EROTIC ARTHUR CHAPTER BOOKS
#1:ARTHUR AND FRANCINE

It was a hot day in Elwood City, one of the hotest of the year. The gang had spent the last few hours at the local pool but it had gotten so crowded that you could barely move which made it less appealing to stay. Besides, Francine had to get home in time to go shopping with her parents and sister Catherine. 

Arthur and Francine rode their bikes under the oppressive sun. The fact that they were still wearing their swimsuits did little to cool them down. By the time they got to Francine's apartment building they were practically overheating.

"Well, have fun shopping" Arthur said. "See you tomorrow". He sighed heavily as he got back on his bike, not looking forward to the rest of the ride. 

"Hey, c'mon in and have a drink" Francine suggested. "Cool off a bit before you go. We won't be leaving for a few minutes anyway."

Arthur took no convincing. "Thanks!" he said, relieved to have the chance to get out of the heat, even for a few minutes.

They took the elevator up to the floor where the Frenskys lived. As Francine opened the door, she noticed that the lights were off, and the place was quiet. A note was sitting on the table by the door. Francine picked it up and read it. 

"Dang!", she exclaimed. "They couldn't wait any longer and had to go without me." She continued reading. "They'll be back at 5" she told Arthur. She looked at the clock on the wall. 3:30.

Arthur stood in the hallway, just glad to be in an air-conditioned room. He moved over near a vent and let the air blow on his bare chest and back. "I'll just stand here a while if that's O-K" he said. 

"Well you might as well" Francine said glumly. "Now I'm stuck here by myself till 5."

"I don't HAVE to go now" Arthur said. "I'd rather wait until it cools off some outside anyway."

"O-K, Want a soda?" she asked, starting towards the refrigerator.

"Oh yeah" said Arthur. "I think I need a couple." He followed her to the kitchen and grabbed the cold can she offered him. 

"I've got some Crazy-Straws in my room" said Francine, walking down the hall to the room she shared with her sister. Arthur followed her and sat down on the floor in her room. "Here" she said, handing him one of the straws. 

Athur popped open his soda and stuck the straw in. Before drinking, he put the cold can to his forehead. Francine flopped down on her bed and began to drink from hers.

"Ahhhh" exclaimed Arthur after taking a long pull from the can. "That hits the spot!". The air-conditioning had helped on the outside, and the cold liquid was quickly cooling the 2 kids down on the inside. Francine lay on her side on her bed, while Arthur sat Indian style on the floor drinking.

The telltale straw gurgle soon announced that the cans were empty. Arthur lay back on the floor feeling the cool air circulating, finally feeling comfortable after the scorcher outside. 

After a few minutes Francine sat up on the bed. "Well I've cooled off now so I'm going to change out of my swimsuit" she said and looked down at Arthur, the hint fairly plain or so she thought. 

Arthur looked up. "Oh yeah?" he asked, too comfortable to want to move. 

"Yeah!" Francine said. "So....." she said, still trying to make him get the point. Arthur just laid his head back on the carpet and crossed his arms. 

Francine was getting tired of playing this game, so thought of a better approach. She kicked him in the leg, which made him sit up. "Come on, Arthur, seriously. Go wait out in the living room" she told him.

Arthur got rose to his feet. Francine got up as if to see him out, but he just stood there. "Arthur!" she said, annoyance in her voice. "I wanna get changed. You got to get out!". 

He took a step towards the door and stopped. "Arthur......" Francine said.

"Can I stay?" he asked almost whispering, still facing the door. 

"What?" Francine said, slightly incrdulously.

Arthur turned and faced her. "Can I- you know- stay?" he asked again, this time a little more nervous. 

Francine stared back at him, not quite sure how to react right away. Arthur was her best friend in the world, and they shared everything, every secret, every detail, of each others lives. Now here he was basically asking her to reveal her last secret to him. She though about that for a few seconds. "Sure" she said.

Arthur smiled, but not the smile of a horny boy about to see his first naked girl. It was the smile of one good friend to another. 

