Home Temptation: Volume 2 (Taboo Erotica Book Bundle)

by Anya Merchant

“What? Did anything happen?” Jake tried to relax as he ate his food, but his lower half was brimming with excitement.

  “We just hung out on the beach.” Beth said. “They were so nice, and one of them was really muscular. I had him finish putting lotion on me.”

  “Mom, you are absolutely shameless!” Sam said. You have no idea, Jake mouthed silently.

  “He was a gentleman, for the most part.” Beth said. “I did let him slide his hands over my breasts. My nipples were actually a little hard, can you believe it? Of course, so was he…”

  “Jake is listening, Mom! Act your age, Jesus!” Sam said, though from the sound of her voice, she was clearly intrigued.

  “I kind of wish he’d done more, It was so hot, he was right on top of me” Beth said. “I pushed my butt up into his crotch and he ground his dick against me. We were both naked, and if it wasn’t for his friends looking on I’m sure he would have- “

  “Mom!” Sam shouted, clearly at her limit.

  “Well anyway, he gave me an extra shirt to wear back. According to him, my bikini was a little too tiny to be walking around in this late.” Beth smiled coyly as she finished her story, and then aimed her eyes over and down at the tent that had formed in Jake’s pants.

  Jake sincerely wished that he could pull his dick out right there and start jerking off. His mind was filled with lust, and vivid images of Beth getting railed on the beach were bouncing around inside. He pictured taking his cock and jamming it into her pussy, and imagined how it would feel and the noises she would make. He knew it was wrong, and felt guilty for the thoughts. Sam was his girlfriend, and this was her mom. Jake was confused, and more than anything, he just wanted to make it through the rest of the trip without making a big mistake.

  By the time they finished their meals, the fire and the stars were the only things lighting the night. Long shadows were cast across the sand, and the three of them slipped into the tent together. Jake had expected it to be a tight fit, and he was right. He lied down in the middle, with Sam and Beth on both sides of him and almost no room left to spare. He could feel the warmth of the girls pressing up against him and wondered just how he would ever get to sleep.

  “This is not what I expected when you said you were bringing a tent, Mom,” said Sam angrily.

  “Oh, relax” said Beth. “Just listen to the sound of the waves and you’ll be asleep before you know it.”

  Jake took her advice and felt himself slowly drift off.

  He awoke to the feeling of his swimsuit being pulled down, slowly and by soft hands. His dick was hard. That wasn’t unusual, he thought. Jake’s mind was still cloudy with the fog of sleep, and he had trouble realizing just was going on as a sensation began to spread through his cock. It was too dark to see; the fire had been out for some time, and there were no artificial lights anywhere near to fight the darkness. It felt like something very soft was rubbing against his hard dick.

  “Ohhh…huh?” Jake managed, still at least half asleep.

  “Shhhhhh…” a voice said. He recognized it, it was Sam’s mom. It was Beth.

  He felt something warm and wet slide up the length of his shaft and pushed his hand against the blanket in surprise.

  “Whoa...What are you-“

  “Quiet!” Beth cut him off, whispering forcefully. “Just lie back and relax.”

  She continued licking up the length of his cock, slowly and softly.

  “I felt so bad teasing you like that before” she said quietly. “And that you had to hear about my adventures sun tanning…Did they turn you on?”

  She brought her mouth back to his cock and pressed her lips against its head. Jake leaned his head back in ecstatic pleasure. Beth began moving her head, bringing her warm mouth along his penis. She went a little deeper each time, starting with just the tip and slowly pressing further.

  “Oh my god, that’s-“

  “Are you forgetting that my daughter is asleep right next to you?” Beth asked, cutting him off again. “Do you want her to wake up and hear us?”

  She shifted her position, bringing herself up and over Jake’s cock. He realized she was naked, and then he realized just what she intended to do.

