Conspiracy of DreamsChapter 28 Target Trey
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"Fuck it; you've had your ten minutes," I whined, pushing the shower door open.
"Mom, come on, I'm in here, can't you wait your turn?" he griped, peeking at me.
"What, you've seen me naked, both while being on top of me and on the bottom too. You're gonna take all the hot water too," I mentioned, getting in front of him. "So, you're going to share."
"Fine, Mom," he moaned.
I giggled and let my hair get wet. "Will you wash my hair for me, son?"
"Sure, Mom."
A few seconds later, I felt his hands come onto my head, and he washed it for me. I couldn't help, but vibrate a bit, but I didn't speak until he was done.
"Time for a rinse."
I leaned forward and rinsed my hair for a moment.
After that minute, I turned back to him and took his rod in both hands. "I'm sorry it didn't work last weekend, but you did get your dick sucked."
"Bite you, Mom, but thank you."
"Of course, I failed as your wing woman, but I made up for it, though, right?"
"Yes, Mom, so what are we exactly? We have sex, but you still try to get me laid with other women. That sounds weird."
"I know," I agreed, before kissing him. "I love you, and you love me, just in an unconventional way, I think. We can be somewhere in between mother and son and girlfriend and boyfriend. You may grab your mom's tits, and I won't slap you, just as long as I can give you a mean handjob in the shower. I must say, though, if you just got out sooner, I wouldn't be in here. What do you say, you want to go out again tonight? Give your mommy another shot at getting a different woman to suck your pecker."
"Sure, Mom, that sounds good," he let out, shaking a bit.
"Go ahead, grab those melons, son, your mommy won't mind."
"Well, you're crazy, Mom," he branded me, setting his hands on them.
"Would you like to have sex before we head out, we can do it here if you'd like?"
"No, that's okay, but you're ready to do it if I come up dry again?"
"Dude, we can have sex whenever you want. We've slept together and gone out on dates, even though we talked like mother and son. You're my twenty-two-year-old son, Trey, and I love you more than life itself," I made clear, placing my hands on his butt. "Maybe because of our weird relationship, you haven't moved out, but I still get you out there, maybe meet someone to make me a grandma with, whether it's a white chick, a black one, Asian or whatever. I don't care; I want you to be happy. You should find a kinky one, that'll let you shoot her tits with your seed. I love seeing your white cum on my black boobs, but I'd still like you to do it on another's woman's jugs, because I'd like you to have a woman you can get pregnant."
"So, you'd be fine if I went after a white woman? You'd talk me up to a white chick?"
"Yes, and I feel your cock coming onto my pussy now, so you like the idea. So, why don't we get out of here and go to a club?"
"Yes, I'd still love her just as much, Trey, let's get out of here. If you find that chick, you can take the car, and I'll get an Uber to Tracy's house," I proposed, before kissing him.
We both got out and went to our bedrooms to get ready. We both went out to a club in nice clothes and went to look at some nice ladies that might want to get lucky with my son. I got us a couple of beers and got ready for someone.
We sat down on a loveseat in the place and looked around. "So, what do you think, Trey?"
He did the same and nodded. "They look nice, Mom."
"Not any great first impressions, though?"
"I don't know, Mom, but I'll keep an eye out."
I smiled, but leaned towards him. "You seem tense, would you like to go to the bathroom so that I can give you head?"
"No, Mom, that's okay, you're here as my wing woman, remember?"
"Yes, well, let's randomly throw a worm out there," I mentioned, waving my hand. "Oh, white redhead, she looks cute, right?"
"Sure, Mom."
That young woman came over as she sipped her drink. "Hello."
"Hi, I'm Monique, and this is my son, Trey."
"Okay, hello, Monique and Trey. Are you two mother and son?"
"Yes, and I just wanted to tell you that Trey thinks you're cute and wondered if you'd be interested in him buying you another drink."
Her eyebrows rose, though, and she laughed. "Wait, are you acting as your son's wing-woman?"
"Yes, why?" I asked, crossing my arms.
She stayed quiet for a moment and didn't make eye contact. "I think it's a little weird, that's all. Goodbye," she answered before walking away.
Trey and I stayed quiet too for a moment. I just got us a couple more beers and scanned the perimeter again. Even with alcohol, it still felt awkward.
