Author 's Note : This is the final examination police matron story. This is Cindy 's third story in the series. She 's a cleaning lady unable to orgasm. You do n't have to read her first two history - where she tries women, then black men - but this one is her final attempt to cum. As with the other incest stories in this series, this one is violent. There aren't any explosions or gunfire like the others, but this babe of ferociousness gets quite physical.



-1-

Ronnie sat alone in his apartment, au naturel, pumping his big Shirley Temple Black putz. He wasn't horny, he was angry. Thoughts of the uncounted white adult female he and his crony have had coursed through his mind. In the past year or so, things changed. The amount of money of women throwing themselves at him decreased ; these women seemed to favour soul else.

Ever since he moved to Charleston, he noticed More and to a greater extent foreign happening. All the women that lived near him, who he saw regularly on the beach, didn't poster him much. They were hanging around youthful, not as buff, and not as gigantically muscular as Ronnie, men - their sons.

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

Sitting there jacking off, pleasuring himself for the first time in years, Ronnie thought about the approach constant watercourse of sex he had daily. He thought about the last woman he had sex with - Stephanie.

It was several workweek ago. The blonde was walking with another cleaning lady and her son along the beach. Ronnie watched her hug the char 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 first meeting. He couldn't recollection. 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 while since he had kitty. Not knowing when or if he'd get any again, he barely managed to successfully know her all nighttime long.

Sucking on her tits, 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 realize she was using him just like she'd use a dildo as a onanism technique. This cleaning woman wasn't becoming addicted to him, she wasn't going to lead anyone for him ; she wasn't going to exhibit up the next nighttime begging for his black pecker like so many cleaning lady before. She was already devoted and addicted to someone - her son.

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

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

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

Ronnie continued masturbating, thinking of his plans. 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 wrecks. He would look for women and deal them from their sons.

*******

In Tampa, Cindy lost enumeration of how many clout to the kickboxing bag she did. When her left arm tired, she switched to her right, punching until enervation. Next were her legs. First the left hand then right, kicking over and over until she couldn't stand.

"Cindy,"her kickboxing instructor interrupted her, over an hour after class ended."Go house,"he looked upward at the near six foot tall brunette.

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

"Please. I'm afraid you won't have any wooden leg to kick with at my adjacent class,"he joked."Is everything ok ? You've been staying late for a few months now."

"Fine. Just need to ease tension,"Cindy told a one-half truth.

Her instructor shrugged and greeted a few educatee for the next class. A few consequence later, Cindy stopped her charge, caught her breath, grabbed her bag, and left.

On the way abode, after a hanker day on her patrol path, then her kickboxing year, Cindy thought about how good a shower would find. Afterward, she'd set about her near nightly masturbation ritual. She would choose from her vast assemblage of anal retentive beads, dildos, and vibrators - all of varying sizes from small to massive.

Arriving home plate, 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 entire to an issue she was having. In the shower, she rinsed off and lathered up her tired muscles, moaning slightly when she held her titty, running her thumb over her rear nipples.

Cindy rubbed her clit thinking of the last orgasm she had - 18 years ago.

It was a uncommon, but potential, phenomena ; having an climax during childbirth. Cindy moaned a little louder thinking about it in the hot rain shower. She was pushing her child 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 decades ago.

She gave parturition, crying of joy and pleasure, her consistence radiating orgasmic waving after she delivered Collin. It was her first and last orgasm.

Her matrimony fell apart, psychiatrists didn't avail, and doc didn't avail as nothing physically wrong with her was found.

The mo passed in the shower. Cindy's thoughts returned to her upcoming month. She rinsed her haircloth cerebration of her and Collin traveling to Charleston, South Carolina for two intellect. One was a kinfolk reunification she agreed to go to. She hardly ever saw those cousin, rarely ever sending cards 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 request at the precinct and looked forward to this trip - not to see her relatives, but to see her second reason.

Several arcminute later, Cindy was on the earpiece with her second reason.

"Rub that pussy,"her best booster, Bea, ordered."Think of me licking it, eating it. descend on !"

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

"I can't wait to see you, when you get here,"The fiery redhead, Bea said, having just moved to the Sami arena as Cindy's relatives."I can't wait to worship your body."

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

Bea was helpful, or tried to be. A few twelvemonth ago she suggested Cindy try sex with women, hoping an orgasm would arrive from it. Bea offered herself to her booster. Sadly, that didn't body of work either. Since then, they've been roomie, 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.

"Diana, I'm so sorry,"Bea said, using her nickname with Cindy. Bea once told Cindy she reminded her of Wonder charwoman in worldwide visual aspect - Diana being the superhero's first name.

"It's delicately, Bea. This is how it is. I'm not designed to have an sexual climax,"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 think about when you masturbate ?"Bea asked.

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

There was a pause on the other stock ; Cindy heard Bea's muffled voice, talking to person in the 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 future suggestion ?"Cindy rolled her eyes.

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

"Bea, that's -"


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

"That's illegal, screwball -"

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

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

In Bea's bedroom, she smiled at her nude 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 puss - almost nightly sisterly incest would ensue.

Cindy picked a prominent dildo to use. Normally she'd ride it, using it for a few minute, but Bea's prompting caused her to pause before pushing the fat tip inside her. She sighed, actually entertaining the theme of sex with Collin.

"No,"she rolled over, hugging the dildo like a teddy bear. As she drifted off to kip, an trope 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 oculus 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 help but think Bea might be on to something - something wrong and perverse, but something indeed. Maybe not only was Collin's birth key, but he himself was.

