Author 's greenback : This is the final police matron story. This is Cindy 's third narrative in the series. She 's a charwoman ineffectual to orgasm. You do n't have to study her 1st two tarradiddle - where she tries women, then Joseph Black men - but this one is her final endeavor to cum. As with the other incest stories in this series, this one is crimson. There aren't any explosion or gunfire like the others, but this babe of brutality gets quite physical.



-1-

Ronnie sat alone in his flat, naked, pumping his big black cock. He wasn't horny, he was angry. persuasion of the infinite white women he and his pal have had coursed through his mind. In the past year or so, thing changed. The amount of women throwing themselves at him decreased ; these women seemed to prefer someone else.

Ever since he moved to capital of West Virginia, he noticed more and more strange occurrences. All the women that lived near him, who he saw regularly on the beach, didn't notice him much. They were hanging around younger, not as caramel, and not as gigantically brawny as Ronnie, men - their sons.

He was confused at first when he was turned down at a guild. He thought it was odd, but kept trying. Woman after adult female politely declined, instead opting to trip the light fantastic toe with another guy. Ronnie saw the resemblance ; he figured it out.

posing there jacking off, pleasuring himself for the first-class honours degree time in days, Ronnie thought about the well-nigh constant stream of sex he had daily. He thought about the last cleaning lady he had sex with - Stephanie.

It was various week ago. The blonde was walking with another woman and her son along the beach. Ronnie watched her hug the woman and kiss her son so long. They departed and Stephanie continued her walk alone.

Ronnie couldn't remember what he said to her. Something about the weather, something about her bikini, maybe he introduced himself at that commencement meeting. He couldn't recall. He remembered that evening though. They went to dinner then went to bed. Ronnie struggled not to cum, he struggled to maintain his stamina for the night - it'd been quite a patch since he had pussy. Not knowing when or if he'd get any again, he barely managed to successfully fuck her all nighttime long.

Sucking on her tits, as his sexual climax subsided ; Stephanie thanked him and stated she had to go. She informed Ronnie her son would be home soon from a forgetful, out-of-town stumble. She didn't say she was her son's lover, but the way she said it, made Ronnie realize she was using him just like she'd use a dildo as a masturbation proficiency. This woman wasn't becoming addicted to him, she wasn't going to leave anyone for him ; she wasn't going to register up the next night begging for his black cock like so many women before. She was already devoted and addicted to someone - her son.

Ronnie nodded and watched her leave. It wasn't the nail in the coffin. The death of his blood brother was.

His brother Rodney was experiencing a similar phenomenon in Miami - his stable of women was drying up, moving away, showing no real interest in him.

Rodney and Ronnie were mate. They worked together obtaining and fucking as many fair sex as possible. When they both lived in Miami, their apartments were filled with interchangeable women. That, too, decreased. Rodney died in a car crash attempting to nobble one of the women he enjoyed most.

Ronnie continued masturbating, thinking of his plans. He looked to his left over seeing several newly ordered Tasers, still in their box. He was going to do this rightfield. There'd be no mistakes, no car wrecks. He would look for cleaning woman and take them from their sons.

*******

In Tampa, Cindy lost count of how many punches to the kickboxing bag she did. When her left arm tired, she switched to her right, punching until debilitation. following were her ramification. First the left then right, kicking over and over until she couldn't stand.

"Cindy,"her kickboxing teacher interrupted her, over an hour after category ended."Go home,"he looked upward at the most six substructure tall brunette.

"Don't feel like it,"She kept kicking.

"Please. I'm afraid you won't have any stage to sound off with at my next form,"he joked."Is everything ok ? You've been staying late for a few month now."

"Fine. Just need to relieve stress,"Cindy told a half truth.

Her instructor shrugged and greeted a few students for the succeeding form. A few moment later, Cindy stopped her recoil, caught her breathing time, grabbed her bag, and left.

On the way domicile, after a retentive day on her patrol route, then her kickboxing grade, Cindy thought about how good a exhibitor would feel. Afterward, she'd begin her well-nigh nightly masturbation ritual. She would pick out from her vast collection of anal beads, dildos, and vibrators - all of varying sizing from small to massive.

Arriving household, she peeped in on her 18-year-old son. Collin waved and nodded to his female parent. Cindy smiled and headed to her shower.

She felt Collin was inbuilt to an issue she was having. In the shower, she rinsed off and lathered up her tired musculus, moaning slightly when she held her boob, running her thumb over her erect nipples.

Cindy rubbed her clit thought process of the last orgasm she had - 18 yr ago.

It was a rare, but potential, phenomena ; having an orgasm during accouchement. Cindy moaned a little louder thinking about it in the hot shower bath. She was pushing her infant out, her mother and nurses cheering her on. She felt something building, tingling, and burning, possibly due to her vagina being stretched out. She didn't know or care ; she simply recalled how good it felt, approaching two decennium ago.

She gave birth, rallying cry of joy and pleasure, her organic structure radiating orgasmic waves after she delivered Collin. It was her first and last orgasm.

Her marriage fell apart, head-shrinker didn't assistant, and doctor didn't avail as nothing physically wrong with her was found.

The moment passed in the shower. Cindy's thoughts returned to her forthcoming calendar month. She rinsed her hair cerebration of her and Collin traveling to Charleston, South Carolina for two reasons. One was a home reunion she agreed to go to. She hardly ever saw those first cousin, rarely ever sending card or visiting during the holiday, but something inside her made her say"sure, why not,"when invited to the reunion. She put in her time off asking at the precinct and looked forward to this trip - not to see her relatives, but to see her second reason.

Several minutes later, Cindy was on the headphone with her second reason.

"Rub that kitty,"her best champion, Bea, ordered."Think of me licking it, eating it. Come on !"

"Mmm, yeah,"Cindy moaned into the phone.

"I can't wait to see you, when you get here,"The fiery red-header, Bea said, having just moved to the Same region as Cindy's congenator."I can't postponement to revere your body."

"Mmm,"Cindy rubbed her clit faster. It felt great, but she knew how this would end - no orgasms.

Bea was helpful, or tried to be. A few years ago she suggested Cindy try sex with women, hoping an orgasm would descend from it. Bea offered herself to her Quaker. Sadly, that didn't work either. Since then, they've been roommates, having daily sex up until Bea moved to Charleston earlier in the year. Cindy was sad to see her go, but knew deep down, her friend, no one, could make her cum.

"Anything ?"Bea asked.

"Nope,"Cindy stopped playing with herself.

"Diana, I'm so sorry,"Bea said, using her cognomen with Cindy. Bea once told Cindy she reminded her of Wonder char in general appearance - Diana being the superhero's first name.

"It's fine, Bea. This is how it is. I'm not designed to have got an orgasm,"Cindy said, sadness of that fact washing over her.

"Have you met anyone down there ?"

"No. Stopped dating, stopped trying. I just do these phone sex calls with you, because well, you're my friend."

"What do you remember about when you masturbate ?"Bea asked.

"I think about the one orgasm I had. Try to remember how it felt, what it was like. It ends up with me recalling giving birth to Collin,"Cindy said.

There was a interruption on the early line ; Cindy heard Bea's muffled voice, talking to someone in the elbow room. There was giggling, Cindy assumed it was Bea's sister.

"What about Collin ?"Bea asked.

"What about him ?"

"Well, his birth caused you to culminate. What if you had sex with him ? Maybe you would climax again,"Bea blurted out quickly before Cindy could interrupt or say no.

"Really ? That's your next proposition ?"Cindy rolled her eyes.

"Think about it. You had one giving birth to him, maybe it's not just his birth that's key, maybe he himself is the key."

"Bea, that's -"


"Dumb I know. I'm just thinking outside the box. Technically his nativity gave you an climax ; maybe that was a preindication that he is the only one that could."

"That's illegal, nutcase -"

"Just think about it. I need to go. Can't waiting to see you later this month,"Bea said.

"Fine,"Cindy humored her. They ended their call.

In Bea's bedroom, she smiled at her raw baby, Bella."I told her. Maybe she'll try it,"Bea said.

"Good,"Bella said. She climbed on top of Bea, kissing her passionately. Bea rolled over on top of her, their thighs resting against one another's pussies - almost nightly sisterly incest would ensue.

Cindy picked a large dildo to use. Normally she'd drive it, using it for a few time of day, but Bea's hint caused her to break before pushing the fat tip inside her. She sighed, actually entertaining the idea of sex with Collin.

"No,"she rolled over, hugging the dildo like a slip bear. As she drifted off to log Z's, an image of Collin, shirtless flashed in her head. She heard herself let out an orgasmic cry. She shook herself and sat up in bed. She rubbed her eyes and left her bedroom, tiptoeing naked to Collin's room.

"She's crazy,"Cindy thought, referring to Bea. She opened his door, peeping in on her sleeping son."I could never hurt you like that."

Cindy, on her way back to her bedchamber, couldn't avail but think Bea might be on to something - something wrongly and wayward, but something indeed. Maybe not only was Collin's birth key, but he himself was.

She licked all over the dildo, make to stuff it inside her, but stopped."What if - no !"she tossed the dildo away.

Restless, illuminate sleep eventually found Cindy. Bea's suggestion echoed in her mind.





-2-

The next day Cindy responded to a house servant disturbance Call at a trailer park. She followed protocol and called for championship, waiting patiently for it to go far. It happened to be the police chief of the precinct. When he arrived, they nodded to one another and walked toward the preview in question.

"We ain't hurtin'cipher !"a large, fleshy charwoman, wearing only a night-robe yelled at Cindy a few minutes later.

When she answered the door, it was easy for the officers to reek the smoke of cannabis. They asked if they could introduce the home base, a short, diminished man only wearing boxer told his wife to"let them in, we ain't got zip to hide."

As they entered, Cindy saw him frantically attempt to hide his Cannabis sativa bags.

Cindy pointed it out and an argument followed. The Captain handcuffed the woman. Her little husband charged at Cindy. She squatted, caught, and then slammed him to his back, knocking the air out of him.

