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Quarantined with Mom


The tickets were originally for my mother and her close friend.

They were set to go on a cruise ship and explore different exotic islands during the peak of summer. Unfortunately, mom's friend had a last minute issue at work, and she had to cancel a few days before the trip was supposed to start. The tickets were non-refundable. My mother tried to find someone else to go with her, but since most of her friends are also lawyers, none of them could go on such short notice.

That's where I came in.

With no other options left, my mother reluctantly invited me to the cruise trip. And I reluctantly agreed. The whole thing was obviously awkward. How fun could a summer vacation to exotic islands be if it's just a mother & son together? It definitely wasn't what she had in mind when she bought the expensive tickets and cleared her busy schedule. In the end, she just laughed about it.

The awkwardness was gone the moment the cruise started. Who wouldn't enjoy a cruise to exotic locations? Besides, we've always been close, and we were about to become even closer...


We played on the beach after having breakfast. It was shaping up to be another fun day on the island, and we both enjoyed the sun. The sky was a bright shade of blue. The sun was blazing hot. The water was shining. I lost track of how long I was swimming.

After my arms became tired, I got back to the beach and enjoyed the sights of the exotic island, and all of the beautiful women on it.

I walked towards my mother on the beach. She was laying on a big towel underneath a large beach umbrella. Her body was still slightly wet because she had also just finished swimming. It was weird seeing her in a bikini, since she always dresses properly at home, and she always wears a nice suit to work.

But on the beach, she wore a tight bikini which perfectly showcased her curvy & voluptuous figure. It was a very sexy outfit. She bought it when she thought she was going on vacation with her close friend instead of with me. When the trip first started, she modestly covered herself with either a tshirt or dress, but the weather was just so hot and she loves to go swimming, so she eventually revealed her bikini body without shame. After a while it wasn't such a big deal anymore. The cruise ship tickets were expensive, so we made the best of the awkward situation.

"Can we live here?" I jokingly asked as I laid down next to her on the same blanket, under the shade of the large umbrella.

"I wish."

Her eyes were closed as she rested. She looked incredibly relaxed. It was a nice change of pace for her since she usually works long hours as a trial lawyer. I admired her tanned body for a moment before looking away. Her curves were nice.

"Do you think the next island is going to be as beautiful as this?"

"Apparently so," she replied, opening her eyes to look at me. "From what I hear, it only gets better. I can't wait to see what comes next."

"Neither can I."

Both of us laid back and enjoyed the hot weather on the beach.


The next day was even hotter. It was so hot, that it was uncomfortable. We were walking towards the cruise ship with our luggage, alongside some of the other passengers. We were both wearing a tshirt and shorts, along with flip flops on our feet. As always, it was nice seeing my mother dressed down to something more relaxed. I've always thought of her as a very beautiful woman, and it was nice to see her show it.

On the way to the ship, we saw a local man selling fresh fruit juice from a stand. The other tourists were lining up to buy his drinks before boarding the ship. It was the last attempt of experiencing the exotic island, before leaving to the next island. People commented on how good the juice tasted and even bought some to go. It looked perfect for a hot day.

"Thirsty?" mom asked.

"Oh yeah. Definitely. I'll probably melt if I don't get one of those drinks."

By the time my mother & I got to the stand, the other tourists had already left. So it was just the two of us left to order. My mother has always been indecisive when it came to ordering food or drinks, so she just stood there for a long moment staring at the menu.

"What will it be miss?" the islander said in a very friendly manner.

"I'm not quite sure yet," she replied. "What do you recommend?"

When I stood next to my mother, the man smiled.

"What lovely couple," he said with a big smile. "It's good to see people in love, not caring about age."

The local thought that my mother & I were dating, which was pretty funny to me. It wasn't so amusing to my mom though.

My mother looked so embarrassed. "Oh no, we're not..."

"Don't be ashamed miss. Love is most beautiful thing on planet. No need to be shy. I see plenty around here."

I jokingly wrapped my arm around my mother. "Thank you for being so open minded."

The man only smiled wider. "I have the right drink for lovely couple like yourselves. You'll see."

