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Note: This is a sequel to “A Dream of Mom”
https://wrestlingffp.forumcommunity.net/?t=62524189
Warning: Incestuous themes.
Derek went to school the day after his wet dream. The vision of his own mother turning him into a cuckold with BBC kept him up the rest of the night. He didn’t get enough sleep and struggled to get through his day.
One of the older black students, Isiah, noticed Derek’s lack of energy and decided to take advantage of his weak state. Isiah approaches Derek in the hallway...
Isiah: Yo, homie. You good?
Derek: Yes, Isiah. Fuck off.
Isiah: I know you ain’t talking to me like that, cucky!
Isiah chuckles as the visible bags under Derek’s eyes then light up with shock. Isiah has been bullying Derek for a while over a situation that happened with his ex-girlfriend.
Derek: What?
Isiah: You heard me, bitch.
Derek: Leave me alone, man. I’m not having it today.
Isiah: Oh really? Guess who is having IT? Yo girl Evie...
Derek: Don’t talk about her!
Derek snaps as Isiah really is starting to strike a nerve.
Isiah: Why not? It’s not like y’all are dating anymore. She with us now. Givin’ us some good lovin’.
Isiah smirks and starts making a sexual gesture with pelvic thrusts. Derek growls before reaching over to grab Isiah by his shirt. Isiah then lands a stiff right jab to Derek’s face, knocking him to the ground.
Derek: Ahh fuck!
Isiah: You lucky I don’t beat yo ass some more. Fuck outta here with that shit.
Isiah walks away as Derek struggles to get back on his feet.
Hours later, Derek comes home from school with a black eye. He’s still tired and now it’s even worse given his current physical state. Derek sets his bag down on the couch when he’s confronted by his busty mother, Angela.
Angela: Oh, baby, what happened? I got a call earlier. Tell me what happened?
Derek: Mom, I’m fine.
Angela: No, let me get you some ice and you explain this whole mess.
Derek groans, just wanting some sleep. He sits on the couch as Angela gets some ice from the freezer and bags it up. She takes it over to her son and places it over his eye.
Derek: Ow! Ssss!
Angela: Just hold it there, and tell me what happened.
Derek: God... it was Isiah.
Angela: Again?!
Derek: Yeah. It’s not like I’m egging him on or anything.
Angela: That boy.
Angela clicks her tongue and shakes her head with disappointment, arms crossed.
Angela: Did you not fight back? Don’t tell me I wasted all that money on those karate lessons.
Derek: I... I tried, but, he caught me off guard.
Angela: You’re also out of shape. No muscles, no conditioning! Why’d you pick a fight with him anyway?!
Derek: I didn’t, I... he said stuff about Evie.
Angela: Oh. I’m sorry. What did he say?
She sits next to her son and rubs his arm to comfort him.
Derek: He just made a sex joke to tease me about it.
Angela: I’m sorry, baby. I know you’re tired so I’m gonna make a call with the school to see if I can’t sort this out.
Derek: Yeah, sure. Please don’t make it worse.
Angela: I’ll try, baby, I’ll try.
Derek gets up and hazily walks to his room and falls face first on his bed. Hours of good sleep ensued for Derek.
The whole afternoon flies by as Derek wakes up at about eight o’clock, when it’s dark outside. His nap was satisfying and he felt like getting some dinner. When he heads to the kitchen, he sees his mother sitting on the couch in a white tank top and short-shorts. She’s watching the classic Marvel film Blade starring Wesley Snipes.
Derek: Hey, mom.
Angela: Hey, sweetie! Feeling better?
Derek: Yes mom. I’m gonna heat up some frozen spaghetti.
Angela: Okay, dear.
Derek loads the microwave with the frozen entrée and sets the time. The microwave beeps and buzzes as Derek goes to the couch to sit next to his mom. She’s biting her thumb with a slight smirk as she watches Blade slaughter vampires. She then turns her attention to her son.
Angela: Let me see that eye.
She takes a good look at his shiner, much to Derek’s pain.
Angela: Yep, that’s a black eye.
Derek: Come again?
Angela: A black eye?
Derek: Oh. I thought you said something else.
He blushes a little and Angela notices.
Angela: What did you think I said?
Derek: Nothing, just, never mind.
Angela: You’re acting strange. Please talk to me. I’m trying to be here for you.
She grabs his hand and holds it as Derek sees no other way but to address his problem. He can’t hold in the thoughts that distract him during the day.
Derek: Okay… I’ll… I’ve got a problem. Please don’t think bad of me.