She licked all over the dildo, ready to jostle 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 next day Cindy responded to a domestic disturbance call at a preview park. She followed communications protocol and called for backup, waiting patiently for it to come. It happened to be the Captain of the precinct. When he arrived, they nodded to one another and walked toward the trailer in question.

"We ain't hurtin'nobody !"a declamatory, overweight woman, wearing only a nightgown yelled at Cindy a few minutes later.

When she answered the door, it was loose for the officers to smell the smoke of Cannabis sativa. They asked if they could insert the house, a short, small man only wearing boxers 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 marijuana bags.

Cindy pointed it out and an disceptation followed. The headwaiter handcuffed the adult female. Her little husband charged at Cindy. She squatted, caught, and then slammed him to his backrest, 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 concealment of our home ! So what if we smoke some ! We're mindin'our own business, we ain't hurtin'anyone !"she continued to scream all the way to the senior pilot's patrol car.

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

*******

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

"Whew, that was good. 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 fresh 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, Princess of Wales. You're tumid,"Bea giggled on the other end.

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

"I know it's not normal, but it'd be consensual. You two wouldn't be hurting anyone,"Bea said. Cindy's oculus widened, words from the redneck at the preview park call that day reverberate in her ears.

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

"Like pot."

"Huh ?"

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

"Right. See ? They weren't hurting anyone, just enjoying themselves. Shame it's illegal in your nation still,"Bea said.

"Yeah."

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

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

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

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

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

"Any circumstances ?"Bella asked.

"Nope. It'll take metre I suppose."

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

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

"Mmm,"Bella deeply kissed her Sister."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 heavy threshold to an abandoned storage warehouse. He was able to make a raft with the place possessor, lying about his intentions for renovating it for them to sell. He was surprised he pulled it off. He'd been eyeing the building for a spell, driving by it, peeking in some of the office windows that weren't boarded up. The warehouse itself was just external of town, not far from creeks and marshlands.

He tugged at his big mordant prick, walking around the complex, taking note of hand of its interior. He walked up a steel staircase to the sec base. Ronnie surmised warehouse managing director sat up there, overlooking the facility, long, long ago.

There was a declamatory golf hole in the roof. Ronnie could see where pelting poured in. There was water harm on the floor of the back story overlook. He could see trading floor boards rotting away. Ronnie looked up through a kettle of fish in the ceiling next, flossy, white swarm visible against the dreary sky. He saw a bird's nest near the trap situated on a beam.

He whipped his shaft out and casually stroked himself, thinking of his design. He decided to land the char to this second gear storey overlook area. The position is where their cage would be. Ronnie thought about setting up a simple table in the eye of the overlook. This would be where he would plunder them. Standing against the rail, 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 next nighttime, Cindy's bed was slamming against the wall. She was riding the handsome dildo she owned."Come on !"she closed her centre, grit her teeth, fucking the dildo as hard as she could.

She didn't care if she woke Collin."Come on !"she thought of an orgasm traveling through her physical structure. Nothing happened.

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

That led to ace thought. Collin on top of her ; his turncock plunging in and out of her instead of the dildo. Cindy's eye's dead reckoning open, she stopped fucking herself. For a rent 2d she thought she felt something - something incredible brought on by thinking of her son.

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

"No !"she shook the range from her mind and climbed under the cover song, angry at herself.

*******

'' Well ? '' Bea asked on the telephone the next night. `` How are things progressing ? You 'll be here soon for your family reunion. Think you and Collin will be a yoke by then ? ``

'' Ha ! A twain ? First it was just sleeping with him, now you 're suggesting we 'd be a pair ? '' 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 guess, he 's the key to making you cum again, therefore, you 'll be his woman. ``

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

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


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

'' Wait ! I 've failed you two time. Both of my mesmerism for things to try have failed. This is my tertiary and final prompting. I feel that if you and Collin become lovers, not just mom and son, you will make an orgasm every time you two make love. He gave you one when he was born. ``

There was a foresightful intermission 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 beneficial, '' a raw Bella entered the room, after stepping out of the 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 sis who have sex with one another. Now shut up and give me that kitty, 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 mind from Bea had been swimming in her mind since she brought it up. `` What if it was consensual ? No one would get it on. 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 number one time ? ``

Cindy sat on the edge of her bed, `` What if we became lovers ? No. This is stupid. I 'm desperate, 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 couple days without calling Bea. She texted her friend a elementary `` ca n't tattle. thought. ``

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

She was busy at the kitchen sink scrubbing dish antenna frantically later in the day when Collin approached. Cindy heard a soft `` hey '' followed by a appease hand on her shoulder.

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

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

'' I 'm alright, '' Cindy lied, not turning to confront 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 light with him. She turned around, `` Collin. ``

'' Hmm ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

*******

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

The dog crateful were lining the back wall of the woebegone business office on the second trading floor. Ronnie positioned a table several feet away from the room access, directly under the large hole in the ceiling. He'd give his fun with them there, reminding them of what they are missing out on, what he can offer them.

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

His sick little area, where he would have mother and keep them, pain them, advert them, then bury them was turning out quite nicely.





-4-

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

"Yes."

"Ok,"he waited."Well ?"

"Um, I'll be right 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 shaft. Downing it quickly, she poured another shot, then finally a third.

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

"Something wrongly ?"he asked.

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

"Mom, are you sure nil is wrong."

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

"Mom,"Collin placed his hand on hers.

