Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris part 3 - Sex Stories

Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris part 3

... the front of my chest and began playing with my tits. “Undo my bra honey, that way you get a better feel.” Once my bra was off, Chris’ hands went to my nipples, twisting and pinching them while I worked on his cock. With the dual sensation on my tits and pussy, my mouth began feeling a little neglected, so I took hold of Chris’ right hand and slid his index finger into my mouth. I sucked loudly on it, wishing it was actually his cock. With everything else going on, Chris’ attention on his cocked lessened, allowing me to pick up speed. Soon, I was riding him fully, bouncing against the entire length of his cock. Every time I came down on his lap, I made sure to grind myself into him. “Oh god, mom! That feels so good!” “Yeah? Do you like mommy riding you?” “Mom, your pussy feels amazing! It’s so tight!” he said, moving his hands to my ass. “Grab mommy’s hips.” Chris followed my instructions and within another few seconds, he had gotten the hang of what I meant. His hands helped propel me up and down on his cock, and every time it was too much, he made sure to just hold me inside him until he recovered. As I rode him, I noticed that Chris was trying to push my back flat, so that his cock was able to reach as deep as possible. “Honey, let’s do doggy!” I said, turning back to smile at him. “Do you want me completely on your bed, or just bent over like this?” I asked, lying my stomach and chest on his bed while my feet were still on the ground, allowing me to present my pussy ...

... outwards for him. “Like that! Mom, your ass looks so hot like this!” he said, slapping it. “Ahh!” I shrieked excitedly. “Do you like that mom?” he said, slapping it again. ‘Yes! But I like it even more if your cock was in me at the same time!” I said, reaching back to stretch my pussy lips open for him. “Fuck! Mom, you sound so sexy talking dirty!” “Shut up and fuck me!” I teased looking back at him, gritting my teeth in anticipation. Chris didn’t have to be asked twice and sharply mounted me from behind. I don’t know if it was my words or his newfound experience, but there wasn’t much buildup time like our previous positions. Instead, Chris went straight to thrusting himself as fast as he could inside me. The unexpected speed floored me as I was completely caught off guard from the intensity. “Damn, your pussy feels good!” he said, slapping my ass between thrusts. “Yes! Give me that cock! Slap mommy harder!” I shouted, fucking him back as best I could to increase my pleasure. *Smack! “Harder!” *Smack! “YES! YES! Pull mommy’s hair!” “What?!” “Pull mommy’s hair so you can fuck me harder!” “Oh!” Chris responded, by grabbing my hair. Using it for leverage, Chris and I fucked each other even faster. The sound from each one of our thrusts filled the room, and it only seemed to cheer us on even more. ‘Uuugh! That’s it, honey! Fuck mommy’s pussy!” I shouted. “Fuck!Fuck!Fuck! Oh, Gooodddd! YESSSSS!” I panted loudly, with my hand rubbing my clit, desperately trying to get off. “Fuck! ...