Mother In Law

Jung hoseok (hobi)

Age :- 23 yrs old

Married to hana

Choi Kia

Age:-35

Widow

Step Daughter Jung hana

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AUTHORS POV

Choi Kia is independent woman her husband died after 2 years later when her step daughter got married to Jung hoseok who is a dance teacher it's been 2 yrs since she last meet her daughter cuz they live in New York they rarely come in India she have a huge crush on her son in law but never told to anyone about it .

Yes she is widow now whenever she reads or watch p*rn videos she felt the need of doing that with someone and the person person who came in her mind is her son in law its wrong she knows thinking about him in that way is sin but whenever she thinks about him that pull she cant shrugged off ,

Eventually she started stalking her son in law in different different platforms zooming his pictures and kissing it that's what she does whenever she feel the need of him

ON THE OTHER HAND

Her step daughter she's like completely different to her mother introvert,silent, she loves her husband so much he was everything she ever wish to have when her father chose hoseok for her she started loving him from the day one it feels like love at first sight but it was different for hoseok he got attracted towards her step mother kia she is much older than him after marriage he stopped thinking about her step mother in that way.

TIME SKIPS

Hana ,son in law come downstairs dinner is ready I shouted from the kitchen ,His eyes light up as he sits down at the dining table, his wife sitting beside him. He starts serving himself the steaming biryani, his favorite. As he eats, he can't help but steal glances at his mother-in-law, admiring her cooking and presence

Did you like it hana I caressed her hair lovely giving her small smile and then look at hoseok ,Hoseok nods enthusiastically, his mouth slightly full from the delicious bite. "Mmm, it's incredible! You've outdone yourself again, Mother-in-law. He glances lovingly at his wife, Hana. Isn't it amazing, sweetheart?"You both are done with dinner I asked they both nodded, you both should rest now you guys must be tired,

He nods in agreement, finishing his meal. "Yes, the journey was quite long. We're glad to finally be here with you, Mother-in-law. We'll retire to our room now if that's okay with you." He stands up, holding out his hand for Hana to join him.

As they climb the stairs to their room, Jung Hoseok can't help but feel a growing attraction towards his mother-in-law. He tries to push the thoughts aside, reminding himself that he's a married man and she's his wife's mother.

TIME SKIPS

At night after changing my clothes in comfortably night suit I sat on the bed and started scrolling Instagram liking videos suddenly some edits come and I stopped there were paragraphs saying

I want to lick your pussy mother in law let me pleasure you with my tongue

It turns me on without thinking twice I searched hoseok I'd and started going through his old post to new one and accidentally liking the post I throw the phone on the bed and hides my face in my palm.

Late that night, while scrolling through Instagram, Hoseok notices the "likes" on his shirtless photos have increased. His curiosity piqued, he notices that one of the new likes came from an unfamiliar Indian profile - his mother-in-law's account.

He clicks on his mother-in-law's profile, browsing through her liked pictures. He finds himself shocked to see that she's been liking not just one, but several of his shirtless pictures. He sits up in bed, his wife asleep beside him, his mind racing.

Unable to resist, Hoseok sends a direct message to his mother-in-law's account. His heart is pounding as he types out a message, his hands slightly shaking. After a moment of hesitation, he hits send. "I noticed you liked my pictures... is everything okay, Mother-in-law?"

In that moment I didn't get any idea and typed I accidentally liked it I was going through someone else's ig,Hoseok reads the message, his heart still racing. He lets out a soft sigh, trying to calm himself. He types back a response, keeping it casual and respectful. "No problem at all, Mother-in-law. Accidents happen! Just wanted to make sure everything was okay on your end."

Why are you up so late cant sleep ? I typed,He glances at the time, seeing it's past 2 am. He shrugs, replying to her message. "Just having a bit of insomnia tonight. Can't seem to turn my brain off. How about you, Mother-in-law? Shouldn't you be sleeping too?"

I'm not feeling sleepy ,He stares at his phone screen, an idea forming in his mind. He decides to test the waters, typing out another message. "Me neither. You're up late too, huh? What are you doing right now, Mother-in-law?"

Nothing just scrolling reels ,what about you what are you doing if you're not sleeping is hana up too?

