm looking,
large female breasts to see, quite clearly. Around her neck was a white
collar, Danny wasn't sure if this was just part of her 'outfit' or what, but
it did look good. All of this was finished off with a thin bandage wrapped
around each of her hands, not that they would do any good and again probably
just for show, so she looked like a fighter!

As Danny's eyes moved over his opponent's body he noticed how her skin was
tanned and looked good against her white outfit, but also how her body was
toned and firm. She did look good, for a quite older woman, she did look quite
good, indeed. But now it was the younger man's turn to 'impress.' Danny
unzipped his hoodie top, whipped it off and stepped into the 'ring', tossing
his top to is younger Brother. Well Johnny might as well do something and if
looking after his top was the only job going, that's what little Brother would
have to do.

Danny rolled his arms, clicked his neck from side to side and loosened himself
up, ready for the contest and at the same time showing off his strong youthful
male body. Stood there in a pair of trainers, jeans and his bare torso and
chest, a strong young man. The two women looked at each other as the youth did
his 'impressing' bit. They grinned, a knowing snigger of 'who does he think
he's trying to impress?' If he was trying to amaze the women with his body, it
wasn't working, the curly hair brunette and blond straight haired woman both
had other tastes. It would take someone different from Danny to impress them
in that way. At this point the dark curly haired 'Ref' moved into the centre
of the ring and looked at each of the contestants.

A nod from Danny and one from the fair haired Milf told the Ref that
everything was ready. She gave a quick glance over her shoulder to the three
friends that were still watching from over in the shadows. Then a quick peek
over to the stunned looking boy, Johnny, the Ref smiled at the youngster who,
unlike his older Brother was still in a bit of shock about all of this. The
Ref's arms came up, a hand pointing towards each contestant. She again looked
at each fighter, a final confirmation, then brought her hand together and
"fight!" The contest was on!

At first Danny brought up his arms, his clenched fist at the ready, as he took
a couple of steps forward, but it didn't feel right, so maybe the boxing
attack wasn't for him? He dropped his arms, shock his hands free, took a
couple more steps towards the woman, that felt a bit better, maybe a martial
arts style was more him? The woman obviously had her own style her, her arms
where halfway up, hands at waist height. Her fists loosely clenched, but at
the same time she was gentle drumming her fingers, she could easily clasp her
fists tight or open her hand up in an instant, 'good style!'

Danny took another step and wondered should he bow if he was going to lead
with the martial arts or should he ... ... WHACK! OOOUUUHHH!

Too much thinking from the younger man, he didn't know what style to lead
with, he didn't know when to attack and although he'd see that the older
female was ready, he'd failed to act on this. He'd failed to think about what
he would do, failed to think about his opponent, failed to be ready, even
though seeing she was ready. So, he'd now paid the price for thinking too much
and not thinking enough! But to be fair he'd see her arms, seen her fist but
he'd not see the leg that came swinging around, and the boot that had caught
him, slamming into the side of his face and knocking the younger man back.

Danny took a step rearward, and one to the side as the boot had struck. The
blow was sharp and at the same time sent a dull thudding feeling spinning
around the inside of his head. That was lesson number one, something that the
woman had taught him already, look, think and act, then there was lesson
number two, THUD! As he took that stumble from the first blow he'd closed his
eyes, just from a brief moment, but long enough for him to lose sight of the
woman and what she was doing next.

The blond had struck, her leg had gone around and came back down after
striking Danny, as the leg came down the woman, jumped up, twisted herself
around. Now as she came down on the leg that had struck first, her other leg
now came twisting around and caught its target. The second strike was her
other boot that went pounding into the lad's chest as he stumbled to the side.
This second blow was even harder than the first and sent Danny backwards even
further now. He fell now, toppling over and unable to regain his balance,
which meant only one thing BANG! OUCH! Second lesson, don't lose sight of your
opponent!

Danny was annoyed, angry and a bit stunned by what had just happened and
having landed on his arse. Two quick blows and the young man who thought he
had a future in the fight game was being taught a lesson in how to fight, by
an older woman! The other shocked person here was Johnny, the younger Brother
had just witness this, the older Brother he looked up to, the Brother who'd
just been put on his arse, by a woman!

The only one that hadn't been surprised by all this was the blond woman, and
the Ref, of course, the curry haired woman moved around on the outer limits of
the ring, keeping her distance and watching, a smile on her face. Oh, there
was the three in the shadows still, out the way and enjoying the first couple
of opening moves, waiting for what would happen next?

Danny quickly flipped himself up off the floor and back onto his feet, he
shook himself down, rubbed the side of his face and focus back on the fight,
this old woman might have made a good start but that would now change. The
woman strolled over to him, putting her hands out and up, Danny knew this was
a challenge for a test of strength competition, he liked that, he'd show her
now. The pair came close together, hands where locked in together the two of
them stared at each other all the time and UUUHHHHH! Woman versus Man, Old
verse Young, who would be the stronger?

