My son rapes me part 4

I cried myself to sleep after my son raped my ass. When I woke up he was gone. I checked the cameras and his truck was gone.
I managed to shower and thought a good swim would help my soreness and will be a great stress relief.

I donned my bikini and put my hair in a bun. I caught a glimpse of my exposed body as I walked in front of my mirror.
I had hickies and bruises on my chest and titties. My ass was sore and I was mentally fucked.
As I began to swim I tried to justify my son's actions. "Why would he rape his own mother?" I thought over and over in my head.
It must be an effect of all the steroids he's been shooting lately. Added to the stress of a divorce.
"That's it. I'll just talk to him and we can figure it out" I thought.
I began to float in the water. Eyes closed, arms stretched out, show deep breathing. Feeling the sun ease all my stress away.
I heard my son's truck pull up. A few minutes later I heard a 'cat call' whistle. I ignored it. I felt eyes on me and opened them to see my son standing on the edge of the pool.
I smiled and swam over to the edge and greeted my son.
"Hey son. We need to talk if you have the time:. I said.
"Ummmm sure. Give me a few and I'll join you in the pool. " he said and it sounded innocent.
I returned to floating while I waited.
I heard loud Rock music coming through the patio speakers.
Then I heard a splash and felt the waves from my son diving in the pool.
I inhaled deeply and forced a smile as I swam to my son who had draped his upper body in a float and his legs floated free in the deep water. I joined him on the opposite side of the same float.
"Son we need to talk". I spoke softly and as confidently as I could.
"Sure what's up mom?" He spoke flatly.
"Son tell me what's going on with you. The things that have happened over the last few days isn't normal. I'm wanting to help you but I need to know why. " I realized that it could have come off sarcasticly or even as patronizing.
Jay smiled and shook his head side to side. "Nothing is going on mom. I don't know what you're talking about." He spoke confidently.
"He doesn't know what I'm talking about. What? He has raped three times in the last week. What do you mean you don't know what I'm taking about" I screamed in my head.
"Son you have done things lately that have hurt me, degraded me, you disrespected me, you used me for your own pleasure". I hissed at him.
His face scrunched up and he shrugged his shoulders "nope. Not me. I don't know what you're taking about mom. How have I hurt you?" He patronized me.
I was becoming furious. I could feel my face flushed, my breathing was short and shallow, my ears were burning.
"Jay what the hell. You have raped me three times. Once with a witness in the back of the Uber! You ass fucked me, your own mother. What is wrong with you?" I yelled at him.
He smirked. "No mom. I don't know what you're talking about..... but on another note Faith (my ex-daughter-inlaw) has a new man now. So there's that. I'm hungry, you?"
My son was not even acknowledging what I was saying. He is in a completely different conversation.
I threw my hands in the air. I turned and started to swim away.
I felt his hands on my waist within seconds. He pulled me under the water.
I turned and kicked him and pushed myself back to the surface. I gasped for air and started to swim again.
The loud music was deafening, my lungs burned from being pulled under and kicking my son.
I felt his hands grab my leg. I spun and kicked him again but it didn't phase him. He pulled me to him. I slapped his face once I got close enough.
He smiled. My heart was racing, I was scared.
He wrapped his arm around my waist and he pulled me to the deeper water.
Once he was in the 6 feet of water where he could stand being 6 foot 6 inches tall. He turned me so my back was against his chest. It was this time that I realized he was naked. I didn't see him dive in so I didn't know or I wouldn't have engaged him in any type of conversation.
He held his arm around my waist and his other hand reached around me and pulled my bathing suit top off.
My titties bounced in the waves but one was soon captured by my son's large hand. His fingers pawed at my nipple. He squeezed my tittie then his fingers pulled and twisted my nipples.
His mouth was kissing and licking my bare shoulder and neck.
"Jay stop. This can't happen again. Please baby stop. " I begged as I hit his forearm with my fists.
I heard him moan "accept it mom, you're mine now"
I could feel his cock pressed against my ass.
His fingers continued to pull and twist my nipples as his mouth sucked my skin, marking me.
My body reacted to his touch. This only encouraged him as he moaned louder and sucked harder.
He moved his arm that was holding my waist. I sank in the water. This allowed me to break from his hold.
I pushed off the floor of the pool. He grabbed my legs again and pulled me into his arms.
He squeezed me hard. The air was forced from my lungs. His free hand slid down and snatched my bathing suit bottoms. This wedged the fabric between my pussy lips.
He pulled them again hard enough to rip the fabric. This rubbed hard across my clit. It was pain and pleasure. My mind was racing with fear, arousal, confusion.
He spun me around and pushed me again the pool wall. He moved his hand from my torn bathing suit and grabbed my throat.
He squeezed my throat and kicked my legs apart. He bent down and thrusted his cock between my spread pussy lips.
The feeling of my son's cock stretching my pussy. Every inch of my pussy was stretched around my son's massive cock.
The pain, the pressure, the pleasure as he began to thrust in and out while holding my throat.
When he released my throat. I cried out, gasped for air and realized my body was cumming.
I felt my pussy throb and milk my son's cock. I focused on the heat that my pussy was experiencing.
My son's hands were on my waist pulling me back as he thrusted deeper.
I began to cry and beg "Jay no no no Jay no no no no please stop Jay"
"I can't mom. You're mine..... You feel so good.... I can't stop" he hissed with each thrust.
I braced against the concrete pool wall as his thrusts were becoming harder. Causing my titties to jiggle and rub against the wall.
My pussy began to milk his cock again as another orgasm shook my body.
I moaned "aaaaahhhhhhhh" as the ripples soared through my body as I came again on my son's cock.
My son moved his hands from my waist up to my shoulders. He pulled my shoulders hard as he thrusted up.
I felt the pain as it burned throughout my body.
My son's cock was pushing against my cervix. He was bottoming out in his mom's pussy.
The pain, the burning, the fear was released as I screamed.
He pushed his cock up and he pulled his mother's body down. The head of his cock pushed through my cervix.
My son grunted as he ground against his mother and emptied his balls deep into his mother's womb.
"Fuck.... yeah... take that.... You're mine mom.... fuck yeah" he grunted as he shot his cum into his mother's womb again.
I cried out with pain, fear, pressure, pleasure while my pussy milked my son's cock.
Once he shot his load he pulled his cock out causing the cool pool water to flood my now gaped pussy.
This sudden feeling caused my body to react. I bent over the pool wall and moaned as my body quivered as I came again.
Once that wave of pleasure was taken over my reality of I was just raped again by my own son.
I was panting trying to focus and not drown as my legs were weak.
I felt my son's hands on my waist as he pulled me into his arms.
This time he was gentle, he "shhhhhd" me as he walked to the shallow water and set me on the steps in the pool.
He then walked past me, grabbed a towel and walked in the house. Leaving me naked, sobbing, bruised and confused.