Bedtime

I guess it all started when my husband left Jake and I, he just up and left late one night after he and I had been arguing again....Jake was only 7 at the time and it had frightened him. He was always afraid that I would walk out on him just like his dad did that night, so after that night he would always come to my bed and check I was still there and climb in my bed, and everytime i sent him to his own bed he would cry until I took him in again.
Eventually I just let him sleep with me, he became more settled, sleeping with me his mother.
As the years went by I did try to move him out into his own bed but I could see that fear reappear in his eyes and by the time he was 14 he wasn't for leaving my bed...and that's when I noticed things. As always he would cuddle up behind me, only now I could feel him getting a hard on, cute I thought and I would gently shift away from him and went back to sleep. He would get up in the morning and rush to the bathroom to hide his morning woody, which made me giggle at times.
By the time he was 18 he was a full grown man, but still I guess out of habit now, rather than fear, he would just get undressed and get in what was now " our bed". I to would slip on my nightie a climb into bed without any thoughts to the unnatural event, that is until one night.
I was in bed and Jake had cuddled up behind me as always, I had just drifted of to sleep when I was awaked by his hand on my thigh, I didn't think much of it, until his hand slowly and gently worked it's way under my nightie and upwards to my waist.
I was still pretending to be asleep as I waited to see what was going to happen, I could feel flutters in my tummy, my heart beat racing and I was struggling to control my breathing, I bit down on my knuckles, hoping this might hide my nerves, his hand then so warm so gentle then continued it journey finding my breasts, my nipples hard like bullets....oh my God what was happening I thought....why was I allowing my son my body....how could I let him explore my body like this?...my mind was racing in a thousand directions, and yet none of them told me to stop him....I lay there letting his hand touch my skin, caressing my tit's, my nipples aching for his fingers to tweak them as he did, I could my body weaking, letting him explore my body, "thats it, hes just curious" i thought in my head, telling myself its okay, its naturalfor a young man to be curious......his hand then moved away from my breasts finding my private parts, exploring my pussy with his fingers, playing with my lips....playing with my wetness....I needed to scream, my heart pounding so hard, I thought he might hear it....I bit harder on my knuckle, I dared not move from fear he might think I was awake, or was it from fear he might stop....my mind still racing, telling me this is crazy, this now needs to stop, but my body froze at the thought he might stop, allowing me a reason to let him continue
His finger eased into my pussy, slowly, uncertain at first,searching for a response from body...I dared not move for fear he might stop....his finger pushed deeper slowly the pulled back and in again, my wetness now leaking from my pussy trickling down into the cracked of my bum cheeks...I wiggled a little as it tickled. His finger...where had it gone.... he had withdrawn and eased away from me...I guess he thought I was now awake...
I lay there thinking about what had just happened, how I had just allowed this to happen and as I was climbing down from my state of arousal, his hand reappeared, this time stronger, more demanding of me...he pulled firmly at my nightie exposing my bum to him...my heart racing so hard it caught my breath, I couldn't breathe nor speak, I wanted ask Jake "what are you doing" ....Jake pulled me backwards against his now hard and very erect cock....I was panicking, fear struck deep in my stomach....he reached and guided his cock towards entrance and with a stronge thrust he had entered my body....I moaned out loudly, laying on my side,my son wrapped one arm over my waist the other pulled my hair forcing my head backward, catching glimpses of my sons face, as pounded my pussy....his thrusts deep and hard.
Jake rolled me face down and mounted me from behind, his cock so hard I could feel the veins on his shaft causing me cum over and over, I did not care anymore I allowed him to take my body, to use me for his pleasure, I wanted to be used, the fact he was my son only added to my deprived mind set at that moment...his thrust hard and deep as if to pound me into the bed, each thrust pushing the air from my lungs, causing me to feel faint, and as he wrapped his strong hands around my throat i briefly passed out when i had come around he had not noticed, that he had fucked his mother, to the point she had passed out...is onslaught was relentless, beads of sweat falling from his forehead onto my back, I to sweating like a whole, his hand pushing my head down breathing was difficult, but I didn't care, it had been years since I had felt a cock, and didn't care this cock belonged to my son....I was his now, and I was more than happy to take and do whatever he wanted.... finally he raised himself up and thrusting hard then pushing deeper in my pussy, he held my head down into the bed breathing now impossible...as I felt his sperm spraying inside in body, is seed exploring my fertile body....he pulled out his cock, make a wet popping sound, I lay there almost naked, his seed in my body, and his sperm also leaking from my gaping pussy, not able to move, bedsheets wet from sweat and sex, the air smelled of what I can only imagine how a hookers bedroom smells...I had allowed this to happen and I did not wish for it to end