Maneaters 1
by Osric134 (Dom, MF, Mb, gb, Mg, Anal)


My mother had remarried when I was eight years old, my father had
died from cancer and he had left us a sizeable lump of insurance
money. His will split it mostly towards me as I was his only
child. My mother got £400,000 and she used some of it to pay off
her debts. The other £800,000 was held in a trust until I became
eighteen, my mother was only allowed to access the money in very
small amounts under supervision of the my grandmother, my
father's feisty only living parent. At sixty nine, she was a real
handful.
Mom's new husband, Richard Denny, was white, tall and athletic.
He got looks of admiration from women all over the street and my
mother got jealous one from the same quarters. He was her boss at
the Barclay's Canary Wharf building they worked in, he had moved
out of a very large and very expensive house in Kensington to
come and live with us in the little four-bedroomed detached house
in Beckton, in East London. He was constantly hugging and kissing
my mother and telling her how very beautiful she was. I would
still be standing there when her slipped his hand into her dress
and fondled her breasts while he kissed her, I could usually see
his tongue in her mouth. When they married, they took me on their
Honeymoon. He insisted that I come along.
"He's my son now, I want him to be a major part of this family."
he told her as he made arrangements for us to got to Barbados.
We spent the two weeks in a double room. There were two beds
there, a double and a single. He had my mother in a stringy
bikini the entire time, which he constantly pulled off and fucked
her right in front of my eight-year-old eyes. She had protested
at first.
"Behave, Hazel or I will have to punish you again!" he told her
and she settled down after that.
I was witness to sexual scenes that no boy should have to see his
own mother perform. He treated her like his personal slut and had
her on her knees sucking his thick white cock every day.
By the time we returned to London, he had fucked and buggered my
mother many times over and her resistance to him had completely
gone.
He seemed to return to normal when we came back home though,
returning to just kissing and fondling her around the house. But
every time he took us on holiday he would once again treat her
like a whore in front of me, making me watch as her fucked her
and telling me that she was made for cock.
"When you get older I'll let you fuck her!" he told me, "She's
wonderful!"
My mother whimpered under him, unable to look at me. He grabbed
her jaw and twisted her face to look at me.
"Look at your son, cunt!" he said viciously, "look into his
girlishly handsome face, into his big brown eyes. Let him know
what a sexy bitch you are and how much you're enjoying this!"
She looked into my eyes, I didn't see my mother there, just some
animal 'thing' writhing under him on the bed. He grabbed my head
and brought me close to her, face to face.
"Kiss him!" he commanded and she grabbed my head, pressing her
mouth against mine.
I struggled when I felt her tongue enter my mouth, but they both
held onto me. I swallowed lots of her spit that night.
The sex and the teasing continued well up to my ninth brithday
whe she became pregnant with my sister. Richard Denny was
overjoyed and kept dancing with her all the time to unheard
music.
"I hope it's a girl!" he said, "I want a girl. She'll be so
damned beautiful!"
He kept taking my mother off to the bedroom, when they came back
her eyes were glazed and she had a strange look on her face.
"Your mother is so beautiful Keith, I am so happy to have found
her." he said rubbing my head.
I resented him but hid it. I hated what he had turned my mother
into.
The open sex with my mother and the constant torment of me
continued as her belly grew. He now had to stop fucking her and
started sodomizing her regularly, he even started doing it around
the house whether I was there or not, bending her over the table
or counter top and pushing into her bottom. He would call me over
and make me hold his greasy cock, placing at her anus as he
pushed into her.
"I wish you were a girl, I'd make you suck my cock clean every
time I pull out of your mother!" he laughed, "Maybe I should turn
you into a girl, you are pretty enough to be a girl you know."
I ran off after that, the sound of his laughter and the grunts of
my mother followed me.

Collette Denny was born on the 3rd of May that year, she was so
pretty with her caramel complexion and grey-brown eyes. I would
often sit and play with her, letting her hold my finger with her
tiny hands.
