Milf and pancakes

Josh made it into the dining room and quickly sat down at the kitchen table. Eager to get his breakfast, especially before his brothers. As their highly athletic lives meant they required more to eat and therefore more time to cook for. So as he sat down at the dinner table, he took in the others in the room.

The one that stood out the most was obviously his father, Bob Mackentire. An unassuming name for a giant of a man. He was about seven feet tall with hands the size of a human skull. Josh had thought on more than one occasion that if there was a picture of Goliath, he would look like his dad's twin. He was also surprisingly gentle for a man that could probably pin and snap the neck of a polar bear in one single motion.

His father was currently working out using a small Indian woman as a dumbbell, lifting her up and down. It wouldn't be that sexual of an action if the woman wasn't naked, the only piece of clothing on her being pierced nipples, where additional weights were hanging off. His father also groped her body with his hands as she went up and down.

His father noticed him at the dinner table. "There's my little guy!" He shouted out, then sat down his living barbell, and then turned back to Josh, giving him his full attention. "Did you have a nice nap, son?" Bob Mackentire asked in a gentle voice. Josh felt like he was staring down a bear as he nodded his head yes as he stared into his father's brown eyes.

"Good to hear, son." Bob Mackentire said happily as he took a seat at the table himself, his brown hair shining as he did so. They then turned to the beautiful woman making pancakes in the kitchen in a bright pink apron, who had been quietly humming as she cooked.

"Good to hear, dear!" The woman said in a singsong voice before walking over and giving him pancakes first, then grabbing some more for the father of the household. "There you go, my sunshines. Now hopefully my other boys will be here soon." The woman said in a slightly exasperated voice. This woman was his mother, Sarah Mackentire.

She was a woman that was on the shorter side; she had natural blond hair that seemed to almost glow, and she also had ice-blue eyes. Her short body had a tight ass and above-average breasts; this was mostly due to her working out with Dad. He found himself on more than one occasion thinking about how his parents worked on a pure physical level.

As they clearly loved each other, but it was like a bear being with a small bunny; it shouldn't work, and yet he as well as his brothers proved that wrong. He was distracted from his thoughts as his brothers were seemingly summoned by their mom's words, and all three were seated and rapidly devouring stacks of pancakes. He finished before them, as he got far less than them, as he wasn't as active as they were.

His mother, noticing this, called him over. "Come on, sweety, it's time for you to give Mommy her breakfast." Sarah Mackentire said in the same sing-song voice as before, though it now held a tinge of lust in it. Knowing what that meant, Josh got up and went over to her, where she was standing in the kitchen, nervous and excited at what was about to happen. His father and brothers ignored them, too busy eating and talking to each other to pay attention to them and make it awkward for Josh.

His mom kneeled before him and carefully brought out his huge white cock. It was about as big as his legs, which was a strange kind of irony. As he was timid and the least fit of all the men in his family, and yet his cock could put an actual horse to shame. His mother quickly shoved her face into his tennis-sized balls, happily gargling them.

For a moment that was all that was happening, then his mother took off her apron, showing she had only worn the pink apron. She then wrapped her tits along the base of his cock while she licked the upper part up and down. "Come on, baby, I need my special boy's love milk." Sarah Mackentire said, her voice filled with lust.

Josh held on as long as he could, not wanting to be a quick shot but unable to hold up to his mother's natural skill and experience. So soon enough he whispered the magic words. "I'm coming," he said, causing his mother to show a lovely lewd smile. Then she put her mouth around the tip and sealed her lips.

Josh then proceeded to cum a river down his mother's throat. Her throat obviously bulged as his cum overfilled it on the way down. She eventually managed to swallow it all. Opening her mouth wide once she was done. "See, my beautiful baby, you fed Mommy well." She said, holding her obviously bigger stomach, now bloated with his cum.

"Happy to help, Mom. Love you," Josh said in a small, timid voice before putting his cock away quickly and leaving the dining room with a quiet goodbye on his lips as he made his way out of the house and toward his mode of transportation. His thoughts filled on what had just happened and why it felt weird that it was okay for them to do that.

It was due to the weird position white women held in society. As to continue the purity of the white race, you had to date white women, obviously, but you wouldn't treat one like you did the coloreds. So the now common phrase came into existence' love a white woman fuck a colored'. As it was understood, you started a family with a white woman while you just use coloreds for your pleasure.

This status quo caused a weird situation where white women were horny but not white men. As the men could satisfy themselves with a nearby colored the moment they were horny. While the woman had to either find or work on their significant other. This was also why **** was allowed due to the fact it was such a rare occurrence among the white race in this age.

So it was that his mother took happy advantage of his timidness that prevented him from satisfying himself to satisfy each other. His brothers and father were okay with the whole thing. In fact, they were very supportive because, as far as they saw it, they were just helping each other. Hence why they looked elsewhere while they did their business so as not to trigger his shyness, which would cause his cock to soften.

Once again Josh found himself wondering why he had problems just fitting in. As what he and his mother did was extremely helpful for him and her as well as a great way to show love, but he still found it weird. He sighed to himself, hoping one day that he would find out how he fit into this world.