The Journey Ch. 01

Bobby stopped dancing and tried to look over the dancing couple towards his mother but a solid wall of dancers had come and blocked them from his view.

"Don't worry about your friend, Guido will take care of her," Steffi shouted in Bobby's ear. He looked at her and she winked. "Let me take care of you."

She took him by his hand and led him towards the toilets and placed the other hand on his crotch and turned to wink at him. Bobby looked back and saw them again.

Nina had her back to Guido and he was rubbing his crotch with her ass while she giggled. Suddenly Nina's eyes met with Bobby and she laughed. She disengaged from Guido and came towards where he stood.

"Where were you taking my little boy?" she asked Steffi with a sweet smile.

"Your little boy deserves some fun, he make me very happy," Steffi replied with a wink.

"No, my baby don't make no one else happy," Nina snatched his hand away from Steffi's with the smile coming off her face. "We go home now, bye-bye."

Nina swiveled and led Bobby towards the exit.

Guido followed them out.

"Don't leave me, Nina," he said, "Or I die now."

"Oh,Guido, you are so sweet!" Nina said, making a face. "Maybe we meet later, but now I have to take my baby home."

Guido made a crestfallen face. Violence didn't come naturally to Bobby, but he wanted to beat the Italian's skull in. He bunched his fists and advanced towards Guido when he heard Nina.

"Stay right there!" It was the commanding tone she had always used on him when she wanted instant obedience. He couldn't resist now.

Nina gave him a cold stare and advanced to Guido and kissed him full on the lips.

"Goodnight, darling," she said.

Bobby swiveled and ran towards the river, leaving her behind.

"Bobby!" she heard her call.

He kept running till he reached the main street beside the river and then slowed down to a fast walk. She caught up with himbut had to keep running to keep pace with Bobby.

"What were you going to do to him?" she demanded.

"Go away," he said quietly. "I don't want to see your face again."

"Why? Because I kissed him?"

Bobby kept walking fast without answering, his face set and his eyes staring at nothing.

"Bobby, I don't know why you are so mad. It was only a kiss and the boy is about your age. It means nothing."

"Yes," Bobby said with a hiss, "Grinding against him and letting him smell your pussy while dancing is quite alright. Of course the kiss meant nothing."

"Bobby ....." Nina sobbed. "It wasn't ....."

Bobby stopped and stared at her. There were the beginning of tears in her eyes.

"Why dont you just go back and finish what you started?"

Bobby .... I."

"I won't tell dad if that's what you are worried about," he said and started walking again. "Just go."

"Bobby, listen to me. Stop and talk."

Bobby continued walking.

"Please, baby," she said, taking his hand.

Bobby stopped and she led him to a bench. It was just past 2 and the town was dead. It was cold and vapour was starting to form in their breaths.

"Bobby, I am sorry you saw this side of me," Nina said, "I am your mother but I am just human – a woman who hasn't been ....... touched since a long time."

Bobby maintained a stony silence.

"And suddenly, when Guido touched me those base desires that lie just below our surface floated up. And they are so strong, they overpower you."

Bobby was still staring at nothing in particular but his eyes were no longer stony. Nina stood up and looked into his eyes.

"Do you understand what I mean? Have you felt that ever in your life?"

Bobby pursed his lips. Then he nodded slowly.

"I've always been faithful to your father. And it wont happen again."

"If it happens, make sure I don't know. I understand, but I don't like it."

"No, it will not happen again. Its you I love.

Bobby's cock was already leaking pre-cum for watching his mother had turned him on as much as it had distressed him. And now it twitched again.

"You and your father. You shall be the only two men in my life, I promise," Nina said solemnly.

Then she smiled with the solemn and sincere expression and spread her hands.

Bobby hugged her, still seated. He encircled his arms around her, laying his head on her breasts and closed his eyes. Nina pulled him towards herself tighter and tighter till she was crushing him. He was now fully aroused, his body taut with tension and his cock at its full stretched.

Her breasts were pressed against his cheek, her navel at his chest and her crotch was straining against his greyhound shaped belly, straining to touch it. His hands dropped to her hips and he looked at her, disengaging from the embrace. Nina's stooped down and caught his mouth in hers, kissing him fiercely.

