This Evenings Lesson 
By Crossmanx at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome.
Pay attention this evening!


This Evenings Lesson

THUD! UUUOOOHHH! Terry doubled over, the blow struck hard, it was fast and it
hurt. It also knocked some more of the wind out of him and made this man
stagger some more. He couldn't help but take a step backwards, he knew he
shouldn't, he didn't want too, but the hit, that strike, took its toll and he
just instinctively had to step backwards. That step took Terry back against
the ropes of the ring, WHACK! Then another blow quickly, too quickly followed
and dug hard into the side of him. Again, it hurt, there was more pain going
through his body. But by now each blow that struck him, each new strike just
meant that the new pain it caused seemed to merge with the rest of the hurt
and agony that his whole body was now feeling.

Against the ropes and the man knew he was in a seriously bad situation right
now, CRUNCH! A third blow in quick succession and with Terry already against
the ropes, and in real trouble, all he could do now was to slide down along
them. Sliding further along, in a vain attempt at trying to escape the
hammering he was getting. As another and another blow went into his body, he
could feel no new pain now, it was just constant hurt now and there was no way
it was going to stop. Along the ropes he carried on being pushed with each
blow that went in, until he could go no further, and he was now stuck in the
corner.

Being in that corned was the worst place for him, once in there, there was no
coming out, well not in one piece! Or was there, this man had experience in
the ring, that was why he was here in the first place, he'd been here before,
he could take a good hit, and he'd done that a lot already, but over all he
was a pretty good boxer, so he thought. So, why couldn't he get out of this
'situation' and turn it around. In a split second an idea, a plan went through
his head, he knew his opponent and what they were like. And he still had this
idea in the back of his mind that he could get out of this, he could turn the
tide and he could, WHACK! UUUHHHFFF!

Terry had moved, it was a bit of a gamble, but seeing how things where going
for him, he had to try something, and he did. He moved his arm, if he could
just get it through that gap between his opponents' gloves and he could send
his glove straight into their face and then he'd be able to ... ... But it was
a move his opponent knew he might try, a move that Terry made too obviously. A
move that wasn't made quickly enough and as the man's arm had jerked a
fraction in anticipation. His keen-eyed opponent had seen this signal of his
intention, it was all they needed to tell them he was going to try something.

So, as Terry had moved that arm, even slightly, he'd left his defence wide
open, if only from a brief moment, half a second, it was all his opponent
needed. They knew this was their chance to strike, hit hard and finish this
off quickly, which they did. The gap was now there, but it was Terry that was
the vulnerable one, his opponents arm moved, too quick for Terry to react too,
or even see. A yellow gloved fist went through that gap and into the man
already hurt body. But it was the force behind the blow, and it was exactly
where they wanted it to land. It was the power and the shock, and of course
the fact that Terry had been caught out by this, that made it a stunning blow.

The last of the air in his body was driven out and he now had to gasp for
breath. He had no choice in this, Terry lurched forwards, his eyes bulged and
then closed tightly. His mouth opened and he just took in as much of that air
around him that he could. But at the same time the rest of his body jolted, he
had no control over it, his arms fell out to the side, not a great distance,
but enough for his opponent to take even greater advantage of all this.

As Terry's hand's, arms moved out the way, it allowed his opponent to thrusts
their arms, hands and gloves through the now wider opening. As the hands, with
those yellow pair of fingerless fighters' gloves came towards Terry head. As
his eyes opened, he could now see this, and it was almost as if it was all
going in slow motion for him. Those opponents' hands and arms came his way,
his own arms were easily pushed further out the way as he had little strength
left to even try to stop this.

Terry's opponents' hands opened up, the fingers were sprayed out, at least he
wasn't going to get thumped in the middle of his face, so that must be one
good point, mustn't it? But those open hands where there to do a different
job, they came down and grabbed hold onto Terry's shoulders, a tight, firm
grip as she now had hold of him. Terry was yanked harshly towards his opponent
and at the same time his weakened body followed, bringing him closer to her
and then, THUD! THUD! THUD!

