I was savoring the silence as I lay on the couch perusing YouTube. The kids had just left for my in-laws' house for the weekend, leaving Amy and me alone to relax.

However, relaxing wasn't all my wife had in mind for this weekend.

Amy plopped down next to me on the couch. There was a glint in her eyes that always meant trouble. A smile grew across my face as I sat up and nuzzled into her.

"What was that about?" Amy asked.

"I know that look," I responded.

"Look? What look?" Amy said, acting coy.

"Oh, nothing," I playfully replied.

Amy and I eyed each other, waiting to see who would move things along first. With the kids away, I knew Amy would want to fuck, and I wasn't about to deny her that pleasure. What she said next, though, shocked me to my core.

"So, I feel bad even admitting this, but I was browsing through your internet history and came across something that really surprised me," she stated in whispered tones.

"You went through my history?" I asked, slightly angered.

Amy and I were always open with everything. The fact that she went through my internet history left me feeling betrayed.

"I know I shouldn't have, but I wanted to surprise you. You've been so great about helping me live out my fantasies. I wanted to find something you dreamed about trying but were too afraid to ask me," she explained.

"Oh," I said, suddenly worried about what she found.

Amy sat there frozen, staring at me, as she seemed frightened to put a voice to what she discovered.

"Just tell me what you found," I blurted out.

"Fine. You really seem to have a thing for mother and son incest," she exclaimed.

My face turned beet red. While she and I have lived out her fantasies for group sex and partner swapping, my fantasies lived in a whole other realm. I looked down in shame, worried that my taboo desires were a step too far for my wife.

Amy tucked her hand under my chin and lifted up my head, forcing me to look her in the eyes. She grazed my cheek with her other hand, and I melted into her. My wife wanted me to know I was loved, despite me being a giant perv.

"I love you, sweetie," Amy asserted.

"I love you, too," I said.

I hoped to move on and change the subject, but Amy wasn't so quick to budge.

"I want to make this happen for you," Amy told me.

"My mother may have a say in that. Besides, I don't want to fuck my actual mother," I laughed.

"Don't worry, your mother won't be joining us in bed, but I have a good idea of somebody who would make a good Mommy for you," Amy surprisingly said.

Even though my wife had seemingly really thought this through, I was taken aback by her willingness to make this a reality.

"You look upset," Amy commented.

"No, no. I just...this is a lot to take in. It was one thing to see you fuck Mike and even Hailey; it is a whole other thing to add in incest roleplay," I squeaked out.

"Why? I want to do this for you," Amy said as she shuffled her butt onto my lap and wrapped her legs around me.

Amy's body felt divine. My raging hard cock dug into my wife's crotch, letting her know, even with my protestations, just how turned on I was by our conversation.

"I guess you could make a good Mommy," I replied while pressing my cock up into her.

My wife's eyes lit up, as she ground into me. This conversation clearly was turning her on just as much as it was me. My heart was pounding out of my chest, as a mix of excitement and nerves shot through every inch of me.

"Oh, you don't want me as your Mommy. I know someone perfect for you. She will make her son a very happy boy," she told me.

"Do you?" I asked, smirking.

Amy sighed deeply before speaking again. I could feel every nerve in her body vibrating in a way that I never had sensed before. There was something going on, and I knew she was about to drop the anvil.

"I don't know how to say this, so I'm just going to be straight about it. I invited this woman I know to join us at a hotel tomorrow night to roleplay as your Mommy," she blurted out.

My mouth dropped open. I didn't know what to say. It was one thing for the two of us to set things up with Mike together, but for Amy to suddenly spring this on me was shocking, to say the least. Amy could sense the mixture of excitement and annoyance bubbling up inside me.

She rolled her hips over my cock as she continued to speak. "I know I probably should have talked to you about beforehand, but from the second I found out about how much you fantasized about this, I wanted to make it a reality for you, and then when I realized Jan would be down to play, I wanted to surprise you as soon as possible," Amy said, with batted breath.

"Jan," I groaned as Amy ground her increasingly wet pussy onto my dick.

"Mommy," Amy replied.

Following Amy's unspoken command, I whispered Mommy back at her.

Amy jumped off my lap and yanked off my shorts, revealing my raging hard-on. Without speaking a word, she gripped my cock, and sucked it between her pink lips.

"Oh god!" I screamed.

My wife's big eyes peered into my soul as she took more and more of my cock down her throat. Spit dripped down the sides of her lips while she did her best, taking all of me into her mouth. There was something about her setting this whole adventure up that had her more turned on than I could have imagined.

"You like the thought of me fucking Mommy, don't you? You want to get my cock ready for her dripping pussy so badly," I teased.

Amy simply moaned around my cock, while nodding her head. My wife was lost in her fantasy, and I couldn't help but be thankful to have married such an adventurous woman.