They embraced again.

She pulled him up and smiled.

"Lets go back to the hotel," she said. "I feel dirty. I need a bath."

"Dirty, you are."

She laughed.

Bobby stuck out his hand at a passing taxi and it stopped but Nina waved it away.

"We'll walk, I want to have a long chat with you. It's been long that we talked."

And they walked and talked. It took an hour for them to reach the hotel, but they talked like they had never talked before. They talked about what they would do in India, about relatives, she told him about her deteriorating relationship with his father and she told him that they all needed a vacation together.

When they reached their rooms, she kissed him.

"I ll go and shower. And then I'll come and check on you if I don't fall asleep in the shower."

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As soon as he entered the room, he stood before the mirror to survey how he looked. He flexed his arm muscles. Dissatisfied, he removed his shirt and did fifty push-ups and got up to survey himself in the mirror again.

Then he picked up the remote and switched on the TV and flicked through the channels. He stopped at one which showed a man tied to the bed and a topless blonde woman in leather boots wearing a thong with a whip in hand. He didn't like BDSM, but he felt like watching porn because he was horny.

The woman whipped the man and he cried in fake agony, writhing in bed with his cock limp.

"And some people find this bullshit wonderful."

He watched it for about twenty minutes and then he threw the remote on the bed, peeled off his jeans and underwear and walked into the bathroom naked. He let loose a jet of piss and shook his cock to shake off the drops. But he was in a sensitive mood so the cock sprung to attention.

The scene of his mother dancing with the skinny Italian, matching her movements to his jerking hips played in his mind when he heard a knock on the door and someone opened it.

His heart leapt and he tiptoed to the door.

"Mom! I am not decent," he said from behind the door.

"No you are not, honey. I already know you aren't innocent with porn running on your TV."

"I mean I don't have anything on."

"Shut up and pull on a towel from the bathroom. I am busy watching something interesting on TV."

Bobby waited till his erection subsided and then wrapped a towel around his waist and came out of the bathroom. His mom was sitting propped against the bedstead with in a red nightie which was barely held up by strings on the shoulders.

When he came out, she was sitting on the bed eating a bar of chocolate. Her hair was wet from the recent shower and she was wearing a sexy red nightie that opened from the front. Her face and skin shone with freshness.

"Is it new? This thing that you are wearing?" he asked. "I've never seen you wearing it before."

"The things I do to make your father look at me at night," Nina replied with mock despair. "But it doesn't work."

"This 'thing' is a negligee," Nina said, "You better know what a women's nightwear is called or you are going to end up like your father."

"If this doesn't make him look at you, nothing else will. And stop blaming him, he works hard and he probably gets tired."

"That's no excuse for neglecting his wife."

"Nope, this thi- negligee is hot."

"You haven't seen the half of it," Nina said, sliding the blanket off to show the hemline which stopped at her knee. Then she sat on the bed with her legs tucked under her, typical of women and the negligee rode up further to expose half of her thigh.

Bobby had seen his mother in a bikini before, but this was too sexy. His cock sprang to its full length. The tension of the night was now beginning to tell on him. He needed relief.

"What do you guys see in porn? Its so gross."

"It's the base instincts .... You know about those."

"But without a touch, without a live human with you .... I don't know."

"Don't women get turned on when they see people ..... together?"

Nina appeared to be thoughtful.

"Well, only upto a point. But I don't like this stuff. I read 50 shades and it didn't do it for me. Don't they have any other channels which show regular stuff?"

"You mean missionary porn?"

Nina laughed.

"Straight sex no frills, silly boy," Nina said, flicking through channels.

She stopped at a channel where a man was licking a woman's cunt. Nina watched it for sometime, trying to be impassive though the color had risen to her cheeks.

"Now this is what I love," Bobby said.

Nina looked at him with a smile. Then they both resumed watching the TV.

"Tell me, is it true that men are interested in women's panties?"

"They love it, because it reminds them of the treasure they hide. But tell you what, men love used panties most. Ones that smell of their female hormones leaking through the vagina."

"Oh. My.God." Nina said sheepishly. "That was graphic."