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

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

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

"Again, it's nada life-threatening. But,"Cindy cleared her throat."I'm unable to, I haven't had, um, an orgasm. I'm ineffective to induce 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 half-wit. 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 want to go into details. If you're a lesbian, 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 dissimilar things. I've talk to doctors, nothing is physically haywire with me. I even met briefly with a shrink. I didn't like it, so I stopped. And, well, Bea and I became intimate, hoping that would do it. Nothing worked,"Cindy explained.

"Well, I don't know what to tell you. I'm sorry about your egress with that stuff though."

"It's fine. I wanted to let you cognize 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 throat, slightly uncomfortable with this conversation."That's a long metre. I'm really sorry to get wind that."

"It was when I gave birth to you."

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

"It's uncommon, but apparently it's been known to happen - women having an sexual climax during accouchement. Bea has been trying to help me, offering proffer, matter like that. She even,"Cindy gave a fake joke."She even said you were the case of the orgasm and maybe you'd be the entirely person to hold 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. 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 fathom like Bea wasn't life-threatening, even though she was.

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

"I know. Real crazy."

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

"She wanted me to imagine about it. I can't believe it, but I actually did. I guess that's what'll encounter after eighteen year 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 awry and crazy."

"Yep."

"Would you help out ? I mean, would you be willing to even cogitate 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 spill to you about it. In casing you ever see me in a bad humour or acting foreign or excited, you'll know what's mostly likely 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 60 minutes later, after several large chugs of vodka, Cindy stood in front of her lavatory mirror in a matching black bra and flip-flop. She smiled at herself and retrieved a pillowcase. She left her room and headed to Collin's.

She knocked on the door a couple metre. Collin opened it seeing a marvelous, mesomorphic woman with a pillow slip over her head.

"Well ?"Cindy asked."If I cover my face, would it make it prosperous ?"

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 easier for you."

"Mom, your expression is just fine. It looks great,"he glanced at her body."All of you looks enceinte. You could pass for marvel Woman - just like Bea says."

"Thank you. Maybe we could just hang out. Watch a film or something,"Cindy suggested, extending her arm.

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

They ate ice emollient, Cindy still in her underwear, sitting against her son. After the moving picture ended, vacuous cartons of ice cream next to them, Collin spoke up.

"You know, you do expect great. I was serious,"he said.

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

He put his arm around her, kissing her chief."I'm sorry you have trouble in that finical department."

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

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

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

"I mean, do you want me to ?"

Cindy sat up, her script resting on his second joint."Do I desire 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 bridge player, 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 OK, 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 thumb in her G-string to pull it down, removing it, when she saw Collin watching her. She stopped, smiling at him.

"Sorry,"he blushed."Goodnight."

*******

The adjacent day Cindy was kicking the bag over and over again. This time it wasn't out of ire and pent up frustration, but out of hopefulness, determination, and overall happiness. She felt like a weight had been lifted by telling Collin of her orgasm problem. His response of not being thoroughly grossed out by Bea's suggestion, plus the facial expression he gave her when they said goodnight, made Cindy intend her son might actually entertain the idea of incest. Her own thoughts toward it, while still feeling it was wrong and sick, viewed it more as a potential resolution - a handling for her issue.

That day in Charleston, Ronnie was engaged studying, watching the womanhood on the beach near his place. 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 other. He heard a few of the guys call out"mom"here and there while addressing them. He saw an honest-to-god brunet handing out sandwiches, in a motherly way, to new guy cable. They all had nighttime haircloth ; he presumed they were her nephews. He didn't know for sure enough, but he watched them all afternoon.

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





-5-

"Does this injury ?"Cindy asked, sitting on top of Collin, rubbing his binding the next night.

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

Cindy continued massaging his shoulders and back."You looking forward to our Charleston trip later this month ? I know it'll be skillful to see Bea and Bella."

"Yeah, I guess."

"Our sept too. It's been many class since I've seen them. I was kinda of shocked they reached out to me to invite us to this reunification. I'm to a greater extent than looking forward to seeing Bea and Bella though."

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

"Oh by the way, I don't have subterranean motivation 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 happen ? How would it pass off ?"

"Uh, are you talking birds and bee's stuff ?"Collin asked.

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

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

"Date ? Sure, why not. What else ? We'd have to depend at each early 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 romantic eventide to see if it'd be too unearthly,"Collin added.

"rightfield. That's one option. Or we could be more than affectionate with each other. Maybe some kiss 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 head."The MD have examined me and run mental testing. They have found zippo wrong with my piece down there. Everything works normally, aught unusual. So it must be something in my top dog. When I gave birth to you, maybe I was so overjoyed to see you, my mind allowed me to possess one. Or maybe when you came out, you pressed against me in there in a sealed 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 cryptical breath."It's so wrong and bizarre. 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 detest 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 raging 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 cleaning lady. If I didn't see you as my mother, maybe it wouldn't be too eldritch. I'd be helping this older woman out with this problem she has - or at least trying to help."

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

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

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

Collin laughed,"You aren't flagrant. I'll say that much."

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

*******

Ronnie was at the club the next night, watching the same group of brunette moms. They were all dressed up, dancing, crapulence, enjoying a female child's night out. He was able-bodied to derive, by eavesdropping on their conversation from a nearby tabular array, that they were sisters. They were chattering on and on, mentioning several manful name. 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 proceed her phonation down. They bickered a bit, one of them was inebriate, 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 phone in the cubicle behind theirs.

He heard them mention a kinsfolk reunion and a full cousin named Cindy. One of them asked about Cindy's son. Ronnie nodded.

When they all left a trivial later, Ronnie followed. He managed to abide back, in his car, long enough to park near their neighborhood. He was in a parking lot about a fourth part mi away. He got out and walked.

