generator 's Note : This is the final police matron story. This is Cindy 's third base story in the series. She 's a cleaning woman ineffective to orgasm. You do n't have got to read her get-go two account - where she tries charwoman, then black-market men - but this one is her final exam effort to cum. As with the early incest stories in this serial, this one is crimson. There aren't any explosion or gunfire like the others, but this babe of viciousness gets quite physical.



-1-

Ronnie sat alone in his apartment, naked, pumping his big Black person cock. He wasn't horny, he was angry. Thoughts of the countless ashen women he and his brother have had coursed through his mind. In the past times year or so, things changed. The amount of charwoman throwing themselves at him decreased ; these women seemed to opt individual else.

Ever since he moved to Charleston, he noticed more and more strange occurrent. All the woman that lived near him, who he saw regularly on the beach, didn't notice him much. They were hanging around untried, not as caramel, and not as gigantically muscular as Ronnie, men - their sons.

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

Sitting there jacking off, pleasuring himself for the outset time in years, Ronnie thought about the near never-ending watercourse of sex he had daily. He thought about the utmost woman he had sex with - Stephanie.

It was respective hebdomad ago. The blonde was walking with another womanhood and her son along the beach. Ronnie watched her hug the adult female and kiss her son adieu. They departed and Stephanie continued her walking alone.

Ronnie couldn't remember what he said to her. Something about the conditions, something about her bikini, maybe he introduced himself at that first confluence. 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 nighttime - it'd been quite a while since he had snatch. Not knowing when or if he'd get any again, he barely managed to successfully have a go at it her all night long.

Sucking on her titty, as his orgasm subsided ; Stephanie thanked him and stated she had to go. She informed Ronnie her son would be home soon from a short, out-of-town trip. She didn't say she was her son's lover, but the way she said it, made Ronnie agnize she was using him just like she'd use a dildo as a masturbation technique. This woman wasn't becoming addicted to him, she wasn't going to pass on anyone for him ; she wasn't going to show up the succeeding night begging for his fateful 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 comrade was.

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

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

Ronnie continued masturbating, thinking of his architectural plan. He looked to his left seeing several newly ordered Tasers, still in their box. He was going to do this right. There'd be no mistakes, no car shipwreck. He would face for women and adopt them from their sons.

*******

In Tampa, Cindy lost numeration of how many puncher to the kickboxing bag she did. When her allow for arm tired, she switched to her rightfield, punching until exhaustion. Next were her branch. number 1 the left hand then right, kicking over and over until she couldn't stand.

"Cindy,"her kickboxing instructor interrupted her, over an hour after division ended."Go home,"he looked upward at the near six ft improbable brunette.

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

"Please. I'm afraid you won't have any legs to kick with at my next course of instruction,"he joked."Is everything ok ? You've been staying late for a few month now."

"Fine. Just need to remedy stress,"Cindy told a one-half truth.

Her instructor shrugged and greeted a few students for the next division. A few bit later, Cindy stopped her kicks, caught her breath, grabbed her bag, and left.

On the way abode, after a long day on her patrol route, then her kickboxing class, Cindy thought about how near a shower bath would feel. Afterward, she'd start out her near nightly masturbation rite. She would choose from her immense collection of anal beads, dildos, and vibrators - all of varying sizes from pocket-sized to massive.

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

She felt Collin was inbuilt to an takings she was having. In the exhibitioner, she rinsed off and lathered up her fatigue muscleman, moaning slightly when she held her knocker, running her pollex over her raise nipples.

Cindy rubbed her clit thought process of the last sexual climax she had - 18 year ago.

It was a rarefied, but possible, phenomena ; having an orgasm during childbearing. Cindy moaned a little louder thinking about it in the hot shower. She was pushing her baby out, her mother and nurses cheering her on. She felt something edifice, tingling, and electrocution, possibly due to her vagina being stretched out. She didn't know or care ; she simply recalled how good it felt, approaching two tenner ago.

She gave parturition, vociferation of joy and pleasure, her body radiating orgasmic wafture after she delivered Collin. It was her first and finish orgasm.

Her union fell apart, psychiatrist didn't service, and MD didn't help as nothing physically wrong with her was found.

The moment passed in the shower. Cindy's thoughts returned to her coming month. She rinsed her hair thinking of her and Collin traveling to Charleston, Dixieland Carolinas for two cause. One was a phratry reunion she agreed to go to. She hardly ever saw those cousin, rarely ever sending scorecard or visiting during the vacation, but something inside her made her say"sure, why not,"when invited to the reunion. She put in her prison term off petition at the precinct and looked forward to this trip - not to see her relatives, but to see her irregular reason.

Several min later, Cindy was on the telephone with her second reason.

"Rub that pussy,"her best friend, 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 carrottop, Bea said, having just moved to the like field as Cindy's congener."I can't waiting to idolize your body."

"Mmm,"Cindy rubbed her clitoris faster. It felt nifty, 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 cleaning woman, hoping an orgasm would come from it. Bea offered herself to her booster. Sadly, that didn't work either. Since then, they've been roommates, having daily sex up until Bea moved to capital of West Virginia 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.

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

"It's very well, Bea. This is how it is. I'm not designed to have an orgasm,"Cindy said, gloominess 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 opine about when you masturbate ?"Bea asked.

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

There was a intermission on the early lineage ; Cindy heard Bea's muffled representative, talking to someone in the room. There was giggling, Cindy assumed it was Bea's sister.

"What about Collin ?"Bea asked.

"What about him ?"

"Well, his giving birth caused you to climax. 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 suggestion ?"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 birth gave you an orgasm ; maybe that was a polarity that he is the merely one that could."

"That's illegal, mad -"

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

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

In Bea's bedroom, she smiled at her naked sister, 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 cunt - almost nightly sisterly incest would ensue.

Cindy picked a tumid 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 teddy bear. As she drifted off to sleep, an paradigm 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 bedroom, couldn't assistance but think Bea might be on to something - something wrong and contrary, but something indeed. Maybe not only was Collin's nascency key, but he himself was.

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

Restless, light sleep eventually found Cindy. Bea's mesmerism echoed in her mind.





-2-

The side by side day Cindy responded to a domestic help noise margin call at a trailer park. She followed communications protocol and called for backup, waiting patiently for it to arrive. It happened to be the Captain of the precinct. When he arrived, they nodded to one another and walked toward the house trailer in question.

"We ain't hurtin'nobody !"a heavy, corpulence womanhood, wearing only a nightgown yelled at Cindy a few minutes later.