"It was leading to it."

"I just removed a really smelly panty."

"I ll need to use your bathroom then."

Nina's eyes widened and she assumed a mock stern expression.

"I ll have you know I washed them, young man."

Nina giggled and Bobby laughed. Nina turned off the TV and lay back on the bed.

"I feel so comfy in your bed I could drift off to sleep here," she said, curling up.

"You are welcome to do it. I've never slept with a beautiful woman in a short red negligee."

She blew him a kiss.

"You sweet talker! Jump in beside me."

He lay down beside her and they cuddled.

"My feet are so sore I might not be able to walk back to my room anyway."

"Who told you to jog? You are a walker and you are unaccustomed to it."

"I've been thinking of starting to jog. I feel too fat," she looked at him with an innocent expression in her light brown eyes. "Do you think I am fat?"

No! You are just right the way you are, sexy as hell."

"Oh, sweetie!" she gave him a resounding kiss on his lips. "I do feel fat though when I see a few other women my age in Miami. It gives me a complex."

"I don't know what to do about that, but I know I can do something about the sore feet," he said, getting up.

He got her feet out of the blanket and kept them on his lap.

"Oh, thank you! You are a great son. But cover it with a blanket or I'll die of chill."

"Wait, I'll turn on the heating," Bobby got out of bed. He turned on the heating, took a bottle of moisturizer out of his suitcase and returned to bed.

"There," he said with a smile and put a pillow on his lap and placed her feet on it.

Nina smiled at him and then put her head back on a pillow and sighed contentedly as he applied the moisturizer and began massaging her feet and kneading the calves. After the calves were done, Bobby massaged her knee, pressing the fleshy underside of the knee while Nina drifted off to sleep snoring softly. Her legs parted a bit as her posture relaxed and Bobby could see the matching red thong only covered the mound of her feminity. As he began massaging the thighs, the negligee rode up a bit and he could see a hint of a dark wet spot the size of ten cents on the panty.

Bobby's breathing now quickened as his hands went further up on their own accord even though he was terrified that she would wake up. Nina's pulled one of her legs into a

"That's enough baby, come and sleep now."

She pulled him next to her hugged him, moaning with contentment as he got under the blanket and pressed his entire body next to hers.

"How do you men keep warm all the time? I love it," she said, smiling with her eyes closed. Her hands explored his entire back and came to a rest on his waist just above his hips and her mouth kissed his lips very briefly but passionately. Bobby massaged her entire back with his hands and then her hips.

Nina's eyes remained closed and she had already drifted into a shallow sleep while his hands massaged her hips and his lips sought hers hungrily. She responded hungrily, pressing her body to his as her pelvis grinded against his. Gradually the grinding became urgent but her eyes remained closed.

"Oh, Bobby," she said as Bobby pressed her onto her back and slipped down her bod, pulling the negligee up.

She wasn't wearing a bra and he nibbled on her taut nipples and while his hands massaged her entire upper thigh and the pubis.

She moaned.

He slid further down and held her thighs while his nose sniffed the musky odor that permeated the skimpy thong that she wore. He rubbed his nose and mouth over her crotch very lightly and Nina moaned loudly, pushing her pelvis in Bobby's face.

Bobby pushed the thong down using his tongue, and tortured her as his tongue kept rubbing the entire pelvis but did not touch the crack of her pussy from which fluid was dripping down into the asshole.

Just then there was a loud sound of a door opening. Both sat up, paralysed. Steps walked towards their room and then paused outside. Nina hurriedly slid the dangling panty off her legs smoothed her negligee back and Bobby hurriedly pulled up his shorts and rolled down the bed.

The remote! It was too far away!

"Lass uns gehen. Wir haben einen Flug zu fangen," a voice said in German. (Let's go. We have a flight to catch.)

A female voice said something and joined the man who stood outside their room.

Nina quickly got off the bed and went to the door. As an afterthought she went back to Bobby and kissed him on the mouth.

"Your father's alone, magnificent," she whispered. "I must go."

She quietly slipped out of the room and closed the door behind her.

Bobby scooped up the wet red panties and sniffed them. They would have to do for tonight.

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