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. But would you like to learn now?!” I exclaimed.

“What’s the point? I won’t be able to drive anyways”

“The point is we have an excuse to leave at night if we wanted to. Just because I’m teaching you how to drive doesn’t mean we can’t do other activities in the car” I teased.

I could feel Chris’ answer through his fingers, quickly shoving in and out of my wet pussy.

“Ohhh! Fuck! Slow down, honey! You’re gonna cause an accident otherwise!” I giggled.

‘Sorry” he chuckled. “But yeah that sounds like an okay idea. When should we start?”

“Uhm, I don’t know yet. We can play it by ear. If your dad’s being too much of a cock-block at home, then we’ll just leave”

“Ok” he answered.

“You don’t sound that excited. Aren’t all boys your age dying to have a car to roam around in?” I teased.

“I guess. But I don’t think I need one that much. After all, the place I want to be most is home with you”

“Aww! How sweet! If we weren’t almost here, I’d pull over now and fuck you silly!”

“Oh I don’t doubt that” he chuckled, removing his hand from inside my panties as we approached the school drop off zone.

“Love you mom” he said, leaning in to kiss me.

He was going for a short peck, but I grabbed the back of his neck before he could pull away, forcing it to be longer. It was only for a few seconds, but it was enough time for me to snake my tongue in his mouth.

“Mom! Someone will see!” he exclaimed, laughing a little at the same time.

“Ok, Ok! Have a good day at school honey!”

“Thanks mom. Bye!”

After seeing him safely enter inside, I had to rush back home, getting everything prepared for my daughter for her first day back at school as well. I hadn’t even realized the absence of my husband until Jessie reminded me, wondering why she was leaving the house alone as opposed to at the same time as her father.

“Oh I don’t know sweetie. Your dad might just be tired from all the traveling last night. Don’t worry about it too much. Now go catch your bus!” I smiled, sending her off.

With the house empty again, I decided to go check up on my husband and see why he hadn’t left yet.

Entering the bedroom, I was met with the sound of the running shower from our master bathroom. And as I walked towards the door, I couldn’t help but notice that for once he had left his phone unattended on his pillow. I didn’t intend to snoop, but the fact that it was already unlocked and opened on a text message screen made it a little too tempting.

As expected, it was a conversation between him and his secretary Sara. I didn’t bother reading it in depth, just scanning their conversation to get the general gist. Nothing really stood out except for the fact that the two were sexting throughout the holiday.

When I placed his phone back, I could feel the anger building up already. I wasn’t jealous of the attention he paid to her, not anymore, but furious at the timing of it all. A lot of their conversations were clearly during the day, when we supposed to be spending time together as a family. I knew there was no excuse to feel this way, not after what I was doing with his son, but I couldn’t help it. And the more I seethed, the more I wished Chris was here, just so I could fuck him in our bed right now.

“Fine. If he was going to be this careless about his affair, then so was I. Only I would go further. I would do it right under his nose.” I thought.

“Oh, I didn’t know you were –“ he said, walking into the bedroom.

My husband’s words were cut off when he saw his phone, still brightly lit, lying on his pillow. I could see the panic in his eyes as he quickly glanced towards me. We held eye contact for a few seconds, both not sure of what to do next.

I decided to act first, pretending as if nothing was wrong. There was no reason to get into a big fight now when there would be so much fun to be had later!

“What were you saying?” I asked calmly, fixing the covers.

As I did so, I deliberately reached out for his phone, wanting to tease him. I could see my husband’s face freaking out, scared shitless. Only instead of reading it, I set it aside on his night stand, going back to making the bed.

He tried his best to act casual, scooting closer to his phone until he was able to safely grab it.

“I…I was just surprised to see you, that’s all” he said out of breath.

I snickered a little, happy with his reaction.

“I thought you were showering?” I asked, seeing him still dressed in last night’s clothe.

“Oh, I forgot my phone. I have a uh…a call. Yes, a conference call. I’m expecting a conference call” he stammered.

