Late Night Movie with Mum Part 2

I felt the cold night air roll over my body as I laid on my bed breathing heavy as I thought about what had occurred. I had not only just fucked my own mother, but I had filled her with my cum. We both laid there in silence. I instinctively wanted to apologies to her. I remained silent and eventually I noticed her breathing becoming soft and rhythmic. I turned to my side to see my mother looking stunning, completely naked in my own bed and now she was asleep. I laid back and allowed myself to fall asleep as well.

I woke up to the sound of my alarm going off. “Damn!” I thought to myself, forgetting about the fact I had my alarm still set from yesterday. I didn’t turn it off for the weekend. I rolled over in my bed reaching over to turn it off. That’s when last night came flooding back to me, I was naked in my bed and my mother was no where to be seen. Immediately I felt my stomach drop and worry wash over me. “Had she regretted it? Did she hate me for it? Did she think I got her drunk? Was she going to tell Dad?”

I threw on a pair of pants and a shirt and slunk down the stairs feeling the pang and sense of guilt wash over my body. I made my way to the kitchen like I would every morning. My mum had a pair of black sweats on and what looked to be one of my shirts. The fact she was wearing one of my shirts threw me for a spin emotionally. “Was she acknowledging what happened? Was she okay with it?”

“Oh, you’re up. I was just about to call out to you. I made some eggs and toast again.” She said as I entered the kitchen.

“Yeah, I uhh forgot to turn my alarm off last night.”

She paused for a moment as I mentioned last night briefly, before giving me a soft smile. In that moment I felt relaxed, and comfortable.

“You must have been distracted last night then.” She teased.

“It was a little distracting.”

“It was or the girl was distracting?” She asked. I couldn’t believe how straight forward she was acting about it all. She was still pretending we were strangers last night? I figure this is how she resolved and coped with it in her mind. I mean, she couldn’t admit to herself that she had slept with her own son.

“She was distracting, she was much more than that actually.”

“Oh, and do you plan on seeing her again?” There it is, she wants to do it again. She wants to know if I want to do it again? Dammit, I hadn’t thought about that. I mean she is my own mother, but she is so hot.

“I am not sure, I was hoping to see her today. But I am happy if I don’t, I mean I can just spend the day with you.” I replied not sure how she would respond.

“Would you really want to spend the day with your mother, instead of a girl that you slept with? I don’t believe you.”

“Well, I mean it could be just as entertaining.” I teased back. I had forgotten about the food on the table as I felt a familiar feeling of blood rushing down to my cock. A tent forming in my pants.

“It’s up to you then. Did you want a stranger to help you with your problem, or your mother?” She said with a gesture to the bulge in my pants.

I gulped as I thought about it. I mean we had already definitely crossed boundaries last night. After all I had cum inside of my own mother, but we never acknowledged our relationship. Now she was asking if I wanted to, I mean it would be another boundary we cross.

“I’ll tell you what, you have breakfast. I am going to get changed into something more… revealing and you can decide who you want to hang out with today. Meet me in the living room after, and if you don’t want to do anything. Then that is okay to, just message me when you have decided.”

With that my mother went off upstairs to her room, as I sat there stunned I heard the shower come on.