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

Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris part 4

... already feel his hard cock pressing against my ass as he began kissing my neck. “Don’t you want breakfast first?” I giggled, turning the stove off. Oh who am I kidding, if he hadn’t, I surely would’ve! “If by breakfast, you mean this, then yeah!” he said, sliding his hands down the front of my pajama bottoms. “Holy shit, mom you shaved!” I turned around to face him and pulled my bottoms down, showing him my newly shaved pussy. “Do you like mommy’s pussy like – OH!” I moaned. Before I had even finished my sentence, he had dropped to his knees and buried his face on my pussy. He moved me against the counter, away from the hot stove. Chris being this aggressive was definitely new! “Fuck you taste good!” I was lost as well by his act and pushed his head against me, forcing him to tongue fuck me even harder. His tongue lapped across my clit and wildly explored every inch of my pussy, from my outer lips to deep inside my opening. “YES! YES!” I moaned, my legs shaking from the sensation. “Honey, get up! Mommy needs you inside her!” As Chris stood up to drop his jeans, I frantically tore my pajama top and bra off, leaving myself completely naked in the kitchen. When I went in to kiss him, he surprised me by turning me around, so that my ass was facing him. He then planted his body against mine, looking for my pussy. To help him, I reached my hand back and took his cock, guiding it to my opening. “Oh Fuck, YES!” I moaned as Chris entered me. This time, in the new position, Chris ...

... started off slow, getting use to how it felt. He slowly thrust his cock upwards into me while I squatted slightly down to meet him. It didn’t take long until we worked up a good rhythm and met each other halfway, maximizing the pleasure for both of us. “Mom, you feel so good!” he whispered in my ear, as he slammed into me. “Play…play with mommy’s nipples!” I instructed, barely getting the words out. Chris’ hands left my hips and found my tits, squeezing them firmly as he tweaked my nipples with his fingers. “OH GOD! YES! YES! YES! Fuck mommy! Fuck her like the slut she is!” My words caused Chris to grab my hair, pulling my head back to kiss me deeply. It felt amazing having my son’s body completely pressed against me, fucking me from behind as he played with my tits. I was so use to being in control that now, with the roles temporarily reversed, it felt refreshing! “Mom, I need to fuck you doggystyle!” he panted, pulling out of me. He took my hand and pulled me into the dining room. I frantically pushed aside the candle holders and plant on top of the table to make room. Doing so, the candles rolled to the floor and Chris went to pick them up. “Fuck the candles honey! I need your cock in me again!” I nearly shouted, sprawling myself on the table so that my pussy was wide open for him. Chris quickly returned behind me and shoved himself in me with one motion, causing me to moan loudly again. I could see the relief on my own face from the glass dining cabinet in front of me and ...