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

Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris part 2

... outside. So that means –“ My words were interrupted by Chris’ phone ringing on his night stand. He went to grab it and checked the caller ID. “It’s Pete; he’s probably calling about the movie. I should get it” he asked, looking for my okay. I nodded in approval, but only waited a few seconds after he answered before returning to kissing him. I could feel him squirm in his bed and badly fumbling his words on the phone, trying to sound normal. I again giggled at the effect I was having and decided to make it even worse. I disregarded his ongoing conversation entirely and instead of just lightly kissing him, I went back to the heavy petting that we were doing a minutes ago. He continued to juggle both tasks but was finding it harder and harder to concentrate. “Yeah, okay I’ll be ready soon” he said, tossing his phone aside and returning his full attention to me. “Mom…I have to…mhmm…get ready now” he said through our lips. “Okay” I answered, yet showing no indication to let him up. Chris didn’t move either and so, our lips remained glued together. It wasn’t until a few minutes later when his phone rang again, that we stopped. “Yeah, yeah! I’m coming now!” my son shouted into his phone. He returned to give me one last deep kiss. “Okay mom, now I really have to go” he said through his chuckling. I got off him and Chris rushed to his closet, grabbing a pair of random jeans and began hastily sliding them on. “Oh Chris, who are you going with?” I asked, almost forgetting why I came up ...

... in the first place. “Just Pete and Jake” he said, while scrambling through his other jeans to find his wallet. A huge sigh of relief overcame me from hearing it was just those two. Pete and Jake had been friends with Chris for years, ever since they were in elementary school. And even though I didn’t know their parents or interact much with them, I did know they were good kids. “One of their parents is picking you up?” “Yeah, Pete’s dad’s already been waiting downstairs for the last few minutes” my son said nervously laughing. “Ah, found it!” “What! No goodbye kiss?” I asked sarcastically, before he could bolt out the room. He looked at me, almost dumbfounded. Then, realizing my joke, he gladly sprinted back to kiss me goodbye, even pulling me in roughly against his body. “Bye mom!” “Be safe” I shouted. After seeing him leave, I plopped down on his bed, a bit exhausted from the two make-outs I had with him. The calmness caused me to realize that because of how high up I was on his body, I didn’t actually get to feel his erection. That was something that wouldn’t happen next time! The rest of the weekend was much more boring. Chris begrudgingly went with his father to a football game on Sunday and was gone most of the day. We did get the opportunity to make out a few times, but it was never too long. Chris was also extra nervous that someone would walk in and catch us; I guess one of us had to be! And even though we didn’t say it out loud, I could tell both of us were looking ...