Maneaters 5
by Osric134 (Dom, MF, Mb, gb, Mg)


It had been an insane few months. The two American athletes had
accused me of cheating. I was so angry at them and their coach
for dredging this whole thing up in the first place when there
was nothing to substantiate what they were accusing me of. I had
defended myself rigorously and in the end I had come away from
the games with seven gold medals and the two sprinters and their
coach had been banned for life, unable to ever competing again.
They had been caught trying to spike my food to make me get a
positive result in the test done after their accusation, but Mum
had been watching and had used her camera phone to film them in
action. She got my coach and another official and showed then the
recording, they took the food to the lab and they confirmed that
it had high doses of growth hormones. The rest of the American
team were great though, supporting me throughout the messy time
and standing by me with my team mates to say I was innocent.
In the end it was all about sponsorship deals. I had come away
with some of the biggest in a while. Nike, Gillette, Nationwide,
to name a few. Endorsements that the three had wanted and would
have had if I had been stripped of my medals.
But three months in and I was doing pretty well now that the
whole 'scandal' was over.
Mum was very proud of her involvement in the capture of the
scumbags who tried to 'nobble' me.
I was now a lot more careful about who was around me and my
mother took a much more involved approach to my food and
nutrients.
The relationship with my mother had cemented and we were much
closer than we ever were. Sex with my mother was fantastic, she
was insatiable and wanted me all the time. We lived more like man
and wife than mother and son, a few of the other athletes teased
me about her constant attention.
"Are you sure that's your mother, man? She behaves like your
wife!" someone had said.
I had women, and men, literally throwing themselves at me. But I
made it clear that I as not into men and that I was not looking
for a female partner just yet. That became a news item of course,
I was constantly asked about my future plans for a family and the
press tried to link me to different women. I carefully manoeuvred
them to the things I wanted to answer. I did everything to stay
on the good side of the media and everything to stay off their
radar. I chose not to do interviews and only did charity events
when I did appear on TV. I also did a few comedy show
appearances, making fun of myself. My favourite was Top Gear when
I came third overall on the 'Star in a Reasonably priced car'
spot. That was lots of fun.
The only bad patch I went through was the reporter who was
hounding me outside every venue, she kept trying to ask me about
my sister.
"I'm not going to talk about her, I don't have anything to say
about her, now please leave me alone!" I told her. She wanted to
continue, but I walked away from the interview.

I was twenty five now and mum was still an amazingly sexy and
youthful looking forty five year old. She was often asked to do
skin cream adverts and had many endorsements of her own.
Tonight though she was with me at the sportsman of the year
awards where I presented the award to that year's nominee, Nancy
Forde, the young seventeen year old sprinter who had taken the
country by a storm. She was the same age as I was when I won the
award years before. Probably the reason why they chose me to
present it.
She climbed up onto the stage in her long silvery dress, blushing
and crying as she took the award from me and turned her face as I
went to kiss her cheek, causing me to kiss her on the mouth. She
held my head to hers and only let me go when she had pulled her
tongue out of my mouth. I stood back stunned. The audience
laughed and I managed an embarrassed smile. She straightened her
dress and patted her hair, approaching the podium. The microphone
screeched briefly as she gave a laugh into it.
"Ahh! I've always wanted to do that!" she smiled and looked back
at me.
"Thank you, thank you all!" she smiled.
 She turned to me.
"Keith Hinds, you are my hero! I wouldn't be here without you and
your example, this is for you as well!" she said holding the
trophy up. She turned back to the crowd.
"And I'd like to thank my mother Tessa Forde, for being there and
pushing me when I needed it the most. Thank you!"
She hung onto my arm as I led her off the stage.
I wanted to ask her what that was about, but before I could talk
to her, she was led away by officials and I was led back to my
table.
"Wow! That was some kiss!" my mother said as I sat down, "I was
sure she had her tongue in your mouth."
I looked at her and smiled, blushing just a little.
"She did, didn't she?" she burst out laughing and got a few
annoyed glances from a woman at the next table. "She tricked you
into kissing her and pushed her tongue into your mouth sneakily.
I think I like her!"
"Mum! Please!" I said blushing fully now.

The party afterwards was huge and I got to meet some of my own
sports heroes for the second time, third for some. Lindford
Christie was talking to my mother and had his wife with him. He
had helped me a lot over the last year and was always on-hand to
help. I was walking around the room, getting to know some of the
newer athletes, when I felt someone touch my arm and turned to
find myself facing the presentee of the award for sportswoman of
the year. She smiled at me and handed me a glass of orange juice.
