Crowded Bus: Lap Temptation (Taboo Erotica)

by Anya Merchant

  He worked hard to keep himself under control as his mom took her shower. He turned the TV back on, and switched it to a different channel, though his urges made him consider leaving it on the porn, and enjoying it while he could. After a couple of minutes, he heard the shower knob squeak and the water turn off.

  “Jack, I think the towels are in the closet.” Alicia called to him from the shower. “Can you bring me one, I don’t have anything to dry off with in here?”

  “Yeah, sure mom,” Jack replied.

  His cock throbbed, and his heart rate went through the roof as he grabbed a towel from the closet and walked over to the bathroom door. The voice of reason in his head told him to just stick his hand into the bathroom, to give it to her and get away. Instead, he swung the door completely open.

  Alicia had opened the shower curtain, and Jack took in an unobstructed view of her gorgeous hips and big, beautiful breasts. Her hair was wet against her skin, and when she saw that he was looking at her, she instantly turned red and did her best to cover up with her hands.

  “Jack! Jeez, sweetie, I’m naked!” Alicia was embarrassed, and suddenly, Jack was too. He averted his eyes and held out the towel to her, feeling disgusted by his behavior.

  “I, I’m sorry mom,” he said. “I wasn’t thinking!”

  “It’s okay sweetie. Today has been a really weird day.”

  His mom took the towel from him, and Jack got one last, fleeting look at her breasts as she began to dry off. He walked out of the bathroom in a horny daze, feeling like if he didn’t get some sort of release soon, he would go completely insane.

  There were also some extra blankets in the shower, and Jack laid them out on the floor to make a bed for himself as best as he could. The room hadn’t been designed with enough floor space to make sleeping there comfortable, and Jack could see right away that he’d be cramped for the night to come.

  Alicia had thrown on a loose white nightgown, one that was so thin that it was almost see through. Jack felt ashamed as he looked at her, his eyes being drawn to her nipples, which poked out against the fabric.

  “Sweetie, that’s not going to be enough space for you,” said Alicia. “Maybe…you should just sleep in the bed. With me.”

  Jack was silent for a moment, and felt his cock getting excited at her suggestion.

  “With…you?” He stared at her, feeling the tension in the air weighing down on them. “But mom, the bed is tiny.”

  “I know, but so was the bus seat…and we managed okay.” Alicia sat down on the bed and patted the spot next to her. “If you sleep with your boxers on, I don’t think we’ll have anything to…I mean, I’m sure it will be fine.”

  Jack sat down by his mom. He was hornier, but the voice of reason in his head was making a desperate attempt to keep him in check. His mom smiled at the awkward expression on his face.

  “It’s okay sweetie, I’m your mom and your my son,” she whispered, rubbing his thigh. “We just need to remember that, and everything will be fine.”

  “Okay mom.” Jack stood up from the bed and walked over to the main light. He turned it off, leaving just a tiny reading lamp on the bed stand on, and then walked back over. Alicia was already climbing under the covers.

  Jack took his shirt and shorts off, and did his best do hunch over and keep the full extent of his erection concealed from his mom. It didn’t work. Alicia looked embarrassed, but also a little intrigued, and had one hand up over her mouth as though she was stifling a gasp.

  It was just like it had been on the bus. There was no other choice. Jack climbed into the bed and under the sheets, feeling his mom’s body radiating out warmth.

  “I love you sweetie,” said Alicia.

  “I love you too, mom,” he replied.

  His mom reached over and turned off the last light, and the room was dark. The bed was small, and for a second, neither of them moved. Then, in an instant, Jack felt his resolve giving, and the urges taking control.

  At first he convinced himself that he was just going to snuggle up against his mom, and cuddle with her until the two of them fell asleep. She was turned away from him, and the bed was small enough that all he had to do was move forward an inch and his body was against hers.

  His cock nuzzled between her legs, throbbing and aching for release. Alicia tensed up as it made contact, tightening her butt cheeks and thighs as though she was trying to prevent his member from gaining access.

  “Honey…” she whispered. Her word carried with it a double meaning. Jack knew that she was trying to hold out, but he could hear in her voice that she was just as horny and ready as he was.

  He ran his hands up her stomach and to her breasts, and slowly began to push his cock more deliberately against his moms butt. She was so soft, and it felt so good.

  Alicia let out a little moan, and her legs slipped open. Jack took full advantage of the opportunity, sliding his cock out of his boxer flap and lifting her gown up to her waist. Her skin was so warm, and he let the head of his dick probe into forbidden territory.

  “Sweetie, I’m your mom…” whispered Alicia. Jack was too horny to think straight. The head of his cock was rubbing against his mom’s warm, inviting folds. He needed her, and all of his shame and guilt was outweighed by the intense temptation that her gorgeous body presented.

