Dylan

Dylan had just come over to visit his girlfriend Haley. Feeling a **** need to pee her gave her a quick kiss when she opened the front door then rushed upstairs to use the Dunphys bathroom. He was regretting that third soda since getting caught short like that in front of Haley wasn't going to win him any cool boyfriend points. Better to rush past her than wet himself as she opened the door.

He opened the unlocked bathroom door and stopped dead in his tracks as he was greeted by the sight of Haley's mom. His (hopefully) future mother-in-law squirming naked in the bath with her eyes closed and the fingers of one hand inside her pussy while tugging at a pink nipple with the other. She had whispered something about Haley as Dylan had opened the door and was now muttering his name as he watched her. “Oh god Dylan, fuck me, that’s it, harder, your cock is so big, I need your cock, give it to me Dylan, yeah I’m a naughty girl, I’m your naughty slut.” Dylan watched as the blonde MILFs hand moved faster until it became a blur as she brought herself closer to orgasm. Water spilled out of the bath as she writhed with pleasure calling his name. Dylan's cock grew rock hard at the display, he didn’t think he’d been so turned on in his life, possibly even more than his first time with Haley.

He scrambled to get his phone out to take a video of her, he made sure it was on silent and managed to record a clip of Claire masturbating in front of him with her eyes shut while calling his name when her eyes suddenly flew open.

“Dylan, oh Dylan” Claire purred as she saw the man she'd been fantasising about. Then realising he wasn’t a figment of her imagination but a very real and very noticeably turned on man in her bathroom, who was putting something hurriedly away in his pocket, she stood up in the bath quickly in a panic.

“Oh my god, it’s not what it sounded like” she blurted out as she tried to cover her nakedness with her arms. Dylan had already had a good full frontal view of this delicious MILF, he watched as the soapy water ran down the curves of her body, the water mixing with her own wetness and dripping slowly from her pussy.

“Ummm, that’s ok Mrs Dunphy, but I gotta go take a pee” stated Dylan. He was too dumbstuck to know what to say, how to play it cool so that she’d fuck him and stupidly blurted out the first thing he thought of. For a moment he was tempted to just ask her to fuck him but he didn’t think she’d agree and besides Haley would be looking for him in a minute.

The naked Claire was nearly hysterical, what if Dylan told someone what he’d witnessed! She tried to play it cool, if she panicked she might scare him off and then the first thing he’d do is tell everyone he’d ever met about the time he’d walked in on her masturbating. The way Dylan was ogling her gave her reassurance he didn't want to leave anytime soon. She took a deep breath and Dylan's eyes followed her chest move “Oh, that’s ok, you go right ahead, I guess we don’t have anything to hide in this family” she finally told him. Despite her heart beating so fast that she felt she’d have a heart attack she tried to sound casual and lowered herself back into the bath.

Dylan closed the door behind him and walked over to the toilet beside Claire’s bath, he struggled to get his erection out of his jeans. He kept glancing over at Claire, he wanted to stare at her for as long as possible but he knew how difficult it would be to get his pee in the toilet with such a hard erection. His mom had spent a lifetime moaning about him and his missing the pan, imagine what Claire would say.

Seeing his nervous clumsiness Claire decided to tease him. She leant over the bathtub and pulled his trousers and pants down round his ankles. She reeled for a moment as she took in the full size of Dylan's manhood. No wonder Haley kept dating him despite his general ineptitude. “Let me help you with that” she asked with some trepidation at having such a large weapon displayed before her. She deftly took hold of his cock and tried to aim it downwards but he was too erect.

“Thanks Mrs Dunphy, I haven’t needed help going to the toilet since I was a toddler” Dylan replied to her. He instantly regretted his words and internally berated himself for saying such a stupid thing.

Claire wasn’t listening, she was staring at the cock in her hand. It felt so big, so hard, so right, so virile, feeling it in her hand she knew that here was a boy who wouldn’t roll over and go to sleep after satisfying only himself. From the sounds she'd heard Haley make she knew he’d keep going, all day and all night. This cock she held in her hand would make her feel young again, the way she did before marriage and three kids destroyed her body and her sex life. She wanted to keep hold of it, she wanted it inside her, she wanted to worship it and for Dylan to worship her. She licked her lips, his cock was so close to her mouth, she desperately wanted to suck his cock and drink his cum but was broken out of her fantasy by the cock she was staring at suddenly peeing.

Dylan finally managed to get himself into an angle he could pee and tried to relax as much as possible, the relief he felt when he finally did felt good but not as good as the hand that held his cock. He concentrated and managed to get all (ok, most of it) into the toilet, he felt a strange sense of accomplishment at achieving this seemingly simple task in the most difficult of circumstances.

“Dylan!” called Haley from the hallway, “What are you doing? Are you going to be much longer?”

“Yeah babe, just finishing up” replied Dylan as Claire let go of his manhood.

They looked at each other, Claire reached up and placed one finger on his lips. “Not a word, to anyone.”

“Sure, Mrs Dunphy, our little secret” replied Dylan.

Claire bit her lip and stared at his cock as she commented "not so little...."

He managed to stuff his erection into his trousers as he pulled them up, then washed his hands. He turned from the sink and stared at Claire for a moment as he admired her breasts once again “I guess I should go.”

“Ok Dylan but if you need some help with that later” replied Claire pointing at the bulge still in his pants “you just let me know.”

“Sure, Mrs Dunphy” grinned Dylan as he left the bathroom.

“Why have you got such a stupid grin on your face?” someone asked Dylan as he stood in the hallway outside the bathroom.

Dylan looked up to see.