He went to work, grabbing an assortment of oddly shaped fruits and expertly slicing them, before tossing them in the blender. They fruits he was using were all very exotic, and I had never seen any of them before. When he was done, he poured the fresh fruit juice inside of a large cardboard container and handed it to us.

"Thank you," my mother said politely. "What kinds of fruits did you use?"

"My very special recipe. It's good for loving couples. You'll see later. It's very good."

The man spoke suggestively, which was kind of creepy. He seemed to be really fascinated & intrigued by the idea of my mother & I being a couple.

"How much will this be?" my mother said, reaching inside of her purse.

"For you, free of charge."

"Please, I insist, how much? I can't accept this for free."

He shook his head. "You two are very nice people. Put your money away. This is free. Next time you can pay."

My mother smiled, "You're a very sweet man. Thank you."

"Enjoy the drink, both of you. The fruit is special. Drink little by little. It works slowly. It's very good for fertility."

My mother & I were both taken aback when he mentioned fertility. I wanted to laugh, while my mother looked mortified. After leaving a big tip for the man, we headed to the cruise ship which was set to depart shortly.


An hour later. The ship left the port and many of the passengers stood outside to have a final look at the island. My mother & I stood next to each other on the deck. The view was beyond stunning as expected, but the moment was kind of awkward.

The majority of the passengers on the cruise ship were couples of different ages. As the ship picked up speed and passed through the bright blue water and the massive rocks, many of the couples held & kissed each other, while my mother and I just stood next to each other. The people to the left & right of us were both kissing, while we just looked at the view.

The carton of fruit juice was still in our room, but my mother had poured us some in separate cups. We drank while we looked at the view. We both agreed that the drink was delicious, whatever it was.

"This view is so amazing," she said, looking towards the ocean. "I'll never get tired of it. It really takes your breath away."

"Exactly. I'm really glad you invited me."

"You are?" my mother asked with an eyebrow raised.

"Yeah, of course," I replied, as if defending myself. "Why wouldn't I?"

"Nevermind. It's just seems as though you're a little bit uncomfortable at times with this whole arrangement, ever since the trip started. That's all."

"Because you're my mom, and we're surrounding by people who are constantly kissing?" I playfully replied. "That might have something to do with it."

"Fair enough," she nodded. "It's an unusual situation. I don't mind if you feel uneasy with it."

"What about when the man who sold us these drinks thought we were dating?"

"What about it?" she asked.

"You looked really embarrassed."

"That's different."

"Really? Why?"

"It just is," she replied sternly. "Women are judged differently. He probably thought I was some sort of 'cougar' who chases after young men. That might have been why he was smiling so much."

"You're overreacting mom. It was a simple misunderstanding. It's not that big of a deal. Besides, you look great. You should be flattered that he thinks you can still attract handsome young men like me."

"Are you telling me how I should feel?" she asked playfully, yet sternly.

I shrugged. "At least he gave us a lot of this nice-tasting fruit juice."

We both drank more of the fresh fruit juice we were holding, and then my mother smiled in agreement.

"I certainly can't argue with that."


A few hours passed and we decided to rest in our small room. It was only mid-afternoon and we were already exhausted over all the stuff we did that day. Our room had a large window which gave us a view of the ocean. My mother & I each had large separate beds. I was lounging on my bed watching television, while my mother was on her bed looking at brochures for the next place we were going to visit.

She was also drinking more of the freshly squeezed juice from the island, which she couldn't get enough of.

"I hope you're interested in scuba diving," she said, with her eyes flipping though the pages. "The coral reefs look beautiful. I'd love to see it up close."

"Damn right I'm interested. I've always wanted to go scuba diving."

"Wonderful. It'll be a first time experience for both of us."

"Yeah," I passively replied with my eyes still on the tv.

"Then it's settled."

Through the corner of my eye, I saw my mother staring at me, which was kind of uncomfortable and awkward. I turned to look at her and saw my mother with a faint loving smile on her face.

"Can I help you with something?" I jokingly asked.

"I think it's wonderful that we finally get to spend so much time together. I've been so busy with work, and you've been busy with college. So I think this trip is nice. It's a great bonding experience for us."

