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

Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris part 5

... little in preparation for his cock. “Okay, honey! Mommy really needs you inside now!” “How should we –“ “Stand up” I demanded. As Chris stood over the edge of the bed, I positioned myself on my knees in front of him and aligned my ass with his cock. ‘Slowly first, honey” I said, turning around to smile at him. “Oooohhhh!” I moaned as Chris’ cock began entering my asshole. “Yes! Just hold it there honey!” I said when he was only halfway in. “Fuck mom! Your ass is so tight!” he exclaimed. He was trying his best to stay still, but the feelings my ass gave his cock naturally caused him to rock forward gently. My breathing increased and I was doing my best to get use to his cock. It was still slightly painful, but I could also feel the waves of pleasure starting to overtake all other sensations. Slowly, I backed myself into his cock, taking more of it in, but it was difficult. Even with the tongue fucking Chris gave me earlier, his cock was now reaching depths of my ass that required more lubrication for him to enter properly. “Honey, fuck mommy’s pussy for a bit. Get that hard cock wet with mommy’s juices first!” Chris did as instructed and reluctantly pulled out of my ass to enter my pussy with ease. “It’s so much easier!” Chris chuckled as he gently fucked me. I giggled with him, agreeing wholeheartedly. “Finger mommy’s asshole too! I want it to stay ready!” As he thrust into me, I heard Chris distinctly suck his fingers, coating it with saliva before inserting his middle and ...

... index fingers easily into my ass. “Uuughhh, just like that honey!” I exclaimed, biting down on the sheets in front of me. The feeling of both my holes filled was exhilarating. “Ok, try again!” Chris seemed just as eager and instantly abandoned my pussy for my asshole. This time he had no trouble getting most of his shaft in, and with the extra coating of my pussy juices, he was able to slide the rest of his length in without too much difficulty. “Fuck mom! I’m all the way in!” he said, reconfirming by beliefs. I hardly heard him, concentrating too much on controlling my breathing. I finally responded by gently fucking back into Chris, letting half his shaft slide out before my asshole engulfed it entirely again. “Okay honey, start fucking mommy! It’s starting to feel really nice!” I exclaimed, turning my head back to smile at him. Chris smiled back at me and grabbed my hips, and began thrusting into me with more speed. I kept my eyes on the mirror in front of us the whole time, and could see the sexual thirst on both our faces as our moans filled the room. I looked even more like a whore; the smeared mascara had dried and the dark trails that my tears made down my cheeks looked incredibly hot! My dress was still on me, bottled up around my lean stomach. The sight got me going more and I increased the paced, causing Chris to respond accordingly. “FUUUCCKKK!” I screamed, as we fucked near full speed. The pain was completely gone, replaced by a euphoric feeling that I had never ...