Richard, who demanded that I call him 'Daddy', would stand over
her smiling with pride muttering,
"Soon my sweet, very soon." he smiled at the baby.
I didn't know what he meant, but I knew it would be something
sexual.
Then one day I was rude to him and he slapped me hard across the
face.
"You never talk to your Daddy like that boy!" he thundered.
"You're not my Daddy, you're just an evil white man who married
my mother and turned her into a slut!" I screamed at him.
He slapped me again and dragged me up into his bedroom where my
mother was feeding my sister.
"I think it's time for Keith to be punished, Hazel. I will not
tolerate his rudeness or his disrespect any longer." he
thundered, causing little Collette to cry.
"Yes dear," my mother smiled serenely, "The things are in the
black bag in the spare room."
I could not belive what I was hearing, he had done something to
her alright, she didn't even try to help me. I screamed and
shouted as he dragged me off to the spare room where my fate
awaited, he slapped me a few times until I just trailed along
behind him crying.
Inside the room was his exercise equipment and several bags and
boxes. He pushed me over to the padded bench and made me sit down
as he opened the bag and took some things out.
"Take off your pants or I will make it much worse for you, boy!"
he said angrily.
I slowly obeyed him and stood with only my t-shirt on, my hands
covering my crotch. He sat down on the bench and dragged me over
his thighs. I felt blows raining down on my bum and screamed as
he beat me soundly in the small room. When he was through I was
sore and in pain. But he kept me like that and I heard the sound
of a jar being opened, greasy fingers sought my anus and I
started crying as they pushed their way into me, twisting and
stretching. He was going to bugger me, I was sure. This is what
he always did to my mother in the beginning when he first started
sodomizing her.
"No... Please don't..." I begged.
He ignored me and continued to rub his greasy fingers in my hole.
"You want to behave like a little girl, then I will treat you
like a little girl!" he said.
I was crying fiercely now, gripping the sides of the bench as he
worked my bottom. Then he pulled his fingers out and I heard him
rummaging in his bag for something, I heard a click and a heavy
buzz.
"Ah! The batteries don't need replacing yet, good." he said and
then I heard another click and the buzzing stopped.
"Now, let's begin!" he said and I felt something cool and
slippery being rubbed into my bum-crease, it rubbed against my
anus and the was slowly forced into my backside.
I screamed as it slowly spread my arsehole wide around it until
it felt like it was going to split. It hurt like hell.
"Yesss! That's a good boy. Soon I will have no more trouble with
you at all." he said with a laugh.
The smooth, thick thing was forced deep into my aching bottom,
stretching my guts uncomfortably, hurting my belly. I grunted in
pain now as he seemed to want to push it even deeper. Then he
stopped and I felt him doing something else, something was being
pulled over my feet. It felt stretchy and rubbery and he pulled
it all the way up my hips. It was some kind of rubbery pants and
then he went back to forcing the thick, smooth thing up my arse.
I cried and screamed as he shoved it deep into me, then he pulled
the rubbery pants over my hips and covered my crotch with it,
holding the 'thing' up my bum. He gave my bum a little slap and
made me get off the bench. He pushed me to my knees between his
thick thighs, my stomach aching badly. His cock was erect under
his garments.
"Now!" he said holding up a small remote control, "Let's see if
this thing still works!"
He pressed the remote and I gasped with pain, falling to the
floor as the thing in my bowels buzzed and vibrated savagely
inside of me.
"Arghh!" I gasped and reached for up him.
He pulled me back to my knees and hugged me.
"There, there, my sweet little thing. Daddy's going to make sure
that you behave like a good little girl from now on!" he smiled
as he looked into my pained eyes.
He unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock, stroking it in his
hand.
"Have a good long look child, I am going to bugger you very soon
with this fat white cock!"
He looked into my face and smiled as I winced, the thing moved
and stretched my pained arse.
