Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris Series 2: Part 3 - Sex Stories

Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris Series 2: Part 3

... in the microwave, handing one to Chris and I and keeping one for herself. I snuggled up to Chris, feeling that he was already a little on the edge as he took glances at his aunt. To help him a little, I pulled the blanket up to our waist, giving us some cover. For the first few minutes, we all just sat watching and enjoying the movie. But soon enough, my kinky side returned. My left hand, which had stayed outside the covers, slowly moved underneath, feeling towards his cock. Chris let me gently rub it outside his shorts, moaning softly every time I squeezed it. He did an admirable job of keeping his eyes on the movie, not giving anything away. Well that’s no fun! With my hand not having the effect I wanted, I began sliding it inside his waistband, fighting through his struggles and firmly wrapping my fingers around his cock. I pumped him gently, feeding him popcorn at the same time with my right hand. While Chris’ eyes were still focused on the movie, I sat back on the bed frame, staring at my sister to let her know what was going on. She shook her head at me, mouth slightly open, frustrated that I could do to Chris what she wanted for herself! It made me giggle, sticking my tongue out to tease her. “So did you have fun today, Chris?” Lily asked, trying to make light conversation. “Yeah, it was a lot of fun!” he said, turning to his aunt and smiling. “And you?” “Of course she did! Your aunt was yelling all afternoon on the rides!!” I joked, answering for her. “Oh please, ...

... sis! I wouldn’t be talking, you were every bit as loud as me!” she exclaimed, telling the truth. “Still, to answer your question Chris, yes it was a lot of fun!” she smiled. “Just really tired, especially my feet” she said, grinning at me. “It’s still a little sore. Chris could you give me another massage?” she asked, slipping her feet out of her flip-flops. “uhmm…uh” Chris stuttered, looking at me. Even though it would stop me from messing around with Chris, I still wanted to see it! “He’s great at them!” I smiled at Chris. “Go ahead honey!” I said, pulling my hand back above the blanket. My sister happily moved her sofa chair closer to the bed, allowing her to put her feet on his lap. Chris was still hesitant, his hands nervously holding on to her foot and only gently rubbing it. Now it was my turn to pretend nothing was happening as I kept my concentration on the TV, laughing loudly at the jokes. Lily copied me, trying to make Chris comfortable with what was going on. It took a few minutes, but gradually he loosened up as well, watching the movie while his hands massaged Lily’s feet. Every once in a while he would look down, marveling at what he was doing. “He is good!” my sister exclaimed, looking past Chris and at me. “I told you!” I smiled, kissing Chris on the cheek. Even in the poor lighting, I could see his face had turned a little red, but it came with a smile too! It seemed our words of encouragement really put him at ease, because his hands were much bolder now. He ...