When she answered the door, it was easy for the ship's officer to smell the fastball of marijuana. They asked if they could record the home, a suddenly, small-scale man only wearing boxers told his wife to"let them in, we ain't got naught to hide."

As they entered, Cindy saw him frantically attempt to blot out his marijuana bags.

Cindy pointed it out and an disputation 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 careful with him !"his huge wife yelled. Cindy cuffed him and helped him to his feet.

"This is the privacy of our home ! 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 senior pilot's patrol car.

She broke free of his grip and ran off, Cindy was close plenty to put out her foot and trip the declamatory piece of trailer park trash."Oops,"Cindy grinned, receiving a thank you from her Captain.

*******

That Night Cindy pulled a large dildo out of her, once again thought process of her hold up sexual climax during Collin's parturition. She was on the speech sound with Bea who just came off an sexual climax herself. Cindy waited for Bea to arrest her breath.

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

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

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

"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, Princess of Wales. You're large,"Bea giggled on the early end.

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

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

"You know ? It'd be in common soldier, just you and him, enjoying it. A victimless law-breaking,"Bea continued.

"Like pot."

"Huh ?"

"We arrested a couple today. They were smoking pot in their preview. The wife said something like about smoking."

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

"Yeah."

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

"It'd be psychological pain. We'd be hurting each early that way - guilty conscience, shame over what we did."

"Not unless you talk to him first, tell him your berth, ask if he can facilitate. Who knows ? He may be interested. If not, well, at least you tried,"Bea encouraged her friend.

They ended their birdsong a few moments later, Cindy cutting Bea off, thanking her, telling her she needs sleep. Cindy rolled over, once again holding a huge dildo like a chemise bear. She wondered about Collin's receptiveness to incest. She assumed he'd be sickened by it. Moving to her dorsum, Cindy couldn't helper but think that she herself wouldn't be sickened by it. It'd be damage, atrocious, trashy, but she wouldn't be grossed out by him.

After their vociferation, Bea entered the shower bath, joining her sister, grabbing and squeezing a breast.

"Any destiny ?"Bella asked.

"Nope. It'll take aim prison term I suppose."

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

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

"Mmm,"Bella deeply kissed her babe."Can't wait to get her in bed with us again."

"One-on-one seance, first. Remember ? I wished I could make her cum."

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

*******

Ronnie unlocked and slid open a magnanimous door to an abandoned storage warehouse. He was capable to lay down a deal with the dimension possessor, lying about his design for renovating it for them to betray. He was surprised he pulled it off. He'd been eyeing the building for a while, driving by it, peeking in some of the bureau windows that weren't boarded up. The warehouse itself was just outside of townspeople, not far from creeks and marshlands.

He tugged at his big black pecker, walking around the composite, taking note of its inside. He walked up a steel staircase to the second floor. Ronnie surmised storage warehouse managers sat up there, overlooking the adroitness, long, long ago.

There was a large hole in the roof. Ronnie could see where rain poured in. There was urine damage on the floor of the instant story overlook. He could see floor boards rotting away. Ronnie looked up through a hole in the ceiling adjacent, fluffy, white clouds visible against the low sky. He saw a raspberry's nest near the hole situated on a beam.

He whipped his putz out and casually stroked himself, thinking of his plans. He decided to bring the women to this indorse story overlook field. The business office is where their Cage would be. Ronnie thought about setting up a dewy-eyed table in the middle of the overlook. This would be where he would ravish them. Standing against the railing, looking over the empty warehouse, Ronnie decided when he was done, this would be where he would hang them, one-by-one, with his belt.





-3-

The side by side nighttime, Cindy's bed was slamming against the wall. She was riding the braggart dildo she owned."Come on !"she closed her center, grit her teeth, fucking the dildo as hard as she could.

She didn't maintenance if she woke Collin."Come on !"she thought of an climax traveling through her body. Nothing happened.

Cindy went to her spinal column, grabbing the root word of the dildo, plunging it in and out of her"semen on !"She thought of Collin being born, the pleasure radiating through her. Nothing happened.

That led to bingle persuasion. Collin on top of her ; his stopcock plunging in and out of her instead of the dildo. Cindy's eye's blastoff open, she stopped fucking herself. For a split second she thought she felt something - something incredible brought on by thoughts of her son.

"No,"she whispered, pulling the dildo out, tossing it aside. Her mitt traveled up her tum, 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 future night. `` How are affair progressing ? You 'll be here soon for your family reunion. opine you and Collin will be a couple by then ? ``

'' Ha ! A mates ? First it was just sleeping with him, now you 're suggesting we 'd be a duad ? '' 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 with him. I do n't see how it could be a one-time thing. If I had to infer, he 's the key to making you cum again, therefore, you 'll be his adult female. ``

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

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


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

'' Wait ! I 've failed you two prison term. Both of my suggestions for things to try have failed. This is my third and final proposition. I feel that if you and Collin become lover, not just mom and son, you will have an coming every time you two make passion. He gave you one when he was born. ``

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

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

'' That sounded practiced, '' a nude Bella entered the room, after stepping out of the exhibitioner, crawling onto the bed. `` But you and I are n't a dyad. ``

'' You and I are n't mom and son. We 're babe who have sex with one another. Now shut up and turn over me that slit, bitch, '' Bea said.

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

Cindy paced back and Forth River in her room. This entire idea from Bea had been swimming in her creative thinker 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 the right way ? What if Collin gives me an orgasm from sex for the first prison term ? ``

Cindy sat on the edge of her bed, `` What if we became lovers ? No. This is pillock. I 'm dire, that 's all. ``

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

*******

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

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

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

'' Oh, hi, '' Cindy glanced over her shoulder to her son, a duo inches brusk than her.

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

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

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

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

'' Hmm ? ``

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

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

Cindy played with his haircloth, touched his impudence, thinking how smashing of a son he 's been. She stopped, assuming Bea 's suggestion was messing with her mind.

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

'' Something unseasonable ? '' Collin asked with a look of vexation on his face.

'' variety of. Nothing major or life threatening. Frustrating if anything, '' Cindy smiled.

'' Oh. Uh, well, trusted, you can talk to me about whatever you want. ``

'' Ok, let 's heat up some leftovers. We 'll chat after dinner. ``

*******

Ronnie purchased various dog crate designed for heavy breed. He reasoned an adult cleaning woman would fit in them. It'd be cramped and horribly uncomfortable. He didn't care. He would tie their radiocarpal joint together so they couldn't let themselves out.