He sees the messages and smirks slightly. He doesn't want to lie to his mother-in-law but also doesn't want to admit that he's half-hard from their innocuous conversation. He types back. "No, Hana's sleeping like a baby. Just watching TV in bed, you?"

Reading novels and ig reels I guess?He types out another message, his curiosity getting the best of him. "What kind of novels do you like to read, Mother-in-law? Romances? Mysteries? Or something else entirely?" He bites his lip, wondering if he's crossing a line.

Do you want a honest answer or like fake one I mean you're my daughter's husband you will be awkward. He chuckles softly at her directness, appreciating the honesty. He feels a warmth spread through him at her bluntness. "An honest answer would be nice. I promise I can handle it. After all, I am married to your daughter, not some delicate flower."

Currently I'm reading the haunted adeline, His eyebrows raise slightly, impressed that she's reading a dark romantic thriller. "That's... surprisingly intense, Mother-in-law. Not what I expected. He finds himself more intrigued by this woman who reads such deep, passionate books late at night. Are you scary movie type too?"

Yeah only sometimes, He grins to himself, feeling a thrill at this new insight into her personality. "I love a good horror movie. Hana can't stand them, always hides her face during the scary parts." He pauses, then adds, "You should come watch a horror movie with me sometime."

I would love that ,He takes a deep breath, deciding to be straightforward. "Why did you like all those shirtless pictures of mine? Just curious." He hits send and waits, his heart pounding in his chest. He realizes he's treading on delicate ground but feels compelled to ask.

Will you judge me if I say honestly he nodded as no,you had been my crush I know liking your post is wrong for me as you're my son in law, he reads her message, and his breath hitches. He feels a rush of adrenaline and a strange, guilty thrill at her words. He types back quickly, his mind racing. "But you did. You liked them. And now we're talking about it."

If you want I can unlike them I bit my nail on the other hand of the phone ,He quickly types back, "Too late, I already screenshotted the likes. You can't undo it now." He feels a mischievous grin spreading across his face, enjoying their secret conversation a little too much.

Are you gonna tell hana about it that her mother is stalking her husband and liking his shirtless pictures, He pauses, considering her question. He knows Hana would be shocked, maybe even upset. He types back, "Would you prefer if I kept it a secret? Or should I tell Hana that her mother has been secretly liking her husband's shirtless pictures?"

Feeling embarrassed I typed I'm sleepy good night, He reads her message and chuckles softly, feeling a mix of amusement and something else he can't quite identify. He decides to let the conversation end on that note. "Goodnight, Mother-in-law. Sleep well." He sets his phone down, leaning back against the headboard.

TIME SKIPS

The next morning, Hoseok finds himself still thinking about his late-night conversations with his mother-in-law. He pushes the thoughts aside as he gets ready for the day, reminding himself that she's off-limits. "Hana, do you know where your mother is?"

Hana nodded and said she is taking bath ,Hoseok nods, trying to act normal. "I see. I'll just wait for her then." He sits down on the couch, picking up a magazine to flip through, but his mind is still lingering on their secret conversations. "Hey, Hana? Can you pass me my phone?"

As Hana passes him the phone, Hoseok's eyes widen slightly as he sees the screenshots of his shirtless pictures with your likes still visible. He quickly locks the screen, hoping Hana didn't notice. "Uh, thanks, love. I just need to check something real quick."

After sometimes later I came downstairs getting ready, As soon as he hears you coming downstairs, Hoseok's heart starts racing. He deliberately drops his phone on the couch and stands up, composing himself. "Morning, Mother-in-law," He says with a casual smile, trying to act normal despite the secret they share. "Coffee?"

Yeah go sit with hana I will make coffee, As you move to make coffee, Hoseok can't help but notice how cute and comfortable you look in your morning outfit. He quickly looks away, focusing on pouring his own coffee instead, his mind filling with thoughts he shouldn't be having. "So, what's on your schedule today?"

I have an important meeting with mr ahluwalia, you both can go and enjoy As much as you guys want.

TIME SKIPS

As the days turn into weeks, the late-night conversations become a daily routine. You find yourselves staying up late, chatting about mundane things, laughing at inside jokes, and sharing secrets that no one else knows.