Francine hooked her thumbs in the shoulder straps of her swimsuit. She was about to pull them free when she stopped, a thought entering her mind. "You first!" she said and sat down on the edge of her bed, arms crossed.

"What?" Arthur exclaimed, his hands defensively going to the waistband of his trunks. 

"You first", Francine repeated. "It's only fair."

"No you first!" said Arthur, still not sure about this latest twist. "I asked first remember?"

"My house, my rules" she said. "If you wanna see me you have to go first!"

Now it was Arthur's turn to think twice. He was very bashful in this area and had not let anyone see him nude since he was D.W.'s age. But here he was asking to see Francine, so it was only fair. 

"Last chance" Francine said. "Then you gotta get out while I change!". 

Slowly, Arthur's hands moved from the defensive position in front of his trunks to the sides. Francine leaned forward on her bed. Arthur made up his mind. 

He hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his swimsuit and slowly began to push them towards the floor. Francine watched as his trunks moved down, first uncovering Arthur's hairless pubic region then the shaft of his young penis started to appear. 

Arthur stopped briefly for a moment his penis half-uncovered from his trunks. Then throwing caution to the wind he dropped them the rest of the way to the floor in one fluid motion. He stepped out of them and stood before Francine, hands at his side as she stared towards his crotch. 

Francine had never seen a naked boy before, not live anyway. She had seen pictures so she knew what to expect, and had seen relatives babies of course, but this was different. Here was her best friend standing naked in front of him. She was seeing him in a way she never had before, and strangely she was looking at him differently now. 

She followed the gentle curve of his waistline now unencumbered by the clothing she had always seen him wear. She admired his young 8-year-old penis, the little mushroom shaped head, the inch-long soft fleshy shaft, the smoothness with which it melded into his body, the tight little bag hanging beneath it. Francine was no expert on the male genitalia but in her mind she pronounced Arthur's as "Perfect".

She moved off the bed to kneel a few feet in front of him. He reflexively took a step back. "Can I........?" she began to ask but couldn't think of how to end the question. Fortunately for her Arthur got the message. He simply nodded. Francine moved closer. This time Arthur did not pull away. Francine reached up and gently took the shaft between thumb and forefinger. 

To Arthur it seemed like an electrick shock surged though his young body as Francine touched his most private area. Nobody had ever touched him there like this. He gasped as Francine gently explored him, squeezing and flopping the flaccid shaft and the tip, cupping his balls, and just generally running her fingers over the whole area. 

It didn't take long before Arthur felt the familiar feeling of his erection beginning. He had explored himself in the bath enough to know that feeling, even if he never did anything more serious than that. Francine's hands stopped moving for a few seconds as she noticed the same thing. 

"It's getting bigger" she said, resuming her exploration of her friend.

"Mmm hmm" Arthur could only say in response. Soon he was completely erect, and Francine's attention was now centered on this new novelty. She poked at it, seemingly amused at how it bounced around to her touch, and squeezed it noting how much harder it was than before. 

While Arthur was indeed fully erect, he was after all only 8-years-old. His little penis was still only about 3 inches long and slender like an adult's pinky finger.

Arthur enjoyed Francine's touch for a little longer then turned his attention to the reason he was standing here naked in the first place. "O-K, your turn!"

Francine nodded and let go of Arthur's shaft. She stood up and once agin hooked her thumbs into the shoulder straps of her swimsuit. She pulled them off of her shoulders and lowered the front of her swimsuit to her waist. 

Arthur watched as Francine uncovered her chest. Her nipples stood up slightly in the cold but her chest was flat otherwise. Even though her chest looked just like a boys at this point, Arthur nevertheless stared at it wide-eyed, his little cock still standing at attention.

Just as Arthur had done, Francine paused as she began to slide her suit down past her hips. Then as Arthur had done, she dropped her suit to the floor in one motion, stepped out of them and stood naked in front of him.

