Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris part 5 - Sex Stories

Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris part 5

... back and get more; one sexy pair just wasn’t going to be enough with how often Chris and I went at it! Next, I opted to open my longer fishnets as it went better with the dresses. Just putting them on and feeling the texture on my skin already made me feel sluttier than I did in anything else. I took a quick glance in the mirror and was satisfied with my start. The next choice was where I still wasn’t too sure about; the red or black dress. I tried on both to get another look at myself and was still conflicted. The black one made my tits look absolutely amazing, showing off so much cleavage. But the red dress, because I had insisted on getting a smaller size, left half my ass just hanging out. After some more back and forth, I decided that when in doubt, go with the dress that showed off what Chris loved most and slipped into the red one. One added benefit was that the dress complimented nicely with the black fishnets, making each other stand out more than if they were the same color. I quickly fetched my high heels out and carefully put them on, not wanting to accidentally chip a nail. With my entire outfit complete, my makeup was next. I had always been blessed with really good skin and gone all natural most of my life, with many people refusing to believe that I didn’t wear any at all. But now, with the main goal to seduce my son, I began putting on a copious amount of eye shadow and mascara. The mascara made my eyelashes looked stunningly long, while the black and blue ...

... color of the eye shadow turned my normally innocent eyes into that of a cheap slut. I topped it all off with bright red lipstick, the same shade as my dress. I walked over to my full body mirror to get a good look and was extremely happy with what I saw. Anyone looking at the person in front of me would never, in a million years, peg me as an almost 40 year old housewife; everything about me screamed whore! “Mommy’s waiting for you upstairs!” I texted to Chris, after I finished dolling myself up. It was only a few minutes later that I heard the opening of the front door. Normally, I waited for Chris downstairs, but with all the time we (would hopefully) have, I stayed in my room, posing myself on my bed. As Chris’ footsteps sprinted up the stairs, my heartbeat became even faster. “Mom! I – OH FUCK!” he shouted, cutting off his own words. “You look amazing!” “Are you just going to stand there, honey? This pussy isn’t going to fuck itself!” I teased. Chris walked cautiously towards me, tearing off his clothe along the way. Our lips met with pure lust as his hands explored up and down my legs, feeling the fabric of the fishnets. I knew what he wanted, but I also, selfishly, wanted to make sure he would last. “Sit up honey, mommy needs your cock in her mouth first!” I quickly got off the bed and dropped to my knees, hastily pulling off his jeans as my hands dug in his boxers for his cock. I smiled seductively at him, licking my bright red lips before gently taking his cock in my ...