Kate looked at her husband with irritated disgust. He was shovelling his breakfast into his face, his eyes glued to his phone as he read the morning's headlines. He'd given her a peck on a cheek and barely glanced at her.
If he'd taken a better look he would have definitely have taken a second one.
Her full, voluptuous body was barely covered by the short, thin nightdress and with the silk robe open to her waist it was clear that her large, full breasts were aching to escape. Kate was plump, but she carried herself with confidence and was proud of her curves. She knew men from work and the gym who would be staring at her, knew that the sight of her body like this would get their cocks stiffening, but not her husband. He didn't even notice.
She seethed and looked at the clock. She'd made the effort for him on this special day, but now she was annoyed and she had other things planned. 7:55AM.
"Steve, sweetheart, keep an eye on the time!"
He glanced up at the clock, swore softly and leapt to his feet. Pocketing his phone with one hand while the other picked up his mug and drained his coffee. He grabbed his case and gave her another absent minded kiss on the cheek and left. Kate glared after him and heard the front door close.
With a sigh she walked to the window and watched as he drove off the drive and off to work. What the hell was going on? Steve had blanked her and on today of all days. Not that she minded, as the sex that would have followed would have been brief and unsatisfying. No. She could do better.
A smile spread across her lips and hurriedly she darted from the kitchen and up the stairs. She checked herself in the hallway mirror and adjusted herself to maximise cleavage. He'll love it she thought with a smile and pushed open the door.
In the bed the muscular young man rolled over and catching sight of her raised an eyebrow. His eyes swept over her body, and the smile that formed on his face made it evident he enjoyed the view.
"Happy Valentine's Day, Ben." She said, opening the robe and letting it fall to the floor. Ben sat up, his muscular torso filling her with excitement.
"Damn. Give us a twirl then."
Kate giggled and spun slowly, leaning forward slightly as she did so to give him a better view down her top and then at her large, full arse.
"Well, haven't you got me anything?" She said after completing her spin.
Ben pulled back the covers to reveal his long, hard cock standing fully erect.
"Happy Valentine's Day, mum."
No more words were exchanged as Kate rushed to the bed and greedily wrapped her lips around the tip of the gorgeous cock. She'd had a few men in her time, but her son easily outshone them all. Especially his father.
Ever since he had first tricked her into sex, Kate and Ben had been regularly fucking and every time it satisfied her and left her spent, sore and glowing with pleasure. The ecstasy of their love making was so intense that any concerns about it being wrong had evaporated.
Ben let out a soft moan and placed a strong, firm hand on the back of her head. His strength was obvious, and he was clearly in charge but there was something gentle about the way he slowly eased her mouth down onto his shaft.
Kate, for her part gratefully took more between her lips, sucking with almost manic intensity, delighting in the taste as she began to slide her mouth back and forth up the long, throbbing shaft. It only lasted a few moments as soon Ben was pulling her head away.
"Get on all fours." He said breathlessly.
Kate complied and assumed the position she had been commanded to, and let out a small yelp of surprise as her son landed a playful slap on her large, round buttocks. Her giggle was cut off by a soft moan as she felt the tip of his cock slide between her tight, wet lips.
Ben loved how wet and tight she was. Everytime she fucked her cunt clung snugly around his shaft and her juices almost dribbled down her thighs. Despite his power and the massive length of his aching cock, Ben was gentle, slowly easing his cock inside his mother and enjoying her moans of pleasure. Finally he was up to his balls in her and began fucking her with long, hard thrusts.
Kate's head slumped forward, her moans and squeals of delight muffled slightly as he began to speed up and strengthen his strokes. He began pounding his monstrous member back and forth and within minutes could feel the soft wet cunt tighten around him. His mother let out a loud, shuddering moan and her whole body seemed to shake and then she slumped slightly, quivering.
But he wasn't finished and sped up, thrusting deep within her and gripping her wide hips for balance. He could hear her wetness as his full, heavy balls slapped against her soaking cunt and felt her juices coating him.
"Fuck yes!" He grunted, now jackhammering away at her, his own orgasm building. He felt her cunt tighten and his mother let out another high, shaky moan of utter pleasure and that was too much. Grabbing a firmer hold he thrust once more and felt pleasure erupt throughout his body as his cock filled the inside of his mother's tight, wet pussy. He stayed still, his cock twitching within as he pumped out the last of his thick, hot cum. Then he withdrew and admired the view, his thick juices slowly oozing from the dripping wet cunt.
Kate rolled over and opened her arms, and Ben entered her embrace, kissing her deeply on the lips.
* * * * *
Becca tried not to let her frustration show as she cleared the dishes away. Morgan had forgotten Valentine's Day, the utter wanker. In fact he'd come in after work and complained that food wasn't ready. He hadn't even noticed that she'd dressed up, anticipating a meal out at the very least. Now he was dozing on the sofa in front of the TV and she turned on the dishwasher.
"Screw it. I'm going for a shower."
As the hot water cascaded over her she remembered a shower several months ago, which had been interrupted by two muscular, masked men who had used her body as their plaything. That the men turned out to be her son, Lee and his best friend, had been a shock but had opened a new world of pleasure and she had fucked Lee several times over the following months. And had even entertained Ben again once or twice.
Standing in the shower she reached down, running a hand through her dense bush, which Lee loved, and lower.
"Naughty girl, Mrs Gregory." Came a low voice behind her, making her jump.
Becca turned and giggled, it was only Lee, home from rugby practise and looking muddy, rugged and irresistible.
"Thought you'd be out for Valentine's?" Her son asked.
"Your dad forgot."
"That fucking dickhead. If you were my girl, I'd take you out and treat you."
