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

Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris part 2

... over. His hands roughly groped each cheek, kneading the flesh of my ass while we continued to kiss. “Mom! Your ass feels so nice, it’s firm but so soft too!” he muttered out. “I think you’re not the only one that likes it…” I said, looking down towards the tent in his pants that was poking against my leg. Chris looked down at his hard on and became slightly embarrassed. “You better go take care of that later” I said jokingly. “I will” he chuckled. He returned to kissing me while his hands continued to explore, sticking the tips of his fingers between my cheeks whenever he grabbed them. I could also feel his hands playing with the fabric of my panties. We were going at it so heavily, that even when the front door was opening, neither one of us stopped at first. “Mommy! I’m home!” my daughter yelled. I could hear the thud of her backup on the ground. We were still going at it until the sounds of her footstep indicated she was picking up speed and we stopped just in time to see her round the corner into the kitchen. “Hello Sweetie! I’m sorry, mommy didn’t hear you!” I lied. “How was school?” “Horrible! I have so much homework! Chris can you help me with math again?!” she pleaded. “Uh…I have to go check my email” he said. When my eyes met his, we both burst out laughing, unable to stop ourselves. “You guys are weird!” my daughter said, giving us an understandably perplexed look. “Well can you Chris?” “I really should check my email now!” he said, between his laughs. “Sweetie, ...

... how about you go work on something else first. Then when your brother is done, checking his email, he’ll go help you” I said, barely able to suppress my laughter. “hmm…Okay” she sighed. Jessie turned around to grab her stuff and headed for her room. Before she was even out of sight, Chris’ hand was on my ass again. I responded to his touch by kissing him tenderly. “From now on, you better check your email before she comes home” I said teasingly. “Yeah, that’s probably a good idea” he chuckled. “Okay, I’ll see you later mom” he said, squeezing my ass one last time. For the rest of the afternoon and evening, Chris and I tried to find a decent opportunity to be alone again, but it was never for too long. My husband was in fairly good spirits and we spent most of the nights chatting and enjoying each others company while Chris eventually gave up and returned to studying, making up for some of the lost time in the afternoon. When I woke up the next morning, instead of immediately heading downstairs, I went to my closet and took off my panties. If Chris and I were going to get frisky again, I wanted to surprise him! I didn’t want to go too far yet, so I still just wore my normal pajamas. I was surprised to see the lights on downstairs and quickly checked Chris’ room to see that it was already empty. “Hey mom!” he greeted, while eating a bowl of cereal. “I just felt like eating something quick today.” I giggled, understanding what he meant. “Not really hungry? “ I asked rhetorically. ...