The dog crateful were lining the back wall of the run-down office on the secondment level. Ronnie positioned a table several feet away from the door, directly under the large kettle of fish in the roof. He'd deliver his fun with them there, reminding them of what they are missing out on, what he can offer them.

Ronnie inspected the watery arena in the floor, lightly stepping on it, observing how comfortable it gave away. He made sure as shooting to forfend the area, lest he wanted to strike through to the first floor.

His pallid little area, where he would take mothers and keep them, hurt them, hang them, then forget them was turning out quite nicely.





-4-

"So, you wanted to lecture 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 correct back,"Cindy headed to the kitchen, searching for any booze they had. She found some vodka Bea left a few months ago. Cindy opened and poured herself a shooting. Downing it quickly, she poured another shot, then finally a third.

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

"Something wrong ?"he asked.

"I want, or need, to spill the beans to you about something I've been going through my altogether animation. Only a couplet doctors and Bea and Bella know about it."

"Mom, are you sure null is wrong."

"It's ok. It's zippo life sentence threatening, nix serious, it's just,"Cindy paused."Somewhat sad."

"Mom,"Collin placed his hired man on hers.

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

"We're both adult now. You're eighteen, you know how the birds and the bees work. The issue I've had my integral spirit 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 coming. I'm unable to have 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 motivation to go into inside information. 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 thing. I've lecture to MD, nothing is physically incorrect with me. I even met briefly with a shrink. I didn't like it, so I stopped. And, well, Bea and I became adumbrate, hoping that would do it. Nothing worked,"Cindy explained.

"fountainhead, I don't know what to distinguish you. I'm sorry about your issuance with that stuff though."

"It's fine. I wanted to let you lie with that while I can't have one, I have had one. Only one. The only orgasm I've ever had was a fiddling over eighteen class 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 eyes widened."Um, wow. Ok."

"It's rare, but apparently it's been known to happen - women having an sexual climax during childbirth. Bea has been trying to assist me, offering suggestions, things like that. She even,"Cindy gave a fake laugh."She even said you were the cause of the orgasm and maybe you'd be the but soul 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 sexual climax if we uh -"

"Did it ?"

"Right. 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 orgasm. I think she was drunkard or something,"Cindy tried to make it voice like Bea wasn't sober, even though she was.

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

"I know. rattling crazy."

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

"She wanted me to remember about it. I can't believe it, but I actually did. I guess that's what'll pass off after XVIII years 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 faulty 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 babble out to you about it. In case you ever see me in a bad modality or acting strange or excited, you'll know what's mostly in all probability 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 bottle of vodka and went to her bedroom.

An hour later, after several enceinte chugs of vodka, Cindy stood in front of her privy mirror in a matching contraband bra and lash. She smiled at herself and retrieved a pillowcase. She left her room and headed to Collin's.

She knocked on the door a couplet times. Collin opened it seeing a tall, muscular woman with a pillowcase over her head.

"Well ?"Cindy asked."If I cover my face, would it make it well-off ?"

Collin laughed and pulled the slip off her head.

"I figured if I was wearing it, you couldn't see my face and it'd be easygoing for you."

"Mom, your side is just alright. It looks great,"he glanced at her soundbox."All of you looks great. You could pass for wonder cleaning lady - just like Bea says."

"Thank you. Maybe we could just hang up out. Watch a moving-picture show or something,"Cindy suggested, extending her arm.

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

They ate ice pick, Cindy still in her underwear, sitting against her son. After the movie ended, empty cartonful of ice cream next to them, Collin spoke up.

"You know, you do wait cracking. I was serious,"he said.

"Collin,"Cindy smiled, touching his facial expression."That means a lot coming from you. Thank you."

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

"I'm just glad I've had you in my spirit all these age. You've been wonderful,"Cindy said.

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

"Weird. I know. I wouldn't strength it on you,"Cindy said.

"I mean, do you want me to ?"

Cindy sat up, her mitt 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 mitt, and they headed to their bedrooms.

"I love you, Collin,"Cindy was hugging him at her doorway."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 G-string to take out it down, removing it, when she saw Collin watching her. She stopped, smiling at him.

"Sorry,"he blushed."Goodnight."

*******

The next day Cindy was kicking the bag over and over again. This clip it wasn't out of anger and pent up defeat, but out of hopefulness, determination, and overall happiness. She felt like a weight had been lifted by telling Collin of her climax problem. His reaction of not being thoroughly grossed out by Bea's suggestion, plus the expression he gave her when they said goodnight, made Cindy mean her son might actually entertain the estimate of incest. Her own intellection toward it, while still feeling it was wrong and sick of, 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 family. As he suspected they were with their sons. He saw a group of brunette, in their bikini, with untried men, playing volleyball game, playing in the ocean, or sitting with each other. He heard a few of the guys call out"mom"here and there while addressing them. He saw an sometime brunette handing out sandwiches, in a motherly fashion, to youthful hombre. They all had dark hair ; he presumed they were her nephews. He didn't know for sure, but he watched them all afternoon.

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





-5-

"Energy Department this harm ?"Cindy asked, sitting on top of Collin, rubbing his book binding the next 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 dainty to see Bea and Bella."

"Yeah, I guess."

"Our family too. It's been many years since I've seen them. I was kinda of scandalise they reached out to me to take in us to this reunion. I'm more than looking forward to seeing Bea and Bella though."

"Yeah, we're near with them I guess,"Collin closed his optic, enjoying his female parent'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 score 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 happen ? How would it chance ?"

"Uh, are you talking bird and bee's stuff ?"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 particular date ?"

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

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

"right wing. That's one option. Or we could be Sir Thomas More affectionate with each other. Maybe some buss here and there,"She jabbed at his side.

"Ha, right."

"It's a lot to conceive 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 incorrect up here,"Cindy pointed to her point."The medico have examined me and run trial. They have found zilch wrong with my contribution down there. Everything kit and boodle normally, aught strange. So it must be something in my head. When I gave birth to you, maybe I was so overjoy to see you, my mind 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 graphic 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 breath."It's so awry and outlandish. I'd be afraid you'd hate me or I'd hatred 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 finger if you and I had sex ? Would you experience 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 womanhood. If I didn't see you as my mother, maybe it wouldn't be too weird. I'd be helping this elder woman out with this trouble she has - or at least trying to help."

"I'm sure you'd do just fine,"Cindy smiled."piece of me thinks, if we did it, we wouldn't experience horrible, damaging intuitive feeling afterward."

"Yeah, I kinda feel the same 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 to the lowest degree that's something,"Cindy chuckled, hugging him tightly.

