Sister Act
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Sisters, but they act in different ways! 


Sister Act

Out in a very nice, a very pleasant part of the country was The Grove Estate,
an exclusive, very exclusive, expensive, very expensive, community living
area. Not your typical common council type of estate, 'Oh No', nothing like
that. The Grove Estate was much more than that, you really did need money to
live here, and lots of it. This was a private estate set in a small lush
forest, right on the edge of the nearby main built up area, and being a
private estate, it had its own private roads going through it. Roads that
needed a pass code to gain access through the perimeter road gates. Plus,
there was a plush kind of perimeter fence too, that run around the edge of the
forest, the estate, to keep the riff raff out, of course.

Inside the estate and the houses, the large houses, homes here were quite
induvial property. Each home was unique, stylish and large, set in its own
grounds, and of course as this was an exclusive estate, some homes here were
also somewhat extravagant, maybe a bit too extravagant and over the top. But
they all had one thing in common, they were all expensive, but that didn't
matter, as those who lived here could afford them.

Those that did live here on The Grove Estate where either enjoying their early
retirements, from some very well to do and paying jobs. Or they were still in
their, well to do and paying jobs, and just working towards that day when they
could retire and take in all this luxury without having to work for it. Well,
it was the men who were the ones who were still working or had retired, and
their wives where ... ... Their wives, they were the wives of the current CEOs
or Chairman of this or that firm, they were the wives of the Chief Executive
or MD of that company. There were also some wives of a few deputy's, of this
and that, some senior managers of the other, those men still working hard up
to get up that greasy ladder to those top jobs. Then there were the wives of
the retired, CEO, Chairman, Chief Executive or MD. Which of course allowed the
woman of The Grove Estate to concentrate on, the estates Committee,
committees, or their 'charity work', the kind of stuff that made them look
good. The wives very much lived off who their husband was, what position the
husband had. As this donated what position, the wife had here on the estate.
It was very much like that for the ladies here, as you would expect!

So, you can imagine there was a lot of added pressure on the men, from their
wives, to 'do well' at work, to get promotion, to get to the top. Any way they
can! As then that wife would have something over their 'friends' here on the
estate!

The estate benefited from, in the centre of it, its own community centre, or
that should be Community Hall, centre was such a common word! Or here it was
just known as 'The Hall.' Which had its own lounge bar, with facilities, both
social and sporting and of course its own tennis courts. The Hall was run by
the estates Community Committee, which of course consisted of the estate's
'most senior' wives! Plus, there were a few other facilities, here and there.
On the north side The Grove Estate bordered a very exclusive members only golf
club, which living here on the estate meant automatic membership. Then over on
the east side there was an exclusive school, so living here provide again
automatic entrance for the children of those who lived here. So, as you can
see The Grove Estate had it all, it was the 'perfect' place to live, if you
could afford to, of course! (Reader may wish to read the previous stories -
Welcome to The Grove, A Summer Garden Party & Ladies of The Grove)

But recently there had been an extra addition to the area that added something
else to living here at The Grove Estate. Not that far away, an old rundown and
dilapidated country manor house had had been acquired. Then it had been
renovated and turned into a quite lovely country getaway location and
rebranded as The Highgrove! The Highgrove was now a country hotel, a spar &
fitness centre, a country getaway with the obvious conference centre also
added on. Plus, there was also an equestrian side to this place, if you
fancied a ride out, as the old house had its own stables that came with it.
So, it seemed only right for these to also be refurbished and then to be put
back into use again. All of this, the whole of The Highgrove, its estate and
grounds, plus the facilities it offered, it was all a bit upmarket, posh, even
luxury. With an added certain extravagancy about it. So, with all this, The
Highgrove, with good reason, would appeal to those who lived here on The Grove
Estate!

In particular it appealed mostly to the women from The Grove Estate, as the
spar there was indeed very much to the ladies liking. It seemed as if The
Highgrove had everything that a 'Grove' lady would want! Then once the ladies
had spent some time in that spar and it was over, off they would go to the
lounge for a drink or two, or the dining room to indulge in the fine cuisine
there. Then by the time they had fully relaxed it would be time for their
husbands to make the short journey over from The Grove, to pick their wives
up. Plus, there was of course the fitness centre there too, and it was a very
impressive one, for those ladies who liked to get down to a hot, sweaty
workout!

Both the spar and the fitness centre had everything that you would expect and
everything that you would need from either place. There were saunas, hot tubs,
a swimming pools, indoors and outdoors, plus hot stones, reflexology and
massages from the finest masseuses. Then in the fitness centre there was
weights and workout machines. Every piece of new and traditional equipment you
could think of, or hope to use, plus all those personnel trainers. They even
had a boxing ring, in one of the old out buildings in the courtyard near to
the old stable area. Apparently, the owner of all this had been in the fight
game once and as they were setting up a chain of these well to do country
getaways. Each one would have a ring in it as a nod to the noble art of the
fight game!

But it also had a few extra's 'thrown in' too, as the manager here was a woman
who 'knew' what people liked and wanted! Plus, once it had opened and the
ladies of The Grove had started to come and visit here, the manager had a
better idea of what else she could provide to make these 'guests' visit even
more enjoyable!

So, here and today it was the weekend which meant that here at The Highgrove
there was an obvious increase in the number of men that were here. This would
be because the husbands, of the wives from The Grove Estate weren't at work,
weren't in their offices running all those multi-million companies and firms.
Of course, they all hand their phones nearby, just in case there was that
international emergency that only they could sort out. Which in some men's
case was a good thing as when their phone did go off and it was an emergency
that only they could sort out. It meant it got them out of whatever their
wives had got planed for that weekend!

