Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris part 2 - Sex Stories

Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris part 2

... daughter in the living room. “A few hours ago to watch TV” I said, rolling my eyes a bit. “I guess the only person I beat waking up this morning is Chris, huh?” “No, you lost that one too!” I said cheerfully. “He pulled an all-nighter and just went to sleep!” “Ah…games?” I nodded my head softly while drinking my coffee. “I guess the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree! I remember those all night gaming marathons in my day! So, he won’t be joining us for lunch?” “No, he won’t, but not because of sleeping. He’s meeting his friends to watch a movie.” “Oh?! Is it about a girl?” he asked quizzically. I hadn’t even considered that possibility, but now that my husband mentioned it, a sense of jealously came over me. Was that why we had made out this morning? Was he worked up because of another girl? “oh..uhm… he didn’t say” I said, trying to hide my disappointment. “Well whatever the case, good for him! He always takes his studies seriously!” ‘Yeah…” I responded blankly. I did my best to enjoy the rest of the morning with my family, but the looming fear of another girl in my son’s life kept pressing on my mind. I had no idea how to deal with it and found it ridiculous that I was being jealous of a phantom teenager. Waiting for the clock to strike 12 felt like an eternity; I was dying to ask my son who was going with him. It was so bad that at 11:45 I couldn’t wait any longer. With my husband on the grill outside and my daughter still mesmerized by the TV, I hurriedly walked to ...

... Chris’ room. I didn’t bother knocking since I knew he was asleep and just opened his door. He looked so peacefully sleeping that I almost didn’t have the heart to wake him up, almost. The sight reminded me of how I use to wake up my husband back in the day. I creepily crawled into his bed, straddling myself against him and doing my best to not wake him preemptively. I moved his head from the side so that it was facing me and started making out with him. He really did seem tired and it took a few seconds before he woke up. “Hello, honey!” I whispered through my kisses. Chris’ eyes widened and he quickly pulled himself up to a sitting position, resting his back against his bedframe. “Mom, is –“ “We’re good, honey!” I said, scooting up with him and continuing our kiss. I could feel that he was about to protest but my lips were locked firmly around his, preventing him from saying anything. I even softly bit on them, trying to get him in the mood. He finally seemed to relent to the moment when I felt his mouth digging into my mine, looking for my tongue. I giggled loudly at just how badly he wanted to suck on it and happily brought my tongue to him. His lips instantly clamped around it, sucking hungrily. When I started to moan, he took it as a sign of encouragement and took in even more of my tongue. In the mist of our lewd act, I could hear the voices of my husband and daughter outside on the backyard porch. “Is..is that dad?” Chris said, pausing for a second. “Yeah, he’s grilling ...