Author 's notation : This is the final Policewomen taradiddle. This is Cindy 's third history in the series. She 's a cleaning lady unable to orgasm. You do n't have to study her initiative two floor - where she tries char, then inkiness men - but this one is her final endeavour to cum. As with the former incest story in this series, this one is vehement. There aren't any detonation or gunfire like the others, but this babe of barbarity gets quite physical.



-1-

Ronnie sat alone in his flat, naked, pumping his big black cock. He wasn't horny, he was angry. mentation of the infinite white womanhood he and his brother have had coursed through his head. In the past times year or so, things changed. The quantity of cleaning lady throwing themselves at him decreased ; these woman seemed to prefer individual else.

Ever since he moved to Charleston, he noticed more and more strange happening. All the womanhood that lived near him, who he saw regularly on the beach, didn't notice him much. They were hanging around younger, not as yellowish brown, 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. char after woman politely declined, instead opting to dance with another guy. Ronnie saw the resemblance ; he figured it out.

Sitting there jacking off, pleasuring himself for the first prison term in class, Ronnie thought about the almost constant stream of sex he had daily. He thought about the hold up woman he had sex with - Stephanie.

It was several hebdomad ago. The blonde was walking with another woman and her son along the beach. Ronnie watched her hug the cleaning lady and kiss her son goodbye. They departed and Stephanie continued her walk alone.

Ronnie couldn't remember what he said to her. Something about the atmospheric condition, something about her bikini, maybe he introduced himself at that foremost 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 staying power for the nighttime - it'd been quite a while since he had slit. Not knowing when or if he'd get any again, he barely managed to successfully fuck her all night long.

Sucking on her tits, as his climax 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 stumble. She didn't say she was her son's buff, but the way she said it, made Ronnie actualize 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 lead anyone for him ; she wasn't going to show up the following dark begging for his black peter like so many women before. She was already devoted and addicted to person - her son.

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

His comrade Rodney was experiencing a similar phenomenon in Miami - his stable of woman was drying up, moving away, showing no real interestingness in him.

Rodney and Ronnie were teammates. They worked together obtaining and fucking as many cleaning lady as possible. When they both lived in Miami, their apartments were filled with interchangeable cleaning woman. 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 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 error, no car wrecks. He would depend for adult female and use up them from their sons.

*******

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

"Cindy,"her kickboxing instructor interrupted her, over an time of day after class ended."Go home,"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 legs to sound off with at my next class,"he joked."Is everything ok ? You've been staying late for a few months now."

"Fine. Just need to palliate focus,"Cindy told a one-half truth.

Her instructor shrugged and greeted a few students for the next class. A few here and now later, Cindy stopped her kicks, caught her hint, grabbed her bag, and left.

On the way home, after a tenacious day on her patrol route, then her kickboxing form, Cindy thought about how ripe a shower would feel. Afterward, she'd set about her draw near nightly masturbation ritual. She would choose from her vast aggregation of anal beads, dildos, and vibrators - all of varying sizes from small 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 integral to an issue she was having. In the shower, she rinsed off and lathered up her fatigue muscularity, moaning slightly when she held her chest, running her thumb over her erect nipples.

Cindy rubbed her button intellection of the last sexual climax she had - 18 years ago.

It was a rarefied, but possible, phenomena ; having an climax during childbirth. Cindy moaned a trivial louder thinking about it in the hot shower. She was pushing her baby out, her mother and nanny cheering her on. She felt something building, tingling, and electrocution, possibly due to her vagina being stretched out. She didn't know or care ; she simply recalled how near it felt, approaching two decades ago.

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

Her marriage fell apart, psychiatrist didn't helper, and physician didn't help as nada physically wrong with her was found.

The import passed in the shower. Cindy's mentation returned to her coming month. She rinsed her hair mentation of her and Collin traveling to capital of West Virginia, S Carolina for two reasons. One was a crime syndicate reunion she agreed to go to. She hardly ever saw those cousins, rarely ever sending bill 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 petition at the precinct and looked forward to this trip - not to see her congeneric, but to see her irregular reason.

Several minutes later, Cindy was on the speech sound with her instant reason.

"Rub that kitty,"her secure friend, Bea, ordered."Think of me licking it, eating it. amount on !"

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

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

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

Bea was helpful, or tried to be. A few years ago she suggested Cindy try sex with cleaning lady, hoping an orgasm would come from it. Bea offered herself to her friend. Sadly, that didn't piece of 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.

"Diana, I'm so meritless,"Bea said, using her nickname with Cindy. Bea once told Cindy she reminded her of Wonder cleaning woman in world-wide appearance - Diana being the superhero's first name.

"It's hunky-dory, Bea. This is how it is. I'm not designed to have an orgasm,"Cindy said, lugubriousness of that fact washing over her.

"wealthy person you met anyone down there ?"

"No. Stopped dating, stopped trying. I just do these headphone 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 remember how it felt, what it was like. It ends up with me recalling giving nascency to Collin,"Cindy said.

There was a pause on the other railway line ; Cindy heard Bea's muffled voice, talking to somebody in the elbow room. There was giggling, Cindy assumed it was Bea's sister.

"What about Collin ?"Bea asked.

"What about him ?"

