Mother Son First Time Novels & Stories

"Alright... There came a point where we couldn't wait anymore; you and your mother were already suffering too much, and that's when a person who was bad decided to help us. We managed to take you and Mom to the hospital, but you were almost not breathing inside your mom's belly, and as soon as we entered the hospital, everyone came to help you both. At first, they didn't want to let me in with you, but then I almost made a scene, and they let me. The doctors started saying those strange things and connecting a bunch of devices; they said you couldn't be born in the conventional way. That scared me a lot." "What's the conventional way, Mom?" "A way used for a long time and by many people," I

says the doctor cleaning the little one. “Wonderful!” says Mrs. Evaniff clapping her hands. “Mr. Serrano, see your son. It's time to do the first thing for him. Cut the cord.” says the doctor while a woman hands me a pair of scissors. They point out where I should cut and I do it with my trembling hands. Because although I have used the scissors before, I had not done it to cut something connected to my tiny son. “He's so small.” I whisper when the baby is delivered to me.

No fear, eventually the right words will come to me to let them know. He opened his mouth to speak but nothing was emitted due to the opening of the door. In her elegance, my tall beautiful mother entered sporting a baby pink dupioni Moroccan jacket pulled over a white tank top and white slacks, along with cone heels. Her shoulder-length black neatly comes together into a ponytail. After closing the door, her emerald green eyes bounced from father to son. “What did I miss?”

As Frank and I walked out of the courthouse, my baby's voice was brimming with uncontrollable excitement. "Yay! Mommy is finally free from the scumbag! From now on, you can focus on your career and just be yourself!" I stroked my belly and smiled contentedly. Beside me, Frank let out a cold snort. "Zoey, I hope you won't regret this in the future." Before I could respond, my baby immediately shot back, "Mommy won't regret it at all! You, on the other hand, may regret it later. No matter how desperately you come begging, Mommy won't take you back!"

Her palm rested on her stomach. Her mother was silent. She read emotion in her eyes. It's like her mom wants to ask but doesn't want to. SHe smiled before happily starting to tell the story. "My first-born, mom is a boy. he was very naughty, but I didn't have a lot of trouble. Then when I was in labor, I thought I was going to die from the disease, but I was able to handle it and I will have children again and it's a girl now, mom. I had an ultrasound the other day."

She followed my lead, and I could see her gaining strength with each breath. Then came the moment when the first baby was ready to make an entrance. "Casma, this is it! One more big push!" the doctor encouraged. I felt a surge of adrenaline as I watched her summon every ounce of strength. With a final, powerful cry, the first baby was born—a tiny, squirming bundle that let out a loud wail, filling the room with life. Tears streamed down Casma’s face as the nurse gently placed our son on her chest. "Welcome to the world, little one," I whispered, my voice thick with emotion. Casma looked at me, her eyes shining with joy and exhaustion. We had done it; we had brought our first child into the w

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.

The doctor's voice suddenly pulled her back to reality, and she looked up at him to see he had raised an eyebrow in confusion. " Yes? " " You are ... Crying " " Oh... I was ... " She quickly cleared her throat and then tried another smile. " I'm just so surprised and happy at the same time. It's just... Overwhelming " " I understand how you feel. Especially since this will be your first time as a mother " " Yes, doctor. Uhm... Thank you so much. I have to be on my way now " " Alright. Of course " After exchanging pleasantries, Julian picked up her bag and headed towards the exit. In the long, tidy hall of the hospital, she pulled out her cell phone to give her mother a call.

Deciding to skip the whole list, the mother reached down between their bodies and grabbed her son's cock again. Pulling him closer, she slotted his head in her pussy again and ground her hips. "I-it's okay baby. You had a bad dream and Mommy wants to make it better... You don't need a condom this time... aaaaaand... Mommy wants to feel you... ALL of you baby," Deborah cooed, excitement creeping into her voice as she reached up for her son.

I giggled; my fingers were itching to hug her, but the doctor said we should not carry her much until she was a month old. Her hands were squeezed together with her eyes pressed against each other. We had a long way to go. "I remembered my first baby, I pray she won't cry much." Esther chuckled; this kind of made my heart soften; I had a long way to go as a mother. The joy of motherhood filled me, knowing I had successfully brought a life to this world. "My mother is dead. Will you mind if I bother you with baby tips?" I asked Esther, she was an experienced mother with 3 children. A boy and 2 girls. There was her pride and joy she always spoke of every day.