Home Temptation: Volume 2 (Taboo Erotica Book Bundle)

by Anya Merchant

  “I'm sorry, Andrew...I can't,” Dana said. “I love you though, and I always will. But I can't tonight...I'm sorry.”

  “Alright...it's fine. Well I mean, I guess this is good bye for now. I'll call you, as often as I can. I will!”

  Dana smiled “Thanks...Goodbye Andrew.”

  She walked up the stairs and through her front door.

  Andrew took his time walking back to the house, frustration building. His relationship with Dana hadn't always been so restrained, but really seemed as though it had cooled off recently. They had started having sex early on in high school, but for most of the past year she had been very cold towards him sexually. He found his eyes wandering, and couldn't help but notice other women when they were around. This only fueled Dana on, and she became even more standoffish. His mind drifted back to the scene at the beach earlier, with his mom and Laura, and their gorgeous bodies in those tiny bikinis. He knew it was wrong to think about his mom that way, but some part of his mind couldn't help it. And Laura, too...she had been there since he was little, essentially serving a surrogate guardian in times of need. Fuck it, he thought. He was horny, and all he could think about was getting home and taking care of himself.

  He walked up the steps and through the front door. It looked like his mom was either reading in her room, or already asleep. As he made his way upstairs and towards his room, he remembered that he'd forgotten one of his shirts in the bathroom. He turned left around the corner, opened the door, and almost walked straight into Laura.

  She was turned away from him and bent over, releasing the drain on the tub. The towel she had wrapped around herself was a couple sizes too small, and reached only far down enough on her to just barely cover her perfect posterior.

  “Oh,” he heard her say

  She stood up to face him, giving Andrew an even better look. The towel was tied around her breasts, which showed off ample cleavage and acted like they could burst out at any moment. It was made of thin fabric for a towel, and Andrew could swear he saw the outline of her nipples poking through. Laura's hair was done up, wrapped with another towel, given her the look of a gorgeous mother spending a day at the spa.

  “Oh…Sorry, I didn't realize anyone was in here,” Andrew was deliberately slow with his apology, taking time to burn an image of Laura's towel dressed state into his mind. She smiled.

  “Oh, it's fine. I'm just finishing up...grab whatever you want to grab.”

  Andrew stepped into the bathroom. His cock was hard and throbbing, and as he walked over to the hamper to grab his shirt, Laura moved to pass by him. Space in the bathroom was in short supply, and he felt the warmth of the towel against him as she slid by towards the door.

  Andrew immediately turned, closed the door behind her, and then instinctively pulled out his cock and began stroking it. Images of Laura in the bath towel, that suggestive smile he'd seen her give earlier at the beach, it felt wrong but he needed to feel release more than he needed to feel noble. He was in the midst of stroking himself and imagining the two of them fucking like jack rabbits when he heard the door open again.

  “Sorry, I forgot my...” Laura was standing in the door way, an obvious look of shock on her face. One of her hands reached for her mouth, and the other wasn't quick enough to stop what happened next. Her towel slipped loose, dropping to the floor and leaving her naked, except for the hair wrap. Her breasts were just as perfect as Andrew had imagined, with perfectly sized pink nipples. Laura immediately dropped to the ground to retrieve it, and for a brief second her face was right in front of Andrew's exposed member. He only just barely fought off the urge to grab the back of her head and force it into her mouth.

  “Andrew, Laura? You two want to help me clean up the bonfire?” They heard Angela call from downstairs.

  Laura immediately pulled herself up and backed out of the bathroom. Andrew closed the door and leaned his back against it. Shit, he thought. He still had a 4 hour car ride with her ahead of him tomorrow.

  The next morning, Andrew awoke to the sunlight streaming in, birds chirping...and a terrible case of morning wood. Of course, he thought. After last night a decent amount of back up only seemed natural. He slipped his tool out of his boxers and as he began to stroke himself, an image of Laura popped into his mind. It was hard but he forced it out. It just didn't seem right, he decided. The guilt and dread of having to face her this morning had kept him up for more than long enough last night. Just how fucking twisted was it for him to think that way about her, he wondered. She was like an aunt to him, and it would only make the car ride later even more awkward for the both of them if he couldn't get himself away from crossing that line mentally. He managed to get his mind onto his favorite porn star and get into a decent rhythm when he heard a knock on the door.