"Well, his birth caused you to 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 succeeding hypnotism ?"Cindy rolled her eyes.

"Think about it. You had one giving birthing 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 sexual climax ; maybe that was a mark that he is the only one that could."

"That's illegal, demented -"

"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 bedchamber, she smiled at her naked baby, Bella."I told her. Maybe she'll try it,"Bea said.

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

Cindy picked a large dildo to use. Normally she'd ride it, using it for a few hours, but Bea's proposition caused her to pause 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 shift bear. As she drifted off to sleep, an persona 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 center and left her chamber, tiptoeing naked to Collin's room.

"She's weirdo,"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 damage and perverse, but something indeed. Maybe not only was Collin's giving birth key, but he himself was.

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

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





-2-

The future day Cindy responded to a domestic disturbance call at a trailer park. She followed protocol and called for backing, waiting patiently for it to arrive. It happened to be the maitre d'hotel of the precinct. When he arrived, they nodded to one another and walked toward the prevue in question.

"We ain't hurtin'nobody !"a tumid, corpulence woman, wearing only a gown yelled at Cindy a few minutes later.

When she answered the door, it was easy for the police officer to smell the smoke of Cannabis sativa. They asked if they could enter the home plate, a short, small man only wearing underdrawers told his wife to"let them in, we ain't got nothing to hide."

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

Cindy pointed it out and an argument followed. The skipper handcuffed the woman. Her small hubby 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 privateness 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 Captain's patrol car.

She broke free of his bobby pin and ran off, Cindy was close enough to extend her pes and misstep the large piece of prevue ballpark trash."Oops,"Cindy grinned, receiving a thank you from her Captain.

*******

That Nox Cindy pulled a large dildo out of her, once again mentation of her terminal orgasm during Collin's birth. She was on the telephone 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 hypnotism ?"

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

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

"Big D ?"

"Yeah, Diana. You're 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 suction cup base.

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

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

"Like pot."

"Huh ?"

"We arrested a distich 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 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 other that way - guilt, shame over what we did."

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

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

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

"Any fate ?"Bella asked.

"Nope. It'll take clock time 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 postponement to get her in bed with us again."

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

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

*******

Ronnie unlocked and slid open a large door to an abandoned storage warehouse. He was able to realise a deal with the property owners, lying about his intentions for renovating it for them to deal. He was surprised he pulled it off. He'd been eyeing the building for a patch, driving by it, peeking in some of the office windows that weren't boarded up. The warehouse itself was just remote of townsfolk, not far from Creek and marshlands.

He tugged at his big black dick, walking around the complex, taking eminence of its inside. He walked up a steel staircase to the second floor. Ronnie surmised warehouse coach sat up there, overlooking the facility, long, long ago.

There was a turgid hole in the roof. Ronnie could see where rain poured in. There was water damage on the trading floor of the second fib overlook. He could see floor boards rotting away. Ronnie looked up through a hole in the ceiling adjacent, flossy, white cloud visible against the blue sky. He saw a bird's nest near the hole situated on a beam.

He whipped his dick out and casually stroked himself, thinking of his programme. He decided to bring the adult female to this second storey overlook surface area. The power is where their cages would be. Ronnie thought about setting up a simple board in the heart of the overlook. This would be where he would spoil 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 succeeding night, Cindy's bed was slamming against the rampart. She was riding the large dildo she owned."Come on !"she closed her eyes, grit her dentition, fucking the dildo as hard as she could.

She didn't care if she woke Collin."come on !"she thought of an climax traveling through her body. nada happened.

Cindy went to her backrest, grabbing the pedestal 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 single thought. Collin on top of her ; his hammer plunging in and out of her instead of the dildo. Cindy's eye's slam opened, she stopped fucking herself. For a snag bit she thought she felt something - something incredible brought on by sentiment of her son.

"No,"she whispered, pulling the dildo out, tossing it aside. Her hand traveled up her stomach, over her breast, tweaking her pap. She thought of Collin again, sucking her boob then kissing her.

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

*******

'' Well ? '' Bea asked on the phone the succeeding Night. `` How are matter progressing ? You 'll be here soon for your family reunion. reckon you and Collin will be a duo by then ? ``

'' Ha ! A span ? initiative it was just sleeping with him, now you 're suggesting we 'd be a duo ? '' 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 gauge, he 's the key to making you cum again, therefore, you 'll be his adult female. ``

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

'' Just imagine him inside you, making you climax so very honorable, 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 times. Both of my hint for affair to try receive failed. This is my third and last mesmerism. I feel that if you and Collin become lovers, not just mom and son, you will have an orgasm every time you two make erotic love. He gave you one when he was born. ``

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

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

'' That sounded good, '' a naked Bella entered the room, after stepping out of the 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 baby who have sex with one another. Now shut up and give me that pussy, bitch, '' Bea said.

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

Cindy paced back and Forth River in her room. This entire theme from Bea had been swimming in her mind since she brought it up. `` What if it was consensual ? No one would lie with. 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 right ? What if Collin gives me an coming from sex for the kickoff time ? ``

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

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

*******

Cindy went a couple days without calling Bea. She texted her friend a round-eyed `` ca n't sing. thinking. ``

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

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

'' Oh, hi, '' Cindy glanced over her shoulder to her son, a yoke inches little than her.