Three hard strikes were sent into this man by his female opponent. She knew
just were to strike and with what, dragging him closer to her, the woman's
keen had come up, fast, sharp and into him. There was a very quick session of
raised pounding knees into Terry's groin area, each strike made the man's body
jolt, jerk and sent a whole new electrified pain thought his body. Even though
he'd thought he couldn't now feel any more hits that she landed on him, as his
whole body just hurt far too much now, he certainly felt those hits!

Terry's whole body just shock as she drove those low blows in, and carried on
shaking even after the last, and hardest one had struck. But that wasn't going
to be the end of it, as now UUUHHHH! WOOOSSSHHH! THUD! The woman was again
fast and showed her strength with her next move, her arms quickly moved up
onto his head and gripped it now. Then she turned, twisted herself around, at
the same time leaning her body backwards, and pulled Terry in close to her
body. From a brief split second, his face was brought close, far too close to
the woman's chest.

He could feel her flesh against his sore, bruised face, even though he thought
he'd lost all feeling there. The dampness of her top from her sweat he could
also feel, he was sure of that. After all his had been a hard fight, for him
and a good workout for her so she had worked up a bit of a sweat. And also, he
could smell her, the smell of her female body, mixed in with that hot workout
smell, that smell of a fit, strong woman! That was the smell that filled
Terry's nostrils at that moment.

And to the man that briefest of half a moment, seemed to last for such a long
time, but in reality! It must have all been in the man's confused, mixed up
and mussy mind as there wasn't time for all that to have sunk in. But indeed,
the woman, Marie, had grabbed Terry's head firmly, pulled it down and to her
chest, just to get him in the best position, get the balance of weight right.
She then again turned and twisted her body, but in a different direction. And
as she was going around, holding firmly the man's head, he had to came with
her too,

Off his feet Terry went, his body, like hers, twisted and turned and over he
went. He was tossed around, pulled up in the air and turned over. Around he
went and as the 'couple' were twisting around, in mid-air, it was the smaller
woman who was on top. Which just meant that Terry was going to be driven hard
into the canvas floor of the ring. His back pounding into that floor and with
Marie holding him and on top of him that 'extra weight' made his pounding into
the canvas hurt even more.

As they, the couple came down and landed, as Terry's body was slammed down
hard into the canvas it jerked and jolted. It looked quite funny to those
watching and although Marie liked it when she was on top of a male body,
preferable a young one, as it jerked in this way, it was more of a 'fun in the
bedroom' feeling than a 'fun in the square ring' feeling! And anyway, Marie
could think of a lot of other males she'd rather have 'jerking' under her body
in the bedroom rather than Terry! After all the woman rated her husband's
performance in the bedroom just as much as she rated his performance here in
the ring, as kind of 'adequate!' Terry could be a disappointment in many ways,
but then again, he did have his uses, sort of.

With Terry having been hit, weakened, struck some more, then spun, turned and
dropped to the canvas, Marie had just demonstrated how easy it could be, for
the right woman, to take down a male opponent. The man having been taken down,
so easily, was silent for a moment, then he coughed and spluttered as if he'd
suddenly shook himself out of the shock of being dropped so hard by his wife.

Marie hands came down and slapped the man's bare chest, which was another of
her ways of showing who was the boss here, then she pushed herself upwards and
off of her husband. As she raised herself up there was a pause as she moved
her leg rearwards and then, CRUNCH! ARRRRRHHHH! Her leg had gone backwards and
then her knee had driven forwards and into Terry's groin. Just a 'little tap'
there to finish the session off, and to make the woman grin as she now was
fully off her man and back up onto her feet.

Stood up and Marie looked down at her husband as he rolled pitifully around on
the floor there by her feet. He looked quite pathetic, a man in pain, a man
who thought he was a fighter and a man who had been beat by a woman here in
the ring. But then again Marie did know exactly what Terry was like, and of
course he would never be good enough to beat her.