Several hours later I was laying on a plastic sheet on my own
bed, there was a tall thin stand next to me with a large plastic
bag half filled with water. The other half was in my bowels as it
drained slowly into me from the tube stuck deep in my bottom. I
groaned and twisted my head from side to side in pain as my
mother and stepfather watched from the side of the bed.
I was crying as they left me in there being filled with warm
water.
It was after I lay there for a few hours that he came back for
me. My mother was downstairs  feeding Collette and watching TV.
He came into the room in his bathrobe and switched off the
remaining water. I gasped as he slowly dragged the thick nozzle
out of me and led me to the bathroom. He allowed me to expel the
water and then made me stand in the bathtub bent over as he
washed my bottom thoroughly with soap and disinfectant. Then he
took a large jar of Vaseline and pushed some into my bottom,
greasing me thoroughly before leading me back to the bedroom.
"Get up on the bed and lie on your belly!" he told me.
I obeyed quickly and lay there waiting as he sat on the bed and
climbed over me, I felt something thick and warm push into me. I
gasped and squirmed as it sank into my tight anal ring, spreading
me wide and burrowing deep into my guts. It wasn't until I felt
his weight and heard his gasping breath that I realised what he
was doing to me. I opened my mouth to scream and felt his hand
cover my face, cutting off my yelp of pain as he slowly began to
bugger me on my bed. I screamed into his hand as his thick cock
stretched and reamed my arse. It hurt bad and I cried while he
fucked me like a woman.
"Ahhhhh! Nice and tight! Such a nice tight little thing you are!"
he gasped into my ear, his big cock sawing in and out of me
painfully, "I'm going to make you my personal fuck-toy until your
sister gets old enough to fuck."
By the time he was done with me I just lay there, sobbing while
he pulled his robe back on. He was smiling as he looked down at
me, my arse was leaking with his sperm as he had cum so much in
me.
I had stopped crying now and it had stopped hurting as well. I
was just numb.
He sat back down on the bed and played with my arse, stroking it
and squeezing it with him big white hand.
"That was very good, Keithy. I'm going to enjoy using you every
night from now on, you'll learn to satisfy me with your mouth as
well." he laughed and gave my backside a gentle slap, then he
left the room.
I stayed there and eventually fell asleep. I woke suddenly when I
felt weight on my bed, someone lifted my head and I felt
something thick, warm and slippery being forced into my mouth. I
gagged and tried to pull my head away but strong hands held me in
place.
"Shhhhhhhh! Shhhhhhhh!" said my stepfather's voice, "Suck it,
suck it like a good girl."
I began to cry again and still tried to pull my mouth off the fat
cockhead in my mouth. That is until he forced the long thick
dildo deep into my arsehole again. I tried to scream and found
that he only fed more of his cock into my mouth. I squirmed on
the bed as he used the huge dildo to make me do as he wanted. I
sucked his cock and obeyed his directions.
"Good girl, just like that! Suck it good for Daddy. Taste your
Mummy's pussy on it!" he said.
I whimpered and understood what the tangy flavour was. He tutored
me and guided me until I began to feel his cock pulsing in my
hands and his thick sperm filled my mouth. He made me suck his
cock clean and sit up in the bed with my mouth full of his sperm,
I stared up into his eyes and waited as he stroked my cheek.
"Now swollow it down sweetheart! Drink Daddy's sperm, like a good
girl."
I did as he commanded and felt repulsed as the thick goo slid
into my tummy.
"There you go, all down! Now lie down let Daddy fuck you!" he
said and pushed me down onto my stomach on the bed again.
I groaned as I felt him squeezing passed my tight anus and go
deep into my belly.
"Ahhhhh! So fucking tight!" he moaned as he fucked my arse again.

I was now my stepfather's other whore. He used me whenever he
pleased, whether my mother was in the house or not. By the time I
was fifteen, I was considered gay by everyone who knew me. And
had been shunned by most of the boys I wanted to be friends with
because they thought that I wanted to 'make out' with them. But I
had no sexual feelings towards males at all.
