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  Home Temptation 3

  Four Book Taboo Erotica Collection

  By

  Anya Merchant

  Book 1: College Visit

  Book 2: Forbidden Camping

  Book 3: Doctor Temptation

  Book 4: Superhuman Seduction: The Invisible Man

  College Visit

  By

  Anya Merchant

  Copyright © 2014 by Anya Merchant

  All rights reserved

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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.

  “I’m overloaded with homework tonight, what about you?”

  Brad was walking with his best friend Kevin through the quad of their college. The sun was setting, and it was gearing up to be a fun Friday night, at least for him.

  “I am done for the week!” said Brad, smiling. “I was hoping to find a decent party to hit up, off campus…”

  At 18 years old, Brad was mostly concerned with the same things as any young, teenage, college freshman. He wanted to have fun, and if that included drinking and hook ups, then so be it.

  “Of course you are,” said Kevin, rolling his eyes. “You’ve been blathering on about how you want to put your single dorm room to good use since the fall.”

  Due to some organizational issues on the part of the housing staff, Brad had ended up having a room to himself. Typically the only way freshmen got those was by paying extra, but he had gotten his for the same price as sharing a double.

  “It is pretty convenient,” Brad replied. “Anyway, if you manage to get your homework done, hit me up. It’s going to be a fun night!”

  The two said their goodbyes and split off from each other. Brad headed back to his dorm room, already high on the feeling of being done for the week and his expectations of the weekend. His room was on the top floor of an apartment just off the edge of campus, and happened to be one of the few that didn’t require special key cards to get into the lobby of. He walked inside, and his jaw almost dropped at what he spotted waiting for him by the elevators.

  “Brad!” his step mom shouted to him as he walked over, still in a state of shock and disbelief.

  “Mom? What are you doing here?”

  Michelle had been Brad’s step mom for almost ten years. She was the only real mother he had ever known, as his biological one had died during child birth. He always thought that his dad had been lucky to snag someone like her, and as he grew older, he had begun to appreciate her even more.

  She was a beautiful woman, with large, full breasts and medium length blond hair. Her face was the type that would be right at home amongst super models, and her figure had curves in all the right places and a tremendous looking butt. Brad had been forced to deal with more than a few snide remarks from his friends in high school about what they would love to do to her.

  “I told you I was going to stop by and visit you!” Michelle said, beaming at him as he walked over. “Your father is out of town for the weekend, and it’s boring back at the house.”

  She threw her arms around him as he approached her. Brad could feel her soft breasts pushing against his chest. She was a petite woman, which made them seem even bigger and more amazing on her frame. He had to focus on breathing to keep himself calm as he reciprocated her embrace.

  “You could have given me a heads up!” he said to her, smiling. “It is nice to see you, though. What hotel are you staying at?”

  “None! I’m staying with you!” she said to him triumphantly. She leaned out of the hug and then stood up to her fullest to kiss him on the cheek. It ended up slightly off target, due to the difference in their heights, and caught Brad on the edge of his lips.

  Brad took a second to contemplate her response, and realized that he must have misheard her.

  “Uh, what did you just say, mom?” He asked her in disbelief.

  “I’m staying with you!” she said, grinning. “You’re always bragging about how you managed to snag a single occupant dorm room, I figured that it would be the perfect way for us to spend some quality time together, and get a little bit closer.”

  Brad just stared at her. He honestly couldn’t think of what to say.

  “Besides, your father has been stingy with his credit card, as of late,” she said. “This will save me a ton of money.”

  “You can’t be serious!” Brad said, finally snapped out of his confusion. “There is no way this is going to work! I, I only have one bed!”

  “Oh, relax,” his mom replied, rubbing his arm in a gentle and sensual manner. “It’s just for one night, I’m sure we’ll be fine sharing.”

  Brad opened his mouth to object, but realized that the lobby had filled up with people. The last thing he wanted was to publicize the fact that he was hosting his mom in his dorm room. He grabbed her by the hand and pulled her over to the elevators.

  “Come on, let’s talk about this upstairs,” he said to her disdainfully.

  They stepped into the elevator. Brad punched in the number for his floor and stood next to his mom, a tense silence descending into the enclosed space.

  “Look, I didn’t mean to spring this on you at the last second,” Michelle said to him. “It just kind of happened that way.”

  Brad said nothing. The fact that she was here and looking to stay with him seemed to flip his weekend upside down. He had worked hard to take care of everything earlier that weak precisely so that he could have some time to himself. His mom being here seemed to rob him of his reward.

  “It’s okay, mom,” he said to her. “We’ll work things out…”

  They elevator dinged, and the door opened. Brad stepped out into the hallway and led his mom down towards his room. As they approached, he saw something that gave him his second shock of the day.

  “Kayla, hey!” he said to the girl who was waiting in front of the locked door into his dorm.