With him on the floor she now turned around to address the gathered group of
females who were also there in the ring and lined up along the far set of
ropes. They had been there in the ring since the fight had started, having
watched and taken in just how the woman had worked the man over and how she'd
taken him down. Those watching had paid a lot attention to all this, after all
that was why they were here. This was after all a lesson, they were the
students, the woman Marie was the teacher and the man Terry who was still
rolling around in agony on the floor! Well he was the prop, the assistant,
that the teacher used. He was the teaching aid, for the woman to demonstrate
to her students just how a man could be handled in the ring.

He was the assistant here and he was to be used and abused by the teacher,
Marie, and so long as he did his part, she'd go kind of easy on him. Well
that's what she always told her husband, but when they were in the ring, the
teacher couldn't help but get fully 'involved' and that meant she wanted to
enjoy herself too! And if being a bit rough on him meant she had a good time,
well then, she was rough on him! After all, if he wanted too fight back and
take her on, try to beat her, he was more than welcome to try. In fact, that's
what she liked, she wanted him to try in on with her, try and beat her, try
his 'best!'

And each time they stepped in the ring that's what he did, he did his best to
fight her for real! But she was Marie and she was better than him, so no
matter how much he tried to fight back, he was always going to lose, and deep
down they both knew that.

Now Marie took a couple of steps close to her students, this evening class was
well attended and she was pleased with how her class' were going so far. The
line of students was made up a select group of young females, all daughters of
the teacher, Marie's friends and relatives. And they were all here in the
school's gymnasium because they were young and they needed to learn. Learn how
a real woman, a grown-up woman, a lady should behave, could behave and how to
conduct herself when she's with a man, in the ring!

This 'girls club' had been set up by Marie soon after joining the school.
Being a relatively new teacher at the school she'd quickly seen how some of
the men around here were set in their ways. They could be rude to women, girls
and the way they treated females in general wasn't quite right. There was
defiantly an air of male superiority here at the school, this was all wrong
and needed to change. Marie decided she was the one to start things changing
and the best way to do that was to get the women, the girls in the school to
stand up for themselves, to be stronger. Both in their minds, bodies and the
way they were to and treated men.

So, she started her after school, all girls' clubs, a mixture of confidence
building, strength building and building up the girl's ability to 'fight back'
against these rude men, when required! Being an all-girls club, they were left
alone, which was good, no need for the men to find out what they were up too,
just yet! But of course, Marie, need an assistant, to demonstrate on, that's
where her husband came in. The girls learnt a lot from watching how the wife,
their teacher, dealt with this man, her husband.

All of this had been fine until it was obvious that there were too many girls
in the group and not enough of Terry for them all to practice on. So, there
had to be some changes, so new 'blood' was needed to be brought into the club
to get the best results from each of the girls. So, Marie had organised a
coffee morning with the Mothers of all her club girls and a few other friends
and it was all sorted out!

Now the club was fully 'manned' so to speak, the girls would benefit for
having a few extra assistants for Marie to demonstrate on and of course for
the girls to practice with! But Marie liked to keep thing close to her breast,
so to speak, so this was all kept within the group that attended her out of
school club.

The girls club, as it became known, would meet after school on Mondays,
Wednesday and Fridays. There were nine girls that came to the club, they
couldn't all come on each night so each week it was sort of mixed around as to
who could make what night. Which was OK, it meant no two days were the same
with who tuned up, some times there was three or four girls, maybe four or
five or even six or more, but it all worked out just fine.

Tonight, and there were four girls here, each girl was brought by their
Mother, those were the rules, well Marie liked to see her friends too. The
Mothers would stay a while and watch and then they would sneak off and go to
another sort of 'club', so to speak! And as Marie need extra assistants for
the girls lesson it seemed only right that the girl's Fathers also came along
and 'volunteered' for that roll!

