Summer Vacation

I woke up with the sun hitting my face. I was still lying on the sofa naked, stiff as a board. That's when last night's sex with mom hit me. It was like remembering a forgotten dream. Was it really a dream?

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. I knew she was going to regret this and take everything from me: my freedom to be naked, masturbate wherever I want, and fucking her.

I took a shower and put on some clothes. I started to make breakfast and coffee. While sipping my coffee, I heard mom enter the main door. She entered the kitchen and looked at me. She was sweating like she has been out jogging.

"Where have you been, mom?" I asked.

"I had to take a morning walk to clear my mind. We need to talk. What happened last night shouldn't have happened!"

"I know the things I did to you last night were bad. I was so stupid! I became so horny showing my naked body to you. I played with your feelings, mom. You haven't had any physical relationship since dad passed away and I used that to my benefit."

"You haven't done anything wrong. If I just had some..."

"I should've controlled myself. I can't even look you in the eye any more."

"Can you let me speak, son?"

"Sorry mom, but I need some time to recover from this. If you weren't my mom, I would've stripped you naked right here and fucked you like a wild dog. But I'd rather be a good son to my mom. I made you some breakfast. I will be in my room today." With that said, I left the kitchen. My mom was shocked to hear this. Yes, last night was fucking amazing but if I ever let her talk like this, the situation would've been the opposite. She should feel sorry for me and find a way to make me happy again. The last thing I said should give her a right hint for what I really wanted.

The day went on as I played games in my room. It didn't bother me at all.

Meanwhile, my mom was in the kitchen, confused. I already passed on eating dinner with her. It was getting late and I could smell the dinner cooking.

"Baby, come downstairs! Dinner's ready." I remained quiet, hoping she'd get the hint. "If you don't come downstairs now, I'll punish you!"

I paused for a moment. "Yeah, alright, alright, I will come down in a minute."

I went down after ten minutes. She sat there by the dining table. I didn't say anything, didn't even look at her. I sat down and started to serve myself.

"Why are you doing this?" she shouted. It startled me.

"What, ma?"

"Why are you acting like this? I hate it."

"Sorry, ma. It's that the thought of me fucking you still makes me horny. I'm trying my best to avoid it."

"So what? Can we still talk?"

"Easier said than done, I'm afraid."

"So? I was the one who let you fuck me and I'm still talking to you. I don't care if keep thinking of me in a lustful way. All I wanted was to talk to you!"

"But I've been walking around naked, masturbating whenever and wherever. We had these perfect open talks but now I have to block you from my horny mind. I can't find any other way."

Mom paused for a moment and took a deep breath.

"Okay, baby, I will tell you one thing and I want you to remember this! I never said that you should stop the things you were doing. I also liked the open talk and the openness we had. There should be only one thing we shouldn't be doing and that is having sex."

"It won't be the same, mom!"

"What do you mean?"

"You won't be the same as before! You won't be naked around me anymore, you won't masturbate in front of me, and you won't be open as you were before with me. Am I right?"

"Maybe so, but that's my choice to make, son. Why should I do what you're doing?"

"Because it was never only about me! It was about us! If this is what you want, then I can do that myself in my room. I felt this special bond with you that I never had before."

"Then what do you want?"

"I want you to enjoy your life, amma! I want you to stop missing my dad! I want you to feel free!"

Mom didn't say anything. She fell back deeper into the chair. She knew how happy she was: the feelings, the way she was, how open she was. Everything was life-changing for her. She found the truth in what her son was saying.

"Why should we set limits when we were enjoying this?"

Mom looked up at me. Her eyes were wet, a tear ready to fall.

"I never thought about it like this. Do you really love me that much?" she asked.

"Of course! You're the only person I care about in this world."

Mom took a deep breath. "I'm sorry I got carried away. We should continue what we started. We never meant anything bad for each other, rather the best. Go ahead and remove your clothes. Let's enjoy our food and celebrate."

I jumped off the chair out of happiness!

"Oh my god, mom! You're the best! I knew you would understand."

I pulled off my t-shirt right away and hugged her really hard. Her boobs were pressing at my chest, my cock on her hips. My mom smiled as I undressed. She took my clothes and placed them on a free chair before starting to strip herself. She took off her top and unhooked her bra. Her boobs bounced while she smiled at me. She turned around placed her top on the same chair. She took hold of her jeans and thong and started to pull them down. The jeans were hard to take off so I went to help.

"Careful. I don't want to fall over you again, she said while laughing.

I went on my knee to drag them down. With both of us pulling, it went down pretty fast. Mom's arms went all the way to the floor and had my face in her ass. What a view! Her ass crack was spread apart, showing me her dark asshole. The smell made me go mad. I wanted to prod it with my fingers. She went up and closed the gate to my happiness. I grabbed on her love handles and pulled myself up, dick was pointing right at her.

"This feels good, son."

"I'm so happy, mom!" I gave her a big bearhug and pulled her towards me, lifting her a bit up. My mom was returned the hug really hard. Without her knowing, she wrapped her legs around my hips. Her wet pussy was rubbing against my lower stomach, her supple ass resting on my cock. She kissed my forehead.

"I'm glad you're happy, baby!"

She hugged me again harder, legs wrapped around my waist. I could feel her pussy lips spread on my lower stomach. Her hard nipples were stabbing my chest. It was hard for her to still hold on to me and started to slide down. I stopped her by pulling her up again. I felt her nipples and pussy rub upwards. My left hand was holding her left cheek and the fingers on my right hand were inside her ass crack. I could feel her wetness from her sweat. She didn't mind at all. Her butt moved so I could touch her hole. Her arms slipped from the sweat and she dropped down. My cock rubbed her all the way from her asshole to her. She got up and slapped my ass, making her way to the table and inviting me to do the same.

Maybe there is hope after all.