  “Brad, perfect timing,” she said to him, smiling. “I came to invite you to Justin’s party tonight,”

  Kayla was a pretty girl, with a nice body, medium sized breasts, and a peppy personality. She had been Brad’s crush since the beginning of the year, when they sat next to each other during one of the freshman seminars.

  “I would love to go,” he said. “I just need to, well, take care of a couple of things, first.”

  Kayla seemed to notice Michelle behind him for the first time. The two smiled at each other.

  “Is this, uh…” began Kayla, unsure of what to say.

  “Kayla, this is my mom, Michelle,” he said to her. “Mom, this is Kayla.”

  Brad’s mom stepped towards Kayla and shook her hand. Brad found that he was blushing fiercely. The whole situation was just beyond embarrassing for him.

  “Nice to meet you Kayla,” she said. “Brad didn’t mention that he had found a pretty girlfriend.”

  “What, oh no…” Kayla said, beginning to blush along with Brad.

  “She’s not! Mom, we’re just friends!” Brad said urgently. They hadn’t even made it inside his room yet, and already she was causing problems. He put his hand on his forehead and fought off the urge to start shouting.

  “Oh, I’m sorry,” she said. “I just assumed, silly me,”

  Kayla smiled politely, still beet red.

  “Anyway, I just came to tell you about the party,” she said. “I guess if your mom is here,
I probably won’t be seeing you, huh?”

  “Oh, don’t be silly sweetie,” said Michelle with a smile. “I’m not that much older than all of you, I wouldn’t mind coming with.”

  “Uh, okay,” said Kayla. “Anyway, I’ll see you later Brad,”

  “Yeah, see you later,” he replied, embarrassed and shell shocked.

  He opened the door to his room without looking at his mother and stepped inside. She followed behind him, and set the bag she had been carrying down next to his bed.

  “You don’t mind me tagging along with you, do you Brad?” she asked him in a sweet, motherly tone.

  “To be honest, I do mom,” he said to her. “It’s a college party, and they tend to get pretty crazy…”

  “Oh?” she said, curiously. “And just what happens at them to make them so crazy?”

  She was standing only about a foot away from Brad, right in front of him. For a second, he thought about the parties he’d been to in the past. The rampant drinking and sex composed the lion’s share of his memories. He thought about adding his mom into that equation and felt a strange mixture of embarrassment and arousal sweep over him.

  “Nothing, mom,” he said to her. “Whatever, it’s a free country, and you can do what you want. Just don’t expect me to be babysitting you, or even acknowledging you while we’re there.”

  “I’m a grown woman, Brad,” she said to him. “I know how to have fun on my own,”

  For the next couple of hours, Brad and his mom just hung around his dorm room. He had also lucked out in that his room had a small bathroom and shower attached to it, shared with one of the other singles next door. His mom unpacked the few things that she had brought with her, and then turned on the TV. For a little while, they both lied on the couch and watched it.

  “Do you want to go out to eat before we get the night started?” she asked him.

  “Mom, I would much prefer that we keep a low profile,” he said to her. She was lying right next to him, and Brad couldn’t help but notice that the angle she was at gave him an amazing view of her cleavage. His cock stirred at the thought and he did his best to push it out of his mind.

  “Why are you being like this?” she said to him. “This is going to be fun! I’m sure the guys at the party won’t mind having me around…”

  That much was true, and it also made Brad feel a little sick to his stomach. His mom was a bombshell, and the thought of how many of the frat boys would be ogling her and hitting on her made him very uncomfortable. He assured himself mentally that there is no way anything could happen, his mom was just a harmless flirt, and plus, he would be there, too.

  “Mom, don’t get any weird ideas into your head,” he said to her. He leaned closer and brought his face right up to hers as he spoke the words, an action that made him suddenly aware of just how close their bodies were together.

  “Just what are you talking about exactly, young man?” she said to him, with a playful tone in her voice. “Are you worried about me getting into trouble?”

  His mom’s hand began to massage his thigh, and he felt his cock spring to attention. It was bizarre to him, and he had to do mental gymnastics to keep from consciously allowing himself to be turned on by her.

  “Yeah mom, I am worried,” he said. They were slowly inching towards each other, and the room was tense, as though some type of sexual bomb was about to go off.

  “We are going to be back here by 10 PM at the latest,” he said to her. “That way, we’ll avoid the part when things start to get really out of control.”

  “Oh you are no fun!” she said to him, flicking her finger across his crotch. The action almost made Brad lose control and cum in his pants. He breathed slowly, and tried to calm down his racing heart.

  “Anyway, I’m going to take a shower,” his mom said to him. “And change into some more appropriate evening clothes.”

  She got up, grabbed a towel from his clean clothes pile, and walked into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her.

  Brad had a moment to himself to think about the situation. He had trouble imagining having his mother accompany him to a party, honestly. It just seemed too bizarre. Michelle had always been a rather social and fun loving woman, but she was still his mom. What would his friends think?

