Seven day???

I was so happy! I wanted to jump around, but she kept holding my hard 7-inch cock in her hand. My movement made cock head jump forward.

Me: "Oh my god, mom! You are going to love it! And I promise I'm not forcing you anything. But mom, if you keep holding my cock, I'm going to cum all over your face."

She realised what she was doing and laughed.

"Oh, sorry, got carried away there." She pulled me closer by the cock and said, "Ok then, let's book it! But remember the promise, mister!"

My cock was really close to her face. She took a deep breath and let it go. She went to the sink, found some water for herself, and searched through a shopping bag.

"Still like to smell my cock?" I asked, smirking.

"Why? Do you mind?" She asked while taking some pills with her water.

"No, you can smell it whenever you want madam, this cock is all yours." While giving her a royal bow.

She giggled and slurped down the pill and said, "Well, thank you, mister, it is a pleasure to have the luxury."

We both laughed.

Me: "What are you taking? Have you been shopping?"

Mom: "Yes, I was out this morning, don't you see with my clothes on?"

She smirked back at me. She was out shopping and had to put on some clothes. I felt so stupid right there. My face looked like a clown. I slapped my head and laughed.

Me: "Jesus, mom, I thought you were going to have the 'talk' once again. I was so terrified, don't scare me like that again."

She started to burst out of laughter.

Mom: "I loved the way you looked when you first saw me. My little son was so disappointed. We had the talk last night, didn't we? Do you disagree with anything?"

Me: "No! Not at all!"

I was still terrified by the thought of going through it again.

Mom: "That's good, baby! We are done talking. (paused a bit) And btw mister, my asshole is so sore because of you fingering it so much! Use lube or spit on my asshole before you do that again!"

I felt my horniness rush back. My cock was rock hard, pointing straight up. I wanted to rip her clothes off and fuck her right there.

Me: "I can do it right now if you show me your asshole mom!"

Mom: "About that… the pill I took right now, you know what it is?"

I felt disappointment was about to hit me again. I found a chair from the dining table and sat down while she was across the kitchen talking.

Me: "No, you never told me when I asked."

Mom: "It is a p pill."

Me: "You mean, the p pill?"

Mom: "Yes, with this pill, I won't get pregnant. But there is a 'but' mister."

Me: "What? What?"

Mom: "It will take seven days for it to take effect if I'm not on my period."

Me: "And?"

Mom: "So I thought we should keep ourselves together for 7 days before we do anything."

There it was, the disappointment, good news, and bad news, how cliché!

Me: "What? Why? I can use a condom. You know that, right?"

I felt my cock rejecting the word condom by sloping off a bit.

Mom: "Yes dear, I know, there are lots of things we can do. But this idea hit me when I was buying the pill. You are my son, and if we kept doing this, it might change our relationship. Don't you agree? That's why I wanted to try out a normal mother and son time for seven days. To clear our mind."

My cock was dead by now. My body wanted to cry. This is going to ruin everything. Everything was fine until the last thing she said, "To clear our mind," Was echoed in my brain. We were done talking, she said? And now this clearing bullshit!

I needed to do something, something to keep this going. I was silent for a moment. I knew she could see my pale face that was about to burst out. But I need to keep cool. I can't be a crybaby. I heard my inner self talking to me: "Shut the fuck up! And talk! Don't ruin everything, you crybaby!"

I pulled myself together. And said, "You know what, mom! I agree! Seven days to clear our minds sounds good!"

Mom was shocked to hear this. She thought her son would be crazy mad about this. She felt proud of how mature her son was, and how he handled the news. She knew she was talking to a young man that knew what he was doing.

Mom: "Are you sure? I mean, is it ok for you?"

Me: "What are you talking about, mom? Of course, I'm not a rapist that is going to fuck you even when you don't want to. What do you think of me? Let's try it out for seven days, and let's see what happens next."

Mom: "I'm really glad you handle it so well, baby! I'm so proud of you!"

Me: "But mom, I'm still going naked, though. I can't give that up."

I said with a false smile.

Mom: "Oh yes, baby, that's not the case at all. We can be naked and everything. It is kinda turning out to be our lifestyle, don't you think?"

Me: "Haha, yea, mom, I think we can call ourselves nudists from now on."

She agreed with a smile.