But right now, and one man who didn't want to be disturbed this weekend, as he
had plans of his own, was Adrian. In his firm he was indeed an important man
and enjoyed the 'cut and thrust' of business, the hard work of the office. But
this weekend, he had 'other' plans, some other hard work to take care of.
Plans that meant he'd already left explicit instructions back in his office
that he was not to be disturbed this weekend, under any circumstances. He was
a man who had his own 'things to do', and didn't want to any interruptions!
So, this weekend and today he was here at The Highgrove, and was now waiting,
and had been waiting a while now for ... ... ! Waiting for the reason that he
didn't want to be disturbed.

Elsewhere in The Highgrove and there was a woman, Anita, who was also here for
her own reasons and who'd just finishing off getting herself ready. She was in
the changing room area of the fitness complex, in the main house building, and
was just tidying up her things after changing. She gave a quick look around
the plush changing room and, yes everything was in order, she was a woman who
liked everything to be just right. Then she left, to go and find her Sister
Jillian who was here with her today. She walked down the far side of the quite
large open changing area corridor, looking at the door numbers of the changing
rooms there, 11 ... 9 ... 7.

Changing room 7 that's the one her Sister was in. Anita was just about to
knock on the door, knowing how slow Jillian could be to get ready for
anything. But as she raised her fist to tap on the door, OOUUHH! There was the
sound of a moan, a moan of pleasure. It was the sound that any other woman
would recognise as a sound of real 'enjoyment!' Anita grinned, then shook her
head, "Bitch!" Then turned and headed off, it was obvious that her Sister had
found 'someone' to enjoy here. Which in itself wasn't of any surprise to Anita
as The Highgrove did employ some very lovely and very friendly members of
staff. But then again there was also some very lovely and friendly guests who
came here too. So, really it could be anyone that her Sister had 'bumped into'
and was now getting friendly with!

Yes, the staff here were friendly, lovely and 'hands on', so much so that
Anita, her Sister Jillian, and a few other women would come here deliberately
just for some deep relaxation! The spar, the fitness centre, the luxury here
were all very good, but the staff here, the ones that went that extra bit
further for the guest enjoyment. They were the real reason why this place was
so popular, with some of its visitors! The 'good' staff here brought the
lovely guests here, and when lovely guest meet other lovely guest and lovely
staff join in so ... ... So, quite a lot could and did happen!

Inside changing room number 7 and Jillian was indeed getting some enjoyment.
She was getting the absorbing attention of a quite lovely and quite cute
youth. A youth whose mouth, lips and tongue were slowly working up and down
Jillian's neck. Their hands on her quite firm arse as that young tongue was
doing its job in raising the passion in this older and quite attractive female
guest here at The Highgrove.

Jillian had seen this youth, the one she was now with, she'd see him earlier.
Seen him whiles she was in the lounge area waiting for her Sister to arrive,
seen this one come in and as she saw him, she'd thought to herself ... ... .!
Plus, as this one had walked in and seen her, he'd smiled and Jillian seeing
that 'smile' she knew. Just as she 'knew' with most boy who looked her way,
they all liked and wanted her, and this boy was no different. Jillian was a
Milf that boys liked, wanted, needed and would do, almost anything to have, if
only they could!

She caught his boyish eye, almost deliberately, as he was obviously staring at
her, taking in how good she looked today, ogling her. That's when she smiled
back at him, in that way that an older woman can and sent out a clear message
to a horny lad, this boy, Harry. A message of 'come and get me if you dare',
and the boy just couldn't hold back any more he had to take her 'challenge.'
Take on the 'dare' that she'd thrown down. Well, a hot Milf like Jillian
wasn't to be ignored when she smiles at you like that. So, when it was safe to
do so, the boy had slipped away. He'd found the changing room area, that he
knew she'd gone to and slipped into her unlocked changing room as she was
halfway through undressing.

Maybe she'd left the door unlocked deliberately, maybe she knew he was going
to try it today. But as he went through the door, closed it quietly behind
him, and locked it as he stood there now with his back to the door. As he
looked at her, his boyish eyes wide open, as she was down to just her bra and
jeans, designed ones of course, and as she turned and looked at her 'intruder'
and smiled at him. Seeing the woman, dressed like this, and how good, how fit
she looked, there was no holding back for Harry now. He had to have her, and
as he'd appeared, just as she knew he would, she knew she was going to have
him too!

But to Anita all that didn't matter, she was sure to see her Sister, some time
later on, after she'd 'finished', with whoever it was she had trapped in there
with her. But also knowing her Sister, that could be quite a bit later, as the
slightly younger of the two Sister liked to take her time while she was
enjoying herself! Anita left Jillian to her fun with whoever it was, but now
this woman moved off as she had her own things to do here. But even so hearing
her Sister moan like that, which told her that whoever Jillian was with was
doing a good job. It did also give the older Sister the 'idea' that maybe
later she could find something herself, to 'enjoy!' But first of course there
was still the reason that she was here today to get on with, to focus on
first!

Down the rest of the corridor she went, then out of the changing room area,
down past the exercise rooms, the weights and that room with all those
different fitness machines. Past the private smaller rooms and all the way
down to the rear door that led outside into what had once been the back
courtyard of the old manor house. Anita stepped outside, there was a gust of
wind and a slight chill in the air too, but this didn't bother her as she took
the short walk across the cobbled courtyard over to the single outbuilding a
short way away.

There was an old door there, that had also been renovated and gave the
building an old, yet still secure look to it. Through it she went and into a
short white walled corridor with a door at the far end and just two other
doors, one on either side as she took that brief walk to the far door, the one
she was heading for. At the door she turned the handle, pushed on it and
walked through. On the other side was a large room, the woman thought it must
have been a kind of storeroom at some stage when this had been a real country
manor house, when that courtyard would have been filled with the sound of
horses, grooms and yard workers.

But now this room like the rest of the estate had been changed and this was
where the boxing ring had been set up. Down the corridor the woman Anita had
seen all the notices there for the boxing lessons and sessions that were laid
on for the guests and visitors to this country getaway. She wasn't here for
any lessons; Anita didn't think there was too much any of the coaches here
could teacher her. But then again, she wasn't the kind of woman to follow the
rules of any sport or game, losing wasn't something that she liked. Amongst
some of even her closest friends she couldn't be completely trusted in any
game not to cheat. Anita was a winner and that's all she knew!