"Okay, it's weird, but fuck her. Maybe you don't need a redhead, but maybe a blonde, what do you think?"
"Hey, if you want to do the work, go ape shit, Mom. Although, somehow, I think we're going to end up naked together tonight. If you want me to sleep with you, I will."
"Well, that's nice, but I'm not going down without a fight," I added before peeking at a woman ambling slowly in front of us. "Well, there's a blonde, and she has big boobs too, so what do you think?"
"Go for it, Mom."
"I will, but I'll reel her indifferently, though," I mentioned, getting up off the couch.
I ambled over to her and stopped next to her. "So, how are you doing?"
Her face suddenly became disgusted, and she turned to me. "Uh, lady, I'm not gay. If I hook up with someone, it's going be with a guy, sorry."
"No, not me, but what about that guy over there. The one in the suit there, what do you think of him? You're not into black older ladies, but what about a black guy closer to your own age?"
She peeked his way, but didn't seem impressed. "Well, I don't know, chicky. I'm not here specifically here to hookup, and I do not see a lone star. I've been with a few black guys before, but also, who are you?" she pondered, peeking my way.
"I'm his mom, so what do you think of him?"
I bit down on my bottom lip and felt like my blood flow stopped as she couldn't even speak. I knew it was a terrible reaction, rather than a good one.
"I'm gonna take a hard pass, whatever your name is, good luck setting him up, though," she said, prior to strolling away.
"Okay, zero for two," I groaned before going back to Trey. "Okay, maybe that was just two different ladies, but its Friday night, so let me try again for you. I might not be as slick as I think I am, but still, let me try again."
"Mom, it was only two ladies, don't throw a 'Hail Mary' already."
"Okay, you go mingle and lay some seeds yourself as I think of another ploy, fair enough?"
"Yes, actually," he added before pecking my forehead and getting up.
I watched him stroll to the dance floor and immediately started dancing with a couple of women. I didn't know what to do, but I stayed positive the best I could anyway. I just scanned the perimeter and hoped I'd find the perfect woman.
"Well, a lot of potentials, but of course, looks can be deceiving. They're in a club, drinking and probably looking to score, so willing doesn't mean quality. Fuck, I don't know, but shit, he does need a woman that didn't give birth to him to suck his cock. I love doing it for him, but I also need one that's not related to me, too," I explained before a gap as I lied back. "Maybe we are weird, but WTFE, I guess. We're attracted to each other, so we have sex. It's not like its nonconsequential. We're both adults, and adults need to have sex, so we're there for each other. I don't think it's quite that odd, but maybe out of the ordinary. I wonder if any of these ladies can relate, maybe they've had sex with their single dads. Who the fuck knows?"
A moment after I shut up, a different young woman sat next to me. "So, how are you doing?"
I giggled for a second and peeked at her. "Oh, I'm not into ladies."
"Your son is, though? That's him over there, right?"
"Yes, how'd you know? I'm a friend of the redhead you were talking to not too long ago. She mentioned that you're his wing woman, is that true?"
I sighed. "You're not judging me, are you?"
"I'm a little more open-minded, I guess. She's a little stuck up if you didn't notice, but I find it weird, but sweet of a mother that's there for her son like that," she added, before glancing at him. "I see he's chatting it up with some other chick, but tell me about him. Be his wing woman, I'm sorry, I didn't get your name."
"Monique, and what's yours?"
"Mandy."
"Oh, another 'M' name, that's sweet. Well, he's a cute and loveable man. He likes to wine and dine, certain women, if they're the right ones. I had him when I was young, so sometimes I feel like an older sister, rather than his mom, but we're both adults, and we're just close, I guess you could say. Not that I'd get in the way of him dating someone, but I plainly tell you that you'd have a good time with him."
"Oh, is he that classy? You're his wing woman, though, so he fucks on the first date?"
"Well, yes, at times anyway, I want him to have a good time, whether it's on the first date or the twelfth. I'd never judge him, or you if you did fuck him tonight."
"You're nothing, but honest, are you, Monique? And, even in this day and age, you're okay with interracial couples?"
"Yes, I'm open-minded too, Mandy. Just because his father is black too, doesn't mean I'd have a problem you two hooking up. He still lives with me, too, so..."
