My son took me

This did happen. It is real and I am not sure how I should be feeling about it. My name is Shantel. I am well built 36 years old, 5'2" tall, and 105 pounds with 34b breasts. I have a 18-year-old son, Leroy . He is 5'9" and has girls chasing him day and night when he's not playing sports, or video games. Over the past few weeks I've been experiencing difficulty sleeping due to my husband switching to working nights, then sleeping most of the day. My family doctor prescribed some sleeping pills to help get me through until I was sleeping better. Leroy was supportive and even brought me my pill just before I went to bed. When I awoke the next morning two things became apparent, I was fully rested and my nipples and pussy were very sore. While showering I noticed my nipples felt as if they had been sucked all night. Even when Leroy was a baby my breasts never got much larger. My dark brown nipples however grew to almost 1 1/2" in length. They never completely returned to their pre- nursing days. It also felt like my clitoris had been abused. It was sore and very sensitive. I got dressed and went to work, completely forgetting about my body's aches and pains.

Over the course of the next 5 nights, I began to feel that I wasn't sleeping alone. My nipples, clitoris and pussy constantly felt like they were being used. I suspected what was going on, but refused to believe it. I had to find out what really was going on, but knew I couldn't come right out and ask him if he fucked me. On Friday night I decided to perform a little experiment. When Leroy gave me my pill I palmed it and pretended to swallow it, but didn't. About an hour later I heard my bedroom door open very quietly. Playing like I was asleep, I tried to control my breathing. Suddenly my eyes was covered and my arms and legs were pinned and tied in a spread-eagle manner. I started to struggle and was about to scream when a gag was put in my mouth. I began panicking and must have passed out. When I awoke I still had some form of gag in my mouth and my eyes were still covered with some form of blindfold on. Slowly my nightgown was pushed up, exposing my pussy and breasts. I felt a mouth begin suckling on my left nipple, then my right. He was sucking as hard as possible and my nipple grew longer and harder. As much as I was revolted, and continued thrashing about, my pussy grew hotter and wetter by the second. Then I felt him between my legs. Again I began thrashing about but it was to no avail. My legs were spread, my exposed pussy was leaking cum and a hard prick was rubbing up against my clitoris and then entering me. Try as I might to resist entry, my body continued to betray me. My pussy willingly accepted this very long and thick invader, until I thought it would tear me apart. It only stopped when he hit my cervix. Never have I felt so full in my life. My husband of 20 years and Leroy's father only has a 6 inch dick and didn't possess the tools to produce the sensations I was now experiencing. As he began withdrawing and thrusting into my pussy, my clit was rubbing against this rock hard shaft. My thrashings of resistance were quickly becoming thrashings of ecstasy. I was screaming into my gag as orgasmic spasms wracked my body. This abuse seemed to go on forever. I lost count of my orgasms. They seemed to run together for God only knows how long. My pussy and clit were screaming to both stop and continue. At some point I passed out. When I regained consciousness the sun was shining in the window and it was 9:30 AM, Saturday morning. The blindfold had been removed but I was still tied and gagged. Leroy was sitting on my bed watching me come awake. My son smiled and said he knew I was awake last night. He enjoyed it so much more knowing I was also enjoying what he was doing to me. Thinking about the previous night, again I could feel my nipples, cunt and clit betraying me. I was hot and ready for a fucking again. I never realized it until he said it, but in spite of me being forced and it was incest, I really did enjoy it. As he lay between my legs and began sucking my clit the juices literally flowed from me. For the next three days he fucked me every night. I soon began realizing that when he wasn't in my bed at night, I felt empty and alone. I could almost sense my submissiveness towards him beginning.

I felt a sense of dread. Not from being screwed by my son, but from him stopping and never being fucked by his magnificent cock again. Now I never wear panties, my cunt (he won't let me call it my pussy) is well taken care of. I'm continually wracked with lust and some guilt. I know it's wrong but it's also so right. I'm able to sleep without drugs because my son is the excellent lover I need. I need him to continue loving me, but I also want him to stop. Will I survive if he stops?

By Anonymous

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