author 's preeminence : This is the last police matron story. This is Cindy 's third gear write up in the series. She 's a charwoman unable to orgasm. You do n't have to interpret her start two narration - where she tries cleaning woman, then black men - but this one is her final attempt to cum. As with the former incest floor in this series, this one is crimson. There aren't any explosions or gunshot like the others, but this babe of ferociousness gets quite physical.



-1-

Ronnie sat alone in his apartment, au naturel, pumping his big black stopcock. He wasn't horny, he was wild. idea of the countless albumen women he and his brother have had coursed through his judgement. In the past times year or so, thing changed. The amount of women throwing themselves at him decreased ; these char seemed to opt someone else.

Ever since he moved to capital of West Virginia, he noticed More and Sir Thomas More foreign occurrent. All the women that lived near him, who he saw regularly on the beach, didn't notice him much. They were hanging around jr., 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. woman 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 time in age, Ronnie thought about the near changeless current of sex he had daily. He thought about the utmost woman he had sex with - Stephanie.

It was several week ago. The blonde was walking with another woman and her son along the beach. Ronnie watched her hug the adult female and kiss her son auf wiedersehen. They departed and Stephanie continued her base on balls alone.

Ronnie couldn't remember what he said to her. Something about the weather, something about her two-piece, maybe he introduced himself at that initiative 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 stamen for the night - it'd been quite a while since he had pussy. 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 orgasm subsided ; Stephanie thanked him and stated she had to go. She informed Ronnie her son would be home soon from a scant, out-of-town misstep. She didn't say she was her son's fan, but the way she said it, made Ronnie pull in 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 leave anyone for him ; she wasn't going to show up up the next Night begging for his bootleg cock like so many women before. She was already devoted and addicted to someone - her son.

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

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

Rodney and Ronnie were teammates. They worked together obtaining and fucking as many women as potential. 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 charwoman 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 look for adult female and read them from their sons.

*******

In Tampa, Cindy lost count of how many slug to the kickboxing bag she did. When her bequeath arm tired, she switched to her right, punching until enfeeblement. 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 minute after family ended."Go home,"he looked upward at the most six fundament marvellous 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 next family,"he joked."Is everything ok ? You've been staying late for a few months now."

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

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

On the way habitation, after a long day on her patrol road, then her kickboxing category, Cindy thought about how thoroughly a shower would feel. Afterward, she'd begin her cheeseparing nightly masturbation ritual. She would select from her Brobdingnagian collection 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 inbuilt to an event she was having. In the shower bath, she rinsed off and lathered up her tired muscles, moaning slightly when she held her boob, running her thumb over her erect nipples.

Cindy rubbed her clit thought process of the last coming she had - 18 age ago.

It was a rare, but potential, phenomena ; having an orgasm during childbearing. Cindy moaned a little louder thinking about it in the hot shower. She was pushing her babe out, her mother and nursemaid 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 birth, crying of joy and delight, her physical structure radiating orgasmic waves after she delivered Collin. It was her first and terminal orgasm.

Her married couple fell apart, psychiatrists didn't assistance, and Doctor of the Church didn't help as zip physically haywire with her was found.

The moment passed in the shower bath. Cindy's thinking returned to her coming month. She rinsed her hair thinking of her and Collin traveling to Charleston, due south Carolina for two reasons. One was a family line reunion she agreed to go to. She hardly ever saw those cousin, rarely ever sending poster or visiting during the vacation, but something inside her made her say"sure, why not,"when invited to the reunion. She put in her prison term off petition at the precinct and looked forward to this stumble - not to see her relatives, but to see her second reason.

Several mo later, Cindy was on the phone with her 2nd reason.

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

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

"I can't waiting to see you, when you get here,"The fiery Aythya americana, Bea said, having just moved to the same area as Cindy's relation."I can't waiting to worship your body."

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

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

"Anything ?"Bea asked.

"Nope,"Cindy stopped playing with herself.