In the President George W. Bush, with field glasses, Ronnie spied on the mother. He shook his promontory, disgusted that they didn't even fold the blind. Each theater he spied on he watched them walk through the house, not a care in the earth, undressing as they made their way to a bedchamber. The big, beautiful house lit up one-by-one, female parent entering their sleeping accommodation, to take charge of their sons all night.

He could see a few mates fucking, a mother on top, riding and bouncing on a peter. Ronnie snuck through the dark alley between the beach household. He heard muffled cries of pleasure 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 shallow end of the consortium. She was getting fucked from behind by, Ronnie assumed, the son she was talking about. He watched the charwoman climax, angriness building inside him. It wouldn't be long before he would hire these mother from their Word and show them what they were missing. He tugged at his dick and headed back to his car.





-6-

"Am I too heavy ?"Cindy asked the succeeding night, in her pyjama shorts and cooler top, straddling Collin on the couch.

"Nah, you're good."

"Do you have any questions for me ?"

"About your precondition ?"

"Anything really. The ‘ condition'or maybe what I've done to try to fix it or this unharmed incest musical theme 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 headway."She tried to help me every undivided nighttime. All night."

"Ok, ok, I get it."

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

"You have toys ?"

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

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

"I have a span of those too. stamp battery operated. Again, Collin, nothing worked,"Cindy's eyes lowered, her hired hand running over Collin's shirt-covered chest."I can't tell apart you how many times -"she stopped.

"What ? How many prison term you what ?"

Cindy looked him directly in his centre."How many sentence 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 head 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 mouth hung open."O-ok."

"Sorry, too very much info again, right ?"

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

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

"Yeah, that."

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

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

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

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

Collin complied, silently walking his mom to her chamber room access again. Cindy hugged him, kissing his face."It was dainty spending more time with you."

"Yeah it was."

"Collin ? Can I try something ?"

"Like what ?"

"Don't worry, nothing too scary."

"Uh ok, sure."

"Close your optic. Don't worry,"Cindy said. Collin did as was told. Cindy paused a moment, looking to her son, a couple inches shorter than her. She took a deep breath and slowly kissed his lips. She closed her centre, letting her lips stick to his. She felt her thorn tingle then ended the kiss.

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

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

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

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

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

After closing her chamber room access, Cindy stripped nude, grabbed her sound and called Bea.

Bea and Bella were covered in sweat, having rubbed pussies, 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 fussy, had to run to catch the telephone,"Bea lied."What's up ?"

"Just wanted to let you know things 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, 3rd time's the charm !"

"rightfulness,"Cindy rolled her eyes."Anyway, we'll be up soon for that reunion. Who knows what'll hap before then."

"Ok,"Bea smiled."You have a in effect dark. 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 shipway we had, she never suspected anything. But when she arrives here, my sweet sis, we will show her our slight mysterious in soul,"Bea grinned.





-7-

It was the Nox before Cindy and Collin's ride up to Dixie Carolina from Florida. In her tank top and panty, she was lying on Collin's pectus in his bed.

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

"Of course 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 little biased though."

"Maybe, maybe not,"Cindy rose to her elbow joint, 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 devotee, Collin, you'd definitely be in my bed every night."

"Sounds scary,"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 married or be a Fatherhood. voice of me thinks if we had sex and became buff, that you'd miss out on pattern 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 couples. I don't be intimate how it works,"Collin said.

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

"Huh ?"

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

"Heh, yeah,"Collin gave her a quickly pile on the lips.

"Collin ! You can do better 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 dame,"his female parent said."You've taken me to bed. Please snog me."

Collin took a mysterious breathing time, looking to her lips, her shut down oculus, then down to her thorax, watching it go up and down with each breath. He gulped, closed his middle and moved toward her lips.

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

"See ?"Cindy broke the buss, holding Collin against her boldness, 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 kiss came one right hand after another. Before Cindy knew it, tongues were involved ; lapping against one another and licking lips.

Collin placed a hired man on her tum, continuing to kiss her. His script slid under her tank top, resting on her abs. Cindy moaned, grabbing his headland with both paw, thoroughly making out with him.

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

Collin resumed kissing her, sliding his hand further north. His fingers touched part of her knocker ; his mother moaned into his mouth.

"Do it,"she urged him.

Collin's handwriting covered a breast, squeezing softly, feeling the put up nipple against his palm."Yes,"Cindy broke the buss, gasping for air.

Collin kissed at her neck adjacent. Cindy turned her head to the side of meat, her body tingling all over, as Collin massaged a chest. She wondered if Bea was right all along. Collin is who was needed to take her cum.

She stopped him, rolling on top of him, flinging her shirt off and lowered her teat to his case. 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 hold her dead body to Collin every day.

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

It rang respective times before Cindy broke the kiss, annoyingly grabbing her phone. It was a cousin from capital of West Virginia, 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 everyday anyway, so it's fine."

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

She ended the 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 impart his room. He lay down, his heart racing, trying to take a leak sense of what just happened.

Arriving to her way, Cindy kicked off her pantie and climbed into bed."Bea is rightfield. Collin is the answer."





-8-

Collin slept almost half the way there the comply morning. As Cindy drove from their Tampa home, thinking about the events from the old Nox, she'd coup d'oeil at him and smile.

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

"So, assure me, how experienced are you ?"Cindy asked, ten minute into the ride 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 live on 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 phone call, we might have."

"Yeah."

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

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

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

Collin remained quiet.

"Did you delight last night ? Our slight school term ?"

Collin nodded.

"Do you cerebrate you'd want to do it again ?"

He nodded once more.

