1. Last Resort Ch. 2


    Date: 12/1/2023, Categories: Fiction Consensual Sex Erotica Exhibitionism Incest Male / Older Female, Male/Female Oral Sex Author: Eccho 

    “Mgn~! hah~! hah~! hah~!...Yeah~!...Right there~!...Ahn~...Fuck, don’t stop~. Please, don’t stop~. I’m so close~. So close~....AGN~!!!”

I’m really getting good at this it would seem. I bask in the taste of Tamera’s sweet cum on my tongue as she rides out her orgasm. I then maneuver up her body and plant a kiss on her soft lips as she’s drunk with pleasure.

“You ready, baby girl?” I ask after breaking the kiss as I press my member against her pussy,

Her face becomes even more flushed than before as the adorable bashful look on her face grows. Looks like someone has a new favorite nickname. She then nods her head, giving me the green light to continue. And after sliding inside of her tight cunt and enjoying the sweet moans from her, I thrust my hips back and forth, savoring the soft feel of her cunt.

And for the next half hour of the performance, she proves to be quite the partner. She rides like a pro. Her mouth is otherworldly. Her cute little butt is immaculate. She’s just incredible. Just like the other girls here. There hasn’t been a single disappointing run in yet. They’re all so sexy. They’re all so eager. They’re all so...so...underwhelming.

I can’t fight it anymore. None of them. Not a single one of these girls compares to her. It sucks, but it’s true. Sex with mom was the greatest sex I’ve ever had and it’s not even close. She tasted the best. She felt the best. She sounded like an angel. It’s no contest.

I hate feeling like this. I really ...
    ... do. But it’s just the unfortunate truth. My own mother puts every other girl to shame when it comes to sex. No matter how much I want that to change, no matter how many girls I fuck to take my mind off of it, it doesn’t change. Why does this have to be the case?!

Once we both reach our orgasms, Tamara leans down and burrows into my chest, giggling as she catches her breath.

“Hah~...Hah~...That was...So...Good.”

“Heheh...Glad you...enjoyed it.”

“Ugh. I wish I could stay here longer. Who am I gonna go to now that you’re no longer with me? My boyfriend’s not even half as good as you are.”

“Hey, don’t cry because it’s over. Smile because it happened. And then celebrate because we’ve got technology now and we can text whenever we want.”

“Oh, right. Phones exist. But how do I know you won’t forget about me and just latch onto the next pretty girl that crosses your path?”

“What? How could I ever forget about you? You are so special to me. You’re not just pussy and a pair of tits. You’re so much more than that. You’re different from all these other sluts. We have a connection.”

“Alright, what’s my last name, Casanova?”

“...Ok, fine, ya got me.”

“See? Just treat this as what it is: just a fling. Nothing more.”

“That’s the plan. Heh. You’d be surprised with the amount of girls who genuinely fall for that speech.”

“Duh. You’re dealing with girls just entering adulthood who are just now discovering what sex is. Of course they feel special, you ...
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