"Diana, I'm so blue,"Bea said, using her cognomen with Cindy. Bea once told Cindy she reminded her of admiration Woman in oecumenical show - Diana being the superhero's first name.

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

"Have you met anyone down there ?"

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

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

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

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

"What about Collin ?"Bea asked.

"What about him ?"

"fountainhead, 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 next suggestion ?"Cindy rolled her eyes.

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

"Bea, that's -"


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

"That's illegal, crazy -"

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

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

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

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

Cindy picked a with child dildo to use. Normally she'd ride it, using it for a few time of day, but Bea's proffer 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 slip bear. As she drifted off to sleep, an ikon of Collin, shirtless flashed in her head. She heard herself let out an orgasmic cry. She shook herself and sat up in bed. She rubbed her eyes and left her bedchamber, 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 unseasonable and perverted, but something indeed. Maybe not only was Collin's nascence key, but he himself was.

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

Restless, unclouded sleep eventually found Cindy. Bea's trace echoed in her mind.





-2-

The next day Cindy responded to a domestic help disturbance telephone call at a dawdler parking lot. She followed communications protocol and called for backup, waiting patiently for it to arrive. It happened to be the captain of the precinct. When he arrived, they nodded to one another and walked toward the house trailer in question.

"We ain't hurtin'cipher !"a large, adiposis woman, wearing only a nightgown yelled at Cindy a few hour later.

When she answered the threshold, it was slow for the officers to smell the smoke of ganja. They asked if they could infix the home, a shortly, small man only wearing pugilist told his wife to"let them in, we ain't got nothing to hide."

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

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

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

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

She broke free of his grip and ran off, Cindy was close enough to cover her pes and head trip the magnanimous piece of dawdler park methamphetamine."Oops,"Cindy grinned, receiving a thank you from her Captain.

*******

That night Cindy pulled a large dildo out of her, once again thinking of her lowest orgasm during Collin's birth. She was on the speech sound 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 juice and tossed it.

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

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

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

"Big D ?"

"Yeah, Princess of Wales. You're 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 suck cup base.

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

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

"Like pot."

"Huh ?"

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

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

"Yeah."

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

"It'd be psychological nuisance. We'd be hurting each early that way - guilt trip, pity over what we did."

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

They ended their margin call a few moments later, Cindy cutting Bea off, thanking her, telling her she needs sleep. Cindy rolled over, once again holding a vast dildo like a teddy bear. She wondered about Collin's receptivity 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 wrong, horrifying, tatty, but she wouldn't be grossed out by him.

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

"Any luck ?"Bella asked.

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

"Maybe when they come up here for that household reunion, things will encounter,"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 believe her cum."

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

*******

Ronnie unlocked and slid open a large door to an abandoned warehouse. He was able to produce a mickle with the property owners, lying about his intention for renovating it for them to sell. He was surprised he pulled it off. He'd been eyeing the building for a while, driving by it, peeking in some of the office windows that weren't boarded up. The storage warehouse itself was just outside of town, not far from creek and marshlands.

He tugged at his big blackened putz, walking around the complex, taking greenback of its insides. He walked up a sword staircase to the second floor. Ronnie surmised warehouse managers sat up there, overlooking the facility, long, long ago.

There was a large hole in the roof. Ronnie could see where rain poured in. There was water harm on the floor of the 2d narrative overlook. He could see trading floor boards rotting away. Ronnie looked up through a hole in the ceiling next, fluffy, blanched swarm visible against the blue sky. He saw a bird's nest near the muddle situated on a beam.

He whipped his hammer out and casually stroked himself, thinking of his design. He decided to wreak the womanhood to this second level overlook area. The power is where their cages would be. Ronnie thought about setting up a simple-minded table in the middle of the overlook. This would be where he would rape them. Standing against the rail, looking over the void warehouse, Ronnie decided when he was done, this would be where he would fall them, one-by-one, with his belt.





-3-

The next Nox, Cindy's bed was slamming against the wall. She was riding the heavy 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."seminal fluid on !"she thought of an orgasm traveling through her body. 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 joy radiating through her. Nothing happened.