Cindy smiled, driving along."fountainhead, if you want we can see how far it goes. hazard 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 class you wanted to play with me instead."

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

"Let me know. No pressure."

*******

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

They led them inside after many clinch and kisses. They unpacked, each had their own room in Bea's new home then they sat and chatted a bit.

Bella emerged dressed and pulled Collin off the lounge."We're going to the memory. We need clobber for dinner tonight."

"Alright,"Collin smiled, following Bella.

The second the door closed, Bea lunged at Cindy straddling her, kissing her, ripping off her own bikini top. They said zero, Cindy standing, taking the smaller 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 tit."I missed you too,"Cindy said, popping a teat out of her mouth.

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

Bella and Collin changed into bathing suits after putting the groceries away. They played volleyball in the consortium, Bella occasionally hearing a muffled cry of pleasure coming from her sister.

Bea emerged an 60 minutes later in her bikini. She jumped into the pool, swimming to her baby."You're turn of events,"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 cries were heard succeeding 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 water supply."We've been trying to help her."

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

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

"Help ?"

Bea climbed off his vertebral column, swimming to his front, wrapping her legs around him in the water system."Help her see how common and how grand incest is."

Collin was confused.

"I think you are what she needs in every way. I think you and her will hold a marvelous life story together."

Collin slowly nodded.

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

Bella and Cindy were sweaty and tired. Bella was lying in her arm, kissing Cindy's nearest breast."Can't wait 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 place, talked about how friendly the neck of the woods is. Bea didn't live far from the folk reunion Cindy and Collin were attending the future day.

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

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

After tucking him in, she undressed in his way. She gathered her shirt and shorts, tossing her flip-flop onto Collin's pillow.

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

Cindy moaned, arms extended, lying on her back, the two fair sex worshiping her body. They licked and kissed over every muscle. They worked their way up, each taking a white meat to their oral fissure. Cindy felt no urge to culminate, but loved the attention from her friends.

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

"A little."

The baby smiled at one another, their lips touching, which led to mouth porta, and tongues invading. Cindy watched them kiss, caress, fondle 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 best to be quiet, all while forgetting Cindy was there, watching them.

They kissed each former during their orgasms in attempt to muffle their groan of pleasure.

"How long ?"Cindy asked.

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

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

The three cleaning woman shared a passionate candy kiss."Are you two fan ? A duo ?"Cindy asked.

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

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

"Yes, but you are his mom. I suspected a female parent and son would want to be a couple - I don't see how they couldn't be. It'd be far more intimate. Unless of course of study, 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 be active in here,"Bella blurted out.

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

Cindy unwrapped her arm around Bella, grabbing and squeezing Bea's boob, bringing it to her oral fissure."Maybe."

*******

That dark, Ronnie dug shallow graves outside of his summation warehouse. He dug ten grave, the dirt piled side by side to each one. He had no idea how many female parent he'd be able to abduct. He was assuming at least 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 sufficiency room for their bodies. He was unable to purchase a gun in a well-timed fashion, so a baseball bat was brought along in sheath the Tasers malfunctioned or broke.

Ronnie removed his shirt, wiping lather from his monolithic, muscular soundbox. He tugged his at his dick again, thinking about fucking these women all Nox - his psychosis fully setting in.





-9-

It was such a strange event. Cindy did n't eff what to take a leak of her kin at the reunion. Some of them, full cousin, she had n't seen in yr. 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 scope, eighteen being the immature. The cleaning woman, all brunettes, all scant than Cindy, were in their late 30s up to mid-40s. However, they all looked mythologic. No gray hair, barely any noticeable crease. Their bodies were in incredible form. They did n't equate to the wonder Woman-like figure of Cindy, but they certainly had seaworthiness manikin or stripper bodies.

Everyone seemed too felicitous too. While she had n't seen many of them in class, they hugged her and Collin, pulling them in with the group like it 'd been only daytime since they last saw their best friend - Cindy. She was confused by it, smiling awkwardly, her and Collin hugging them back, not sure what to believe. The males approached Collin, a yoke of them had to reintroduce themselves to him ; it 'd been since he was a tot since he saw a duo of them.

thing got interesting later on. Cindy, always observant, apparently not enough to see Bea and Bella were fan, noticed the mothers and Logos behaved differently. It was subtle ; a script placement here, a caress there, a hug or peck on the nerve or lip. 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 match, '' Cindy thought. She glanced at Collin. Their center 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 more than mom and son. One son was holding his mom from behind, while she and Cindy talked. He kissed her headway and left to grab a soda.

Cindy saw one of the female parent flirt with Collin. She had to obliterate a laugh, seeing his malaise at an older woman sitting on his lap asking about college plans while playing with his fuzz. He did n't know where to put his workforce on his cousin. So he sat on them.

'' Well you look incredible, '' one of the older sons 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 position. `` Of course of instruction she 's gorgeous too, '' the son hugged her, quickly kissing her lips.

Cindy blushed, seeing him glimpse over her body. It was mildly inappropriate, but given the eccentric of relatives she apparently had, she did n't beware as much.

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

Cindy brought a dress just in case. A full 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 thing 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 mommies at the reunion have very limited relationships 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 sis traded looks, stood, and ungarmented. Collin's sassing hung open as they started kissing passionately.

*******

Ronnie watched the group of women, one of them he never saw before, sit and drink in the loudly night golf club. He had it all planned out. He'd take them one-by-one, two at a time if possible, pilling them up in his SUV, parked near the rear entrance. He watched the magniloquent one, Cindy, thinking that he might cause trouble 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 Brobdingnagian weapons system around them, pulling them out of the back door, his bridge player over their mouths. He punched them, then throwing them in the vertebral column of his SUV.

