Heat in the Hot Springs

Amanda sighed gently as she flopped down onto the hotel bed, jet lag having caused her sleep schedule to do somersaults. The 41 year old dragon stretched her arms and legs, yawning as she stared up at the ceiling, her head still fuzzy with sleepiness even after a night's sleep. Amanda, her husband, and her son had just arrived in Japan two days ago, her husband having needed to travel there to sort out some business transactions for his company. She glanced at the empty side of the double bed, the covers still crumpled up and the bedsheets slightly wrinkled. He had left for an important meeting a few hours earlier in the morning, leaving Amanda a small note on her bedside table. She noticed it, rolling onto her side and grabbing it, rubbing her eyes before reading the scrawled text,
"Hey honey, I'm leaving for the meeting, you seemed really tired last night so I don't want to wake you up. I should be back tomorrow morning, probably around midday or so, depending on the schedules of the transports. You and Spencer can go have fun around the city while I'm gone, check out the brochures they've got in the lobby, you both like hot springs right? Anyways, I love you both, see you soon!"
Amanda smiled as she set the note back on the table, groaning slightly as she sat up and clambered out of bed. The dragon walked into the bathroom, staring at herself in the mirror, her warm red scales starkly contrasting against the white tiles. Her short and red hair hung down to her cheeks, two slightly curved horns poking out. She was wearing pyjamas, her slender body mostly leaving the outfit sagging loose except in one particular part, her chest tightly hugging the fabric. As she started brushing her teeth, she felt slightly lightheaded, a tingling deep in her belly. She huffed and chuckled to herself, finding it funny how even at her age she still found her heats almost uncontrollable. Amanda walked to her luggage, reaching into a small side pocket, pulling out a small pill bottle. She opened it up to find it completely empty, her eyes widening and the wings on her back flopping downwards, the woman muttering under her breath, 
"Oh no…" 
In her sleep deprived stupor, she had thought that she still had a few heat suppressant pills left before she needed a refill. The dragon shook her head as she set the bottle down, sighing as she grabbed a towel, slinking into the bathroom to have a cold shower. Sure, a mild heat might be a bit uncomfortable and inconvenient, but she could deal with it for a few days before she could arrange a refill at a local pharmacy, surely. 

Spencer scratched his belly through his t-shirt as he stumbled out of his hotel room, squinting his eyes as the sunlight streamed into the hallway through a window. He didn't really have any problems with jet lag, but his night had still been a particularly short one, the 13 year old boy enjoying having his very own hotel room for the first time. Usually the whole family would share a room, however the trip and accommodations were paid for by his dad's company, and they were nice enough to book seperate rooms for his parents and him. It was almost three in the morning before he had finally slipped into bed, having thoroughly enjoyed the selection of channels on the TV. Though he appreciated the freedom, he was now paying the price, the boy yawning gently before starting to head towards the elevator, his mother already waiting for him, 
"There you are sweetie, I thought I'd have to come in there and drag you out of the bed myself."
Spencer laughed gently, Amanda petting him on the head as she continued, 
"Guess your evening stretched out a little as well, huh? Didn't get too much sleep?" 
"Heh, yeah, something like that." 
Even though Spencer was nearly thirty years younger than the dragoness, he was still almost as tall as she was, the top of his head coming up to her muzzle already, following in his father's footsteps. The boy's build was very similar to Amanda's husband as well, his body toned and muscled. The final gift that his dad had left him resided in his pants, Spencer being particularly proud of his package, the teen well endowed even for a dragon. The rest of his features resembled his mom much more, similar crimson scales glimmering across his skin, two slightly downward curved and sharp horns jutting out of his short blue hair. The duo's morning greetings were cut short as a loud rumbling echoed through the hall, originating from Spencer's belly. They laughed as Amanda pushed the button on the elevator, 
"I think that means it's high time for us to go get some breakfast." 

