Warm Night

Hellen wipes the thin film of sweat from her forehead. Fortunately, it is nice and cool in the lobby of the hotel. The walk from Ghent station to the hotel was just too long and the heat of the August sun too intense. Rob, her seventeen-year-old son, was walking a little too fast for her. Yet she can see from the sweat stains on his back that it is quite a task for him to stay fresh in this heat.

The clerk looks at Hellen and Rob together and he decides he takes Hellen most seriously. He has an annoying announcement for mother and son. Due to a summer cloudburst a few days ago, the two upper floors are not usable for the time being. Hellen and Rob therefore do not get two rooms, but they have to share a room together. The receptionist cheerfully says that they will get a luxurious wellness room to make up for it.

Hellen and Rob look at each other for a moment. Hellen can see from Rob's eyes that he doesn't find this an easy message. She decides to make the best of it and gives him a pat on the back.

'Come on boy. We won't be in the room very often anyway. We're here to find you a room.'

Her son is going to study in Ghent in a month. It's impossible to go up and down from Gouda every day, so he goes 'in a room'. Hellen has a bit of a hard time with this. Smarter than his peers, Rob skipped a year. His achievements were so striking that he received an offer from two universities to participate in a 'young academics' programme. Rob chose Ghent and not Leiden. Hellen would rather have her son at home, but she also understands that she must also give him a chance.

The clerk did not lie. It is indeed a luxurious wellness room. A large double bed stands against the back wall. Next to it is the open bathroom with a beautiful whirlpool and a small sauna. Hellen immediately sees Rob's shoulders drop. She realizes that there is very little privacy in this room. She also realizes that a seventeen-year-old boy has more trouble with that than she does.

'Well.. This is not quite what I expected', Hellen says doubtfully

"Do you want me to find another hotel?"

Rob says nothing, but shakes his head softly.

Hellen neatly unpacks her briefcase. Rob lays down on the bed and looks into his phone. Hellen would like to take a bath to freshen up, but she doesn't really see any way to do it in a way that won't embarrass her son.

"I think you want a bath," Hellen hears from behind her.

"Can you read minds?"

'You're staring at that bath like that. It's not that hard to figure it out

Together they figure out a way for Hellen to get a little privacy. In the end, they decide that Rob will go for a walk in the city that he will call his home for the next few years.

After half an hour the water has gone from pleasantly lukewarm to quite cold. Hellen drains the bath. She gets out and walks wet and naked into the room. She admires her forty-year-old body in front of the large full-length mirror. The air conditioning gives her goose bumps and her nipples stiffen. She pushes her hands under her breasts. They are hanging a little bit now. This is not surprising because she has large breasts. Her hips are also slightly fuller than before. Her husband always jokes that he has the best in the world. A big sturdy blonde Dutch woman, with a southern European temperament and the figure of a Caribbean.

Suddenly the door opens again. Rob enters and he carefully calls whether his mother is ready yet. He does not realize that she is not in the bathroom, but that she is half behind the room door. Before she can answer, she sees Rob's head turn and discover her. In full view, with her hands under her breasts, she looks at him. Rob is transfixed. He doesn't respond for a long time. He takes her in with wide eyes. Then he regains full consciousness and closes the door again.

An hour later they are sitting together on a terrace on the Korenmarkt. Under a parasol it is fine to endure. After the scare just now, Hellen had to talk like a bridge man for a while to get Rob back into the room. They have made agreements together that if they want to get through the next three days, they shouldn't worry so much about each other's nakedness. Hellen repeats over and over that she gave birth to Rob, bathed him for years, and that until a few years ago he had little problem with nudity in the house. Of course that changed when he hit puberty, but that should be behind them by now.

The waitress comes with two ice-cold Gueuze beers. She probably didn't think for a second about whether the boy sitting at the table with this lady is of age. Rob and Hellen toast and after the first sip of the bitter beer, the awkwardness between mother and son seems to subside.

After a visit to the first possible room and a quick pizza at a cheap restaurant, Rob and Hellen walk back to the hotel. Hellen quickly bought a chilled bottle of Prosecco in a small supermarket. She has absolutely no intention of getting her son drunk, but their hotel room has a nice balcony with a beautiful view of the city and she wants to use it.

Rob makes the Prosecco taste just as good as the beer earlier in the day. In recent years, his parents have always let him enjoy a nice glass of wine with dinner or a beer every now and then.

'How do we do it like this?', he suddenly asks

'What do you mean sweetheart?'