“Shouldn’t you already have left for work then?”

“Uh yes, but I woke up late. Tired from last night”

“Ah okay” I answered, ignoring his obvious lies.

“Well I guess you should be okay, first day back from the vacation. I’m sure some of your co-workers will still be absent”

“Ah yeah, you’re right” he laughed nervously.

“And how’s Sara? Did she enjoy her time off too?” I asked nonchalantly, fluffing the pillows.

“What, Sara? Why would I know what she’s doing?” he answered, his voice getting higher.

“Because you had a call with her a few days ago, to talk about work, remember?” I said, acting confused.

I can’t lie, it felt so fun seeing him squirm like this! And just because I wasn’t going to call him out, didn’t mean I was going to let him off the hook that easily either. I needed him to be in fear of me, to be in a forever state of “does she know or does she not?”

“Oh, she’s fine. I’m gonna hop in the shower now, don’t want to be too late” he answered quickly, scurrying away before I could poke even more holes in his story.

The joy I got from the interaction carried me on for the rest of the day until Chris came home, where we promptly got back to doing what we did best. And because of the morning, I made Chris fuck me in his dad’s office room.

“I was thinking about you all day mom” he grunted, pumping his cock in my pussy.

“Were you? You should’ve texted mommy during lunch!”

“I wanted to but- oh yes! Mom, could you bring your legs up?” he asked, pulling them against his chest.

“Auugh! I love the way your feet smell after you workout!” he exclaimed, stuffing them at his nose.

“I thought about dressing up after yoga, but was too lazy to” I giggled. “Mommy hasn’t even showered yet!”

“I can tell! And it’s fine, I love when you’re just in your normal clothes too. You look like an ordinary housewife” he moaned, sucking on my toes as he thrusted deeper in me.

“You mean a cheating housewife who’s fucking her own son!” I corrected, rocking back against his body.

“You were saying about lunch?”

“Oh, nothing. I was just catching up with some friends and couldn’t really get away”

“Well that’s good honey. You shouldn’t- Uugghh! Fuck!”

“Squeeze my legs together and fuck mommy harder!” I instructed, feeling his cock rub against my G-spot.

“Yes! Keep going!” I moaned. “and it’s good that you keep busy with your friends. You don’t want to lose them just because you have me too now, honey”

“Mhm” he nodded, way too preoccupied to register what I had said.

This was his favorite position; me lying on my husband’s desk as he fucked me standing up, sucking on my toes at the same time. He loved squeezing my legs together, tightening the grip my pussy had on his cock.

“Mom when are you going to get a new pedicure?” he asked, noticing that the aquamarine blue toenail polish was fading.

“Soon” I moaned. “What color should mommy get?”

“How about white”

“You mean a French –“

“No. I mean a, mhmm!” he moaned, licking my toes one by one.

“Take your time honey! Don’t choke now” I giggled. “And fuck mommy faster, your sister’s going to be home soon!”

“Mhm! Sorry about that mom” he answer. “And I meant solid white mom” he managed to answer. “I kind of miss the color of snow while we were down in Florida”

“You got it honey. I’ll see if I have time tomorrow” I answered.

“Any other requ-“

“Mom! I’m home!” Jessie announced, slamming the front door shut.

“I guess we better move to your room” I said, pushing Chris away so I could get off the desk. I was so close too!

“Mom!” she yelled, her footsteps running up the stairs.

Chris and I were fortunate enough to still have most our clothes on, making it much easier to get dressed again. I rushed out into the hallway to meet her, not wanting her to see the two of us in my husband’s office.

“How was school sweetie?” I asked.

“It was okay” she answered, trying to peer behind me.

“What’s up?”

“Cynthia’s mom is baking cookies tomorrow for a fund-raiser. She’s been bragging all day about it! So annoying!” she said, rolling her eyes. “Mom, could you make brownies? I want to bring them tomorrow!”