"He still lives with you, though?"
"Yes, but we both fuck people in the house with each other in it all the time. As I said, we're close, and we've even showered together."
"No, shit, Monique? Oh, you must be close then, so you two know what each other looks like naked?"
I took a deep breath. 'Shit, why did I let that slip?'
"Don't worry," she consoled me, rubbing my leg. "I won't tell anyone, because it sounds sweet, and out there. I guess 'kinky' would be the right word, but you're that close?"
"Yes, and he loves big tits, so these help too. I mean, it's not like..."
"You two have sex?"
I bit down on my bottom lip for a moment, but got up while pointing at her. "Okay, maybe we do, but I'm not ashamed of it. Maybe this beer made me a little loose-lipped, but don't fucking say anything to anyone, got it?"
"Holy shit, you're serious?" she pondered, pulling me back down. "You mean you and Trey have done the nasty, even though you two are mother and son?"
"Yes, but that doesn't freak you out, though, Mandy?" I asked, sitting back down.
"No, should it?"
"No, but may I buy you another drink then?"
"I won't say no to that, vodka tonic, but I'll buy you one too."
I waved to a waitress and ordered those drinks. Oddly enough, I found someone cool, but Trey was chatting with a different young woman. I wasn't sure what to make of Mandy, but she locked up my curiosity, though.
"Okay, the gloves are off then, Monique, how big is his cock then? Could I take it in my mouth or my pussy?"
"I guess, but I can't see your snatch, though."
She grinned and leaned back somewhat as she grabbed her skirt. "How about now?" she inquired, pulling it up a bit.
"Wow, you're a little nutty yourself, aren't you?"
"Yes," she answered, pushing back her skirt. "More than the redhead, which is just a prude, really. She wears panties to a club, so I guess I'm not as classy as you claim your son is, but that's okay, right?"
I rubbed my face as I smirked a bit. "Yes, that's quite alright. Should we move to somewhere more private, considering how open you are?"
"No, I think we should stay right here, besides if your son sees you leaving with me, he might lose out on getting his dick sucked by that chick."
"Okay, you're out there."
"Yes, and you're talking up your son, so you know what you're talking about, how kinky and out there as you say. You two live together, have sex, but you still try to get him laid with other women?"
"I guess, yes."
"You're black, but I'm pretty sure you're blushing, Monique, am I right?" she asked as our drinks arrived.
We both took them and drank for a moment. I couldn't look at Mandy much, but I was sure she was eyeballing me. I didn't know how to feel, but I didn't just walk away for fear she might say something to someone, or she might just be a sexy wildcard ready for Trey.
She maintained a small gap between us, though, but that didn't stop her from rubbing my leg a bit. I didn't stop her, or even look up, but I just stayed on the fence on what to do exactly. Although, after two minutes, she also leaned to me and pecked my cheek.
"Come on, spill some dirty details for me, you're his wing woman, remember? Even if he fucks on the first date, does he wear a condom? What's his position of choice, cowgirl, doggie, or old-fashion lovemaking? If he has sex with you, does that mean he cums on you, therefore, does he for every lady? Does he do it when you blow him? Can you fit his entire dick in your mouth, Monique?"
My whole figure shook a bit as all those words entered my ears. I didn't know how to respond, but they were out there and got me to like her a little bit more.
"Crap, I struck out, Mom," Trey groaned, sitting down with us. "Hello, there," he greeted her, smiling.
"You must be Trey, your mom here has been talking you up to me," she mentioned, rubbing his leg. "I think it's weird, but still sweet that she's your wing woman. So, you have a thing for blondes?"
"Yes, I guess, I'm sorry, did she just do that good of a job?"
"You could say that, Trey, but I do want to know, how much do you love splashing your mom's jugs?"
"Whoa, Mom," he whined, looking at me. "You told her about us?"
"It's this damn alcohol, and she's quite the bizarre one too, she's into it actually."
"No, kidding?" he asked, peeking at her.
"Yes, and no, I don't have a black fetish, it's strictly the incest thing. I asked your mom if I could fit your cock in my mouth and slit, but she wasn't sure. You can see my mouth, so do you think I can fit the whole thing in my mouth, Trey?"
"What, are you down to fuck, I'm sorry, what was your name?"