I had no interest in football and cricket, but I found that I was
a good runner and very fast. I had been school champion and
regional champion for three years now. My coach, Tracy Gorman,
was pushing me to go for the European championships as well in
the autumn.
My mother was very proud of me. I had several trophies and almost
a dozen medals. My stepfather was also very proud of me and kept
taking me off to his workplace to show me off to his colleagues.
My little sister was now seven years old and clung to her father
all the time. My mother started working again at her old company,
my stepfather saw to that. He also saw to it that she was very
busy and got called out on business trips very often. She did
enjoy it though, she got to see many places she never thought
she'd ever see.
Meanwhile I would lay in bed listening to the gentle whimpering
of my little sister as he did things to her in his bed. Even
though I was finally free of his sexual attentions, she had taken
my place for his attentions and on his cock. I had seen her come
out of his room many times with his sperm leaking down her chin
as she skipped past me and went down the stairs. Once I had gone
past his bedroom door and found it wide open, he was getting off
the bed with a satisfied smile on his face. Collette's panties
were around her ankles and her arsehole gaped obscenely as he got
her to get on her hands and knees and suck his cock clean. She
did it eagerly, with gusto. He stood there with his head up, his
face towards the ceiling as she sucked him.
I moved quietly away from the door in the opposite direction and
crept back down stairs, pretending that I didn't see any of it. I
knew he wanted me to see what he was doing and I wouldn't give
him that satisfaction.
He made it obvious one afternoon when my mother was having a
shower upstairs. We were watching the TV, I was sitting right
next to him in the three-seater sofa and Collette was sitting in
his lap. She was moving about a lot and he bent to whisper
something in her ear. She giggled and looked over at me, then she
climbed off of him, dropped her panties to the floor and then
climbed back into his lap. That was when I noticed that his cock
was sticking out of his trousers. Collette raised up and wriggled
her little bottom on it and then gave a long sigh of pleasure as
she sank slowly onto it, taking it all up into her young body. I
was shocked, it had taken me at least a whole year to take his
cock when I was older the she was.
"Ahhhhh! Daddy, your cock feels lovely!" she gasped.
"And your sweet little bum bum feel fantastic Baby, Daddy loves
buggering his sweet little angel." he moaned with pleasure.
Collette looked over at me and began to ride her father's white
cock. She rested her hands on his knees and worked her plump
little bottom on him, looking like she had done it many times.
She opened her pretty eyes and looked over at me, smiling.
"I want to do you too, Keithy. I want you in my bum bum too." she
smiled and gave a big sigh again as her bottom worked harder and
her father gasped.
I got up to leave, but my stepfather caught my wrist and pulled
me back into the seat.
"Stay here boy, you're not too old to get a punishment you know."
he said with a strained voice as my sister fucked his stiff white
cock. She looked over at me again and smiled as she wriggled and
writhed like the girls we had seen on the music videos, he gave a
long, low moan and grabbed her small hips. A gasping whine came
from his throat and he grunted several times as he smacked his
hips into her fleshy little bottom, making the firm flesh shudder
with each thrust. Collette gasped and closed her eyes, giving a
little smile as he squeezed her tightly, spurting into her
bowels.
"Ooooooh! Daddy, that was so nice. Did you cum hard?"
It was so weird hearing the small child talking the way my mother
or another adult woman would.
"Yes Baby, that was so good. Where did you learn that?" he asked,
still catching his breath.
"That's my secret Daddy, I have to keep my little tricks to
surprise you!" she laughed and then slowly got off him with a wet
sucking sound.
His cock flopped back onto his leg and he collapsed on the chair.
I watched her get down between his legs and suck his slowly
shrinking cock into her small mouth, cleaning it off and then
putting it back into his trousers. She smiled and climbed back
into his lap just as we hear Mum coming back downstairs.
Collette kept looking across at me and smiling sweetly, she
reached over and took my hand then settled back to watch the
movie.


  
Maneaters 1