“Sure sweetie” I said, guiding her back towards the stairs. “Mommy’s going to take a quick shower and then I’ll start. How about you work on homework now and I’ll join you once I’m done, okay?”

“Thanks mom!” she exclaimed, racing downstairs gleefully.

After making sure she was back downstairs, I went back to find Chris, sadly seeing that he was already fully dressed.

“How about you take all that off and join mommy in the shower” I smiled, rubbing his still hard cock.

“I don’t know mom. That was a pretty close call”

“Are you sure? Mommy’s feet could use a good cleaning” I teased.

“Uggh Fuck!” he groaned, finding it hard to resist my offer. “But I shouldn’t. I still have a bunch of homework to get started on. I was supposed to do it over the break, but, well you know”

It seemed he was still a little hesitant about playing it as loose as I wanted. I didn’t want to push him and risk the possibility of scaring him away before we even tried anything around my husband. Besides, this was the first time I saw him so blindly put his schoolwork second, instead opting to spend his time with me.

“Ok, work hard then. I’ll make a big batch and bring you up some brownies later!” I smiled.

“Thanks, mom! Love you!” he replied, smooching me on the cheek.

My shower was relaxing but also lonely. I missed the feeling of Chris’ hands running through my hair and washing my back. And even more, I missed having his soaped up cock pressed against my ass, ready to enter at my command. Oh well, I’d just have to make it up later.

“Ready to help me Sweetie?” I asked, digging in our pantry for the ingredients.

“Yeah!” she beamed excitedly.

Even though I wanted to be upstairs with Chris, it was still very enjoyable to spend some quality mother-daughter time as well. She was still a pre-teen, and it would only be a few more years before our relationship would change too.

I had a lot of fun teaching Jessie how to bake, even getting her to help out at times. It went by quick, and before we knew it, the brownies were already in the oven.

“Ok, go back and finish your work. It’ll be about 20 minutes” I smiled.

While Jessie diligently went back to her schoolwork on the kitchen table behind me, I was left with a sink half-full of bowls and measuring cups to clean before starting dinner.

“Smells good mom” Chris exclaimed, walking into the kitchen.

“hey, I helped too!” my daughter corrected.

“Sure you did” he said sarcastically, teasing his sister.

“I did! Ask mom!”

“Of course you did sweetie! Your brother’s just jealous he can’t do the same” I joked.

“What are you doing down here honey? I could’ve brought you some after it was done”

“Oh, it smelled so good that I kind of got distracted” he chuckled, licking off some of the leftover batter on the stirring spool.

With my daughter behind us, I scooped up some on my index finger and presented it Chris, sexually sticking it in his mouth.

“Mmm! So sweet” he chuckled, sucking on my finger.

I was just about to step forward and kiss him, when my daughter looked up towards us.

“You’re gonna kiss him again mom?” she exclaimed.

“And what if I do?” I giggled. “Your brother’s a teenager now, soon he’s going to want nothing to do with me once he finds a girlfriend” I joked, looking at Chris.

His face was a little blushed, embarrassed from our conversation, making it even more satisfying when I did peck him on the mouth.

“And what about you sweetie? Are you going to not want to talk to mommy too when you grow up?!” I teased, running towards her and tickling her sides.

“Mom, stop!” she laughed, squirming in her seat. “I won’t ignore you! Promise!”

“Good!” I answered, just happy that she made nothing about my kiss with Chris.

“Honey, why don’t you help me with the sink? The brownies will be done in just a few minutes”

“Sure mom”

I kept my eye on Jessie, making sure she was busy with her work again before I began to feel up Chris, finding his cock hard immediately. Chris didn’t protest, just subtly moving behind me until he had me sandwiched against the counter of the sink.

The two of us continued to wash the bowls, as he grinded gently against my ass. It felt amazing to be doing this with my daughter literally a few feet away! I couldn’t wait for what it would feel like when it was my husband instead!