*******

Ronnie was at the ball club the next dark, watching the Lapplander grouping of brunette moms. They were all dressed up, dance, drunkenness, enjoying a girl's Nox out. He was able to deduce, by eavesdropping on their conversation from a nearby tabular array, that they were sister. They were chattering on and on, mentioning various virile 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 stay fresh her phonation down. They bickered a bit, one of them was drunk, stating no one was paying attention or listening to her. She was wrong, Ronnie picked up on most of their conversation, pretending to be playing on his telephone set in the stall behind theirs.

He heard them bring up a family reunion and a cousin named Cindy. One of them asked about Cindy's son. Ronnie nodded.

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

In the bushes, with binoculars, Ronnie spied on the mother. He shook his question, disgusted that they didn't even come together the blinds. Each house he spied on he watched them walk through the house, not a precaution in the world, undressing as they made their way to a bedroom. The big, beautiful houses lit up one-by-one, mother entering their bedroom, to take charge of their sons all night.

He could see a few couple fucking, a mother on top, riding and bouncing on a dick. Ronnie snuck through the dark alleys between the beach house. He heard muffled cries of pleasance coming from the inside. Ronnie was able to see into one's backyard consortium area. One of the women, the one who was drunk and talking loudly about her son, was on all fours in the shoal end of the pool. She was getting fucked from behind by, Ronnie assumed, the son she was talking about. He watched the fair sex climax, anger building inside him. It wouldn't be prospicient before he would require these mother from their sons and designate them what they were missing. He tugged at his gumshoe and headed back to his car.





-6-

"Am I too hard ?"Cindy asked the following Nox, in her pj's shortstop and tank top, straddling Collin on the couch.

"Nah, you're good."

"Do you have any motion for me ?"

"About your condition ?"

"Anything really. The ‘ condition'or maybe what I've done to try to fix it or this whole 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 char,"Cindy shook her headspring."She tried to help me every single nighttime. 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 pussycat."They tried to help me. Nothing we did worked. No toys worked either."

"You have toys ?"

"Sex toys, yes. I have a heavy collection of them. You know what a dildo is right ?"

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

"I have a duet of those too. shelling operated. Again, Collin, naught worked,"Cindy's oculus lowered, her hand running over Collin's shirt-covered chest."I can't tell you how many meter -"she stopped.

"What ? How many multiplication you what ?"

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

"Really ?"

"I do it almost every night, Collin. I know it's pointless. I know it won't study, but in the back of my mind 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 mouthpiece hung unfold."O-ok."

"Sorry, too lots information again, right ?"

"Uh no. I guess I didn't realize you were that do-or-die to uh, you know."

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

"Yeah, that."

"You can use the patois term if you want. It's just me."

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

"I've all but given up. Stopped dating, only free rein with myself with my digit or my toys. I'll have phone sex with Bea to humour 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 prissy expenditure to a greater extent prison term with you."

"Yeah it was."

"Collin ? Can I try something ?"

"Like what ?"

"Don't worry, zilch too scary."

"Uh ok, sure."

"end your optic. Don't worry,"Cindy said. Collin did as was told. Cindy paused a instant, looking to her son, a couple inches myopic than her. She took a inscrutable breathing place and slowly kissed his lips. She closed her eyes, letting her lips peg to his. She felt her spinal column tingle then ended the kiss.

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

Collin's middle fluttered undefendable."No, Mom. Wasn't bad at all."

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

"No, I know, Mom. It was great. Very nice."

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

After closing her bedroom door, Cindy stripped naked, grabbed her phone and called Bea.

Bea and Bella were covered in sweat, having rubbed twat, scissoring for a few minute. Bea collapsed, out-of-breath, and answered the phone.

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

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

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

"Oh ? Is he into the incest idea 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 clip's the charm !"

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

"Ok,"Bea smiled."You have a good night. I have a special 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 means we had, she never suspected anything. But when she arrives here, my dulcet sis, we will show her our small secret in somebody,"Bea grinned.





-7-

It was the Night before Cindy and Collin's force back up to South Carolina from Florida. In her tank top and step-in, she was lying on Collin's chest in his bed.

"Do you think I'm too grandiloquent ?"she asked her son.

"Of course not. You mean for sex ?"

"In general, really."

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

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

"Thanks. But you're a piffling slanted though."

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

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

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

"phone 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. Wyrd how that works."

"Yeah."

"I'd be worried that you wouldn't be able to get conjoin or be a begetter. Part of me thinks if we had sex and became lovers, that you'd miss out on rule hooey,"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 line I wouldn't want those normal things either,"Cindy admitted.

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

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

"Huh ?"

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

"Heh, yeah,"Collin gave her a warm mint on the lips.

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

Collin shrugged.

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

Collin took a cryptical breath, looking to her lip, her close eyes, then down to her thorax, watching it go up and down with each breath. He gulped, closed his eyes and moved toward her lips.

Cindy felt her spinal column chill again. His lips pressed softly against hers. She touched his aspect and increased the pressure. She pulled him in, their lip pressed firmly against one another's now. They were forgetting to breathe out of their noses.

"See ?"Cindy broke the kiss, holding Collin against her face, his sass breathing into hers."See, we can snog 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, tongues were involved ; lapping against one another and licking lips.

Collin placed a hand on her tummy, continuing to kiss her. His hand slid under her tank top, resting on her abs. Cindy moaned, grabbing his head with both hands, thoroughly making out with him.

Collin rubbed her tummy. 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 fingerbreadth touched theatrical role of her breast ; his mother moaned into his mouth.

"Do it,"she urged him.

Collin's hand covered a breast, squeezing softly, feeling the set up pap against his palm."Yes,"Cindy broke the candy kiss, gasping for air.

Collin kissed at her neck following. Cindy turned her head to the side, her physical structure 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 nipple 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 other than an erection against her panties. She felt like she could lose herself with him. She felt like she could give her dead body to Collin every day.

She slid down his body, her breast coming out of his mouth, and kissed him surd than before. Cindy felt like he could easily make her cum. She thought about why and how when her cadre headphone ringing shook her backbone to reality.

It rang several times before Cindy broke the osculation, annoyingly grabbing her phone. It was a 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 great. We'll leave around 3am. Yeah I'm up early mundane anyway, so it's fine."

Cindy stood, picking up her armoured combat vehicle top, flinging it over her shoulder,"Alright, fantastic. See you and everyone else then."

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

Collin nodded, watching his topless female parent leave alone his room. He lay down, his affectionateness racing, trying to get to good sense of what just happened.

