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 

    ... used to run through so many names without a second thought when I was your age. But now look at me. I’m done after a single guy until the next day. It’s just a constant reminder that my youth is dead and gone. Soon, I’ll be needing aspirin just to wake up. Not to mention the fact that these are my final few years of being wanted by any man. It’s not a fun thought.”

Wow. I didn’t think about that. I guess that’s another downside about this place other than the mixup. She may look like she’s not a day over 25 but how she feels is a different story entirely. Poor thing.

“Alright, look,” I start, “I could lie. I could say you’re wrong and you’ve got so many years ahead of you. I could say whatever it took to make you feel that false sense of security. But I’m not gonna do any of that. Instead of telling you, I’m gonna help show you.”

“And how are you gonna do that?”

“By helping you, of course. I’ve seen some girls who have dads here that I never pursued because I don’t want my neck broken. So if you work your magic there, you’re definitely gonna fulfill those desires and it’ll prove to you that you’re wrong and you’ve still got it.”

She looks at me with newfound hope in her eyes before saying,

“You think so?”

“Oh, I know so. You just need a confidence boost is all. And what better way to boost confidence than getting lucky multiple times in a day?”

“...Yeah. Yeah, you’re right. That’s all I need.”

“See? Don’t count yourself out just yet, mom. You’re ...
    ... still a sexy woman who can get any guy she wants.”

“Heh. Thanks, Chris.”

“Any time, mom.”

We then share a hug with me internally recoiling because of the leftover mess from her guy. After that, we get back to American Dad with me feeling a newfound sense of jovialness. I’m actually gonna help my mom get laid to help her self esteem. Not the most typical way for a boy to achieve that goal, but whatever.

The next day approaches and mom and I head down to the food court where we scout out potential playmates. Eventually, we see the perfect pair. A sexy nineteen year old for me and an admittedly blessed and disciplined hunk of a man for her. I mean, I’m not saying I would...but I’m not fully saying I wouldn’t.

“Alright,” I say to her, “Perfect specimens right there. Just go over there and I guarantee you he’ll melt for you.”

She takes a few breaths before nodding and heading over to them, leaving me to sit here and watch her work. Once she reaches them, Mr. sex appeal is instantly intrigued. A surprise to no one. They exchange some words with mom clearly pretending to laugh at his corny jokes that his daughter rolls her eyes at. Mom then goes for the kill and suggests they go somewhere more private with him graciously agreeing before she leads him back to our room. Gotta love it when a plan comes together. And speaking of which, it’s about time for me to secure my plans for the moment.

So after minutes of waiting so I don’t make it too obvious what’s going on, I ...
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