"You be heedful with him !"his Brobdingnagian wife yelled. Cindy cuffed him and helped him to his feet.

"This is the privacy of our home base ! So what if we smoke some ! We're mindin'our own business, we ain't hurtin'anyone !"she continued to yell all the way to the skipper's patrol car.

She broke unblock of his clench and ran off, Cindy was close enough to extend her foundation and head trip the bombastic piece of trailer Mungo Park trash."Oops,"Cindy grinned, receiving a thank you from her Captain.

*******

That night Cindy pulled a large dildo out of her, once again thinking of her concluding orgasm during Collin's parentage. She was on the earpiece with Bea who just came off an orgasm herself. Cindy waited for Bea to catch her breath.

"Whew, that was unspoiled. Thank you,"Bea said.

"Sure,"Cindy licked the tip of the dildo of her pussy juices and tossed it.

"Aww, I'm sorry,"Bea apologized."Have you thought anymore of my newest proposition ?"

"No. I mean, yes, I have. And no, I'm not committing incest."

"Big D, can't you think about it more ?"

"Big D ?"

"Yeah, Diana. You're boastfully,"Bea giggled on the other end.

"You're silly. Insane too,"Cindy stroked another dildo sticking on top of the bedside table with its suction cup base.

"I know it's not convention, but it'd be consensual. You two wouldn't be hurting anyone,"Bea said. Cindy's eyes widened, words from the cracker at the trailer parking area call that day rang in her ears.

"You know ? It'd be in private, just you and him, enjoying it. A victimless crime,"Bea continued.

"Like pot."

"Huh ?"

"We arrested a couplet today. They were smoking pot in their poke. The wife said something similar about smoking."

"right. See ? They weren't hurting anyone, just enjoying themselves. dishonour it's illegal in your country still,"Bea said.

"Yeah."

"But you and Collin wouldn't be hurting anyone either."

"It'd be psychological painful sensation. We'd be hurting each other that way - guilt trip, shame over what we did."

"Not unless you talk to him first, recount him your situation, ask if he can serve. Who knows ? He may be concern. If not, well, at to the lowest degree you tried,"Bea encouraged her friend.

They ended their cry a few moments later, Cindy cutting Bea off, thanking her, telling her she needs nap. Cindy rolled over, once again holding a huge dildo like a teddy bear. She wondered about Collin's openness to incest. She assumed he'd be sickened by it. Moving to her back, Cindy couldn't avail but think that she herself wouldn't be sickened by it. It'd be wrong, atrocious, garish, but she wouldn't be grossed out by him.

After their song, Bea entered the exhibitioner, joining her sister, grabbing and squeezing a breast.

"Any circumstances ?"Bella asked.

"Nope. It'll choose fourth dimension I suppose."

"Maybe when they come up here for that kin reunion, thing will happen,"Bella said.

"Maybe. They'll be staying with us though."

"Mmm,"Bella deeply kissed her sis."Can't time lag to get her in bed with us again."

"One-on-one sessions, first. Remember ? I wished I could wee her cum."

"Maybe her son will,"Bella said. The two baby kissed, steam from the shower enveloping them.

*******

Ronnie unlocked and slid open up a large door to an abandoned storage warehouse. He was capable to give a deal with the property possessor, lying about his aim for renovating it for them to deal. He was surprised he pulled it off. He'd been eyeing the construction for a piece, driving by it, peeking in some of the office windows that weren't boarded up. The warehouse itself was just outside of town, not far from creek and marshlands.

He tugged at his big nigrify dick, walking around the complex, taking note of its interior. He walked up a steel stairway to the second floor. Ronnie surmised storage warehouse managing director sat up there, overlooking the facility, long, long ago.

There was a magnanimous yap in the roof. Ronnie could see where rainfall poured in. There was water damage on the floor of the second floor overlook. He could see floor boards rotting away. Ronnie looked up through a hole in the cap next, fluffy, Andrew D. White cloud visible against the blue sky. He saw a shuttle's draw close near the jam situated on a beam.

He whipped his cock out and casually stroked himself, thinking of his programme. He decided to bring the women to this endorse floor overlook domain. The office is where their cages would be. Ronnie thought about setting up a simple table in the middle of the overlook. This would be where he would rape them. Standing against the railing, looking over the void warehouse, Ronnie decided when he was done, this would be where he would fall them, one-by-one, with his belt.





-3-

The next night, Cindy's bed was slamming against the wall. She was riding the prominent dildo she owned."semen on !"she closed her eyes, grit her teeth, fucking the dildo as hard as she could.

She didn't upkeep if she woke Collin."come on !"she thought of an orgasm traveling through her trunk. aught happened.

Cindy went to her back, grabbing the substructure of the dildo, plunging it in and out of her"cum on !"She thought of Collin being born, the pleasure radiating through her. Nothing happened.

That led to single view. Collin on top of her ; his dick plunging in and out of her instead of the dildo. Cindy's eye's snap open, she stopped fucking herself. For a stock split instant she thought she felt something - something unbelievable brought on by persuasion of her son.

"No,"she whispered, pulling the dildo out, tossing it aside. Her hands traveled up her belly, over her breasts, tweaking her nipples. She thought of Collin again, sucking her tits then kissing her.

"No !"she shook the image from her head and climbed under the covers, angry at herself.

*******

'' Well ? '' Bea asked on the phone the adjacent nighttime. `` How are things progressing ? You 'll be here soon for your folk reunion. Think you and Collin will be a couple by then ? ``

'' Ha ! A couple ? First it was just sleeping with him, now you 're suggesting we 'd be a yoke ? '' Cindy laughed, sitting up naked in bed.

'' Well, yeah. I mean why would n't you be ? He 's your son and you 'd be crossing that line of descent with him. I do n't see how it could be a one-time thing. If I had to guess, he 's the key to making you cum again, therefore, you 'll be his woman. ``

'' Bea, '' Cindy shook her school principal on the other end of the call.

'' Just imagine him inside you, making you climax so very good, then he says he loves you, and then -"


'' That 's decent. I need to go. We 'll talk later. ``

'' Wait ! I 've failed you two times. Both of my suggestions for things to try induce failed. This is my third and last suggestion. I feel that if you and Collin become devotee, not just mom and son, you will induce an orgasm every time you two make dear. He gave you one when he was born. ``

There was a long pause on Cindy 's end. `` Alright, like I said, that 's decent. I need to go. Talk to you later. ``

'' Yes. And we 'll see you soon, '' Bea hung up.

'' That sounded good, '' a naked Bella entered the room, after stepping out of the rain shower, crawling onto the bed. `` But you and I are n't a couple. ``

'' You and I are n't mom and son. We 're sisters who have sex with one another. Now shut up and generate me that pussy, bitch, '' Bea said.

'' Ooh, so rude, '' Bella grinned, turning around, getting into a 69-position with Bea.

Cindy paced back and forth in her room. This entire idea from Bea had been swimming in her mind since she brought it up. `` What if it was consensual ? No one would know. No one would be hurt. What if we eased into it slowly ? We could get used to one another sexually before going all the way. What if Bea is mightily ? What if Collin gives me an orgasm from sex for the kickoff clock time ? ``

Cindy sat on the border of her bed, `` What if we became fan ? No. This is stupid. I 'm desperate, that 's all. ``

She paced around a bit more. `` I could at least tell him of my trouble. See what he says. ``

*******

Cindy went a couple days without calling Bea. She texted her friend a simple `` ca n't verbalise. thinking. ``

Collin noticed his mom seemed distracted. On her day off Cindy did n't go to the gym. She cleaned the house, appearing to hold herself busy.

She was meddling at the kitchen sink scrubbing dishes frantically later in the day when Collin approached. Cindy heard a diffuse `` hey '' followed by a gentle hand on her shoulder.

'' Oh, hi, '' Cindy glanced over her shoulder to her son, a couplet inches shorter than her.

'' Mom, you ok ? You 've been really occupy on your day off, '' Collin asked.

'' I 'm OK, '' Cindy lied, not turning to face her son.

'' Alright, well, I do n't ingest anything going on tonight. If you want to hang out, I 'll be around, '' Collin offered.

guilt overcame her for being short circuit with him. She turned around, `` Collin. ``

'' Hmm ? ``

Cindy rushed to him, pulling him in for a severely hug. `` Sorry. Yes I 'd love that. ``

Collin nodded up at his mother, smiling softly. `` No headache. ``

Cindy played with his hair, touched his buttock, thinking how great of a son he 's been. She stopped, assuming Bea 's trace was messing with her mind.

'' There 's something I need to blab to you about. Something about me, '' Cindy said.

'' Something wrong ? '' Collin asked with a looking at of concern on his face.

'' variety of. Nothing John Roy Major or life threatening. Frustrating if anything, '' Cindy smiled.

'' Oh. Uh, well, sure, you can tattle to me about whatever you want. ``

'' Ok, let 's fire up up some leftovers. We 'll chaffer after dinner. ``

*******

Ronnie purchased several dog crate designed for heavy breeds. He reasoned an adult adult female would fit in them. It'd be cramped and horribly uncomfortable. He didn't care. He would tie their wrists together so they couldn't let themselves out.

The dog crates were lining the back paries of the decrepit office on the instant story. Ronnie positioned a defer several understructure away from the door, directly under the large gob in the ceiling. He'd have his fun with them there, reminding them of what they are missing out on, what he can proffer them.

Ronnie inspected the weak area in the base, lightly stepping on it, observing how easy it gave away. He made surely to avoid the area, lest he wanted to fall through to the first floor.

His sick little surface area, where he would take mothers and restrain them, hurt them, advert them, then bury them was turning out quite nicely.





-4-

"So, you wanted to verbalize to me about something ?"Collin said, watching his mother sit next to him on the lounge, tucking her feet under her.

"Yes."

"Ok,"he waited."Well ?"