I quietly grabbed Chris’ right hand, bringing it to my tits to play with as he continued to rock into me. He was kissing my neck lightly now, trying not to make any sound to draw his sister’s attention. I was getting so turned on, my pussy demanding attention.

“Honey, mommy needs your help in the other room” I stuttered, grabbing Chris’ hand.

“Watch over the oven sweetie!” I instructed.

Not waiting for her answer, I guided Chris out the kitchen, heading for the stairs. Only we got two step up when I turned around to sit down.

“Eat me out honey! Mommy’s so wet!” I exclaimed, sliding my pants down my thighs.

Chris got down on his knees in an instant, diving tongue first into my soaked panties. He didn’t bother much with it, just pulling them aside so his mouth had better access.

“Yesss!! Fuck!!!” I moaned, jamming his head further down. “Tongue fuck mommy!”

Chris pulled my pants down even more, just so he could spread my legs apart. He was slurping loudly on my pussy juices, probably enough for my daughter to hear, but I wasn’t going to last long enough for her to find out.

“Yes! Yes! Yes! AUugggh” my voice shaking, along with my legs as I climaxed.

“Mom, it’s done!” Jessie yelled, immediately following the beeping of the oven.

“Be there in a minute sweetie!” I answered.

Chris was already getting off me, thinking that we had finished, but I still wanted more!

“Mom, what are you doing?!” he exclaimed.

I had pushed him around the corner, into our dining room.

“Mommy’s hungry for that hard cock!” I giggled, unbuckling his jeans and finding my prize.

“Oooh! Look at all that pre-cum!”

“Mom, Jessie’s gonna come look for us soon!”

I knew there was some validity to his statement. After all, my daughter was sitting just a door away from seeing her mother on her knees, passionately sucking her brother’s cock. The thought was so thrilling!

“Ooooh! Fuck!” he moaned.

I looked up at Chris, seeing that he was biting onto his knuckles, trying to stop his screams. So in return? I teased him more of course! I kept most of his cock in my mouth, twirling around his shaft and head.

“Mom!” Jessie yelled again, sounding much more impatient.

“I’ll be there in a second young lady!” I screamed in frustration.

Chris, understanding I wasn’t going to stop soon, went with the opposite approach; trying to cum as quick as possible. He tried grabbing the back of my head and throat-fucking me, but I wasn’t having it. I slapped his hand away twice, taking my sweet time, enjoying the taste of his cock in my mouth.

“Mom, please! She’s gonna catch us!” he begged.

But it was worthless, the more he pleaded, the slower I sucked him off. I expertly kept him on the edge of orgasm, engulfing his entire length and then letting it all back out, just to tease him more for not listening.

I was probably blowing him for only over a minute, but that minute must’ve felt like eternity to Chris. He had pulled his jeans up to mid-thigh, just in case my daughter came looking for us.

Seeing him so stressed out was turning me on even more. I began popping his cock in and out of mouth, making sure it was louder each time. I almost wanted to hear my daughter’s footsteps moving towards us!

“Just a little longer sweetie” I yelled. “Your brother’s just about done” I giggled, looking into Chris’ eyes.

Almost on cue, Chris came in my mouth, flooding it with even more cum than I expected. For a guy complaining the whole time during his blowjob, he sure didn’t show it!

“Mmm!” I moaned, swallowing most of it. “Honey, if you’re going to cum like that every time we fool around behind Jessie, then we’re going to be doing this everyday!”

I hurriedly got up and fixed my own outfit, leaving Chris standing there with his cock out as he gasped for air.

“Smells great sweetie! I think we did a great job!” I exclaimed, grabbing my oven mitts.

“Yes! Cynthia’s gonna be so jealous tomorrow!” Jessie said excitedly.

“It’s not a competition!”

“I know. But if it was, she’d lose!” she exclaimed.

I rolled my eyes, finding it disturbing that she was already caught up in these “catfights” at such a young age.

