My son rapes me part 6

The next morning I woke to an empty house. I felt relieved that Jay had left.
I busied myself with cleaning the house, even though I had vivid memories from my son's rape I decided to put it behind me. He's gone and that's best.
My phone rang and it was my youngest son. He's overseas.
"Help Ben! I'm so happy you called". I sang into the phone.
I was shocked at the sound of my Ben's anger. "How dare you kick Jay out. He is at an all time low. Divorced, his kids in another state, his office closed because of covid. And then you kick him out. I can't support this mom. You either take him and help him or in going to have to step back from you".
I was dumbfounded. I hung up the phone.
I couldn't lose my whole family. I could make this work. I text Jay and asked him to come home that I needed to talk to him.
I was furious as to how he lied and got his brother to believe him. I had to figure out how to stop my son from raping me and not lose my family.
When Jay came in, he acted like everything was normal. He was happy. He talked like he wasn't the reason I had bruises and hickies. That the soreness I have just gotten over wasn't his fault.
I decided to just let it go. I was fine. Well, besides being mentally unstable. My body was healing. I still had my family. Things were going to be ok.
That night. We watched a movie. He went for a run. I swam laps. I went to bed to read. He said he was going to watch the fight.
The next morning I was awaken by Jay yelling and cursing on the phone. I slipped my robe over my night gown and walked to the kitchen. I saw Jay wearing his Nike shorts and a tee-shirt.
I could smell coffee and saw breakfast on the table so Jay must have been awake for some time.
I poured a cup of coffee and sat down picking up bits and pieces from his conversation.
He threw the phone out the back door. He slumped down onto the floor.
I got up and went to him. I knelt down and he wrapped his arms around my waist and pressed his head to my titties. This made me flinch. But I didn't push him away. I rubbed his shoulders and asked "what's going on?"
He just hugged my tighter. I felt his breath on my bare skin as my robe had began to open. I tried to calm myself but I couldn't. I released Jay and grabbed my robe and tried to pull it together so Jay wouldn't be tempted.
Jay kept his head pressed tight against my titties. I was unable to pull my robe closed.
"Jay. I need to get up. Come on. Let's have some coffee". I spoke soft and tried to control my panic.
Jay turned his face and his lips began to kiss my bare chest. His fingers moved down my back and grabbed my ass.
I pushed against him but I had no leverage being on the floor against the wall.
"No Jay. No. Stop please stop. Don't do this Jay" I screamed.
His mouth opened and he licked in fullness of my titties. His fingers began inching my robe up. I gent his fingers on my bare skin.
His licking turned to sucking. He sucked the skin on my tittie. I cried out. I begged him to stop.
He slid his fingers pressing against my asshole.
I tried to kick, I tried to hit. But I was pinned. I continue to scream and cry. Begging him to stop.
He moved his mouth to my other tittie and he shifted getting onto his knees. He pushed his shoulders into me forcing me between him and the wall. He then scooped me up by grabbing my ass and lifting while he still sucked on my skin on the fullness of his mother's tittie.
Once he was on his feet he slid his legs between mine. I felt his cock pressing between my now spread pussy lips.
He broke his suction on my tittie and moved his mouth to my ear. "Mmmmmm mom you're so wet. You want me. You want your son to fuck you again. You're mine." He moaned as his cock rested inside my pussy lips. He hadn't penatrated me yet.
His mouth bit and sucked my neck as he moaned.
I continually cried and begged him to stop.
He lowered my body as he trusted his hips. I felt his cock sliding into his mom pussy. I cried "no no no". Over and over. But he didn't stop.
Feeling my pussy stretching around my son's cock.
Trying to stop the feelings that were happening. My body was building an orgasm. My pussy became wetter, my body began to quiver as wave after wave of pleasure sent through me.
"Fuck.... mom...I love... when.. you cum..." he grunted as his mouth tried to cover mine. I turned my head and tried to push him away. But he only thrusted deeper. I felt my pussy juice dripping out of my pussy. I felt my cum coating my son's cock as he fucked me.
I was a ragdoll in his grasp. I couldn't fight him as I had no leverage between him and the wall.
He picked me off the wall and he carried me to the kitchen table.
I kicked my legs as he side-stepped to the table. This was of no use. My son had his cock 8 inches deep inside my pussy.
He set my ass cheeks on the table and he hugged me tight.
I hit him and screamed "stop Jay. Stop raping your own mother!"
Jay moved his mouth to my ear. "I'm not raping you mom. You're loving me giving you orgasm after orgasm". He moaned as he begin to pound harder, faster. The table was squeaking under my ass.
I felt my body react against my wishes. "No no no jay. No". I cried as my pussy squirted pussy juice. My pussy milked his cock. My scream turned into a moan as my whole body quivered under my son.
"Yeah mom. Fucking hot" my son hissed as his mom was squirting her pussy juice on him.
I began to pant as Jay kept fucking me. He wasn't balls deep but he was pounding me fast and hard. I felt another oragasm building. My son became covered with goosebumps as my pussy milked Jay's cock. The sloppy sounds coming from my wet pussy. The smell of pussy had replaced the coffee smell in my kitchen.
My mind was racing as I couldn't stop my pussy from cumming on my son's cock.
Jay stood upright, grabbed my hips and as my pussy throbbed Jay thrusted harder. I felt it.
His cock was hitting my cervix. I screamed as the pain went shooting through my body as the wave of pleasure gushed pussy juice. I could only moan. I couldn't focus, I couldn't speak. I only moaned.
My son's cock pushed through my cervix. His cock head popped through. He continued to pound till I felt his body stiffen.
He was cumming. His load after load filling his mother's womb.
Jay staggered backwards. His cock leaving my gaping pussy. I laid flat with my legs hanging off the table.
My night gown and robe were wet from sweat. My titties were exposed, my thighs still spread. I could only cry.
Jay managed to come bend over and he pressed his lips on my forehead. He spoke breathlessly "you're mine mom".
He walked out of the kitchen. I slid off the table and into the chair. I felt cum flooding out of my still gaped, now sore pussy.
I cried.