The mother and son pair sat down in a large hall, setting their loaded plates in front of them, the two dragons hungrily staring down at the treasures they had plundered from the breakfast buffet, their mouths watering as they both licked their lips. The hall was rather quiet, most of the normal morning traffic and crowd already dissipated due to the late hour. It wasn't long until the two brimming plates on the table had been entirely cleaned, Spencer internally debating whether it would be appropriate to lick his plate clean. As the two dragons sat contently and digested their meals, Amanda's eyes drifted over to the side of the room, a large rack of brochures and flyers advertising tourist spots sitting near the entrance. She walked over and quickly snatched one of the brochures up, bringing it back with her to the table, scanning the colourful paper before handing it over to her son, 
"What do you think of this, seem like something that might be fun?"
Spencer grabbed the advertisement, the small pamphlet talking about a hot spring spa situated nearby to the hotel. As he read it, Amanda continued talking, 
"I thought we could take a little trip somewhere while your dad is out on his business meeting, I think that looks pretty neat. We could both definitely use the relaxation. Plus, I've always wanted to swim in a natural hot spring!" 
He smiled as he nodded, his long tail slowly swinging from side to side, 
"Alright, sure, that sounds like a good time to me. Better than being stuck in the hotel all day long." 

After a few more moments of taking it easy and relaxing after their breakfast, the dragons gathered up their spa gear and strolled down the street to rent a car, the duo soon on the road towards the hot springs. While Amanda was driving, Spencer was sitting next to her on the passenger side seat, helping her navigate by looking up directions on his phone. The spa was only about an hour and a half away from the hotel according to his research, the beautiful sunny weather providing the two with a beautiful backdrop as they drove. However, only a handful of minutes after starting their journey, Amanda found herself in a particularly awkward position, her cheeks starting to blush a tiny bit as she bit her lip, her hands gripping more and more tightly around the steering wheel with every passing moment. She had thought that she wouldn't have any issues with her heat becoming uncontrollable, but it had been a while since she had last been in the grips of a completely untethered heat. The jeans she was wearing grinded against her crotch, every single bump and imperfection in the road sending a spark through her body as her overly sensitive pussy nudged against the seat and her pants. She started taking more shallow and rapid breaths, almost panting as she tried her best to just focus on the road ahead, not allowing her mind to wander and think about anything else, especially not the male sitting right next to her in the car. The pheromones coursing through her body made her feel on edge, almost all of her senses sharpening significantly, the scent of her own son filling her nose. The dragoness could smell his distinctive scent, even through the cloud of cheap deodorant that he had sprayed on in the morning. Spencer's scent was very similar to her husband's, with a unique twist of his very own. To her horror, she caught her gaze shifting to his crotch for just a second, almost gasping as she spotted the obvious bulge hiding underneath his shorts, the boy staring out the window with red cheeks as he did his best to nonchalantly hide his erection with his hands, failing to be of much help. Amanda could feel the front of her panties quickly getting soaked, her juices staining through the black fabric. 

The duo arrived at the spa, parking their car and getting out, Amanda's ears flat on her head and her tail shyly coiling around her leg as she walked side by side with Spencer, the boy staring down at the ground and trying to make his erection go down with pure strength of willpower. The walk to the reception was an awkward and quiet one, neither willing to acknowledge the tension between them. Amanda thanked her luck that at least they wouldn't have to interact with anyone in the spa, as Spencer had already booked a private room through the Internet during the ride there, only needing to punch in a code to unlock the door. The dragons stepped into the bathing room, a wave of warmth instantly enveloping them as the door opened, the room filled up with a gentle steam. In the middle of the room was a small natural hot spring, a pool carved from stone and smoothed out, beautiful blue water rolling around in it. On the sides of the area were two rows of changing booths, curtains drawn over the doorway to give some privacy. With just a simple nod, no words exchanged between the two, both dragons slipped into the booths, Amanda trotting to the right side of the room while Spencer almost sprinted to the left row. She quickly yanked the curtain to the side and dove into her booth, leaning up against the wall and panting hard as drops of sweat rolled down her cheek, partly because the temperature and partly because of the strain on her body, the carnal and base parts of her mind screaming for relief from her heat. She was usually very good at controlling her lust, her husband more than enough to please her, but the sudden outburst left her head spinning, thoughts that she didn't want to think about slowly crawling into her mind. As she unbuttoned her top and looked down at her tits, her nipples peeking out through the fabric of her bra, she couldn't help but to think about her own son, the boy only a few steps away from her, getting undressed. Amanda shook her head and grunted, trying to push away the disgusting thoughts, she wouldn't do or even think about doing anything with her own child, especially not when he's still 13 years old! 

