My Sweet Son Forced Me

I’m terrified at what my sweet boy has become. He used to be so well-behaved, respectful…a good boy, I promise you. Maybe it’s his age, maybe the other boys are like him. He’s so hard to control now, and it’s just me. His father has been gone for a while now, so maybe he needs someone to tell him it’s wrong. Maybe he needs more guidance than I can provide.He treats me like an object. This has been going on for a while now, and there’s not much I can do. I’m tiny compared to him, and I can barely get away from his hold. Even when I try to do the most simplistic of things, like tell him I am going to work, he comes out of his room, and pins me against the wall. This particular time, he forced his lips against mine, and groped my chest. He raised my dress, and felt my ass…I begged for him to stop. When he didn’t listen, I shoved him as hard as I could, and quickly closed his bedroom door. I don’t know what he’s capable of, and if I don’t control this situation soon, I’m afraid something may get worse. It’s hard being a single mom. I come home after a long day, unsure of what my son has been up to. He does so well in school, and I’m so proud of him. I assure you he’s a perfect raise. I try to ignore his aggressive “advances.” I really hate to call them advances…I’m sure he’s just going through some phase. Today, I greeted him after work, as I am always happy to see my boy. I love spending time with him. He smiled, and tugged on my dress, but I ignored it, and sat beside him. He made sure that I sat right beside him, and I feel awful for saying this, but I crossed my legs to make sure nothing would happen. At first, he was playful about his advances, touching my leg for a second, and then wrapping his arm around me. I told him I just wanted to relax, and then had to be more direct. I told him to stop.
Then he started getting, oh no, how do I put this…he got weirder. He played with my hair, groped my chest, and soon I was fighting against him. I was nervous. I felt like I had butterflies in my stomach. He was so much stronger than me, and the more I resisted, the more he got turned on. He pried my thighs open with his hand, moved my panties to the side, and rubbed my clit. I begged, and tried to tell him it was wrong, but he wouldn’t stop. He penetrated his finger inside of my pussy, and it was too much for me. It felt good, but I knew I had to fight him. As he attempted to undress, I hurriedly moved him aside, and told him I was going to make some dinner. I needed him to realize that I couldn’t do those things. I tried to calm myself, my heart was pounding, so I opened up the fridge. I was so frantic that I felt like I wasn’t even really looking for anything. A few seconds later, he came up behind me, and although I offered to make him something to eat, he said he wanted me instead. He was out of control now. He clearly knew I was trying to fight back, and he didn’t care. I told him to sit down, but he was barely able to contain himself. I tried to keep myself at ease, prepping to make sandwiches, but he kept messing with me. He bent me over the counter, and I had to yell at him. I don’t know what’s gotten into him. He started picking up the plates, then forcing my clothes off, and all I could say was, “Sweetheart, please…” I struggled for what seemed like forever, and finally freed myself. My mind was racing, and I knew I had to get out of the kitchen. I was worried now, and told him I was going to go to bed. He picked me up, and forced me onto the kitchen counter.
He covered my mouth with his hand, and rubbed my clit with his finger, pulling my panties to the side, so he could finger me. I muffled through his hand, begging him to stop. Before I knew it, he was unbuttoning his pants, and then sliding his hard cock inside of me. I cried to myself, but couldn’t help moaning. He ignored my pleads, thrusting harder inside of me, and I laid there, helpless. Once he was satisfied, he stopped, and as I panted for air, he jerked his cum all over my face. I was so humiliated, and even more ashamed that I got off. Please don’t judge me for any of this. I have a good boy, I swear…

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