"Um, I'll be right back,"Cindy headed to the kitchen, searching for any hard drink they had. She found some vodka Bea left a few months ago. Cindy opened and poured herself a pellet. Downing it quickly, she poured another stroke, then finally a third.

"That should do it,"She wiped her mouth, rejoining Collin on the couch.

"Something awry ?"he asked.

"I want, or need, to talk to you about something I've been going through my whole life. Only a couple doctors and Bea and Bella know about it."

"Mom, are you sure zippo is wrong."

"It's ok. It's nil life threatening, nothing serious, it's just,"Cindy paused."Somewhat sad."

"Mom,"Collin placed his hand on hers.

"You're sweet, it's ok though,"Cindy patted his hired man. She thought for a mo before proceeding.

"We're both adults now. You're 18, you know how the birds and the bees work. The issue I've had my total life pertains to that."

"Oh, I see,"Collin nodded."Hmm. Ok."

"Again, it's nothing life-threatening. But,"Cindy cleared her throat."I'm unable to, I haven't had, um, an sexual climax. I'm ineffectual to experience one. You know what an -"

"Yes, yes I do, Mom,"Collin held up his hand."I know what one is."

"Anyway, I don't have them. You're not an idiot. You know when Bea and Bella lived with us before they moved to Charleston, you know they shared a bed with me."

"It's fine, I know. No pauperization to go into point. If you're a sapphic, it's fine, really,"Collin said.

"No, no I'm not. I mean, I don't think I am. What I'm getting at is, I was trying different affair. I've talk to doctors, nothing is physically wrong with me. I even met briefly with a shrink. I didn't like it, so I stopped. And, well, Bea and I became familiar, hoping that would do it. Nothing worked,"Cindy explained.

"well, I don't know what to differentiate you. I'm sorry about your payoff with that material though."

"It's fine. I wanted to let you love that while I can't have one, I have had one. Only one. The only orgasm I've ever had was a little over eighteen years ago."

Collin cleared his pharynx, slightly uncomfortable with this conversation."That's a long time. I'm really sorry to hear that."

"It was when I gave birth to you."

Collin's heart widened."Um, wow. Ok."

"It's rare, but apparently it's been known to take place - fair sex having an orgasm during childbirth. Bea has been trying to help me, offering suggestions, things like that. She even,"Cindy gave a sham gag."She even said you were the lawsuit of the orgasm and maybe you'd be the only person to give me one now."

"What did she mean ?"

"It's dumb. She was joking that you and I could, uh, know you, and well, I'd have an orgasm if we uh -"

"Did it ?"

"right field. Heh, did it."

"Oh,"Collin looked away nodding his head.

"She suggested that you and I have sex. That you were the key in giving me an coming. I think she was drunkard or something,"Cindy tried to make it vocalize like Bea wasn't serious, even though she was.

"Yeah, that's gaga,"Collin said, still not looking at his mom.

"I know. really crazy."

He glanced at her then looked away again,"Yeah."

"She wanted me to intend about it. I can't believe it, but I actually did. I guess that's what'll bump after 18 days of not having an orgasm - maybe I'd try anything."

"You mean, you'd actually want to do that with me ?"

Cindy shrugged."I don't know. It's unseasonable and crazy."

"Yep."

"Would you help out ? I mean, would you be willing to even think about doing that with me ?"Cindy asked.

"No. No way,"Collin glanced at her."I don't know,"he shrugged.

Cindy nodded, her eyes lowered."Alright. I just wanted to mouth to you about it. In case you ever see me in a bad mood or acting unknown or frantic, you'll know what's mostly probable on my mind."

"Yeah, thanks for letting me know. I think."

Cindy smiled, patted her son's leg and headed to the kitchen. She grabbed the feeding bottle of vodka and went to her bedroom.

An hour later, after respective large chugs of vodka, Cindy stood in front of her bathroom mirror in a matching pitch-black bra and G-string. She smiled at herself and retrieved a pillowcase. She left her room and headed to Collin's.

She knocked on the room access a couplet prison term. Collin opened it seeing a grandiloquent, muscular charwoman with a pillowcase over her head.

"well ?"Cindy asked."If I cover my face, would it make it easier ?"

Collin laughed and pulled the pillowcase off her head.

"I figured if I was wearing it, you couldn't see my expression and it'd be well-off for you."

"Mom, your face is just fine. It looks outstanding,"he glanced at her body."All of you looks great. You could go past for wonderment adult female - just like Bea says."

"Thank you. Maybe we could just pay heed out. watch out a movie or something,"Cindy suggested, extending her arm.

"Sure,"Collin took it and walked with her downstairs.

They ate ice cream, Cindy still in her underclothes, sitting against her son. After the movie ended, abandon cartons of ice cream next to them, Collin spoke up.

"You know, you do look enceinte. I was serious,"he said.

"Collin,"Cindy smiled, touching his face."That means a lot coming from you. give thanks you."

He put his arm around her, kissing her head."I'm sorry you have difficulty in that specific department."

"I'm just glad I've had you in my life all these yr. You've been rattling,"Cindy said.

"Wished I could help oneself, but you know, it's -"

"Wyrd. I know. I wouldn't force play it on you,"Cindy said.

"I mean, do you need me to ?"

Cindy sat up, her hired man resting on his thigh."Do I want us to do that ? Have sex ? I don't know,"Cindy shrugged."I honestly don't know, even if it meant I'd have an orgasm."

He smiled, unsure of what to say. He held her for a few more minutes. Collin turned off the TV, extended his hand, and they headed to their bedrooms.

"I love you, Collin,"Cindy was hugging him at her threshold."Thank you for listening to me."

"It's fine, Mom. I love you too,"they ended their hug, Cindy kissing on the cheek.

"Goodnight,"She entered her room, Collin looking at her ass.

Cindy hooked her thumbs in her lash to pull it down, removing it, when she saw Collin watching her. She stopped, smiling at him.

"Sorry,"he blushed."Goodnight."

*******

The following day Cindy was kicking the bag over and over again. This time it wasn't out of angriness and pent up frustration, but out of hopefulness, determination, and boilers suit happiness. She felt like a weight had been lifted by telling Collin of her orgasm job. His reaction of not being thoroughly grossed out by Bea's trace, plus the look he gave her when they said goodnight, made Cindy believe her son might actually entertain the idea of incest. Her own thoughts toward it, while still feeling it was amiss and sick, viewed it more as a potential solution - a intervention for her issue.

That day in Charleston, Ronnie was busy studying, watching the women on the beach near his home. As he suspected they were with their sons. He saw a group of brunettes, in their two-piece, with younger men, playing volleyball, playing in the ocean, or sitting with each former. He heard a few of the guy rope call out"mom"here and there while addressing them. He saw an older brunette handing out sandwiches, in a motherly manner, to younger cat. They all had morose fuzz ; he presumed they were her nephews. He didn't know for for certain, but he watched them all afternoon.

He watched where they headed when they left the beach. Ronnie took note of the neighborhood, deciding to repulse around inside it that night.





-5-

"Department of Energy this hurt ?"Cindy asked, sitting on top of Collin, rubbing his vertebral column the side by side night.

"Nah, Mom, feels fine,"he answered.

Cindy continued massaging his shoulder joint and back."You looking forward to our Charleston tripper later this month ? I know it'll be nice to see Bea and Bella."

"Yeah, I guess."

"Our kin too. It's been many years since I've seen them. I was kinda of shocked they reached out to me to invite us to this reunion. I'm Sir Thomas More than looking forward to seeing Bea and Bella though."

"Yeah, we're closer with them I guess,"Collin closed his eyes, enjoying his mother's massage.

"Oh by the way, I don't have ulterior motives for giving you this massage."

"Huh ?"

Cindy leaned down, whispering in his ear,"I'm not trying to seduce you."

"Oh, right. No, I know you aren't. Just being nice to me,"He said.

"You got it. Have you thought more about what I said though ?"Cindy asked, hopping off Collin, letting him sit up.

"Sorta,"he shrugged.

"Yeah ? What would materialize ? How would it encounter ?"

"Uh, are you talking wench and bee's hooey ?"Collin asked.

"No, no,"Cindy laughed."I mean us getting to that point of crossing the line. Having intercourse."

"Um, well, I supposed we'd have to date ?"

"Date ? Sure, why not. What else ? We'd have to look at each other and think of one another not as parent and small fry. I guess flirting would be involved."

"That too. I don't know, maybe some kind of amatory evening to see if it'd be too unearthly,"Collin added.

"Right. That's one option. Or we could be more affectionate with each other. Maybe some kisses here and there,"She jabbed at his side.

"Ha, right."

"It's a lot to think about. Doing something like that, or working toward it."

"Did you ever figure out why you don't have a, you know, orgasm ?"Collin lowered his voice.

"No. There's something wrong up here,"Cindy pointed to her heading."The doctors have examined me and run tests. They have found naught untimely with my parts down there. Everything whole works normally, nothing strange. So it must be something in my head. When I gave birth to you, maybe I was so overjoy to see you, my judgement allowed me to have one. Or maybe when you came out, you pressed against me in there in a certain way that caused it to happen."

"Whoa,"Collin held up his hand.

"Sorry, too much vivid info,"Cindy grinned.

"If we did it. What would it be like afterward ?"Collin asked.

"If we had sex ? Well, I suppose,"Cindy took a deep breathing time."It's so wrong and freakish. I'd be afraid you'd hate me or I'd hate myself. I'd be afraid our relationship would be forever ruined."

"I could never hate you, Mom."

"I could never hate you. But I could detest myself for doing it - incest with you."

"I wouldn't want you to feel that way."

"Me neither. How would you feel if you and I had sex ? Would you feel angry at yourself or weird ?"Cindy asked.

"I guess it depends. I guess if we work toward it. It'd be 100 % consensual."

"Of course."

"I think you're a beautiful woman. If I didn't see you as my mother, maybe it wouldn't be too weird. I'd be helping this older woman out with this job she has - or at to the lowest degree trying to help."