Spencer pulled the curtain closed, huffing as he sat down in the changing booth, almost lightheaded from the ride that he had to go through. The large bulge in his shorts was making his pants painfully tight, his hand slipping under the band of the shorts and his boxers, pulling both down with a sigh of relief. His cock flopped up against his belly, smearing precum all over his chest, the liquid soaking into his shirt as he looked down at his erection, a mixture of pent up lust and deep shame burning in his gaze. He knew what a heat was, he had read about it quite extensively in his biology and sex ed classes, but the boy had never experienced the effects of it in person. Most females took heat suppressants to stave off or at least temper the symptoms of it, he certainly didn't expect that his first experience with heat would be his own mother's. Even though he knew exactly how wrong it was to think about his family in that way, he was powerless to do anything about the pheromones wreaking havoc on his body, his dick throbbing and squirting thick ropes of pre all over the ground, a small puddle already forming on the wooden floor. His shaft had several ridges along it, ending in a bulbous knot, two large and heavy balls resting underneath. His dick was a hair over 11 inches long in total when fully erect, making any unexpected boners particularly awkward and difficult to hide. Spencer slowly moved one of his hands to his length, wrapping his fingers around it, his other hand planted on the bench to steady his shaky body. He sat completely still for a few seconds, grasping his cock, having second thoughts about doing anything. Eventually he let out a small groan, gradually starting to move his fist up and down on his shaft, just the lightest touch and pressure enough for him to curl his toes and for his wings to unfold, the leathery appendages slapping against the walls. Even though it was his mom who was in heat, it wasn't his fault that his body was reacting to it in this manner, and he couldn't be blamed for just trying to remedy his situation, surely. After all, the whole trip would just be that much more awkward if he walked into the pool with his mother while he had a huge erection. 

As Amanda dropped her underwear down to her ankles, flicking it aside and leaving her completely nude, she suddenly heard some odd noises coming from the other side of the room. She carefully peeked out from behind the curtain, seeing the place still completely empty and still, her eyes locking onto her son's changing booth. She perked her ears, hearing what almost sounded like quiet and wet slapping sounds, her eyes going wide and her face burning red as she realised what was happening. She was mortified and horrified, her jaw dropping, the dragoness unable to do anything except stand still and listen to the sounds of her boy jerking off because of her heat. She didn't blame Spencer at all, she knew how strongly male bodies reacted to female pheromones during heat, especially when the male was going through puberty. Amanda could hear his strokes getting quicker and quicker, a tiny moan escaping his muzzle before he clamped it shut with one hand, the other hard at work on his dick. Even though it was her own son, she couldn't think straight, her body reacting to him the same way it'd react to any other male masturbating only a few steps away from her while she was in the throes of heat. Her pussy lips had puffed up, a continuous flow of her juices leaking from her slit and running down the insides of her thighs, the red scales on her crotch glimmering in the light with the slick honey smeared on them. She was still absolutely against the whole idea of doing anything with Spencer, but her barriers were quickly breaking down and shattering, one of her hands sneaking down to her loins and a finger pressing against her clit, her teeth clenching together as she hissed in pure pleasure. 

