Downstairs for Breakfast

I made my way down the stairs for breakfast. I could hear the sound of bacon being cooked on the stove during my decent. It was always a pleasant sound that brought pleasant memories to my head.

Upon reaching the ground floor, I walked over to the kitchen table and sat down. To pass the time, I reached underneath my tube top and began tweaking my nipples.

Hearing music from the next room I immediately knew it was my mom listening to her reggae mix that I got her for Christmas. She walked in completely naked, as she would be any morning, dancing along to the song around the kitchen.

My mother was beautiful with large L-cup tits and a posterior that could be mistaken for implanted beachballs. It was a good thing her ass was gyroscopically stable, since the coffee mug she had placed on it would have surely fallen off.

She made it over to the middle of the kitchen before noticing me sitting there. She gave a gentle smile and pulled the headphones from her head, making sure it didn’t collide with her two floppy bunny ears.

“Mark! I didn’t hear you come down. Usually you have one of your boyfriends ride on your back when you have breakfast?” She asked a little skeptically.

“Yeah.” I rubbed the back of my neck. “I couldn’t get one into bed last night, so I just slept by myself.”

“None of your six hundred seventy-one boyfriends were available?”

“Yeah. Sorry, mom.” She gave me a side eye before dropping the issue to talk about something else.

“Well anyway, since your up I should get your breakfast so I can-”

Whatever my mom was about to say was immediately cut off by the large burp that exited her mouth. The belch lasted five continuous seconds and at the end she brought her hand to her face in embarrassment.

“Dearie, sorry about that. I need to take this. She then parted her legs and plunged her right hand into her wet folds, swallowing the entire thing.

After about a few seconds she found what she was looking for and pulled out a banana with a phone cord connecting from the end straight back into her snatch. She brought the phone to her ear and proceeded to talk in her business voice.

“Eyy girl! Wazzup! Wanna get some dick to-night?”

The other end of the phone sounded like a long wet fart ushering out. My mom only chuckled at it.

“Girl you are so nasty! I would ride your face until your dripping in cum. Anyways, what’s the ish?” The wet fart sound came back again.

“Oh no! Really! That’s hella lame. I’ll be right down.” She let go of the banana as it recalled back inside her as she looked back towards me.

“I’m really sorry sweetie. But, the school’s apparently starting earlier than usual today so I have to go soon.” I gave her a reassuring smile to combat her nervousness.

“It’s okay mom. I know school’s important to you. I just hope that there’s enough time for breakfast.” My mom gave me a large smile as a 6” dick emerged from her snatch along with a set of two good looking balls.

“Anything for my special guy.” She walked over to me as I kneeled on the floor, making sure to pull my tube top down so I could properly work on getting my breakfast out.

My mom’s sweaty penis entered into my ripe melons. She pistoned back and forth, making sure to give my breakfast the best it could be. I made sure to lightly lick the tip to show my appreciation to her.

As I gazed into the underside of her breasts, I couldn’t help but wonder if everything was normal. Like, is this really what I do every day. I mean, not to the letter, but… am I doing something weird.

“Are you two going to finish soon?”

I looked back to the foyer and saw my sister/maid/sex **** Tobbi standing with her hands behind her back.

She was dressed in her regular outfit. A maid dress with a short skirt that with enough breeze to show her two vaginas and cleavage window large enough to start too see the areolas. It seemed she had tied the corset too tight as her D-cup breasts were practically spilling out.

“Oh, right.” My mom looked down at me, which was easy since she had A-cups. “Alright sweetie, open wide.”

I opened my mouth as a torrent of jism exploded from my mothers’ penis as I maded sure to open my mouth as wide as I can. The amount of flavor I experienced during my breakfast was unreal as I partially started to milk from my tits in response.

“Sigh, huff…huff… that’s a good Sweetie.” Mom rubbed her hand between my dog ears before she pulled her limp dick from between my breasts. The sensation caused me to leak a little, but I made sure to keep it down.

My mom made her way to the stove as she took the strips of bacon from the pan and placed them on a paper towel.

“Anyways.” She began. “I need to get to school. We have a Chemistry test I need to ace if I ever have any hope of passing the 5th grade.”

“I’m sure you’ll do great mom.” I barked in confidence. She looked back to me with a smile.

“Aww, thanks Sweetie.” She placed the cooled off strips of bacon over her nipples in order to cover them. She needed to preserve her title of ‘Bacon Queen’ after all.

“Alright, see you later tonight you two.” She waved goodbye as she left for the garage to drive to work in the family Weinermobile.

“Miss Sweetie, should you be getting to work?” Tobbi distracted me from my musings and alerted me to my current surroundings.

“Oh, right. Thanks Tobbi.”

“Anytime, Miss Sweetie.”