Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris Series 3: Part 1

“Mom, is that you?”

“Who else would it be?” I giggled, slipping inside his covers. “Now get your cock out honey, mommy’s horny!”

I had already managed to pull my night gown off, leaving me in just my bra and panties as I spooned next to his warm body, wrapping his arm around me.

“Mhm” I moaned, wriggling my ass into his cock.

“What if dad wakes up?” he whispered through our embrace.

“He just started snoring when I came over. Besides, Mommy couldn’t wait any longer!”

It only took seconds before I had his shorts off and my panties aside, stuffing his hard cock in my dripping wet pussy.

“Ohhh! I can’t believe it’s almost been a whole day since you were inside mommy!”

“I missed it too mom” he whispered, slowly fucking me from behind.

“Did you enjoy the vacation though?”

“Yeah” he grunted, thrusting deep inside me. “It was awesome, especially spending two nights alone with you”

“Me too honey! So let’s try to make good use of tonight!”

“No complaints there mom!” he said, pinching both my nipples.

“Uggh! Fuck me harder honey! I want your dad to hear me scream!” I said, only half-jokingly.

It was only our first night back from vacation, and after an entire day devoted to traveling without any chance to be alone, I was determined to make up for it now, especially considering the kids had school the next day. I didn’t even know if my husband was fully asleep when I snuck over, too horny to actually care. Ever since Chris and I fucked on the same bed as his unconscious body, I couldn’t get the image out of my head. More and more, I became addicted to the idea of making Charles an unknowing cuckold.

With him leaving clues all over the place about his affair, I had less and less respect for his feelings. I was still fine with Charles as a person, but the idea of him as a husband was completely gone. If anything, I was fine keeping the status of his wife because it made what Chris and I were doing that much hotter.

“You’re even wetter than usual mom!” Chris grunted, slamming into me.

“That’s just how much mommy misses your cock!” I panted. “Now shut up and fuck me!”

Wanting to go faster than our spooning position allowed, I quickly got off Chris, long enough so that I could get on top of him. His cock immediately found my pussy as I pushed the covers aside, letting me ride freely.

“Yes! Fuck mommy!” I said, dropping my entire body up and down his cock.

Our love making was filling the entire room; the loud slapping sounds undoubtedly carrying into the hallway. Chris did his best to silence them, holding my hips so I wouldn’t be able to bounce so much. But I was ready for that, moving his hands to my tits so he couldn’t stop me.

I almost wanted my husband to hear, to wake up and see us. See how much his son could satisfy me more than him.

“Uggh! Yes!!” I yelled.

“Mom! You’re gonna wake someone!” he exclaimed, showing real fear in his voice.

“That’s the point honey!” I giggled. “Fuck, that’s a good cock!”

“Finger mommy’s asshole too!” I instructed, moving his hand there against his will.

I could feel his reluctance, his fingers just gently edging the rim instead of penetrating.

“I said finger me!” I yelled, slapping him across his face.

“Mmm! There’s mommy’s good little boy!” I moaned, feeling his cooperation.

Chris still looked a little out of it, most likely afraid of just how careless I was acting. He acknowledged my thought by pulling me towards his lips, kissing me as a way to prevent the moans from being too loud. I didn’t care too much, just happy to see him actively participating again.

“Here, let mommy suck on it first” I said, pulling his finger towards my mouth.

He was having difficulty getting deep inside my ass without the proper lubrication. But with both our tongues lathering his index and middle finger up, Chris had no problem getting them all the way inside now.

“How’s your ass always so tight mom?” he chuckled, fucking me back roughly now.

“Do you want to fuck mommy’s ass then?”

“No, this is quite nice! I get to fuck both your holes”

Actually, if I counted how far down my mouth his tongue was, he was basically filling all three of my holes up. It felt wonderful, like it always did!

It seemed all the dirty talk was affecting Chris too, as I hardly needed to rock against his body anymore. He was driving his cock up with purpose, his fingers working in my asshole just as quickly.

“Fuck! Are you close mom? I can’t last much longer!” he panted.

“It’s okay! Cum in mommy!” I answered, knowing I was far from climaxing.

Chris wasn’t lying, lasting only a few more thrusts before he hugged my body tightly on top of his, just enjoying the moment. I continued to grind against him, even after he came to increase his pleasure even more.

“Oh god that feels good mom!” he moaned, kissing my neck. “I’m gonna be hard again in no time!”

“Good!” I giggled, biting his lower lip. “Because mommy’s not anywhere near satisfied yet!”

“You seem even more energetic than usual mom. Is it only because we couldn’t fuck during the day or…?”

I looked deep in his eyes, seeing his genuine curiosity. A few months ago I might’ve replied with a simple “it’s nothing”, but Chris had proven I could trust him implicitly and was always willing to try what I suggested.

“I want to fool around more when your father’s home”

“You mean like when you made me fuck you with dad n the same bed, passed out?” he chuckled.

“Yes! But I want to do it when he’s awake too!”

“You mean like fuck when –“

“No. Not necessarily in front of him or anything” I interrupted. “I’d like to…to”

It was difficult to explain. Especially considering I didn’t even know fully what I wanted.

“I want to kiss you in front of your dad. I want you to touch me while he’s watching, just innocent at first, but then more sexually. I want you to openly flirt with me, even playfully slap my ass in front of him. I want him to suspect something’s happening but not be able to do anything about it “I blurted out.