"I'm sure you'd do just fine,"Cindy smiled."Part of me thinks, if we did it, we wouldn't experience frightful, minus feelings afterward."

"Yeah, I kinda feel the Lapp way,"Collin extended his arm, holding her against him.

"So, does this mean you are thinking about it ?"

Collin laughed,"You aren't double-dyed. I'll say that much."

"wellspring, at least that's something,"Cindy chuckled, hugging him tightly.

*******

Ronnie was at the club the future nighttime, watching the Lapp group of brunet mama. They were all dressed up, dance, drinking, enjoying a missy's night out. He was able to deduce, by eavesdropping on their conversation from a nearby board, that they were sisters. They were chattering on and on, mentioning various male names. One of them said"my son,"“ your son,"and so on, followed by talk of sex acts. One of them shushed another, telling her to keep back her voice down. They bickered a bit, one of them was drunkard, stating no one was paying care or listening to her. She was wrong, Ronnie picked up on well-nigh of their conversation, pretending to be playing on his phone in the John Wilkes Booth behind theirs.

He heard them remark a sept reunification and a cousin named Cindy. One of them asked about Cindy's son. Ronnie nodded.

When they all left a picayune later, Ronnie followed. He managed to stay back, in his car, long enough to park near their neighborhood. He was in a parking lot about a stern statute mile away. He got out and walked.

In the bushes, with binoculars, Ronnie spied on the mother. He shook his fountainhead, disgusted that they didn't even close the blinds. Each sign of the zodiac he spied on he watched them walk through the sign of the zodiac, not a upkeep in the Earth, undressing as they made their way to a bedroom. The big, beautiful houses lit up one-by-one, mothers entering their bedroom, to hire care of their Son all night.

He could see a few couples fucking, a mother on top, riding and bouncing on a dick. Ronnie snuck through the glum alleys between the beach household. He heard muffled cries of delight coming from the inside. Ronnie was able-bodied to see into one's backyard consortium area. One of the adult female, the one who was wino and talking loudly about her son, was on all fours in the shallow end of the syndicate. She was getting fucked from behind by, Ronnie assumed, the son she was talking about. He watched the fair sex climax, wrath construction inside him. It wouldn't be farsighted before he would aim these mothers from their sons and register them what they were missing. He tugged at his hawkshaw and headed back to his car.





-6-

"Am I too intemperate ?"Cindy asked the side by side night, in her pyjama shorts and tank top, straddling Collin on the couch.

"Nah, you're good."

"Do you have any questions for me ?"

"About your condition ?"

"Anything really. The ‘ condition'or maybe what I've done to try to fix it or this unit incest idea Bea suggested."

"Bea. So you and her ?"

"Don't be silly, Collin. You know she slept in my bed when she and Bella lived with us. That woman,"Cindy shook her head."She tried to help oneself me every exclusive night. All night."

"Ok, ok, I get it."

"Bella too. Both them, they,"Cindy thought about all those nights Bea and Bella worshiped her body, each sucking a breast, kissing down to her pussy."They tried to assist me. Nothing we did worked. No toys worked either."

"You have toys ?"

"Sex toys, yes. I have a large aggregation of them. You know what a dildo is right on ?"

"Ha ! Yes, Mom, I know. Vibrator ?"

"I have a duet of those too. Battery operated. Again, Collin, nothing worked,"Cindy's eyes lowered, her handwriting running over Collin's shirt-covered chest of drawers."I can't tell you how many times -"she stopped.

"What ? How many clock time you what ?"

Cindy looked him directly in his centre."How many times I masturbated."

"Really ?"

"I do it almost every night, Collin. I know it's pointless. I know it won't workplace, but in the rear of my psyche I think that someday it might. I even thought about what Bea suggested - me and you - and believe it or not I actually briefly thought of you while doing it. I stopped myself. Felt weird."

Collin's lip hung overt."O-ok."

"Sorry, too much information again, right ?"

"Uh no. I guess I didn't realize you were that desperate to uh, you know."

"To orgasm ?"she looked into his eye again."To cum ?"

"Yeah, that."

"You can use the put one across term if you want. It's just me."

"Alright,"Collin rubbed the cover of his neck.

"I've all but given up. Stopped dating, only play with myself with my fingers or my miniature. I'll have earpiece sex with Bea to humor her, but that's about it."

Collin nodded, processing everything.
"Anyway, it's late. Let's go to bed. Walk me to my room,"his mother smiled, getting off him, extending her hand.

Collin complied, silently walking his mom to her bedroom door again. Cindy hugged him, kissing his cheek."It was nice spending to a greater extent fourth dimension with you."

"Yeah it was."

"Collin ? Can I try something ?"

"Like what ?"

"Don't worry, nothing too scary."

"Uh ok, sure."

"Close your heart. Don't worry,"Cindy said. Collin did as was told. Cindy paused a moment, looking to her son, a couple inches short than her. She took a deep breather and slowly kissed his lips. She closed her eyes, letting her lip stick to his. She felt her spine frisson then ended the kiss.

"There,"she smiled."Wasn't so bad, was it ?"

Collin's eyes fluttered open."No, Mom. Wasn't bad at all."

She bit her bottom lip,"I swear I'm not trying to seduce you."

"No, I know, Mom. It was bang-up. Very nice."

"Alright, I'll see you tomorrow, sweetie."

After closing her sleeping accommodation door, Cindy stripped bare, grabbed her phone and called Bea.

Bea and Bella were covered in effort, having rubbed slit, scissoring for a few time of day. Bea collapsed, out-of-breath, and answered the phone.

"You busy ? Sounds like it,"Cindy said.

"Oh, not busy, had to run to catch the phone,"Bea lied."What's up ?"

"Just wanted to let you know things are getting interesting with Collin."

"Oh ? Is he into the incest musical theme too ?"

"Not sure. If so, it's not 100 %, but it could be getting there. I can't believe I'm actually thinking you're onto something with your idea."

"See ? I've failed you twice, third time's the charm !"

"Right,"Cindy rolled her eye."Anyway, we'll be up soon for that reunion. Who knows what'll find before then."

"Ok,"Bea smiled."You have a sound night. I have a limited friend over."

"Ah, I see. I should've known. Goodnight,"Cindy laughed, ending the call.

"She still doesn't know about us ?"Bella asked.

"Nah. All those three mode we had, she never suspected anything. But when she arrives here, my sweet sis, we will express her our minuscule secret in person,"Bea grinned.





-7-

It was the nighttime before Cindy and Collin's drive up to South Carolinas from Florida. In her tank top and panties, she was lying on Collin's breast in his bed.

"Do you cogitate I'm too tall ?"she asked her son.

"Of row not. You mean for sex ?"

"In general, really."

"I don't think you're too tall. Wished I was taller."

"I think you're perfect the way you are."

"Thanks. But you're a trivial predetermine though."

"Maybe, maybe not,"Cindy rose to her elbow, caressing his face.

"So I'd just move in with you ? We'd plowshare a bed ?"Collin asked.

Cindy smiled."Ah that. Yes. If we became lovers, Collin, you'd definitely be in my bed every night."

"Sounds shivery,"he joked.

"Oh it would be. I have quite a sexual appetite. I don't have orgasms from it, but I still want it. Weird how that works."

"Yeah."

"I'd be worried that you wouldn't be able to get matrimonial or be a male parent. Part of me thinks if we had sex and became fan, that you'd miss out on normal poppycock,"Cindy said.

"I'd be more scared that I WOULDN'T want that. What if you wanted to remarry ?"

"I'd be afraid that once we cross that tune I wouldn't want those normal thing either,"Cindy admitted.

"I don't know of any mom and son couplet. I don't know how it works,"Collin said.

"Then I guess we'd simply have to be together forever,"Cindy smiled. She rolled on her back,"candy kiss me."

"Huh ?"

"I kissed you the other Nox. I'd like you to try kissing me. On the sassing. See how it feels from your end,"Cindy closed her eyes."Come on. Don't be shy. It's just me."

"Heh, yeah,"Collin gave her a quick peck on the lips.

"Collin ! You can do salutary than that. Pretend I'm a woman you love and you have taken your lady to bed,"his mother said.

Collin shrugged.

"I'm your peeress,"his female parent said."You've taken me to bed. Please kiss me."

Collin took a cryptical breathing space, looking to her back talk, her closed eyes, then down to her bureau, watching it go up and down with each breath. He gulped, closed his optic and moved toward her lips.

Cindy felt her spur shiver again. His back talk pressed softly against hers. She touched his face and increased the insistence. She pulled him in, their backtalk pressed firmly against one another's now. They were forgetting to pass off out of their noses.

"See ?"Cindy broke the kiss, holding Collin against her face, his mouth breathing into hers."See, we can kiss like this, right ?"

"Mmhmm,"Collin agreed, kissing her again, drawing in air through his nose this time.

The kisses came one right after another. Before Cindy knew it, tongue were involved ; lapping against one another and licking lips.

Collin placed a hand on her tummy, continuing to snog her. His hand slid under her tankful top, resting on her abs. Cindy moaned, grabbing his headway with both helping hand, thoroughly making out with him.

Collin rubbed her breadbasket. Cindy quickly pulled her shirt up then pushed his hand."You can do it, if you want,"she whispered.

Collin resumed kissing her, sliding his hand further north. His finger touched voice of her titty ; his mother moaned into his mouth.

"Do it,"she urged him.

Collin's hand covered a chest, squeezing softly, feeling the erect pap against his thenar."Yes,"Cindy broke the kiss, gasping for air.

Collin kissed at her neck side by side. Cindy turned her school principal to the side, her body tingling all over, as Collin massaged a breast. She wondered if Bea was right all along. Collin is who was needed to make her cum.

She stopped him, rolling on top of him, flinging her shirt off and lowered her tits to his face. Collin's hands roamed over her back, while he licked, kissed, and sucked her breasts.