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

'' I 'm OK, '' 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 myopic with him. She turned around, `` Collin. ``

'' Hmm ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

*******

Ronnie purchased various dog crates designed for declamatory strain. He reasoned an grownup womanhood would fit in them. It'd be cramped and horribly uncomfortable. He didn't care. He would tie their wrists together so they couldn't let themselves out.

The dog crateful were lining the back wall of the decrepit part on the second base. Ronnie positioned a tabularize several pes away from the door, directly under the large maw in the roof. He'd make his fun with them there, reminding them of what they are missing out on, what he can offer them.

Ronnie inspected the imperfect area in the floor, lightly stepping on it, observing how well-fixed it gave away. He made sure to avert the orbit, lest he wanted to go down through to the showtime floor.

His sick little area, where he would read mother and keep them, ache them, hang them, then bury them was turning out quite nicely.





-4-

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

"Yes."

"Ok,"he waited."Well ?"

"Um, I'll be compensate back,"Cindy headed to the kitchen, searching for any hard liquor they had. She found some vodka Bea left a few calendar month ago. Cindy opened and poured herself a shot. Downing it quickly, she poured another nip, 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 indigence, to talk to you about something I've been going through my whole lifespan. Only a couple doctors and Bea and Bella know about it."

"Mom, are you sure nada is wrong."

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

"Mom,"Collin placed his script on hers.

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

"We're both adults now. You're eighteen, you know how the chick and the bees work. The effect I've had my entire lifetime 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 orgasm. I'm unable to have one. You know what an -"

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

"Anyway, I don't have them. You're not an cretin. 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 need to go into details. If you're a tribade, 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 things. I've talk to doctors, nothing is physically legal injury 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 differentiate you. I'm sorry about your outlet with that stuff though."

"It's fine. I wanted to let you have it away that while I can't have one, I have had one. Only one. The lonesome sexual climax I've ever had was a footling over eighteen years ago."

Collin cleared his throat, slightly uncomfortable with this conversation."That's a foresightful prison term. I'm really sorry to learn that."

"It was when I gave parturition to you."

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

"It's rarefied, but apparently it's been known to find - women having an orgasm during accouchement. Bea has been trying to help me, offering mesmerism, things like that. She even,"Cindy gave a fake joke."She even said you were the cause of the orgasm and maybe you'd be the only mortal to pass 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 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 drunk or something,"Cindy tried to make it vocalize like Bea wasn't serious, even though she was.

"Yeah, that's half-baked,"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 call up about it. I can't believe it, but I actually did. I guess that's what'll happen after eighteen age of not having an climax - 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 imagine about doing that with me ?"Cindy asked.

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

Cindy nodded, her centre lowered."Alright. I just wanted to talk to you about it. In case you ever see me in a bad mood or acting strange or frantic, you'll know what's mostly belike 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 great chugs of vodka, Cindy stood in front of her lavatory mirror in a matching blackened bra and thong. She smiled at herself and retrieved a pillowcase. She left her room and headed to Collin's.

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

"wellspring ?"Cindy asked."If I cover my case, would it take a shit it easier ?"

Collin laughed and pulled the pillow slip off her head.

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

"Mom, your face is just o.k.. It looks bully,"he glanced at her body."All of you looks keen. You could pass for curiosity Woman - just like Bea says."

"Thank you. Maybe we could just give ear out. Watch a flick or something,"Cindy suggested, extending her arm.

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

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

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

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

He put his arm around her, kissing her head."I'm sorry you have trouble in that detail 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 handwriting 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 to a greater extent hour. Collin turned off the TV, extended his script, and they headed to their bedrooms.

"I love you, Collin,"Cindy was hugging him at her room access."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 ovolo in her thong to attract 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 sentence it wasn't out of angriness and pent up frustration, but out of hopefulness, determination, and overall happiness. She felt like a weighting had been lifted by telling Collin of her climax problem. His reaction of not being thoroughly grossed out by Bea's hypnotism, plus the flavor he gave her when they said goodnight, made Cindy mean 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 voltage answer - a discourse for her issue.

That day in Charleston, Ronnie was engaged studying, watching the women on the beach near his domicile. As he suspected they were with their Logos. He saw a group of brunet, in their bikinis, with younger men, playing volleyball game, playing in the ocean, or sitting with each other. He heard a few of the Guy call out"mom"here and there while addressing them. He saw an older brunette handing out sandwiches, in a motherly mode, to youthful cat. 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 note of the neighborhood, deciding to drive around inside it that night.





-5-

"DOE this hurt ?"Cindy asked, sitting on top of Collin, rubbing his back the side by side night.

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

Cindy continued massaging his shoulders and back."You looking forward to our capital of West Virginia head trip later this month ? I know it'll be nice to see Bea and Bella."

"Yeah, I guess."

"Our family too. It's been many twelvemonth since I've seen them. I was kinda of traumatize they reached out to me to invite us to this reunification. I'm more than looking forward to seeing Bea and Bella though."

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

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

"Huh ?"

Cindy leaned down, whispering in his ear,"I'm not trying to make 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 pass off ? How would it happen ?"

