Chapter 25 — Good Morning Mom.

Chapter 25: Chapter 25 — Good Morning Mom.

Arthur opened his eyes the next morning to the warm, heavy weight of his mother’s breasts pressed directly against his face, completely smothering him in their soft comfort.

A low groan of pure pleasure rumbled in his chest as he breathed in her familiar, comforting scent.

"Good morning, my dear," a sweet, gentle voice whispered right beside his ear.

Arthur blinked against the softness blocking his vision, his throat tight with sleep as he answered her back.

"Good morning, Mom," he replied, his voice coming out thick, sleepy, and deeply husky.

Arthur felt her hand, which had been gently caressing his thighs, slide right down to wrap around the throbbing piece of meat resting between her thick, plump legs.

It was already slick and damp from the natural juices she had secreted throughout the night from the constant, warm friction of his dick rubbing against her pussy lips as they slept.

Slowly, she lifted his cock away from the heavenly pressure of her thighs, freeing it just enough so she could start stroking it lovingly up and down with a steady, soothing rhythm.

At the same time, her other hand resumed sliding softly through his hair, scratching lazily at his scalp.

Wrapped in her warmth and the intimate care, it easily shaped up to be one of the most comfortable and blissful mornings he had ever experienced in his entire life.

Arthur let out a long, pleasant sigh of contentment.

Feeling the sensitive pink nubs of her nipples pressing directly against his cheeks, he couldn’t resist teasing her a little, reaching up to lightly pinch one between his fingers.

"Naughty Mom," Arthur murmured with a lazy grin, running his thumb over the hardened tip. "Aren’t you loving this, huh?"

A sharp, trembling breath hitched in her throat at the sudden spike of sensation on her chest.

The hand stroking up and down his dick paused for a fraction of a second, her fingers tightening around his shaft in a reflex grip before she smoothly resumed her rhythmic motion.

"Yes... I love it," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion as she looked down at him. "I love you more than anything in this world, dear."

Arthur’s heart skipped a beat, his mind going completely blank for a moment.

Her love...

It washed over him—the warm, fuzzy feeling spreading rapidly through his chest, coupled with the deeply tender, adoring gaze she was giving him.

The cynicism or hesitation he might have felt before completely melted away under the sheer weight of her devotion.

"I love you too, Mom," Arthur replied subconsciously, the words slipping past his lips naturally.

And this time, deep down, he knew it wasn’t entirely a lie like the last time.

A bright, radiant smile bloomed across her face at his confession. Leaning forward eagerly, she pressed her lips against his for a soft, gentle sip.

Mwah... slurp...

Arthur immediately tightened his grip, sliding a hand to the back of her neck in a possessive hold.

He deepened the connection instantly, turning the gentle greeting into a forceful, driving kiss just the way she liked it.

"Ah... hnn..."

She let out a soft, breathy moan as his tongue breached her lips without warning, sliding straight into her warm mouth.

Slurrrp... chk-chk... hnnn...

Their tongues clashed in a heated battle for dominance, but Arthur took control effortlessly.

He swept inside, drinking down her sweet saliva and tasting every inch of her as she surrendered completely to his lead.

"Mmmph~ haah... mnnn~ slurp..."

Her hips twitched against the bed with every wet, sloppy slide of their tongues, muffled moans of pure pleasure vibrating deep in her throat as she melted further into his arms.

Despite the early hour and the fact that neither of them had brushed their teeth yet, there was zero trace of morning breath.

Instead, her mouth tasted like a refreshing, sugary beverage, completely devoid of any unpleasantness.

The rich, sweet flavor of her saliva was addictive, making Arthur want to drink down more and more of it without stopping.

It reminded him of the previous day with Sadie, whose love juices had defied all expectations.

Rather than having the usual salty taste, her fluids had carried a surprisingly delicious, bright blend of sweet and citrus notes.

It didn’t make much logical sense—it was most likely one of those bizarre, unexplainable biological quirks of their world.

But as far as Arthur was concerned, there was no point in overthinking a good thing.

Shrugging off the mystery, he decided to just lean into the sensation and make the absolute most out of it.

Slurp... snap.

When they finally broke apart, a glistening, elastic string of thick saliva stretched between their lips before snapping back.

His mother lay beneath him with a completely blissful, dazed expression, her chest heaving softly.

Arthur didn’t waste a second.

He pressed his weight forward, pushing her flat onto her back as he climbed over her.

Positioning his throbbing, slick shaft right at the entrance of her wet folds, he began slowly sliding his thick cock up and down her sensitive slit, teasing her drenched lips with deliberate, slow friction.

Shlk... shlk... slide...

"Ah... hnn... waiting..." she whimpered, her hips twitching helplessly against the mattress with every stroke.

With his free hand, Arthur grabbed both of her slender, dainty wrists, pulling her arms straight up above her head.

He locked them together in a firm, single-handed grip right at the middle of her forearms, pinning her completely.

The position left her looking utterly helpless, fully at his mercy and completely at his disposal to do with as he pleased.

"Mm~ah~ huff... oh god~ Art~!!"

She breathed out, her eyes locking onto his with absolute, unconditional surrender as the wet, slick friction between them grew heavier and more desperate.

Arthur’s free hand gently cupped her flushed cheek, his thumb brushing across her smooth skin before sliding straight between her pouty, parted lips and pushing into her hot, slick mouth.

Slworp... slurp...

She eagerly latched onto his thumb, sucking on it with the exact same ravenous intensity and practiced rhythm she would use if she had his entire length buried in her throat.

Slurrrp... chk-chk...

His thumb played back and forth over her soft, slippery tongue, rolling against it as she licked and nibbled with desperate enthusiasm.

Thick, sweet drool began to spill out the corners of her mouth, flowing in a glistening stream down her chin and dripping past her delicate throat, caught briefly by his index finger before trailing further down.

"Hnn~ mmph... ahh..."

She let out a needy, breathless moan that vibrated warmly around his thumb.

Looking up at him with half-lidded, heavy bedroom eyes, she poured every ounce of her adoration and desperate morning lust into her gaze, silently begging him to stop teasing and finally give her what she craved.

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