The tickets were originally for my mom and her close friends.
They plan to take a cruise during the summer to explore various exotic islands. Unfortunately, my mom’s friend had some last-minute issues at work and had to cancel the trip a few days before the trip. The tickets are non-refundable. My mother tried to find other people to go with her, but since most of her friends were also lawyers, no one could go on such short notice.
This is where I come in.
In desperation, my mother reluctantly invited me to go on a cruise, and I reluctantly agreed. This was certainly not what she had in mind when she bought the expensive tickets and got rid of her busy schedule. In the end she just smiled.
Once the cruise started, the awkwardness disappeared. Who doesn’t love touring a foreign country? Plus, we’ve always been close, and we’re about to get even closer…
***
After breakfast we went to the beach. After getting tired from swimming, I walked towards my mother on the shore. She was lying on a big towel under a big umbrella. Because she had just finished swimming and was a little wet.
She wore a tiny bikini that showed off her curves and sexy figure. She bought it when she thought she was going on vacation with her close friends instead of me. When she first started traveling, she covered herself with a t-shirt or dress, but eventually she showed off her bikini body without any shame.
“Can we stay here?” I asked jokingly, lying down on the same blanket next to her.
“I hope.”
She closed her eyes and rested. She looked quite relaxed. It was a nice change of pace for her as she usually worked long hours as a barrister. I admired her dark body for a moment, then looked away.
“Do you think the next island will be as beautiful as this one?”
“Apparently so,” he replied, opening his eyes and looking at me. “It’s only going to get better the more I know. I can’t wait to see what happens next.”
“I can’t.”
We both took it easy and enjoyed the warm weather on the beach.
***
The next day was even hotter. We headed to the cruise ship with our luggage and a few other passengers. We were all wearing t-shirts and shorts and flip-flops on our feet.
On the way to the boat, we saw a local man selling fresh juice at a stall. Other tourists were queuing up to buy his drink before boarding the boat. People commented on the taste of the juice and even bought extra juice. It looked perfect for a hot day.
“Are you thirsty?” Mother asked.
“Oh, yeah. Absolutely. If I don’t drink one of these drinks, I might melt.”
When my mother and I arrived at the stall, the rest of the tourists had already left. My mother always hesitated when ordering food or drinks, so she stood there for a while looking at the menu.
“What can it be, Miss?” said the islander in a very friendly tone.
“I’m not sure yet,” she replied. “What do you suggest?”
As I stood beside my mother, the man smiled.
“What a lovely couple,” he said, smiling. “People who are in love are good, no matter what their age.”
The locals thought my mom and I were dating, which was funny to me. But it wasn’t so funny to my mom.
My mother looked embarrassed. “Oh no, we’re not…”
“Don’t be shy, Miss. Love is the most beautiful thing on this planet. There’s no need to be shy. I’ve seen a lot of it here.”
I playfully put my arm around my mom. “Thanks for being so open-minded.”
The man smiled wider. “I have the perfect drink for a lovely couple like you. Look.”
He goes to work, takes all kinds of oddly shaped fruits, cleverly chops them up and puts them into a blender. The fruits he used were very strange and I had never seen them before. When he was done, he poured the fresh juice into a large cardboard container and handed it to us.
“Thank you,” said mother politely. “Which fruit did you eat?”
“My very special recipe. Perfect for couples. You’ll see later. Well done!”
The man’s tone was full of hints, which made people feel a little scared. He seemed thrilled and curious at the idea of my mother and me becoming a couple.
“How much does it cost?” said mother, reaching into her purse.
“Take this, free.”
“Please, I insisted, how much? I can’t take it for free.”
She shook her head at him. “You two are very nice people, just keep your money, it’s free, you can pay next time.”
Mother smiled and said, “You are a very lovely person, thank you.”
“Drink it well. The fruit is very special. Drink it little by little. It will work slowly and is very good for fertility.”
My mother and I were shocked when he mentioned “birth.” I wanted to laugh, but my mother looked embarrassed. After the man left a large tip, we headed to the cruise ship that was about to depart.
