Chapter 4: Mum

CLAP! CLAP! Miss Primm & Proper clapped for everybody’s attention. “Ladies, that concludes our demonstrations for this evening. The time is now all yours” the buxom stuck up looking woman said. Great the sooner I get out of here the better. I looked around for the exit. “Remember these fine young men are available if you exhaust or break your own” she added. Those 3 women that gave the demonstrations were crazy. Although it was a veritable wank-fest, all these men doing it in public was deeply disturbing.

“Come here Glenn” Mum called. I gasp as her hand feels the front of my trousers. A wide smile appears pushing up her cheeks, her eyes twinkling as her blonde hair surrounds her face. “You can’t walk around with that in front of all these ladies” she says. “What are you on about? Most of the men had their dicks out wanking not long ago” I replied. “Enough of that kind of language, young man” she scolded but her face was still smiling causing the wrinkles to show around the sides of her eyes. “Can we go now?” I asked. “Do you know what happens next?” her smile became slightly predatory which unnerved me. “No. What?” She brought her face right up close so that we were almost touching noses. Although she is quite pretty, she is still my mum and the intimacy made me uncomfortable. “Now I kick your arse and your Dad’s” she said in a soft almost sensual voice that made all the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.

KERSLAM! The sound of a body hitting the mat made me look around in time to see the wrinkly old crone I saw earlier with one son on the mat, slamming the other. KERSLAM! KERSLAM! All over the hall, women in satin kimonos resembling sexy gi jackets were slamming their husbands and sons around like they were confetti. I was shocked by how good most of them were. “Arghh arghh!” the little white haired old lady was now on the mat, with each of her son’s arms locked beneath hers and a skinny black nylon sheathed leg draped over his face. Jeese! I wouldn’t like to meet her in a dark alley.

I brought my attention back to my Mother. Mum’s such a kidder. She’s not into exercise and only strict verbally, she never gets physical. I laughed uneasily remembering the demonstrations I witnessed and how 3 unassuming women completely kicked the arses of men who were black belts, including myself. “How’re you going to do that?” I chuckled. Mum didn’t stop smiling and lifted up the hem of her white satin kimono to reveal her legs clad in sheer tan coloured stockings and suspenders. While not possessing the corset-enhanced hour glass figure of Miss P&P, Mum is less plump and her thick legs are shapely and good looking. “With these” she says indicating her legs. “And this” She turned around showing her bare bottom which disturbingly reminded me of how she relieved me earlier on. Trying not to look at that big creamy peach, my eyes fell to her calves. The high heels she wore really gave them a great shape and the diamond shaped muscle was quite visible. Actually they were quite hot. Had she been exercising? Not with this bunch of loonies, I hope.

“Argh!” A cry drew my attention. Matron Crawford had applied a wrist lock to her husband and was making him dance in pain. Her sons were watching, all with boners. She turned her back against him stretching his arm across her side and forced him to his knees. Boy does she have great legs. Steve moved in to deliver a chop which she caught then twisted his wrist making him whimper. Wow! The scary woman now had two men under her control at the same time. She shoved their twisted hands between her sexy strong thighs as Paul and Simon came at her from either side. The scary looking woman grabbed an arm each and whipped them down in an arc flipping both head over heels in a double spinning wrist throw while her husband and other son were on their knees in painful armlocks applied by her hot legs. Wow! The scary woman was dominating 4 guys at once.

Dad’s voice interrupted “Sandy, go easy on the bo...” WHUMP “Orrrrgh” he groaned as to my complete amazement Mum swung her heeled foot into his balls. “Did I tell you to talk?” she asked with a tight smile. Her foot was still stuck between his legs and I couldn’t help noticing the patch of bare skin above the dark brown band of stocking top. “N ... no dear sorry dear” he gasped. WTF? He actually sounded scared of her. What a wimp! Mum is such a placid nice friendly woman, just like a mother should be. Lowering her foot, to Dad’s relief, she turned her blonde head towards me with a wide toothy smile. “It’s alright dear” she told me in a warm reassuring voice. “I’ll go easy on you for your first time”.

I placed my hand on Mum’s shoulder, the silk felt good under my hand. “Come on Mum, let’s go home. It’s no good acting all tough, we know what you’re really like” I told her. “You’ve been spending too much time with thes...” BLAM! “BERLORPH!” Mum’s knee appeared out of nowhere hammering right into my gut. The cramp was so bad that I began to crease up. “Don’t you talk to me like that” Mum scolded. BLAM! “...” Orrrr she did it again. It really hurt but I was too winded for any noise to come out of my mouth which dangled open uselessly. I was devastated unable to draw breath. Mum had never hit me before and I was really surprised that she could lift her knee that high and that fast. “Don’t you ever talk like that about the WI again” she hissed with her plump arms around my neck while her knee pressed my diaphragm flat. Oh God! I couldn’t breathe. I felt weird, dizzy. Dear God! My Mum had destroyed me within seconds. Strangely my cock began to get stiff again. “Otherwise I’ll feed you to Mrs. Knight” Mum added. I followed the direction of her eyes and saw the manic wide-eyed woman with a young Karate student flat on his back while she applied a cross-body armbar, moaning with pleasure as he shrieked and writhed in agony. Her eyes opened and saw me then flew wide as she licked her lips hungrily. Oh God! She sent shivers down my spine and I looked away quickly.

Orrrh I couldn’t inflate my lungs Orrr. Holding my shoulders and facing me Mum stepped to my side. With shock I realised what she was trying to do but I was paralysed in my winded state to do anything but stand there and let my own sweet mother reap my leg away and lean forward. I couldn’t believe it as I went backwards over Mum’s broad hip. BLAM! My back hit the mat and I found myself floored, winded and looking at the seams at the back of Mum’s stockings. God! She threw me! My mum actually threw me! I gawped at her strong looking calve muscles, her lower legs pushed into a sexy shape by her high heels and felt an unhealthy attraction. Mum looked back at me over her shoulder. “You’re not the only who knows a bit of Judo” she told me.

She looked down at me with a condescending smile as if I were some mere white belt. That really pissed me off. How could I be so stupid to be caught out so easily by an untrained woman? Especially my Mum. So the WI had taught her some moves and she thought she was an expert. Well I was ready to give her a taste of real Judo. Orrr once these damn cramps stopped. From this angle, her stocking clad legs seemed to go on forever and were very sexy. “What’s wrong Judo Boy? Has Mummy knocked the wind out of your sails?” she sneered. “Sandy, go easy” my Dad interrupted. I watched in disbelief as in a heartbeat, Mum pulled his arm over her shoulder and leant forward whipping him over her shoulder. BERLAM! I heard him hit the mat hard. Wow! That was a well executed Seoi-nage but I was stunned that she had actually used it and so skilfully. My Mum knew Judo, she really knew Judo! To my disgust my dick got stiffer and I couldn’t stop looking at her backside and thinking what a great arse she had and no wonder it had brought me off so easily.