"We see each other everyday mom."

"This is different. You're becoming a grown man. Someday when you have kids, you'll understand what I'm trying to say."

Before I could reply, the ship's intercom system was suddenly activated, and we listened to the oncoming message:

Attention all passengers,

This is the Captain speaking. Do not be alarmed, but there has been an incident on board this ship involving the release of insects, which were illegally stored by a passenger. None of the insects are believed to be dangerous at the present moment.

For precautionary reasons, we urge all passengers to remain in their rooms for the next several hours while our crew works diligently to restore safety.

Thank you all for your cooperation. We will inform you once the ship is clear.

Captain Johnson

My mother's eyes suddenly had a look of panic.

"Oh my gosh," she said. "I hope no one gets hurt."

"It'll be fine. The captain just said that there's no dangerous. We'll just hang out in the room until everything clears."

She nodded. "You're probably right. So much for our plans this evening."

"I know. We're under quarantine now. I guess we're trapped together."

"You say that like it's a bad thing," she said with a motherly expression on her face.

"No way," I replied, trying to smooth things over. "I don't mind being locked in a room with you. Of course not."

She flashed a playful, yet skeptical look. "Looks like we'll be here a while before dinner. I desperately need a long nap. It's been a long day."

"I know. Me too."

My mother put the brochure away, along with her empty cup, and laid on her bed, closing her eyes. I turned the tv off and did the same. There wasn't anything better to do since we had been quarantined by the captain.


An hour later. I woke awoke because of a powerful feeling between my legs. It felt like there was a lot of pressure in my groin. It wasn't painful. It was actually starting to feel good. I laid in bed as the feeling grew. My heart rate was beginning to rise for whatever reason. Something was happening to me, and I didn't know what, or why.

Seconds later, I had a full erection inside of my shorts. It instantly became swollen hard and aching badly. A powerful feeling of lust came over my entire body.

My mother wasn't laying in the other bed. I didn't see her around. I got out of bed and saw that the bathroom door was closed, which obviously meant that she was inside.

I laid back down on my bed. My erection throbbed harder. It was swollen badly and it was begging to be touched. The feeling was undeniable. With my mother still in the bathroom, I decided to handle it as fast as I could. It wasn't like I had much of a choice either.

With my raging hard cock free, I stroked myself rapidly. It was almost unnatural how hard I was. My cock had never been so engorged in my entire life. And it felt amazing, even though it ached. When I heard the water running in the bathroom, I went even faster. My mother would be coming out soon. After several quick strokes, it wasn't long before I came. My heart was pounding fast and I almost began to sweat. There was cum everywhere, and I quickly wiped it away with nearby tissue paper, and then I tossed it in the trash.

I heard the bathroom door open and I tried my best to look relaxed. My heart was still pounding, and for some reason I was still aroused, but I tried to act natural.

My mother came out of the bathroom looking tired. I noticed there was moisture on her forehead, which was probably sweat, and her breathing looked exhausted. She didn't say anything. She simply walked to her bed and collapsed on it.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"I'm fine sweety. I think it may have been something I ate."

"Oh. Well I hope you feel better."

She put her hand on her forehead, closing her eyes.

"Thank you."

Inexplicably my erection came back to life. My sexual endurance had always been good, but it's never been that good. With my mother's eyes still closed, I got up and walked to the bathroom without covering the bulge in my shorts.

I completely lost track of time while I masturbated in the bathroom. At least 15 minutes must have passed. My cock was throbbing the entire time, just as much as before. I shot a massive load inside the toilet and flushed. Then I washed my hands.

Before I opened the bathroom door, I heard a noise which immediately caused me to freeze. I thought I heard a moaning noise coming from our room. I wasn't sure. I stood still, just in case. I pressed my ear against the door to hear it better. Then I heard it again. Another moan came from our room. It was my mother's moan. She must have been masturbating.

At that very moment, it all made sense. My mother came out of the bathroom earlier with trickles of sweat on her forehead because she was masturbating so intensely like I was. That was the reason why she looked so exhausted when she laid down. Whatever was affecting me, was affecting her too. From the sound of things, she was even more aroused than I was. Her moans became louder, yet I could tell she was trying to muffle the noise.