  Jack kissed his mother’s neck, and let his hands pull the night gown completely up and over her head. Alicia didn’t stop him, but didn’t help, either. Jack could tell that her urges and her reluctance were duking it out in the same way he had experienced his own inner conflict.

  She turned towards him in the bed and grabbed his cock, and Jack instantly knew what she had decided. It felt amazing and incredibly wrong at the same time.

  “Sweetie we can’t…” Alicia’s words were quiet, almost inaudible. “We can’t ever let anyone know about this. Only tonight, never again.”

  Jack was on her in an instant, pushing his mom’s legs open and kissing her with an unbridled passion. The situation had boiled over. He had to fuck his mom, and he knew there was no way to stop it, now that things had gone so far.

  The head of his cock found the entrance of her cunt easily, and Jack pushed it inside. She was tighter than he expected, much tighter, but her sex fluids made for the perfect lube.

  “Oh god, mom!” cried Jack. His hands were groping at her breasts, and his cock was halfway inside of her, but he still couldn’t believe it. She was right there underneath him, and he was fucking her, and Jack felt an almost overwhelmingly confusing mixture of emotions.

  “Jack, sweetie,” moaned Alicia. “It’s okay…Shhhh, it’s okay.”

  Jack began to thrust, and pleasure exploded through his crotch and through his body. His mom felt amazing, beyond anything he could have expected. Every element of the situation was erotic, from the dim sliver of light pouring in from the window that lit the room just enough for him to see his mom’s heaving breasts, to the tiny squealing noises she made as he slowly started to move inside of her.

  This is what he’d been so close to doing on the bus, Jack realized. He wanted to do it on the bus, and they had come so close. But they stopped, and at the time, both of them had been glad. What they were doing was wrong in every sense of the word.

  Strangely, the more shame and guilt over just how illicit and forbidden the sex was, the more arousing and overwhelmingly pleasurable the act became. He fucked his mom harder, pushing his cock as deep into her as it would go and pinching her nipples.

  “That’s it!” cried Alicia. “Fuck your mommy, sweetie. Fuck your mommy, baby!”

  “Oh god mom, I…I can’t stop fucking you!”

  Jack’s hips thrust into his mom with a mind of their own. He loved her, both as a mom and as a woman, but in the moment, all his cock cared about was getting off. Alicia ran one of her hands across his chest and the other through her own hair, and then tensed up suddenly.

  “Oh god, oh god, sweetie!” she cried. “Mommy’s cumming!”

 
; Jack felt his mom’s cunt begin to seize up, clenching around his cock and sending even more pleasure raging through his body. He couldn’t stop himself, and kept fucking her with even more intensity. His flesh slapped against hers loudly, and he wondered what the people in the rooms on either side of them must think.

  As Jack felt his own orgasm on the horizon, he realized that he had reached the end of the line. If he blew it inside his mom, and shot his load deep inside her body, the two of them would never be able to come back from it. Maybe if he pulled out now, and apologized, they could just treat it like a terrible mistake, one that they got a handle on before it went too far. But to cum inside her, it would be too deliberate, too final.

  Jack’s cock began to explode, spraying white hot cum deep inside of his mother, and there was nothing he could do to stop it. He felt guilty and ashamed, but also incredibly unburdened, as if he’d finally found the relief he’d been searching for all day.

  The room was still. Jack let the spurts of his cock die down before rolling off his mom. Alicia was silent for a minute. She reached over and rubbed his hand, and kissed him on the cheek.

  “It’s okay, sweetie,” said his mom. “If we don’t tell anybody, it will be like it never happened.”

  Jack nodded, even though he didn’t believe her. It did happen. And he couldn’t wait for it to happen again.

  END

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  FREE EXCERPT FROM “ COMMUNITY THEATER”

  CHAPTER 1

  “That was excellent, John!” The director was beaming at him, scribbling notes onto a pad as he watched from the front row of seats in the auditorium.

  His words were exactly what John had been hoping for. He had been acting in an amateur capacity since he was old enough to walk, and had never before attempted to take on a pivotal and meaty lead role like the one he was currently auditioning for.

  “Thank you, sir,” he said. “Do you want me to run any other scenes?”

  “Nonsense, I’ve seen more than enough,” said the director. He stood up from his seat and climbed up onto the stage, reaching his hand out to shake John’s. “I want you to take on the role of Maurice, and really live it up in the same way you just did with your monologue.”

  “Of course!” said John. He felt a wave of emotion begin to wash over him, and couldn’t keep a broad smile from spreading across his face.

  “I still have a number of roles to cast, but I want to get started with the rehearsals for the core characters immediately,” said the director. “Can you be here tomorrow morning, 10 AM sharp?”

  John nodded his head.

  “I wouldn’t miss it for the world!” he said.

  He could barely contain his excitement when he got back home. John’s father had been away on a business trip for the past week, but he expected his step mom, Helen, to be around, and was a little disappointed when he couldn’t find her.