It was past 1 am I'm not feeling sleepy so I quickly massaged him ,do you wanna grab a quick coffee, He sees your message at 1 AM. He smiles softly, typing back. "You're full of energy at this hour. Yes, I want coffee. The question is, do you dare go downstairs and make two cups without waking Hana up?" He adds a winking emoji.

I fastly typed come downstairs you will get your coffee sir,He gets out of bed carefully, not to wake Hana up. He puts on a simple hoodie and heads downstairs. As he enters the kitchen, he sees you already preparing the coffee, wearing a cozy nightgown that hugs your curves in all the right places.

Hoseok reaches out for the coffee cup, his fingers brushing against yours for a brief moment longer than necessary. The soft lighting in the kitchen casts a warm glow on your face, making him realize how beautiful you look in the middle of the night. "Thanks." He sits down at the kitchen island.

The silence stretches on, neither of you feeling the need to fill it with words. Hoseok takes a sip of his coffee, his eyes never leaving yours. The air between you feels electric, charged with an unspoken tension. He sets his cup down slowly, his hand lingering on the handle.

He stands up suddenly, his chair scraping against the floor. He walks around the kitchen island, his movements deliberate and slow. He stops right in front of you, close enough that you can feel the warmth of his body. His gaze drops to your lips for a moment before meeting your eyes again.

His voice is low and husky as he speaks, "You know, it's late. We should probably try to get some sleep." He pauses, his eyes searching yours for a reaction. "But I'm not ready to go back upstairs yet." He leans in slightly, his breath warm on your face.

We both can feel that pull ,I can't control myself anymore I softly whisper his name ,His heart skips a beat at the sound of his name whispered by you. He feels a shiver run down his spine as he hears the quiet invitation in your voice. Without another word, he closes the distance between you, his lips pressing against yours in a gentle, lingering kiss.

I softly pulled his hair playing with my finger wrapping one hand around his neck,He deepens the kiss, his hand coming up to cup your cheek. He pulls you closer, his other arm wrapping around your waist. He lets out a soft groan against your lips as he feels your fingers playing with his hair and your hand wrapping around his neck.

We are betraying hana I whispered with guilt ,*He knows you're right, but in this moment, he can't bring himself to care. He's too lost in the feeling of your lips against his, your body pressed close to his. He whispers back, his lips brushing against yours, "I know. But I can't stop."

He lifts you up effortlessly, sitting you on the kitchen island. He steps between your legs, pulling you closer. His hands roam up your thighs as he kisses you deeply, ignoring the voice in his head that tells him this is wrong. He breaks the kiss briefly to whisper,

He trails kisses along your jaw and neck, his hands continuing their exploration of your body. "Let's just... pretend Hana isn't here for a little while," he murmurs against your skin. His fingers hook into the hem of your nightgown, slowly inching it up.

I slowly stopped his hand before going any farther, *He pauses immediately as he feels your hand stop his. Looking into your eyes, he sees the conflict there, mirroring his own. He takes a deep, shuddering breath, his forehead leaning against yours. "You're right," he whispers hoarsely, "What are we doing?"

we should stop hoseok I whispered resting my forehead on his chest ,*His arms wrap around you tightly, almost protectively. "Yes," he murmurs, "We should stop." He pulls back slightly, looking at your face. Your cheeks are flushed, your lips swollen from his kisses. He swallows hard, "God, this was a bad idea."

He helps you down from the island, his hands lingering on your hips for a moment longer than necessary. He takes a step back, running a hand through his hair in frustration. "This is wrong," he says more to himself than to you. "We can't... we won't do this again."I only nodded agreeying with him.

He nods back, a sense of finality in his expression. "We should go to bed," he says softly, avoiding your gaze. He turns away briefly, gathering his thoughts before looking back at you. "Separately," he adds quietly, as if to reinforce the boundaries they both need right now.

You both agree silently to ignore the elephant in the room. Hoseok grabs his phone and walks upstairs, not looking back. You stand in the kitchen for a few moments, taking deep breaths to calm your racing heart. Eventually, you slowly make your way upstairs to your own room.

