**Title: Sneaky First Time With My Mother-In-Law**

I never expected things to go this far, but the moment she caught me jerking off in her bathroom, everything changed.

I was at my mother-in-law’s place for the weekend while my wife was out of town. The house was way too quiet, and I couldn’t help but get worked up thinking about some of the dirty stuff I’d been into lately. I figured a quick jerk session in the shower would help me relax.

Big mistake.

I had my hand around my dick, stroking fast, water running down my back, when the shower curtain was suddenly yanked open. There stood my mother-in-law, Carly, her eyes wide. Her gaze dropped straight to my cock, already dripping pre-cum from how hard I was.

I froze, but she didn’t move.

“Fuck,” I muttered, embarrassed but way too turned on to stop.

She licked her lips. “Don’t stop on my account.”

My brain short-circuited. Was she actually telling me to keep going?

I hesitated for half a second before my hand started moving again, my cock throbbing under her stare. She leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed under her tits, watching me like I was a fucking show.

“You’re bigger than I thought,” she murmured, her voice low.

My balls tightened. “You’ve thought about it?”

She smirked. “Maybe.”

That was all the confirmation I needed. My hand sped up, my grip tightening as I imagined her mouth on me instead. Carly’s breathing got heavier, and then—holy shit—she reached down and cupped one of her tits through her shirt.

“Fuck,” I groaned. My hips jerked, my cock pulsing in my hand.

She stepped closer, her fingers brushing mine. “Want me to help?”

I nodded, and before I knew it, her hand replaced mine, her fingers wrapping around my shaft. The second she touched me, I knew this wasn’t just curiosity—she wanted this just as bad as I did.

Her grip was perfect, her thumb swirling over my slit, spreading the wetness down my length. “You like watching me?” she whispered, stroking me slow.

“Fuck yeah,” I hissed.

Her other hand slipped under her shirt, and I could see her fingers pinching her nipple through the fabric. The sight was too much—I grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the shower with me, water soaking her clothes instantly.

She gasped as I pressed her against the tile, my mouth crashing onto hers. She kissed me back hungrily, her tongue sliding against mine as her hands fumbled with my waist, gripping my ass and pulling me closer.

I yanked her shirt up, exposing her tits, and immediately took one nipple into my mouth. She moaned, arching into me as I sucked and bit, my fingers digging into her hips.

“You’re so fucking hot,” I growled, my cock pressing against her stomach, leaving a wet trail of pre-cum on her skin.

She reached between us, her fingers sliding over my shaft before guiding me toward her pussy. “I need you inside me,” she breathed.

No hesitation. I grabbed her thigh and hiked it up over my hip, lining my cock up with her soaked entrance. The second I pushed in, we both groaned—she was tight, warm, and fucking perfect.

“Oh my god,” she whimpered, her nails digging into my shoulders as I bottomed out.

I started slow, rolling my hips, feeling every inch of her gripping me. But within seconds, we were both too far gone—my thrusts turned hard and fast, the slap of our skin echoing in the shower.

Carly’s moans were loud, desperate, her hips meeting me with every thrust. “Fuck—yes, just like that,” she gasped, her pussy clenching around me.

I could feel her getting tighter, her body shaking—she was close. I reached between us, my thumb finding her clit and rubbing fast.

“Come for me,” I growled.

Her back arched, and she let out a cry as her pussy clenched around me, her orgasm hitting hard. The way she tightened almost pushed me over the edge, and with a few more brutal thrusts, I buried myself deep, cumming inside her with a groan.

We stayed like that for a second, both panting, before she finally pulled back and smirked.

“Guess we’re keeping this a secret?”

I smirked back. “Yeah. But we’re definitely doing it again.”