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





-8-

Collin slept almost half the way there the surveil morning. As Cindy drove from their Tampa place, thinking about the events from the late night, 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 nothing happened.

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

"Not very."

"What does that intend ? 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 utmost night,"Cindy said, changing the subject to the two of them."I thought it was really sweet and loving. I think we were headed to crossing a line. Had I not got that telephone Call, we might have."

"Yeah."

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

"Alright,"Collin kept looking out the rider slope 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 final stage night ? Our little session ?"

Collin nodded.

"Do you think you'd privation 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 play with me instead."

"Oh, right,"Collin returned watching the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree rapid climb by on the interstate."Maybe."

"Let me know. No pressure."

*******

Two bikini-clad women, one a short, dyed-red haircloth, and the early a taller blond, greeted Cindy and Collin.

They led them inside after many squeeze and candy kiss. They unpacked, each had their own way in Bea's new menage then they sat and chatted a bit.

Bella emerged dressed and pulled Collin off the couch."We're going to the memory. We need stuff and nonsense for dinner party tonight."

"Alright,"Collin smiled, following Bella.

The second the threshold closed, Bea lunged at Cindy straddling her, kissing her, ripping off her own bikini top. They said nothing, Cindy standing, taking the belittled cleaning woman 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 tits."I missed you too,"Cindy said, popping a tit out of her mouth.

Bella and Collin arrived an hour later from the store. Bella sent a textbook to let them know they were there, Bea's headphone buzzing on the bedside table, signaling them to keep it down some.

Bella and Collin changed into bathing suits after putting the market away. They played volleyball game in the pool, Bella occasionally hearing a dampen cry of pleasure coming from her sister.

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

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

"Sure,"Collin answered.

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

"We love your female parent, we really do,"Bea said, riding around on Collin's back in the water."We've been trying to assist her."

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

"Bella and I are going to speak to a greater extent about it with her tonight. There's something we need to tell her that may help."

"assistant ?"

Bea climbed off his back, swimming to his front, wrapping her ramification around him in the water."service her see how common and how wonderful incest is."

Collin was confused.

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

Collin slowly nodded.

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

Bella and Cindy were sweaty and tired. Bella was lying in her arm, kissing Cindy's good tit."Can't waiting 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 party. Cindy hugged her son from behind, kissing his cheek.

They ate dinner together, chatted about Bea and Bella's lovely new home, talked about how friendly the neighborhood is. Bea didn't live far from the family reunion Cindy and Collin were attending the succeeding day.

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

Collin fell asleep in her sleeve. She held him on the couch, savoring his warmth. After an time of day or so, Cindy starting to melt, she walked Collin to bed before she herself fell asleep.

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

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

Cindy moaned, weapon system extended, lying on her back, the two woman worshiping her body. They licked and kissed over every muscle. They worked their way up, each taking a titty to their sass. Cindy felt no urge to climax, but loved the tending 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 mouths initiative, and tongues invading. Cindy watched them kiss, caress, caress one another. Finally, they 69'd, Cindy's pussy dripping wet while watching them.

The sisters locked their legs around each other. They did their best to be pipe down, all while forgetting Cindy was there, watching them.

They kissed each former during their orgasms in attempt to strangle their moans of pleasure.

"How long ?"Cindy asked.

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

"We've done a thoroughly job of keeping it secret from everyone,"Bea added.

The three women shared a passionate buss."Are you two fan ? A couple ?"Cindy asked.

"No,"Bea answered."Bella has her friends, I have mine, but this is how we show be intimate 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 distich - I don't see how they couldn't be. It'd be far to a greater extent familiar. Unless of track, 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 incite 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 backtalk."Maybe."

*******

That night, Ronnie dug shoal Robert Graves outside of his summation warehouse. He dug ten Steffi Graf, the shite piled next to each one. He had no idea how many female parent he'd be capable to nobble. He was assuming at least five.

The next day he would go hunting. Most of it would lie in of More observance and following. But he would play his Tasers, his SUV would be cleaned out, making sufficiency room for their physical structure. He was ineffective to purchase a gun in a timely fashion, so a baseball game bat was brought along in example the Tasers malfunctioned or broke.

Ronnie removed his shirt, wiping sweat from his massive, muscular body. He tugged his at his dick again, thinking about fucking these charwoman all night - his psychosis fully setting in.





-9-

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

There were no married man. There were no men over the age of thirty. betimes to mid-20s seemed to be the oldest age cooking stove, eighteen being the youngest. The adult female, all brunettes, all myopic than Cindy, were in their late 30s up to mid-40s. However, they all looked fab. No Gray hair, barely any noticeable wrinkles. Their trunk were in incredible cast. They did n't compare to the Wonder Woman-like physique of Cindy, but they certainly had seaworthiness exemplar or stripper bodies.

Everyone seemed too happy too. While she had n't seen many of them in geezerhood, they hugged her and Collin, pulling them in with the group like it 'd been only solar day since they last saw their best Quaker - Cindy. She was confused by it, smiling awkwardly, her and Collin hugging them back, not sure what to recollect. The Male approached Collin, a duad of them had to re-introduce themselves to him ; it 'd been since he was a toddler since he saw a couple of them.

Things got matter to later on. Cindy, always observant, apparently not enough to see Bea and Bella were lovers, noticed the mothers and sons behaved differently. It was subtle ; a hand emplacement here, a caress there, a hug or mint on the cheek or lips. She noticed one of the mother 's sitting next to her son, her hand on his thigh, his arm around her after dinner. `` They 're like couplet, '' Cindy thought. She glanced at Collin. Their eyes met, he looked away.

The way they talked to her, asking her doubtfulness about Collin and her plans, it made Cindy tactile property as though they were expecting her and Collin to be more than mom and son. One son was holding his mom from behind, while she and Cindy talked. He kissed her caput and left to catch a soda.

Cindy saw one of the mother flirt with Collin. She had to hide out a laugh, seeing his unease at an quondam woman sitting on his lap asking about college program while playing with his hair. He did n't jazz where to put his hand on his cousin. So he sat on them.

'' Well you look unbelievable, '' one of the older son 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 mother joined his face. `` Of track she 's gorgeous too, '' the son hugged her, quickly kissing her lips.

Cindy blushed, seeing him glance over her consistency. It was mildly out or keeping, but given the type of relatives she apparently had, she did n't bear in mind as much.

They invited Cindy to go out with them that evening - women only. Collin suggested she 'd ingest fun. In accuracy, he felt awkward, so did Cindy. They were surrounded by mother and sons who were obviously romantically involved. They were the odd mates out. clock time apart to serve it was what they needed.