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

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

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

*******

'' Well ? '' Bea asked on the phone the next night. `` How are things progressing ? You 'll be here soon for your fellowship reunification. Think you and Collin will be a couple by then ? ``

'' Ha ! A couple ? First it was just sleeping with him, now you 're suggesting we 'd be a couple ? '' 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 billet 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 adult female. ``

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

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


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

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

There was a long pause on Cindy 's end. `` Alright, like I said, that 's sufficiency. 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 way, after stepping out of the exhibitor, crawling onto the bed. `` But you and I are n't a twosome. ``

'' You and I are n't mom and son. We 're Sister who have sex with one another. Now shut up and give me that kitty-cat, bitch, '' Bea said.

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

Cindy paced back and Forth in her room. This stallion estimate from Bea had been swimming in her mind since she brought it up. `` What if it was consensual ? No one would make love. 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 aright ? What if Collin gives me an orgasm from sex for the first sentence ? ``

Cindy sat on the boundary of her bed, `` What if we became buff ? No. This is unintelligent. I 'm dire, 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 match day without calling Bea. She texted her friend a uncomplicated `` ca n't tattle. thinking. ``

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

She was busy at the kitchen sink scrubbing lulu frantically later in the day when Collin approached. Cindy heard a soft `` hey '' followed by a gentle hired man on her shoulder.

'' Oh, hi, '' Cindy glanced over her shoulder to her son, a match inches shorter 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 fall out, I 'll be around, '' Collin offered.

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

'' Hmm ? ``

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

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

Cindy played with his hairsbreadth, touched his cheek, thinking how not bad 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, sure, you can talk to me about whatever you want. ``

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

*******

Ronnie purchased respective dog crateful designed for turgid stock. He reasoned an adult woman would fit in them. It'd be cramped and horribly uncomfortable. He didn't care. He would tie their wrist together so they couldn't let themselves out.

The dog crates were lining the back wall of the run-down position on the second level. Ronnie positioned a mesa respective feet away from the door, directly under the gravid hole in the roof. He'd have his fun with them there, reminding them of what they are missing out on, what he can offer them.

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

His barf short area, where he would read mother and keep them, hurt them, hang them, then sink them was turning out quite nicely.





-4-

"So, you wanted to spill to me about something ?"Collin said, watching his mother sit next to him on the sofa, tucking her pes 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 calendar month ago. Cindy opened and poured herself a shot. Downing it quickly, she poured another dead reckoning, then finally a third.

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

"Something incorrectly ?"he asked.

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

"Mom, are you sure cipher is wrong."

"It's ok. It's null life threatening, nil grave, it's just,"Cindy paused."Somewhat sad."

"Mom,"Collin placed his hand on hers.

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

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

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

"Again, it's nix life-threatening. But,"Cindy cleared her throat."I'm unable to, I haven't had, um, an orgasm. I'm ineffective to have one. You know what an -"

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

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

"It's alright, I know. No pauperization 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 different things. I've talk to Dr., 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.

"wellspring, I don't know what to severalize you. I'm sorry about your yield with that poppycock though."

"It's fine. I wanted to let you live that while I can't have one, I have had one. Only one. The merely climax I've ever had was a short over eighteen years ago."

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

"It was when I gave birthing to you."

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

"It's rare, but apparently it's been known to bechance - woman having an sexual climax during childbirth. Bea has been trying to help me, offering suggestions, things like that. She even,"Cindy gave a fake jest."She even said you were the cause of the coming and maybe you'd be the but individual to consecrate me one now."

"What did she intend ?"

"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 hand. 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 climax. I think she was drunk or something,"Cindy tried to make it vocalise like Bea wasn't serious, even though she was.

"Yeah, that's unhinged,"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 think about it. I can't believe it, but I actually did. I guess that's what'll find after 18 eld 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 wrong 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 eye lowered."Alright. I just wanted to sing to you about it. In type you ever see me in a bad mood or acting strange or frantic, 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 feeding bottle of vodka and went to her bedroom.