“Mommy has to cook dinner now. If you’re done with your homework, you can go watch tv in the living room”

“Actually I have to go ask Chris for help. I don’t get some –“

“No!” I exclaimed, stopping her before she could leave the kitchen.

“Wait a few minutes and bring up some brownies with you. He’ll be more inclined to help” I said quickly.

“Ok!”

I had already heard Chris’ footsteps heading upstairs, but I wanted to give him some extra time for clean-up. After all, I left him with quite a mess to take care of!

The rest of the afternoon was hectic. Jessie’s unexpected request had thrown a wrench in my plans, forcing me to speed everything up to get it all done. Still, like a good wife and mother, I had dinner ready by the time Charles came home.

I could tell right away that he was still tip-toing around me.

“Hello Dear. How was your day?” he asked, giving me a light hug.

It actually caught me off guard, as it had been weeks since we even did that when no one was around to judge us.

“I’m fine. How was work? Everything ok?” I asked, faking a smile.

“It was good. John got a horrible tan” he laughed, checking my reaction.

I gave Charles a pity giggle, just so that he would loosen up a bit. He looked so pathetic, scared of his wife like that.

“Daddy! I made brownies today!” Jessie exclaimed, coming downstairs with her brother.

“I bet it was mostly your mom though, right?” he said, trying to get on my good side.

“Dinner’s ready?” Chris asked. “I’m starving!”

“Yeah, just about” I smiled.

“Sweetie, could you help set the table?” I asked, giving her a kiss on the cheek.

“And Chris, honey, why don’t you help your sister too” I said, kissing him as well.

It was the first time I had done so in front of my husband. It was innocent, nothing more than what any mother would do, but still a step forward. However, even though Charles clearly saw us, he was still worried about how I felt and hardly reacted at all.

As we sat down to eat our usual family dinner, my husband was unusually more talkative, including me as much as he could. It seemed after the scare in the morning, he was overcompensating by trying to pay more attention to me. I responded rather blandly to it all, not ignoring him but not showing much interest either.

Instead, I flirted with Chris more.

“You should eat more honey. Your body’s growing now and you need all the nutrition you can get!” I smiled, serving him a second helping of rice and curry.

“Uh, how was school son?”

“It was fine, just a lot of work” Chris answered.

“Already? It’s only the first day back. I guess the school system’s got really strict now” my husband joked.

“Yeah, I guess” he answered coldly.

“What are you working on honey? Do you need mommy to help you later?” I asked innocently.

Charles laughed instinctively, resulting in me shooting him an immediate glare.

“I didn’t mean it like that!” he quickly stammered. “I just meant that Chris has always been good at school and never need either one us to help! That’s all, honest!”

The more he talked, the deeper he dug himself. And it was his own son that saved him from further embarrassment.

“Sure mom. I have to memorize a bunch of information for a test coming up. I could use the help” Chris answered for me, looking slightly angrily over at his dad.

“Great! After dinner then!” I smiled, moving my hand onto Chris’ leg.

Through the rest of dinner, I kept taking it further and further, until my hand was on his cock underneath the table. And every time my husband opened his mouth to speak, I would massage Chris’ cock more, bringing him to near orgasm each time. I had to give him credit though, Chris had gotten really good at keeping his face straight while I played with him under the table!

“Honey, would you help mommy clean up today? I’m just feeling a bit tired, still on vacation time I guess!” I laughed.

“I could do it dear” Charles quickly interjected.

“No, it’s okay. I’m sure you have to prepare for that big meeting you talked about anyways” I smiled.

“I’d love to help mom” Chris answered, before his father could interrupt again.

The disappointment on my husband’s face was exactly what I was going for. And as Chris and I washed the dishes, I continued to flirt and laugh at every one of his jokes, making my husband even more uncomfortable. I could tell it wasn’t Chris that was bothering him, but the passive aggressive tone I was taking.