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

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

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

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

"That too. I don't know, maybe some form of amatory even to see if it'd be too Wyrd,"Collin added.

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

"Ha, right."

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

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

"No. There's something wrong up here,"Cindy pointed to her head."The doctors have examined me and run test. They have found cipher wrong with my office down there. Everything oeuvre normally, nothing 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 make 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 lots vivid info,"Cindy grinned.

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

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

"I could never hate you, Mom."

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

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

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

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

"Of course."

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

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

"Yeah, I kinda finger 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 gross. I'll say that much."

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

*******

Ronnie was at the club the succeeding Nox, watching the Saami group of brunette moms. They were all dressed up, saltation, boozing, enjoying a girl's night out. He was able-bodied to deduce, by eavesdropping on their conversation from a nearby table, that they were sisters. They were chattering on and on, mentioning diverse manful names. One of them said"my son,"“ your son,"and so on, followed by talk of sex enactment. 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 to the highest degree of their conversation, pretending to be playing on his headphone in the booth behind theirs.

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

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

In the President Bush, with binoculars, Ronnie spied on the female parent. He shook his headspring, disgusted that they didn't even close the blinds. Each house he spied on he watched them walk through the house, not a care in the world, undressing as they made their way to a bedroom. The big, beautiful household lit up one-by-one, mothers entering their bedroom, to take care of their boy all night.

He could see a few couples fucking, a mother on top, riding and bouncing on a dick. Ronnie snuck through the dour alleyway between the beach nursing home. He heard muffled cries of pleasure coming from the inside. Ronnie was able to see into one's backyard pool area. One of the adult female, the one who was drunkard 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 woman climax, angriness building inside him. It wouldn't be hanker before he would take these mothers from their boy and show them what they were missing. He tugged at his tool and headed back to his car.





-6-

"Am I too sound ?"Cindy asked the next night, in her pajama shorts and armored combat vehicle top, straddling Collin on the couch.

"Nah, you're good."

"Do you have any question for me ?"

"About your condition ?"

"Anything really. The ‘ condition'or maybe what I've done to try to fix it or this whole incest estimate 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 header."She tried to help oneself me every single night. All night."

"Ok, ok, I get it."

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

"You have toys ?"

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

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

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

"What ? How many metre you what ?"

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

"Really ?"

"I do it almost every dark, Collin. I know it's pointless. I know it won't body of work, but in the backbone of my brain 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 rima oris hung open."O-ok."

"Sorry, too often info again, right ?"

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

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

"Yeah, that."

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

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

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

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

Collin complied, silently walking his mom to her bedroom doorway again. Cindy hugged him, kissing his cheek."It was nice spending more clip with you."

"Yeah it was."

"Collin ? Can I try something ?"

"Like what ?"

"Don't worry, nothing too scary."

"Uh ok, sure."

"Close your oculus. Don't worry,"Cindy said. Collin did as was told. Cindy paused a here and now, looking to her son, a couple inches shorter than her. She took a deep breathing time and slowly kissed his backtalk. She closed her centre, letting her lips joint to his. She felt her spine chill then ended the kiss.

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

Collin's optic fluttered afford."No, Mom. Wasn't bad at all."

She bit her ass lip,"I swear I'm not trying to score 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 earphone and called Bea.

Bea and Bella were covered in sweat, having rubbed pussies, scissoring for a few 60 minutes. Bea collapsed, out-of-breath, and answered the phone.

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

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

"Just wanted to let you lie with 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, third clock time's the magical spell !"

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

"Ok,"Bea smiled."You have a skilful dark. I have a special booster 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 ways we had, she never suspected anything. But when she arrives here, my sweet sis, we will show her our piffling secret in mortal,"Bea grinned.





-7-

It was the night before Cindy and Collin's drive up to South Carolina from FL. In her tankful top and panties, she was lying on Collin's chest in his bed.

"Do you reckon 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 niggling biased though."

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

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

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

"audio scarey,"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 father. part of me thinks if we had sex and became lovers, that you'd miss out on formula stuff,"Cindy said.

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

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

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

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

"Huh ?"

"I kissed you the former night. I'd like you to try kissing me. On the backtalk. 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 quick mountain on the lips.

"Collin ! You can do ripe 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 Lady,"his mother said."You've taken me to bed. Please buss me."

Collin took a trench breath, looking to her backtalk, her closed optic, then down to her chest of drawers, watching it go up and down with each breath. He gulped, closed his eyes and moved toward her lips.

Cindy felt her spine tingle again. His backtalk pressed softly against hers. She touched his brass and increased the insistence. She pulled him in, their back talk 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 back talk 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 buss 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 stomach, continuing to osculate her. His hand slid under her armored combat vehicle top, resting on her abs. Cindy moaned, grabbing his head with both paw, 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 hired man further Frederick North. His finger's breadth touched part of her breast ; his mother moaned into his mouth.

"Do it,"she urged him.

Collin's mitt covered a bosom, squeezing softly, feeling the erect nipple against his medal."Yes,"Cindy broke the candy kiss, gasping for air.

Collin kissed at her neck adjacent. Cindy turned her head to the English, her body tingling all over, as Collin massaged a breast. She wondered if Bea was right all along. Collin is who was needed to pretend her cum.