Cindy brought a dress just in case. A cousin-german 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, fine. ``

'' We saw the way you looked at her, or barely looked at her, when she left. I 'm guessing all the ma at the reunion have very special kinship with their son. ``

'' 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 sisters traded feel, stood, and undressed. Collin's mouth hung open as they started kissing passionately.

*******

Ronnie watched the chemical group of char, one of them he never saw before, sit and drink in the meretricious night club. He had it all planned out. He'd strike them one-by-one, two at a time if possible, pilling them up in his SUV, parked near the bottom entrance. He watched the marvelous one, Cindy, thinking that he might stimulate trouble with her.

He waited and waited, his hazard finally paying off. He nabbed two of them at once. They got too close to him. Ronnie wrapped his huge coat of arms around them, pulling them out of the back threshold, his hands over their sassing. He punched them, then throwing them in the back of his SUV.

Ronnie watched four that remained, grow curious, calling their missing cousins on the phone. One of them went outside, Ronnie followed. He took her from derriere, his hand over her mouth, knocked her out and tossed her in the back.

He waited and used his Taser on the fourth and fifth fair sex when they came outside together. Ronnie snuck back in via the back door and found the 6th and final woman, sitting alone, wondering if her cousin was ok. They told her they'd be right back.

"Care to dance ?"Ronnie smiled, extending his hand to Cindy.

"No thanks,"she answered.

"You sure ?"

"I'm sure."

Ronnie tugged at his dick through his shorts."Aww, come on."

"There's nil you have that will do me any good,"Cindy glanced to his crotch, grabbed her purse and left.

Ronnie sneered and followed.





-10-

Cindy fell to her knees, in an alley outside the nightspot, feeling her body overtaken by electrical energy. She shook, her eye rolled into the spinal column of her top dog, she drooled. The only thought process on her mind was Collin.

Ronnie was confused. She did n't convulse and flail about like the others. He made the mistake of letting go of the gun trigger to inspect her. Cindy sprung up, her handwriting to Ronnie 's throat, squeezing it as hard as she could. He gasped for air, staring into the face of a wild animal ; an animal he injured. He fired a instant Taser, shocking her again.

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

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

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

'' Damn, you 're with child, '' he placed her in the pile of women in the back of his SUV.

Cindy woke up an hour later, her mortise joint and wrists spring and tied. She was in a rundown office ; the lone illumination source was moonlight shining down from a trap in the roof on the other incline of the office window.

Cindy counted six turgid dog crates. Four of them had women, her cousins, crammed into them. Their wrists and ankles tied like Cindy's. There was an empty one that Cindy guessed she couldn't fit in. Another was abandon too. Its inhabitant was outside the billet, on the table, moon luminosity shining down on her, as huge, sinewy fatal man raped her.

The screams shook Cindy from her grogginess. Each time Ronnie slammed his stopcock into her cousin she screamed out.

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

"Ahhh !"she heard her cousin-german belly laugh. She was knack over the board, Ronnie right hand behind her, raping her.

He pulled out, spun her around, punching her across the face. Ronnie threw her over his shoulder joint and headed for the government agency. It was Cindy's turn.

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

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

"You fought back. I'm going to be extra arduous on you,"Ronnie turned her around, pushing her John L. H. Down on the table.

Cindy said cypher, she didn't wow, she remained expressionless, taking in her surroundings.

Ronnie entered her from behind, sliding his cock all the way in, stretching her out. Cindy remained still, letting him, ignoring the annoyance. She observed a small desk in the corner. She was able to take in out region of the desk falling off, rotting away. She saw a dark clump next to it - Ronnie's clothes. The moonlight shining down assisted her with seeing R-2 next to his vesture, and something on the desk. It was small rectangular. She wondered if it was a cock of some sort for cutting rophy. As Ronnie raped her she thought of a plan. She wanted to get over to the desk somehow to get the tool, maybe use it to dislodge the others. Cindy needed to be untied first.

An 60 minutes passed, Ronnie wasn't letting up, giving it to Cindy the concentrated and longest. moonshine disappeared behind swarm. Cindy heard thunder getting louder and louder. As Ronnie raped her, Cindy felt a rain driblet body politic on her back. Then another and several Sir Thomas More falling through the hole in the cap. The rain droplets felt nice.

"That's it. Feels nice. I'll make him intend I enjoy this,"Cindy sentiment. More pelting cliff kissed her skin and Cindy let out a loud moan.

Ronnie kept going, Cindy moaned again, then looked over shoulder. She did her best to labour back against his constant thrusts.

"You like it, squawk ?"Ronnie asked, swither and now rain fall falling from him.

"Uh huh,"Cindy moaned again.

"Good. I'll make you all forget your boy. It'll just take meter,"Ronnie said.

"Yes !"Cindy whimpered."Yes !"

"Ah shite, that's it baby, feel that pecker owning that cunt,"Ronnie grunted.

"Harder,"Cindy said.

"You want it operose ? You got it,"Ronnie flipped her onto her rachis. rainwater pouring in now.

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

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

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

"You want that rope loosened. I'll be right back,"Ronnie's cock slid out of her gawp pussy.

"Hey,"she stopped him."Remove the Mexican valium and I'll let you fuck me all nighttime. I was wrong at the club."

Ronnie paused ; in his mind he'd pour down her anyway. He shrugged, cut the rope and Cindy grabbed his head bringing him for a farseeing, hard candy kiss, making note of the cutting instrument Ronnie set on the floor nearby.

She wrapped her arms and leg 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 gaudy 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 sort of orgasmic trance. She quickly grabbed the tool, tucking it under her body.

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

"Take a gap, I'll keep going in a piddling bit,"Ronnie said. Cindy reached his clothes, feeling around in the darkened corner 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 half of the two barbs hit him. It landed in his shoulder, causing him to go to his articulatio genus. Cindy made her way to the function, her digit on the gun trigger, 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 just in fourth dimension for them to ambush Ronnie. He was stunned from the Taser, but not completely paralyse or unconscious.

The great deal of women 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 nose and a bust lip.

'' Go ! Get assistance ! '' Cindy ordered.

'' You have to total with us ! ``

'' find assist ; get dwelling to your sons. I 'll palm him, '' Cindy squeezed her full cousin 's shoulder. `` They love and need their mama, 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 punch, Cindy ducked and jabbed in his ribs. Ronnie threw another, Cindy did the same. On the thirdly punch Cindy caught his fist with her hand. She reared back with her free mitt as hard as she could and force her fist into Ronnie 's costa. She heard a crack.

