Kevin Sellers: Best loving mother

The youngest of the three Foster children, Bobby, wiggled with impatience as Gwen began

to fill their plates, flashing her children a bright, good-humored smile.

"Yes darling, I remember perfectly well that I promised to buy you some new swim trunks today. And we'll do just that as soon as we fill you up with food! Now dig in, while I go get ready for our little shopping spree!"

Without another word she whisked off while her three teenagers attacked their meal in a clash

of forks and plates.

It was as if nothing at all unusual had happened last night.

But all the time Pam was aware of the tingle spreading through her pussy, itching wildly at the vivid memories of what she'd seen. She caught herself glancing across the table in Dane's direction and remembering the sight of his big, inflamed cock sliding greasily out of their Mom's cunt. So huge and red and thick, all dripping with fuck-juices and lolling against the hairy sack of his balls like a fat, oozy worm…

That image alone was enough to have her aching more than ever, unable to concentrate on her food.

In almost no time at all Gwen reappeared, her voluptuous body now clad in a light summer

dress.

"Well, it certainly looks as if I didn't fix breakfast a moment too soon, does it? Honestly, the way you three devour food, people would think I never fed you! Are you ready to go, Bobby?"

"Sure am!" Gulping down the last of his juice, Bobby hopped up and raced for the back door with an eagerness that had his mop of curly hair flying in a rumpled tangle. His young face beamed. "Come on Mom, let's go. If I get some new trunks early enough, I can use 'em at my swimming lesson this afternoon! We better hurry!"

"Oh, all right." Following with a smile, Gwen glanced at her two older children. "Are you absolutely sure neither of you wants to come along? Well then, have it your own way. We'll try not to be too long, but there's sandwich meat in the fridge for lunch if you get hungry. See you this afternoon then, dears. Have a nice morning!" "Okay, Mom. See you later." "Bye, Mom."

With those parting words Gwen and Bobby headed out the back door. A moment later the family car roared to life, then thrummed off in the distance.

The two of them were left alone in the house, with a whole long summer morning stretched out ahead of them.

"Well, I guess I'll turn on a ball game or something. Need any help with the dishes, sis?" "No, that's all right. It's my week to do them, anyway. You'd better just go watch your dumb old baseball, while we've got some peace and quiet. I'll take care of these."

Pam quickly rose and began scooping up plates and glasses, blushing more fiercely than ever at the abrupt fear that Dane might somehow see the thoughts that were whirling in her mind.

"Okay. That's just what I'll do, then." He lumbered off to the living room, grateful that his sister hadn't taken him up on his offer. The television blared on, with a ball game already in progress.

As she washed up the morning's dishes, Pam's thoughts were on other things entirely. Her virgin pussy felt hot and steamy, all wet and ticklish in the crotch of her shorts. It wasn't the first time in her life that she'd been horny. But this time was different. This time was lots stronger than the little pangs and twinges she'd known before.

And all the while, a fierce new determination blossomed inside her. By the time she set the last dish to drain, Pam's mind was made up.

Toweling her hands dry, she took a deep nervous breath for courage. Then she headed into the living room to confront her brother.

Dane lay flopped on the couch, snoozing and half-watching the game that buzzed on the TV, when he became aware of his sister standing over him with an odd expression on her face and a strange glimmer shining in her blue eyes.

"Huh? Something the matter? What's with you?"

For an instant Pam didn't reply. Then, without warning, the words spilled from her in a sudden gush.

"I saw what you and Mom were doing last night. I saw the whole thing, and… and you were fucking her! I saw you!"

Dane's jaw dropped. He froze, staring up at her with an expression of blank disbelief. Slowly his face turned red, deepening into a crimson shade of embarrassment. His mouth worked, but all that came out was a garbled croak. "Uh, well… "

"And don't you dare try to deny it either, because I know better! You really did it. You fucked our own mother! You put your cock in her and… and just fucked her!"

Pam's voice rushed on in a breathless accusation that didn't give her brother a chance to answer. Now that the truth was out, she could no longer hide her own mingled shock and arousal at the whole episode. She was actually shivering with reaction, her cunt juicing harder than ever.

"You… you saw…" he began. His face twisted with mortification, and he responded in a weak attempt at defiance. "Well, so what? It, uh, it just kind of happened, that's all. Mom couldn't sleep, and she wanted some company, and-it just happened! What's it to you, anyway?"

By this time Pam was blushing too. Forcing herself to meet his embarrassed glare, she answered in a husky quavering tone of frank admission.

"Oh, nothing really, I guess. It's just that… that I'd like to find out what the big deal is about fucking, that's all. I never saw anyone do it before, and it looked… well, kind of nice. Would you show me, Dane? Would you show me about fucking?"

If it was possible, her brother's face went even slacker with astonishment.

After what seemed a motionless eternity, he let out an indignant whoosh of breath.

"Show you about-oh, shit! Hell Pam, that's crazy! You're my sister!"

Stung by that refusal, she retorted angrily.

"Well, what's wrong with that? And you certainly didn't seem to mind doing it to Mom last night, and she's our mother! I want to, Dane! I want to find out how it feels! I… I want to fuck!"

The truth blurted out of her, exploding into the open. Before she had time to lose her nerve, Pam acted impulsively in a quick, deft motion.

She reached down and grasped the border of her t-shirt, then lifted it up and off with a fluid undulation. The bunched material slid crisply away, then fell to the floor in a heap.

Her small tits bobbled freely into view, her taut little tit-globes thrusting barely outward into the pert, already-strumming peaks of pink, erect young nipples.

"Oh Christ”

Dane swallowed hard, not quite able to believe it was happening. His cock gave an automatic nudge, swelling in the crotch of his jeans as he lay staring at the spectacle of his little sister standing half-nude before him. "Well? Are you going to show me, or not?" As she spoke, Pam peeled down her zipper and pushed her shorts wide open. She poised like that, awaiting his answer.

She hadn't bothered wearing panties. The topmost curls of her gold pussy-hair popped into sight, catching Dane's stare like a magnet. "Uh… oh shit… " Caught totally unprepared for the entire confrontation, he let out a grunt. But there was no denying the fact that his cock had soared up to full attention, pulsing in the tented confines of his jeans like a bomb about to explode.

At last he gave in with a feeble shrug, no longer able to hide his own reaction.

"Oh, what the hell. Okay, then. I guess it won't hurt if I show you a few things about fucking, if you want it all that bad. Just let me get out of these clothes, and then we'll see if you can back up some of that big talk!"

With that statement he rose, quickly peeling out of shirt and jeans in a series of deft tearing motions.

Pam's pussy gushed as she watched her brother undress. Following his every move with a gaze of pure anticipation, she wiggled her shorts down and off without thinking.

When Dane's engorged cock sprang into the open, she gasped.