MONDAY

So it’s Mom, Richard and I on a Monday night in early October. I’ve been back home for about a month at this point, and today hasn’t been bad, kind of your average Monday. I woke up, ate, applied to some jobs, looked at emails, played some games, smoked some weed, all the above.

Dinner came and went, I told mom about my day, she seems kinda frustrated with me since I’ve been home. Kind of like she doesn’t want me there for too long.

“Honey, you have to get yourself a job soon,” she said to me.

“I know mom, look I’m trying. These industries are tough, you gotta get a foot in the door first. Hopefully once I do that, I can stay in a job for a long period of time, save some cash, and hopefully not have to stay at home again.” I replied, somberly.

“You’ll get it done sweety, but we have to try harder. Maybe we go to more Job Fairs, or we spend a weekend exploring some of these businesses making face to face introductions.”

Honestly that was one of the last things I wanted to do. Going to professional places with my mom would likely help me with my job hunt, but people would give me jobs based on her looks and trying to please her. Trust me, it’s happened my whole life. I want to be in this business (the sports industry), because I think I can be good at it, not because of my hot mom.

Richard decides he can bring input now for whatever reason. “That’s a great idea babe. Andy, maybe you can finally grow a pair and get out of the house.” Despite me having talked to mom about his rough language with me in the past, she just brushes it off as his sense of humor. Although it bothers me still, I don’t let it show in hopes that he one day will stop.

“It’s settled then” my mom said before I could respond. “We’ll do it this weekend.”

Richard starts talking about politics to change the topic, and I shut up visibly annoyed about what just happened. Despite that, the two debate on and pay me no mind.

Dinner finishes up, and the couple go to watch a movie. I go to my room to play PS5 before bed.

10:30 rolls around, the two say goodnight to me and go to their room. They pass out earlier than I do, so 11:00 come up and I start to hear the nightly moaning.

“FUCK Richard PUT A BABY IN ME” I can hear my mom scream. “GOD DAMMIT YOUR HUGE, WAY BIGGER THAN MY LAST HUSBAND.”

“You’re such a good girl. My good girl,”

“YES BABY IM CUMMING, I'M YOUR GIRL, THIS IS ALL YOURSSS” she replies in between gasps.

I hop onto my bed and jerk off, cumming not long after she does. They seem to fall asleep around 11:30. I passed out after playing a few more hours of playstation.

I took an edible not long after they went to their bedroom, so that’s what I first attributed to the weirdest dream I’ve ever had.

I was in downtown LA, at a busy intersection. I crossed the street and looked down at my phone. Having not seen any notifications I looked up to see where I was going, and noticed that the intersection wasn’t as busy as before. In fact, nobody was at the intersection except me, and one other person. She was right behind me, and I didn’t recognize her.

Completely naked, with caramel skin, long hair, and I swear the biggest rack you’ve ever seen. She tapped me on the shoulder to turn me around. She kissed me right on the lips, I swear it felt so real.

I could feel her tongue darting in and out of my mouth, exploring the insides. It almost didn’t feel like a kiss, and more as if she was just feeling around. She grabbed my ass, and thanks to dream logic, I couldn’t stop it. I’ve never had a naughty dream where I was submissive, I didn’t think I had a sub bone in my body, but this random dream girl had me caught in her trap.

She broke the kiss, turned into my ear, and whispered “cum.” Holy shit her voice was like butter, it almost spoke directly into the soul. My knees buckled on the crosswalk, and I quickly collapsed to them. By dick felt like it was non stop pulsating, just exploding out shot after shot of cum. It was the best, most intense orgasm I ever had in my life.

I look up to the dream girl staring at me, smiling down as I continue to cum at her feet. “They will all listen now, just tell them.” Through my mist of intense orgasm, I had enough wherewithal to ask myself “what the fuck does that mean,” but not enough to ask her. At the end of my orgasm, I woke up.