Spencer gasped and grunted as he leaned back, resting his head against the wall and closing his eyes as he frantically jerked himself off, feeling himself inching towards the edge with each stroke. He fantasized about many different girls: his classmates, his friends, even his best friend's sister, but they all kept suddenly slipping away, replaced by one very special woman. The dragon couldn't get the image of his mother out of his head, her body seared into his mind. Though he hadn't really looked at her in that light before, Spencer had gotten a few peeks at Amanda in a couple different compromising positions, mostly accidentally, whether it be walking into the bathroom while she was getting out of the shower or glancing at her panties while she was bending over while wearing a skirt. Back then those sights were just awkward moments, but now they were a treasure trove of wonderful masturbation material, as much as the boy hated to admit it. The image of her nude body, her full breasts, her perked up nipples, her beautiful curved, her inviting pussy lips, it was all too much for him, his fingers squeezing and milking his shaft as he lifted up his shirt to bite down on it, muffling the carnal sounds coming from his maw. At the same time, Amanda gently stepped out of her changing booth, her head swivelling around just to make sure the room was completely empty beside the two dragons, her hands instinctively covering up her chest and crotch. She had always been more on the modest side of things, but her current mindset let her relax somewhat, her mind soon focused on Spencer once more. She sneaked right up to his booth, pressing her ear against the wall and holding her breath, hearing his laboured breathing and the sounds of an almost continuous stream of precum dripping onto the floor. She wasn't content with just the sounds however, she wanted and needed the sight of it as well, her body yearning for him. The dragoness very gently parted the curtain by just a tiny little amount with her finger, peeking through the crack with one eye, her stare focusing in on her boy's masturbation. She breathlessly watched him work on his dick, his hands rolling up and down the shaft, Amanda licking her lips hungrily. She couldn't help but to smile as she embraced her voyeuristic side, finding his focused face extremely cute, his eyes squeezed tightly closed. But the main prize was the huge rod throbbing between his legs, her heart skipping a beat as she laid eyes on it. Just watching from the sidelines wasn't enough, she needed to get her hands on him. 

The dragoness nudged the curtain aside, leaning into the changing booth, her face only a few inches from Spencer's huffing muzzle. He felt a wave of hot air washing over his head, even more warm than the humid air of the hot springs, cracking one of his eyes open to see what was going on. The boy just about jumped through the ceiling as he saw his mother's gently smiling face only a few inches from him, yelling in surprise as he halted his masturbation. His brain was working way too slow to do anything but stop in his tracks however, leaving him sitting there with his cock still in his hands, staring up at Amanda with a dumbfounded look. She fully stepped into the booth, caressing his cheek with a mixture of motherly adoration and lust on her face as she spoke, 
"Shh… let me take care of you sweetie, just relax~" 
Amanda's hand reached down to his shaft, the boy finally letting go of it to allow her to slowly start stroking him. She slipped her other hand onto the base of his dick, right under his knot, groping and massaging the bulging flesh. Spencer spread his legs apart more and sunk backwards into his seat, letting out a long moan as his mother's nimble hands milked his manhood, drops and squirts of pre splattering on her thighs, mixing in with the feminine juices already smeared across her scales. The teen couldn't believe this was happening, he didn't know whether it was some odd wet dream or a hallucination from inhaling too much pheromones or something else entirely, but it definitely couldn't be real. He reached out to touch Amanda, wanting to see if she really was a figment of his imagination, running his hand up her thigh, feeling her rough and warm skin. She only gave a sly grin in return, pushing her hips forwards and opening her legs slightly wider to give him a better view of her drippy slit, the boy's gaze completely focused on it. He slid his hand to her cunt, gently brushing over her pussy lips. The dragoness closed her eyes and huffed with satisfaction, her whole body shivering at his touch. Spencer pushed one of his fingers inside of her, feeling the intense heat and the wetness, her tight hole clamping down around his digit. The experience was enough for him to grunt loudly, his maw hanging open as his cock twitched and spurted out huge ropes of cum, the dragon humping himself against her hand as a puddle of sperm spread across the floor. Amanda kept her fingers wrapped around the underneath of his knot, dropping her other hand to his balls, cupping the two huge orbs and playing around with them, massaging them as he showered her with shots of cum. He kept going for several minutes, her whole belly and both of her thighs covered in a layer of thick seed before he finally slumped down and heaved, his wings lazily drooping on his sides. 