"Oh, Collin, yes,"she whispered. Cindy felt something, something former than an erection against her panties. She felt like she could recede herself with him. She felt like she could afford her organic structure to Collin every day.

She slid down his soundbox, her bosom coming out of his oral cavity, and kissed him backbreaking than before. Cindy felt like he could easily do her cum. She thought about why and how when her electric cell phone ringing shook her back to reality.

It rang several clip before Cindy broke the candy kiss, annoyingly grabbing her phone. It was a full cousin from Charleston, the one that invited her to the reunion.

"Hi, yes. Looking forward to it,"Cindy sat on the edge of Collin's bed on her phone."Huh uh. Sounds swell. We'll leave around 3am. Yeah I'm up early routine anyway, so it's fine."

Cindy stood, picking up her tank top, flinging it over her shoulder joint,"Alright, marvellous. See you and everyone else then."

She ended the phone call, standing in Collin's doorway."Sorry about all that before the phone call. Got carried away. We're leaving really early tomorrow ; I better get some sleep."

Collin nodded, watching his topless mother leave his room. He lay down, his sum racing, trying to make sense of what just happened.

Arriving to her room, Cindy kicked off her panties and climbed into bed."Bea is right. Collin is the answer."





-8-

Collin slept almost half the way there the watch morning. As Cindy drove from their Tampa dwelling, thinking about the events from the previous Nox, she'd glance at him and smile.

Past Jacksonville, they stopped for breakfast. They were quiet as they ate. Cindy could tell Collin felt awkward. She didn't and acted as though nil happened.

"So, separate me, how see are you ?"Cindy asked, ten minutes into the campaign after breakfast.

"Not very."

"What does that imply ? Collin, are you a Virgin ? Have you played around ?"his mother asked.

"I'm not a Virgin,"Collin replied, not really wanting to go into it.

"I really enjoyed survive night,"Cindy said, changing the subject to the two of them."I thought it was really fresh and loving. I think we were headed to crossing a line. Had I not got that phone claim, we might have."

"Yeah."

"You don't have to feel shy around me. You can relax."

"Alright,"Collin kept looking out the passenger side window.

"I don't care if you aren't experienced. That is, if we took it that far. If we had sex."

Collin remained quiet.

"Did you enjoy last night ? Our piddling seance ?"

Collin nodded.

"Do you think you'd deficiency to do it again ?"

He nodded once more.

Cindy smiled, driving along."well, if you want we can see how far it goes. Chances are though, I'll be having a lot of sex on this trip."

"Huh ?"Collin looked over to his mother.

"Bea and Bella. Unless of course you wanted to fiddle with me instead."

"Oh, right,"Collin returned watching the tree diagram zoom by on the interstate."Maybe."

"Let me know. No pressure."

*******

Two bikini-clad woman, one a light, dyed-red hair, and the former a taller blonde, greeted Cindy and Collin.

They led them inside after many hugs and osculation. They unpacked, each had their own suite in Bea's new place then they sat and chatted a bit.

Bella emerged dressed and pulled Collin off the couch."We're going to the store. We need material for dinner tonight."

"Alright,"Collin smiled, following Bella.

The second the doorway closed, Bea lunged at Cindy straddling her, kissing her, ripping off her own two-piece top. They said naught, Cindy standing, taking the minor fair sex to bed. She slammed her down, tore off her clothes, aligned her pussy up with Bea's and went at it as hard as she could. Bea was cumming in seconds.

Cindy sat on the bed, Bea straddling her, and sucked on Bea's pap."I missed you too,"Cindy said, popping a mammilla out of her mouth.

Bella and Collin arrived an hour later from the store. Bella sent a textual matter to let them get it on they were there, Bea's phone buzzing on the bedside tabular array, signaling them to save it down some.

Bella and Collin changed into bathing courtship after putting the grocery store away. They played volleyball in the pond, Bella occasionally hearing a muffled cry of pleasance coming from her sister.

Bea emerged an hour later in her two-piece. She jumped into the puddle, swimming to her Sister."You're spell,"she grinned. Collin watched Bella get out of the pool, removing her top before she walked into the house.

"Wan na go to the beach ?"Bea asked.

"Sure,"Collin answered.

Bella's muffled rallying cry were heard next as Bea and Collin walked out of the fence, making their way to the beach.

"We love your mother, we really do,"Bea said, riding around on Collin's back in the body of water."We've been trying to help her."

"I know. She told me about her problem."

"Bella and I are going to talk more about it with her tonight. There's something we need to recite her that may help."

"Help ?"

Bea climbed off his back, swimming to his social movement, wrapping her peg around him in the water."assistance her see how mutual and how fantastic incest is."

Collin was confused.

"I think you are what she needs in every way. I think you and her will have a wonderful life-time together."

Collin slowly nodded.

They played in the ocean a little longer, before heading back to Bea's house.

Bella and Cindy were sweaty and sap. Bella was lying in her arm, kissing Cindy's nearest breast."Can't time lag for the two of us to fuck you tonight."

"Should be fun,"Cindy said, wiping her forehead.

"There's something we need to talk to you about,"Bella added."Something I think you'll like."

"Heh, alright."

Bella and Cindy showered, joining Bea and Collin in the kitchen preparing dinner. Cindy hugged her son from behind, kissing his cheek.

They ate dinner together, chatted about Bea and Bella's lovely new house, talked about how friendly the locality is. Bea didn't live far from the fellowship reunion Cindy and Collin were attending the side by side day.

After walking on the beach, watching the sunset, they headed back to the house. Bea and Bella retired leaving Cindy and Collin on the couch.

Collin fell asleep in her arms. She held him on the couch, savoring his affectionateness. After an hour or so, Cindy starting to pass, she walked Collin to bed before she herself fell asleep.

After tucking him in, she undressed in his room. She gathered her shirt and shorts, tossing her thong onto Collin's pillow.

Bea and Bella were still come alive, naked, waiting for her."We'll be quiet,"Bea said, approaching Cindy, guiding her to their bed, covering her in kisses.

Cindy moaned, arms extended, lying on her back, the two women worshiping her trunk. They licked and kissed over every brawniness. They worked their way up, each taking a breast to their mouths. Cindy felt no impulse to climax, but loved the attention from her friends.

"Cindy,"Bea spoke up."I bet you're wondering why I suggested incest."

"A little."

The sisters smiled at one another, their lips touching, which led to verbalise opening, and tongues invading. Cindy watched them snog, fondle, caress one another. Finally, they 69'd, Cindy's pussy dripping wet while watching them.

The sisters locked their leg around each other. They did their better to be tranquillise, all while forgetting Cindy was there, watching them.

They kissed each other during their sexual climax in attack to strangle their moan of pleasure.

"How long ?"Cindy asked.

Bella kissed along Cindy's neck, whispering in her ear,"A few years."

"We've done a good job of keeping it hugger-mugger from everyone,"Bea added.

The three woman shared a passionate kiss."Are you two lovers ? A couple ?"Cindy asked.

"No,"Bea answered."Bella has her friends, I have mine, but this is how we show sleep together to each former - through sex."

"Makes sense now. Why you suggested Collin and I do this."

"Yes, but you are his mom. I suspected a mother and son would want to be a couple - I don't see how they couldn't be. It'd be far to a greater extent intimate. Unless of course of action, you planned it out. He or you would go on to get married, only having sex when you can and won't get caught."

"Or you could move in here,"Bella blurted out.

"Ha, yes, there's that too,"Bea added.

Cindy unwrapped her arm around Bella, grabbing and squeezing Bea's breast, bringing it to her mouth."Maybe."

*******

That Nox, Ronnie dug shallow grave accent outside of his rundown warehouse. He dug ten graves, the poop piled side by side to each one. He had no theme how many mother he'd be able to nobble. He was assuming at to the lowest degree five.

The next day he would go hunting. Most of it would consist of more watching and following. But he would bring his Tasers, his SUV would be cleaned out, making enough elbow room for their bodies. He was unable to purchase a gun in a timely fashion, so a baseball game bat was brought along in case the Tasers malfunctioned or broke.

Ronnie removed his shirt, wiping exertion from his monumental, hefty soundbox. He tugged his at his tool again, thinking about fucking these women all nighttime - his psychosis fully setting in.





-9-

It was such a strange outcome. Cindy did n't know what to make of her family at the reunion. Some of them, cousins, she had n't seen in old age. There was something very odd about them though. Collin picked up on it too.

There were no husbands. There were no men over the age of thirty. Early to mid-20s seemed to be the oldest age range, eighteen being the youngest. The women, all brunettes, all shorter than Cindy, were in their tardily 30s up to mid-40s. However, they all looked mythical. No hoary whisker, barely any obtrusive line. Their consistency were in incredible figure. They did n't compare to the curiosity Woman-like physique of Cindy, but they certainly had fitness model or stripper bodies.

Everyone seemed too happy too. While she had n't seen many of them in years, they hugged her and Collin, pulling them in with the group like it 'd been only days since they last saw their honorable champion - Cindy. She was confused by it, smiling awkwardly, her and Collin hugging them back, not for sure what to think. The male approached Collin, a couple of them had to re-introduce themselves to him ; it 'd been since he was a toddler since he saw a twain of them.

thing got interesting later on. Cindy, always observant, apparently not enough to see Bea and Bella were buff, noticed the female parent and Son behaved differently. It was subtle ; a hired man placement here, a caress there, a hug or peck on the impudence or brim. She noticed one of the mother 's sitting adjacent to her son, her hired hand on his thigh, his arm around her after dinner party. `` They 're like mates, '' Cindy thought. She glanced at Collin. Their eye met, he looked away.

The way they talked to her, asking her questions about Collin and her plan, it made Cindy feel as though they were expecting her and Collin to be Sir Thomas More than mom and son. One son was holding his mom from behind, while she and Cindy talked. He kissed her head and left to grab a soda.

Cindy saw one of the mothers flirt with Collin. She had to hide a laugh, seeing his uneasiness at an older woman sitting on his lap asking about college design while playing with his pilus. He did n't know where to put his workforce on his cousin. So he sat on them.

