Figlet's Education
A lemon by Silvergunner for Frazzlebot

As he laid alone on his bed, Figlet knew that he was in serious trouble with his mother. He had acted inappropriately that day, and knew that punishment was coming for his actions. It wasn't a matter of if, but when. He had never done so many bad things in the space of a few hours than he had today.
Sighing, he squirmed around into a more comfortable position. At least if he was to die that evening, he wouldn't have suffered self-inflicted neck and back pains during the torture. In his mind circled all sorts of ideas of what could happen to him. Smacked on the bottom like his father did when he was still around, given no dessert for a week when he stayed at his aunt last, and grounded by his mother in his room for a few hours last year. That had ended in an embarrassing situation as well, and he wished such a thing wouldn't happen again.
If only his best friend Derek hadn't convinced him it was a good idea to do those things that had got him into trouble. Being an only child, Figlet had bonded with Derek at the beginning of Elementary school. They were almost inseparable, with Derek been the adventurous one and Figlet been the sensible one. They visited each other on weekends, and were guests of honour at each others' birthday parties. Now they were both 12, and were in Middle School together. Derek had learned a lot from other boys, and was enthusiastic about he and Figlet trying them out together.
But now their experiments had led to the doom about to come upon him at any given moment.
Just then, the door opened and a large figure appeared in the doorway. Slightly short and slightly tubby, with curves of feminine beauty. Figlet looked up and froze. As the figure walked into the light, her face was revealed. It was his mother Lydia. And he knew the time of judgement had come.
She walked over towards him and sat down on his bed next to him. Figlet noticed she was in her red lacy dressing gown this evening, and had to admit that she looked beautiful in it. It fit her curvy and mature body, yet with a little of her youth still shining through her. He shivered a little, wearing only briefs himself.
"Well Figlet, we have to talk" his mother said sternly. Figlet noticed her soft voice was straining to sound intimidating.
Despite this, Figlet was frozen in fear. He could do nothing but nod with a worried look on his face.
Lydia paused for a moment and shocked Figlet by smiling. "I see you are growing up fast..." she said. "...Judging by what you did today" she added, moving closer while glancing at his crotch.
"Mom, I..." began Figlet, racking his brain for a viable explanation for his actions and coming up blank.
"Why were you in the bathroom with me?" she asked him. Figlet's mind flashed back to earlier that day. He had sneaked into the bathroom while his mother showered as he wanted to see her body. He stood there, obscured by a curtain as he watched his mother rinse her wide hips and voluptuous breasts. However, he had leaned against the curtain and alerted Lydia to his presence. By the time she had pulled the curtain aside, her son had managed to escape from the bathroom quickly. She saw his erection through his briefs as he escaped.
"I... had to use the bathroom quick..." Figlet blurted out.
"Then why didn't you flush?" she asked of him. Figlet couldn't think of an answer, and stayed quiet. "Tell me the truth" she demanded.
Figlet sighed and blushed. "I wanted to see you... how beautiful you were underneath those wraps..." he stuttered. He looked up and admitted "You're beautiful mom... I couldn't resist"
Lydia smiled. "Its not nice to spy on girls" she said. "However..." she started and moved closer. "Would you like to see some more?"
Figlet was startled. His mother, showing him her most personal assets? In his mind came conflicting thoughts - one side claimed he shouldn't be so horrible and should say no in the name of morality, while the other, driven by lust, told him to go for it.
Figlet decided that morality was pointless and nodded.
Lydia grinned and shook her shoulders. Off fell her night gown, and Figlet's eyes widened. She wore nothing underneath, and her whole body was on show. She stood up so she was completely on view. Figlet's eyes glazed over her beautiful face, her large mother-like breasts, her slightly tubby stomach, and then her wide hips and the space between her legs. Like Derek had told him, females did not have a penis like boys did, but a 'slit' for some use of another. Figlet wasn't sure what Derek meant exactly when they talked about it.
The sight of her was too much for Figlet. He felt a warm sensation between his legs as his underwear inflated and slid down, as his penis came into view. He blushed as he realised the hormones racing through him had made him grow a 'stiffy' as Derek said.
Lydia giggled. "I can tell you like me" she smiled. Figlet nodded. She looked down at his erection and smiled. "Now, tell me why you were touching that thing earlier"
Figlet remembered how his mother had walked into his room while he was stroking his enlarged cock. Derek had said it felt good, and it certainly did. However it felt better than usual as he had thoughts of his naked mother at the time. She had let out a cry of shock when she saw him rubbing his member vigorously. It was bad, but felt so damn good...
"I... was..." Figlet stuttered looking for another excuse. Realising that the truth was better than lies, he said  "...making myself feel good."
To his shock, his mother wasn't angry but giggled. "You certainly know how to have fun like a big boy" she smiled and moved closer. "And I do mean big" she added, noting the length. It was bigger than many other men she had seen before, even those who were fully grown. "You say you feel nice when you stroke it?"
Figlet nodded. "Derek told me how to do it" he blurted out. "I shouldn't have listened to him" he murmured.