"My name is Mandy, I like your mom, and maybe I am DTF, Trey, but are you?" she questioned, placing her hand on his leg.
"I guess, but I'm speechless."
"Don't be," she added before kissing him.
Their lips stayed together for a moment as my eyes widened. Mandy rubbed his leg slowly, but his hands stayed off her for the time. She kissed him for somewhat passionately, but not too much, it seemed.
After that minute, her lips parted from his. "May I see you two kiss now?"
"Are you serious?" he pondered.
"Yes, I want to see it, and maybe your cock will see the inside of my mouth. What do you say?"
He slowly turned to me as we both licked our lips, but didn't make eye contact though. On the other hand, it seemed that we both liked this free spirit. After a few seconds, we both closed the gap and gently pressed our lips together. We didn't touch one another, but let Mandy get a little eye candy, it seemed.
We only kissed for ten seconds though not to draw attention. "How was that, Mandy?" he inquired.
"Hot, but I must know, do you shoot her tits when she sucks your cock?"
His eyes widened, and I could even see his crotch getting bigger. I didn't know what Mandy thought of being so open, but she had my thong drenched. I just waited for him to speak, even with his dumbfounded face there.
"Do you want to shoot my hooters, Trey, with your mom there? I don't mind sharing, and I wouldn't want to break up whatever you two are. Would you like to come to the women's room and let me see your wood?"
His face got even more broadly as he couldn't say a word. I couldn't speak either, but Mandy moved her hand to his crotch. She pressured it a bit and kissed him again. After that, she casually got up and put her hands out to us.
We looked at each other for a second and nodded. Then Mandy escorted us to the ladies' room and went in there. We didn't even check to see if anyone was watching us, and she brought us to the last stall.
She had us go in first, then she shut the door and locked it before turning back to us. "Now I want to see this cock of yours, your mom has me more than interested now," she stated, undoing his pants.
She dug into them and grabbed his member. "Oh, it feels extra stiff," she commented, before pulling it out. "There's your hard-black cock, Trey. I know you've had your hot mom sucking on it for you recently, but what about if a young twenty-one-year-old blonde sucked on it for you?" she asked, before lowering herself to her knees.
Mandy didn't even wait for an answer; she knew she booked both of us as the horny and the incestuous mother and son she knew we were. He calmly placed a hand on her head and wrapped the other around me.
We watched the strange, but sexy young blonde thing give him one slow, but sexy blow job. Even in that public bathroom stall, it seemed more than hot, considering how seductive and dirty the situation seemed to be.
I pushed my tits on him a bit, but we also had Mandy to thank getting us so close. She kept her eyes on us for over three minutes as neither of us spoke at all. Even as it was Trey getting his dick sucked, I still nearly felt the same pleasure through him.
'I feel the interracial thing, oh, it is rather racy to see a blonde giving my black son head. You know how to suck a pecker too, Mandy. Regardless of how big you thought he was, you're taking it pretty well, and he seems to relish it too.'
I saw her feet hanging out a tad outside the stall, but she didn't care. That just made her more sensual, and evidently had the same effects on me too. I had no idea how long Trey could last considering the circumstances, but I was more willing to let it go on until he needed to shoot.
Although, then she peacefully let his schlong out. "I've sucked a couple of black dongs before, but yours is already my favorite, Trey," she mentioned, before glancing at me. "Come on, Monique, give me some more eye candy, let those jugs out so he can play with them. You love your mommy's tits, right, Trey?"
"I never call her 'Mommy,' but yes, Mandy."
I couldn't fight the urge, but to do just that as she requested. I surely didn't know how far things would go in that stall, but I felt more than hopeful that things would progress to something beyond wild. She began blowing him once again as I pushed my dress off my shoulders.
It fell off, and then I brought my hands to my bra as well. I undid it and took it off myself before I dropped it on the floor as well. Mandy saw my melons even as her lips stayed busy, and her eyes widened a bit.
Even as neither of them asked me to, I pushed down my thong as well, so she got the entire picture of me. Then Trey couldn't resist, but to bring one hand to my twat and his mouth to my left boob too.
So, she finally got her sight of seeing some incestuous action. That showed as we heard her moan a bit, and we saw her bring her one hand underneath her skirt, so we knew she was playing with herself.
