My Dad Had A Plan

“Your Mom and I had a threesome last week” Dad said. “But she’s jealous that I got to have sex with another woman and now she wants to have a sex with a man.”

I was in shock! My Dad came to my bedroom a few seconds ago saying he wanted to talk to me about something important. But this? What is happening? Why is he telling me this?

“Yea-“

“I want you to be the third man” He interrupted.

My jaw dropped open. WHAT!

“I don’t want her to have sex with any other man… and you are the only one.”

“I… um… what.” I said.

“Please Marcus, do this for me. Save our marriage.”

I agreed.

~

I sat inside the nearby library wondering what was about to happen. “My father… wanted me to have sex with my own mother? This is illegal right? Incest of course. I knew I should have said no. I am a virgin.. about to lose my V card? Or maybe and hopefully this is just a prank. Yeah! This is a prank my parents were probably doing on me.” I thought.

Before I could think any more, I get a text from Dad.

“Your Mom’s ready. Remember to wear the ski mask, don’t say a word, and if asked, say you took an Uber here.”

I nervously walked a couple blocks to my home. I put on the ski mask hoping Mom wouldn’t recognize me and I rang my doorbell.

“Come in.” I heard my Mother yell through the living room.

I was ready to be surprised about how my parents prank me… But I was not 100% prepared for what waited behind the door; Mom was standing across the living room straddling the door frame. She had one leg hiked up against the frame of the door and she was wearing the same silk purple robe she had worn for me the night before. Her jet black hair draped down over her shoulder and over one of her breasts; her makeup was heavily exaggerated, like you’d see in a porno. My eyes began to wander down the curvature of her body as she turned towards me just a bit; the bra she was wearing matched the purple robe, it had lace that covered only her nipples and was held in place by black strings which circled the entirety of her breast. I continued down to Mom’s waist and could only see various strings on her bottoms with one very tiny stripe of purple covering the slit of her vagina; her legs were covered in mesh stockings with a black lacey top attached to a garter belt around her hips. To top it all off, she had on black high heels which boosted her height a couple of inches giving her legs a fuller lengthier appearance; I was rock hard just standing there in front of Mommy.

She stepped away from the door frame and stood directly in front of me pulling the front of the robe behind her back, exposing her entire outfit for me to see.

“Well, do you like it?” Mom said with a whisper and a giant grin across her face.

I nodded. Oh, did I.

Mom looked even better than she had in her bikini and the lingerie was doing nothing but enhancing the tight curves of her body; the strings of her thong were riding just above her hips around her waist a few inches below her pierced belly button which drew my eyes to her ripped abs.

“You look incredible, Mo-” I was interrupted.

“Let’s bring John upstairs,” Dad said, “John and I have been working almost 10 years together and now it’s your lucky day sir.”

I tried not to laugh. Firstly, my Dad calling me John, then calling me Sir… Hah. I had to play along.

Mom turned her back to me and dropped the robe from her shoulder to where it was hanging onto her elbows and looked over her shoulder and said, “Are you coming or what?”

I could feel the pre-cum dripping from the tip of my cock. I stared at her body and followed her upstairs to my parents bedroom.

Her ass was hanging from beneath the robe and just as I had anticipated there was nothing covering it except a tiny string in the crack of her gigantic ass; her hips were covered in strings and bows. She walked up the stairs with the same kind of confidence she had shown me before, with her hips swaying back and forth and her ass bouncing right along with it; I began to foam at the mouth, quite literally.

I entered their room. It was dimly lit by candle light like a massage parlor sort of place. My Dad sat down on his black beanbag chair and I looked at Mom again.

“So, do you like what you see?” Mom asked again, this time waiting for my response.

“Fuck yeah!” I accidentally said aloud. My heard dropped that I said something. I had to have been caught now.

However; Mom placed one knee onto the edge of bed while I stood watching her; she placed the other along side it and sat on her knees with her back towards me looking over her shoulder and sticking her ass all the way out for my viewing pleasure. She seductively writhed around on the bed while staring me down the entire time; she went down to all fours and arched her back pushing her ass up into the air and then slowly laid down on her side on the bed and ran her hand down along the curves of her hip and along her ass.