  “Andrew...Is it ok if I come in?” he heard his mom ask.

  “Hold on...Just a sec mom,” Andrew knew he should be making himself decent, but was too enthralled by the sensation of his own cock to stop stroking himself.

  “I just wanted to talk to you for a second thing, honey. Going away to college is a big, hard thing.” Angela was still talking through the door.

  “Yeah mom, I know. It's really big and hard,” Andrew kept up his pace, nearing climax.

  “Is it ok if I come in now?” Andrew watched the door slowly open as he threw a blanket over his lap.

  “It's fine! Yeah I know mom, it's going to be a big change.”

  “It's more than just change...” Angela sat down on Andrew's bed and placed a hand on his leg, unknowingly coming within just inches of his rock hard dick. “There's temptation involved too, and you have to be able to resist that.”

  “It's important to stay on a good path, honey.” Angela began rubbing his leg encouragingly. Andrew was in a deeply conflicted state of arousal. He wanted to cum, he had to cum, so badly, and having his mom in her flirty sun dress, sitting on his bed, rubbing close to his hard on, it was blurring the line between what he knew was acceptable and what his lust filled brain was suggesting.

  “I know mom, it's ok.” Andrew reached over and gave his mom a hug, and felt his hard on fighting against the blanket to press against her.

  “Alright...You should start getting ready. We're leaving in just a few minutes.”

  Angela got up and walked out of her son's room. Andrew sat in bed for a moment, confused by his own desire and still thinking about what his mom had said, and then decided to get up and get dressed. He threw on a t-shirt and a pair of baggy work out shorts and headed out to the car.

  Angela and Laura were packing a couple of last things into the car.

  “Hey honey!” he heard his mom call.

  “Hey Andrew, how did you sleep?” Laura asked. Judging from her demeanor, it seemed like she was just planning on acting like nothing had happened the night before.

  “Fine, thanks. Hey mom...how are we all going to fit in the car? It looks like it's a little over full...” Andrew had noticed that the right half of the car seemed to be completely filled with clothes hampers and furniture. Only the driver's seat and the backseat right behind it looked like they had enough space for people to sit.

  “It's fine, don't worry. I know it might be a bit of a squeeze but we're only making one trip, we'll manage,” replied his mom.

  “Alright, I guess we don't really have any other option. I'll drive first.”

  All three of them did the best they could to cram into the car. The other passenger's seats were filled by his PC, a computer monitor, clothes, and his desk, although disassembled, also took up a large amount of room. Andrew could fit alright in the front seat, but it was obviously a tight fit in back. Angela was sitting on top of Laura, balancing the best she could.

  “Does this work, Laura? Sorry, I guess we weren't really planning ahead when we were packing.”

  “Yeah, it's fine...I mean, as long as you aren't there for the entire four hour drive.” Laura replied.

  Andrew started the car and pulled out of the driveway
.

  The first part of the trip was relatively smooth sailing. Andrew took the car onto the interstate and essentially just drove straight, passing another car every now and then. His mom and Laura made small talk about a trip they were planning to the Bahamas next month. The ever pervasive image of them in bikinis rose up in his mind, and Andrew had to fight from becoming distracted.

  He finally pulled over to a rest stop about two hours into the drive.

  “Finally...” he heard Laura sigh.

  “Let's take a bathroom break really quick and then get back on the road. I'll drive for a little bit, if that's ok with you, Andrew,” Angela said.

  “Yeah it's fine. I'm going to grab a soda.”

