Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris part 4 - Sex Stories

Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris part 4

... only responded with a very confused look. “Yeah I’m in here dear!” I answered, with my heart pounding. “I just –“my husband paused, seeing me on Chris’ bed. “Your son was so kind to offer me a massage after I sprained my ankle” I said, trying to sound nonchalant. Chris was still too shock to say anything but did slowly start rubbing my foot with his hands. “It’s really bad?” my husband said, moving towards me. “No, no! It’s fine. It’s fine. Just a minor sprain and Chris’ massaging really helped!” I said nervously. “Oh. That’s awfully nice of you son” my husband said, smiling at Chris. “Anyways, dear, I just wanted to tell you that Jessie’s still missing a few things for her project. Could you possibly get it tomorrow during the day?” “Yeah, sure!” I responded, breathing much better now that my husband decided to stay in place. “Great! You can ask her once you’re done here. I’m gonna go take a much needed shower” he said, leaving Chris’ room and closing the door. Once he left, I turned to Chris, and after an initial shocked stare from both of us, we burst out laughing, relieved to have gotten away with it. “Oh my god, that was close!” Chris exclaimed. “Mom, thank you so much for covering! I was so scared!” “Maybe we should be a little less risky next time!” I giggled. “I think I might need to change my pants” Chris joked. “I think I should put on my pants!” “Fuck, you’re so sexy!” Chris said, slapping my ass as I reached underneath his bed for my pants. Once I had them, I ...

... began teasing Chris with my foot as I slid them on. “Want one last kiss before mommy leaves?” I smiled. Chris hastily took my foot and gave it a few licks before doing the same with the other one. “Good night, mom!” “Night, honey!” I said, leaving his room. What a day! With everything that had happened, I felt slightly guilty that I was actually still horny! And it was just getting hot when my husband spoiled it! I sat on my bed scouring the internet for a buttplug, with the sound of my husband’s shower providing the perfect background noise. After what Chris had just did to me a few minutes ago, I wanted him in my ass as much as he did. Still, I knew that there was a big difference between Chris’ two fingers and his well-sized cock, so getting a buttplug to stretch myself out would be a good idea. Charles was never too kinky in the bedroom, even when we were younger. And that was perfectly fine, because as hard as it is to admit, I was a bit of a prude too. But now, everything changed. Even as a teenager, I was never this horny! Yet here I am, getting myself prepared to lose my anal virginity to my own son. There were quite a few to pick from, so I decided to get two, both next day shipping; a standard blue one made out of latex and a sexier clear glass one. I was really hoping that they would come in the morning so that I could start stretching myself out and be fucking Chris by tomorrow afternoon! “Mommy, mommy! I’m still missing a few things for my project” my daughter said, ...