Scott Sellers - Mother in heat

"Okay, you kids, that's enough," Roxanne said. "Now, let's get downstairs before all that food gets cold."

Breaking away, the two girls dashed through the door. They were already flopping flapjacks onto their plates downstairs when Dave and Roxanne finally sat down at the breakfast table. It just so happened that the four of them had been in such a hurry that they all arrived at the table stark naked. But that didn't seem to affect their appetites, for hands were flying all over the table, grabbing this, passing that and tugging such and such. It wasn't long before they were all eating heartily, chewing loudly and smacking their lips.

"Mmmm, boy, these are great pancakes," Dave said, "but I think they need more syrup."

But instead of reaching for the sticky syrup pitcher, Dave reached under the table and searched around for Candy's cunt-hole. She was so busy eating, that she didn't notice Dave slipping his finger into her still-slippery pussy-lips until it was too late.

"Hey, what the fuck are you doing, stupid?" Candy yelled, spitting out bits of food.

But Dave only laughed, holding out two fingers coated with gooey cunt-sauce.

"A meal just isn't complete without some of this," he declared.

Then he placed his fingers on the edge of his stack of pancakes and spread the wet pussy-sauce all over.

"You're sick!" Sandy yelled, throwing a cornbread muffin at her brother.

Dave ducked and then began laughing. He opened his mouth wide and then held a forkful of pussy fluid-coated hotcakes in front of his face. "Here goes! Mmmmmm!"

As he chewed and then swallowed, Candy silently slipped under the table and crawled toward her brother's gaping crotch. Using the broad, flat blade of a butter knife, she swiftly scooped up whatever goopy cum she could find from her brother's crotch. Then she scuffled back to her chair before her could grab her.

"These muffins are delicious, Mom," Candy shouted, "but I think you forgot the most important ingredient."

Spreading the jism across the steaming cornbread, Candy popped it into her mouth. As she chewed, she rubbed her belly with exaggerated motions of her hand and arm.

Roxanne was in hysterics, her big tits flopping in the maple syrup on her plate. And Sandy spit all her milk across the table as she failed to hold back her laughter.

The meal continued this way until all four Fildert's were satiated. Their stomachs were full and they felt content, but their sides ached terribly from laughing too much.

Pushing herself away from the table, Roxanne wiped off her mouth with a napkin and then stared at her children seriously.

"Now that we've finished eating," she said, wiping some crumbs from her fat tits, "I'd just like to say something to you kids while we're all here together."

Her children listened attentively, scooting their chairs in closer.

"I want to thank you all," Roxanne continued, "from the bottom of my heart. If it wasn't for you kids, I don't think I could have made it this long without your father, God rest his soul."

"Aw, gee, Mom," said Dave, reaching out and touching his mother's hand. "We're just doing what we have to do, that's all."

"Yeah, he's right, Mom," Candy added.

Sandy was nodding her head also. Then she said, "It's just that we're a special family. You know, all the time at school I hear the kids talking, and they say some pretty bad stuff about us. But that's because they're just jealous, hunh, Candy."

"You better believe it. I don't think there's another kid in the whole school who gets to suck on his own mother's pussy. And that's what love means, doesn't it, Mom?" Candy asked.

Roxanne smiled broadly. "Well, I guess that's part of it."

"Yeah, that is one thing I can't figure out," Dave said, pushing his plate out of the way. "All these guys at school say that they love their moms, but none of them ever fucked their mom before, I know. And they think I'm some kind of freak or something. But it's not my fault their moms have old dried-up pussies."

Everyone laughed at Dave's joke, and soon they were all reduced to tears, gripping their sides because they had been laughing so hard.

When she finally caught her breath, Roxanne stood up from the table and smiled proudly at her kids.

"Now," she said, reaching down to scratch her pussy-hairs, "who's going to give me my dessert?"

The three teens scrambled frantically to get away from the breakfast table. As they fought to reach Roxanne, they spit and clawed their way across the carpet. Finally, Dave knocked his sisters to their feet with one swipe of a big couch cushion he had yanked free to use as a weapon.

"Okay, Mom!" the teen cried out. "It's all yours."

Dave's cock had grown hard and stout as he struggled with his sisters, trying to get to his mother's big, bushy cunt. Roxanne spread out on the floor and was peeling back her wet, puffy cuntlips, revealing her glistening, pink pussy-hole.

"Come on, son. Fuck me, please! Fuck me with your big sweet cock!" Roxanne pleaded.

Dave leaped down between his mother's widespread legs and kneeled before her juicing cunt, grasping his throbbing cock in his fist. Wiping crumbs and carpet threads off his cock-shaft, Dave aimed the tip of his dick at his mother's mushy pussy.

"I'm gonna fuck you real good, Mom, just to prove how much I love you," the teen promised her. "Oh, God, I can't wait to feel your hot cunt around my cock!"

"Then hurry up and fuck me, Goddamnit! You don't know how bad I need you to ream out my pussy!"

Resting one hand atop her pussy-mound, Dave leaned down and pressed his cock just inside Roxanne's bloated cunt-flaps. He dragged the tip of his prick up and down in her wet gash to make sure she was good and wet. Then he clenched his asscheeks tight together and prepared to jam his cock into her pussy full-force.

"Do it, honey! Do it!" Roxanne hissed. "Fill me up with your fat prick! Now!"

Dave let go of his cock and thrust it savagely into his mother's slick cunt-sheath. The sensation of wet heat that smothered his fucking cock was overpowering and Dave sighed deeply.

"That's it, baby," Roxanne moaned. "Fuck it in deeper."

Dave crashed into her cunt-mound with fierce thrusts of his cock, splashing pussy-sauce out across his mother's heaving belly. Each time he slammed into Roxanne's cunt, fucking her harder and harder, her big tits quivered and shook, flopping madly as Dave stepped up the intensity of his fucking.

Sandy and Candy got to their feet just in time to see Dave first ram his cock balls-deep into Roxanne's pussy, and the two girls were so thrilled they paused to watch, sitting down slowly on the couch. In the past few weeks, Dave had become quite a masterful cocksman, and the twins were impremed by his feverish technique.

"Yeah, Mom," he groaned. "I bet Dad never gave it to you this good? Unnnggghhh!"

"You're right, baby! Ohhhh, you're so right!" Roxanne writhed around on the carpet, pinned down by her son's tremendous fucking-force. She thrashed her head from side to side, whipping her hair about violently. "It feels like I never even really fucked until he died. Ohhhhh, that feels so damn good! Aieeee!"

"Take it, Mom. Take my cock all the way up into your brains. I'll give you something to think about. Ohhhh, God! Aggghhh!"

Sandy and Candy were enthralled to no end, studying Dave's big cock as it slipped in and out of their mother's clenching cunt.

"Go for it, Dave!" Sandy called out, dying to witness her big brother shoot his load of jism all over her mother's belly and tits. "Split her open with your cock! Do it!"

Candy was so excited that she grabbed her sister's hand and pulled it into her crotch. "Come on, Sis," she whispered impatiently. "Put your finger into my cunt before Dave shoots off, please!"

"I'll do better than that," Sandy said, licking her lips. "Let me eat out your pussy again."