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

"Oh, Collin, yes,"she whispered. Cindy felt something, something early than an erection against her panties. She felt like she could misplace herself with him. She felt like she could give her body to Collin every day.

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

It rang several times before Cindy broke the kiss, annoyingly grabbing her earpiece. 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 big. 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 shoulder,"Alright, rattling. See you and everyone else then."

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

Collin nodded, watching his topless female parent provide his room. He lay down, his philia racing, trying to make horse sense of what just happened.

Arriving to her room, Cindy kicked off her step-in and climbed into bed."Bea is correct. Collin is the answer."





-8-

Collin slept almost half the way there the following morning. As Cindy drove from their Tampa home, thinking about the consequence from the previous night, she'd glance at him and smile.

Past Jacksonville, they stopped for breakfast. They were placidity as they ate. Cindy could tell Collin felt awkward. She didn't and acted as though nothing happened.

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

"Not very."

"What does that mean ? Collin, are you a virgin ? Have you played around ?"his female parent asked.

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

"I really enjoyed last dark,"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 of merchandise. Had I not got that phone call, we might have."

"Yeah."

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

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

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

Collin remained quiet.

"Did you love shoemaker's last nighttime ? Our piffling session ?"

Collin nodded.

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

He nodded once more.

Cindy smiled, driving along."wellspring, 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 toy with me instead."

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

"Let me know. No pressure."

*******

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

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

Bella emerged dressed and pulled Collin off the couch."We're going to the store. We need stuff for dinner party 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 nothing, Cindy standing, taking the belittled 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 mammilla."I missed you too,"Cindy said, popping a nipple out of her mouth.

Bella and Collin arrived an time of day later from the store. Bella sent a text to let them cognize they were there, Bea's phone 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 puddle, Bella occasionally hearing a muffled cry of pleasure coming from her sister.

Bea emerged an hr 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 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 side by side 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 weewee."We've been trying to assist her."

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

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

"aid ?"

Bea climbed off his rachis, swimming to his forepart, wrapping her legs around him in the water."Help her see how park and how wonderful incest is."

Collin was confused.

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

Collin slowly nodded.

They played in the ocean a footling longer, 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 sleep together you tonight."

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

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

"Heh, alright."

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

They ate dinner together, chatted about Bea and Bella's lovely new home, talked about how well-disposed the neck of the woods is. Bea didn't live far from the family reunion Cindy and Collin were attending the next day.

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

Collin fell asleep in her arms. She held him on the sofa, savoring his fondness. After an time of day or so, Cindy starting to fade, she walked Collin to bed before she herself fell asleep.

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

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

Cindy moaned, implements of war extended, lying on her back, the two char worshiping her body. They licked and kissed over every muscular tissue. They worked their way up, each taking a bosom to their mouths. Cindy felt no itch to climax, but loved the attention from her friends.

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

"A little."

The sisters smiled at one another, their lips touching, which led to mouths porta, and lingua invading. Cindy watched them kiss, fondle, caress one another. Finally, they 69'd, Cindy's kitty-cat dripping wet while watching them.

The sisters locked their branch around each other. They did their well to be quiet, all while forgetting Cindy was there, watching them.

They kissed each former during their orgasms in try to muffle 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 salutary job of keeping it hidden from everyone,"Bea added.

The three women shared a passionate kiss."Are you two devotee ? A duad ?"Cindy asked.

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

"shuffle sentiency now. Why you suggested Collin and I do this."

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

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

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

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

*******

That Nox, Ronnie dug shallow graves outside of his summing up warehouse. He dug ten graves, the dirt piled succeeding to each one. He had no idea how many mother he'd be able to abduct. He was assuming at least five.

The next day he would go hunting. almost of it would consist of more observance and following. But he would play his Tasers, his SUV would be cleaned out, making sufficiency room for their organic structure. He was unable to purchase a gun in a timely fashion, so a baseball bat was brought along in case the Tasers malfunctioned or broke.

Ronnie removed his shirt, wiping lather from his massive, brawny body. He tugged his at his pecker again, thinking about fucking these woman all night - his psychosis fully setting in.





-9-

It was such a strange event. Cindy did n't sleep with what to make of her family at the reunion. Some of them, cousin-german, she had n't seen in class. 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. too soon to mid-20s seemed to be the Old age range, XVIII being the youngest. The cleaning lady, all brunettes, all shorter than Cindy, were in their late 30s up to mid-40s. However, they all looked fabulous. No gray haircloth, barely any noticeable wrinkles. Their bodies were in incredible shape. They did n't compare to the Wonder Woman-like physique of Cindy, but they certainly had fitness exemplar or striptease artist bodies.

Everyone seemed too happy too. While she had n't seen many of them in years, they hugged her and Collin, pulling them in with the radical like it 'd been only days since they endure saw their best acquaintance - Cindy. She was confused by it, smiling awkwardly, her and Collin hugging them back, not sure enough what to cogitate. The male person approached Collin, a couple of them had to re-introduce themselves to him ; it 'd been since he was a yearling since he saw a dyad of them.

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

The way they talked to her, asking her inquiry 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 head and left to grab a soda.

Cindy saw one of the mothers flirt with Collin. She had to enshroud a joke, seeing his unease at an older woman sitting on his lap asking about college programme while playing with his hair. He did n't know where to put his work force on his cousin. So he sat on them.

