It was the spring of 2020. As a late graduation gift from high-school, my mother took me to France. She had taken my sister to Spain for her's two year earlier. We had been on the trip for only a couple of days.
After walking around Paris and eating amazing food, we found ourselves faced with the world wide pandemic as Covid 19 came out of nowhere. In the middle of our trip we were caught in the lockdowns. France wasn't letting anyone in or out and we found ourselves confined to our room.
Once a day we were allowed to leave between assigned hours to get supplies. The hotel was kind enough to give us an allowance to purchase food and what not.
Well as you can imagine, being stuck in a room with your mom can get boring real fast. We pretty much rented every movie the hotel had to offer, at least the ones a mother and son can watch together without getting uncomfortable.
Every time it was her turn to go out I felt an increased temptation to rent one of the porno's and masturbate. Going at it in the bathroom with the shower on just wasn't doing it anymore and cell service and wifi sucked here, so I couldn't exactly watch porn on my phone or laptop.
Alas, I knew a rental would show up on the bill and my fear of getting caught outweighed my lust.
One day it was my turn to go out and I got to the hotel lobby when I realized I forgot my wallet. I went back to the room and walked right in. The TV was blaring and I could hear people fucking. What in the world? Without thinking, I walked over to see what was playing.
Yep, there was porn on the TV. Confused, I turned and saw my mother fingering herself on her bed. Her eyes were closed and her head was rolled back. I did not need to see that.
I shook my head and walked over to the table to grab my wallet. "James?"
I didn't look up as I walked back out of the room, "Just forgot my wallet."
I could hear her shuffling around as I closed the door behind me. At least it wasn't quite like walking in on your parents have sex, right? Who am I kidding. I was probably scarred for life.
I found it ironic though. I resisted all I could to not buy that porn and my mother of all people had beat me to it. I wondered how long those rentals were for?
When I got back, I noticed my mother now dressed and looking ashamed. I didn't blame her, but I also didn't want to talk about it.
"James, can we talk?" "Nope!" I replied as I set down the bags and sat on my bed.
"I just feel like I need to explain myself. I have needs and I just..."
"Mom, I get it, but I'm not talking to you about it. You do what you need to do and I'll do me."
She smiled and seemed to accept my response. Now I had the task of getting that image out of my head. I just couldn't get away from it. I decided that porn might be the key.
A few awkward days later she went out for supplies. I immediately checked to see if that rental was still available. No dice. Looks like it's a 24 hour deal. Well this was frustrating. I hadn't masturbated in days and now I couldn't because I had the image of my mother fingering herself stuck in my head. This was a nightmare.
One night I just couldn't sleep because of my blue balls, so I decided to go for it. I went into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and sat on the toilet to begin stroking. I tried with all my might, but I couldn't get my mother's pussy out of my mind. I just had to deal with it. I tried to relax and pretend that the image of her was someone else. That sort of worked. Then the image of her pussy was sliding up and down my cock. I tried to ignore the memory of her panting voice. I wasn't fucking the image of my mother's pussy. I wasn't fucking the image of my mother's pussy.
Then I heard, "Oh James!" Seriously? I was about to cum and I couldn't get her voice out of my head?
"James!" I opened my eyes. My mother was standing there in the doorway. What the fuck?
I just up and scrambled to the shower. "Mom! What the fuck are you doing?"
"I needed to pee. I thought you were in the shower."
I looked at the shower and then back at her, "Ya well... That was the idea."
"Guess you should have locked the door." I waved my arms up, "I guess I should have!"
We stood there silent for a moment, the water splashing in the shower behind me.
"You don't have to hide when you..." I cut her off, "just go pee."
I stormed out and went to bed.
The next day I took a cold shower to wake me up. I just needed to go sober. No nutting until the end of this trip.
My mother started to notice how uptight I was getting because of this, but I didn't want to talk about it.
One day I came back from getting supplies and saw her just sitting on the edge of her bed in a bathrobe, "Mom? What are you doing?" "Come sit down on your bed James."
I walked over and sat down. I immediately noticed the paused porno on the TV, "What the hell is this?"
"I've noticed how tense you've been getting and I'm guessing it's because you haven't been able to relieve yourself." I blushed, "Ya, well we don't exactly have privacy here."
"I want you to relieve yourself now." I was taken aback, "Now? In front of you?"
"Yes. I'm going to as well. I want us to be able to take care of ourselves without feeling uncomfortable about it."
I shook my head, " I'm pretty sure cumming in front of my mother is a very, very uncomfortable idea."
"Just focus on the porn." She grabbed the remote and pressed play. I turned my eyes to the TV. I guess I could try this if I just focused on the porn. Maybe I could pretend my mother wasn't in here.