It took a bit of persuasion, it even meant that Marie had had to go around to
each of her students' home and have a 'private chat with each of the men.
Before the Father's, all 'willingly' agreed to help out! The Mothers of the
girl were all fine with this, and soon all the men where on board too, so if
you were one of the girls you were brought to the club by your Mother and also
your Father came alone as he'd be needed later, during practice time!

In tonight's club there was the blond girl Debbie, the redhead Emily, the
dark-haired brunette Tiffany and the black girl Cassie. Each girl was dressed
in her sports kit for the club, trainers or sports boots, legging or shorts
and a cut down t-shirt and a crop top or two. And of course, each girl had
both her parents here.

Debbie, dressed in her red sports boots, multi-coloured leggings and an old
cutdown pink gym t-shirt with 'Tough Gym Girl' across it in bright yellow. Her
Mother was the lovely Samantha who was outside the ring and over by the seats
watching. The girl's Father was the nervous looking Ian who was now also in
the ring with his Daughter and had just also watched what had happened to
Terry.

Next in the line of girls was Emily, dressed in her white trainers a pair of
black leggings and a black sports crop top, across which were the words 'Kiss
My Ass' in gold. The outfit was a present from her Mother, Rita, who thought
it quite suited her Daughter. Rita was also sat out the way watching, while
the girl's Father, the worried Gerry, was also in the ring and stood opposite
his Daughter.

Further along, the next girl was Tiffany the dark-haired brunette, with her
yellow gym boots, a pair of tight yellow gym shorts and finished off with
yellow crop top. The word 'Bitch' in big, bold red letters across her chest.
The girl's Mother, Kerry, who was watching had seen the outfit and couldn't
resist getting it for her Daughter. Looking on in the ring, was her Father,
the very nervous Dan.

Then there was Cassie, a tall black girl who liked to go bare foot, her long,
firm legs on show, then a pair of tight white shorts. Further up, a pale blue
half top that just hung over her thrusting chest with the words 'Pain' in
white across it. Looking on her Mother Danna, who'd brought the top as she
liked men to know what was coming! And her Father, Harper, stood there in the
ring knew this.

Finally, and of course there was Marie, who was stood now in the centre of the
ring. On her left and against the ropes where the four girls, her class for
this evening after school lesson. And opposite each girl, on the opposing rope
was each girl's Father. The girls where dressed for the lesson they were going
to take part in and the men, the Fathers were also 'ready' in their sports
kit. But somehow the men here, didn't have the same excited look on their
faces as their Daughters, can't think why not!

But even though they where stood opposite their Fathers it wasn't going to be
him that the girl would 'practice on' tonight! But that might come latter. For
now, and as normal Marie picked up from the canvas floor near to her four
pairs of coloured fingerless gloves. She threw each girl a pair of these
gloves and the colour of the gloves would represent the colour of the shorts
of the man each girl would practice on tonight.

It was a good little way of mixing her 'class' up and one that made the woman,
the Mother's outside the ring watching, smile. Marie could see the excited
face of the girls as they caught the gloves and now knew who they were going
to practice, or was that play, with. It also made Marie smile as each man
watched intensely as his colour of gloves flew through the air and was caught
but the girl that was going to 'have him' tonight. And of course, it wasn't a
nice, to 'have him', well not for the men that is!

So, with the contestants, the sparing partners, the playthings and practice
toy of each girl chosen it was time to begin. "Come on girls, let's see you
practice what you've seen tonight." And with that the girls went for the men,
WHACK! SMACK! CRACK! THUD! The practice session had now well and truly
started.

At this point it was also time for the Mothers that where watching to slip
away and carry on with their own practicing and sparing. These women slipped
away to take part in their own little club that they had also started, which
took place in the comfort of the school's common room with those large comfy
seats!

Close to the school's gymnasium was the senior student's common room and in
here were four young lads waiting there for the women to turn up. These lads
were the Son's of there Mothers and Father, the Brothers of the girls in the
ring, and it was time for these members of each family group to do their bit!
While their Sisters were in the gym ring mixing it up with the men, the
Fathers. The lads, the Son's these cute boys, Michael, Curtis, Adam and Josh,
they were now going to mix it up with the women, the Milf's, the Mothers. But
mix it up in a different way!

