Mother And Son First Time Novels & Stories

Quentin then saw his Mom’s face burn, her ears turning red as well. She had even threw back a few words before she finally chose to eat the bread that was served to him by Dad. He tilted his head in curiosity with his Mom’s reactions. Was his Mom sick again? --------

However, the very next second, Elena clutched her stomach and leaned into his arms, saying she couldn't be triggered. Ian immediately instructed the security guards to drag us out. "Don't let them make a scene here." Those were the last words he said. It was raining cats and dogs when Mom and I were shoved out the hotel entrance. Mom was soaked to the bone, but she still refused to leave, her eyes completely locked onto the bright lights inside. Later on, I chased after Ian and refused to let go, clutching the corner of his coat and asking him why he had abandoned us. Losing his patience, he violently shoved me away.

“You’re right, Mom. I do need to take a long, hard look at myself. So do you.” My mother scoffed. “What exactly have I done wrong?” “Come on out, little brother.” The bodyguards stepped aside, allowing a man to walk forward. The moment my father saw him, his lips began to tremble. He could not say a word. “Dad, you recognize him, don’t you?” I asked with a smile. The man was perfectly at ease. He stepped right up and said, “Hi, Dad. Hello, madam.” So, when did I first discover that my father had an illegitimate son?

I was in bed sleeping like a log of wood after wetting my blue bed sheet with tears, I felt a warm hand on my shoulder and looked up to see my son's gentle, slate-blue eyes. He smiled and said,mom, everything will be okay, you still have me, we both have each other. He said, looking like a warrior who survived battle. thank you baby, I said. have you eaten anything yet,he replied like a baby,yeah, I ate some eggs and salad, I asked about Sarah, has she gone back home,he said, yeah she left early this morning.

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.

" The father and son duo sat on the sofa and Adrian kept talking... The man sudden voice shocked the little fellow... Adrian looked at him with his round blue eyes and blinked... After all, that was the first time that the man has talking to him... The last time, they were in the hospital. They just looked at each other quietly and didn't say anything... It was the first time RK had spoken to him. Adrian had nodded his round big head twice and said, "Yes." "Adrian! Where is your mother?"

Whether to have something playing in the background to ease the silence or let the silence do what it needed to do. In the end I did none of my planning. My father was in the kitchen when we came through the door and he heard us and came to the kitchen doorway and my mother looked up and they saw each other for the first time in twenty-five years. Nobody said anything. My mother's hand tightened on my arm. My father looked at her the way I had seen him look at the city from the cab window. Like someone returning to something they had been missing without fully admitting it. Then he said, "Connie."

I packed my car and got down and I walked into the place, “Son?” My mother's voice was the first thing I heard as I look through the direction of her voice and saw my mum making tee for my father and here she looked just like a happy housewife unlike the Luna that everybody knows, I think here is their escape from the outside world to remind themselves of who they are apart from what the world thinks of them

she responds, finally turning those cobalt eyes my way. "Hey Dad, look at that... it's the moon! Isn't it too early for the moon to be here?" I get chocked up immediately, frozen in time, locking away this memory for the rest of my life. The first time my son calls me Dad. I turn to Ivy to share the moment, but she doesn't look as shocked as me.

My mother's words nabbed my attention though and I looked into her eyes. She spoke softly, smiling, "Baby, that was so sweet of you to help me through that. Ahhh, but jesus was it intense. I never... never thought... ahh. Yeah, that was a first. The... the squirting. This--all of this, has been a first for me." "I know mom. Me too," I said.