"Don't be silly Figlet" his mother giggled. "All boys stroke their cocks to gain pleasure - its called masturbation." She then asked "Would you like to feel nice now?"
Figlet, unsure what she had planned, could do nothing but nod. His lustful side had taken over him, and now wanted to see how far this would go.
He gasped as he felt his mother's hand grasp his cock lightly. She began to jerk her hand up and down, the outer skin of his cock sliding up and down with her hand motions. Figlet felt the familiar feeling of pleasure as her motions grew greater and greater. Lydia smiled as her son began to jolt from the stimulation like all males she had jerked off had done. Suddenly, a strange feeling overcame him. He felt his body and soul shudder as he underwent his first orgasm. He gasped in shock as the feeling flowed through him, and his cock splurted his cum out all over his stomach.
Lydia smiled. "You've never had an orgasm before?". Figlet shook his head. "Well, now you know why boys like to Masturbate like that" she giggled. She then added "You know girls like to masturbate as well?"
"But how do they if they don't have what boys have?" Figlet asked, motioning towards his still-erect member.
"Girls have what's called a Vagina, Figlet" his mother said. She got up and pulled the slit between her legs apart. Figlet gazed at the revealed pink area that was her vulva. "The hole here is the vagina" she said, motioning towards the bigger entrance in the lower half of her exposed womanhood. "What we do is rub it" she said, winking suggestively.
She moved closer to Figlet, then took his hand and placed it against her crotch. Figlet could feel the warmth coming from it, and by instinct moved his hand against her vulva. He could feel her moist exposed flesh as he stroked his fingers against it. Lydia started to moan as she felt the stimulation her own son was giving her. Figlet smiled as he then pushed his fore finger into her large hole and wiggled it around.
Lydia gasped, the feeling sparking through her as she felt her groin area start to heat up. She wasn't as sensitive as this... was the idea of her own son doing naughty things to her such a huge turn-on for her? It was too late to consider as she felt Figlet's middle finger bump against her clitoris. She squealed as her orgasm hit, her body and soul filled with pleasure. Her vagina squeezed around her son's finger and splurted out her cum over his hand.
As Lydia slowly recovered, Figlet withdrew his hand and looked at his mother's fluids splattered over it. It smelt nice, and he by instinct tasted it. It was delicious - so much, he licked his whole hand clean of it. Lydia felt another gasp as Figlet covered his hand with her cum again to lick it off, almost addicted to its exquisite taste.
His mother smiled. "I think that's enough for today" she said, and began to stand up.
"Wait Mom" Figlet said. He looked up at her. "Derek said something else i'm unsure about" he said.
"And what was that?" his mother asked nicely.
"He says... boys put their thingies inside girls somehow..." he stuttered. "Is it related to..."
Lydia smiled. "You're on the right track Figlet" she replied. "What you're thinking of is Sexual Intercourse, where a man puts his penis into a woman's vagina, and moves it around to stimulate them both" she explained. "When you get a girlfriend in the future, you may do that" she added.
"Mom..." started Figlet. "Could you... show me how it works?" he asked, his lustful and curious side overcoming him.
Lydia was shocked. Her own son asking if he could fuck her? What had gone on was excusable, but this was full-blown incest. Every moral and society would persecute such a despicable act. However, after the mind-blowing orgasm her son had given her, she questioned her adherence to morality. Should she stay safe, or risk it all? She knew Figlet had already given into lust, but surely she couldn't do the same...
She smiled wickedly. "Of course my dear Figlet" she replied. Morality didn't matter to her anymore.
She motioned for Figlet to get up, and he did. As she laid down on the bed he pulled his underwear off completely, leaving him stark naked just like his mother. She widened her legs and smiled at him. He moved on top of her and got close so that his erect penis was brushing against her tummy. "Please, enter me" his mother said softly. Figlet nodded, positioned his cock towards the place he came from, and pushed in.
The two of them gasped - Lydia from the penetration of her still-tight vagina and Figlet from the tightness surrounding his manhood. He began to push in slowly until he was about halfway. His mother motioned for him to stop. "Now pull out slightly and push in again repeatably" she smiled. "Until we reach orgasm, of course" she winked.
Figlet didn't need to have this explained to him twice. He obeyed her instructions, pulling out slightly then pushing back in. Lydia's body began to rock with every motion he made as his huge cock went deeper and deeper into his mother. She began to moan as her son sped up, as his lust for the incredibly feeling drove him harder and faster. He had never felt anything as wonderful in his whole life as this experience, and wished it could last forever.
His inexperienced technique made Lydia think back to her first time with his father, Jack. Despite his been a virgin and her already had several boyfriends, that had been one of the greatest sexual sessions she had experienced. His energy and size was overwhelming, and his warm feelings towards her had made it even better. She had even let Jack fuck her on unsafe days for her, as the thrill of unprotected sex was far too much for her.
The two of them were shocked yet so happy when she had gotten pregnant, and their sex life increased. Even after their son Figlet was born, they stayed together. Lydia had not lived with another man for more than six months after Jack had to leave for reasons he did not explain.
But she was left with a wonderful son who inherited his father's handsome looks, his good manners, and his tremendous member. And now it was just like back then, with Jack losing his virginity in a mind-blowing sex session for both of them.