But now and here today in this old building turned into its own kind of boxing
gym, the woman knew she'd need all of her skills and maybe a few 'tricks' to
win here, today! The building had a high open roof with wooden beams
criss-crossing and lights hanging down from those beams. But only a few of the
lights, four of them, where actually on and these only lit up the main central
area, where the boxing ring was set up. These lights were all a bit dull, as
if they hadn't been turned up to their full brightness. The light they
produced, although it lit up the direct ring area, that was as much as they
did, as the light then faded out and barely reached the four walls that
encased this room.

Around the main ring there in the centre, the rest of the room had various
fitness and boxing training equipment all the way around each side. Some could
be clearly seen, some you had to stare at before it came into focus, due to
the fading light the further you went from the centre of the room. If all the
lights had been on, fully on, then all of this would have looked quite
impressive. But now it only looked as if someone was just interested in one
thing, and that was, what was going to happen in that ring!

But Anita wasn't interested in anything else there in the shadows, she knew
what was there already as she'd been here before. Both her and her Sister had
had a few training sessions here, part of the women's general fitness routine,
as they both enjoyed a good, hard, sweaty workout! Talking of which, back in
that changing room, the one that the young lad had walked into after being
giving that 'knowing' smile by the older woman. And now Jillian had 'lost' her
bra and her jeans were also loosened and would be coming down soon. With that
bra gone, out the way, the boy Harry, that she'd teased and invited with her
smile. He was now showing that his mouth and his tongue could make her moan,
even more as he worked on her tits. Just as he'd made her moan while he'd
showed affectation to her neck and then her mouth as he'd gone on to kiss her,
properly for the first time.

But all of that was now out of Anita's mind, her Sister and what and who she
got up to would be something she'd not give another thought to. Anita was now
fully focused on her 'job' and what she was here to do. She stood there for a
moment, in that open doorway, with the light from the corridor behind her as
it illuminated her as she held the door open. She stood there for a few
moments, lit up there in the doorway, almost as if she was deliberately
showing herself off. Showing off to anyone who was there watching her come
into the room!

After a couple of seconds had gone by, she now carried on and walked further
into the large open room and up to the ring there in the centre of it. In that
ring and still waiting was the man Adrian, who'd been there waiting for a
while now. Having been kept waiting like this he was finally pleased, if not a
bit jittery to see the woman who'd finally arrive. She'd been keeping him
waiting far too long, but to Anita, it didn't matter what time she turned up,
the building was all booked out to her for the afternoon, so no one else would
come in here. Which meant she could make the man wait for her, and that's what
she'd done. Well, there was no rush was there?

But now she was here and it was time to ... ... ! Time to get this little
weekend session started! Anita made her way over to the ring and the steps
that were there and led up into the 'arena!' At the bottom of those steps, she
kicked off her footwear, as it was bare foot in the ring for her. At the steps
she also undone the cord around her rob, ready to remove it and at that moment
someone appeared there. Someone nice, someone young and someone blond.

Corrie was the sharply, young blond girl, who was coming over to the steps.
Young and fit looking, attractive too, with her long blond hair tied back in a
ponytail and dressed in some fashionable sportswear. Trainers, pink, then a
pair of leggings all multi-coloured that moved up to a matching long sleeved,
tight fitting sports top. This young girl looked quite hot, fit and hot, and
there seemed to be some similarity between the girl and the woman. Anita
slipped off her white rob and handed it to the girl as she now made her way up
those stairs, then ducked under the ropes and was inside the ring.

Inside the ring and on the other side to where the woman had just climbed
through the rope and got inside. On that other side was stood, waiting for
her, was Adrian, he wasn't best pleased as this should have all started some
15 minutes ago. But even though she was finally here now, the man did have
this slight feeling of trepidation, 'No! that was silly, what did he have to
worry about!' He looked over to her, the woman who was in the ring with him,
as she made her way to the opposite corner to where he was stood. She, Anita,
was good looking, with short fair hair and mature, and if you'd just met her
and given her that double look as she normally got. Then you'd have thought
that she was somewhere in her early 40's, and you wouldn't be far off, with a
guess like that.

She was dressed in obvious bare feet, then a pair of sports leggings,
three-quarter length, pale green in colour with some blue stripy pattern going
down one leg. Those legging cling to her, her legs looked firm and with strong
thighs. Moving further up, past a toned flat midriff and she had a matching
crop top, the same pale green colour with that blue stripy pattern going up
and across on the opposite side and over her large breast there. Her breasts
were indeed large, firm and filled that crop top and looked mighty fine. So
did the rest of her body, the body of a woman who wasn't afraid to get hot and
sweaty, to workout hard in the gym. Fit, toned and a good looking Milf, that's
what he saw in this woman.

Anita looked quite fit indeed for an older woman, more than just quite fit and
the man Adrian could see all this. He took it all in. took her in and he
appreciated what he was looking at and how this Milf looked too. Which of
course made him smile, just a bit. Now it was her turn to look at him, to take
him in. Adrian was a bit taller than her, maybe a good two to three inches
taller, so that would be to his advantage. He was a similar age to the woman,
but again maybe two or three years older, so mid 40's might be a good guess.
He was dressed in a pair of tight shorts, the kind that maybe a cyclist might
wear. Tight and showing a bit of a bulge that meant he was a good man, in at
least one way! The rest of his body was also noticeable, broad shoulders,
solid arms, a flat toned stomach and good firm legs. Tall, strong and a bit of
a mature hunk, that's what she saw in this man.