Danny tried to force himself on her, overpower her, dominate her with his
superior male strength, but it wasn't going as he'd planned. It was the
stronger, younger male that was buckling under the superior strength of the
weaker, older female! The blond had turned Danny's hands back and was forcing
him down, down first onto one knee, 'how can she be this strong!', then down
onto both knees. The young man was amazed at how powerful a female could be,
and how she could do this to 'him!'

On his knees and with the woman towering over him pushing down on his hands
and arms, Dany was struggling to keep his arm held up, they were shaking
vigorously under the woman's powerful downwards pressure. But now Danny had an
idea, this was a no holds barred fight and with the woman this close all he
had to do was throw his head into her gut and then he'd have the upper hand.
But again, he'd thought about this, and not just done it. The woman had read
his face, his mind, she knew what he was thinking, and before he could make
his move, she let go of his hands, pushing his arms back and the man too.

She caught him by surprise just pushing him back like that and now with him on
his knees in front of her she made her next move SMACK! THUD! A right hand
that in a flash came down from up high and across his face, followed instantly
by her left knee that came up and thudded nice and hard into the other side of
the young man's head. The blows once more sent Danny back to the floor, and
again he'd been put down by a woman!

The blond didn't waste any time on her next move, she was onto him instantly,
reaching out for the lad lying there on the floor, she came at him fast,
stretching out to grab him. Danny saw this and he'd learnt his lesson, now it
truly was his turn. As she got closer the young man waited and when she was
just about on top of him, Danny shot out his leg, sending his foot into the
advancing older woman. But she wasn't as careless as he'd though, the blond
had seen what he was up to, as if she knew him and could read his thought by
just looking at his face, again!

She's got in close, seen his leg jolt into life as he began to bring it up and
at that moment she flung herself around. She spun around, twirling from one
foot to the other and away from the lad on the ground and to the side. Now as
Danny's leg shoot out, it missed by miles, the woman was out to the side of
him, as he lay there, at her feet! SMACK! OOOWWWWW! The blond flicked her foot
into the side of the lad's head, she didn't smash him, she could have done but
maybe she didn't want this to end so quickly!

But even so Danny felt that blow, well she wasn't going to be 'too easy' on
him! Johnny was again shocked to see his Brother now rolling across the 'ring'
holding his hurt head in agony. Before he could roll too far away from her the
blond moved again, dashing forward and down onto her 'man!' THUD! UUUUHHHHH!
Her knee came down crashing into him as he rolled over, right into his side,
she put all her weight behind her as she dropped onto him. Catching the lad
just right and knocking the wind out of him, and as an added bonus she hurt
him some more, so that was good.

Danny jolted as the woman's knee made contact and as the pain entered his
body, but that hurt didn't last too long as it had to move over to make room
for more pain! In that moment when the blonds struck, she then reached out and
grabbed onto the lad's head as it shot up in the moment of agony. With her
hands firmly grasping onto Danny's head the blond then threw herself to the
side and rolled.

She rolled over and over, across the makeshift ring, and she brought Danny
with her, the lad soon forgot the pain in his body as he was forced to follow
the rolling woman. She dragged him along with her, and he had to follow or
have his head ripped off, well that's what it felt like! Eventually the blond
stopped, she let go and Danny was so grateful that his head was still attached
to his body, even if he did feel disorientated, hurt and sick to his stomach
from all that rolling around.

Danny had a second or two to get himself together before his blond contestant
was back onto him and again showing him what a 'real fight' was all about. She
was back up onto her feet and the tanned woman all in white was now looking a
bit on the dirty side. All that rolling around had left its mark, or marks, on
her nice white outfit. The lad did manage to catch a quick glimpse of this as
a whitish blur moved quickly to him and before he knew it he was being dragged
upwards THUD! OOOOHHHH! THUD! THUD!

The blond threw her knee up into Danny's body as she'd dragged him upwards,
the blows hurt and again the air was sent out his body, the young man was now
realising he was in trouble, this woman was in control of him and he'd hadn't
even got his first strike in! This was not going anywhere near how he'd
thought it would. But now it was time to take full control of the situation,
well that's what the blond was thinking!

She now pushed the hurt younger man away from her, it was a hard push, the
woman was strong and Danny stumbled backwards a few steps before he steadied
himself, and as he did so, SMACK! Not a punch, not a kick or even a knee this
was a stinging slap across the man's face, not a 'fighters' move so maybe she
was just having so fun instead! This was followed up instantly by another and
another hard, striking blow across his face, that was now bright red. A fourth
strike now brought a different red look, a touch of blood to the corner of his
mouth.