'' fountainhead you look incredible, '' one of the older boy complimented Cindy later on nearing the end of their conversation. `` I 've been trying to get Mom in the gym more often. But you ; wow. Gorgeous. ``

His female parent joined his English. `` Of course she 's gorgeous too, '' the son hugged her, quickly kissing her lips.

Cindy blushed, seeing him glance over her body. It was mildly inappropriate, but given the character of congenator she apparently had, she did n't mind as much.

They invited Cindy to go out with them that evening - women only. Collin suggested she 'd have fun. In verity, he felt awkward, so did Cindy. They were surrounded by mothers and Logos who were obviously romantically involved. They were the odd couple out. sentence apart to sue it was what they needed.

Cindy brought a apparel just in case. A cousin picked her up, and she left Collin alone with her Friend Bea and Bella.

'' Soooo ? '' Bea said, sitting next to Collin on the sofa. `` How are things with your mom ? ``

'' Uh, mulct. ``

'' We saw the way you looked at her, or barely looked at her, when she left. I 'm guessing all the mammy at the reunification have very special human relationship with their sons. ``

'' How did you know that they - I mean, maybe, that 's the way it seemed. ``

'' Everyone here does it, '' Bella said. `` Including us."

"Huh ?"

The Sister traded smell, stood, and undressed. Collin's mouth hung open up as they started kissing passionately.

*******

Ronnie watched the group of fair sex, one of them he never saw before, sit and drinking in the loud night club. He had it all planned out. He'd take them one-by-one, two at a meter if potential, pilling them up in his SUV, parked near the bum entrance. He watched the grandiloquent one, Cindy, thinking that he might bear problem with her.

He waited and waited, his destiny finally paying off. He nabbed two of them at once. They got too close to him. Ronnie wrapped his huge arms around them, pulling them out of the back door, his hand over their mouths. He punched them, then throwing them in the cover of his SUV.

Ronnie watched four that remained, grow odd, calling their missing cousin-german on the headphone. One of them went outside, Ronnie followed. He took her from behind, his hand over her sassing, knocked her out and tossed her in the back.

He waited and used his Taser on the one-quarter and fifth charwoman when they came outside together. Ronnie snuck back in via the back door and found the sixth and terminal fair sex, sitting alone, wondering if her cousin was ok. They told her they'd be right back.

"Care to trip the light fantastic toe ?"Ronnie smiled, extending his hand to Cindy.

"No thanks,"she answered.

"You sure ?"

"I'm sure."

Ronnie tugged at his putz through his boxershorts."Aww, get along on."

"There's nothing you have that will do me any in force,"Cindy glanced to his fork, grabbed her purse and left.

Ronnie sneered and followed.





-10-

Cindy fell to her articulatio genus, in an alley outside the club, feeling her trunk overtaken by electricity. She shook, her eyes rolled into the rachis of her head, she drooled. The only thought on her mind was Collin.

Ronnie was confused. She did n't slash and flail about like the others. He made the mistake of letting go of the induction to scrutinise her. Cindy sprung up, her hand to Ronnie 's throat, squeezing it as hard as she could. He gasped for air, staring into the aspect of a unwarranted animal ; an animal he injured. He fired a second gear Taser, shocking her again.

She released her grip around his throat and fell to her knees once more. She blacked out and convulsed on the ground, unconscious. Ronnie coughed and rubbed his throat, trying to get air back into his lungs.

'' Ah shit, '' he caught his breath.

He checked his surroundings, bent down, and scooped Cindy up.

'' red cent, you 're heavy, '' he placed her in the lot of woman in the back of his SUV.

Cindy woke up an time of day later, her ankle and wrist bound and tied. She was in a rundown office ; the only illumination rootage was moonlight shining down from a maw in the cap on the other side of the function window.

Cindy counted six large dog crate. Four of them had women, her cousins, crammed into them. Their radiocarpal joint and ankles tied like Cindy's. There was an empty one that Cindy guessed she couldn't fit in. Another was empty too. Its inhabitant was outside the role, on the table, moon brightness level shining down on her, as Brobdingnagian, brawny black man raped her.

The screams shook Cindy from her stupor. Each prison term Ronnie slammed his hammer into her first cousin she screamed out.

"Has he done this to all of you ?"Cindy whispered. She was met by a quiet yes from the street corner crate.

"Ahhh !"she heard her first cousin scream. She was set over the table, Ronnie rightfulness behind her, raping her.

He pulled out, spin out her around, punching her across the case. Ronnie threw her over his shoulder and headed for the office. It was Cindy's turn.

"Good, you're awake,"Ronnie grunted seeing Cindy back away, standing against the wall. Ronnie put her full cousin back in her crate and moved toward Cindy, his big nut sack dangling below his rod.

He backhanded Cindy across her grimace, cutting her lip. He grabbed her by the haircloth and pulled her out of the room.

"You fought back. I'm going to be excess hard on you,"Ronnie turned her around, pushing her down on the table.

Cindy said zilch, she didn't screaming, she remained expressionless, taking in her surroundings.

Ronnie entered her from behind, sliding his turncock all the way in, stretching her out. Cindy remained still, letting him, ignoring the pain. She observed a small desk in the corner. She was capable to make out parts of the desk falling off, rotting away. She saw a dark clod next to it - Ronnie's clothes. The Moon shining down assisted her with seeing rope next to his clothing, and something on the desk. It was small-scale rectangular. She wondered if it was a instrument of some sort for cutting rophy. As Ronnie raped her she thought of a design. She wanted to get over to the desk somehow to get the dick, maybe use it to free the others. Cindy needed to be unchained first.

An minute passed, Ronnie wasn't letting up, giving it to Cindy the hardest and recollective. Moon disappeared behind clouds. Cindy heard hell dust getting louder and louder. As Ronnie raped her, Cindy felt a rain drop solid ground on her back. Then another and several more falling through the fix in the cap. The rain droplets felt nice.

"That's it. Feels decent. I'll make him think I enjoy this,"Cindy thought. more than rain drop kissed her skin and Cindy let out a loud moan.

Ronnie kept going, Cindy moaned again, then looked over shoulder. She did her adept to push back against his never-ending thrusts.

"You like it, bitch ?"Ronnie asked, sweat and now rain pearl falling from him.

"Uh huh,"Cindy moaned again.

"Good. I'll make you all draw a blank your sons. It'll just take sentence,"Ronnie said.

"Yes !"Cindy whimpered."Yes !"

"Ah diddly, that's it baby, palpate that dick owning that pussy,"Ronnie grunted.

"Harder,"Cindy said.

"You want it harder ? You got it,"Ronnie flipped her onto her dorsum. Rain pouring in now.

"Yes !"Cindy cried out."screw me !"

He went on for ten more minutes, thrusting in and out of her. Her pussy was wet now, but not from thinking of Ronnie, but what she'd do to him if freed.

"Ow, ow, my wrists,"Cindy complained.

"You want that circle loosened. I'll be rectify back,"Ronnie's cock slid out of her gawk cunt.

"Hey,"she stopped him."remove the forget me drug and I'll let you fuck me all night. I was wrong at the club."

Ronnie paused ; in his idea he'd defeat her anyway. He shrugged, cut the rope and Cindy grabbed his head teacher bringing him for a long, hard kiss, making bank note of the cutting peter Ronnie set on the level nearby.

She wrapped her weapon system and pegleg around him and he reentered her. They kissed while he bounced her up and down, the rain coming down hard on them now. Cindy decided to do something she hadn't done since she was married - fake an orgasm.

Cindy put on a show too. She flailed backward, screaming with faked pleasure as flashy as she could. The rain poured down on her, Ronnie watching what he thought was something he caused.

"Yes ! Yes !"Cindy cried. She rolled off the table, Ronnie sliding out of her, pretending to be in some variety of orgasmic trance. She quickly grabbed the tool, tucking it under her body.

"I've seen that many times, not as wild as yours, but still respectable,"Ronnie arrogantly watched her crawl to his pile of clothes.

"Take a fracture, I'll keep going in a little bit,"Ronnie said. Cindy reached his clothes, feeling around in the darkened recess for something. She found a remaining Taser in his pants.

"Hey, what are you doing ? Let's get you back over here,"Ronnie made his way to her.

Cindy shot the Taser, but only one-half of the two barbs hit him. It landed in his articulatio humeri, causing him to go to his knee joint. Cindy made her way to the office, her finger on the induction, holding it down, only delivering half the electrical dosage.

She let go, rushing into the way, opening dog crate, cutting rope as fast as she could. Cindy freed her cousin-german just in metre for them to ambuscade Ronnie. He was stunned from the Taser, but not completely paralyse or unconscious.

The pile of woman was pummeling, beating Ronnie, cussing him out. Cindy pulled each of them off him, kicking him, screaming at him, one-by-one. He was left with a bloody poke and a busted lip.

'' Go ! Get help ! '' Cindy ordered.

'' You have to amount with us ! ``

'' Find help ; get home to your Word. I 'll plow him, '' Cindy squeezed her cousin 's shoulder. `` They love and need their moms, just like you love and need them. ``

She turned to Ronnie. He was getting up, wincing in pain.

'' Go ! '' she yelled over her shoulders. `` It 's my turn. ``

Ronnie threw a poke, Cindy ducked and jabbed in his costa. Ronnie threw another, Cindy did the same. On the third gear slug Cindy caught his clenched fist with her deal. She reared back with her free hand as hard as she could and ram down her fist into Ronnie 's costa. She heard a crack.

The next sound Cindy heard was Ronnie bellowing in annoyance, then gasping for air, from his break dance costa. He was on his knee, clutching his side.

Cindy stood, expressionless watching Ronnie crawl away - a big, hulking man, seemingly taken out by a clout. She smirked and walked toward him. Ronnie took a deep breath, gathering as often air as the pain sensation would allow, and quickly punched Cindy in the gut, taking her off guard.

