Mom Son First Time Novels & Stories

"What about... um... you know... what else did you do?" "You mean oral sex? Did we go down on each other?" Mom asks teasingly. Lauren nods in response. "Yes, we did that and we still do occasionally when we're at the cabin. That first time was so tentative and so sensual, both of us feeling our way and apprehensive about how far the other was willing to go. Again, I went first, kissing my way down Julie's body and experiencing my first close up view of a woman's vagina," Mom laughs.

She couldn't bear to wake her. Upon seeing Lizzy arrive alone, Alex Ye lifted his gaze to her. Catching the look Alex shot her way, Lizzy blinked innocently. After a brief silence, Alex inquired, "Lizzy, where's your mommy?" Lizzy exhaled deeply, answering with a sage tone, "Mommy's been working too hard on her articles! She needs some more sleep." Alex replied, "But if Mommy skips breakfast, she might get so hungry she'll feel faint."

Her hand moved over to do the same. "You cum a lot." "Yeah, it's not like I try, it just happens. It's worse when I'm really horny." "Like watching other parents fuck their kid?" I pinched her nipple. She squealed quietly. "I've never seen other people having sex, for real and then for my first time I watch a mother and son. If dad hadn't been in me, I would have blasted the wall." "I'd like to see that," Jan replied as her fingers trailed down my belly.

Slowly opening my legs apart, I again reached for his cock and took him in my hand. For sometime he did nothing, but just stared intently at my cunt, clearly on display to him. Then without saying a word, Mike began to rub on my wet pussy, as I worked my hand over his big, young cock. I felt a huge rush of excitement as my son's fingers touched my pussy for the first time. I felt my muscles tighten and my clit tingle as he moved his hand around. "Oh yes Mike, play with Mommy's wet pussy baby" I said in a deep throaty voice.

She needed to inform our relatives and close friends. I shook my head. My family was crazy. Mom's clearing her throat caught my attention. The look in her eyes didn't make me that comfortable. "So, speaking of babies, now that you guys are staying together…" She trailed off. "You know, I never got to do the 'talk' with you as this is the first time you ever got involved with a boy." Oh God! Please tell me she isn't going to do that 'talk' with me right now. "Mom..."

Relatives kept praising her for raising a daughter who studied overseas. Nobody mentioned I was the one paying for it. When I was three months pregnant, Mom stayed at the Brighton estate for a week. Those seven days were a nightmare. One time, Bruce poured me a glass of water, and Mom immediately sneered. "Look at you. You're pregnant, not disabled. Acting like a princess already? You can't even pour your own water?" After meals, I cleaned the dishes while she sat nearby eating snacks. "Wow. Now you know how to work hard? Where was this before?"

She felt like a failure as a mother. Sebastian nodded. "I'll take you there." Right now, she needed her son's company more than anything. After dinner, Sebastian drove Lisbeth to the hospital himself. They found Dennis lying bored in his hospital bed. The child was still weak and could do little more than rest. Seeing his mother, his face lit up. "Mommy." Lisbeth gently stroked Dennis's small face. "Mommy's here to see you. I'm staying with you tonight." At three years old, Dennis didn't understand much about the world. But he understood this. "Yay, Mommy stays."

Mom froze, unable to say a word. Her mind went completely blank, leaving only the officer's question repeating itself over and over. Why did she even have a child? After giving birth, she had moved to the city to open a breakfast joint, waking before sunrise and working long hours until her hands were raw with calluses. All she had wanted was to bring me to the city, enroll me in the best school, and dress me in beautiful clothes. Over time, she earned enough and bought a house. As her life improved, she only grew busier than ever.

Aurelia Nightbane gripped her phone tighter, staring at the screen as her mother's voice echoed in her ear. 'Mom, what do you mean your boyfriend will pick me up?' she asked, her voice laced with disbelief. The line crackled slightly, but Selene's tone was firm, unyielding as always.

Somber music and monotonous decorations filled the funeral hall. A large memorial display stood at the entrance, with my and Dad's names written on it. When Mom saw it, the last trace of her composure crumbled. She fell to her knees and crawled to the front. Before she could even step inside the hall, Larry lifted his foot and punted her away. "Scram, you piece of trash! A monster like you doesn't deserve to show up here! We don't want your wickedness here!"