While the Father's provided the girls with practice materials for Marie's
after school girls class, the Mothers took the lads through a few extra after
school lesson's all related to their school studies, of course. This was the
boy's club run by these older women, the Mothers of the girls in the nearby
sports hall. Each Milf would take the Son of the Father their Daughter was
practicing on, it seemed a fair way of sort out who got who. That's why the
women had waited this long before going to claim their lad, they had to know
which one it was going to be this evening.

In the ring and Debbie was pitted against her friend Tiffany's Father, Dan.
Which meant that in the common room, Dan's Son Adam was going to be roughing
it with Debbie's Mother, Samantha!

The young girl Debbie was already onto her man for the night, Dan took a
couple of hard fast kicks that the blond girl had sent his way with some high
strikes as she came for him. Already the older, taller man had took a couple
of steps backwards, blocking her blows by twisting his body and allowing her
boots to land on the upper and outer part of his arms. Even so the blows hurt
and he knew the girl was just testing him. Fast blow to test his reflects and
see where she could go for her main attack. But he was could play this game
and he'd ... ... WHACK! UUUOOOHHH!

In the common room and Debbie's Mother, Samantha as getting down to an
after-school Geography lesson with Dan's Son Adam. The naked fair haired Milf
laid back on one of the long comfy sofas while her naked young lad explored
her gorgeous female body. Her crevasses and undulating female form, his large
boy cock discovered the valley between her large breasts. Turning her body
over his young mouth, tongue went everywhere, this was a very thorough
Geography field trip his tongue went on, and then he went deeper into her
body!

In the ring and the Son's Father was having a much rougher time, he'd miss
calculated the girl and what she was doing. In one way she'd been testing him
out with a few simple blows but in reality, she just wanted to get that bit
closer to him, and she had. The blond girl lurched towards Dan, twisted her
body slightly dropped down and into the man. It looked as if she was going to
strike his groin.

But then she twisted around more and threw her arm upwards. Her open hand went
driving up so her palm shot into the bottom of the man's jaw, taking him by
surprise and sending him up and tumbling backwards, falling against the ropes
of the ring just behind him. As he fell, he bounced back immediately and
straight into, SMACK! A good right hand, a clenched fist, which was instantly
followed up by the girls left.

"Debbie, more like this", CRACK! Marie was nearby, keeping an eye on how her
students were getting on, the 'teacher' had shot her fist into Dan's face,
showing the girl how to follow through with her punches. "You try, use your
shoulders when you throw the punch." CRACK! UUUHHHH! Blood splattered from
Dan's nose and Debbie's grinned, that was better and then the girl couldn't
help but smile, SMACK! She tired it with her other hand and once again Dan
went back against the ropes, his legs wobbled a bit but he still bounced back
to her, WHACK! The blond girl was getting the hang of it now, but practice
makes perfect so, CRACK!

Nearby in the ring and the redhead Emily was getting to grips with Cassie's
Father, Harper. At the same time, Harper's Son, Josh was working out with
Emily's Mother Rita over in the common room.

Redhead Emily was onto her man, the big black man Harper, as soon as the
session had started. Taking him by surprise as she threw herself into a
forward's handstand and carried on, going around until her leg's came all the
way over, her feet and trainers then came thundering down and stuck him,
WALLOP! As he'd seen her tumble his way, he'd tried to get out the way but was
too slow, too clumsy. Harper went tripping over his own feet, then her trainer
coming down across his face, down onto his chest. The hit caused him to fully
topple and drop him down hard and fast to the canvas floor.

In the common room and Harper's Son Josh was having his own after school Maths
lesson with Emily's Mother, the experience, fit and bold Rita. The pair of
them were on one of those long comfy common room sofas enjoy some 'maths'
together. She was adding up the amount of times he'd already pleased her, they
had already subtracted their clothes, he was multiplying her enjoyment and
they divided the work load and fun equally. But at the moment the pair of them
just couldn't get past number 69, for some reason!