  “Maybe you do want her to wake up. You are a nasty boy, maybe you would like that?” she said, hovering her warm cunt just barely out of reach of Jake’s cock. He pushed his hips upward slightly and his dick glanced off the entrance of her pussy, giving him a taste of her warmth and wetness. She was ready, and so was Jake. All thoughts of Sam were pushed out of his head as he imagined fucking this woman senseless and eagerly blasting his seed inside her.

  “I know what kind of woman you are, and do you know what?” asked Jake in a whispered but powerful tone as he slid his hands up her hips.

  “You are going to be my slut from now on.” Jake pulled her down on his cock. She seemed to resist for a second, as if having second thoughts about either the act or the speed at which Jake was going at, but he felt her body give in as the full length of his member slid into her.

  “Ahhhhhh…” Beth moaned as Jake began to fuck her. She pushed herself up, attempting to control the speed of the intercourse at first, and then following Jake’s speed as he lifted her hips up and bucked his crotch up with every stroke. Their speed intensified, both of them lost to sensation.

  “That’s right, and do you know what else?” Jake said through shallow, animalistic breaths. “I’m going to marry your daughter, and you’re going to suck me off on my wedding day.”

  Beth had reached her limit. She cried out soundlessly as she went into the throes of ecstasy, her body tensing up and then melting on to Jake. He twisted her underneath him and then positioned his cock in front of her mouth. Wordlessly she began to suck, still reeling from the orgasm.

  “That’s right, you are my slut now,” Jake said. He intensified his speed and began thrusting into her mouth, holding the back of her head to stabilize her. Feeling the familiar tingling in the depths of his crotch, he pulled out, and then grabbing Beth by the hair he let his white hot load explode right onto her face. She took the first stream on her cheek, the second on her chin, and then desperately began to suck to get the rest of it out. Exhausted, the two of them collapsed back on to the floor of the tent.

  “You are everything Sam made you out to be,” said Jake.

  END

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  Anya Merchant

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  Copyright © 2014 by Anya Merchant

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  This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or persons is entirely coincidental. This work is intended for adults only. It contains substantial sexually explicit language and scenes that may be considered offensive by some readers. All characters are over the age of 18.

  “It's noon, honey, time to get up,”

  Jeff's eyes slowly opened. He was in his room, and sun was streaming in through his window. His step mom, Sandra, had taken up residence in his doorway, arms folded across each other in a disapproving manner.

  “You know how much I hate it when you call me that, Sandra,” Jeff said, rolling on his bed so his back was turned to her.

  “Quit being so grumpy, it's a beautiful day outside. And it's already ten,” Sandra said, in the same chastising, motherly voice that always got under Jeff's skin.

  It wasn't that he disliked his step mom, at least not entirely. She was a kind woman, and always tried to treat Jeff as though he was her own.
She'd been involved with Jeff's dad for fourteen years, and they'd been married for the past ten. Ever since his mom died on his fourth birthday, she had always tried to find the void left in his heart so she could fill it. She married young at twenty five, and somehow now, ten years later, she still looked just as firm and petite.

  At five foot four and with nicely formed D cups, Sandra had curves in all the right places. Her toned thighs seemed to contrast nicely against her thin hips and soft, supple buttocks. Her breasts hung very nicely, perfectly shaped and seeming to almost defy gravity for their size. Jeff could certainly understand what had turned his dad onto this woman. He turned across his bed towards her, fully prepared to give her an earful for treating him like such a child, and was taken aback by her outfit. Sandra was wearing yoga pants and a tight halter top that pushed her tits together and showed the perfect amount of cleavage. It was nothing unusual, especially given the Zumba workout music he could hear following her into the room, but it caught Jeff by surprise to see her going at it before breakfast.

  “Isn't it a little bit early to be working out?” He asked in an accusatory tone.

  “Early bird gets the worm...And speaking of which, just what have you been up to this morning?” she replied.