***
After an hour. The ship left the port and many passengers were standing outside to see the island one last time. My mother and I stood together on the deck drinking juice. We all agreed that the drink was delicious no matter what it was.
“The view is amazing,” he said, looking out to sea. “I never get tired of it. It really takes your breath away.”
“That’s right. I’m glad you invited me.”
“Who are you?” asked mother, raising her eyebrows.
“Yes, of course,” I replied, as if defending myself. “Why wouldn’t I?”
“It’s alright. You’ve looked a little uneasy about the whole arrangement a few times since the trip began. That’s all.”
“Because you’re my mom and we’re constantly surrounded by people kissing?” I replied playfully. “That might have something to do with it.”
“Quite right,” he nodded. “This is an unusual situation. I don’t mind if it bothers you.”
“What happens when the person selling us these drinks thinks we’re on a date?”
“So what?” he asked.
“You look really embarrassed.”
“it’s different.”
“Why?”
“That’s it,” she replied seriously. “Women are judged differently. Maybe he thinks I’m some ‘cougar’ who goes after younger guys. Maybe that’s why he’s smiling so much.”
“Mom, you’re overreacting. It’s just a misunderstanding. It’s not a big deal. Besides, you look good. He thinks you could attract a handsome guy like me. You should be happy.”
“Are you telling me how I should feel?” she asked playfully but seriously.
I shrugged. “At least he gave us plenty of this juice that tasted good.”
We both drank a lot of the fresh juice we had and then mother smiled in agreement.
“I certainly can’t argue with that.”
***
Afterwards, we relaxed in our small room. My mother and I have separate beds. I was lying on the bed watching TV while my mother was lying on the bed reading brochures for the next place we were going to.
She also drank too much of the island’s freshly squeezed juice and couldn’t get enough of it.
“I hope you’re interested in scuba diving,” she said, flipping through the pages. “The reef looks amazing. I’d love to see it up close.”
“Actually, I’m interested. I’ve always wanted to go scuba diving.”
“It’s amazing. It’s a first for both of us.”
“Yes.” I replied passively, still looking at the TV.
“So it’s settled then.”
Out of the corner of my eye I saw my mother staring at me, which made me feel a little uncomfortable and embarrassed. I looked at my mother and saw a faint loving smile on her face.
“How can I help you?” I asked jokingly.
“I think it’s great that we finally get to spend so much time together. I’m busy with work and you’re busy with college.”
“Mom, we meet every day.”
“It’s different. You’re becoming adults. One day, when you have kids, you’ll understand what I mean.”
Before I could answer, the onboard intercom system suddenly activated, and we heard the incoming message:
Attention all passengers,
This is the Captain speaking. Don’t panic, but there has been an incident of accidental release of insects illegally stored by passengers on this ship. None of these insects are currently considered dangerous.
As a precaution, we urge all passengers to remain in their rooms for the next few hours while our staff work to restore safety.
Thank you all for your cooperation. We will let you know once the ship is cleared.
Captain Johnson
Suddenly a feeling of nervousness started appearing in mother’s eyes.
“Oh my gosh,” she said. “I hope nobody got hurt.”
“It’ll be fine. The Captain just said there’s no danger. We’ll stay in the room until everything is back to normal.”
She nodded. “You’re probably right. That’s just our plan for tonight.”
“I know. We’re just quarantining right now. I guess we’re stuck together.”
“You say that as if it’s a bad thing,” she said with a maternal look on her face.
“No way,” I replied, trying to defuse the situation. “I don’t mind being locked in a room with you.”
A playful, yet suspicious expression flashed across her face. “Looks like we’ll be here for a while before dinner. I really need a long nap. It’s been a long day.”
“I know me too.”
Mom put the brochures and empty cups away, lay down on the bed and closed her eyes. I turned off the TV and did the same. Nothing better to do.
***
After an hour. I woke up with an intense sensation between my legs. Whatever the reason, my heart rate started increasing. Something was happening to me, but I didn’t know what and why.
A few seconds later my penis was fully erect inside my shorts. It immediately swelled and hurt a lot. An intense desire ran through her body.