Spencer gasped for air, panting heavily as he recovered from the intense orgasm. Amanda let go of his dick, the rod still fully erect even after his release, his impressive refractory period partly thanks to the thick cloud of pheromones hanging in the air and partly thanks to his dragon blood, cum still slowly dripping from his tip. He blinked a few times as he recovered from his stupor, looking up to see his mother's face staring down at him, a seductive look on her. Amanda's tail swung from side to side as she purred into his ear, 
"Now that I've helped you…" 
She trailed off as she lifted one of her feet up onto the bench that Spencer was sitting on, spreading her thighs wide open and bringing her pussy up to face level with him, pushing her crotch right up to his muzzle before resuming talking,
"... how about you repay the favour sweetie?"
Her slit glistened and glimmered as she spread it apart slightly with her hands, beads of her nectar rolling down her pussy lips like morning dew on leaves. He could feel the heat radiating off of her nethers, the irresistible scent making his head spin and his mouth water in anticipation, her juices dripping down onto his chest and belly as he gulped and slowly leaned forwards, pressing his muzzle against her entrance. Amanda gasped and moaned, putting one of her hands on the back of his head, gingerly pressing her son's mouth on her pussy. He opened up his maw wide, eagerly pressing his tongue into her pussy, licking all around her snug canal. A flood of her natural lubrication rushed into the boy's ready muzzle in waves, gushing and squirting with every flick of his tongue, his whole face stained and soaked in the slick liquids as he tried to swallow as much of it as he could. He was immediately hooked on the taste of it, a musky and comforting concoction that made him lose all control of himself, Spencer wrapping his hands around his mom's waist and hugging her tight as he ate her out, only stopping for the occasional frantic gasp of air before diving right in once more. Amanda squeaked out encouragement for him whenever she could, her body shaking from head to toe from pleasure,
"Ohh… honey… you're doing so well, keep going, please! Don't stop, please don't stop, I love you so much sweetheart~" 
The young man's eyes focused on the small little pink nub above her slit, lifting his mouth off of her cunt to plant it against the nub, grinding his tongue against it. His experience with ladies had been limited to lewd videos online so far, but he did have some sort of an idea of what a clit was. He didn't quite expect what an explosive reaction his oral stimulation of it would lead to however, Amanda pushing his head down against her crotch, squeezing her thighs around his muzzle as she screamed in pure delight, a river of her juices running down his chin. 

Amanda let go of her son's head and staggered back, bumping up against the opposite wall of the booth, leaning against it as she panted, her strong tail sharply whipping back and forth. She looked down at Spencer, the boy licking his lips and cleaning his muzzle of her honey, savouring every last drop of it in delight, his dick jutting straight upwards and pressing against his belly, a constant stream of precum squirting from the end of it and soaking into his shirt. Desperate for more, the dragoness fell down on her knees, slowly running her hands up his thighs as she leaned closer to his shaft, the manly smell of it drawing her in. She pushed her muzzle down to his ballsack, prodding at the two large orbs with her nose as she let her tongue slather them, her fingers massaging and fondling his belly. Amanda moved her maw up, nuzzling her face into the base of Spencer's dick, wrapping her long and agile tongue below his knot. His legs trembled and his wings flapped at the teasing licking his mother was doing, his groans and moans shaky as he reached down to grab her horns with both hands, using them as convenient handles to shift her muzzle to the tip of his cock. She opened her maw as wide as she could, a craving for him burning deep in her belly, her tongue circling and tickling his tip as ropes of precum coated her hefty tits. Unable to handle any more foreplay or teasing, his head hazy with lust, Spencer simultaneously pulled his mom down on his rod and thrust his hips forwards, his shaft sinking right down into her throat, his knot bumping up against her nose. She gripped the bench with both hands with white knuckles to hold her balance, focusing on her breathing as the huge dick plunged the back of her throat, unable and unwilling to do anything but to let her own kid facefuck her with full force, her cheeks and throat bulging out with every thrust. She let her tongue glide along the bottom of his shaft, feeling the ridges of his cock as pre pooled in her mouth faster than she could gulp it all down, the overflow dribbling out from the sides of her mouth. Spencer's mind was entirely blank, his whole being devoted to nothing besides breeding the warm hole wrapped around his dick, his balls pulling up close as he felt his orgasm nearing fast. With one last push, his knot slipped between her lips, Amanda's muzzle stuck agape as he started pumping her full of cum, his tip shoved deep down her gullet. She felt her stomach filling up with the huge amount of seed, every cough and gasp for air making spurts of it gush out of her nose and mouth, the strong and salty taste of it overwhelming her. 