She'd drawn blood just by slapping him, so that was good, but now it was time
to move on WHACK! There was distance now between the two of them, enough for
the blond to throw herself into a spin, bring her leg around and slamming her
boot into Danny's expose and unprotected chest. The blow sent her younger
opponent back and tumbling through the rings dodgy ropes and out and down onto
the concrete floor. Even though he's out the ring and down the lad knows he
needs to get back onto his feet, being out the ring won't stop the fight, he
knows that. He also knows he must get back up quickly, he stumbles but is
determined to get up.

He can see the woman back in the ring and now sees her make another move, she
rushes forward, runs, then the blond drives forward throwing herself through
the ring ropes and into a forward roll. She travels across the dirty floor
towards Danny, as she gets closer to him, the lad is just about back on his
feet. Quickly he staggers and stumbles backwards, trying to get out of the way
of the oncoming, tumbling woman.

Danny managed to take those vital couple of steps backwards to get out the way
and before she came to a stop by slamming into him. He was revived that she
hadn't crashed into him, but that was short lived as the blond was instantly
back up on her feet and there, in front of him, close to him. Her white outfit
and tanned exposed body where now showing even more marks and dirt. The black
marks, the muck, the dirt and oil on the floor now decorated her once nice
white outfit, but it did somehow make the plain, older woman, in her dirty
white outfit looked even better! SMACK! OOOUUUHHH!

While this was going on the Ref had also moved out of the ring and was
hovering around, grinning at what was instore next. Which was the blond
backhanding Danny, who feels his legs wobble a bit, she put a lot behind that
one. Distracted by that blow the lad didn't see the older woman raises her leg
and in a sharp movement, bring it down hard. The heel of her boot crashes down
onto his kneecap, there's a crunching sound, a cry of pain and the lad is back
down on the floor. Followed quickly by some vicious pulling of hair and sharp
encouragement to get the young men back onto his feet!

More slaps and punches follow, more use of her boots and the tall lad is
dropped again, then quickly brought straight back up again, the lads
introduction to a real fight isn't going well, for him! She lashes out at the
younger man with her fists, pounding his face and body, she then opens her
hand, she slaps and brings down backhands across his now visible battered
face. Her knees shot up into his body, first into Danny's groin then as this
burning pain brought him down to his knees, her knee slams into his torso,
chest and face, as he falls. The blond smiled, almost as if she'd enjoyed
that. With the upstart of a young man on his knees, in pain, and having been
taught, shown, what a 'real fighter' can do it was time to finish his lesson,
for today!

She took a step backward to get her distance just right, a spinning kick, a
boot to the side of his head and Danny will be out cold. As the blond, older
woman, throws herself into her move Johnny who can take no more of watching
this destruction of his older Brother rushes forward, "NO! Mum, you can't let
this happen, STOP THIS!"

But the younger Brothers words are not listened too, they are too late and
ignored anyway, as, CRACK! UUUHHHH! THUD! The boot strikes, Danny is consumed
by pain then everything goes black for him as he falls to the concrete floor
for the last time and is still. Johnny is still rushing to help his Brother,
even if he is far too late, but before he can reach Danny lying there the Ref
jumps in and grabs hold of the younger one.

She comes up behind Johnny and grabbed onto him, the Ref has hold of the young
Brother, her hands hold him firmly by his upper arms, he struggled but could
not break free, he's going nowhere. She restrains the boy, who now looks back
over his shoulder at her, at the Ref, "Mum, why didn't you stop this?" The
curly dark haired woman just smiles back at her Son. "Danny was never going to
make it as a fighter, we all knew that and your Aunt here said she'd love to
be the one who makes sure he knows that!" Johnny looked over at the blond
woman, his Aunt, who was smiling as she made her way over to her younger
Nephew.

With his Mother holding him tight and his dirty Aunt now stood in front of
him, grinning, Johnny wonders what going to happen now? The blond, the Aunt
grabs hold of Johnny with both hands, either side of his head. "Now then we
don't want you going all macho like poor Danny, look what happened to him. So,
your Mother and I have decided that you, young man, need to be taken in hand
before you start getting any silly ideas about what you think you can do ... "
She steps closer to him, her face now very close to his, Johnny goes red,
swallows hard 'what does she mean?' " ... ... and it's going to be my hands
that show you!"

With that the Aunt pulls her Nephew even closer to her face and kisses him,
she kisses him and kisses him hard. Being restrained by his Mother, his head
held by his Aunt who's also kissing him and now forcing her tongue into his
mouth, Johnny has nowhere to run to and hide! The blond's lips and tongue work
the young lad, she works him hard, she doesn't let him up for air and soon the
boy is trying to breath, but can't!