Back in the ring and the Daughter Emily had jumped down onto the fallen black
man, literally. The redhead girl had skipped, jumped up and then come down
driving her keen onto, into Harper as he lay there on the floor. It was a
simple stumble he'd made, but then had been caught by her leg coming down hard
and fast, dropping him fully. But for her to then jump and come falling,
crashing down into him, 'God that hurt!' It hurt a lot.

By coming down on him that hard the girl had driven the air out of his body,
sent electric pain rushing through his body and unable to do anything else
apart from gasp for breath and grit his teeth the man was now at the young
redhead's mercy! She dragged him upwards by is hair, pulling hard to get him
up quickly and, THUD! UUUHHHH! A hard driving knee into the side of his body.

"Emily, try it more like this!" Marie had watched her young student who was
good but needed to just work on the finer parts. The teacher reached over
grabbed onto Harper by his hair as he was doubled over and SMACK! The Milf's
thigh struck hard, "and twist your hips at the same time." Marie passed the
shaken black man back to the young redhead student. Making sure she had a firm
grasp Emily now wondered just how many hits like that this man could take. She
pulled her leg back, then shot it forwards, gave a twist to her hips, and,
WHACK! 'One!' But she wasn't happy with that one and could now see the
importance of twisting those hips, so, SMACK! 'Two!'

On the other side of the ring and the dark-haired brunette Tiffany was
dominating Emily's Father, Gerry. While in the common room Gerry's Son Curtis
was submitting to Emily's Mother, Kerry, and her succulent and seductive ways.

The dark-haired girl had gone for Gerry, fast and furiously she'd come across
the ring towards him, spinning herself around and around and with each turning
move she was getting closer to him. The speed she way coming to him took the
man by surprise and meant he couldn't get out the way or act fast enough, in
the blink of an eye, and, CRACK! OOOWWWHHH! One moment she'd been over there,
the next moment the girl was right here, in front of him. Her knee then went
up and struck him hard, hurting Gerry making him stagger backwards and reeling
in pain. Which was quickly followed again by, THUD!

In the common room and Gerry's Son, Curtis was having a language lesson from
the Milf Kerry, Tiffany's Mother. The older woman was knowledgeable, gifted,
talented with her oral skills, she couldn't speak a foreign language but she
knew how to use her mouth, tongue like an expert! The naked Curtis leant back
in a sofa, while Kerry knelt down and used the language of sucking, licking,
kissing and tonguing on his quite large tool. He'd of course have to return
the 'favour', but just now this was the kind of 'work' Kerry loved, it filled
her ... ... with a tasty delight!

In the ring and Kerry's Daughter was enjoying her 'work' too, unfortunately
the man this girl was beating wasn't having as good a time as his Son was with
the Mother! The girl had driven a couple more knees into him, pounding and
hurting him some more. With each strike he was forced backwards, a few more
blows went in, catching him out as he tried to anticipate her next more, but
he couldn't. More pain and more steps backwards he took, followed by more.

More knees going up into him, a few fists to his head and upper body for good
measure, more blows and more steps back Gerry took. That was until THUD!
Without knowing it he'd backed himself into one of the corners of the ring,
'Shit!' He looked around but he was trapped, the girl grabbed onto his wrist,
held him and THUD! THUD! THUD! Knee's hammed into Gerry's upper body now.

Marie was nearby and came over, she shooed Tiffany out the way and "Tiffany,
when you have him trapped, try his!" The teacher slammed her fist into Gerry's
jaw at the same time her knee went up into his groin and this double move was
immediately follower by CRUNCH! Marie slammed her forehead straight into the
man's face. "there try a fast, multiple attack." Tiffany smiled and took back
over again, SMACK! CRACK! THUD! The brunette girl lets lose, two fists at the
same time, head and body shots and a fast knee into him. But she wanted a
triple impact, that would take practice, WALLOP! WHACK! CRUNCH! 'Let's try
that again!'

