Suggest a vacation to a foreign country, where you can really put pressure on your dad’s bank account
From Create Your Own Story
m |
|||
| Line 1: | Line 1: | ||
| - | “Mom, let’s go to | + | “Mom, let’s go to Europe.” |
She turns and looks at you, giving you a very interesting angle on her now F cup tits. Even as she gives you a skeptical look, her stomach, filled to the brim only an hour ago, grumbles a plea. “We couldn’t, Brandon, it would cost so much!” | She turns and looks at you, giving you a very interesting angle on her now F cup tits. Even as she gives you a skeptical look, her stomach, filled to the brim only an hour ago, grumbles a plea. “We couldn’t, Brandon, it would cost so much!” | ||
Current revision as of 21:47, 21 February 2021
“Mom, let’s go to Europe.”
She turns and looks at you, giving you a very interesting angle on her now F cup tits. Even as she gives you a skeptical look, her stomach, filled to the brim only an hour ago, grumbles a plea. “We couldn’t, Brandon, it would cost so much!”
“No way, I’ve been looking into it and it’s actually really cheap.” In reality, you’ve racked up a list of the most expensive options you could take- first class plane tickets, a month or more in a five-star hotel, with as much wine as you can buy in the minibar...
“I don’t know, Brandon, where would we even go?”
“France.” You confidently declare your destination, which happens to have a lax view on nude beaches and whose language is the only other one she knows. “Southern France. It’ll be great.”
“Wouldn’t your father want to come? He works all the time.”
One shared look puts that idea to bed. “Come on, Mom, you deserve it. After everything you do for this family...”
She bites her lip. You suspect she knows you’re fibbing about the costs, and you also suspect that she doesn’t care. “Okay, but when?”
“Four days from now. I kinda sorta already bought the tickets...” You pretend to look sheepish long enough for her to turn and hug you, sandwiching your face between her tits and your dick between her thighs. It takes quite a bit of willpower to resist blowing a load right there, but you manage.
As she turns back to the TV, you ask yourself the question you’ve been denying all this time: is it the right time to finally seduce her and bear the incestuous fruits of your labor? As she casually grinds her round, jiggly ass right into your crotch in an effort to get cozy, you find it hard to say no.
- Finally fuck your mom that very night
- Spend the next four days buying her expensive outfits for the trip
- Gear up the constant groping but refrain from sex
| You are possessing: |
|---|
| 12th Grade Boy |