I lifted her to her feet and gently shoved her onto the couch. She hiked up her sleep shirt, revealing her glistening womanhood.

"I need you, Justin," she told me.

Lifting Amy by her muscular thighs, I dragged her forward. She wrapped her long fingers around my pulsing dick, before running it up and down her wet slit. Her vulva flowered around my cockhead, as her juices and my precum mixed. Amy lined my dick up with her canal and smiled at me. My wife guided me into her as I eased my hips forward.

"Yes! Fuck me. Fuck me as you picture the woman who will be your mother for the night!" Amy groaned loudly.

Amy thrust her body forcefully against mine, embedding me deep inside her. Her wet walls gripped my dick in an attempt to suck the cream from my pole. Amy pulled at the hem of her sleep shirt but struggled to take it off.

"Having trouble?" I laughed.

"Just get this thing off me," she giggled.

I wrested her shirt overhead and took a long look at her increasingly sweaty body. Amy's tits still had a nice heft to them, despite having two children. Her dark pink nipples were thick and long and were just waiting to be nibbled. I leaned in and took one of her nipples between my lips while plunging my cock in and out of her. The position was slightly awkward, but the moans escaping Amy's throat made it more than worth it.

"I'm already so close. Don't stop," Amy begged.

I took my time pleasuring her tits while my hips did their thing. I swirled my tongue over her hard nipples, making her push her chest towards my face. My teeth grazed the length of her nubs as I pulled my lips off her tits and went in for a kiss. Amy hungrily sucked my tongue into her mouth. We nibbled at each other while we fucked with abandon.

"I'm cumming," Amy yelled.

A sheathe of wetness engulfed my dick while her pussy walls contracted around me. I pumped my dick hard into her, needing to cum badly.

"Do it. Cum for me. Picture me licking your Mommy as you fill my sodden hole," Amy teased.

Her words sent me over the edge. Every muscle in my body contracted, causing me to lunge harder into my wife. Spurt after spurt of cum splashed against my wife's pussy walls, covering them with my seed. Exhausted, I collapsed on the couch beside her. Amy nuzzled into me, holding me tightly, while we both came down from our orgasmic high.

"That was amazing," I said.

"Tomorrow is going to be even better," she replied.

We didn't say anything else about the next night's events. We simply washed up and made our way to bed. As the sun rose the next morning, Amy told me the plan while we drank our coffee. We had most of the day to relax before heading to the big event. Amy explained that she had some appointments to prepare for tonight. I wished her well and headed for the gym wanting to feel the best in my body as I could before meeting Jan.

When Amy and I checked into the hotel, I was shocked by how nice of a room my wife had booked.

"Don't worry, I used reward points," she said, sensing my unease about spending so much money.

"Just enjoy tonight," she reminded me.

I unpacked our bags and took my time settling in. The room was large with two big sofas and a queen-size bed. What really sold the room, was the beautiful view of downtown Brooklyn we had from the balcony.

"I know you already showered and dressed, but I'm going to go shower and get ready before Jan gets here," my wife explained.

With little else to do, I turned on the TV and found something mindless to watch. After a while, I looked down at my watch and wondered what was taking Amy so long. She had been in the vanity area for almost an hour already, with practically no contact. Soon enough, the reason for the long delay was obvious.

Amy strutted into the room with enough swagger to knock out an elephant. Her body glowed as she sauntered towards me in a black latex tube top and a pair of black latex leggings that looked painted onto her tight body. The legging had a zipper that ran between her legs, which provided easy access to her cunt and ass. My wife was dressed to fuck, and there was nothing hotter than seeing her show me how ready she was for tonight.

"You like?" she asked while twirling around.

"Holy shit!" I giggled.

"I knew you would like it. Tonight, you get me dressed in latex as well as a Mommy to fuck. You are one lucky boy," she purred.

"I'll be a very good boy," I uttered.

"I expect nothing less. You will be a perfect son for Mommy and a good fuck for your horny wife," Amy played along.

Just as we were getting into it, we heard a knock at the door.

At Amy's behest, I went to answer. My palms were sweating, making it difficult to turn the knob. I had no clue what or who was on the other side of the door. I reminded myself that Amy had the best intentions and that whoever it was that was knocking was someone Amy put a lot of thought into inviting.

As the hotel door crept open, I was taken aback. I did my best not to gawk, but I was blown away by the woman standing before me. It wasn't because of what she was wearing, although her outfit was very enticing, but by how familiar she seemed.

"Ugh, hi," I stammered. "Please come in."

"Thanks," she said.

I took her coat and hung it in the closet while Amy greeted her friend. I was enthralled, watching the two women hug.

"This is Jan," Amy announced.