My mother was not in the other bed . I didn’t see her around. I got out of bed and saw that the bathroom door was closed, which clearly meant she was in there.
I lay back on the bed. My erection started throbbing harder. Since my mom was still in the bathroom I decided to settle the matter as quickly as possible. No choice. When my raging hard cock was free I stroked it faster. I started to walk faster when I heard the sound of water running in the bathroom. My mom would be out soon. It didn’t take me long to come so I quickly wiped it with a tissue next to me and threw it in the trash.
I heard the bathroom door open and I did my best to look relaxed. My heart was still beating fast and for some reason I was still excited, but I tried to act natural.
Mom came out of the bathroom looking tired. I noticed that her forehead was wet, probably sweaty, and she seemed out of breath. She didn’t say anything. She just walked to the bed and collapsed on it.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
“I’m fine, sweetheart. I think I must have eaten something.”
“Oh. Well, I hope you’re feeling better.”
He placed his hand on his forehead and closed his eyes.
“Thank you.”
Somehow, my erection came alive again. My sexual stamina has always been good, but never this good. I stood up and walked towards the bathroom while my mom’s eyes were still closed and the bulge in my shorts was not covered.
While I was masturbating in the bathroom, I lost track of time. At least 15 minutes must have passed. My cock was still throbbing as before. I poured a lot of cum into the toilet and flushed it. Then I washed my hands.
Before I could open the bathroom door, I heard a sound that made me instantly freeze. I thought I heard a moan coming from our room. I’m not sure. I stood still, just in case. I put my ear to the door to hear better. Then I heard it again. Another moan. It was my mom’s moan. She must have been masturbating!
At that moment, everything made sense. My mother had already come out of the bathroom with beads of sweat on her forehead because she was masturbating as vigorously as I was. That’s why she looked so tired when she lay down. Whatever affected me, affected her too. The sound made it clear that she was more excited than me. Her moans were getting louder, but I could tell she was trying to keep her voice down.
Hearing her pleasure sounds made me excited again. I resisted the urge to masturbate again. Instead, I just put my ear to the door and listened to my mom. The sound stopped after a loud moan. She must have finished it. She must have reached climax. I waited a while to make sure. Then I opened the door and left the bathroom.
I saw my mother lying on the bed with a nervous face. Her hand was on her forehead and I could see her chest rising and falling with her heavy breathing.
“Mom, are you sure you’re okay?” I asked again.
I was lying on the bed and my mother started looking at me.
“I’m fine, why do you ask?”
“I don’t know, you look a little uncomfortable.”
“I must have eaten something,” he replied.
“Me too.”
We both lay on the bed. I did my best to recover from two powerful orgasms in a row while trying to resist the urge to masturbate again.
“Do you have the same… umm… digestive problems?” she asked anxiously.
“what do you mean?”
Her eyes lit up. “I think you know exactly what I mean.”
“Okay, I admit it. “I’m so agitated right now. I don’t know what’s going on.”
“Oh my god, what do you think is the cause?” She sighed. “Do you think it has something to do with the quarantine on this ship? Maybe it has something to do with the bugs that escaped. Maybe there’s something they’re not telling us?”
“Maybe. I don’t know what happened.”
“There must be something on this ship.”
I thought as I glanced around the room. Then I noticed a large box of juice that we had received before leaving the island.
“I think I know what the problem is,” I said confidently.
“What is the matter? Tell me.”
I pointed to the juice. “Remember that man on the island said that special fruit could lead to fertility? Maybe that’s what he meant. The fruit he gave us must be some sort of powerful aphrodisiac.”
Mom leaned back and sighed. “Oh my god. I had a few drinks! My hormones are killing me. It feels like I’m burning inside.”
“Me too.”
“We’re stuck here and there’s nothing we can do about it.”
“I thought you didn’t mind hanging out with us?” I asked jokingly, trying to lighten the mood.
“This is no time to joke around. I have a serious medical emergency. We both have it and we need treatment as soon as possible.”
“Mom, I think you’re overreacting. This will be over soon.”
“How do you know?” he asked.