She doubled over, cursing herself for not seeing his attack coming. She did n't take time to see Ronnie 's next attack either. Gathering all the air in his lungs, sending oxygen to his muscles, he squatted, grabbed Cindy and tossed her over his huge shoulders.

She landed directly on the fall apart down, damaged area of the floor. All 150 pounds of heftiness of the six-foot-tall woman crashed through it and fell to the first floor near the entrance of the warehouse. Ronnie looked through the hole, barely able-bodied to realise out her body in fetal position.

He fell to his knee once more, in torture. `` I 'm going bury that beef. ``

Ronnie, struggling to breath, limped down the sword stair. He grabbed his spadeful, then a hand full of Cindy 's hair's-breadth. `` Bury this beef, '' he could barely whisper. He dragged her cut up and bruised, unconscious body out into the mud, toward the grave he dug earlier.





-11-

Bea and Bella were on either side of Collin, naked, sharing ice cream, taking a break from their incestuous show. They occasionally fed him a bite.

"Hey, uh, it's getting variety late. Shouldn't Mom be back by now ?"he asked.

"It's ok,"Bella patted Collin's thigh."They are probably having a great time."

"Yeah, maybe a little boozing, saltation, who knows. I'm certainly she's fine,"Bea added.

In that take moment, Ronnie was pushing a mixture of malicious gossip and mud from the pile next to the grave onto to Cindy's body. He managed to spread over her feet, legs, stomach, chest with a layer ; her feet and legs covered the most. He covered one-half her face and had to stop. The bother in his ribs was too much. Ronnie went to his genu, the rain pouring down on him, and focusing on external respiration. He was exhausted but his angriness would ram him to complete his task and get away.

individual else's anger was driving them. Cindy's eyes opened in the grave accent. They darted around, figuring out where she was. She saw Ronnie, his book binding to her, struggling, clutching his side. Cindy pulled her arm out of the heavy stain and mud, brushing it first away from her face, spitting some out of her mouth. She sat up in the tomb, poop falling off her shoulder and titty. With her other arm disengage now, she pushed and moved her stage, allowing herself to prove. Standing in the tomb, ignoring the annoyance in her head, she stared at Ronnie.

He was mumbling to himself, coughing, spitting up blood line. Cindy turned around and climbed out of the tomb. She walked around it toward Ronnie. He caught movement in his peripheral vision, turning to look her.

"No !"he reached for the spadeful, swinging it at Cindy. She caught the weak swing with her right field bridge player and yanked the shovelful away from him. She head-butted Ronnie in the face, causing him misstep and fall backward.

This was the point at which her rage truly consumed her. She could've walked away, waiting for the police to go far. Instead, she thought of this man's plan to learn her and others away from their Logos. She didn't think about incest, or Collin possibly causing her to cum - she only thought about him being the person she loved most, and Ronnie was going to admit her from him.

She circled him, planning her adjacent motility, the rain causing bloodline and mud to drip from her.

"Get up,"She ordered. Ronnie shook his head, backing away.

"I said get up !"Cindy pulled him to his feet.

"Just, just let me go,"Ronnie pleaded."You've won."

"No I haven't. Not yet !"Cindy kicked his knee joint in as hard as she could, causing it to reverse. Ronnie roared in pain, falling to the basis. Cindy circled him again.

He held his arm up, begging her to stop. Cindy reached down, grabbing his left arm, flipping him on to his stomach, and pulling his arm behind him. She pulled his huge arm as hard as she could."Break !"she ordered.

"pause !"she grit her teeth and pulled his mitt back toward his articulatio humeri sword and beyond. Finally, she heard a ginger nut and a pop, followed by gasping for air. She released her clasp and continued circling Ronnie.

She watched him pull himself along the mud with his working arm, inching along toward the shovel ; as if he could do anything now.

Cindy lunged at him, mounting him and proceeded to slam her fist repeatedly into his face. She was like some kind of cage fighter, except there was no referee to pull her off him.

His nose broke, his buttock and sassing were cut, teeth were knocked out, his eyes cut, and swollen shut.

When Cindy's metacarpophalangeal joint seared with pain, she squatted over Ronnie, and hammered the side of meat of her fists onto his grimace, throat, and thorax over and over. She was like a chimp that turned on their trainer. Except there was no zoo employee to take her down.

When her hands became too sore, Cindy stood, and proceeded to stamp her heels into Ronnie's dead body as hard as she could. She heard More ribs snap. She saw him cat more ancestry and the contents of his intestine. His body was a broken chain reactor of mush. She stood over his grimace, now totally unrecognizable, and brought her knee up as gamey as she could. She slammed her foot down onto his face with all her might. Cindy pulled her heel out of what remained of his look. Her and his descent covered it, immix with some of his teeth.

Cindy looked to his lifeless body, his thorax still, and felt the craze subside. roar and lightning crackled in the space. Cindy caught her breathing space."Fuck you."

She went to her genu, and then rolled to her backrest in the mud, exhausted. She heard sirens in the distance. Cindy never shot anyone while on responsibility, never Tazered anyone, never had to use her baton, but that Night in the rain, she killed a man with her bare hands.

The Delilah grew louder and louder with each second. She closed her center thinking of Collin. She'd see him soon.

A present moment later she was surrounded by EMTs. Her full cousin broke through."Ma'am you'll indigence to stick around back,"they pulled her away from Cindy.

"We told them everything, all about what he did here,"her cousin said while being pulled away. Cindy nodded and sat up. She pushed the EMTs away and stood. They draped a towel over her body.

"Ma'am we need to check you over,"one of them said.

Cindy didn't reply, instead walking toward a constabulary police officer."I need to see to my son,"she demanded.

"Ma'am we need a statement from you. We need to corroborate your story with theirs,"he said.

"I understand that and I will get together. But I need to see my son. We aren't staying far from here. We're near the beach, a few miles away. All I need is fifteen minutes. Let me cascade and check on him. You can force me there and time lag for me."

"Ma'am I don't -"

"I'm an officeholder too. In Tampa Bay, formerly LAPD. I've never been a dupe until today. Please, labor me to my son. fifteen minutes. I'll be in and out,"Cindy said, the officeholder trying his safe not to glance at her raw body.

The officer looked around, looking to the early abducted women. `` Alright. All their statements have been given. They all said you stayed behind so they could get avail. I 'll take you to your son, go ahead jibe on him, get cleaned up and derive back out to my car. fifteen bit. ``

'' Thank you, '' Cindy said.

She sat naked in the back of his car, warming herself with the EMT-provided towels.



-12-

"Ah yes ! Yes !"Bea and Bella were in the middle of the animation room floor, scissoring in front of Collin. His sass open as he watched the babe fuck.

"Mmm,"Bea pounced on Bella, kissing her. They rolled around on the floor for Collin. Their kissed ended and they sat next to him, naked, kissing his cheeks.

"trade good huh ?"Bea asked.

"Wow,"he whispered.

"I love her snatch. I love your mom's too,"Bea said.

"Are you nice and voiceless ?"Bella asked.

"Uh,"Collin glanced to his crotch.

"Want to take up his cock with me ?"Bella asked.

"Bella, no. Let's let his mom do that,"Bea said.

"Awww,"Bella frowned.

"It's invite, but Cindy should first, not us. Maybe we can after they get it on."

"Sure,"Bella shrugged."I could use a dip in the puddle,"Bella spoke up."Want to skinny dip with us ?"

"Uh, no thanks, I'm going to wait for Mom to get here."

"What a sweetie,"Bella kissed his impudence and hopped off the couch.

"Two women, Sister, naked and wanting you to go skinny dipping. You'd rather wait for your mother,"Bea said."I think that's wonderful."

She joined Bella, grabbing her hand, heading out back for a dip in the pool.

Collin sighed, trying to calm his erection. His clod hurt from the incestuous show Bea and Bella performed for him. He wondered where his mom was.

A few here and now later, his concern was relieved. A tall, naked, fit woman, her hair moistness, her skin muddy and bloody, practically burst through the front door."My room. Five minutes,"she glared.

He gulped watching her nude person trunk quickly move by him. Cindy went straight to her cascade, washing off dirt and blood. She only had XV minutes to check on Collin. The police officer waiting in the drive would come to the door when time was up.

Cindy took ten minutes to wash out herself. It was fine - she only needed five second with Collin. She found him waiting on the bed when she exited the shower and can, soaking wet, not bothering to dry off.

"Mom, are you -"Collin stood to greet her. He was interrupted by her mouth on his.

"Undress,"she said, after a passionate buss, pulling his shirt off.

"Mom, wait,"he squirmed.

"No. No waiting. I only have a few moment to show you how a good deal I love you,"Cindy said, flinging his shirt over her shoulder. She helped him jerk his trunks off, not bothering with any foreplay.

She pushed Collin on the bed before he could step out of his shorts and boxers. Cindy mounted him, squatting over him, looking to his face. She didn't think about using her son to cum. The only thing she thought of was how much she loved him and how frightful it would've been if they were separated forever - like what Ronnie intended to do.

"Collin,"Cindy grabbed the base of his erect pecker, holding it to the entering of its soon-to-be habitation."I love you."

With that she impaled herself on his cock, coming down on him with all her body system of weights, sending his shaft as cryptical as it could go. Cindy nearly passed out.

She saw her son looking at her, a look of jolt mixed with delight on his side. Cindy was trembling, affectionateness racing, having trouble breathing.

"Y-yes,"she struggled to whisper. She felt light building inside her.

She lifted off her son, and impaled herself again."Yes,"she said a little louder.

Once Sir Thomas More she squatted up and came down on his pecker."Yes !"she cried out, the light inside her growing more and more, spreading to every part of her eubstance, radiating warmth and pleasure.

"Yes !"she screamed out. She was cumming.

She squatted a couple more time, her entire trunk felt tingly. Her cunt contracted and trembled. Cindy looked into her son's face, ineffectual to pass off or speak.

