Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris Series 2: Part 1 - Sex Stories

Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris Series 2: Part 1

... back to mine to make out some more. Chris’ hands were roughly massaging my ass now, pushing most of my shorts inside my asscrack so that he could play with my cheeks freely. My back was away my sister, so I had to gradually rotate us so that she could see just how naughty we were being! My sister’s face was still in shock, but in a good way! I giggled loudly at her reaction. It was almost as if we were conversing without ever speaking a single word. With Chris no longer facing her, Lily had slid the door open a little more, not hiding behind it but openly watching us. I continued to make out with Chris, but after another few minutes, I could feel him getting less reluctant to do so; probably afraid of being caught. “Mom, I should get back soon. Halftime’s almost over and dad’s-“ “Fuck what your dad thinks! Kiss me some more honey!” I said loudly, hoping my sister could hear. I think she did because as soon as the words left my mouth, I could see her giggling openly from my comment. I made sure to make extra smacking noises between our kiss, ensuring Lily was getting a good show. I had no idea how far I wanted it to go, but figured everything so far could be “blamed” on alcohol and bad judgment. My eyes stayed on my sister, watching how she reacted. Gone was any shock or smile on her face, instead, replaced with rosy red cheeks from witnessing the lewd act in front of her. She held her wine with one hand, while her other one was gently rubbing her pussy on the outside of her ...

... shorts. It was subtle, but definitely present. Her complexion looked between a state of slight pain and reluctance; reluctance in accepting that what she was seeing was turning her on. That look energized me as well as I kissed Chris. I could tell from his body language that he was a little uneasy and really didn’t want to be there anymore, but I was too turned on by everything to care. I kept him there for my own sexual satisfaction, just so I could make out with him more and satiate my exhibitionist appetite. Just as I was about to take things to the next level by guiding Chris’ hands under my shirt, I saw my sister’s attention turn away from us. She gave me a quick look of alarm and left the doorway, right before I heard the sound of my mother’s voice. Chris and I immediately separated ourselves from the interruption and fixed our clothes. “Ok, mom. I should get back to the game. Halftime’s probably already over” he answered, giving me a kiss and bolting out the door before I could grab him back for more. I took a few minutes to clean up any leftover fluids and left back into the dining room, reclaiming my seat. As I sat down, my sister was already giving me her usual playful but judgmental glare. But as I knew she would, she made no mention of it and the rest of the night was spent just gossiping about other things. For once, I headed off to bed first as Charles was busy watching his games well into the night. Before I fell asleep, I got myself off one last time with my ...