"I want to take a shower before we go to sleep."

'Then you do it well. Then I'll stay on the balcony for a while'.

Rob is satisfied with this solution and steps back into the room. Hellen is still sipping her glass and looks contentedly at the city slowly unwinding in the warm evening air. From the room she hears the shower turn on and splash.

Fifteen minutes later, she still hears the water running. Hellen thinks it's taking a long time now. She carefully peeks around the corner of the balcony door. In the walk-in shower, Rob leans back with his eyes closed. Hellen can't really see what he's doing, but she understands exactly what's going on. She quickly sits down again. Let her son have the privacy he needs right now, she decides.

Halfway through the night, Hellen still can't sleep. They both found it very unpleasant to sleep with the air conditioning on, but the result is that Hellen has now laid down on the sheets in a room that is too hot. In the dark she decides that she can also take off her t-shirt. Rob can't see her anyway.

Staring on her back into the dark, her mind drifts to the two moments today. The moment she accidentally showed herself to her son in her full glory and the moment she spied on him while he was probably masturbating. She notices that the tension of the day has crept into her gut. In fact, she needs to finger herself to relax. Maybe she can sleep then. She looks aside. Rob lies on his side away from her. He also lay down on the sheets. It's not too dark to get a good look at him, and she decides it's safe enough to masturbate gently.

She lays down with her legs spread and pulls her panties aside with one hand. With her index finger of her other hand she searches for her clit. She feels very cautious at first, but then increases the pressure. Her bud responds by swelling and becoming harder. Hellen decides that she can get what she wants with her clit alone and doesn't go beyond a little caressing her pussy lips with the hand she holds her panties to the side. She pushes harder and harder on her clit and without realizing it, she starts to breathe heavier. The idea of ​​her masturbating with her son next to her is so weird and so scary that it's super hot.

"Mom, are you awake too?"

She slams her legs shut again and pulls her hands away from her pussy.

'Jesus Rob, you scare me?'

'Why?' Rob asks innocently.

Hellen doubts. She was so close to cum and she's so horny that she almost cries out for him to let her go.

"Because I needed some time to myself," Hellen mutters.

She immediately regrets saying this. However, Rob does not respond to this.

They lay side by side for a while.

'Sorry about this afternoon,' Rob finally says softly.

"That's okay sweetheart. We've already talked about this and I don't mind at all.'

'Do you know that you are quite a beautiful woman,' says Rob even more softly.

Hellen has a hard time processing this compliment. She feels a strange mix of horniness and annoyance and a comment like this is difficult to place.

"Thank you darling," Hellen finally says softly.

"I can't sleep very well, Mom."

'Me neither.'

"I find it difficult to lie next to you, mom"

'Sleeping together in a bed is difficult at first. Your father and I have to learn that too, but in the end it's nice,' Hellen replies maternally.

In the dark, Hellen suddenly feels a hand on her thigh.

"What are you doing, Rob?" Hellen asks. She feels the tension wrap around her chest.

"I'm touching you, Mom," says Rob. He sounds both cheeky and shy.

"Why?" asks Hellen awkwardly.

"Because I think you're a beautiful woman."

"And you always touch beautiful women unsolicited."

Hellen is a little panicked. The sexual tension of the past few hours is undeniably going to Rob's head. She herself is also very confused. She enjoys his cool hand on her thigh, but everything inside her screams that this is not okay.

'Never before,' says Rob softly. He gently caresses Hellen's skin with his thumb.

They say nothing for minutes. Hellen's head is a storm of emotions, but she still lets Rob have his way. At one point, she also reaches for him and puts her hand on his leg. Her hand is quite high, level with his loins and senses that he is not wearing boxers.

"Are you naked?" Hellen asks softly.

"I always sleep naked, Mom."

Hellen can no longer restrain her curiosity and carefully slides aside. She feels his pubic hair under her fingers. She hears Rob take a deep breath. She slides a little to the side and ends up at the base of his cock.

'Now we can stop, Rob. Then we'll both lie on our sides and pretend none of this happened.'

Rob doesn't answer, but pushes something aside. This slides Rob's rock hard cock under Hellen's fingers. Hellen lets go of all doubts and grabs his cock. In the dark she can only see some contours and with a little effort she can distinguish that Rob is certainly as well-endowed as his father. She routinely pulls his skin back. Rob clearly moans and immediately responds by moving his hand from his mother's thigh to her panties.