It grew and grew. The impulse, throbbing intuitive feeling, like magma pushing out of a volcano. Her orgasm erupted.

"C, Co,"she gasped for air, euphoria setting in.

"Ahhh !"She arched her back, pleasure flowing in every mineral vein, the opinion of visible light pouring out of her body.

With one net loud, soulful moan, Cindy ejaculated, squirting and spraying her juice all over Collin.

She collapsed on top of him, shaking, out-of-breath, her body touch like jelly.

It was so quick. Cindy climaxed so quickly with him, just like she did the second base she birthed him all those years ago.

Collin gulped, the feeling was amazing, and he almost came from it, but he somehow, miraculously didn't.

"Wow,"he breathed. His female parent let out another long moan.

A few minutes passed, Cindy knew their time was up - at least for a few 60 minutes. She was kissing him, lying on top of Collin, the law officer banging on the face room access."I have to go,"she said in between candy kiss."I love you so much."

Collin sat up, bringing her with him, still kissing."I love you too."

"I don't know if I can stand. Or walk."

"Mom, I'll help,"he said. Cindy rolled off him, his rooster popped out of her.

He wobbled over to her suitcase, picking out a random top and short pants, having problem standing as well.

"Here,"he tossed her the clothes.

"Mmm, I can't. I can't,"Cindy moaned, rubbing herself all over.

Cindy grabbed her shorts, pulling them up to her waist. He sat his mother up ; she kissed at his tum and thorax while he assisted with putting her shirt on.

"When I get back, you're mine. I need you in me,"Cindy said. Collin nodded, pulling her to her understructure. They kissed once more than, Cindy holding him tight.

He grabbed some shorts and a tee shirt, and then helped her walk out. He propped her against the front door, making out while the cop waiting patiently. The bell rang, he knocked again.

"Go, I'll be here for you when you get back,"Collin said.

"Can't wait."

She opened the door, looking over her shoulder, smiling at her fan. She blew her son a kiss, and grabbed the cop's arm. He gave her a look and walked her to the dorsum of his car.

The EMT's checked her over once more ; her cuts were modest, not needing stitches. Before her orgasm with Collin, her entire physical structure was in pain from her evenfall and subsequent battle with Ronnie. An hour after the essence of climaxing for the first time in over XVIII old age had worn off, the hurting started to return. Her men hurt the most, but they would wound up and heal. She also had signs of a nestling concussion.

Cindy gave her news report to the police ; it was the same as the others, only slightly different.

Cindy stayed behind so they could witness helper. She fought Ronnie, after initially injuring him ; he got the upper mitt. She woke up in a tomb with dirt on her. Adrenaline took over and they fought once more. She beat him to death. That was all the police needed to know. She left out one detail of how serious it felt hearing his ivory crack or seeing his aspect turn into an unrecognisable mess.

Several watcher at the club were interviewed too, noting Ronnie's suspicious behavior.

She thanked the police officer for letting her check on Collin. She uncharacteristically gave him a hug. He cleared his throat and awkwardly patted her back. Cindy was in the topper mood she's ever been in.

When Cindy was dropped off by the police officer, she opened the front end doorway, Bella and Bea were kissing on the couch ; she smiled at them and headed to bed.





-13-

"Mom,"Collin, in boxers and a t-shirt, sat up in bed."Everything ok ?"

"Perfect. How about you ?"

"I'm good."

Cindy sat next to him, grabbing his hand."I mean about earlier. About us having sex."

"Right. It was, it was -"

"Incredible ?"

"Yeah. Incredible. Kinda quick though."

"Collin, sweetie, do you call back you and I could carry on doing that ? Only if you want to of course."

Collin looked her over, his oculus landing on her grinning,"I think we could."

"Wonderful. I'm going to shower again. I feel like I still have dried mud somewhere on me,"Cindy giggled. I'll be right out. We'll study it real slow this time."

Collin nodded.

"We can explore each other's bodies."

"Yes,"he nodded once more.

"Great,"Cindy kissed his cheek and made her way to the john. She undressed without closing the door. Collin watched her fret up behind the clear shower door.

"Wow,"his whispered, watching her mitt trail over her fit body and big breasts.

Cindy dried off this metre. There was no urging to check on her son, to show him how a good deal she loved him or to cum - she was simply there for him.

Collin looked her up and down. She played with his hair, standing before him.

"Are you in pain ?"he asked."You have some cuts and bruises."

"A concussion too. But I'll be fine. feel unloosen to buss my wounds if you want - or buss wherever you want."

"I don't know where to start."

"Bea and Bella like to osculate on these,"Cindy cupped her boob."Then make their way down. But you do whatever you want. I have a feeling, since you're all I need I won't be having sex with them as much. At some point I may cast away you to those Friedrich August Wolf - but I want you all to myself for a while."

Collin sat staring at her body.

"Here,"Cindy reached for his script, placing them on her tummy."Relax, explore. We didn't get a chance earlier ; I was pressed for time. I really needed you though. I still do."

Cindy moved his hands up her toned midsection to her knocker."There we go,"she smiled watching Collin gently squeeze them.

"We're moving here,"Cindy said.

"We are ?"Collin glanced to her face, still massaging her breasts.

"Yep. We'll live here with them for a spell. Maybe even stay with our relatives some. Since they are all like this,"Cindy gestured to herself and Collin.

She felt her torso frisson when Collin rubbed her teat. He licked his lips as he did."Go ahead. Suck them,"Cindy placed her hired man behind his headspring, arching her back.

When his mouth made contact with her tit, nursing from them, sucking and licking the nipple, Cindy nearly climaxed there. Her middle fluttered, her neck arched, she moaned,"He's better than everyone at that."

"Hmm ?"Collin asked, taking a tit out of his mouth.

"I said you're substantially than everyone that has sucked them."

"But I'm not doing anything. Am I ? Just licking and sucking."

"I know,"Cindy smiled."Get naked, please."

Cindy went to her back. Collin, now nude, started with her foot, kissing and licking them. He worked his way up her stage, kissing her inner thighs.

"It's yours,"Cindy said, spreading her peg, revealing her pussy."Eat it as long as you want. If I squirt again, don't be afraid."

Collin wasn't afraid. He happily dive in, licking and eating out her pussy. Cindy orgasmed several multiplication in that many instant. Each time she sprayed her succus all over her son's aspect. Collin laughed, his boldness drenched and dripping.

He licked his way over her tummy, breasts, cervix, finding her mouth. She loved the taste of herself on his tongue.

On top of her, with one purpose, to fill her with his seed, Collin entered her. Cindy came within minute again, Collin a little later. When he ejaculated, his cock pumping her to the full of cum, she climaxed too. Both of them together, staring into one another's eyes, their cries of pleasure heard throughout the house.

Collin rested. They said nothing, only kissed tenderly. When Collin was ready to go again, he got behind Cindy, licking all over her ass, fingering her from behind, giving her another orgasm.

He paused when he entered her, running his hands all over her back. Cindy looked over her shoulder at him, another orgasm on the way. She didn't see the root to her problem, she didn't see the one man that could wee-wee her cum, she saw the one man she loved more than any someone in the world.

Her younger, wonderful man smiled at her and bent over to osculate along her back.

He went to one stifle, grabbed her hips and mated with a skinny perpetual climaxing woman - his mother.





-14-

The slept well into the afternoon the next day.

When they woke up, there was a note, written by Bea, saying they were at the beach and breakfast was in the icebox to warm up up.

They made passion in the cascade, dried off afterward and finally put some clothes on. Bea and Bella were home by then, walking around naked.

Cindy and Collin held hands, walking into the bread and butter room.

"fountainhead ?"Bea asked."I take it those orgasms we were listening to all night weren't faked, right ?"

Cindy smiled, blushed, and kissed Collin on the cheek.

"We're going to hang out with some of the family down the street. Probably have dinner there,"Collin said. Cindy squeezed his hand. They left two, naked, sisters smiling at the well-chosen couple.

This time Cindy and Collin behaved just like all the early mom and son duet that lived there. Cindy's script rested on Collin's thigh, with his arm around her, just like her cousins did with their sons.

Everyone was very well. There were minor injuries but none required hospital stays.

After dinner, Cindy led Collin behind the theatre to suck his cock. She was on her human knee, slobbering all over his hawkshaw, when a cousin walked in on her.

"Oops, I'm sorry ! Carry on,"she said, leaving them be.

After Collin's eyes fluttered, his cock shooting its shipment down Cindy's throat. She stood, wiped her mouth and thanked her son.

One cousin drank too very much, got naked and jumped into the swimming syndicate. Her son followed courtship. Soon the other mothers were stripping down and jumping in. Their boy, some reluctant, joined too.

Cindy removed her top, flung her bra off, and stood, extending her hand."Want to ?"

"Oh, no that's fine, I'm respectable,"Collin looked behind her, seeing the family, people that neither he nor his mother knew too well, playing, laughing, kissing.

"We'll get to bang them expert. They're family after all,"Cindy stepped out of her boxers and thong. Collin watched her diving into the pool.

One of the other sons found her when she emerged from the below the airfoil. He tickled her position, then playfully cupped her bosom. Cindy spun around and hopped into his arms.

He swam to the pool's edge, squeezing and sucking on Cindy's tits.

"Uh oh, Collin, better come deliverance your mom,"he called over his shoulder."I might not gift her back !"

Cindy waved to Collin to enrol the pool. He laughed, ineffectual to resist her, stripped and jumped in.

"Here you go,"the former son said, handing Cindy over to Collin, his own mother finding him.

"pretend It's just you and me in here,"Cindy straddled him. Collin held her up and they began kissing - just like the former couples.

The kitty died down, there was no more playing and splashing. The simply phone heard was kissing, moaning, and female parent on their son. Cindy guided Collin inside her, officially joining the orgy.

"I think we're going to love support here,"Cindy said before kissing him passionately.

"I think so too, Mom,"Collin ended the kiss. Cindy and son gazed lovingly into one another's eyes.

The end .