  Andrew made his way over to the side of the rest stop, over to the vending machines. He tossed a couple of quarters into one, keyed the numbers in for a coke, reached down to grab it out of the bottom, and smiled. Right in front of the machine on the ground was a porno magazine, “MILFs Monthly”. He grabbed his soda, and then curiosity got the better of him, and he flipped the cover open. One of the foldout pinups was an image of a gorgeous older woman, hair pulled back into a pony tail and perfect breasts exposed, being lifted onto the lap of a younger man. His dick was hard, and he had pulled her panties aside just enough to get the tip up against the lips of her pussy.

  “Honey, come on we're leaving!”

  Andrew dropped the magazine. He realized his own dick was coming to life, aroused by the image in the magazine. He tried to shake it off and ran back over to the car.

  “Hey, do you mind if I sit on your lap for the next section of the trip? My thighs are killing me” asked Laura

  “Hey, I don't weigh that much!” joked Angela. “And uh, do you really feel like that's going to be ok?”

  Andrew looked at Laura. It seemed as though she had completely put the events of last night out of her mind, at least judging by the neutral expression on her face. She was wearing a flirty halter top and a short denim skirt that bushed out like a flower at the sides.

  “Uhm...Yeah, I'm fine with it if Laura's fine with it.” replied Andrew.

  “Great, let's get going!” Angela climbed into the driver's seat and Andrew sat down in the back. Laura made a small show of smoothing her skirt underneath her as she climbed into Andrew's lap.

  “I hope this isn't too uncomfortable for you,” she cooed.

  “Not at all, Laura, I think I'll manage just fine.”

  The car started off, back on the highway for the next half of the journey. Andrew could feel the weight and warmth of her through his shorts. His dick was acutely aware of the beautiful woman sitting on top of it. He focused on breathing and tried to keep his mind on other things, but sure enough, he was slowly getting hard. Laura wasn't exactly helping the situation. She felt as though she was sliding off Andrew's lap, and had to continuously shift in order to stay balanced. To Andrew it felt like she was wiggling into the start of a lap dance, and he could feel her soft butt cheeks massaging his now rapidly growing tool. He tried not to think about the image in the magazine.

  “Are you comfortable?” asked Andrew.

  “Yeah I'm fine...do you mind helping stabilize me though? I feel like I can't find a good sitting position.”

  Andrew hesitated for a moment, and then pulled his arms over and set both of his hands on her hips. Laura cooed unconsciously. It was the best spot for him to grab in order to keep her steady, but something about it seemed inappropriate, especially considering the events of the past night.

  “Uh, is this better?” he asked

  “Yeah...I mean, I guess,” she replied.

  “How are you guys doing back there?” they heard Angela ask.

  “We're fine, mom.” Andrew had to work to keep his hands from roaming. He could feel Laura's soft skin through the thin top she had on, and wanted so badly to run his hands up the front of her chest. He took a deep breath and tried to focus on the scenery passing by the window.

  “What about you Laura? Nice and comfy?” Angela asked, followed by a small giggle.

  “Yeah, we should be able to make it.” Laura offered in reply

  “Well good. Let me know if you guys need anything, I can't exactly see back there with all this stuff in the way.”

  Angela's comments made Andrew even hornier. He let his hands grip Laura's hips a little bit tighter, and felt here wiggle slightly in response. He pushed his aching rod even closer against her butt, grinding into her as much as he could. It was wrong, he knew it was, but the only thing he cared about at the moment was spraying a white hot load of cum and getting release.

  “That's enough, Andrew,” he heard her whisper. Andrew could hear in her voice that Laura knew exactly what was going on. His hard dick had been slowly growing underneath her for a while now, and there was no way she couldn't feel it. It was such a shame, Andrew thought. She was right, though. It was crossing the line for Andrew to be doing something like this to anybody, let alone a woman that was almost like family to him. He knew that he had to stop, and didn't resist when Laura reached down and removed his hands from her hips.

  Just then, the car went down the exit ramp of the highway, pulling onto a regular and much less maintained road. A bump right before the stop sign knocked Laura forward and off Andrew's lap.

  “Sorry!” They heard Angela call. “It looks like we'll be taking a detour for a little bit...they need to get the road crews out here and fill in some of these pot holes.”