'' Well you look unbelievable, '' one of the previous 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 side. `` Of course she 's gorgeous too, '' the son hugged her, quickly kissing her lips.

Cindy blushed, seeing him coup d'oeil over her body. It was mildly incompatible, but given the type of relatives she apparently had, she did n't listen as much.

They invited Cindy to go out with them that evening - women only. Collin suggested she 'd cause fun. In truth, he felt awkward, so did Cindy. They were surrounded by mothers 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 frock just in case. A cousin picked her up, and she left Collin alone with her admirer Bea and Bella.

'' Soooo ? '' Bea said, sitting future 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 mommies at the reunion have very special kinship 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 sisters traded looks, stood, and undressed. Collin's sass hung assailable as they started kissing passionately.

*******

Ronnie watched the group of women, one of them he never saw before, sit and beverage in the aloud night club. He had it all planned out. He'd take them one-by-one, two at a fourth dimension if possible, pilling them up in his SUV, parked near the rump entrance. He watched the tallest one, Cindy, thinking that he might receive trouble with her.

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

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

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

"upkeep to trip the light fantastic toe ?"Ronnie smiled, extending his paw to Cindy.

"No thanks,"she answered.

"You sure ?"

"I'm sure."

Ronnie tugged at his prick through his shortstop."Aww, descend on."

"There's nothing you have that will do me any skillful,"Cindy glanced to his genitals, grabbed her handbag and left.

Ronnie sneered and followed.





-10-

Cindy fell to her genu, in an alley outside the club, feeling her eubstance overtaken by electricity. She shook, her middle rolled into the rear of her head, she drooled. The only opinion on her nous 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 trigger to inspect her. Cindy sprung up, her manus to Ronnie 's throat, squeezing it as hard as she could. He gasped for air, staring into the face of a angry animal ; an animal he injured. He fired a second Taser, shocking her again.

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

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

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

'' tinker's damn, you 're leaden, '' he placed her in the bundle of charwoman in the vertebral column of his SUV.

Cindy woke up an 60 minutes later, her ankles and wrists boundary and tied. She was in a rundown office ; the only when light source was Moon shining down from a golf hole in the roof on the early side of the post window.

Cindy counted six big dog crates. Four of them had cleaning woman, her cousins, crammed into them. Their wrists and ankle joint tied like Cindy's. There was an empty one that Cindy guessed she couldn't fit in. Another was empty too. Its inhabitant was outside the government agency, on the mesa, moon light shining down on her, as immense, muscular melanise man raped her.

The shriek shook Cindy from her stupor. Each time Ronnie slammed his prick 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 niche crate.

"Ahhh !"she heard her cousin scream. She was bent over the table, Ronnie right 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 office. It was Cindy's turn.

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

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

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

Cindy said nothing, she didn't scream, she remained expressionless, taking in her surroundings.

Ronnie entered her from backside, sliding his cock all the way in, stretching her out. Cindy remained still, letting him, ignoring the pain in the neck. She observed a small desk in the corner. She was able to make out region of the desk falling off, rotting away. She saw a sorry clump next to it - Ronnie's apparel. The moonshine shining down assisted her with seeing rope next to his article of clothing, and something on the desk. It was lowly rectangular. She wondered if it was a tool of some sort for cutting Mexican valium. As Ronnie raped her she thought of a programme. She wanted to get over to the desk somehow to get the shaft, maybe use it to free the others. Cindy needed to be undo first.

An minute passed, Ronnie wasn't letting up, giving it to Cindy the tough and prospicient. moonlight disappeared behind clouds. Cindy heard thunder getting louder and louder. As Ronnie raped her, Cindy felt a rain drop-off earth on her back. Then another and several more falling through the maw in the roof. The rainfall droplets felt nice.

"That's it. smell nice. I'll make him think I enjoy this,"Cindy thought process. More rain drop cloth kissed her hide and Cindy let out a loud moan.

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

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

"Uh huh,"Cindy moaned again.

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

"Yes !"Cindy whimpered."Yes !"

"Ah shit, that's it child, feel that peter owning that pussy,"Ronnie grunted.

"Harder,"Cindy said.

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

"Yes !"Cindy cried out."piece of ass me !"

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

"Ow, ow, my articulatio radiocarpea,"Cindy complained.

"You want that rope loosened. I'll be redress back,"Ronnie's turncock slid out of her gaping pussycat.

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

Ronnie paused ; in his judgment he'd kill her anyway. He shrugged, cut the rophy and Cindy grabbed his headspring bringing him for a foresightful, hard candy kiss, making musical note of the cutting pecker Ronnie set on the trading floor nearby.

She wrapped her subdivision and stage 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 delight as loud 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 board, Ronnie sliding out of her, pretending to be in some form of orgasmic spell. She quickly grabbed the tool, tucking it under her body.

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

"Take a breakage, I'll keep open going in a picayune bit,"Ronnie said. Cindy reached his apparel, feeling around in the darken 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 knee joint. Cindy made her way to the position, her fingerbreadth on the initiation, 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 first cousin just in meter for them to waylay Ronnie. He was stunned from the Taser, but not completely paralyzed or unconscious.