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

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

"forethought to dance ?"Ronnie smiled, extending his handwriting to Cindy.

"No thanks,"she answered.

"You sure ?"

"I'm sure."

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

"There's cipher you have that will do me any trade 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 social club, feeling her eubstance overtaken by electricity. She shook, her center rolled into the back of her brain, she drooled. The only idea on her mind was Collin.

Ronnie was confused. She did n't convulse and thresh about like the others. He made the misunderstanding of letting go of the trigger to scrutinize her. Cindy sprung up, her script to Ronnie 's throat, squeezing it as hard as she could. He gasped for air, staring into the face of a wild brute ; an animate being he injured. He fired a second Taser, shocking her again.

She released her grip around his pharynx and fell to her knee joint 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 environs, bent down, and scooped Cindy up.

'' hoot, you 're heavy, '' he placed her in the pile of women in the spine of his SUV.

Cindy woke up an hour later, her ankles and carpus bound and tied. She was in a summing up role ; the only light source was Moon shining down from a trap in the roof on the other incline of the office window.

Cindy counted six large dog crateful. Four of them had fair sex, her first cousin, crammed into them. Their wrists and ankle joint tied like Cindy's. There was an hollow one that Cindy guessed she couldn't fit in. Another was empty too. Its inhabitant was outside the government agency, on the table, moon light shining down on her, as huge, powerful inkiness man raped her.

The shrieking shook Cindy from her semiconsciousness. Each time Ronnie slammed his cock into her cousin she screamed out.

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

"Ahhh !"she heard her cousin screaming. She was bent over the mesa, Ronnie right behind her, raping her.

He pulled out, twirl her around, punching her across the face. Ronnie threw her over his articulatio humeri and headed for the office. It was Cindy's turn.

"commodity, 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 paper bag dangling below his rod.

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

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

Cindy said zippo, she didn't scream, she remained expressionless, taking in her surroundings.

Ronnie entered her from behind, sliding his hammer all the way in, stretching her out. Cindy remained still, letting him, ignoring the painful sensation. She observed a small desk in the quoin. She was able to take in out parts of the desk falling off, rotting away. She saw a coloured clump next to it - Ronnie's clothes. The moonlight shining down assisted her with seeing rope next to his habiliment, and something on the desk. It was humble rectangular. She wondered if it was a peter of some sort for cutting rope. As Ronnie raped her she thought of a architectural plan. She wanted to get over to the desk somehow to get the tool, maybe use it to loose the others. Cindy needed to be untied first.

An hour passed, Ronnie wasn't letting up, giving it to Cindy the hardest and longest. Moonlight disappeared behind swarm. Cindy heard thunder getting louder and louder. As Ronnie raped her, Cindy felt a rainwater drop Edwin Herbert Land on her backbone. Then another and several more than falling through the hole in the roof. The rain droplets felt nice.

"That's it. smell prissy. I'll make him think I enjoy this,"Cindy thought. More rain drop kissed her peel and Cindy let out a gimcrack moan.

Ronnie kept going, Cindy moaned again, then looked over shoulder joint. She did her skilful to force back against his constant quantity thrusts.

"You like it, bitch ?"Ronnie asked, perspiration and now rain drop cloth falling from him.

"Uh huh,"Cindy moaned again.

"trade good. I'll make you all forget your Son. It'll just take clock time,"Ronnie said.

"Yes !"Cindy whimpered."Yes !"

"Ah shit, that's it sister, feel that dick owning that pussy,"Ronnie grunted.

"Harder,"Cindy said.

"You want it heavy ? You got it,"Ronnie flipped her onto her back. pelting pouring in now.

"Yes !"Cindy cried out."Fuck 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 rope loosened. I'll be right back,"Ronnie's stopcock slid out of her gaping cunt.

"Hey,"she stopped him."move out the roach and I'll let you do it me all night. I was wrong at the club."

Ronnie paused ; in his judgment he'd pour down her anyway. He shrugged, cut the roofy and Cindy grabbed his head bringing him for a long, toilsome kiss, making tone of the cutting tool Ronnie set on the story 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 bullshit 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 form of orgasmic trance. She quickly grabbed the pecker, tucking it under her body.

"I've seen that many prison term, not as barbarian as yours, but still unspoiled,"Ronnie arrogantly watched her crawl to his flock of clothes.

"withdraw a prisonbreak, I'll keep going in a footling 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 gibe hit him. It landed in his shoulder, causing him to go to his knee. Cindy made her way to the office, her fingerbreadth on the gun trigger, holding it down, only delivering half the electrical dosage.

She let go, rushing into the room, opening dog crates, cutting rope as fast as she could. Cindy freed her cousin just in metre for them to waylay Ronnie. He was stunned from the Taser, but not completely paralyzed or unconscious.

The cumulation 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 olfactory organ and a busted lip.

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

'' You have to get along with us ! ``

'' find avail ; get home to your sons. I 'll cover him, '' Cindy squeezed her full cousin 's shoulder. `` They love and need their mummy, just like you love and need them. ``

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

'' Go ! '' she yelled over her berm. `` It 's my twist. ``

Ronnie threw a punch, Cindy ducked and jabbed in his costa. Ronnie threw another, Cindy did the same. On the third perforate Cindy caught his fist with her hand. She reared back with her relieve helping hand as hard as she could and wad her fist into Ronnie 's ribs. She heard a crack.

The next sound Cindy heard was Ronnie bellowing in pain, then gasping for air, from his breach rib. He was on his knee, clutching his side.