An hour later, after several large chugs of vodka, Cindy stood in figurehead of her can mirror in a tally black bra and G-string. She smiled at herself and retrieved a slip. She left her room and headed to Collin's.

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

"Well ?"Cindy asked."If I cover my human face, would it constitute it leisurely ?"

Collin laughed and pulled the pillowcase 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 face is just all right. It looks outstanding,"he glanced at her body."All of you looks great. You could perish for marvel Woman - just like Bea says."

"Thank you. Maybe we could just hang out. Watch a moving picture 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 flick ended, empty cartons of ice cream next to them, Collin spoke up.

"You know, you do look great. I was sober,"he said.

"Collin,"Cindy smiled, touching his boldness."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 particular department."

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

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

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

"I mean, do you want me to ?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Sorry,"he blushed."Goodnight."

*******

The next day Cindy was kicking the bag over and over again. This time it wasn't out of anger and pent up frustration, but out of hopefulness, determination, and boilers suit happiness. She felt like a weight had been lifted by telling Collin of her sexual climax problem. His reaction of not being thoroughly grossed out by Bea's proposition, plus the look he gave her when they said goodnight, made Cindy intend her son might actually entertain the estimation of incest. Her own thoughts toward it, while still feeling it was wrong and sick, viewed it more as a voltage resolution - a handling for her issue.

That day in Charleston, Ronnie was meddlesome studying, watching the women on the beach near his house. As he suspected they were with their boy. He saw a group of brunettes, in their bikinis, with untested 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 old brunette handing out sandwiches, in a motherly mode, to younger guys. They all had blue pilus ; he presumed they were her nephews. He didn't know for certainly, but he watched them all afternoon.

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





-5-

"Department of Energy this hurt ?"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 misstep later this month ? I know it'll be nice to see Bea and Bella."

"Yeah, I guess."

"Our phratry 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 reunion. I'm more than looking forward to seeing Bea and Bella though."

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

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

"Huh ?"

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

"Oh, right. No, I know you aren't. Just being decent 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 find ? How would it happen ?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Ha, right."

"It's a lot to suppose 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 doc have examined me and run tests. They have found nil wrong with my office down there. Everything works normally, nothing strange. So it must be something in my head. When I gave birth to you, maybe I was so overjoy to see you, my thinker allowed me to accept 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 a good deal in writing 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 outlandish. I'd be afraid you'd hate me or I'd hate myself. I'd be afraid our relationship would be forever ruined."

"I could never hate you, Mom."

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

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

"Me neither. How would you finger if you and I had sex ? Would you 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 woman. If I didn't see you as my female parent, maybe it wouldn't be too Weird. I'd be helping this older cleaning lady out with this trouble she has - or at to the lowest degree 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 horrifying, blackball feelings afterward."

"Yeah, I kinda palpate 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 flagrant. I'll say that much."

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

*******

Ronnie was at the ball club the next night, watching the like group of brunette mamma. They were all dressed up, dancing, drinking, enjoying a fille's dark out. He was able to derive, by eavesdropping on their conversation from a nearby table, that they were sis. They were chattering on and on, mentioning versatile male names. One of them said"my son,"“ your son,"and so on, followed by talking of sex Acts. One of them shushed another, telling her to keep her representative down. They bickered a bit, one of them was drunkard, stating no one was paying tending or listening to her. She was wrong, Ronnie picked up on near of their conversation, pretending to be playing on his sound in the booth behind theirs.

He heard them advert 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 neighborhood. He was in a parking lot about a stern mile away. He got out and walked.

In the scrub, with binoculars, Ronnie spied on the mother. He shook his fountainhead, disgusted that they didn't even come together the blinds. Each house he spied on he watched them walk through the house, not a care in the cosmos, undressing as they made their way to a bedroom. The big, beautiful houses lit up one-by-one, mothers entering their chamber, to carry care of their Son all night.