I became aroused again from listening to her sounds of pleasure. I resisted the urge to masturbate again. Instead I just listened to my mother with my ear against the door. After a loud moan, the noises stopped. She must have finished. She must have orgasmed. I waited for a few moments to be sure. Then I opened the door and left the bathroom.

I saw my mother in bed looking flustered. Her hand was on her forehead, probably covering her sweat, and I could see her chest moving up and down from heavy breathing.

"Are you sure you're okay mom?" I asked again.

I laid on my bed and my mother turned to look at me.

"I'm fine. Why do you ask?"

"I don't know. You seem kind of uneasy."

"It must have been something I ate," she replied.

"Oh. Me too."

We both continued to lay on our beds. I tried my best to recover from the two back-to-back powerful orgasms I had, while trying to fight off the returning urges to masturbate again.

"Are you...having the same...umm...digestive issues?" she asked uncomfortably.

"What do you mean?"

She flashed a stern look. "I think you know exactly what I mean."

"Fine," I admitted. "I'm extremely horny. I don't know what's happening."

"Gosh, what do you think is causing it?" she sighed. "Do you think it has something to do with the quarantine on this ship? Maybe it has to do with those insects on the loose. Maybe there's something they're not telling us?"

"Probably. I have no idea what's going on."

"It has to be something on board this ship."

My eyes quickly looked around the room while I thought to myself. Then I saw the large container of fruit juice we got before leaving the island.

"I think I know what the problem is," I stated confidently.

"What? Tell me."

I pointed to the juice. "Remember when the man on the island said that the special fruit was good for fertility? This is probably what he meant by that. The fruit he gave us must be some sort of aphrodisiac or something."

My mother leaned back and sighed. "Oh my gosh. I drank several cups. My hormones are torturing me. It feels like I'm burning inside."

"Me too."

"We're stuck here together and there's nothing we can do about it."

"I thought you didn't mind us being stuck together?" I asked playfully, trying to lighten the mood.

"Now isn't the time for jokes. I have a serious medical emergency. Both of us do, and we need to get it treated as soon as possible."

"I think you're overreacting mom. It'll go away soon."

"How do you know?" she asked.

"Because it's just a fruit. Obviously it's potent, but if it was so dangerous, then everyone would have been warned about it."

"I guess you're right. It hurts inside though. Badly. I wish we had the cure."

"We already know the cure. How many times have you masturbated so far?" I asked, and immediately regretting it.

My mother instantly gave me a sharp glare. It was the kind of menacing look that only she could give, and still look sexy at the same time.

"That's really none of your business mister."

"Sorry, I was just trying to be helpful."

She sighed and collected her thoughts. "Don't be sorry. This is an unusual situation. And the answer is three. I touched myself three times in the last hour, and it still hurts a lot."

I was taken aback that she actually answered the question.

"Oh. I did it twice. And I'm still going through the same thing you are."

"Gosh, I can't believe that guy gave us those fruits," she sighed.

"Maybe he didn't think that we would drink so much at once. He warned us to drink it slowly. He knew it was strong."

She sighed once again. "We'll just have to wait here until the quarantine is over. In the mean time, if we need privacy to take care of our needs, then we'll use the bathroom to relieve ourselves. Agreed?"

"That makes sense," I replied.

"Excuse me for a moment."

My mother's face looked flush as she got out of bed and quickly headed to the bathroom. It was obvious that her arousal had peaked once again. The bathroom door was thin. After she closed the door, I heard faint noises of my mother stripping off her clothes. Then came the faint noises of my mother moaning as she presumably touched herself.

I was instantly aroused by the noises of her pleasure once again. I had never fantasized about my own mother before, but I've always thought she could be really sexy at times. She has a certain look & elegance that I find really attractive. At that point, I found myself imagining what she must have looked like as she masturbated on the toilet. I tried to imagine what her wet pussy looked like, and what the expressions on her face were, and what her bare breasts looked like. I felt guilty about it, but I simply couldn't resist.

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