"I know you don't drink so I brought you a glass of juice." she
smiled and then she took my arm.
"You tricked me!" I said, blushing. "Even my mother saw you put
you tongue in my mouth."
"I've always been a fan of yours back when I was still in school
and you were at the under sixteens." she said, "I knew I wanted
to be like you one day, I never thought I'd be standing here with
you. This is so exciting!" She was smiling like she had won a
prize. Well, she had and it was at her table with her trainer,
who was quite drunk. But that's not what she thought she had won.
My mother looked over at me and gave me a big smile when she saw
me and the girl together, she waved at me and went off with
Linford and his wife.
"Your mother is so beautiful!" Nancy said, "I'd like to meet her
later, if you don't mind."
"Sure!" I said and we moved about the crowds of partiers,
stopping to talk to people and news people.
"Always guard what you say in front of those news people, never
ever let your guard down or they will eat you alive." I advised
her, "And always be willing to make fun of yourself within
reason. It will keep you in good light with your fans and the
press won't be so keen to tear you down."
"I'll keep that in mind!" she said and squeezed my arm.
We weaved through the room and spoke to a few more news people
before I led her over to my mother, who was standing alone now.
Lindford and his wife were elsewhere now and Mum was getting
herself a glass of champagne. A tall black American athlete was
hitting on her. She smiled nonchalantly at him as I came up.
"Young man, I'm old enough to be your mother!" she told him. "In
fact, here comes my son right now!" she said and kissed my cheek.
"Maam, I'd gladly be your toyboy any time!" he said, bowing
graciously.
"Shoo!" Mum told him, smiling. He shrugged and moved away.
"That's the forth one tonight. I swear, if I was looking for a
man I'd have no trouble." she smiled and looked up at the tall
white girl on my arm, "Nancy Forde, what a talented and beautiful
girl you are, you will go far. I'm very pleased to meet you."
Mum shook hands with the seventeen year old and I thought I saw
something pass between them, it was odd, like a signal or a flow
of current. I picked up a drink from the table and my mother took
it from my hand.
"I want you to have a nice glass of champagne with me tonight
Honey, it's a celebration!" she said and handed me the sparkling
amber liquid in the second glass.
She handed Nancy one as well and they stared into each other's
eyes as their hands touch.
"Oh my God," I thought, "They're attracted to each other, Nancy
must be a lesbian, or at least bi-sexual!"
Mum took my arm and the two women led me over to the our table.
Nancy stayed with us for the remainder of the evening, rather,
with my mother. I wandered off a few times to chat with fellow
athletes and TV presenters, Sally Gunnell nudged me as I passed.
She was standing with her hubby and another man I had never seen
before.
"Keith, I see the golden girl has latched onto you and your mum.
I can't get an interview with her, her manager-mother won't let
reporters near. Can you have a word for me?"
I knew Sally was one of the good guys.
"I'll try, but I am pretty scared of the dragon lady too." I told
her.
She laughed and I moved on.
The said 'dragon lady' was telling off her daughter's trainer in
a low voice as I walked past. She stopped and looked up at me,
her face changing from anger to pleasant surprise in an instant.
She blocked my way and gave me a dazzling smile. She was a lot
prettier than I had first thought.
"Keith Hinds! Well, well! I have watched your career with avid
interest since you were a the young school champion. My daughter
and I are big admirers of yours." she said as she held my
shoulders and kissed my cheek.
She hooked my arm and walked with me.
"I'm so glad that we finally get the chance to meet you and your
gorgeous mother. I see Nancy seems to be quite engrossed with
her, she must be a fascinating woman."
I looked over at our table and Nancy was staring, dreamily at my
mother over the table. I felt a little disturbed by her obvious
interest in her.
"Yes, she is!" I said, "She's gone through a lot since my father
died, a bad second marriage as well. She's getting her second
wind now. I don't think she's interested in men any more though."
I suddenly regretted my words as the woman next to me smiled and
her eyes brightened.
"I don't blame her. I've had many bad experiences myself. Nancy's
father was not a good man but he did produce a gem of a daughter
though." she told me.
She stopped and looked at me.
"I think you'd produce a better breed of child though. You're
smart, strong and fast. I should have met your father." She
laughed.
Tessa Forde was certainly a good looking woman, she was tall, had
a very nice figure and long, long legs. She had been known to
tear men to pieces with her ferocious manner and her powerfully
built body. She stood six foot in her low heels and was small
chested, but she did have a very sexy body and a small, tight
bottom. Her arms and legs were muscular, she was once a
triathlete and still carried on the training with her daughter.
