Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris Series 2: Part 5 - Sex Stories

Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris Series 2: Part 5

... “Ready dear?” I asked. “Uh yeah. Let’s go” he said. We headed over to my sister’s room, waiting for everyone to arrive and then arguing over the movie selection list. In the end, mostly with Liz and Jessie’s insistence, we decided to go with The Nightmare before Christmas. Once that was done with, we all began scattering around the room, looking for a place to get comfortable. With one bed taken by Mark’s family, Charles and I sat on the other one, lying against the bedframe as Jessie laid in front of us by the foot of the bed. I had made sure Chris was sitting in a chair next to me, on my right. “Everyone comfortable? I’m going to turn the lights off now!” Nancy said, getting up from her seat on the couch. For the first 20 minutes of the movie, I kept my hands mostly to myself, surveying the situation. The movie was fairly dark itself, giving very little lighting to the room. And everyone was so focused on the screen that it didn’t take long before my right hand began to wander towards Chris. It felt so hot doing it with my husband literally right next to me! Chris seemed to like the idea just as much as me, moving my palm to the top of his cock. I smiled to myself, knowing that with him into it as well, we were in for a fun night! For the next few minutes, I didn’t push it too far, just casually rubbing his cock through his shorts. Still, I could feel that he was rock hard! “Mom could you hand me a pillow?” he whispered. I reached behind my husband, yanking one out from ...

... his pile and handing it to Chris. He immediately placed it over his lap, giving him the confidence to slip his cock out. I didn’t even have to look for it, as Chris voluntarily guided my hand there. I wrapped my fingers around his shaft, feeling it pulsate in my palm before slowly stroking it. Unexpectedly, my husband actually reached out to hold my left hand. I didn’t know if he did it because it was the holiday season or because he had just finished talking to Sara. Regardless, it made what I was doing with Chris so much hotter! I decided to even lean into him a little, pretending like I was snuggling up to him while I began stroking Chris faster. I felt like such a slut! Here I was, my head lying on my husband’s shoulder while my right hand was jacking off my own son! I wanted to keep it going, but was interrupted by the buzzing of Charles’ phone. He pulled it out cautiously, but not hiding it enough for me to see the caller ID as “Sara”. “I have to take this. It’s the office” he lied, whispering to me. “Ok dear” I answered. Charles excused himself and quietly made his way towards the door and left the room. I looked over at Chris, smiling at him as I tugged his cock towards me. He immediately understood what I meant, getting up from his chair and joining me on the bed as scooted over to where my husband was sitting. “Sweetie can you sit up for a second? Mommy wants to pull the blankets up” I whispered to my daughter. She carefully got up, letting me tug the covers from ...