On his other side, Alexia, his younger sister, was already resting her head against his chest, looking up at him with wide, innocent doe eyes filled with complete adoration.
The sight was too much to resist. Arthur gently cupped her chin and pressed a soft, lingering kiss onto her pink lips.
For a fraction of a second, Alexia widened her eyes in startled surprise, but the hesitation vanished instantly.
She closed her eyes happily, melting into the kiss and leaning into his touch with total eagerness.
When Arthur finally pulled back, a radiant, breathless smile lit up her face.
"Thank you for the kiss, big bro," she whispered, her voice laced with quiet sweetness.
Arthur chuckled, a deep, warm sound vibrating in his chest.
"My little sister is adorable after all," he replied, a teasing affection in his tone. "I couldn’t help myself."
The compliment hit its mark immediately. Alexia’s cheeks flushed a bright, burning crimson, spreading all the way down to her red, heated ears.
Overcome with sudden shyness, she hid her face away, burying it deep into the crook of his neck while wrapping her arms tightly around his torso in a fierce, affectionate hug.
Before Arthur could fully settle back, he felt a sharp, playful pinch on his cheek. He turned to find Rebecca pouting, her cheeks puffed up in an adorable, exaggerated display of jealousy.
"Not fair," Rebecca grumbled, crossing her arms before poking his chest. "Kiss me too."
Arthur chuckled, happily obliging her demand. He leaned forward, closing the small distance to taste her soft, gloss-coated lips.
She tasted sweet, flavored by the fruit-infused lip gloss she had been wearing.
The moment their lips met, any pretense of a casual sibling peck vanished.
Rebecca’s arms immediately wrapped around the back of his neck, pulling him closer as she shifted her weight and climbed right up into his lap, straddling his legs.
She kissed him with a deep, consuming passion, using her tongue and kissing him with the fierce intensity of a devoted lover rather than a sibling—though as the old joke went, boundaries like that didn’t seem to apply in places like sweet home Alabama.
Rebecca finally pulled back, her chest heaving slightly as she caught her breath, a flushed, satisfied flush dusting her cheeks from the intense lip-biting kiss.
Before Arthur even had a single second to recover, Alexia eagerly pulled him right back down, locking her lips onto his in the exact same deep, passionate manner.
What followed was a dizzying blur of affection as the three of them traded breathless kisses.
There was no hesitation or awkwardness between the loving siblings, their lips locked in a continuous loop of sucking and sharing warmth.
At one point, both sisters even leaned in together, sandwiching him between them and pressing their lips against his at the very same time, sharing a chaotic, heated multi-way kiss for a few lingering seconds before pulling back with soft, breathless giggles.
The breathless kissing marathon finally came to an end when their mother walked out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on a towel.
With a fond, helpless smile, she looked over at the couch and shook her head.
"Alright, you two, dinner is ready," she called out gently. "Leave your brother alone before you smother him to death with kisses."
Both sisters giggled softly at their mother’s teasing. They reluctantly stood up from his lap.
Arthur stood up from the couch alongside his sisters, following their mother into the brightly lit dining room.
True to his earlier command, their mother was dressed in nothing more than a loose white button-down shirt.
Every single button was left wide open, completely exposing her large, heavy breasts that swayed with every step.
Below the waist, she was entirely bare, going completely commando without a pair of panties in sight.
As she turned around to guide him to his seat, he stepped closer, catching her by the waist and pulling her flush against him.
"Good evening, Mom," Arthur murmured with a warm, approving smile, leaning down to capture her lips.
She let out a soft, pleased gasp before melting into the kiss, parting her lips willingly and letting his tongue trace hers in a slow, affectionate greeting.
It was sweet and intimate, full of the total devotion she held for him.
When they finally broke apart, a thin silver thread of saliva stretched between them before snapping, and she looked up at him with flushed cheeks and adoring eyes.
"Welcome home, sweetie. I made your favorite for dinner tonight," she murmured softly, catching her breath.
She gently took his hand like a loving mother guiding her son, giving it a warm squeeze as she tugged him toward the dining table where the warm food was already waiting.
The dining table was crowded with rich, steaming plates of his absolute favorite dishes, filling the room with an irresistible aroma.
At the center sat a large platter of tender, slow-cooked butter chicken, its glossy tomato and cream sauce shimmering under the warm lights, accompanied by a stack of freshly baked, buttery garlic naan.
Beside it rested a fragrant bowl of basmati rice spiced with cloves and saffron.
A crisp side salad of cucumbers and onions added a fresh crunch, perfectly balancing the decadent, savory spices waiting to be devoured.
After finishing dinner, Arthur headed straight to his bedroom and slipped under the covers.
A little while later, his mother slipped into the room and joined him in bed.
They didn’t engage in anything overly lewd, choosing instead to simply lie completely bare, their naked bodies pressed tightly against each other from chest to toe.
Arthur’s semi-flaccid cock rested comfortably right between her thick, plump thighs, while his face was buried deep in the soft, warm pillows of her generous breasts.
Their arms were wrapped securely around one another—her gentle hand stroking his hair with doting affection, and his hands firmly cupping and squeezing her soft ass cheeks.
As the quiet night settled over the room, his mother shifted slightly, tilting his chin upward.
"Looking this comfortable already?" she whispered softly with a fond smile.
Arthur murmured a sleepy response, and she leaned down, capturing his lips in a tender, lingering kiss.
It was sweet and slow, carrying all the warmth and devotion of a mother holding her son, while still laced with the intimate bond they shared.
He kissed her back lazily, their lips parting with a soft pop as she pulled away with a satisfied hum.
"Get some rest, my sweet boy," she whispered against his lips.
Without knowing exactly when it happened, the soothing friction, her gentle heartbeat, and the comforting embrace pulled him under, and Arthur drifted off into a deep, peaceful sleep right in his mother’s arms.
[Amelia]
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