  Jeff could feel her gaze pointing towards his crotch, and realized that he had terrible morning wood. His cock had slipped out the flap of his boxers, and was tenting up through his sheet like a steel support beam.

  “Oh, uhmmm...Sorry. I woke up this way,” He grabbed his cock and stuffed back into his boxers the best he could, feeling the strength of his rock hard erection as he did. As he turned and looked back at Sandra, his eyes locked with hers for a moment, and he felt guilt and a strange tension flow into him. “Alright...do you mind if I get dressed now?”

  Sandra looked as though she'd been broken out of a spell. She hastily turned away, leaving Jeff's room in a rush. “I'll leave breakfast on the table. I'm going for a run.”

  Jeff slowly pulled himself out of bed and began dressing. It had just been him and his step mom for the past few weeks, and it was starting to get to him. His dad had left on a business trip and wouldn't be back for another month. It was supposed to be Jeff's last summer home before leaving for college, but he had completely blown his grades for the past year and would probably be stuck commuting to one of the local community schools. He couldn't help but despise his situation, and felt like the most boring 18 year old on the planet.

  On top of that, it was June in the midst of a heat wave, and the temperature was inescapable. It seemed to just be the planet rubbing salt on his wounds, and slowed each day of the summer to a hot, humid, crawl. Going through his dresser, Jeff found a pair of light shorts and a t-shirt to throw on, instantly feeling about ten degrees hotter.

  He made his way downstairs. Sandra had left eggs and bacon on the table, and Jeff helped himself to the food as he thought about his plans for the day. His best friend Mike had texted him last night to come over and play some Call of Duty. That's all Mike ever seemed to do, and Jeff felt as though he'd rather do almost anything else at this point. Still, Mike was his friend, and in he was a similar situation for the upcoming fall after having bombed his finals junior year. At the very least, it was nice to have someone he could talk to without having to hear about how excited they were to live in a dorm room and be on their own.

  Hopping on his bike, he started off for Mike's parent's house. The cool air felt good on his face, and he made a point of taking the longer but easier route that traveled across the river and back. He looked off as he passed by one of the local swimming holes, and was surprised to see two nubile young women in skimpy bikinis. Their backs were turned to him, and Jeff thought for a moment about stopping and taking in the view, feeling the familiar stirring of blood rushing into his dick. He remembered the morning, and the feeling of his aching cock, and decided against it. Later, he thought, knowing that it had been far too many days in a row since he'd last blown his load.

  He made it to Mike's house in about ten minutes, longer than usual, but that was expected. He had only been biking at about half speed, the heat was a bottle neck he wasn't interested in pushing up against. He walked up to the entrance way and knocked on the door. A moment later it opened, and Mike ushered him in.

  “About time! What's up, dude?” Mike asked

  “Nothing much man.” Jeff replied “Is your dad home today?”

  “Nah, he's working until later. In other words, we get to have some fun. There's a half bottle of bourbon left in the liquor cabinet.”

  Jeff walked into to Mike's room and surveyed the scene. His desktop computer was the main focus of the room, with a rather large LCD screen, gaming mouse and keyboard, and oversized sound system. Mike was very much a gamer, and Jeff couldn't help but wonder just how much time he'd spent sitting behind that desk this summer.

  “Alright man, sounds good.” Jeff said. “Let's play some games. We'll each take a shot for every round we lose.”

  Jeff walked into the living room and booted up the Xbox while Mike grabbed the bourbon and shot glasses from the kitchen. Soon enough they were in the game, playing the FPS against each other in split screen mode. Jeff lost the first round, and Mike lost the second. Soon enough they were both several shots deep and their battles became more about who could shoot in a straight line rather than skill. Jeff lost the last round, and took a shot, passing the bottle back to Mike who gleefully took a swig.

  “I doubt my dad's going to miss this, or even notice it's gone,” Mike said. “He brings home a new bottle every night.”

  “Awesome,” said Jeff. “So what else is up? You mentioned that you had something you wanted to show me.”