Arthur had seen D.W. naked many times, even recently, so a naked girl was nothing really new. But THIS naked girl was. This was his friend, his confidant, his...... soulmate? He had heard the word on TV recently, and right now it seemed to fit the way he felt about Francine. 

He admired her naked figure as she stood there. His eyes followed the curve of her waist and hips, the smooth hairless pubic area, and the little slit at the apex of her legs. His eyes lingered there. 

"You wanna.......?" Francine asked, again not really sure how to phrase it. Arthur nodded and dropped to one knee in front of her. Slowly he brought one hand up and placed it on her vulva.

Francine shuddered at the strange foreign touch. Arthur ran his hands gently over the mound of her privates and up and down the slit, without parting the lips. "You can go in a little if you want" she said, after a minute of this. Arthur stopped and looked up at her. "It's O-K" she reassured him. 

Arthur's finger gently caressed Francine's little slit for a few seconds more then he slowly poked the tip of his finger into the bottom of her vagina. 

Francine gasped deeply and put her head back slightly. Arthur, still getting used to the wetness and the warmth, made little circles with his fingertip, never going in too deeply. With his other hand, he reached up and parted the lips of Francine's pussy, and looked within. He couldn't really make heads or tails of what he saw, it was all wet and pink, holes here, bumps there. Still, he ran his fingers up the wetness until he hit the little bump at the top. 

"Unnnngggghhhh!" Francine grunted loudly. Arthur stopped what he was doing abruptly. 

"Did that hurt?" he asked, concerned. 

"No" she replied, "it felt sooooooo good. Do it again". Francine had touched herself there before, but it felt somehow much better to have the young aardvark do it. 

Arthur was happy to oblige. He again put his fingertip into the bottom of Francine's slit, and ran his finger up towards the top. This brought another moan of delight from Francine but this time her knees wobbled. 

"Maybe you should lay down while I do this, so you don't fall" Arthur suggested helpfully. 

"O-K" said Francine, and proceeded to lie on the bed. Arthur, still sporting his erection which had not let up, pushed her legs open and sat between them on the bed where he could get clear access with his fingers. 

Arthur began to explore Francine's femininity at length now, rubbing and poking with his fingers. He gave special attention to the little bump which always brought forth a pleasurable moan from his friend. He rubbed the meaty inner lips up and down, poking his finger ever so slightly into the hole there. 

Francine was by now breathing hard, and was gasping and moaning as his fingers did their work. As Arthur continued his work, he noticed that his penis was leaking little drops of fluid from the tip, the same kind of fluids that seemed to be wetting Francine's pussy. 

Remembering how good it felt when Francine touched him, Arthur decided to kill 2 birds with one stone. He was already in a sitting position between her legs, and his penis was already close to her slit. He stopped rubbing her with his finger and began to rub her vagina with the head of his cock.

"Are you rubbing with your thing?" Francine asked.

"Yes" Arthur replied, the pleasure once again coursing through his young body. It seemed a natural fit: his penis rock-hard, sliding up and down Francine's slit, the tip rubbing her clitty and the inner lips of her pussy. It felt good to him, and made her moan, so he kept at it, and got a rhythm going. 

Then it happened. As he was sliding back down, his little tip was poised at the entrance to her vagina. As he began the upward slide, rather than sliding up towards the clit, his cock started into the hole. The feeling of her pussy lips on the head of his young cock felt better than anyhting he had done so far. He kept pushing and felt his penis sinking deeper into Francine. 

Francine felt this new invasion, and put her head back and groaned through gritted teeth as Arthur slid inwards. Then the stab of pain hit her. "Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!" she said, and back-handed Arthur in the side of his head. "Be careful!"

"Sorry!", the young aardvark said, stopping his forward motion briefly. "You O-K?" he asked, his penis an inch into her body.

"Yeah" she said after catching her breath. Arthur resumed the push inwards until he couldn't go any farther. He was now leaning over Francine with his hands on either side of her, her legs spread open with him kneeling between. Their hairless pubic mounds were touching, and Arthur's balls rested against Francine's buns.