Lydia gasped as she felt her son's cock go deeper into her than any other penis she had ever taken. It was stretching her vagina to the absolute maximum, pushing around her insides. More and more Figlet pushed in until she felt the tip of his cock bumping against her cervix. She let out a gasp as she felt his member push through it and extend into her womb, every thrust making her belly bulge outwards.
However, Figlet was reaching his limit, and he feeling of pushing through her cervix was enough to drive him over the edge. Roaring, he felt an orgasm so powerful that it made him feel faint. Everything became a blur as the incredible pleasure surged through his body, the energy warm and pure. Inside his mother however, his cock was pumping his hot seed directly into her womb, flooding her insides.
Lydia was feeling incredible pleasure from the extreme stretching but had still not experienced her orgasm yet. However, her son's titanic climax drove her wild. As he filled her up with his seed, she pulled him closer to her so his public area rubbed against her swollen clitoris.
This was far too much for her, and she screamed as her orgasm hit. Her body pulsed with the beautiful energy flowing through her, filling her soul with pure pleasure. Her vagina tightened around her son's penis, coating it with her fluids and squeezing the last of his cum out into her.
Figlet fell on top of his mother and they laid there for several moments gasping for breath in their afterglow, while still connected. Eventually Lydia gained the energy to lean upwards and kiss Figlet on the lips. Figlet returned the kiss, this time injecting his tongue into his mother's mouth.
Their kiss broke and slowly Figlet began to pull out of his mother's pussy. As his still-erect member moved through her, it rubbed against the underside of her bladder. Lydia squeaked as she felt a little urine leak out of her. Figlet looked on in wonder as he saw the hole above the one he was in leaking.
"Mom, is that pee coming out of your other hole?" he asked with innocent curiosity.
Lydia smiled. "Yes, it is" she replied. "Girls pee out of that small hole - our urethra." She giggled. "I'm guessing you've never seen a girl using the toilet before?" she asked.
Figlet shook his head. "No, girls aren't allowed in the boy's bathroom at school" he replied.
Lydia grew a sly grin. "Well, let me show you how we girls do it" she said. She spread her vulva wide and tried relax her pelvic muscles. Drops of urine leaked out onto Figlet's cock. She was nervous peeing in front of someone else, but at the same time the idea of covering her son in her water was arousing. The feeling of lust returning to her, she let all embarrassment be rendered obsolete and forced her muscles to relax.
A strong stream of her pee sprayed out of her urethra and splashed onto her son's tummy. He squeaked, but stayed close to her. Lydia saw to her surprise that Figlet was smiling as she covered him in her yellow rain. She moved her fingers so the stream was orientated upwards and splashed against her son's chest. She felt her son's cock begin to harden again, and it excited her. Just like his father, he seemed to have a kink for watersports. However, these thoughts dwindled as she ceased pissing away her discomfort, leaving her son covered in her pee.
Lydia looked up and saw Figlet smiling. "You liked that?" she asked him.
Figlet nodded. Then he grimaced and said "But it made me feel like I need to go as well".
His mother smiled. "Well, I went on you so why not go on me?" she asked him. Figlet grinned at this and nodded. He pulled out his cock and it came free of his mother's drenched pussy with a small slurping noise, and out leaked of her mother's now open hole gushed a mixture of both of their fluids, staining his bed along with her pee. He aimed his soaked, erect cock at his mother and let go of his discomfort.
As his steaming hot pee splashed against her breasts, Lydia moaned, turned on by it all. She thought back to the last time she had grounded Figlet. He hadn't used the toilet since she caught him drinking wine with his friends. Locked in his room, he had to find somewhere to empty his bladder. Lydia had unlocked the door and walked into his room to find him peeing into a waste paper basket. They noticed each other and stayed quiet until the last of Figlet's pee had ejected from his system. She had told him that he wouldn't be grounded again, and left quickly. She was a little annoyed at her son using his own property as a toilet, but at the same time a bit turned on by it.
It was why Lydia had the habit of unlocking the bathroom door and bursting into Figlet's room randomly. She wanted to see more of her son's youthful cock. And tonight she had not just seen it but felt it both inside and outside of her.
And now it was spraying pee all over her, hitting her face now. As Figlet emptied his bladder on her, she opened her mouth to catch a taste of his fluids. She moved a hand down to her pussy and started fingering it, turned on by her son's actions. As the last of his golden rain splashed on her face, she experienced another orgasm, screaming as the energy surged through her once again. She came to, seeing her son smiling above her before he kissed her again.
"Thank you so much for the lessons, Mom" Figlet smiled at his mother. "I love you so much" he added, blushing.
"I love you too Figlet" replied Lydia, sighing as she laid back. Figlet moved up next to her, and they hugged each other and fell asleep on the bed.
They were covered in each other's juices, and filled with each other's love for each other. They laid there naked, Mother and Son bonded together not just maternally but sexually. She was proud to have such a sexually active son, and he was so happy to have such a kind, willing Mother.
They both agreed. Depravity was the seed of happiness, unlike the harshness of Morality.
- The End -