The Talk

I was woken up by the sun hitting my face. I was still lying on the sofa naked. My body was stiff. It was hard to move.

That's when last night's sex with mom hit me. It was like remembering a forgotten dream. Was it really a dream? What next, if it really happened?

I looked around the house. The pizza was gone. Everything was clean, like someone tried to cover up a murder.

I looked for my mom, but she was nowhere to be found, not even in her bedroom. Did she run away? I thought. I panicked.

I knew she was going to regret this and take everything from me. My freedom to be naked, masturbate wherever I want, and the worst to fuck her. I know my mom. Fuck! What am I gonna do?! Think! (A/N: author is speechless. Not an ounce of guilt.)

It was as if he heard what the author said and said to himself 'why should I feel guilty? I love her. It's just that I found it out late. And I am not ashamed about my true feelings.'

(A/N: he really is someone to admire for his thick face. I am sure even Jiraiya would take him as a master for his thinking.)

I took a shower and put on some clothes. I started to make breakfast and made coffee. While sipping my coffee, I heard mom enter the main door.

She entered the kitchen where I was sitting. She looked at me. She was sweating like she had been out jogging.

"Where have you been, mom?" I asked as if nothing happened.

"I had to take a morning walk to clear my mind." My mom replied while wiping her sweat.

"I see, you still think about last night?" I know it's not avoidable.

"Yes, and we need to talk." She said seriously.

Here it comes. But I want to take the lead. "Yes, we need it! I need to talk to you about last night!" I said seriously

Mom was surprised. She asked "What?"

"What happened shouldn't have happened!" I said before she could.

Mom tried to speak, "Yes, and…"

But I don't want to give her the chance "And we need to stop this! Right away. The things I did to you last night were not good. You are my mom, and for me to even think that way is just so wrong!"

Mom: "Well, it was not only…"

I again stopped her rudely and continued "Everything is my fault! If I never walked around naked, swinging my dick around. And I thought nothing was ever going to happen? I was so stupid! I became so horny showing my naked body to you."

Mom: "No, you weren't, it was also …"

Me: "I feel like I played with your feelings, mom. You haven't had any physical relationship since dad passed away. I feel like I used that to my benefit. I feel ashamed!"

Mom: "No, baby, don't feel that way! You haven't done anything wrong. If I just had some…"

Me: "I should have controlled myself. I can't even look you in the eye anymore."

Mom: "Can you let me speak?"

Me: "Sorry, mom, I think I need some time for myself. I need to recover from this. If you weren't my mom, I would have stripped you naked right here and fucked you like a wild dog."

I took a deep breath while my eyes got teary.

Me: "But I will rather be a good son to my mom. And for me to clear my mind, and stop imagining you naked, and stop being so horny. I need to spend some time alone. I made you some breakfast. I will be in my room today."

And I left the kitchen.