He could see a few twain fucking, a mother on top, riding and bouncing on a dick. Ronnie snuck through the dark alley between the beach homes. He heard dampen cries of pleasure coming from the inside. Ronnie was capable to see into one's backyard pool sphere. One of the cleaning woman, the one who was drunk and talking loudly about her son, was on all quaternion 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 cleaning lady climax, anger building inside him. It wouldn't be long before he would take these mothers from their Logos and show them what they were missing. He tugged at his dick and headed back to his car.





-6-

"Am I too lumbering ?"Cindy asked the adjacent Night, in her jammies shorts and tank top, straddling Collin on the couch.

"Nah, you're good."

"Do you have any questions for me ?"

"About your condition ?"

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

"Bea. So you and her ?"

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

"Ok, ok, I get it."

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

"You have toys ?"

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

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

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

"What ? How many times you what ?"

Cindy looked him directly in his oculus."How many sentence I masturbated."

"Really ?"

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

Collin's mouth hung open."O-ok."

"Sorry, too a lot 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 slang term if you want. It's just me."

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

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

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

Collin complied, silently walking his mom to her sleeping room door again. Cindy hugged him, kissing his cheek."It was squeamish expenditure Thomas More time with you."

"Yeah it was."

"Collin ? Can I try something ?"

"Like what ?"

"Don't worry, nothing too scary."

"Uh ok, sure."

"conclusion your eyes. Don't trouble,"Cindy said. Collin did as was told. Cindy paused a moment, looking to her son, a couple inches shorter than her. She took a abstruse breather and slowly kissed his lips. She closed her eyes, letting her brim joint to his. She felt her spine tingle then ended the kiss.

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

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

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

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

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

After closing her bedchamber threshold, Cindy stripped raw, grabbed her sound and called Bea.

Bea and Bella were covered in elbow grease, having rubbed cunt, scissoring for a few hours. Bea collapsed, out-of-breath, and answered the phone.

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

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

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

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

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

"Ok,"Bea smiled."You have a adept night. I have a especial 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 ways we had, she never suspected anything. But when she arrives here, my honeyed sis, we will show her our little secret in person,"Bea grinned.





-7-

It was the night before Cindy and Collin's repulse up to Confederate States Carolina from Florida. In her storage tank top and panty, she was lying on Collin's breast in his bed.

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

"Of course not. You mean for sex ?"

"In ecumenical, really."

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

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

"Thanks. But you're a petty coloured though."

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

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

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

"Sounds scary,"he joked.

"Oh it would be. I have quite a intimate 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 capable to get married or be a founder. Part of me thinks if we had sex and became lovers, that you'd miss out on rule stuff,"Cindy said.

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

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

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

"Then I guess we'd simply get 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 lips. See how it feels from your end,"Cindy closed her eyes."Come on. Don't be shy. It's just me."

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

"Collin ! You can do better than that. Pretend I'm a adult female you love and you have taken your lady to bed,"his female parent said.

Collin shrugged.

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

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

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

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

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

The 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 tummy, continuing to buss her. His paw slid under her tank car top, resting on her abs. Cindy moaned, grabbing his mind with both deal, thoroughly making out with him.

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

Collin resumed kissing her, sliding his hired man further magnetic north. His fingers touched part of her bosom ; his female parent moaned into his mouth.

"Do it,"she urged him.

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

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

She stopped him, rolling on top of him, flinging her shirt off and lowered her tits to his look. 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 erecting against her panties. She felt like she could turn a loss 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 rima oris, and kissed him firmly than before. Cindy felt like he could easily crap her cum. She thought about why and how when her cell telephone ringing shook her back to reality.

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

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

Cindy stood, picking up her tank top, flinging it over her shoulder,"Alright, wonderful. 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 on tomorrow ; I better get some sleep."

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

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





-8-

Collin slept almost half the way there the following dayspring. As Cindy drove from their Tampa home, thinking about the issue from the previous dark, she'd glimpse at him and smile.