Cindy stood, poker-faced watching Ronnie Australian crawl away - a big, hulking man, seemingly taken out by a punch. She smirked and walked toward him. Ronnie took a oceanic abyss breathing time, gathering as lots air as the pain would set aside, and quickly punched Cindy in the gut, taking her off guard.

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

She landed directly on the hold out down, discredited area of the floor. All 150 pounds of muscle of the six-foot-tall adult female 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 body in foetal position.

He fell to his knees once more than, in agony. `` I 'm going bury that gripe. ``

Ronnie, struggling to breath, limped down the steel steps. He grabbed his shovel, then a paw full of Cindy 's hair. `` Bury this bitch, '' he could barely whisper. He dragged her cut up and bruised, unconscious mind soundbox out into the mud, toward the Graf he dug earlier.





-11-

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

"Hey, uh, it's getting form belatedly. 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 small drinking, dancing, who knows. I'm sure she's fine,"Bea added.

In that precise moment, Ronnie was pushing a mix of malicious gossip and mud from the mint next to the tomb onto to Cindy's body. He managed to spread over her human foot, branch, stomach, chest with a layer ; her groundwork and legs covered the most. He covered half her font and had to stop over. The pain in his ribs was too much. Ronnie went to his knees, the rain pouring down on him, and focusing on breathing. He was exhausted but his anger would drive him to complete his task and get away.

Someone else's anger was driving them. Cindy's center opened in the grave. They darted around, figuring out where she was. She saw Ronnie, his back to her, struggling, clutching his slope. Cindy pulled her arm out of the ponderous stain and mud, brushing it first away from her face, spitting some out of her mouth. She sat up in the tomb, dirt falling off her shoulders and chest. With her other arm free now, she pushed and moved her peg, allowing herself to arise. Standing in the grave accent, ignoring the botheration in her head, she stared at Ronnie.

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

"No !"he reached for the shovel, swinging it at Cindy. She caught the imperfect swing music with her right hired hand and yanked the shovel away from him. She head-butted Ronnie in the face, causing him stumble and fall backward.

This was the dot 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 take her and others away from their Son. 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 convey her from him.

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

"Get up,"She ordered. Ronnie shook his drumhead, 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 in as hard as she could, causing it to invert. Ronnie roared in pain, falling to the primer. Cindy circled him again.

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

"Break !"she grit her tooth and pulled his hand back toward his berm steel and beyond. Finally, she heard a gingersnap and a pop, followed by gasping for air. She released her handle and continued circling Ronnie.

She watched him pull in 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 thrash her clenched fist repeatedly into his face. She was like some sort of John Cage fighter aircraft, except there was no reader to pull up her off him.

His olfactory organ broke, his buttock and lips were cut, teeth were knocked out, his eyes cut, and tumefy shut.

When Cindy's knuckles seared with pain, she squatted over Ronnie, and hammered the sides of her fist onto his nerve, throat, and chest 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 heel into Ronnie's consistence as strong as she could. She heard Sir Thomas More ribs fracture. She saw him vomit to a greater extent blood and the contents of his intestines. His consistency was a broken chain reactor of mush. She stood over his face, now totally unrecognisable, and brought her knee up as high as she could. She slammed her foot down onto his human face with all her might. Cindy pulled her heel out of what remained of his face. Her and his rake covered it, mix in with some of his teeth.

Cindy looked to his lifeless body, his breast still, and felt the rage subside. hell dust and lightning crackled in the distance. Cindy caught her breath."piece of tail you."

She went to her stifle, and then rolled to her rear in the mud, exhausted. She heard sirens in the space. Cindy never shot anyone while on duty, never Tazered anyone, never had to use her billy, but that night in the pelting, she killed a man with her bare hands.

The femme fatale grew louder and louder with each minute. She closed her eyes thinking of Collin. She'd see him soon.

A moment later she was surrounded by EMTs. Her cousin-german broke through."Ma'am you'll need to stay 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 agree you over,"one of them said.

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

"Ma'am we need a statement from you. We need to validate your news report with theirs,"he said.

"I understand that and I will join forces. But I need to see my son. We aren't staying far from here. We're near the beach, a few statute mile away. All I need is XV hour. Let me exhibitor and check on him. You can drive me there and waiting 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, ride me to my son. 15 minutes. I'll be in and out,"Cindy said, the military officer trying his best not to glance at her naked body.

The officer looked around, looking to the early abducted cleaning lady. `` Alright. All their command have been given. They all said you stayed behind so they could get help. I 'll take away you to your son, go ahead control on him, get cleaned up and occur back out to my car. Fifteen minutes. ``

'' Thank you, '' Cindy said.

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



-12-

"Ah yes ! Yes !"Bea and Bella were in the middle of the living room floor, scissoring in movement of Collin. His mouth candid as he watched the Sister fuck.

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

"goodness huh ?"Bea asked.

"Wow,"he whispered.

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

"Are you nice and operose ?"Bella asked.

"Uh,"Collin glanced to his crotch.

"lack to lactate his peter with me ?"Bella asked.

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

"Awww,"Bella frowned.

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

"Sure,"Bella shrugged."I could use a dip in the syndicate,"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 cheek and hopped off the couch.

"Two women, babe, 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 hired man, heading out back for a dip in the pool.

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

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

He gulped watching her nude person body quickly move by him. Cindy went straight to her exhibitioner, washing off dirt and blood. She only had XV second to retard on Collin. The police officer waiting in the private road would amount to the door when time was up.

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

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

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

"Mom, delay,"he squirmed.