Then suddenly the Aunt pulls her Nephew face away and he can breathe again
'Thank ... ... UUUUMMMHHHH! Johnny's face is now pushed hard into his Aunt's
open cleavage, the open part of her top is now filled with the boy's face as
the older woman holds him against her soft, yet firm breasts. It's a joyous
feeling for the lad, but, again, soon the lack of any oxygen is a problem for
him. He struggles, much to Aunties delight as she pushes his face deeper into
her cleavage. But for the boy it was all to no avail, still restrained by his
Mum, and held into his Aunties smothering breasts, Johnny doesn't last much
longer. But just before he passed out, Auntie leant forward and whispered into
his ear "I'm now going to rape you!" And with that ringing around his head the
younger Brother fell into the blackness of unconsciousness, but this was a
much more pleasant way, to be 'knocked out!'

With Johnny out cold the blond lifts him up, first into her arms then up and
over her shoulder, she turns to leave with her prize, leaving the defeated
Danny on the floor, the Aunt has always liked the younger Brother more! The
Ref, Mum, follows on as the pair head towards the lift they came down in. At
the same time and out of the shadows one of those who has been watching
emerges. She's a delightful young redhead, if Danny were awake he'd probably
recognise her as his girlfriend! The redhead girl slipped her hand into that
of the Ref's and now girl, Ref, Fighter and unconscious boy all entered the
lift and where heading up to ... ... !

If one thing had been proved in all this, it was that Danny was not going to
make it in the fight business, he just wasn't good enough, no matter what he'd
thought of himself before this fight. This fight had proven, to him, that he
wasn't that good, it was his Aunt who was the fighter in this family.

Sometime later and up in the building above where the fight had taken place
some other things had been sorted out. Above the basement room was The Hotel
Excelsior, the city's most premier and exclusive hotel and an establishment
that was frequently by 'certain' people, ladies! One set of ladies went by the
name of 'Milf Club' a group of 'older ladies' who came to the Excelsior to
'enjoy a pleasurable time!' (Reader may wish to read some of the pervious
stories about The Excelsior Hotel & the ladies of Milf Club - Wrong Order,
Happy Valentines, Milf Club, Millionaire Mayhem, Valentines Surprise &
Mother's Day Treat).

Up in one of the rooms on the top floor Johnny is naked and laid out on a very
large bed, one the floor in front of the bed is a pile of dirty white cloths
and just walking out of the bathroom is the naked blond, his Aunty. She'd
washed off all that muck from the basement and is now clean, and now she's
ready to get down and dirty again! Her young Nephew is tied by his wrist to
the bed, not that he needs to be, but his Aunt though it would be a fun idea
to tie him up! And now as his grinning Aunt makes her way over to him there is
a sense of excitement and fear running through the young lad's body! As she
slowly climbs onto the bed Johnny's heart is racing, 'is she really going to
rape me?'

In another room on the top floor and there is another pile of cloths in the
middle of the room, the Ref is out her uniform and is soaking herself in the
large foam filled bath. The water is warm, deep and there are bubbles
everywhere, the curly haired woman leans back as the young redhead girl, her
Son's girlfriend, is sat astride the woman and gently massaging her large
breasts with handful of the foaming bubbles.

In the bedroom the Aunt and Nephew are getting to 'know' each other as the
blond moves her naked body up Johnny's body, the Milf feels him shiver with
desire, anticipation and a thrilling terror. The boy could feel the large
breasts and nipples of the older woman against his skin as she moved slowly up
his leg and towards ... ... ! The Aunt can see how eager her Nephew is and
likes what she can see up ahead. She reaches out and can now feel his large
eagerness in her hand!

In the bathroom, the curry haired woman, grabs onto her lovers long wet red
hair and pulls the girl towards her. Lips come closer and closer and they
kiss, the Milf can feel the eager hands move over her mature body and now is
the moment to really enjoy her bath time!

In the basement and Danny was still lying there on the cold, damp floor, and
at the point of just coming around, as he slowly came back into consciousness
he felt his body ache and throb, from the beating he'd taken off his Aunt.
She's taught him all he needs to know about the fight game, no matter what
style he picked he was not as good as her, she would beat him every time. And
what fighter can't beat a woman, so if he can't beat his Aunt he won't make it
as a fighter, that's what he'd learnt!

Back in his gym and Terry received a message, a couple of friends he knew had
gone along to watch a fight that night. He'd told them about this potential up
and coming fighter, but thought he might not have it in him to be a real
fighter, the young man was a bit too arrogant about him own ability. So, Terry
had set up a sort of match, with a woman he knew, just to show the young man
what fighting was really all about. The message he received just told him that
the fight had gone the way he thought it would.

Right now the one thing that Danny could be pleased about was that he was
obviously alone, the large room was empty, even if it was cold and damp he
could lay here, and get his strength back before ... ... CLIP! CLIP! CLIP! Out
of the shadows came the sound and sight of two figures, two women, making
their way to where the now conscious Danny lay. Not just two women, but two
older women, two Milf's ... ... !