"That felt really good" Arthur panted.

"Yeah" Francine said. "Do it again." 

Arthur was happy to oblige. He slid his penis all the way out of her, and lined it up at her opening again. Repeating the happy accident, he slid the tip into her love canal, and pushed his hips forward slowly to drive the rest of his length in.

Now he had the pattern down. In one fluid, but still slow, motion, he slid back out of her, then all the way back in. There was no thrusting at this point, he simply slid out, then back in.

"Oh God that feels great" Arthur said, and repeated the pattern again, not pulling out quite as far this time before plunging back in. 

Francine said nothing, she just nodded. Her lips were pursed tighly and she was grunting and moaning each time Arthur slid his little cock into her. Then she said, "Go a little faster."

Arthur picked upthe pace a bit, which neccessitated that he not pull out nearly as far as he had been. This finally resulted in the magic rhythm, in-out-in-out, and his inward slides were starting to become quicker thrusts. The pleasure was overwhelming, but he found it hard to maintain his current posture propping himself in the air with his hands. He lay forward onto Francine's chest and continued his thrusting. 

Francine welcomed Arthur's closeness, their bare chests now pressed together. She wrapped her arms around her lover and caressed his back as he continued pumping into her. The feeling was exquisite. Her vagina felt so full with Arthur in there, and she could feel the heat of his member and the motion as it slid in and out. She began to caress his plump buttocks as the pleasure waves mounted inside her. 

Arthur was in heaven. The tight warm wetness of Francine squeezed and pulled at his penis. Every thrust brough a new level of exstasy to the aardvark like nothing he had ever felt anywhere. As he kept up the pace, he gazed at the beautiful naked body of his best friend beneath him, the look of absolute pleasure on her face, her thrusting back to meet his, and he felt like he never wanted to leave. This is where he belonged, where he was happy, where he was meant to be. 

The pleasure increased until Francine felt like she was going to explode. Arthur's pumping, her moaning, his breath on her chest, the feeling of her friend inside her, the smoothness of his back and the softness of his butt all combined into one unbelievable moment of exstasy. Every muscle tightened, her back arched, her toes pointed. She couldn't say or do anything but throw her head back and scream through gritted teeth as the orgasm tore through her small frame.

Arthur was close as well. When Francine's orgasm hit her, he felt the walls of her pussy squeezing and sucking at his penis. The pleasure became too much to control. He felt it beginning deep in his cock, and with a final hard, deep thrust, he threw his head back as his orgasm struck. 

"Uuuunnnnnnngggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh!" Arthur groaned as his cock spasmed, squirting little jets of clear semen deep into Francine. He had stopped pumping, and was now pushing into her as hard as he could while his cock continued to squirt. Finally spent, he collapsed on her, panting heavily.

Francine felt the squirts inside her as her orgasm faded, and she felt the liquid warmth spreading without really understanding what had just happened to them both. All she knew was it had felt great, and she had done it with the boy she.....loved? Time to figure that out later, she thought, and ran her fingers through Arthur's hair as he lay on top of her, trying to catch his breath.

A minute or so passed, and Arthur looked up, and into her eyes. He smiled, and she smiled back. His penis was still inside her, although nearly completely soft again. 

"That was great" she said softly to him. 

"Mmm hmm" Arthur replied with a smile. They lay there for a few more minutes, holding each other. "I think we had sex." Arthur finally said. Francine nodded. They both somehow knew what a big step they had just taken.

"Well, I guess we should get dressed" Francine said, not really wanting to break their intimate connection. But practicality demanded it. "No telling how soon my folks will be back".

"Right" said Arthur. He propped himself up on his elbows and let his flaccid penis slip out of Francine. It was wet and sticky with a combination of both of their juices. "I need to clean up a bit too" he said, and rose to his feet. "You too" he added with a mischevious smile and pointed to her pussy which was leaking similar fluids onto her bed. 

She just threw a pillow at him.