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

Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris part 2

... “No, in fact I think I’m full already” he said smiling, pushing his barely eaten bowl aside. “Well your bus doesn’t leave for another 20 minutes, what should we do!?” “I can think of something…” Chris said with a grin, walking towards me. It seemed he was enjoying his newfound “toy”, since before our lips even met; his hands were already all over my ass. I think our kissing distracted him, because it took him about a minute before he realized the surprise I had given him. “Mom…mom…are you not wearing any underwear?” he asked in shock. “Not right now! Do you like it?” I asked, kissing him teasingly. “That’s so hot!” he said, smashing his lips into mine. It seemed my little surprise had just the intended effect I wanted; Chris’ hands and mouth went wild with lust. His kissing was so aggressive that I could hardly keep up and his hands were so rough that I was afraid he was going to tear right through my pajama bottoms! In our previous make out sessions, Chris had always positioned himself so that I couldn’t feel his erection, but after yesterday’s joking, he wasn’t shy about it anymore. In fact, as we made out, his hips started swaying towards me, pressing his cock against my leg. I enjoyed the feeling just as much and made no attempt to stop him. The longer we went at it, the bolder Chris got. His hands pulled my ass into him, while he started to grind his cock against me. I could tell that he was desperately trying to put pressure on it, but was having difficulty due to his ...

... jeans. “Honey, one sec!” I said, breaking our embrace. I turned around so that my ass was now facing him, hoping that it would give him more comfort. I backed up into him, snuggling my ass against his erection. “Oohhh!” Chris moaned. “do you like that?!” I asked seductively, grinding it slowly against him. “Ooohh Yes! Mom that feels amazing!” he said, grabbing onto my hips. Chris was grinding back into me, but with both of us moving, I was having a hard time standing up. “Chris, honey, just let mommy do the work, ok?!” I said, turning my head to speak to him. Chris just nodded silently. I twisted my head back to kiss him and slowly started to gyrate my hips again, gently backing my ass into him. Each time my ass landed on his cock, I made sure to bend my legs slightly so that I could grind against its entire length. I took Chris’ hands and guided them to the sides of hips and showed him how to support me while I continued to work. As I experimented with his cock, I noticed that he developed a liking for whenever I tried to nestle it between my ass cheeks. Within a minute, I had developed a comfortable routine and Chris’ breathing was getting really fast. “Mom…mom…wait! If…you keep…going, I’m - “ “Are you close, honey?” I asked looking back at him. He bit his lip and just nodded. “It’s okay, honey! Just don’t go in your pants. Here, use mommy’s pajamas!” I said, smiling warmly at him. Chris smiled in approval and began unzipping his pants. In what couldn’t have been more than ...