So, there was just the two of them here in the ring, stood there, looking at
each other in opposite corners as if ... ... As if they were about to take
part in some kind of a match, a fight maybe? But there was also a couple of
others here too. Stood behind the woman, Anita, in her corner, so to speak was
the young blond girl, Corrie. Stood outside on the edge of the ring as if she
was here to support and even act as the older woman's second.

But there was also someone else here too, over in the man's corner, well just
getting up onto the edge of the ring and walking along it to get into the
man's corner. This was Justin, a tall young colleague type lad, slender and
fit looking, not as broad or strong looking as the man, but a lad who was
probably working on getting himself as big and strong as the man. He was
dressed in grey joggers and blue t-shirt with a gym slogan across it. He was
kind of sweet looking and again there seemed as if there was some kind of
resemblance between him and the man in the corner.

As the lad walked along the outside of the ring, to his corner, he could
almost feel the older woman's eyes on him. He quickly looked over to her
corner, as if he felt her gaze and there, she was smiling back at him. Almost
as if she knew if she looked hard enough then the lad would look at her. She
grinned, smiled at him, gave a wink, then puckered up and blew him a kiss.
Mocking the lad, she might have been, but it was difficult to tell clearly,
but the scouring look he gave her back was clear that he didn't trust her and
what she was up to! Now Justin was in the man's corner, and with both
'seconds' in place it was time for ... ... !

Well, the man, Adrian, wasn't too sure if everything was ready yet as he was
sure there should be someone else here too ... ... someone else over in that
'female' corner. He'd been expecting another woman to be there, the darkhaired
Sister of the fair haired Anita. Almost as if he knew something about the
woman opposite him and her Sister too! But she, the Sister, wasn't there,
wasn't stood ready to watch all this, so where was she?

The darkhaired Sister, Jillian was still in that changing room and enjoying
the youth who'd locked himself in that room with her! When she'd arrived here
at The Highgrove, earlier than anyone else, the woman had gone for a relaxing
sauna and then a bit of a swim. Getting back dressed again she'd headed off to
the lounge area for a small little drink as she waited for her Sister. It was
about that time that the woman caught sight of the young boy who'd walked in
and then looked over at her and something deep inside her had said, 'Yes!' But
right now, Jillian couldn't say anything more as her mouth was quite full with
this boy, Harry's, quite impressive big boy cock! The boy was making the Milf
work hard, not that she was complaining as this was such a lush tool to work
on, and by fuck she was determined to work him hard!

Back to that outbuilding in the old stable courtyard and it was time for
things to get underway. Anita was the one who started it off by coming out her
corner and strolling, with a deliberate wiggle of her firm arse towards the
centre of the ring. As she was almost there Adrian also came out of his
corner, he took a half step forwards, then stopped for just the briefest of
moments. Almost as if he was thinking twice about all of this and what was
about to happen here. But he carried on, slowly, moving towards the centre
where the woman was now stood, ready, waiting for him. That moment of
hesitation as he'd come out his corner, it made the woman grin, with a look on
her face of 'mild' satisfaction.

He knew he shouldn't have done that, shouldn't have paused, as it would have
given the woman a sense of victory over him, which of course it had done. It
was almost as if he thought it really wouldn't come to this, but it had. Now
there they stood, both of them in the centre of the ring and just a short
distance away from each other, ready to sort out their disagreement. As that's
why they were all here, 'a disagreement', between the woman and the man, and
there was only one way this was going to be sorted out, DING! DING!

Over near the woman's corner and the young girl who was stood there, had
moved. Just a short way down the ropes and flicked her foot out to strike the
bell that hung there. So, with the bell rung, the fight was on, and it was now
all down to Anita and Adrian to sort this all out, in just one way, SMACK! The
sound of the bell had made the man jump a bit, he wasn't expecting that, but
then again, he wasn't too sure as to how this was all going to start, so this
was as good a way as anyway. The girl had seen the old bell hanging there
earlier when she'd first come in here and could see the funny side in using
it. She saw the man give that jitter of his body as she kicked it, and she did
find that funny, so it had worked. But Anita, knowing what young Corrie was
like and seeing the bell herself as she came up the steps, had guessed what
was going to happen. So, as the man had been caught out by the sound of it,
she went for him, taking the advantage and delivering the first strike.

As he shook at the sound of the bell, his head had turned, just slightly, but
it had turned towards the sound of the girl starting this all off. Over to his
left he'd peered and at that moment the woman had came around with her left
arm and sent her clenched fist into that right side of his face. It was a good
blow, catching him on his cheek bone, making his body shudder even more. But
this time it was because he'd been hit which pleased the woman. Gave her and
extra boost of confidence at getting the first blow in, and that first blow
was always the most important in a fight. At the same time, it all made the
younger girl sniggered at how easily the man had been caught out.

Over in his corner and the young lad there was annoyed at all this, the
'distraction' the girl had caused was unfair, she'd cheated somehow. But then
again there weren't any real rules in all this. It was after all, just a
fight, to settle the two older one's little dispute, no one had said anything
about rules!

As he shook from the blow, the woman carried on. She knew that he was strong
and if she was to win this match, she'd need to hit hard, fast and carry on
hitting, and not stop! That was her plan, WHACK! She followed up, with a quick
blow to his gut, dropping her shoulder down, bringing her right arm around and
low. Then at the right moment, sending it upwards into his lower body, a good
blow that was aided by the swinging movement of her body so that more force
could be put behind it. Instantly she struck and Anita pulled her arm back so
she could send it back in. Her fist, rapidly went into where she'd just
struck, WHACK! WHACK! THUD! THUD! Then she followed up, straight away with a
few more hard hits, just to keep that momentum going her way and to increase
his pain.

With her taking the momentum fully forwards, with him hurt and shocked, it was
now time to try something else, so, WOOSSHH! THUD! OOOWWWHHH! Still down low
after sending those fast, hard, fists into him, she now flung herself around,
twisted herself and as she did, she tucked herself under the man, grabbed onto
his arm. Gripping his arm, she now pushed herself upwards, while still
twisting and turning her body. So, all that Adrian could do was go with the
woman, go up and go where she wanted him to go. Over her shoulder, over her
body he went, flung all the way over her so he went flying and then came down
with a hard thud to the canvas floor of the ring.