Angela: No, no, I could never. Tell me what’s bothering you and I’ll do my best to help you get through it.
Derek nods and takes a deep breath as Angela keeps her ears open for her son.
Derek: Ever since… Evie left me… Isiah and his friends have been teasing me. They’ve said dirty things and tried to taunt me just to get on my nerves.
Angela: Yes, I know.
Derek: Well… since all that started happening, I’ve fallen into a pit of humiliation and embarrassment that really made me… curious.
Angela’s eyes widen at the potential thought of anything this situation could be. She prepares herself mentally on how to respond.
Angela: Curious in what way?
Derek: I wanted to know why she left me for them. So… I started watching interracial porn and…
He tears up a little but manages to hold in his emotions.
Derek: Isiah found it on my phone when he was harassing me.
Angela: Oh. I’m sorry to hear that…
Angela is in shock at what is transpiring before her. The truth is now revealed and she tries to handle it the best she can.
Angela: Does the porn help?
Derek: Kind of. It helps me believe that black guys aren’t that dangerous. And… I’m kinda aroused by it a little.
Angela: Well, you should know that sexual thoughts are normal at your age. You just need to learn how to control them and not let them distract you. Is that why you were so tired today?
Derek: I wasn’t up all night watching porn, mom.
Angela: Then what is it?
Derek stays silent for a minute, about to risk everything…
Derek: I had a dream last night. I couldn’t get sleep afterwards.
Angela: What was this dream about?
Her cleavage was starting to become unavoidable to the eyes of Derek. He tries to stay composed…
Derek: I had a dream… about you… with a black guy. You had sex with him in front of me.
Both mother and son had tears swelling in their eyes in awkward silence.
Angela: I…
Derek: No, I’m sorry. Please don’t think bad of me.
Angela: It was only a dream.
She holds her tears back and starts to think of a solution.
Angela: So, do you think I’m attractive in some way?
Derek: You’re very pretty, mom. But, I was just distracted by that last night.
Angela: I understand now. Would it help you to talk about it?
Derek: I don’t mind if you don’t.
Angela: Okay.
Angela postured up and got ready to play therapist for her son.
Angela: So… this is a combination of your interracial fascination and seeing me in some kind of… sexual way?
Derek: Yes. In the dream.
Derek blushes at the weird feeling of being able to vent his thoughts.
Angela: Do you have other certain fantasies about me?
Derek: So far, this one is the most prevalent.
Angela: Okay. What do you find attractive about me?
Derek: Um, I don’t know, mom.
He blushes and Angela smiles with a bit of delight.
Angela: You’re embarrassed, I get it. I have an idea. Is this conversation turning you on?
Derek: Ummm, a little.
He blushes more and his dick hardens in his shorts.
Angela: Then, I might be able to help you out without doing anything crazy.
She stands up in front of her son and puts her hair up in a messy bun.
Angela: I’ll strip down for you, and you can have a little fun.
Derek: What do you mean by “fun”.
She smiles and takes her white tank top off to reveal her milky breasts in a beige bra.
Angela: Jerk off, maybe I’ll let you touch. I just want to help you get your mind off all this mess.
Derek: O-okay.
Derek shyly and slowly pulls out his penis and starts stroking. Angela leans over to unclip her bra and show Derek her cleavage.
Angela: So, you think about mommy and a black guy? Does he have a big black cock?
Derek nods as his cock gets harder watching his own mom talk dirty in real time. Angela takes her bra off and exposes her bare titties.
Angela: Does that excite you? To see your mommy with a big black man? Watch her suck his black cock? Maybe ride em good?
She raises her arms in the air and shakes her fat tits around. Derek is at a loss for words, fully gooned out.
Angela: You enjoy watching your own mother scream as a sexy black stallion rails her guts out?
Derek: Ohhh god!!
Derek busts his load onto his knuckles and shorts. Angela was a tad bit disappointed he finished so quickly. And just when she was getting started.
Derek: I’m sorry mom. I’m so sorry.
Angela: Shh, shh. It’s okay, love. You’ve had your fun. It’s time for bed.
Derek: Yeah… yeah you’re right.
Angela: Don’t feel bad, baby.
She starts clothing herself up again as Derek pants with shame.
Angela: That was meant to help. I hope it did.
Derek: It did, mom. Thank you.
Angela: Okay, now head off to bed. You need the sleep.
Derek rushes off to bed with nothing but confusion in his brain. The spaghetti got cold in the microwave and Angela sat down to finish watching Blade.
To be continued…
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