I said my hellos while coming to grips with what Amy had accomplished. Jan was the spitting image of my mother from when she was in her early fifties. She was perhaps fitter than my mother, but her petite frame, long brown hair, and cute face made them look like twins. Unlike my mother, Jan was dressed for sex. Her black dress was skin-tight, leaving very little to the imagination. Although Jan couldn't have been more than 5'1, her fishnet stockings made her legs look like they went on forever, and her tiny black pumps just added to her allure.

My heart was bursting out of my chest. I didn't know what to say or even how to respond. Amy nudged me, reminding me to breathe.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Justin," I finally stated.

"Oh, don't be silly. You don't think Mommy knows her own son's name," Jan slyly replied.

I was caught off guard. This woman came to play. She stepped into her role as my mother right away and expected me to join her in our fantasy world. I swallowed hard while reminding myself that this was my dream.

Amy took my hand and led me to the couch. Jan sat beside me and placed her hand on my leg. Even though she was acting self-assured, her hand shook, as she caressed my thigh.

"We're so glad you're here, Mom. We've missed you so much. Justin has wanted to see his Mommy for so long. Sometimes, I get jealous hearing about you. It's like he yearns to be with you in a way that he is only supposed to want his wife," Amy said.

"Is that true, son? That is very naughty of you. The type of love and desire you have for your wife is a very special and unique thing. You shouldn't be thinking of your mother like that," Jan sternly said.

I knew it was now or never. If I wanted to go through with this roleplay that my wife set up, I needed to get into character. This felt like something I could never come back from. I looked at Amy, begging her for permission to go through with it. Even though she was the one who set this whole thing up, I needed to be sure that she was okay with me living out this dirty, taboo dream.

"Go on, Justin! Be honest with your mother," Amy instructed, giving me the permission I needed to go on.

"Yes, Mommy. It's true. Sometimes I think about you in ways I know I shouldn't, but how could I not? Have you seen how breathtakingly sexy you are?" I told her.

Jan's eyes lit up. She knew in that moment that any misgivings I had were gone and that I was along for this ride. It seemed like she was living out her dream, just as much as she was fulfilling mine.

"You look beautiful, Mom," I said.

Jan stood up and twirled around, showing off her outfit to me, before sitting back down. Somehow, she had moved even closer to me, leaving no space between us.

"Do you like my outfit? I wore it specifically for you. It used to be your father's favorite before he started ignoring me," Jan asked.

"He's an idiot. That dress really shows off your body. All that time in the gym is really paying off," I told her.

"And don't forget her fishnets. No mother I know could pull them off like you do," Amy chimed in.

My wife joining in the conversation was the reminder I needed that this wasn't just for me, but for us. She wanted to join me in sleeping with Mommy.

"I'm so glad you like them. My husband always said they made me look like a tramp," Jan stated.

"Dad has no taste. Your legs look like they were poured into those things. I know I shouldn't be looking, but I can't take my eyes off of you," I said.

Jan lifted her leg and placed it on my lap. Her long, fishnet, encased leg rested on my crotch, instantly making my cock harden. Jan sought my gaze. Our eyes locked, as she leaned forward and ran her fingers from her foot, up until the hem of her short dress. She moved deliberately, taking her time to make sure I took in her body.

"You really are the best son. Would it be okay if I kicked off my heels, and you gave your old lady a foot massage?" She asked.

"You aren't old at all. You are hotter than any woman I know besides Amy," I chimed in.

I unbuckled Jan's shoes and tossed them to the side. Jan placed her other leg onto my lap while keeping her legs parted slightly. She was giving me a clear shot of her thong, and I didn't dare miss my chance to look at her thinly covered vulva.

"Oh, that feels so good, son. Rub Mommy's feet just like that," Jan moaned.

"Can I help?" Amy asked.

"Of course, sweetie. Give my darling daughter-in-law some space, will you, Justin," Jan said.

The three of us moved further down the couch, where there was room for Amy and me to sit. Jan, I mean Mom, spread her legs wider, giving us a clearer view of her hidden goods.

"Mom! We can see your panties!" Amy announced in fake horror.

"We are all adults here. Besides, no one else is seeing them these days, so you might as well get a good look," Jan teased, as she spread her legs even wider.

I looked at Amy, utterly shocked by how this was progressing. She said nothing. Amy simply licked her lips, and processed to move her hands up Jan's feet until they reached her calves. My wife meticulously massaged Jan's calves as moans began to escape the older woman's lips.

"That feels divine, sweetie," Jan purred.

Amy nodded her head at me, indicating that I should follow her moves. Nervously, I moved my hand up Jan's legs and ran my thumbs over her tight calf muscles.

"Right there, son," Jan insisted.

Amy and I continued to rub down Jan's lower legs, careful not to...