A good, quick, well taken move from the woman and a quite humiliating take
down for the man. The whistles of delight from Corrie over in the woman's
corner, a good indication that this was just what was wanted, from the woman
that is. Plus, the grunts of anger and frustration for the youth Justin over
in the male corner. Another indication that this wasn't going to the male
plan, if there was one in the first place!

As Adrian was tossed over and hit the floor, the woman he was, trying to fight
carried on, giving him no respite to try and recover, as she attacked again.
As he'd landed, she threw herself almost literally at him. Dropping herself
down on him as he was laying there on his back. Dropping her bent arm, her
upper arm down and across his chest, putting as much weigh and as much
momentum behind her strike as she could. When she came crashing down on him,
all that Adrian could do was cry out in pain, exhale sharply and jerk his body
as the pain rushed all through it.

Over in his corner and the lad Justin, threw his hands down on the top rope
there in frustration, "come on Dad, fight her!" 'Dad' so this was a Father and
Son team in the male corner, not that it looked as if that was helping in any
way. But maybe there was at least one 'male' who was more that just a bit
happy! Back inside the main building and still locked in that changing room
the boy Harry was getting his boy cock worked over in a different way now. As
it was 'trapped' in-between the older woman, Jillian's quite firm and large
tits.

Anita's Sister had already got the boy hard with her mouth and tongue and
she'd enjoyed that, enjoyed it all a bit too much. But, 'Hey!', she was
allowed to indulge herself in a good boy, and by the look of this boy's cock,
he was good. She knew she'd come back to sucking on him, of course she would,
but just now it was her tits that had control of this boy. As the youth
thrusted himself back and forth, and as Jillian worked him up and down,
pushing her large tits together, to crush that boy tool she had trapped there.
The woman knew there was still much more to come for her quite tasty new
boytoy!

Back in the outbuilding and the other young male wasn't enjoying himself
anywhere nearly as much as Harry was. Justin was getting even more irritated
as that older woman had come down and dropped her arm, so harshly into his
Father's chest there on the floor. Having struck she then quickly rolled
herself toward Adrian and at the same time raising her knee and driving it
upwards and hard into his groin as she moved, rolled across and over him.
Again, there was another good echoing sound of pain that bounced around the
empty, apart from these four people, large room.

If the older man was going to get back into this fight, stand a chance of
winning then the lad, Justin would have to step in and help out, after all
there were no rules to this, right? Just as he was bending down to slip
himself through the ropes of the ring, to take the woman there from behind,
just at that moment ... ... THUD! In a split second the lad had felt something
grab at his ankles, then there this was this feeling of falling, followed by
his head, upper body hitting two sets of ring ropes. He came down heavily on
the ropes then dropped down to canvas floor and the edge of the ring.

The girl Corrie had seen across the ring that Justin was getting more and more
upset with how things were going for his Father in the ring. She just knew
that he'd try something, so! So, she decided to be there to stop him when he
did try it. Well, there was nothing in the rules to stop her was there? With
the distraction of the fight and it all going the female way in the ring. The
lad didn't notice the girl easily manage her way around the ring, plus the
poor light helped her get into a good position. Then when the lad had gone to
interfere, it was her turn to make a move. Grabbing onto his ankles, pulling
them and him back, taking his legs away from him and dropping him onto the
edge of the ring. The girl Corrie had stopped and at the same time hurt the
lad Justin, that was all good! This act was followed by laughter from the girl
as she now skipped away, making her way back to her side after shocking,
hurting and preventing the lad from interfering.

Having dropped Justin like that, the girl was skipping away, giggling at
having caught him by surprise so easily. Back inside the ring and after that
display of a classic wrestling move by the older woman Anita, dropping her arm
on the man there. She'd quickly got herself back to her feet and was now
reaching down to grab onto the coughing and spluttering man. A good hold on
his head so she could pull him upwards as he tried to deal with the pain in
his chest and body, plus the hazy, dull aching that had gripped the inside of
his head. He was for the moment easy to control as she rolled him over onto
his front, like a good dog and then pulled him up onto his knees. This was
almost too easy!

The smile on her face as she literally manhandled the man was evident enough,
she was really starting to enjoy herself now, and ... ... WOOSSHH! THUD!
OOUUHH! But maybe for a second or two the woman had lost her own
concentration, was enjoying herself a bit too much, or was it that the man had
just got lucky? Whatever it was, Adrian now had the upper hand here. As he'd
been dragged upwards, only halfway upwards he'd lashed out widely. A swinging
arm and a fist that came around, landed just right and into the woman's gut.
Maybe it was the shock of finally getting hit by him, maybe it was the force
he'd put behind it, but whatever it was it had worked, in his favour. For a
change!

Anita gasped and went staggering quickly backwards, it was just a few steps
but back she went and ended up going to the ropes of the ring. As she was that
close to them. Being hit had made her let go of the hold she had on his head.
Being hit had made her swing out, around and over towards the ropes, but even
so, or maybe by luck she still had one hand near his head. Suddenly, maybe
instinct made her grasp that hand tightly shut and now she had a grip onto his
hair, so maybe she could still do something here?

Outside the ring and Corrie had just got back to her corner and was just
scrambling back up onto the edge there. It was now that she saw the man strike
and the woman, and her go stumbling back to the ropes, "No! Mum!" The girl was
shocked and so it seemed that the women in the ring and the girl outside where
Mother and Daughter, so we now have another family team here, but will this
help the women win here today?