Spencer kept his dick hilted in his mother for several minutes as he unloaded his seed into her throat, finally letting go and allowing her to pull back, the shaft dislodging from her in a fit of coughs and sputters, her stomach heavy with the amount of cum sloshing around in her. Amanda quickly clambered up onto her feet, swallowing the last globs of sperm still swirling in her maw, her jaw sore from the oral knotting. Without saying a word, she sat down on his lap, facing him, the cub's cock as hard as ever, ready to go for round three. Her pussy lips kissed his knot, grinding against it as she gyrated her hips and moaned, her nethers aching for some relief from the heat. She grabbed his length and aimed it at her wet entrance, both dragons loudly grunting as he finally entered her slit. She slowly slid the dick inside of her cunt, her walls tightening with every additional inch, her juices and his precum helping ensure that no additional lube was necessary. Amanda looped her hands around the back of his neck as she leaned back and started riding him, Spencer's tip just barely poking at her cervix at the apex of his thrusts, shivers running through her entire body. The boy was in heaven, his first time with a woman being a steamy breeding session with no condom on in a changing booth. The fact that said woman just so happened to also be his mom was barely even a problem in his mind anymore, and as much as he hated it, that fact might've even spurred him on further. Amanda couldn't get a coherent word out of her maw, only a series of squeaks, moans, and squeals passing through her lips as she rode her boy, her cunt stretched to the limits. Her husband was already pretty big, but her son might've even had a tad bigger package. Spencer pressed his face into her chest, nuzzling it between her full breasts, wildly licking and kissing as his dick pistoned in and out of her pussy, his balls slapping against her ass and his knot poking against her pussy lips. The whole booth rocked back and forth, the walls shaking and the bench thudding against the floor as the two dragons fucked, moans echoing out into the hallway. Spencer yanked her down onto his shaft, pulling and pushing as hard as he could, clenching his teeth as her tunnel slowly gaped further and further until eventually his knot finally popped inside, his vision almost blacking out from pure sensory overload, every nerve in his body firing off as he screamed and roared. Amanda hugged him tightly and bit down on his neck in a state of feral frenzy, her sharp fangs sinking into his scales by a tiny bit, drawing a few drops of blood. Her pussy clenched around his dick as hard as she could, the head of his cock penetrating into her cervix as it pulsed, squirts of thick cum rushing deep into her. 

The mother and son pair sat still for almost ten minutes straight, locked in a deep embrace, Spencer's knot tied in her pussy as he creampied her, filling her up with the biggest load he had ever managed to produce, several gallons of dragon seed pouring directly into her womb through her cervix, his ribbed shaft still slowly moving inside of her as she gently rocked back and forth in his lap. Amanda's belly had blown up to several times its original size from the sheer amount of sperm he had pumped in her, the dragoness looking like she was nearing the end of a pregnancy, her belly jiggling and shifting around as she pulled her fangs out of the boy's neck, licking and cleaning the small wounds she had left behind. The two stared at each other, both out of breath and finally satisfied, though they both also knew that it wouldn't last long: females in heat and the males around them tend to only get a brief moment of respite from the constant need to fuck and breed after orgasm, the insatiable hunger returning with a vengeance shortly after as a guarantee that the female in heat would be filled up several times during her heat. Even still, Amanda and Spencer fully enjoyed the short relief, taking the time to focus on not just the lust and the carnal pleasures. Amanda leaned in to kiss her son, nuzzling his cheek and sighing gently afterwards, wrapping her hands and her wings around him. Spencer did the same, just listening to the sounds of her relaxed breathing. His knot eventually deflated enough for her to tug herself off of him, the male groaning as she finally slipped off, cum draining from her stretched pussy lips and splattering down onto the ground. The floor was completely flooded with a mixture of different bodily fluids, his cum and her juices sloshing around, spilling out of the booth. Both dragons were likewise coated, their red scales decorated with strings and globs of white. Amanda grabbed Spencer's hand and pulled him out of the changing booth, leading him into the hot springs. She leaned up against the wall of the pool, the boy cuddling up to her as they both moaned in unison, the warm water soaking their bodies, cum clouding the previously clear water. The two were already starting to feel the effects of the heat starting to kick in once more, Spencer's dick getting erect and poking out of the water as Amanda giggled and reached down to slowly stroke it, happy that she had the room booked for several more hours still.