  Mike turned towards Jeff and handed him the bottle. “It's nothing man, I don't think you'd really want to see it anyway.”

  Jeff took a swig and then dangled it in front of Mike's face “Come on, man! Don't play that game, just show me.”

  Mike hesitated for a moment, and then grabbed the bottle and took another drink. “Alright bro, but really it's no big deal. I figure you probably know about it anyway.”

  The two of them walked into Mike's room and behind his desk. Mike sat down in his computer chair and pulled up an internet browser, while Jeff stood behind him, curious as to what it could be. He watched as Mike typed in a url.

  “Lingerie locker dot com?” Jeff asked. “Come on man, the last thing I want to sit around and do on a hot day is look at porn with another guy.”

  Mike turned his head back to him and offered a secretive smile. “You might just change your mind...” he said. “And it's not porn either, it's a lingerie store. So you don't have to worry about that, at least.”

  Jeff looked at the home page of the website. It was covered with some of the most attractive women he had ever seen, all wearing skimpy lingerie, with bodies to die for. Their curves seemed to fill out the outfits perfectly, with their big tits and luscious butts seeming to just scream of sex. He watched as Mike clicked on another page full of more models, and then another.

  “Oh come on, I knew I should have bookmarked it,” Mike said. “Wait, here it is!”

  Jeff couldn't believe his eyes. Mike had brought up a page full of the skimpiest outfits on the website. Models in different outfits filled the screen. At the very center, wearing what the site referred to as an “Itty Bitty String Top”, was a woman baring an uncanny resemblance to his step mom.

  “No way...” Jeff's mouth hung open dumbly.

  “Weird, right?” Mike said. “She totally looks a lot like your mom, dude.”

  Mike clicked on the link to the page for the bikini and an even bigger photo of the woman popped up, covering the right half of the screen. She looked exactly like her, Jeff thought. The smile was the same, her big tits were just the right size, and those hips and thighs that were constantly grabbing Jeff's attention at home were now totally exposed in front of him. The lingerie hid almost nothing, just barely covering the woman's nipples and the f
olds of her pussy under scraps of fabric.

  “See if there's any more!” Jeff said, not fully understanding why the words were coming out of his mouth. The pictures were upsetting for him, but even more than that they were arousing, incredibly arousing. His dick was quickly filling with blood and growing hard.

  “Let's see...Here we go.” Mike pulled up another gallery. All in all, there were five different sets of lingerie modeled by the woman. They ranged from skimpy skirts, to slingshot bikinis, to baby doll nighties, and in one case just a thin red ribbon across her tits, with a red bow tied around her serving as a bottom. All of the photos showcased her amazing body and curves, and plenty of skin. None of them revealed anything that was explicitly pornographic, but somehow that just made the photos seem even more erotic and taboo. Jeff's dick was rock hard now, and he couldn't think, deeply lost in a state of horny confusion.

  “Sorry man, I think I gotta go…” He said.

  “What? I mean, ok.” Mike replied. “You don't mind if I save some of these, do you?

  “What? Why the fuck would I mind?” Jeff found himself getting angry. “She just looks like my step mom, that's all.”

  “Yeah man, sure, that's probably it,” said Mike. Jeff looked over at him and noticed that his pants were also deeply tented. “Everybody has a look alike out there, your step mom’s just happens to be every teenager's jerk off fantasy.”

  Jeff glared at his friend, and then hastily walked out the door. He couldn't think clearly, so many different things were competing for dominance his mind. He needed to get home, he needed to jerk off, and more than anything he just needed a moment to breath. As he hopped onto his bike, he could still feel his massive erection poking against his shorts.

  It couldn't be his step mom. He knew that much. It just didn't seem like her, regardless of the physical similarities. Mike was right. Everyone does have a doppelganger and it just so happens that hers is a lingerie model. Which made perfect sense, his step mom did have an amazing body. If she wanted to, she could easily...