Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris Series 3: Part 1 - Sex Stories

Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris Series 3: Part 1

... me. “What kind of girl do you take me for?!” I joked, grinding against his cock. “The kind that fucks her own son, on a school night, when her husband’s home” he answered, humping me from behind. “Oh we’ll be doing much more than that soon!” I giggled, bringing his hand to my hips. “Ok, let’s cut all the foreplay. It’s not like you’re taking mommy out on a first date!” I said, turning around to kiss him. With all the grinding from our dance, Chris was hard again, almost at full length. And as the two of us continued to make out over the music, we both got more into it. “I want you to fuck mommy right here! Against the wall!” I exclaimed, hugging it as I spread my ass out for him. “ass or pussy mom?” “Whatever one you want, honey! Mommy needs to be filled!” I got my answer when I felt Chris’ cock slowly circling my asshole, stretching the rim until he could slide his head in. I tilted my head to the side, letting me kiss Chris as his cock entered my ass inch by inch. “Oh fuck! You’re squeezing on purpose mom!” he exclaimed. I giggled, having nothing to say now that he caught me. I continued to tighten my asshole, making it harder and harder for Chris to get his entire cock inside. He was persistent though, gradually rocking in an out until it loosened enough for him to fully fuck me. “Yes!! Auuggh! Your cock feels so good in mommy!” I moaned. Chris had me pressed against the wall, hammering his cock in as fast as possible now that the music gave us enough cover. I was doing ...

... my best to meet his tempo, fucking him back each time he thrust forward. With nothing to hold onto, Chris had grabbed both my wrists, holding them behind my back as he gave me wave after wave of pleasure. “Why’d you slow down?!” I exclaimed. “I heard footsteps” “Fine. Let’s move to your bed then” I compromised. Chris nodded his head in agreement, feeling much safer that we were no longer fucking 5 feet from his door. I scrambled into my favorite anal position; doggy with my head down against his bed and my ass higher up in the air. He loved it too, giving him a great view of my ass and the only positon where he could go balls deep with ease. “Hurry up and fuck mommy!” I screamed impatiently. Chris knew better than to disobey, well aware of how I had punished him in the past. His cock picked up right where he left off, only reaching even further in my asshole than before. But before I could really enjoy it, there was a loud knock on Chris’ door. “Chris, Dear? Isn’t the music a bit loud for studying” he asked, jiggling the locked door. “Could I come in?” “What do you want?” I yelled, trying to sound normal. Chris must’ve been just as horny as me because he showed no signs of stopping, continuing to pump his cock in me like his life depended on it. “I just wanted to see how you guys were doing?” Charles asked. “We’re fine. The music helps –Augh!” I moaned, cutting myself off. “uuuuggghhh” I panted, biting down on Chris’ bed sheets. “Dear?” “The music is relaxing, that’s- Ahhh ...