The next strait Cindy heard was Ronnie bellowing in pain in the ass, then gasping for air, from his broken ribs. He was on his knee, clutching his side.

Cindy stood, deadpan watching Ronnie Australian crawl away - a big, hulking man, seemingly taken out by a punch. She smirked and walked toward him. Ronnie took a trench breath, gathering as much air as the pain in the neck 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 induce prison term 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 haggard down, damaged sphere of the floor. All 150 pounds of muscle of the six-foot-tall char crashed through it and fell to the first storey near the entrance of the warehouse. Ronnie looked through the hole, barely capable to make out her soundbox in foetal position.

He fell to his knee joint once more than, in agony. `` I 'm going bury that bitch. ``

Ronnie, struggling to breath, limped down the sword stairs. He grabbed his shovel, then a paw wide of Cindy 's hairsbreadth. `` Bury this beef, '' he could barely whisper. He dragged her cut up and bruised, unconscious consistence out into the mud, toward the graves he dug earlier.





-11-

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

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

"It's ok,"Bella patted Collin's second joint."They are probably having a not bad time."

"Yeah, maybe a slight drinking, dancing, who knows. I'm surely she's fine,"Bea added.

In that exact moment, Ronnie was pushing a concoction of dirt and mud from the tidy sum next to the tomb onto to Cindy's trunk. He managed to cover her understructure, leg, stomach, thorax with a layer ; her invertebrate foot and legs covered the most. He covered half her fount and had to turn back. The pain in his rib was too much. Ronnie went to his knees, the rainwater pouring down on him, and focusing on breathing. He was exhausted but his ire would drive him to complete his project and get away.

Someone else's anger was driving them. Cindy's eyes opened in the grave. They darted around, figuring out where she was. She saw Ronnie, his backbone to her, struggling, clutching his side. Cindy pulled her arm out of the heavy shite and mud, brushing it first away from her face, spitting some out of her mouth. She sat up in the grave, dirt falling off her shoulders and breasts. With her early arm free now, she pushed and moved her peg, allowing herself to rise. Standing in the grave, ignoring the pain in her head, she stared at Ronnie.

He was mumbling to himself, coughing, spitting up stock. Cindy turned around and climbed out of the grave accent. She walked around it toward Ronnie. He caught effort in his peripheral vision, turning to front her.

"No !"he reached for the shovel, swinging it at Cindy. She caught the weak swing with her rightfulness paw and yanked the spadeful away from him. She head-butted Ronnie in the face, causing him stumble and fall backward.

This was the compass point at which her rage truly consumed her. She could've walked away, waiting for the police to arrive. Instead, she thought of this man's plan to train 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 take her from him.

She circled him, planning her next move, the rain causing profligate and mud to drip from her.

"Get up,"She ordered. Ronnie shook his promontory, 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 gruelling as she could, causing it to invert. Ronnie roared in pain, falling to the solid ground. Cindy circled him again.

He held his arm up, begging her to lay off. Cindy reached down, grabbing his left arm, flipping him on to his stomach, and pulling his arm behind him. She pulled his Brobdingnagian arm as hard as she could."prison-breaking !"she ordered.

"prisonbreak !"she grit her teeth and pulled his hand back toward his articulatio humeri sword and beyond. Finally, she heard a snap and a pop, followed by gasping for air. She released her grip and continued circling Ronnie.

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

Cindy lunged at him, mounting him and proceeded to slam dance her fist repeatedly into his face. She was like some form of cage champion, except there was no reader to overstretch her off him.

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

When Cindy's knuckles seared with pain, she squatted over Ronnie, and hammered the side of meat of her clenched fist onto his face, throat, and thorax over and over. She was like a Pan troglodytes that turned on their trainer. Except there was no zoo employee to fill her down.

When her deal became too sore, Cindy stood, and proceeded to stomp her hound into Ronnie's body as hard as she could. She heard more ribs crack. She saw him vomit more blood and the subject of his gut. His soundbox was a split pile of treacle. She stood over his face, now totally unrecognizable, and brought her knee up as high as she could. She slammed her foot down onto his case with all her might. Cindy pulled her heel out of what remained of his face. Her and his parentage covered it, mixed with some of his teeth.

Cindy looked to his lifeless consistency, his breast still, and felt the cult subside. roaring and lightning crackled in the aloofness. Cindy caught her breath."Fuck you."

She went to her genu, and then rolled to her back in the mud, exhausted. She heard femme fatale in the distance. Cindy never shot anyone while on duty, never Tazered anyone, never had to use her baton, but that night in the rainfall, she killed a man with her bare hands.

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

A bit later she was surrounded by EMTs. Her first cousin broke through."Ma'am you'll need to continue 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 response, instead walking toward a constabulary officer."I need to see to my son,"she demanded.

"Ma'am we need a statement from you. We need to confirm 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 shower and hold on him. You can ram me there and postponement for me."

"Ma'am I don't -"

"I'm an officer too. In Tampa Bay, formerly LAPD. I've never been a victim until today. Please, take me to my son. 15 minutes. I'll be in and out,"Cindy said, the officer trying his best not to glance at her naked body.

The officer looked around, looking to the other snatch womanhood. `` Alright. All their financial statement have been given. They all said you stayed behind so they could get help. I 'll take you to your son, go ahead check on him, get cleaned up and come back out to my car. Fifteen moment. ``

'' 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 midriff of the living elbow room floor, scissoring in strawman of Collin. His mouth surface as he watched the sisters fuck.

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

"good huh ?"Bea asked.

"Wow,"he whispered.

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

"Are you skillful and hard ?"Bella asked.

"Uh,"Collin glanced to his crotch.

"Want to suckle his cock with me ?"Bella asked.

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

"Awww,"Bella frowned.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

A few import later, his business organization was relieved. A marvellous, naked, fit cleaning lady, her hair dampness, her skin muddy and bloody, practically burst through the nominal head door."My way. Five minute,"she glared.

He gulped watching her nude painting soundbox quickly move by him. Cindy went straight to her shower, washing off dirt and rip. She only had XV minutes to jibe on Collin. The police officer waiting in the private road would come to the doorway when time was up.

Cindy took ten bit to lap herself. It was mulct - she only needed five minutes with Collin. She found him waiting on the bed when she exited the shower and bathroom, 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 kiss, pulling his shirt off.

"Mom, wait,"he squirmed.

"No. No waiting. I only have a few minute to exhibit you how lots I love you,"Cindy said, flinging his shirt over her articulatio humeri. She helped him flick his boxershorts off, not bothering with any foreplay.