“Because it’s just a fruit. Apparently it’s very effective, but if it was that dangerous everyone would be warned.”
“I think you’re right. It hurts inside, though. It hurts. I hope we can find a cure.”
“We already know the cure. How many times have you masturbated so far?” I asked and instantly regretted it.
Mom immediately shot me a stern look. It was the kind of dangerous look that only a struggling prosecuting attorney could give and still look sexy.
“This has nothing to do with you sir.”
“Sorry, I just wanted to help.”
She sighed and collected her thoughts. “Don’t be sorry, this is an unusual situation. The answer is three. I’ve touched myself three times in the last hour and it still hurts.”
I was surprised he answered this question.
“Oh. I’ve done it twice. And I still feel the same as you.”
“Oh my god, I can’t believe that guy gave us these fruits,” she sighed.
“Maybe he didn’t expect us to drink so much at once. He warned us to drink slowly. He knew it was fast.”
She sighed again. “We will have to wait here until the quarantine is over. In the meantime, if we need privacy to meet our needs, we will go to the bathroom to relieve ourselves. Agree?”
“That makes sense,” I replied.
“Sorry.”
Mom’s face turned red, she got up from the bed and walked quickly towards the bathroom. The bathroom door is very thin. After closing the door, I heard the faint sound of my mother taking off her clothes. Then came mother’s soft moans, probably from touching herself.
Her pleasurable voice instantly aroused me again. I had never fantasized about my mom before, but I always thought she could be very attractive sometimes. I loved her looks and beauty. At that moment, I found myself thinking about what she looked like while masturbating in the bathroom. I tried to imagine what her wet pussy would look like, what the expression on her face was, what her naked breasts looked like. I feel guilty about it, but I can’t resist.
After listening to my mom’s pleasure for a few minutes, I finally decided to masturbate to her voice. As I reached out to touch myself, I heard the toilet flushing. Then I heard her washing her hands.
When she came out of the bathroom, I positioned myself so that she couldn’t see my cock sticking out of my shorts in a vulgar way. Her face showed a mix of relief and disappointment. It was clear she had just reached climax, but I could tell she wanted more. She wasn’t fully satisfied yet and neither was I.
“Feeling better?” I asked, not knowing what to say.
Mother was lying on the bed looking at the ceiling.
“A little bit,” she replied. “I’m surprised you didn’t experience the same horrific reaction as I did.”
“I definitely feel the same way.”
His eyes suddenly fell on my body. “Oh now I understand.”
I looked down to see what mom was referring to and I noticed my penis was sticking out of my shorts. I immediately readjusted my body to cover it up.
“Sorry about that.”
She thought for a moment. “My hormones are still incredibly strong. Are yours the same?”
“Almost. I’ve never felt like this before.”
“I’ll regret this one day, but why don’t we make a compromise?”
I looked at him curiously. “What kind of deal?”
“We can help each other,” she says plainly. “I know it sounds really scary, but I think it will be a lot easier for us to handle this situation if we help each other. What do you think?”
I couldn’t believe my mother. If I didn’t know better, I would have thought she was offering me a chance to get rid of my sex drive and vice versa. This was the last thing I expected her to say.
“What do you mean?” I asked to clarify something.
“Well, I’m not sure yet, but I’m tired of running back and forth to the bathroom. I’m sure you feel the same way. I just heard you masturbating loudly in the bathroom.”
“Oh,” I replied awkwardly. “The bathroom door is very thin, and I heard you masturbating.”
Her eyes widened. “Are you listening to me?”
I shook my head. “Every moan.”
“Oh my god, why didn’t you knock on the door and tell me? I could have stayed or kept quiet.”
“I didn’t want to trouble you. Besides, this matter is quite embarrassing.”
“You’re right,” she replied. “What about that? Do you think we should help each other in this situation? Or would you like us to take turns using the bathroom?”
I knew the answer immediately. At that moment, I wanted to do something with her so badly. Our hormones were raging and even though she was my own mother, touching her felt amazing. But at the same time, I didn’t want to seem too excited or she would think I was a pervert, so I answered cautiously.