Hellen gives Rob space. She notices that he doesn't have much experience because he has a hard time with her panties. She lets go of Rob for a moment and takes off her panties. Immediately Rob has it a little easier. His fingers immediately search for her sheath, but she stops it with her free hand. While she gently jerks off Rob, she leads him to her clit.

"Rub this gently first," she says softly.

Rob does what he is asked and a bit clumsy, but he fingers his mother a little better. Before Hellen realizes it, she cums under his fingers. She surrenders to it and enjoys this unloading moment. She lets go of Rob and pushes his hand away from her pussy. She takes over herself and rides her orgasm. Loud moaning and writhing, she surrenders to her feelings.

'Wow,' says Rob after a while.

He has been lying on his side in the twilight darkness, staring at his mother as she dropped all the barriers.

Hellen slowly comes to her senses. Normally, sex is over for her after an orgasm, but the realization that she's just been fingered by her son doesn't make it over yet. She also wants him to come. As wrong as this all feels, it doesn't make her want to quit. It just makes her want to move on.

"Have you ever fucked?" she asks softly, while she jerks off Rob again.

'No.'

"Then you're going to do that for the first time in your life, sweetie."

Helen lets go of Rob and turns onto her hands and knees. She pushes her ass towards Rob.

'Come on. Push your cock deep into your mother.'

Hellen is a bit shocked by her own language, but she doesn't scare Rob off at all. In seconds he is on his knees between her calves. In the dark he pokes his hard cock around a bit. First he pushes against Hellen's anus. Hellen quickly reaches between her legs to guide him. When she has put his wet head against her pussy lips, Rob pushes himself a little too roughly deep into her with a hard blow. His hard cock fills her completely and she takes the pain of the blow to her cervix for granted. How wonderful it is to feel him inside. Maybe it's the moment, but it feels better than when his dad mounts her.

Rob remains deep inside her for a moment. He doesn't move. Hellen has the idea that Rob is processing all this for a while. With a movement of her hips she urges her son to fuck her. Rob understands the hint and pulls back only to thrust in very hard again.

"Honey, you don't have to split me in half."

Rob chuckles apologetically. He grabs Hellen's bottom and brings down his pace and hardness. With long, deep strokes he fucks his mother. Hellen surrenders to her son's rhythm and sinks her head into the mattress. The pumping into her has a hypnotic effect. To enjoy it more she squeezes her sheath tight around his cock. The hand she used to guide him lands on her clit. The luscious waves of each thrust, the swaying of her big breasts and the friction of the mattress under her cheek, all help to welcome another orgasm.

"Mom, I'm about to come," it suddenly sounds behind her.

Hellen speeds things up. She also wants to come and with him in her. She relaxes her vagina to relieve some of the pressure on Rob's cock. The fingers on her clit increase the pressure and pace. Just before she feels her son tense up and thrust deeper and more uncontrollably, she comes again. Not as liberating as just, certainly physically, very tasty. Coincidentally, Rob has the rhythm to help rather than hinder Hellen. She is shocked from her orgasm when she feels and hears how Rob sprays her full.

'Ohhhh, mom.. I'm going to spray your pussy all over', Rob shouts loudly.

Hellen is immediately back to her senses. The reality of her son behind her and inside her, however horny, pulls her out of her orgasm. Fortunately, the jerking and filling of her pussy feels so good that she doesn't feel hungover. Rob pushes his cock deep into her one last time and then pulls his cock out of his mother. He pulls out a hefty load of warm seed. Hellen feels it seeping down the inside of her thigh. It feels dirty and horny.

Rob falls back on his side of the bed, panting. Hellen also lies down on her back next to him. Actually, Hellen isn't done yet. She puts her hand on his shrinking cock, but she doesn't notice any physical reaction. Rob is still panting a bit.

'Jesus mom, that was good. I think I can sleep now'

Without waiting for an answer, he turns away from Hellen and within seconds she hears his calm breathing. Hellen is a bit torn. She wants more, but also understands her son a bit. She also rolls onto her side and before she knows it, she falls asleep too.

A fresh breeze blows through the room. The balcony door is open and the curtains in front of it are billowing. A watery sun shines through the open curtains. Hellen is slowly awakened by the light and the fresh air flow. She is still naked on the sheets. It sticks between her legs. The seat next to her is empty. Hellen stretches. Now it is noticeable that the water is running from the shower. She turns to the open bathroom. Rob is in the shower. He looks straight at Hellen. He has his erect cock in his hands.

'Good morning mom. Do you come?'