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

"Collin,"Cindy grabbed the substructure of his erect dick, holding it to the entrance of its soon-to-be rest home."I love you."

With that she impaled herself on his cock, coming down on him with all her body weight, sending his dick as deep as it could go. Cindy nearly passed out.

She saw her son looking at her, a flavor of shock mixed with pleasure on his face. Cindy was trembling, affectionateness racing, having difficulty breathing.

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

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

Once more than she squatted up and came down on his cock."Yes !"she cried out, the promiscuous inside her growing Sir Thomas More and more, spreading to every function of her body, radiating warmth and pleasure.

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

She squatted a couple more times, her integral dead body felt tingly. Her cunt contracted and trembled. Cindy looked into her son's face, ineffective to breathe or speak.

It grew and grew. The pulsing, throbbing feeling, like magma pushing out of a volcano. Her coming erupted.

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

"Ahhh !"She arched her back, joy flowing in every vein, the feeling of lighting pouring out of her body.

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

She collapsed on top of him, shaking, out-of-breath, her consistency tactual sensation like jelly.

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

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

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

A few minutes passed, Cindy knew their sentence was up - at least for a few time of day. She was kissing him, lying on top of Collin, the police officer banging on the front door."I have to go,"she said in between osculation."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 peter popped out of her.

He wobbled over to her suitcase, picking out a random top and shorts, having bother 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 waistline. He sat his female parent up ; she kissed at his stomach and bureau 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 feet. They kissed once Thomas More, Cindy holding him tight.

He grabbed some shorts and a T-shirt, and then helped her take the air out. He propped her against the figurehead 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 devotee. She blew her son a kiss, and grabbed the cop's arm. He gave her a spirit and walked her to the back of his car.

The EMT's checked her over once more ; her cuts were tyke, not needing stitches. Before her orgasm with Collin, her entire torso was in pain from her fall and subsequent fighting with Ronnie. An 60 minutes after the effects of climaxing for the starting time sentence in over XVIII years had worn off, the pain in the neck started to return. Her hands hurt the most, but they would bruise up and heal. She also had house of a minor concussion.

Cindy gave her story to the law ; it was the Saame as the others, only slightly different.

Cindy stayed behind so they could chance assistance. She fought Ronnie, after initially injuring him ; he got the upper hired hand. She woke up in a grave with dirt on her. Adrenaline took over and they fought once more. She beat him to decease. That was all the police needed to be intimate. She left out one item of how good it felt hearing his bones crack or seeing his brass turn into an unrecognizable mess.

various witnesses at the baseball club were interviewed too, noting Ronnie's mistrustful behavior.

She thanked the 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 best mood she's ever been in.

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





-13-

"Mom,"Collin, in boxers and a tee 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 spry though."

"Collin, sweetie, do you think you and I could extend doing that ? Only if you want to of course."

Collin looked her over, his center landing on her smile,"I think we could."

"Wonderful. I'm going to lavish again. I feel like I still have dried mud somewhere on me,"Cindy giggled. I'll be compensate out. We'll occupy it actual slack this time."

Collin nodded.

"We can explore each other's bodies."

"Yes,"he nodded once more.

"Great,"Cindy kissed his face and made her way to the lavatory. She undressed without closing the room access. Collin watched her sweat up behind the clear shower door.

"Wow,"his whisper, watching her manus trail over her fit body and boastfully breasts.

Cindy dried off this time. There was no urging to ensure on her son, to evidence him how much 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 in the ass ?"he asked."You have some cutting and bruises."

"A concussion too. But I'll be fine. Feel rid to kiss my wounds if you want - or snog wherever you want."

"I don't know where to start."

"Bea and Bella like to kiss on these,"Cindy cupped her tit."Then work their way down. But you do whatever you want. I have a notion, since you're all I need I won't be having sex with them as much. At some point I may toss you to those wolves - but I want you all to myself for a while."

Collin sat staring at her body.

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

Cindy moved his hands up her intone middle to her breasts."There we go,"she smiled watching Collin gently squeeze them.

"We're moving here,"Cindy said.

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

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

She felt her consistency tingle when Collin rubbed her nipples. He licked his lip as he did."Go ahead. Suck them,"Cindy placed her hand behind his headland, arching her back.

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

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

"I said you're better 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 rachis. Collin, now nude, started with her base, kissing and licking them. He worked his way up her pegleg, 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 times in that many minutes. Each sentence she sprayed her juice all over her son's face. Collin laughed, his face drenched and dripping.

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

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

Collin rested. They said nix, only kissed tenderly. When Collin was ready to go again, he got behind Cindy, licking all over her ass, fingering her from stern, giving her another orgasm.

He paused when he entered her, running his manpower all over her spine. Cindy looked over her shoulder at him, another coming on the way. She didn't see the solution to her problem, she didn't see the one man that could make her cum, she saw the one man she loved more than any person in the world.

Her younger, wonderful man smiled at her and hang over to kiss along her back.

He went to one knee, grabbed her coxa and mated with a good unvarying climaxing fair sex - 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 refrigerator to warm up.

They made love in the shower, 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 sustenance room.

"Well ?"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 give ear out with some of the house down the street. Probably have dinner there,"Collin said. Cindy squeezed his hand. They left two, naked, Sister smiling at the happy couple.

This fourth dimension Cindy and Collin behaved just like all the other mom and son pair that lived there. Cindy's hand rested on Collin's thigh, with his arm around her, just like her first cousin did with their sons.

Everyone was fine. There were pocket-size injury but none required hospital stays.

After dinner party, Cindy led Collin behind the house to wet-nurse his cock. She was on her knees, slobbering all over his dick, when a first cousin walked in on her.

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

After Collin's eye fluttered, his shaft shooting its load down Cindy's pharynx. She stood, wiped her mouth and thanked her son.

One first cousin drank too often, got nude and jumped into the swimming puddle. Her son followed suit. Soon the other mother were stripping down and jumping in. Their Logos, some loth, joined too.

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

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

"We'll get to get it on them adept. They're family after all,"Cindy stepped out of her shorts and thong. Collin watched her dive into the pool.

One of the other Word found her when she emerged from the below the surface. He tickled her sides, then playfully cupped her breasts. Cindy spun around and hopped into his arms.

He swam to the consortium's border, squeezing and sucking on Cindy's tits.

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

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

"Here you go,"the other 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 other couples.

The pool died down, there was no more playing and spatter. The only sound heard was kissing, moaning, and mothers on their boy. Cindy guided Collin inside her, officially joining the orgy.

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

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

The end .