Reasoning

My mom was shocked to hear this. It was like I took the words from her mouth. Last night was fucking amazing.

If I ever let her talk like this, the situation would have been the opposite. I feel sorry for my mom and her distancing from me for a while. I rather not!

She should feel sorry for me. She should find a way to make me happy again. The last thing I said was to give her the right hint about what I really wanted.

The day went on, and I was playing games in my room all day. It didn't bother me at all. Meanwhile, my mom has been in the living room, confused.

I have already passed to eat lunch with her. It was getting late, and I could smell the evening food getting ready.

"Baby, the food Is ready, come downstairs!" Mom shouted from downstairs.

"No, mom, I will pass," I replied from my room.

"Don't you dare! You haven't been eating anything since this morning!" Now she starts to get angry

"I'm really not hungry, mom!" I said again.

"If you don't come downstairs now, I will get really mad at you! Get down here!" She is really mad now.

I paused for a moment and said, "Yeah, alright, alright, I will come down in a minute." Believe me, you don't want to see your mother angry.

I went down after 10 minutes like it was really hard for me to face my mom again. She sat there by the dining table, with food being ready on the table. I didn't say anything, didn't even look at her. I sat down and started to serve myself.

She got frustrated and shouted, "Why are you doing this?"

It startled me. "What, ma?"

"Why are you like this? I don't like this at all!" She said in anger.

I replied to her directly "Sorry, mom, the thought of me fucking you still makes me horny. I'm trying my best to avoid it."

"So what? Can we still talk?" She looked into my eyes and said it.

"It is easier said than done, especially when you are so damn sexy. Your wet pussy still haunts my mind back and forth." I said without restraint in my mouth.

"So? You should stop talking to your own mother. I was the one who let your big cock inside me. I'm still talking, am I not?" Even she has also stopped restraining her language.

"Maybe it is easy for you to forget! I am a teenager. Even when I watch porn, I'm starting to imagine you in it." I said with sadness and guilt visible in my voice.

"I don't care if you imagine me or not, or think of my wet pussy, talk to me, that's all I wanted!" She said equal or more sadness.

"No, mom, there are so many changes that have to be done!" I denied

"What do you mean?" She asked

"I have been walking around naked, masturbating whenever I felt like it, and wherever I wanted to. We had these perfect open talks… Now I have to forget everything. Do you know how hard it is? To do so, I have to start with blocking you from my horny mind." I replied to her question.

"What? Blocking me?! If you ever do that, I will slap you!" She get up from her chair and shouted at me.

The chair fell backwards because of her sudden movements. But none of us was in the mood to take care of it.

"Sorry, mom, I can't find any other way," I said as I avoided her eyes.

Mom paused for a moment. She took a deep breath and said "Ok, baby, I will tell you one thing, and I want you to remember this!"

I look back at her and ask "What?"

"I never said that you should stop the things you were doing. I also liked the open talk and the openness we had. Let's don't stop with that. There should be only one thing we shouldn't, and that is having sex." She said as she rest her hand on my shoulder

I was so glad to hear this! But I had to act casual. I knew she was saying that to make me. She has already taken a step back.

I shook my head and said, "It won't be the same, mom!"

She was confused and asked, "What do you mean?"

"You won't be the same as before!" I tell her what the problem is.

"I don't understand." She really looked confused to me as her brow was frowning.

So I told her the truth "You won't be naked around me anymore, you won't masturbate in front of me, and you won't be as open as you were before with me. You will limit yourself and let me enjoy everything. Am I right?"

She finally understands. She looked serious and answered, "That's my choice!"

"See, exactly it won't be the same!" I pointed out the main point.

"But why do I have to be the same?" She asked