Throughout our marriage, I had always been a fairly straightforward person. Charles and I rarely fought, and even if we did, I always told it to him straight. So now, with me dropping hints left and right that I was angry without explicitly saying so, he didn’t know how to handle it. After all, Charles couldn’t exactly come out and ask if I knew about his affair. So his only option was to just stand aside and take it, hope that there really was nothing wrong.

“Thanks for all the help honey!” I exclaimed, drying my hands off and giving Chris another quick kiss, this time on the mouth.

“Now, let’s go up to your room so I can help you study!”

“Um, dear? Do you want to maybe enjoy some TV afterwards? There’s a new comedy that’s premiering tonight” Charles asked.

“We’ll see. I might be too tired after I get done with- I mean, helping Chris, to watch” I answered.

“Fuck that was hot honey!!” I panted, kissing him passionately as soon as his bedroom door was closed.

“Your dad’s literally waiting for me downstairs to get down fucking you!” I giggled.

“Mom, you’re so dirty!”

“You don’t really have a test to study for, do you?” I asked, pushing him onto the bed.

“Of course not. It’s the first day back from school.” he answered, tearing off my blouse and pants.

“Oh I was going to play some games with my friends later though”

“You can do that after you’re done fucking mommy!” I answered, tugging his cock. “Let’s get the quick one out of the way now”

I got on the ground again, opening my mouth wide for Chris to use. This time I let him do as he desired, pulling my hair roughly as he throat fucked me with passion.

“Fuck! I’ve wanted to do this all afternoon!” he moaned, shoving all the way down my throat and holding it there.

I was more than used to it, having no problem breathing through my nose as I contracted the muscles of my esophagus.

“I love when you do that mom!”

“You like the feeling of mommy’s throat? I never even gave your dad a chance to use it!” I teased.

Chris didn’t respond to my dirty talk, just shoving his cock back in my mouth as a response.

“FucccK!!” he moaned, giving it a few more good thrusts before he came.

As expected, there was a lot less cum than before, leaving me with a much lighter snack than I wanted.

“Was I being too loud mom? I could barely process myself thinking let alone how loudly I was talking”

“You were fine, honey” I giggled, playing with his limp cock.

“I think I’ll still put on some music, just in case” he said, moving over to his computer.

I watched over his shoulder as he set up a playlist on Pandora, choosing a variety of R&B and Pop music.

“It’s nice” I smiled, hearing the music come alive through his speakers.

Chris kept the volume low enough that it was still soothing, but loud enough to cover up most of the lovemaking to come.

“You like it mom?” he exclaimed.

“Yeah! If you were a few years older, I’d love to dance with you in a club to this!”

“I’d have to be quite a few years older, mom” he chuckled. “And I doubt we would be dancing long” he said, getting behind me.

“What kind of girl do you take me for?!” I joked, grinding against his cock.

“The kind that fucks her own son, on a school night, when her husband’s home” he answered, humping me from behind.

“Oh we’ll be doing much more than that soon!” I giggled, bringing his hand to my hips.

“Ok, let’s cut all the foreplay. It’s not like you’re taking mommy out on a first date!” I said, turning around to kiss him.

With all the grinding from our dance, Chris was hard again, almost at full length. And as the two of us continued to make out over the music, we both got more into it.

“I want you to fuck mommy right here! Against the wall!” I exclaimed, hugging it as I spread my ass out for him.

“ass or pussy mom?”

“Whatever one you want, honey! Mommy needs to be filled!”

I got my answer when I felt Chris’ cock slowly circling my asshole, stretching the rim until he could slide his head in. I tilted my head to the side, letting me kiss Chris as his cock entered my ass inch by inch.

“Oh fuck! You’re squeezing on purpose mom!” he exclaimed.

I giggled, having nothing to say now that he caught me. I continued to tighten my asshole, making it harder and harder for Chris to get his entire cock inside. He was persistent though, gradually rocking in an out until it loosened enough for him to fully fuck me.

“Yes!! Auuggh! Your cock feels so good in mommy!” I moaned.