As she went back to the ropes the older woman, shocked by what had just
happened to her, she had to think quickly, had to decide what she was going to
do next! Falling back on the ropes, she felt them on her back and start to
give with that elasticity they had and that gave her the idea ... ... !
Especially as she still had hold, even with just one hand on the man by his
hair! She tightened her grip as she hit the ropes and bounced back, twisting
herself and at the same time she raised her outer leg. Still having a hold on
him, a tight hold on his hair that gave her some stability to bounce, twist
and come back. It also allowed her to keep the man still bend over, even to
drag, pull him to her. To control him, and make sure he was 'ready and in the
right potion' for her return!

With that raised leg, as she came thundering back, off those ropes, with him
ready, with her knee ready, it was only going to go into one place, WALLOP!
UUUWWWHHH! Bouncing back Anita's knee went into Adrian who for that brief
moment had managed a grin of success. He'd managed to strike back, hit her for
the first time, and in his mind, this was the start of him coming back, of him
getting on top in this fight and of him winning it. But that pounding
returning knee that came flying around and went flying into him, it instantly
stopped those thoughts, dead!

The blow got him just under his chest, where his ribcage stopped, a good
thundering return blow. One that shocked him as he'd thought, even if for just
a brief second that he'd managed to get back into this. It also drove the air
out, it hurt, of course it hurt a lot and it sent him almost flying rearwards.
'Almost', as backwards he would have gone if it wasn't for the fact that she
still had hold of him by his hair. So, as he wasn't going anywhere fast, as he
was still there, bent over and right in front of her. The woman just had to
try that all again! She twisted her body back, around and to the rear, to give
her some movement to come back twisting, turning and raising her leg again.
So, this controlling, older, fit woman could once again slam her knee back
into his bent over body. Driving her knee in, so she hurt him some more. It
was another good blow and one that deserved to have a follow up, so ... ... ,
WHACK! OOOUUUWWW!

With that last blow she let go of her grip on his hair, let go and watched,
with a smile as he went staggering and then tumbling backwards. He tried, but
with no success to stay on his feet, arms flying out everywhere to try and get
his balance. But it didn't work, he fell back, this attempt to stay upright
looked very comical. So much so that a now delighted Corrie, very pleased that
her Mother had come back so quickly and so viciously. So, much so that Corrie
was now cheering her Mum's come back and the man's laughable demise. As he
fell backwards, he was heading towards the girl stood there on the other side
of the ropes on the edge of the ring. It was almost as if Mum was saying,
'he's coming your way', and he was indeed, stumbling, tumbling, falling,
coming her way!

All the way across the ring he tumbled and then finally started to topple,
falling backwards and down, and all very close to the ropes where the blond
girl was standing. As he fell, the back of his head hit the three ropes, one
at a time, as he dropped down on them, THUD! THUD! THUD! BANG! Having hit all
the ropes, as he came down, he was on the canvas, his body bounced once and
when he came to a stop, most of his upper body having dropped down was now on
the outer side of those ring ropes. His head and top part of his body lying
there on the outside of the ropes, which meant the rest of his body was still
on the canvas and still inside of the ring there. The back of his neck was
right there on the edge of the canvas floor, his head almost hanging down and
as he lay there, wondering 'what the hell was happing' to him. The girl Corrie
looked down at the dazed, hurt man lying there, half in, half out the ring.
She grinned then jumped down off the edge of the ring and down to the floor of
that old building they were all in.

Jumping down to the floor, then moving in close to where the hurt Adrian was
lying, awkwardly there. Then she reached out, grabbed onto his head and
Hmmmmm! Adrian having stumbled backwards and fallen, having known he was
falling back, then his head bouncing off each of the ropes as he'd hit them.
Well, that wasn't so much of a shock, after all he was in a ring and there
where ropes around the side. Dropping to the canvas, again shouldn't have
either been that much of a shock, he was falling after all, so he had to hit
something! Plus, if he'd had the chance to think about it, he would have
realised he was falling back towards where the younger girl was stood. But
what happened next did catch him out, just a bit!

As he'd laid there, his head hanging over the side of the ring, there was a
'thumping' sound, which was the girl jumping down from the side nearby. Then
the man had felt himself, his head being grabbed, which could have meant real
trouble, but! But as he tried to turn his head to see what was going on, the
girls hand griping him and her firm grip had stopped this from happing. Then
the girl Corrie, the blond had done something that really caught him off
guard. Her mouth, lips had gone down onto his, her young supple lips were
pressing down on his older mature lips. She had a good hold on his head, a
firm seal on his lips with hers and he wasn't going anywhere, just yet. Plus,
the side of her face pushed against his nose so her face made another seal and
now she was suffocating him. It was mouth to mouth suffocation!

The girl by, 'kissing' him, if that was her intention? In this way she was
making sure that he couldn't take in any air so, was she being nice and
naughty by giving the older man a kiss, or was she just being mean and nasty
by denying him any precious air? Whatever it was, for a moment it was, well,
it was different, maybe you could even say 'nice', in one way! Then after that
moment as she pressed down harder with her lips on his and with her face
against his nose to seal it off, then he started to worry, panic! Realising he
couldn't now breath!

But maybe that was half the fun for the girl, the delighting, the teasing, the
scaring and the panic she delivered. It was one way, her way of getting his
attention, wasn't it! She held the man here in this position for a while,
tantalising and denying him of vital oxygen at the same time. In the ring the
older woman, her Mother, Anita was watching all this, she stood there, hands
on her hips, grinning, smiling and she even had a bit of a laugh at it all.
Her Daughter had this cruel and kind streak to her that seemed to work all too
well, wonder where she got that from? But at the same time as Anita watched
her Daughter doing her thing! The older Milf heard from behind her, a sound
that told her ... ... ! Told her the younger male, Julian, the mans' Son, had
had enough of just watching all this. He'd got himself back up after being
pulled away and was in the ring behind her determined to do something about
all this!