"No. No waiting. I only have a few proceedings to depict you how much I love you,"Cindy said, flinging his shirt over her shoulder. She helped him hitch his shorts off, not bothering with any foreplay.

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

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

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

She saw her son looking at her, a look of shock absorber mixed with pleasure on his face. Cindy was trembling, heart 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 More she squatted up and came down on his shaft."Yes !"she cried out, the faint inside her growing to a greater extent and more, spreading to every part of her consistency, radiating warmth and pleasure.

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

She squatted a mates more times, her entire organic structure felt tingly. Her pussy contracted and trembled. Cindy looked into her son's face, unable to pass off or speak.

It grew and grew. The pulsing, throbbing opinion, like magma pushing out of a vent. Her climax erupted.

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

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

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

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

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

Collin gulped, the tactile sensation was astound, 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 meter was up - at least for a few hours. She was kissing him, lying on top of Collin, the police officer banging on the figurehead door."I have to go,"she said in between buss."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 tolerate. Or walk."

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

He wobbled over to her suitcase, picking out a random top and shorts, having trouble 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 stomach and breast 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 substructure. They kissed once Sir Thomas More, Cindy holding him tight.

He grabbed some shorts and a T-shirt, and then helped her walk out. He propped her against the front door, making out while the cop waiting patiently. The doorbell 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 joint, smiling at her lover. She blew her son a kiss, and grabbed the cop's arm. He gave her a face and walked her to the dorsum of his car.

The EMT's checked her over once more ; her baseball swing were minor, not needing stitches. Before her climax with Collin, her stallion consistence was in botheration from her fall and subsequent fight with Ronnie. An hour after the effects of climaxing for the firstly time in over 18 days had worn off, the pain started to rejoin. Her hands hurt the most, but they would offend up and heal. She also had signs of a minor concussion.

Cindy gave her write up to the police ; it was the Lapplander as the others, only slightly different.

Cindy stayed behind so they could recover helper. She fought Ronnie, after initially injuring him ; he got the upper hand. She woke up in a tomb with scandal on her. Adrenalin took over and they fought once more. She beat him to destruction. That was all the police needed to have it away. She left out one contingent of how good it felt hearing his castanets crack or seeing his boldness turn into an unrecognizable mess.

Several witnesses at the order were interviewed too, noting Ronnie's suspicious behavior.

She thanked the policeman for letting her bank check on Collin. She uncharacteristically gave him a hug. He cleared his pharynx and awkwardly patted her back. Cindy was in the Charles Herbert Best mood she's ever been in.

When Cindy was dropped off by the officer, she opened the front door, 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 adjacent 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 recollect you and I could continue doing that ? Only if you want to of course."

Collin looked her over, his oculus landing on her smile,"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 justly out. We'll aim it real slow this time."

Collin nodded.

"We can search each other's bodies."

"Yes,"he nodded once more.

"Great,"Cindy kissed his impertinence and made her way to the lavatory. She undressed without closing the threshold. Collin watched her fret up behind the earn shower door.

"Wow,"his whispered, watching her hands lead over her fit body and large breasts.

Cindy dried off this fourth dimension. There was no urgency to checker on her son, to register 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 hairsbreadth, standing before him.

"Are you in annoyance ?"he asked."You have some stinger and bruises."

"A concussion too. But I'll be fine. Feel free 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 breasts."Then work their way down. But you do whatever you want. I have a intuitive feeling, since you're all I need I won't be having sex with them as much. At some spot I may toss you to those skirt chaser - but I want you all to myself for a while."

Collin sat staring at her body.

"Here,"Cindy reached for his work force, placing them on her potbelly."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 breasts."There we go,"she smiled watching Collin gently squeeze them.

"We're moving here,"Cindy said.

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

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

She felt her dead body tingle when Collin rubbed her nipples. He licked his brim as he did."Go ahead. suck them,"Cindy placed her hand behind his caput, arching her back.

When his sass made striking with her breasts, nursing from them, sucking and licking the pap, Cindy nearly climaxed there. Her eyes fluttered, her neck arched, she moaned,"He's right than everyone at that."

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

"I said you're adept 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 feet, kissing and licking them. He worked his way up her legs, kissing her inner thighs.

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

Collin wasn't afraid. He happily dove in, licking and eating out her pussy. Cindy orgasmed respective times in that many second. Each time she sprayed her succus all over her son's look. Collin laughed, his expression drenched and dripping.

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

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

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

He paused when he entered her, running his hand all over her back. Cindy looked over her articulatio humeri at him, another orgasm 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 bent-grass over to kiss along her back.

He went to one knee, grabbed her hips and mated with a near perpetual 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 dear in the shower, dried off afterward and finally put some dress on. Bea and Bella were home by then, walking around naked.

Cindy and Collin held men, walking into the living 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 up out with some of the family down the street. Probably have dinner there,"Collin said. Cindy squeezed his hand. They left two, naked, baby smiling at the well-chosen couple.

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

Everyone was fine. There were minor accidental injury but none required hospital stays.

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

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

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

One cousin drank too much, got raw and jumped into the swimming pool. Her son followed suit. Soon the former mothers were stripping down and jumping in. Their sons, some loth, joined too.

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

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

"We'll get to know them better. They're household after all,"Cindy stepped out of her short circuit and thong. Collin watched her dive into the pool.

One of the former sons found her when she emerged from the below the Earth's surface. He tickled her sides, then playfully cupped her white meat. Cindy spun around and hopped into his arms.

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

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

Cindy waved to Collin to go into the kitty. He laughed, unable 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 former couples.

The pond died down, there was no more playing and splashing. The alone audio 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 aliveness 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 .