Chris had me pressed against the wall, hammering his cock in as fast as possible now that the music gave us enough cover. I was doing my best to meet his tempo, fucking him back each time he thrust forward. With nothing to hold onto, Chris had grabbed both my wrists, holding them behind my back as he gave me wave after wave of pleasure.

“Why’d you slow down?!” I exclaimed.

“I heard footsteps”

“Fine. Let’s move to your bed then” I compromised.

Chris nodded his head in agreement, feeling much safer that we were no longer fucking 5 feet from his door. I scrambled into my favorite anal position; doggy with my head down against his bed and my ass higher up in the air.

He loved it too, giving him a great view of my ass and the only positon where he could go balls deep with ease.

“Hurry up and fuck mommy!” I screamed impatiently.

Chris knew better than to disobey, well aware of how I had punished him in the past. His cock picked up right where he left off, only reaching even further in my asshole than before. But before I could really enjoy it, there was a loud knock on Chris’ door.

“Chris, Dear? Isn’t the music a bit loud for studying” he asked, jiggling the locked door. “Could I come in?”

“What do you want?” I yelled, trying to sound normal.

Chris must’ve been just as horny as me because he showed no signs of stopping, continuing to pump his cock in me like his life depended on it.

“I just wanted to see how you guys were doing?” Charles asked.

“We’re fine. The music helps –Augh!” I moaned, cutting myself off.

“uuuuggghhh” I panted, biting down on Chris’ bed sheets.

“Dear?”

“The music is relaxing, that’s- Ahhh YES!!”

He went silent for a few seconds, letting me enjoy my son’s cock in peace. I didn’t know if he realized what was happening, nor did I care.

“Keep fucking mommy! Don’t stop!” I whispered, turning around to look at Chris.

Sweat was pouring down his face now, and whether he intended it or not, he was fucking me to the beat of the song; his gorgeous cock making sweet music with my ass.

“Uhm. Okay. Do guys you need anything?” Charles asked, sounding more and more pitiful.

My husband probably did suspect something weird going on, just not this. After all, if he hadn’t picked up on any of the flirting Chris and I had done throughout the evening, then there was no real reason to expect he would now.

“No we’re fine!” I answered.

“Oh okay. I’m going to prepare some fruit if you-“

“Actually on second thought, wait” I asked.

I could feel my orgasm building, and I wanted my husband to be there, to be right outside the door as I came from the pleasure of my son’s cock.

“What do we – OH! – what do we have?!”

“Shouldn’t you know dear, you bought them today right?” he chuckled.

“Yes! But I forgot! Just list them off for meeee!!!!” I moaned.

I was so happy the song had changed, moving to a quicker beat that more adequately covered my screams of pleasure. I’m sure he could still hear them, but it was probably hard to tell when intertwined with the natural music from the song.

“I think there were some strawberries…maybe apples… and oranges-“

“Yes! Yes! Oranges would be great!”

“FuccckK! I’m gonna cum!” I whispered, trying to be my quietest.

I had no idea what my husband said next, my climax completely overriding all my other senses. I knew Chris had said something too, turning me over so I could lie on my back.

“Dear? Dear? Would that be okay?”

“Yeah!” I blurted out, not knowing what I agreed to.

It was only then that my husband left downstairs.

“You look so damn sexy mom!” Chris whispered, still thrusting into me.

I was surprised at his endurance, almost shocked that he was still going so hard. But just as I was about to commend him, Chris came too, filling my ass up. I could feel his warm seed flowing deep in my anal canal, load after load.

“Oh! Fuck me again!” I laughed, watching Chris fall to my side.

“I can’t!” he panted, wheezing for breath. “I feel like…I feel like I just ran a marathon”

I giggled loudly, finding it both funny and cute how exhausted he looked.

“Mommy was just joking!” l smiled. “You can rest for now!”

“That was so hot mom. I can’t believe we just did that and you were moaning so loud. There’s no way dad couldn’t hear!”