Which is exactly what the Son of the man, who was having his oxygen sucked out
of him by the younger girl's 'mouth to mouth' method, was going to do. Do
something! Having seen his Father fall and now being jumped on by the young
blond, the lad decided it was time for him to step in, get the advantage back
to his Father! He was going to take her from behind, jump her, take her down,
then hopefully his Father could get back in the fight! But as he came at her
as he got close, the older woman turned sharply. He wasn't light on his feet
so she'd heard him clearly coming for her. As she turned, she swung herself
around her leg came around too. It was raised, coming up and around ready to
take the youthful male on as he ran at her, WHACK!

Over on the side of the ring and Adrian was finding it difficult to breath
now, he needed air and needed it now, HHHUUUU! The blond girl Corrie broke off
her 'mouth to mouth' suffocation of him, as he lay there in that almost
defeated position. The girl had let go of her hold of him too, which helped
him to raise his head and gasp. Adrian gasped rapidly for breath, takin in
air, filling his lungs back up again, 'God it's good to take air in, finally!'
He'd almost taken in a full breath, which he needed, had almost filled his
empty lungs, when, WHACK!

Back in the changing room in the main part of the old mansion here and there
was another male, but one who was having a much better time of it! The boy
Harry, had also come in behind his Milf, Jillian. Come behind her and was
using his boy cock to drill the older woman, as only a big boy can! She was
bent over the seat there in the changing room enjoying the boy as he worked on
her. She was enjoying the way he worked, his working method, his through
working ethos, his work rate and his ability. This was a boy who was going to
work hard until the job was done, working her as his boy cock was raising the
pleasure levels in this fit mature female. And she was determined to make him
give her everything, every last drop and he was just as determined to give her
as many loads as she could take! There were no half measures here, it was all
or nothing. She was going to take it all and he was going to give it all, and
some more too!

Back in the ring and the other males weren't giving anything, but they were
taking instead, taking a couple of good hits from the women who had even more
to 'give!'

In the ring and Anita had swung herself around, brough her leg up and, a with
a bit more luck than judgement, she caught the young lad as he was running at
her in his torso with her swinging bare foot. It was a good kick, even if the
older woman wasn't too sure when she'd swung around just how close he was too
her. But even so the advantage was still with her, the blow to his body sent
Justin staggering backwards. A blow caught him unaware, struck him hard and
hurt. Having stopped the lads 'attack' on her it was time to teach him a
lesson about 'not interfering in her fights!', CRACK!

Justin took another blow and staggered back even further; he shook his head,
looked up and saw the woman there spinning around, again, THUD! Her foot
struck for a third time into him, sending his body stumbling back into the
corner that he'd just sneaked out of to try and jump the woman from behind!
Into the corner post he went, his back against the post, then shaking his head
to get his focus back. He looked hurt there in the corner, with his arms over
the tops ropes trying to get himself back together, and now the older woman
smiled and ran. She ran towards him, 'Shit!' She ran, jumped and throw herself
into the lad there, pounding him with her full, firm, fit older female hard
body. Slamming her body into him and him back into the corner post, CRASH!

She crushed him with her firm, fit body, then her hands went and grabbed him,
took hold of the young male by his head, taking hold and control of him. Then
she shoved his head downwards, down into her full female chest and held him
there. Suffocating the lad with those full firm mature breasts of hers. That
will teach him not to sneak up on her in the future!

Over on the other side of the ring and the Father of the lad had his own hands
full, so to speak, with the Daughter of the woman who was breast smothering
his Son! Adrian having been released from the girl's mouth to mouth smothering
of him, and then having taken a gasp of breath, but not quite filling his
lungs, had received a hard, WHACK! The girl was on him again, but this time
she was pounding his body, hurting him, sending pain through his upper body.
As he lay there, Corrie had struck, she twisted her young trim body and
brought her arm down across his chest.

She was now slamming her fist and forearm down into him, hammering the older
man, with her strong girly arm, WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Her forearm rained down
hard on him, each pounding blow made Adrian's body jerk upwards and as it
dropped down, back to the canvas, she struck again. Just to make her point
that she was there and it wasn't just the older woman in the ring that he
needed to be wary of, WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

As her Mother was over in the far corner breast smothering the man's Son, the
woman's Daughter took her opportunity to grab onto Adrian's head again and,
Hmmmmm! There was some more mouth to mouth smothering from her as she once
again took away his oxygen supply. With Mother and Daughter in smothering
mode, there was no help for this Father and Son, they would have to just put
up with this until the females chose to released them!

Eventually the Son and his Father were released from the females holds on
them. Adrian and Justin both gasped for air and the sound that they both made
filled that old outbuilding. It made the two women laugh at how pathetic these
males were, after all neither Anita or Connie had really broken into a sweat
with all this! Both women also knew that they hadn't broken either of these
males, yet. But the women did have more, much more to give, so anything was
still possible! The males looked as if they just wanted this to all end, but
that was only going to happen one way. The two women turned to look at each
other, there was a nod and it was now time to finish all of this.

Connie shoved the exhausted man back through the ropes so his body was now
still lying on the canvas, but on the other side, the right side of those
ropes and in the ring. Then the girl walked off around to the other side of
the ring. At the same time, up and in the ring and the Mother, the older woman
grabbed the lad who was shocked and hurt by what had just happened to him.
Then she flung him to the side, threw him away so to speak, sending him over
and through the ropes so he fell. Fell or was thrown out the ring by the
stronger, fitter and better fighter, this older woman!

As Justin stumbled and fell, that now just left the two older fighters, Adrian
and Anita, still there in the ring. While the younger ones, Justin and Connie,
where out the ring, where they belong too!

Anita smiled as she tossed the young lad away, having finished with him for
now. Now she turned and made her way over to where Adrian was lying, she got
to him, reached down and grabbed onto his feet and now dragged him along
further and to the centre of the ring. Getting there she, looked down and
grinned, then raised her leg and sent her bare foot straight towards his groin
area with a very hard and firm, WHACK! ARRRRHHHH!