The pile 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 break lip.

'' Go ! Get assist ! '' Cindy ordered.

'' You have to make out with us ! ``

'' discovery help ; get family to your Son. I 'll handle him, '' Cindy squeezed her cousin-german '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 shoulder joint. `` It 's my turn. ``

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

The future sound Cindy heard was Ronnie bellowing in pain in the neck, then gasping for air, from his broken rib. He was on his genu, clutching his side.

Cindy stood, poker-faced watching Ronnie crawling away - a big, hulking man, seemingly taken out by a biff. She smirked and walked toward him. Ronnie took a inscrutable breather, gathering as much air as the infliction would tolerate, and quickly punched Cindy in the gut, taking her off guard.

She doubled over, cursing herself for not seeing his flak coming. She did n't have time to see Ronnie 's adjacent attempt 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 surface area of the floor. All 150 Pound of brawn of the six-foot-tall woman crashed through it and fell to the initiatory base near the entrance of the warehouse. Ronnie looked through the hole, barely able-bodied to make out her body in fetal position.

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

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





-11-

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

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

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

"Yeah, maybe a trivial drinking, saltation, who knows. I'm sure she's fine,"Bea added.

In that accurate here and now, Ronnie was pushing a mix of scandal and mud from the muckle next to the grave onto to Cindy's body. He managed to cover her feet, ramification, tummy, chest of drawers with a layer ; her feet and legs covered the most. He covered one-half her face and had to hold back. The pain in his ribs was too a good deal. Ronnie went to his stifle, the rainwater pouring down on him, and focusing on breathing. He was exhausted but his anger would drive him to complete his job and get away.

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

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

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

This was the point at which her rage truly consumed her. She could've walked away, waiting for the police force to arrive. Instead, she thought of this man's plan to take her and others away from their Word. 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 rainfall causing pedigree and mud to drip from her.

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

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

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

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

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

"interruption !"she grit her teeth and pulled his hand back toward his shoulder joint blade and beyond. Finally, she heard a snap and a pop, followed by gasping for air. She released her handle and continued circling Ronnie.

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

Cindy lunged at him, mounting him and proceeded to flap down her fist repeatedly into his face. She was like some sort of coop fighter, except there was no referee to take out her off him.

His nose broke, his cheeks and lip were cut, dentition were knocked out, his eyes cut, and swollen shut.

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

When her mitt became too sore, Cindy stood, and proceeded to stump her dog into Ronnie's body as arduous as she could. She heard more ribs crack. She saw him vomit more blood and the content of his intestines. His consistency was a broken good deal of mush. She stood over his fount, now totally unrecognisable, and brought her genu up as high as she could. She slammed her foot down onto his face with all her might. Cindy pulled her heel out of what remained of his face. Her and his rip covered it, mixed with some of his teeth.

Cindy looked to his lifeless body, his dresser still, and felt the rage subside. skag and lightning crackled in the distance. Cindy caught her intimation."roll in the hay you."

She went to her articulatio genus, and then rolled to her back in the mud, exhausted. She heard temptress in the distance. Cindy never shot anyone while on duty, never Tazered anyone, never had to use her baton, but that dark in the rainwater, she killed a man with her bare hands.

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

A consequence later she was surrounded by EMTs. Her cousin 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 check you over,"one of them said.

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

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

"I understand that and I will cooperate. But I need to see my son. We aren't staying far from here. We're near the beach, a few mi away. All I need is 15 minute of arc. Let me shower and check on him. You can drive 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, drive me to my son. Fifteen minutes. I'll be in and out,"Cindy said, the officer trying his best not to peek at her au naturel body.

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

'' Thank you, '' Cindy said.

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



-12-

"Ah yes ! Yes !"Bea and Bella were in the middle of the life room floor, scissoring in front of Collin. His mouth open 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 succeeding to him, naked, kissing his cheeks.

"Good huh ?"Bea asked.

"Wow,"he whispered.

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

"Are you nice and hard ?"Bella asked.

"Uh,"Collin glanced to his crotch.

"want to suck his cock 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 impudence and hopped off the couch.

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

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

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

A few import later, his vexation was relieved. A marvellous, nude, fit woman, her hair damp, her hide muddy and bloody, practically burst through the front end door."My way. Five minutes,"she glared.

He gulped watching her nude body quickly prompt by him. Cindy went straight to her rain shower, washing off dirt and rip. She only had fifteen minute to hold in on Collin. The officer waiting in the driveway would come to the door when time was up.

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

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

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

"Mom, time lag,"he squirmed.

"No. No waiting. I only have a few minutes to show you how a great deal I love you,"Cindy said, flinging his shirt over her articulatio humeri. She helped him jerk his underdrawers off, not bothering with any foreplay.

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

"Collin,"Cindy grabbed the base of his erect dick, holding it to the entranceway of its soon-to-be family."I love you."

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

She saw her son looking at her, a feel of shock mixed with pleasure on his font. Cindy was trembling, bosom racing, having difficulty 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 petty louder.

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

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

She squatted a couple more time, her entire physical structure felt tingly. Her kitty contracted and trembled. Cindy looked into her son's face, unable to suspire or speak.

It grew and grew. The impulse, throbbing tactile sensation, like magma pushing out of a vent. Her coming erupted.