  Andrew gently grabbed Laura by the hips and pulled her back into his lap, unintentionally lowering her in contact with his hard cock as he did. Pleasure raced through his crotch, and he couldn't resist giving in, flexing his cock and mashing it against Laura's butt as he rocked her back into position. There was no way she could ignore it now, and Andrew felt the heat of her body as he pushed against her.

  “Don't worry mom, I'll keep her steady back here.”

  The road they were on seemed to be nothing more than a collection of pot holes. The continuous jostling of the car kept Laura from being able to stay in a single spot. Each time, she would slide forward a bit, and each time Andrew would grab her hips and pull her back, sliding her crotch down the full length of his cock. Keeping her skirt smoothed underneath her proved to be an impossible task and it had risen up, giving Andrew a relatively uninhibited view of her thighs and panties. Turning his head down, Andrew could see a tiny wet spot on the font, and knew that her cunt must be getting wet from all the excitement.

  Andrew's attention was now focused entirely on his dick. He felt dirty, and was trying to will himself away from the lust fueled state he found himself caught up in, to no avail. His eyes were drawing in the full view of Laura's panties, white with an ornate blue trim. He imagined his hands reaching up and grabbing her breasts, massaging them through her bra, his lips kissing her on the neck, and spearing up into her with his loaded weapon. Andrew took a deep breath and tried to focus out the window.

  “Do you mind if I get more comfortable, Andrew?” Laura said, very slowly and deliberately.

  There was tension in the air. Andrew could sense where things were headed. It seemed like one or both of them would need to put their foot down, and put a stop to this before it went too far.

  “No, I don't mind,” said Andrew

  Laura leaned forward, giving Andrew a perfect view of her soft and luscious butt. She then placed her hands against Andrew's legs, and gestured for him to slide up a little. He did, and his new position was now dropped down and leaned back, like a patron in the private booth of a strip club preparing for a lap dance. Laura slowly sat down, higher up on Andrew's lap this time, with his hard dick locked tightly against her hot cunt.

  “Oh, that's much better,” Andrew said.

  He flexed his dick and pushed against her crotch as she settled completely into her new seat, and heard her let out a quiet moan.

  “Is everything ok back there?” They heard Angela ask. “I thought I heard something…”

  “Oh y
es we're fine,” Laura answered. “I'm just letting Andrew in on a little secret.”

  Laura reached down to scratch her leg, gently gliding her hand over Andrew's cock as she did.

  “Care to share?” Angela asked. “Is it something you've told me about before?”

  Andrew was thrusting up, all pretenses of doing anything but trying to get off discarded. His hands roamed up her hips, across her stomach, and finally reached up to cup her breasts.

  “It's about our college days, actually.” Laura answered.

  Pushing up against her, car still bouncing over potholes, Andrew felt her push her pussy back down against his dick in response. They started matching each other’s rhythm, both of them pulled in by the heat of the situation, dry humping with reckless abandon.

  “About the trouble we used to get into,” Laura continued. “All of the rules we used to break...”

  Andrew couldn't stand it anymore. As the car went over another bump, he pushed Laura forward and yanked his shorts down, his dick popping out through the flap of his boxers. He felt his cock rub against her wet panties as he pulled her back down.

  “Oh, I remember. Honestly, I think we may have gone a little too far, sometimes,” Andrew heard his mom say.

  Instantly it was though a switch had been thrown. Laura appeared to wake up to the situation, to her skirt up above her waist, the hands massaging her boobs and rubbing her nipples, and Andrew's rock hard cock pushing into the fabric of her panties and threatening to violate the motherly relationship she had maintained towards him for so many years.

  “You're...You're right” Laura pushed herself up and off Andrew's lap. “I'm getting a little stiff, I think we should pull over at the next gas station.”

  “Alright, but you'll still be riding in the back seat. I haven't finished with my half yet.” Angela said.

  The car pulled into the driveway of a gas station, and Angela parked next to an open pump.

  “I'll pay for the gas, but would one of you mind grabbing me a drink while you're in there?” she asked