  Helen had been John’s step mother since shortly after his mom had walked out on the family when he was ten, and over the past eight years the two of them had grown incredibly close. She was a beautiful woman, with a busty figure and the type of elegant beauty that made her seem timelessly attractive, even at 37 years old.

  John ended up hanging out for a bit in the living room, reading through the copy of the script that the director had given him. It was an independently created production, completely new to him. The basic plot involved a romance between a rich older woman and a much younger man that was a friend of her son’s , and as he read through the scenes, he found himself getting strangely excited at his role in the play.

  A number of them seemed to be very intimate and physical, and John found himself getting a little turned on just from reading the dialogue. He began to wonder about who would be playing the role of the older female lead.

  His mind began to wander into illicit places, and he ended up heading upstairs into his room. John began browsing the internet on his laptop, and without even realizing what he was doing, he ended up on a porn site, staring at erotic images that only seemed to further fuel the wild thoughts in his mind.

  He couldn’t resist for long, and after a moment, he pulled out his hard cock and began to stroke it to the naked women on the screen. John had always had a fetish for milfs, and the idea that he would be acting across from one in a play, kissing her, feeling her body, and being in such close contact, it was enough to drive him wild.

  “Honey, are you home?” asked Helen. Her voice came from directly outside his door. John jumped back from his desk, frantically trying to cover up his nudity, but not moving nearly fast enough to beat the speed of the opening door.

  Luckily, he managed to turn away, and fell down onto his bed and grabbed a sheet in time to hide anything too illicit, though his step mom looked at him suspiciously.

  “Are you okay, sweetie?” she asked. Helen walked over and sat down on the bed next to him, and John couldn’t help but think about how much she looked like some of the milf porn stars he had just been jerking off to. Her top was low cut, and it was hard for him to keep his eyes off her cleavage.

  “Uh, yeah, of course mom,” he said. “What’s up?”

  Behind Helen on the screen of John’s computer was an older naked woman, slowly performing a strip tease for him. He prayed to god that she wouldn’t turn around before the clip finished playing and returned to the default image.

  “I just wanted to tell you the good news,” she said. “I ended up following through with it! I auditioned!”

  Helen dropped her hand down on her son’s thigh in what was meant to be a tender gesture. In reality, it just made John’s dick throb and ache for attention, and he felt a small bead of pre cum beginning to smear into the top of the thin sheet covering his crotch.

  “That’s great mom,” he said, blankly. “Wait…what play did you audition for?”

  “The one that you mentioned the other day,” she said. “Young Life, New Experience. The director wants me to play the part of the female lead!”

  John could only stare at her for a second.

  “Could you…could you say that again?”

  “I’m the female lead!” said his mom. “What, I thought that you would be happy for me…”

  Inside, John’s emotions were threatening to tear him apart. He wanted to do this play, and his mom being the lead character’s love interest seemed to wreck everything. Strangely, his cock seemed to throb at the idea, and he silently admonished himself in shame.

  “Mom…” he said. “I also auditioned for that play. The director cast me in it as Maurice.”

  Helen blinked several times at her son, as though her mind couldn’t quite process what he was saying.

  “What…but, that would mean…” Her voice suddenly became v
ery tiny and small. “I’m playing the role of Rose.”

  “Yeah,” said John. “…I guess we’ll have to talk to the director. I’ve read the script, there’s no way that we can act some of this stuff out.”

  Helen began to shake her head back and forth.

  “No!” she cried. “John, this role….I know what it means to you!” Helen flicked her hair back, and for a moment John could smell her perfume on the air. “And you know what it means to me,” she said. “We’ll both just have to stick with it, and just be actors while we’re on stage.”

  “But mom, how is that going to work?” asked John. “Some of the scenes in this play-“

  Instead of answering him with words, Helen leaned forward and kissed him on the lips, flicking her tongue into his mouth in a manner totally inappropriate for a mother to do with her son. Her hand ran up his thigh and came to a rest on his hard cock, timidly rubbing the head of it as though she was trying to desensitize herself to what was to come.

  “We’ll find a way to manage,” said Helen. “I know it will work out in the end, honey.”

  There was an intense, almost palpable tension on the air. John felt a strange desire coming over him, and he had to work to keep it out of the forefront of his mind. His mom was so hot, he realized, and his cock seemed to pulse at the possibility of having her as his costar.

  “Okay mom,” he said. “Let’s give it a try.”

  Helen nodded, and then gave her son a hug. She stood up and walked out of his room, leaving John alone and confused. Tomorrow was the first day of rehearsal, and he couldn’t help but wonder just what it would hold.

  CHAPTER 2

  John drove his own car to the community theater instead of catching a ride in the minivan with Helen. It was important for the two of them to keep up the pretense of not knowing each other, and of being random strangers. The situation was already weird enough without the director and everyone else in the production knowing about the relation between them.