Quarantined with Mom - Sex Stories

Quarantined with Mom

... 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. ...