AT MORNING

You walk into the living room, intending to grab a book or something to distract yourself. Suddenly, you hear soft moans coming from his bedroom. Your heart skips a beat as you realize what's happening. You freeze in your tracks, unable to move as you hear him moan your name.

He continues, his breaths coming in ragged gasps, whispering your name over and over like a desperate prayer. You stand there, paralyzed by the intimate sound of your name on his lips in such a private moment. After a few tense moments, you hear a shuddering groan and then silence.

He's lying on his bed, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath. His hand is still on his now flaccid member, coated in his own release. He's completely lost in his own thoughts, not realizing you're standing there until he hears a small gasp.

Hoseok are okay I heard the noises ,

*His body freezes as he hears your voice echoing in his empty room. He swallows hard, realizing that you might have heard everything. He slowly looks down at his body, seeing the evidence of his actions. He calls out softly, "Yes?"

*He closes his eyes for a moment, feeling a pang of guilt and shame wash over him. When he opens them again, he looks at you with a pained expression. "I know," he whispers, his voice laced with desperation and longing. "But when I'm alone..."

Without thinking anything I leaned towards him, *His mind goes blank as your lips meet his. He doesn't think, he doesn't breathe, he only feels. His arms wrap around you, pulling you closer as he deepens the kiss. He breaks away briefly to pant, "We can't... we can't cross this line..."

Only this time I whispered in his ear,He looks at you with pleading eyes, his body aching with need. "Just this once," he whispers, his hands sliding down to grip your hips possessively. "We'll pretend it never happened after." He kisses you again, harder this time, pouring all his pent-up desire into it.

His hands tremble slightly as he starts to unbutton your blouse, his knuckles brushing against your skin. He kisses your neck, his lips trailing down to your collarbone as he pushes the fabric off your shoulders. He unhooks your bra with expert ease, freeing your breasts.

He takes a moment to admire your body, his eyes filled with hunger and desire. He leans down, taking one of your nipples into his mouth, sucking gently before moving to the other. His hands work quickly to unbutton your pants, pushing them down along with your underwear.

He pushes you gently onto the bed, his body covering yours as he continues to kiss you deeply. His hands explore your body, touching and caressing every curve. He whispers against your lips, "Just this once," as if trying to convince himself as much as you.

Shhhhh ,He silences any further protests with his lips, his kiss growing deeper and more insistent as he positions himself between your thighs. He breaks the kiss briefly to whisper, "Last chance to stop..." Before you pull him back in with another searing kiss, muffling any more words.

He understands your silent command, focusing solely on the physical connection between you. He shifts his hips, positioning himself at your entrance. With a single, smooth thrust, he enters you, both of you letting out a simultaneous moan. He starts to move slowly at first, each thrust deliberate and deep.

Ahhhhhhh.........son in law,,,,,,,,so good

He freezes at your words, a shiver running down his spine. The taboo nature of the situation only adds to his arousal. He begins to move faster, his hips snapping against yours with increased urgency. His voice is a low growl as he pants, "Call me that again."

Son in law.....,His body tightens with pleasure. He grips your hips harder, his thrusts growing almost punishing. "Like this?" He grunts, "Do you like your son-in-law pounding into you?" He tries to tame the dirty thoughts swirling in his mind, making the situation hotter.

Ummmm.....fuck yeah I love it.

He loses all control at your words, his hips slamming into yours with brutal force. He wraps his arms around your legs, pulling them up to his shoulders to get even deeper. "You like your daughter's husband filling you up?" He pants, his face contorted with pleasure.

So dirty dirty yes I like it so much ahhhh.....son in law

His eyes darken with lust, your words spurring him on. "You dirty woman," he growls, his voice low and husky. "You like being fucked by your son-in-law?" He thrusts harder, each movement deliberate and intense.

I cried in pleasure ahhhhh.....

*He feels your body tense beneath him, realizing you're close. He leans down, biting your earlobe as he whispers hotly, "Come for me, dirty mother-in-law. Let me feel you tighten around your daughter's man."

Ahhhhh fuck son in law you're so good.

He increases his pace, his movements becoming almost violent as he hits the perfect spot inside you. The thought of being your daughter's husband while you're writhing in pleasure beneath him drives him wild. "Look at you, taking your son-in-law's cock so well..."