In the last open area of the ring and Cassie, the tall black girl was taking
on Ian, Debbi's Father. At the same time in the common room Ian's Son Michael
was taking on, in a quite different way, Cassie's Mother, Danna.

The tall black Cassie, like her friends came straight for her man, Ian. But he
thought, for some reason he could do well here and he'd come for her too,
SMACK! UUUFFFF! That was his first mistake to think he could take her on, toe
to toe, fist to fist and as he threw his arm and fist her way she moved,
turned , twisted and came around with her fist digging it hard into the side
of the man as he came in close to her. The girl's strike was painful, strong
and forceful, he'd be lucky if he only just got a bruise after that. But he
had more to worry about as she twisted back and drove her other fist up and
into his jolting body now, THUD!

In the common room and Ian's Son, Michael was getting a science lesson off the
quite gorgeous Danna. On that large sofa the black woman was showing how
stimulation with her mouth on his large white boy cock worked. She showed how
friction between her large dark breasts could make it expand, grow even
bigger. Then she'd mount him on the sofa, pound his big cock with her stunning
body so she could make him explode. She called this her volcano experiment, as
there would be an eruption! Who knew science could be this much fun?

Back in the ring and the only explosion Ian was going to get was his nose
busting from the fist that just went pounding into his face, SMACK! As he'd
painfully took the first couple of Cassie's body blows, and then staggered,
the girl had followed these up with a good couple of blows to his face. The
man stumbled rewards and then, WHACK. The only girl in bare feet sent one of
these across his face, and as he went falling backwards, she even grinned as
if it was fun!

The black girl's strong leg and firm foot sent Ian tumbling back against the
ring ropes. As he fell the ropes stretched and quickly rebounded him back,
straight back to Cassie and straight into, THUD! The girl's foot was up and
ready to meet his face as he came back to her. Ian shuddered as the girl's
foot pounded him and now dropped him to his knees in front of her.

"Cassie, hold it, try this" Marie was close by observing her pupil, the
teacher moved in and hooked her leg back and around Ian's neck, "you don't
have to hit him, you can use your body to weaken and finish him off too!"
Cassie could see this, smiled as she now took Ian back again, in those tight
white shorts she leant the knelt man backwards. Dragging his head back
further, stepped over him and now trapped his head between her young, firm
black thighs and squeezed, ARRRRHHHH! Ian's face went red as it screwed up in
agony, much to Cassie's delight. She looked down at her white, male, ... ...
'Hmmm what word could she use to describe him now?'

The hurt, pain and suffering of the men in the ring continued, as the young
girls all carried on with their 'practice' session.

In the common room and those extra Maths, Geography, Language and Science
'lessons' where all well received and enjoyed by all concerned greatly.

The girls club carried on until the last fist was thrown and the last kick was
delivered. And in boy's club, it also went on until the last bolt was shot and
the last drop was swallowed. And that would be it until the next lesson when
Marie would see who turned up and then decided who would take on who?

But of course, there were the days in between the after school club, the days
when Marie kept herself in shape in her own gym she'd set up in her converted
garage. The punch bag, the weights, rowing matching etc, they were all there.
And of course, there was the large comfy sofa that she had there in her own
private gym. While she went through her workout session, sat there watching
was one of those cute boys and one of her Milf friends. Just sat there
watching her workout.

When she walked into her gym garage the woman would roll two dice, she'd had
especially made. One would give her the name of a lad, the other the name of a
Milf friend, there would be a couple of calls made and by the time she
finished her workout there on the sofa at the far end of the converted garage
would be sat her fun for the rest of the evening! It made for some interesting
and exciting combinations and tonight just as she finished her workout sat
there and looking excited as she made her hot, sweaty way towards them was the
boy Simon and the Milf Juliet.

Marie was also excited as the dice had fallen in a strange way tonight. It
would be the first time she'd have a Mother and Son together on that sofa,
'yes it would be interesting ... ... !'