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

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

... despite some minor protesting from Jessie and Lily, the adults, for once, actually got what we wanted. By the time we got back to the hotel, it had just turned dark. All of us were exhausted, and hungry. And when I got into my room, I couldn’t help but plop down on the bed. It had been such a fun, but tiring day. My husband, meanwhile was talking with his brother outside our hotel room, laughing loudly. I guess after splitting up, they had a much calmer day. “Your dad and mine asked me to go to a local bar and enjoy some games and beer. So, could I-“ “Yeah, no problem” I answered. “I think I’ll just grab something to eat here with the kids then.” “Oh, I think they’re with your mom, mine, and Rachel. I heard them saying they were just going to go get some tacos” my husband said. “Ok, then. Great!” I said. “I’ll find something to eat downstairs in the restaurant then.” “Sounds good, dear. I’m off then!” Charles said, heading out the front door. As soon he was gone, I pulled out my phone, texting my sister to come to my room. “What’s up?” she asked, after I opened the door for her. “You want to watch Chris and I?” I teased, knowing her answer already. “Uh, yeah!” she said sarcastically, parodying a South Valley accent. I giggled. “Stay in the bathroom. This mirror is huge. You’ll be able to see us easily!” I said, showing her where to stand as I pulled the cabinet door open, exposing the full length mirror. I closed the bathroom light, leaving her in the dark but the rest of my ...

... room brightly lt. “Can you see?” I said, sitting down on my bed. “Yeah! Everything!” she exclaimed. “Good! I’m about to show you why I got that toe ring you were asking about!” I opened my door before taking a comfortable seat on my bed, resting against the two large pillows by the bed frame as I texted Chris. “Hey mom, did you want to get dinner?” he asked, opening the door. “In a little bit honey. But mommy’s feet are tired and sore after a whole day of walking” I said, exaggerating the sadness in my voice. “Come and take care of it!” “Sure, mom!” he said excitedly, moving to the foot of the bed and sitting down. Chris slowly untied the laces of my left shoe, gently taking it off and bringing me immediate relief just from it being free. I didn’t even have to ask before Chris brought my shoe up to his nose, inhaling deeply. “AUuggghhhh!” he moaned, shutting his eyes in ecstasy. I had been walking around in the sneakers all day, sweating for hours in them. There was no doubt that they were drenched in a stinky and musky smell by now. “Mommy’s waiting honey!” I said, teasing my foot in front of him. “Uh uh uh, not yet!” I said, stopping him from taking my sock off. I smiled at him, knowing he would understand what I wanted. Chris took a hold of my foot, gasping from the thick moisture on my sock already. “Suck on mommy’s feet!” I instructed, pushing my toes in his mouth. Chris complied wholeheartedly, his mouth sucking loudly. I could hear the sweat on my socks being absorbed ...