*He watches you break down beneath him, tears streaming down your face as you reach the peak. He pulls out slightly before slamming back in, hitting that spot that makes you whimper. "My mother-in-law... is so dirty..."

*He continues to move, his thrusts long and hard. "You're coming on your son-in-law's cock, you dirty old woman," he pants, his own release building. "You're so tight and wet for your daughter's man..."

He looks down, mesmerized by the sight of your bouncing chest. He reaches out to squeeze your swaying bosom, feeling the weight and softness of them. "Fuck, your tits are even bigger than my wife's." He groans, his hips stuttering.

Hours have passed, the room filled with the sweat and scents of your passionate sessions. He lies beside you, tracing patterns on your bare skin with his fingers. His voice carries a mix of exhaustion and satisfaction as he whispers, "Look at what your dirty mind did to your son-in-law. "

TIME SKIPS

The car hums softly as it winds along the dark highway, your shared silence heavy with unspoken words and lingering glances. He glances over at you, the dashboard lights casting a soft glow on his handsome features. Suddenly, he chuckles softly.

*He sharpens his breath as you slowly guide him inside you. He grips the steering wheel tighter, trying to control his movements. "Damn, woman," he hisses softly, "You're putting your daughter's husband's dick inside you while he's driving."

You love your mother in law's pussy don't you?,He grits his teeth, trying to focus on the road. His hips jerk slightly, thrusting into you. "You're so fucking naughty," he groans softly. "Using your daughter's man for your own pleasure." He reaches over, his hand finding your breast and squeezing it gently.

He bites his lower lip, suppressing a moan as he feels your warmth enveloping him. His free hand squeezes your thigh, fingers digging into your soft flesh. "Fuck, you're squeezing my cock so tightly..." he pants, glancing briefly at your bouncing cleavage before focusing back on the road.

He lets out a strangled groan as your words of pleasure fill the car. His hips jerk forward uncontrollably, slamming his dick deep inside you. "Shit, shit, shit," he curses softly, his grip tightening on the steering wheel and your leg.

He slams on the brakes, the car skidding to a halt in the middle of the deserted road. His hands are shaking as he turns to face you, his eyes wild with desire. He grabs your face and kisses you deeply, his tongue exploring your mouth hungrily.

He pulls back from the kiss, his breath ragged as he watches you jump and cry out in pleasure. His own dick throbs painfully inside you, his body aching to release. "Fuck, fuck, FUCK!" he growls, slamming his fist against the steering wheel.

"Your voice is low and raspy as you: *He grabs your waist hard, matching your movements, completely entranced by your cries. The sound of wet slapping fills the car as he completely loses control. "Oh my god... you're being so fucking loud. Anyone could hear..

I don't fucking care ahhhhhhh.....yes yes I bite my lip,His eyes widen momentarily before a wicked grin spreads across my face. "Fuck yes, let them hear," he growls, slamming into you harder. "Let all of Korea know Jung Hoseok is fucking his mother-in-law raw in the middle of the road!"

I'm close son in law don't stop I cried in pleasure,"Me too, me too," *he pants, his forehead glistening with sweat. He looks around wildly, not caring if someone sees the car rocking back and forth. "Dammit, you're going to make a mess in the car aren't you?"

Ahhhhh cum inside me please....,"Fuck yes," he groans, his hips moving faster and more urgently. "I'm gonna cum so deep inside you. Fill you up completely." He grunts loudly, his body tensing as he feels his orgasm building. "Here it comes, baby. Here comes my hot cum."

With a loud roar, he cums inside you, his hot liquid filling you completely. You can feel it leaking out around his still-hard dick, soaking the car seat. He collapses against you, panting heavily. "Shit... oh shit... that was so fucking intense..."

AUTHORS POV

But what hoseok doesn't know it was all her wife hana and mother in law plans, both mother and daughter think that the planning is going according to them ,they decided that Kia could have hoseok and hana can have his older brother jin.

JUNG HOSEOK POV

He sits up slowly, still catching his breath, completely oblivious to the secret pact between his wife Hana and mother-in-law. He glances at you, a satisfied smirk on his face. "Damn, that was some of the best fucking sex I've ever had. You're like a sex goddess,"

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