"You are such a handsome young man, why don't you have a pretty
girl at your side?" she asked.
"I do have a pretty girl at my side, or haven't you noticed!" I
said with a cheeky smile.
She burst out laughing, it was a nice sound.
"Charmer!" she smiled.
I found her to be good company, better than I would have thought.
She was intelligent, warm and funny. We spoke for ages and then
she pulled me over to my table.
"I want to meet your mother!" she said.
Mum looked up and smiled.
"And who is this lovely lady who's captured my handsome son?" she
asked grinning at the woman.
Tessa actually blushed.
"Hi Mrs Hinds, I'm Tessa Forde, Nancy's Mother."
They shook hands and I noticed that Nancy had still not taken her
eyes off my mother.
"Pleased to meet you. You have a fine, beautiful and talented
daughter. She's very engaging, she's been asking lot's of
questions about Keith and his training." Mum told her. "I think
she wants to steal some training tips."
Nancy finally looked up at me and her face glowed as she smiled
at me. I felt a shudder pass through me, I had seen that look
before.
"Yes, she's fascinated by him, we both are. You must be so
proud!" Tessa said.
"As must you be, your daughter is wonderfully talented. She will
go very far I'm sure." Mum said. The two women sat side by side
and talked about children, training and the media spotlight.
Nancy just sat there looking at my mother and then smiling at me.
She signalled to me that she wanted to go for a stroll and we
left our mothers talking.
We went out to the quiet balcony at the rear of the venue. There
was only one other couple there and they disappeared behind the
trees. We walked over to the side where the fountain was and
found a wonderful view of the private gardens. We were quite
alone.
"Your mother is an amazing woman, I wish I met her years ago."
she said.
"Oh? Why is that?" I asked.
"What I would have given for a friend like her, she could have
been the rock my mother needed when my stepfather..." she stopped
and her eyes filled with tears. "I'm sorry!"
I turned towards her and held her shoulders, looking into her
eyes and seeing such sadness there.
"Hey, hey! None of that! You've both come so far now. That's
something to be really proud of." I told her and she smiled,
sniffing back the tears.
I hugged her to me and felt her melt into me, a long sigh drifter
up to my ears. Her arms came up around my waist and she clung
tightly to me. I held her like that for a long time and then felt
her move her head from my shoulder. I looked down at her and she
reached up for my head, pulling my face down to hers and pressing
her mouth hard against mine. Her tongue, once again, entered my
mouth and she gently kissed me as she pressed her lovely slim
body against me. She kept me against her, taking what she wanted
from me.
She was definitely no lesbian. Or shy for that matter.
Once again I was being taken by a woman, but this time I really
didn't mind at all.
When her lips left mine she took my hand and pulled me over to
some bushes next to the wall of the building. She led me behind
the foliage and leaned against the white marble wall, pulling me
back to her and kissing me once again. She was much more
ferocious as she forced her tongue deep into my throat, her hands
pulling at my trousers, freeing my cock and then squeezing it in
her strong hands. She pulled her mouth from mine with a loud
"Pop!" and looked down at my cock in her hands.
"Oh my!" she said and smiled up at me.
She released me, pulling her dress up and pulling her panties
down over her smooth hips. She pulled me to her again and we both
gasped as her tightness enveloped my cock. She dug her nails into
my hips and pulled me slowly into her belly.
"Arghhh!" she cried out as our hips met.
She held me tight against her as I cupped her wonderful firm
little arse in my hands.
We stood there clinging to each other, behind the bushes. My cock
throbbed in the tight grip of her fantastic pussy. I never wanted
to move ever again, but she cocked her hips back, pulling my
partly out of her pussy and bringing gasps of pleasure from both
of us. She pressed back against me and we cried out at the
wonderful friction. I began to fuck her slowly, staring into her
eyes as I reamed her gripping vagina. She was fantastic, she had
the wonderful deepness of my mother and the sweet tightness of my
despised little sister.
She hugged my neck tight and her long muscular legs wound around
my body, her hips were like an engine as she writhed and bucked
against me. I fucked her slowly, wanting to enjoy every stroke,
every clinging withdrawal. She moaned and I had to kiss her to
stop her from screaming out as her orgasm hit her. She shuddered
and squeezed me from both places. I gasped into her moaning mouth
as she grunted animal-like sounds and pushed her tongue back into
my mouth.
It was a long time before we returned to the party.


  
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