She failed even to close her eyes to invest more in blowing him; she wanted to keep her eyes on us. He didn't block her view of my face, so we looked at each other as the sexual deviants we seemed to be.
"Oh, yes, son, suck and lick that nipple and finger fuck me as Mandy here sucks the life out of your johnson. Give her your seed if you want, I won't get jealous, I'll love you no matter what."
She let his wood out again. "Even if he cums all over my tits, Mandy?" she asked, undoing her top.
Within ten seconds, the top half of her body was nude, and she let two foreign sets of eyes come onto her bosoms. She surely knew we liked her white tits as we eyeballed them for a few seconds.
She also helped herself to a closer look at Trey, licking my nipple and rubbing my snatch ever so slowly too, yet she stood up with us. "Do you mind if I have another kiss, Trey?"
He immediately brought his lips to hers and kissed her as her hands stayed on his cock.
After twenty seconds, her lips drifted off his. "May I kiss your mom too, Trey?"
"Oh, I'd love that."
I scoffed, but placed my palms on her face and tugged her to me. We kissed for a moment, even though I wasn't into girls, but I knew he'd love the sight. For that reason alone, I got more than into it and felt my slit leaking too.
Then her lips came off mine abruptly. "Care to join me, Monique."
"Do you swear you won't tell anyone about this?"
"Yes, now get down here with me," she invited me, dropping to her knees.
I had to come down with her, and I grabbed his member as well. I stroked it a tad as she looked at me, smirking. I surely felt more than turned on, but felt a little stage fright too. Nevertheless, after a moment, I opened my mouth and allowed his pecker into my mouth.
"Oh, yes, you do love your son, Monique. A loving mother is sucking her son's cock, how great is that?" she muttered, pushing her tits on my head. "We can work together to make your son cum so much that he can fill the toilet behind him, only he gets to shoot our breasts."
I nodded and certainly got into performing oral sex on my son in front of this weird, but dazzling young woman. I felt her scrub my back with her bosoms nonstop, and even peck my neck and shoulders a bit too.
I let my lips thrust ever so slowly for a couple of minutes as she also attacked me with her breath. I didn't mind; she just wooed me by being strangely attracted to us because of the incest thing.
"Oh, yes, suck that johnson, suck it hard for him. Be the best mom you can be, and make him love you like that. It might be illegal, but I won't turn you in, though. I couldn't do that to a mother and son that love each other so dearly," she moaned, fondling my boobs too. "You found a woman for your son, but you're getting some action off him, too, so you can't be happier with that result, can you?"
I shook my head no and continued to blow Trey for both of their pleasures. I closed my eyes and concentrated on getting him off as the horny MILF I was. All the while, I had Mandy there cheering me on the whole time.
"Don't be a hog though, Monique, share with the hot to trot blonde."
I calmly let his rod out, and she took it into her mouth as she was over my shoulder. I watched her up close and personal as her lips went back and forth ever so slowly. She couldn't take his entire dick into her mouth, but she took at least half of it with each thrust.
"Oh, I have my hot mom, and some foxy blonde taking turns giving me head, what could be better?"
Neither of us answered him, but did indeed take several turns, making him feel good with our lips as we were both naked. We didn't strip him, but we didn't need to, though. As Mandy blew him again, I helped myself to her feeling her up as well.
Her bosoms were considerably smaller than mine, but she was still a sexy young woman. He kept his hands on both of our heads, and his eyes stayed on us too. I also helped myself licking his balls a bit as well, to add even more pleasure.
That got him to jerk a bit, but he remained upright. Although, Mandy and I switched places thirty seconds later. So, we acted as a team to make him love the thrills like nothing else it seemed. We knew next to nothing about Mandy, but yet, we willingly let her into this position and even reveled in it.
After another five minutes of us taking turns, we both brought our lips to the sides of his wood. We smeared our saliva on the sides of it, going rather slowly as we looked at each other nonstop. It seemed like we graduated from total strangers to intimate lovers in less than an hour.
I also noticed that both of us let our tongues come into the mix, too, so he pressured both of our heads and cleaned his legs with our hooters as well. So, he got his dose of white and black melons and loved it.
"Oh, holy shit, you two are something else when you work together. I didn't get that vibe at first, but damn, I've neverTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
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