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

"Ahhh !"She arched her back, pleasure flowing in every vena, the feeling of lightness pouring out of her body.

With one final examination loud, soulful groan, Cindy ejaculated, squirting and spraying her juices all over Collin.

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

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

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

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

A few minute of arc passed, Cindy knew their clip was up - at least for a few hours. She was kissing him, lying on top of Collin, the police police officer banging on the forepart door."I have to go,"she said in between kisses."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 digest. Or walk."

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

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

"Here,"he tossed her the clothes.

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

Cindy grabbed her shorts, pulling them up to her waist. He sat his mother up ; she kissed at his stomach and chest 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 walk out. He propped her against the presence threshold, 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, smiling at her fan. She blew her son a kiss, and grabbed the cop's arm. He gave her a look and walked her to the rear of his car.

The EMT's checked her over once more ; her cuts were minor, not needing stitches. Before her orgasm with Collin, her entire body was in pain from her spill and subsequent fight with Ronnie. An 60 minutes after the effects of climaxing for the first gear time in over eighteen years had worn off, the annoyance started to return. Her hands hurt the most, but they would bruise up and heal. She also had signs of a nonaged concussion.

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

Cindy stayed behind so they could find help. She fought Ronnie, after initially injuring him ; he got the upper hand. She woke up in a grave with crap on her. adrenaline took over and they fought once more. She beat him to death. That was all the police needed to know. She left out one detail of how undecomposed it felt hearing his osseous tissue crack or seeing his side turn into an unrecognizable mess.

several witnesses at the club were interviewed too, noting Ronnie's suspect behavior.

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

When Cindy was dropped off by the officer, she opened the front doorway, Bella and Bea were kissing on the couch ; 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 field. It was, it was -"

"Incredible ?"

"Yeah. Incredible. Kinda warm though."

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

Collin looked her over, his eyes 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 rightfulness out. We'll take it substantial decelerate this time."

Collin nodded.

"We can explore each other's bodies."

"Yes,"he nodded once more.

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

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

Cindy dried off this time. There was no importunity to tick off on her son, to bear witness him how often she loved him or to cum - she was simply there for him.

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

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

"A concussion too. But I'll be fine. tactile property free to osculate my injury if you want - or kiss wherever you want."

"I don't know where to start."

"Bea and Bella like to osculate on these,"Cindy cupped her breasts."Then work their way down. But you do whatever you want. I have a impression, since you're all I need I won't be having sex with them as much. At some gunpoint I may chuck 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 manpower, placing them on her tummy."Relax, explore. We didn't get a hazard earlier ; I was pressed for fourth dimension. I really needed you though. I still do."

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

"We're moving here,"Cindy said.

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

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

She felt her body shudder when Collin rubbed her nipples. He licked his back talk as he did."Go ahead. sucking them,"Cindy placed her hand behind his head, arching her back.

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

"Hmm ?"Collin asked, taking a nipple 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 raw, please."

Cindy went to her back. Collin, now nude, started with her feet, kissing and licking them. He worked his way up her pegleg, 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 dive in, licking and eating out her kitty-cat. Cindy orgasmed several clip in that many minutes. Each metre she sprayed her juices all over her son's face. Collin laughed, his face drenched and dripping.

He licked his way over her bay window, white meat, neck, finding her mouth. She loved the penchant of herself on his tongue.

On top of her, with one aim, to occupy her with his seminal fluid, Collin entered her. Cindy came within seconds again, Collin a little later. When he ejaculated, his cock pumping her full of cum, she climaxed too. Both of them together, staring into one another's eyes, their war cry of pleasure heard throughout the house.

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

He paused when he entered her, running his manpower 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 micturate 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 over to kiss along her back.

He went to one human knee, grabbed her rose hip and mated with a good constant climaxing woman - his mother.





-14-

The slept well into the afternoon the side by side day.

When they woke up, there was a tone, 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 dress on. Bea and Bella were home by then, walking around naked.

Cindy and Collin held hands, walking into the living room.

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

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

"We're going to advert out with some of the family down the street. Probably have dinner party there,"Collin said. Cindy squeezed his bridge player. They left two, naked, sis smiling at the happy couple.

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

Everyone was all right. There were minor combat injury but none required hospital stays.

After dinner, Cindy led Collin behind the house to breastfeed his rooster. She was on her knee joint, slobbering all over his prick, when a first cousin walked in on her.

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

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

One cousin drank too very much, got naked and jumped into the swimming pond. Her son followed suit. Soon the other mothers were stripping down and jumping in. Their sons, some loath, joined too.

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

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

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

One of the other boy found her when she emerged from the below the surface. He tickled her side of meat, then playfully cupped her tit. Cindy spun around and hopped into his arms.

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

"Uh oh, Collin, punter come saving your mom,"he called over his articulatio humeri."I might not give her back !"

Cindy waved to Collin to enter the puddle. He laughed, unable to balk her, stripped and jumped in.

"Here you go,"the other son said, handing Cindy over to Collin, his own female parent 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 splattering. The lonesome auditory sensation heard was kissing, moaning, and mothers on their sons. Cindy guided Collin inside her, officially joining the orgy.

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

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

The end .