At the same time and Corrie had reached where the lad was lying there on the
floor next to the ring after being tossed out of it by the older woman. There
she reached down grabbed onto him by his head and hair and then dragging him
upwards and as he stumbled to his knees. She turned him so he was facing that
corner post, as it went all the way down to the floor and now, she sent his
head forcefully that way, WHACK! ARRRRHHHH!

Another male but a younger one who was also being 'done over' by a fit female
was the boy Harry in that changing room with the Milf Jillian. The young male
was now the one being 'taken' as he was on that seat there in the room with
the woman straddling him as she now bounced up and down on his boy toy. Taking
him, taking what he had, all to please herself and this was only going to end
one way! Up and down, she went and went, OOOWWWHHH!

Back in that outbuilding and around the ring, having ended any further attempt
by the young male there to interfering again and the blond girl, Connie throws
the dazed Justin towards the ring. He falls heavily against the edge, hurt and
dazed, with a bit of blood there on his face, curtesy of hard metal corner
post. Ignoring him now and the girl gets herself up on the side of the ring
and then slipped herself through the ropes and into it. Inside to where she
stood there, watching and waiting!

Justin lay there against and over the side and edge of the ring. His head was
still spinning, his face felt as if it was on fire and he knew there was blood
there. But all that didn't matter, what did matter was what was still going on
inside the ring with the older woman, Connie's Mother, and the lad, Justin's
Father. As there was still a 'fight' going on there and there was still a
winner to come out of all this. But who would it be ... ... then again, maybe
there was one, very obvious answer to that particular question!

Laying there on the canvas Adrian knew that he couldn't take much more of
this, and the look on the man's face told Anita this all too clearly. The
older woman dropped down, down onto the man, her knee straight into his chest,
at the same time she raised her arm and now, SMACK! SMACK! A hard female fist
came down quickly into the man as he lay there as she held him there and going
nowhere the woman struck again, SMACK! SMACK! He just couldn't take any more
and with what strength he still had left, his arms fell out to the side and,
TAP! TAP! TAP! He gave up, well of course he would, he had too!

Seeing the woman drop and then pound his Father into defeat, the young lad
slammed his arms down on the edge of the ring, "No Dad, No! Don't let Mum
win!"

Mum! The woman Adrian was also the Mother of the boy! That meant Mother,
Father, Daughter and Son! This was a family that had gathered here together so
that the parents could sort out their differences! It had allowed the wife to
defeat the husband, the Sister to stop the Brother, the Mother to beat her Son
and the Daughter to work the Father over. All of this was all very different
to how any other family would spend their day here at The Highgrove ... ... Or
was it?

The Mother Anita now stood up and looked over to where her Son had shouted his
disappointment from. She looked, grinned and Justin knew that there was a
'forfeit' to pay here! The fight the parents had just had was over and it had
all been about ... ... , now what was it now? Arh yes, that was it, the family
holiday, the girls wanted to go to the Caribbean, while the boys wanted
Thailand, so the only way this was going to be resolved was with a fight. So,
the Caribbean it was! But as it was with any 'disagreement' that was settled
this way, there was also a forfeit to pay by everyone on the losing side!

Anita looked and grinned, then made her way slowly over towards her Son,
Justin, and the lad knew that he was in for a whole world of ... ... well it
was going to be a memorable 'forfeit!', as he could see the woman, the older
woman, the Milf in her own right. See that his Mother had already got an idea,
or two about what she was going to do to him!

Now the Daughter of both these older fighters also moved, but she moved across
the canvas to where her Father lay there in the centre of it. She looked down
at the hurt man who was slowly getting himself together, looked down with that
same grin that her Mother had. The girl was also here to claim her forfeit,
from the main looser here, and she to had her own idea, ideas about what was
going to happen to this one!

So, it was all done here in the outbuilding, apart from the forfeits of
course, they were still to come and that would be ... ... Fun! But everyone
here in the Sinclair family had played their part in today's family
'activity!' Win or lose they'd all played their part, well that was apart from
... ... !

Well, Adrian and Anita also had another younger child, the 'baby' of the
family, their youngest, the boy Harry! The youth that had come here with his
Mother earlier on during the day and when they got here he'd seemed to have
disappear. But there was nothing unusual in that, when they came here as a
family, here to The Highgrove everyone did have a tendency to go off and do
their own thing. And young Harry was defiantly doing his own thing right now!

Earlier when the boy had got here, had walked into the lounge area with his
Mother the young lad was thinking to himself that he could be doing a hundred
different, better and more enjoyable things than being here. But then at that
moment he'd seen his Mother's Sister sat over there with her drink, seen his
Aunt, and ... ... ! That's when she'd looked up, seen her Sister there and
then seen him, seen her Nephew, the young, sweet boy and she had this
'feeling!' She couldn't help but smile at the boy, give him a look of, and
maybe at that moment she'd also ran her tongue over her lips as she was
thinking of ... ... ! She smiled at him, and it was a look that made the boy
also think ... ... 'Hmmm, Maybe?'

But now the Aunty was riding her cute boy, her Nephew and as she worked
herself harder on him, grabbed him, pulled him close to her. Held him, shoved
her gorgeous tits in his face and dug her nails into his soft youthful body,
which made him and her both ... ... "Oh My God!"

In the outbuilding the Mother looked, with a grin on her face, at her already
hurt Son, as she mulled over his forfeit, for being on the losing side!

While in the ring the Daughter stared with a naughty, but somewhat harsh stare
at her defeated Father, determining his 'punishment' for losing!

Then in the changing room as the Aunty looked with such delight at her sweet
Nephew, knowing they were going to have so much more fun together!

So, the Sinclair family day out here at The Highgrove was, so far, going quite
well. But then again, the Sisters Anita and Jillian did have their own and
individual ways of 'having fun!' And there was still so much of the day left,
so much time for the two Sister's to act out their own particular kind of fun.
A lot more fun each Sister could have in her own particular way ... ... !