Supernatural experience and a fully aroused mother in Europe

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“It was definitely a lot of fun.”

“I’m so glad you enjoyed it,” she said with a pleased tone.

“Why wouldn’t I?”

“I wasn’t sure if you were going to be interested in the historical aspects, frankly. I was afraid that visiting the ancient places was going to be boring for you. But I’m glad you had fun.”

“Well, I had a great teacher on this trip.”

She blushed, “Thanks.”

“You know, we should seriously come back next year. There was so much cool stuff that we didn’t have time to see. Can you believe that we have a background with the royal family?”

“My grandmother used to tell me that,” she replied. “I had always assumed that she was just being a typical grandmother. I never thought she was actually serious. Granted, that royal lineage was from many many centuries ago.”

“The question now is, how did that old gypsy lady know?” I said in a jokingly playful manner.

“I’m sure she was just trying to be nice. Especially since we’re tourists.”

“Plus you saved her life,” I added.

“That too. But in this area, it’s filled with small towns. Mathematically speaking, if you traced people’s lineage around here, many of them would have royal backgrounds if you look back far enough.”

“Yeah, that makes sense.”

“That’s just the reality of mankind. We’re all inter-connected if we trace our roots far enough.”

“But still, don’t you think that was kind of creepy? The way she looked at you. It was like she knew something.”

“I’m not a superstitious person,” she replied.

“Well, you never know.”

That conversation ended when dessert was brought to our table.

***

Late that night. After I brushed my teeth in the bathroom, I went to our private sleeping room.

My mother had been laying in bed reading a historical book for the last hour. Since my mother was a professor, she was used to reading fast and efficiently. And by the time I got there, she had already finished the short book.

“Well that was interesting,” she said, putting the book down and adjusting her pillow so she could sleep.

She laid flat on the bed and got cozy. She wore a simple outfit: a tshirt and sweatpants. She was barefoot. As usual, she was braless.

“Learn anything new?” I asked, climbing to the top bunk.

“Trust me, you don’t want to know. It’s not something that I would recommend learning about.”

“But you finished it,” I said, getting under the blanket.

“It was odd, but fascinating. People around here used to have some strange practices, at least by our standards. Maybe you can read it tomorrow if you want. Good night.”

“Night mom.”

She reached over and flicked the switch, turning the lights off.

***

As expected, the train ride made it difficult to sleep. A big bump during the ride was enough to wake me up. Judging by the moonlight shining through our window, it was well passed midnight.

It soon became clear that mom was also awake. She tossed & turned in bed. She made loud ruffling noises in the process. A few moans escaped her lips. There was a brief awkward moment where I wondered if she was having an erotic dream or something.

She suddenly moaned loudly and adjusted her blanket. She was fully awake and I was starting to get worried.

“Are you okay?” I asked in the dark room, which was still lit by the strong moonlight.

“I had a dream, a nightmare, whatever it was.”

“Well, you don’t need to worry about that anymore.”

“I need to use the restroom,” she said. “I’m covered in cold sweat. Do you mind if I turn the lights on for a moment?”

“Go ahead.”

She got up and turned the lights on. I looked to make sure that she was okay, and saw that she was sweaty. Her face had trickles of moisture, and there were a few wet spots on her tshirt. It looked like her nipples were beginning to poke through her tshirt.

“I’ll be right back,” she said.

Then she turned the lights off and left. I wished there was something more I could have done for her at that point, but she clearly didn’t want any help. Whatever was on her mind must have been personal.

***

She came back awhile later. She had opened and closed the door gently, hoping she wouldn’t wake me up, but I was still awake.

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