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

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

... YES!!” He went silent for a few seconds, letting me enjoy my son’s cock in peace. I didn’t know if he realized what was happening, nor did I care. “Keep fucking mommy! Don’t stop!” I whispered, turning around to look at Chris. Sweat was pouring down his face now, and whether he intended it or not, he was fucking me to the beat of the song; his gorgeous cock making sweet music with my ass. “Uhm. Okay. Do guys you need anything?” Charles asked, sounding more and more pitiful. My husband probably did suspect something weird going on, just not this. After all, if he hadn’t picked up on any of the flirting Chris and I had done throughout the evening, then there was no real reason to expect he would now. “No we’re fine!” I answered. “Oh okay. I’m going to prepare some fruit if you-“ “Actually on second thought, wait” I asked. I could feel my orgasm building, and I wanted my husband to be there, to be right outside the door as I came from the pleasure of my son’s cock. “What do we - OH! – what do we have?!” “Shouldn’t you know dear, you bought them today right?” he chuckled. “Yes! But I forgot! Just list them off for meeee!!!!” I moaned. I was so happy the song had changed, moving to a quicker beat that more adequately covered my screams of pleasure. I’m sure he could still hear them, but it was probably hard to tell when intertwined with the natural music from the song. “I think there were some strawberries…maybe apples… and oranges-“ “Yes! Yes! Oranges would be great!” “FuccckK! ...

... I’m gonna cum!” I whispered, trying to be my quietest. I had no idea what my husband said next, my climax completely overriding all my other senses. I knew Chris had said something too, turning me over so I could lie on my back. “Dear? Dear? Would that be okay?” “Yeah!” I blurted out, not knowing what I agreed to. It was only then that my husband left downstairs. “You look so damn sexy mom!” Chris whispered, still thrusting into me. I was surprised at his endurance, almost shocked that he was still going so hard. But just as I was about to commend him, Chris came too, filling my ass up. I could feel his warm seed flowing deep in my anal canal, load after load. “Oh! Fuck me again!” I laughed, watching Chris fall to my side. “I can’t!” he panted, wheezing for breath. “I feel like…I feel like I just ran a marathon” I giggled loudly, finding it both funny and cute how exhausted he looked. “Mommy was just joking!” l smiled. “You can rest for now!” “That was so hot mom. I can’t believe we just did that and you were moaning so loud. There’s no way dad couldn’t hear!” “I’m sure even if he did, he would have no idea what it was. It’s been a very long time since your dad’s heard me moan in the bedroom” I joked. “Rest up honey, I’ll be back in a bit” I said, wiping off some the sweat from his forehead with his tossed aside t-shirt. “what do you mean?” he chuckled. “You didn’t think we were done, did you honey?” I giggled. “I’m just going to make sure your dad won’t bother us anymore. I ...