“Can you do that for mommy?” I asked, kissing Chris’ neck.

Even before he could answer, his cock had betrayed him, becoming rock hard again in my pussy.

“Holy shit that sounds hot mom!”

“Does it honey? I knew you’d be okay with it!” I exclaimed.

“Yeah! Dad doesn’t deserve you anyways. How could he possibly cheat on this” he chuckled, grabbing my ass firmly. “You’re perfect mom!”

“Maybe it’s because I never let your dad fuck me there!” I giggled, kissing him hard on the mouth. Chris was picking up his rhythm again, fucking my pussy nice and slow.

“ Did you start feeling this way after…after that night in your hotel room?” he asked.

“Mhm. I used to think I always loved your dad deeply, but after being with you, I understand it wasn’t anything close. Honey, you give mommy things that your dad never could” I moaned, rocking gently on his cock.

“Like what?”

“Well a lot of things. But the most obvious one right now- Uuggh Fuck!” I panted. ‘The most obvious thing is your dad could never fuck me half as good as you can!”

“I love how slutty you are mom! You’re insatiable!” he answered, pumping faster now.

“Auuggh!! I love the feeling of being filled by my son’s cock! Do you love it too honey? Do you love fucking your own mommy? Fucking the pussy where you came from?”

“Yes! There’s nothing else I love more in the world than having my cock in you mom!”

“Good! Because your cock belongs to mommy from now on! I don’t want to hear no anymore! If I tell you to fuck mommy while your dad’s in the other room, than you do it, understand?!”

I was completely lost in the moment, not thinking anywhere near rationally. All I knew was that I wanted to push the boundaries as far as it could go, fucking Chris as dangerously as possible without getting caught.

“Oh mom you’re turning me on so much!” he moaned, sitting me straight up so that I could ride his entire cock again.

I was experiencing the same effect, slamming myself on Chris’ cock violently. I could feel my orgasm getting closer, and the louder our moans became, the hotter I got. Chris wasn’t trying to hide the noise either anymore, as every time my body bounced on his, a loud smacking sound echoed in the room. For the first time, neither one of us seemed to care at all if we were caught. Even if Charles were to walk in now, he’d have to use the jaws of life to pull me off his son’s cock.

“Fuck! FucK! AUugggh! Mommy’s cumming!!!” I screamed, slapping his chest at the same time.

It seemed Chris wasn’t far behind, joining me in a post-orgasm cationic state as we both lied there motionless.

In seconds, the room was completely silent again. I waited for my husband to break Chris’ door down, running in to see the two of us in our incestuous act of passion. But, it never happened. 5, 10 minutes went by without so much as a peep out of anyone.

“Mommy’s sleeping here tonight” I said sternly, climbing off his cock and moving to his side.

Chris looked at me, understanding my tone and simply nodded his head. “Should I wake you up early so –“

“No. We’ll wake up at our usual time. Your door’s locked anyways; your dad won’t come in to check. Besides, you have school tomorrow” I said, pulling the covers over us.

“oh shit, that’s right. I almost forgot” he groaned.

“Don’t worry, honey” I smiled, rubbing his cheek as I stared into his eyes. “Mommy will make sure you’re taken care of before you leave. Let’s just sleep for now. We both have had a long day”

The first thing that crossed my mind when I woke up was our conversation from last night. Unlike most decisions that are made in the heat of the moment, I still felt the same way; still had the same perverse thought of cuckolding my husband more and more with the person lying next to me.

Chris always looked so peaceful sleeping, the complete opposite of my husband, who sounded like an old leaf-blower that was about to run out of power at any second. I wanted to wake him up immediately, get his hard cock out and get busy. But my motherly instincts were also there, telling me that he needed his sleep for school. So for once, I was a mother first, quietly getting out of his bed and heading downstairs to make him breakfast.

Our morning routine didn’t miss a beat. Chris came down on his own just as I finished cooking. And like before, he was much more interested in what my body could offer than any food. We fucked like usual, moving from the dining table where we ate as a family, to the living room where I watched TV with my husband in the evenings. It was wonderful to be home again!

“Oh fuck! Mom, I’m gonna miss the bus if we don’t stop!” he exclaimed, mid thrust.

“It’s okay! Mommy will drive you to school! Just keep fucking my ass!” I answered, turning around to look at him.

He smiled at me approvingly and shoved his cock deeper inside.

“Auuggh! Yes!!” I moaned loudly, stifling my screams in a couch pillow.

Both of us were close, and it took less than a minute before Chris emptied his second load of the morning, this time in my ass. I was shaking from my own orgasm, just trying to hold onto the back of the sofa so I wouldn’t fall over.

“Oh honey! You didn’t even eat all your breakfast!” I giggled, standing up to kiss him.

“it’s okay. I’m plenty full” he chuckled.

“Alright, get your pants up, we gotta start moving! The traffic is going to be horrible!”

Even after our morning romp session, we continued to kiss and grope each other on the drive over to his school.

“Oh I wish you were old enough to drive, honey. Mommy would love to give you road head!” I smiled, spreading my legs so he could finger fuck me better.

“It’s next year that I can get my permit and start learning right?”

“I think so.