  That was another issue, entirely. His mom’s body and sensual nature was already more than enough to get him worked up on occasion. Could he really trust his friends to keep their hands to themselves? These thoughts and many others were still on his mind several minutes later when he heard the shower turn off. The door opened just a moment after, and his mom walked into his dorm room wearing nothing but a towel.

  Brad’s jaw almost dropped when he saw her. The towel he had left in the bathroom was on the tinier side, somewhere between being regular and hand sized. She had it wrapped around her chest, but it only just barely made it all the way round. A slit was left open, cutting down her side not unlike a certain risqué style of dress.

  On top of that, it only managed to reach down to about hip level. His mom’s womanhood and butt were covered, but he got a feeling that if she bent over to pick anything up, he would have a full frontal view.

  “Hey honey,” she said to him as though everything was completely normal. “I left my clothes out here, do you mind?”

  “Uh, no, of course not,” he said, scrambling to grab her bag and bring it over to her. “Let me know if there is anything else you need, uh, in the bathroom. You know, for me to do or anything.”

  He blushed furiously. His mom had never had this much of an effect on him before. He felt like he was talking to Kayla, or one of his many other crushes from high school. It was hard for him to even string words together sensibly.

  “And just what kind of help would you have to offer, hmm?” she said. She put the bag down, and then stepped towards him. Brad could see the cleavage of her tits, which were fighting to pop out of the top of the towel. She walked over to where he stood, and got just a little too close to him. Brad felt his cock quickly pop into an erection, and more than anything he wanted to rip the towel off his mom and…

  He shook his head slightly, and forced the thoughts out of his mind. This was his mother that he was thinking about! Guilt swept over him for a second, and then he realized that his mom was still standing there, smiling coyly and observing him.

  “Uh,” he said to her, cutting through the hot tension in the room. “Are you going to head back into the bathroom?”

  “I guess so,” said his mom, turning and walking back towards the door. “For now, at least. I can’t wait, honey. This is going to be so much fun!”

  It took her about 15 more minutes to get dressed and fix her make up. When she finally came out of the bathroom, Brad was a little surprised by what she was wearing.

  Forgoing her usual modest and professional clothing, Michelle had chosen to wear a small, low cut shirt that clearly showed off her cleavage, and a pair of very tiny and very tight shorts. It was hard for him to look at her without becoming aroused.

  “Are you sure that’s what you want to wear, mom?” he asked her nervously.

  “Of course, honey,” she said, smiling. “We are going to a party, aren’t we?”

  It was already getting dark. Brad quickly changed into a nicer t-shirt, and then the two set off. The party was located a couple of blocks away from his dorm. He briefly considered asking his mom to drive, but something about having her bring him there seemed even lamer than showing up with her in tow.

  The street the house was on was one notorious for wild college kids and loud parties. In typical Friday night fashion, they were able to spot where it was being held from several hundred yards away, with music blaring and people gathered outside. Brad led his mom up to the door, in front of which stood a burly looking guy.

  “Sorry man,” he said to Brad. “We’re at capacity.”

  “Are you sure you can’t fit just two more?” asked Michelle from behind him. She stepped forward, and Brad could only watch
as the bouncer blatantly checked out her body. She stood close to him, and pushed her huge breasts towards his face, giving him a clear view down her shirt.

  “Uh, I guess two more wouldn’t hurt,” he said. “I’ll be coming inside in a little bit, maybe me and you should grab a drink?”

  Brad’s mom smiled at him, and then the two walked through the door.

  The house was packed full of people. Loud electronica dance music blared from speakers in the living room, and everywhere he looked, Brad could see red cups in people’s hands. A beer pong table was set up in the kitchen, with just enough room on each side to let people play. As he glanced around, looking for a keg, the host of the party, Justin, came up to him.

  “Hey, good to see you Brad,” he said, smiling and stepping towards Michelle. “Care to introduce me to your friend?”

  Before Brad could say anything, his mom stepped up to Justin and shook his hand.

  “My name is Michelle, I’m actually Brad’s mother,” she said to him, with a devious smile. “It’s so nice to meet you,”

  “Oh the pleasure is all mine,” said Justin. The two of them were staring intensely at each other, and the sexual implications of it made Brad feel like jumping out of his skin.

  “If the night goes right, I get the feeling it will be both of ours,” said Brad’s mom, licking her lips.

  “Why don’t we go get a drink, and talk somewhere quiet?” asked Justin.

  “Mom!” yelled Justin. “Can we talk for a bit, in the kitchen?”

  Brad forcefully pulled his mother away from Justin and towards the doorway. He could tell that her gaze lingered on him even as they were moving. He pushed her into a spot next to the fridge, and turned to face her.

  “Can you just be low key?” he asked her, more than a little frustrated. “Hitting on my friends is not really acceptable behavior.”

  “He was hitting on me, sweetie,” she said to him. “And I was just being polite. You know that I would never let it get too far.”