Arthur's Nightly Calling
A short story of Arthur having his first time with his mother. The cover art is a David Siegl piece I colored.
Arthur Read one night was staying up watching TV, enjoying Friday night. But then when the channel temporarily went to black, he saw something unusual in the reflection of the screen. He couldn't tell what it was, but he was curious. He turned off the TV for a bit and in the reflection saw the mirror inside his parents' room, with the door left open. The mirror itself could see some spread legs, and in-between those a different pair of legs.
Arthur blushed as he saw his father fucking his mom, but he didn't know why it was so enticing to watch. Arthur didn't know about sex, but he certainly loved what he saw. He felt a bulge in his pants, then noticed to his surprise that his cock was now larger and harder. Arthur was smart enough to know that somehow these things were connected, and his instincts somehow knew further that he needed to put it inbetween his mother's legs just like his father was doing.
He kept watching the reflection of a reflection until his father finished inside her and pulled away. Upon seeing a pussy for the first time, Arthur was now even more enticed. He lowered his pants and underwear slightly to let his cock out once it pressed in his pants too hard. It was throbbing with anticipation. Arthur then saw his mom's hand gently caress her pussy before finishing. Then she got up. Arthur panicked and turned on the TV quickly so she wouldn't notice.
Jane Read's head peaked out of her room, smiled upon seeing Arthur distracted by the TV, then turned off the lights and shut the door. Once that happened, Arthur began sweating nervously. He had to satisfy himself but was too ignorant to know about masturbation. He wanted to do what his dad was doing. He quickly began thinking of a possible plan.
Meanwhile David Read yawned and came back with a glass of water and two pills. He swallowed them with the water then got in bed.
"Sleeping pills again?" asked Jane, "Having trouble sleeping?"
"Yeah," confessed David before yawning, "I want to...sleep..." David fell asleep before he was able to finish the sentence. He was out of it. Jane Read giggled to herself and then laid in bed and pulled the sheets above her. She then dived into her own fantasy.
Jane Read loved her husband, and his sex was fine, but like many people she had her own weird fetish. She imagined being fucked by a child. A muscle-bound kid somehow being able to please her to orgasm. As she kept thinking of her fantasies and fingering herself, she too drifted to sleep. Suddenly, fifteen minutes later, the door creeped open. Arthur quietly tiptoed inside.
Upon seeing the bare breasts of his mother, Arthur's boner was back in full force. He had to fuck her now. He gently got at one end of the bed, and got underneath the covers to get inbetween her legs. He was extra slow and careful so he didn't wake anyone up. He saw his mother's pussy up close, and was in awe.
"Mmm..." muttered Jane Read in her sleep, "Lick it kid~" Lick it? Arthur thought that was weird, but hearing his mother seductively mutter that in her sleep was quite a convincing argument. Arthur then decided to lick her mother's pussy. Jane moaned in her sleep, blushing but not waking. Arthur was coinciding with her lustful dream, making it realer in her head.
"Oh yeah~" she moaned, "Now put it in~" Arthur blushed then got inbetween her legs, his cock throbbing like mad. He then fucked his mother, softly moaning with her. His father was too knocked out from sleeping pills to wake up. Arthur kept going and going, feeling unprecedented bliss. Eventually the mother and son both came and moaned. Arthur panted then collapsed on top of his mother, head between her breasts, and fell asleep. Jane woke up and saw a naked Arthur inbetween her.
For half a second, she was horrified, but it so much fulfilled her secret fantasy she also felt satisfied. She eventually smiled and caressed her son, realizing that perhaps she could use him whenever David wasn't around. She then carried her now sleeping son back to his room before going back to bed herself. When Arthur awoke, he wasn't sure if it was a dream or not, but either way it was something he wasn't going to forget.
Suddenly his door opened. Arthur blushed and hid under his sheets to hide his morning wood. Jane merely smiled and sat on the bed next to him.
"Thank you Arthur," she merely said before hugging him. Arthur blushed and hugged back, wondering if perhaps then the dream was real. Then Jane pressed her lips against her son's before pressing her tongue in. Arthur blushed and responded likewise, engaging in a passionate French kiss before breaking away with a string of shared saliva. He had a feeling life was going to be a lot better from now on.