Mom Son First Time Novels & Stories

The day Alexander and I marked each other. They’ve been watching me my whole life. The door opens. I smell them before I see them—eucalyptus and lemon from my dad, peppermint from my mom. And then I see them. They look just like the photos—no older than me now. My mom stops just inside the door, her hands covering her mouth. My dad looks like he’s been punched in the gut. And then— “My baby!” she sobs. I can’t even be mad about being called “baby” at 21. It’s the first time she’s ever said anything to me.

About danger that feels closer every day. I also think about tiny socks. About first cries. About holding my son for the first time. Both thoughts exist at the same time tangled together. When we get back to the house, I go straight to my room and sit on the bed, hands resting on my stomach. “I’m your mom,” I whisper, feeling ridiculous and serious all at once. “I don’t know how to do this yet, but I’m going to figure it out. I promise.” My time of hiding is ending. I can feel it.

Charmine replied whilst stroking his head. Chris started pulling on her hand firmly, dragging her so that she would sit next to him. He placed a breakfast set in front of Charmine and pleaded with a soft and endearing voice, “Mummy, please eat with me. Momo is five this year but has never eaten breakfast with my mommy. Momo wants to experience what it’s like to have a mom. Please, I’m asking you just this once.” The whole time Momo spoke, he continued to tug on Charmine’s hand, entreating her with a pair of round, sparkling eyes.

Billy leaned her forward, and then, sliding his dick underneath her tiny black skirt and slipping her panties to the side, he pushed his cock forward, inside of her. “Oh…” whispered Melissa. “Oh!” Billy felt her, so warm and wet, and so ready, and couldn’t believe it himself. He wasn’t really fucking his own mother… was he? He promised himself that it wasn’t the case, that it couldn’t be the case. And then he began to move. “Mom,” Billy whispered, as he pumped his dick inside her for the very first time. “I, I don’t know what’s happening.” “It’s okay, sweetie,” said Melissa. “Just… step back. This is all just an accident.”

Mom: "God, baby, STOP! I appreciate what you are doing, but I just want you to do me, and do me hard. I am so horny, so ready. Let's both make this a night to remember...enough with hammer time...now, it's baby time." I pulled all the way out of mom till only the end of my cock lightly grazed her wet pussy, then I slammed it home. Mom winced. I withdrew it all the way, and then brought it forward. As I continued to pile-drive into my gorgeous mother, I carefully started moving her towards the bedpost. Finally, I had her where I instinctively needed her for breeding, with her legs on my shoulders, her slender ankles bumping into my ears, her beautiful smooth mommy feet dangling in the air. My

Brad asked. “Your first time? Oh my god, honey, your first time — baby, your father wasn’t that good after eighteen years of trying.” Brad smiled and stretched his arms out, his cock, still half hard, wiggled in the air. Karen watched it, mesmerized, licking her lips. “It’s amazing,” Brad said, “Moms fuck just like other girls.” Karen smiled a knowing smile. “Honey, how do you think they became moms!”

The moment his mouth landed on my clit, It was as if fireworks erupted. My eyes rolled back in my head, my back arched, and I came hard on his face with a loud moan. “You liked that, did you?” he teased. A small giggle left him, and the hot air he released brushed against my skin. Still in recovery from my orgasm, I could only manage a “mhmm”. “Good girl”, he cooed. “You came for me like such a good girl. I want to see you do it again.”

“So you’re her.” “I’m Monica,” she continued. “The children’s mother.” She didn’t need to say more. I already felt it. “Charlene,” I replied. She smiled, but it never reached her eyes. “You look… simple.” I didn’t know whether to feel offended. I did anyway. The children drifted closer, stopping in the middle of the living room. No one ran to her. No one reached out. “Hi, babies,” Monica said warmly. “Did you miss me?”