Last Resort - Sex Stories

Last Resort

... just be gross and messy.

I take care of my hygienics before getting dressed and heading to bed. As I settle in on my side of the bed and try to drift off to sleep, it soon proves to be a bit of a challenge as mom starts making uncomfortable noises in her sleep. She starts giggling and lightly moaning as she enjoys her subconscious utopia. Ok, I’m happy for her, I really am, but she’s really making me consider purchasing a room for myself.

Eventually, I manage to doze off and get a decent amount of sleep. When I wake up, I notice that it’s a bit earlier than when I typically wake up. I look at the clock, absolutely stunned. It’s 8:34. AM. Huh. So this is what it’s like to be up at the same time as a productive human being.

I look over at mom, who’s still sleeping like a baby. She looks so peaceful. The more I observe her, the more I realize how she was the best thing that guy experienced in this place. I think I’m getting a bit...jealous. And that’s enough of that thought. Time to get the day started.

I tend to my hygiene and take a look at the activities list to see what I can do at this hour. Ooo, looks like the hot springs are open. Awesome. Gives me the chance to look at these mountains. And that’s always a treat.

After stealthily making my way out of the room, being sure not to wake mom up, I head over to the hot springs. Once I’m there, I waste no time taking my seat and taking in the serenity of the setting before me. Nature really is the perfect ...

... picture. A true work of art. Kudos to whoever’s idea it was. What’s even better is the fact that I’m all alone. I guess it’s too early for people to wander about. The ultimate win.

But as I’m basking in the sight of the mountains and trees and the feeling of soothing hot water on my body, I hear someone step into the water and sit right next to me. I then hear mom’s voice saying,

“Nice, isn’t it?”

“Understatement of the century,” I reply, never taking my eyes off the scenery,

“I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself.”

“Well, from the looks of the results last night, it would seem that I’m not the only one enjoying myself.”

Silence. I look over to her and she’s as red as a cherry. I chuckle before saying,

“There’s no reason to be embarrassed. You’re paying for all of this. If you wanna do the dance with no pants like it’s France with no romance, who am I to judge?”

“You’re just hellbent on embarrassing your mommy, aren’t you?” she says, placing her face in her hands, “You’re so mean.”

“It doesn’t have to be embarrassing. It’s human nature. Like I said yesterday, we’re both adults. We know what’s going on. So why run from it? Plus, remember where you are. The embarrassment feature shouldn’t even be working in your mind. We’re literally walking around naked. So relax.”

She takes a breath, calming herself down before nodding.

“You’re right...Yeah, you’re right,” she says, “It’s the nature of the resort. No shame. No embarrassment.”

“Exactly. So how was ...