Last Resort - Sex Stories

Last Resort

... length curly hair, and a nice pair of b cup tits. She almost looks like she’s dying on the inside right now, like she’s being held here against her will. She’s trying her best to cover up by folding her arms and squeezing her legs shut as tight as she can. Well, what better way to bring someone out of their comfort zone than a bit of company. I head over to her, saying in a joking tone,

“First time?”

“Is it that obvious?” she asks,

“Well, you’re covering up in a nudist resort, so...a bit.”

“Yeah. I just wanted to see what this was like. A cousin of mine made me promise to try it as soon as I turned 18, so here I am. It’s a bit...different than I expected.”

“It is overwhelming, huh? It’s always a fun thought until it’s actually executed.”

“Truer words have never been spoken.”

We share a light chuckle at the statement. It seems she’s opening up a bit. Now, if only she’d do so literally.

“So you plan on covering up forever?”

“No...I just...Need time to...get used to it. I probably should’ve mentally come to terms with it before, but...I don’t know. It’s weird.”

“Well, why not just start with one person at a time?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, if dozens of people at once cause this much discomfort, why don’t you just practice with a single guy first?”

“How?”

“Well, we could just go back to your place and you’ll see that there’s nothing to worry about.”

“I-...I don’t know...I don’t even know you.”

“Exactly. I’m just like ...

... everyone else here. Just someone who you’re gonna be passing by every day until you leave. No creepy comments, no unwanted stares, no reason for shielding yourself. Think of it like adjusting to a pool.”

She takes a moment to give it some thought. She then looks at me, saying,

“Um...Ok...Just-...just please don’t be weird.”

“You have my word,” I reply, “Just practice. Nothing more.”

“Thank you. Oh, and by the way, I’m Opal.”

“Chris. Nice to meet ya.”

She leads me to her room and before long, she gives permission to unload a few days of stress. And what makes it even better is she’s still a virgin. Of course, until I fixed that. She’s so tight. Her moans are heaven to the ears. This is why reserved girls are the best. Her cute little face as she rides me is euphoria that rivals no other.

“That’s it, ride my cock,” I encourage, basking in the feel of her soft chest, “Move your hips. Yeah, just like that. Fuck, you look so sexy.”

She blushes from my words, still enjoying herself as she rides me. I love this place so much. Mom really had the right idea to come here. I love her so much. She’s the best. Yeah. Mom’s the greatest. She’s so fucking great. Opal snaps me out of my thoughts, saying,

“Y-you can-...go harder...if you wa-”

I accept her proposal, earning a shocked “Eep!” as I switch our positions and pin her to the bed. I then start thrusting in and out of her, garnering more moans of approval as she grips onto the sheets. Her moans are even more ...