“I’m sure even if he did, he would have no idea what it was. It’s been a very long time since your dad’s heard me moan in the bedroom” I joked.

“Rest up honey, I’ll be back in a bit” I said, wiping off some the sweat from his forehead with his tossed aside t-shirt.

“what do you mean?” he chuckled.

“You didn’t think we were done, did you honey?” I giggled. “I’m just going to make sure your dad won’t bother us anymore. I think I’ve toyed with him enough for today” I smiled.

I left Chris’ room and did a quick wipe down instead of taking the shower I probably needed. I wanted my husband to see me in my post-fuck glory, to smell his son’s cum that was now leaking out of my ass.

“Dear! Try them, they’re really sweet!” Charles exclaimed, presenting me with a plateful of sliced oranges.

“They’re not bad” I replied.

I could see that he had noticed my presentation, the slightly messed up hair and remaining perspiration on my forehead. But also as I expected, he didn’t mention it, too scared to say anything that would anger me.

“So, you finished helping Chris?”

“No” I answered, grabbing another piece. “Just came down to get some snacks and water. I’ll probably be helping him most of the night”

“Are you sure? You seem a bit…off today” he said, carefully choosing his words. “I could take over if you wanted to just relax a bit.”

As much as I wanted to tell him off, I didn’t want him to spoil the rest of my night.

“No, it’s okay. Just had a really long first day back from vacation, that’s all. I think my period’s not helping either” I lied, not thinking much of it.

“Oh! That’s why it’s been so…rough for you today! I was worried it was something else bothering you” he exclaimed with a look of relief.

I was stunned. We were married almost 20 years and he still hardly new me at all.

“Yes! Because anytime I’ve ever been upset, its’ because I was on my period! No, it couldn’t possibly be something else! It had to be the hormones, right?!” I thought.

I wanted to slap him right there, knock some sense into him. But, as stupid as his comment was, it did help relieve some of the tension. Sure, I wanted to fool around with Chris in front of him, but I didn’t need him acting the way he was now; waiting at my hand and feet, not giving me any space to breathe. I’d rather my husband go back to his usual clueless self, allowing Chris and I to get away with more at our leisure.

“What else would be bothering me?” I asked softly, giving him my fake smile.

“Nothing. Nothing. I was just…talking in general. Here, you guys can have the other plate I prepared” he said quickly.

“That’s what I thought” I said quietly under my breath.

But as he handed over the plate of sliced oranges, I couldn’t help but laugh a little. It looked like he was giving me a gift, a gift for fucking his own son.

“Don’t wait up for me. Chris seemed to have a lot of material to go over” I said, leaving.

“No problem! I have to prepare for tomorrow’s meeting anyways” he exclaimed, looking much more relaxed.

Chris had changed shirts by the time I came back, messing around on his laptop.

“What you doing?”

“Playing a game with Jake and Pete, but I can –“

“No it’s okay honey. You finished all your school work right?”

“Yeah, right before dinner. It was a little rough with Jess asking for help too, but I got it done”

“Good! Go ahead and play your game, and I’ll find some way to keep myself busy” I giggled, sliding my hand up his leg and towards his cock.

“I already got rid of your dad, so we have plenty of time to play. Just make sure you’re ready to fuck mommy when he takes his nightly shower” I smiled.

Author’s Note:

Like I said in the intro, I have decided to run both series 3 of Jen and Chris as well as Lily’s series in parallel. The first reason is there has been a lot of requests for me to continue this series and second, I intend to have a few cross-over chapters where Lily re-enters Jen and Chris’ house for a few days. No worries, Lily’s series will still be able to stand on its own as the events will not take place until after series 1 wraps. Also, Chapter 4 for Lily will be out Tomorrow night or Monday night (US time.) I will attempt to do a chapter of each series every 10 days or so depending on schedule. If there are questions, please PM me or leave in the comment section and I will do my best to explain without spoiling anything. Otherwise, I look forward to reading your comments and suggestions.

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