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

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

"Not very."

"What does that signify ? 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 night,"Cindy said, changing the study to the two of them."I thought it was really perfumed and loving. I think we were headed to crossing a line. Had I not got that earphone call, we might have."

"Yeah."

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

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

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

Collin remained quiet.

"Did you enjoy in conclusion night ? Our short school term ?"

Collin nodded.

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

He nodded once more.

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

"Huh ?"Collin looked over to his mother.

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

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

"Let me know. No pressure."

*******

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

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

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

"Alright,"Collin smiled, following Bella.

The back the door closed, Bea lunged at Cindy straddling her, kissing her, ripping off her own bikini top. They said aught, Cindy standing, taking the smaller woman to bed. She slammed her down, tore off her clothes, aligned her pussy up with Bea's and went at it as hard as she could. Bea was cumming in seconds.

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

Bella and Collin arrived an 60 minutes later from the depot. Bella sent a textual matter to let them know they were there, Bea's phone buzzing on the bedside table, signaling them to keep it down some.

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

Bea emerged an hour later in her bikini. She jumped into the pool, swimming to her sister."You're turn,"she grinned. Collin watched Bella get out of the puddle, 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 next as Bea and Collin walked out of the fence, making their way to the beach.

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

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

"Bella and I are going to talk Sir Thomas More about it with her tonight. There's something we need to narrate her that may help."

"assistant ?"

Bea climbed off his rear, swimming to his front, wrapping her legs around him in the urine."help her see how common and how fantastic incest is."

Collin was confused.

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

Collin slowly nodded.

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

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

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

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

"Heh, alright."

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

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

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

Collin fell asleep in her implements of war. She held him on the couch, savoring his lovingness. After an hour or so, Cindy starting to evanesce, she walked Collin to bed before she herself fell asleep.

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

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

Cindy moaned, arms extended, lying on her back, the two adult female worshiping her body. They licked and kissed over every muscular tissue. They worked their way up, each taking a breast to their oral cavity. Cindy felt no urge to culminate, but loved the tending from her friends.

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

"A little."

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

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

They kissed each other during their orgasms in endeavour to repress 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 right job of keeping it hole-and-corner from everyone,"Bea added.

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

"No,"Bea answered."Bella has her acquaintance, I have mine, but this is how we show roll in the hay to each former - through sex."

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

"Yes, but you are his mom. I suspected a female parent and son would desire to be a mate - I don't see how they couldn't be. It'd be far more familiar. Unless of course, 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 white meat, bringing it to her mouth."Maybe."

*******

That night, Ronnie dug shoal Graf outside of his summing up warehouse. He dug ten graves, the turd piled next to each one. He had no idea how many mother he'd be able-bodied to abduct. He was assuming at least five.

The following day he would go hunting. nearly of it would lie in of more observation and following. But he would bring his Tasers, his SUV would be cleaned out, making enough room for their soundbox. He was unable to purchase a gun in a apropos fashion, so a baseball bat was brought along in causa the Tasers malfunctioned or broke.

Ronnie removed his shirt, wiping sweat from his monumental, muscular body. He tugged his at his shaft again, thinking about fucking these cleaning woman all night - his psychosis fully setting in.





-9-

It was such a foreign case. Cindy did n't have it away what to reach of her family line at the reunion. Some of them, cousin, she had n't seen in days. 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. early on to mid-20s seemed to be the sometime age range, 18 being the youngest. The womanhood, all brunette, all brusk than Cindy, were in their previous 30s up to mid-40s. However, they all looked mythological. No gray hair, barely any noticeable wrinkles. Their body were in unbelievable shape. They did n't compare to the wonderment Woman-like build of Cindy, but they certainly had fitness model or striptease artist bodies.

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

Things got interest later on. Cindy, always observing, apparently not enough to see Bea and Bella were devotee, noticed the mothers and sons behaved differently. It was subtle ; a script locating here, a caress there, a hug or plenty on the impudence or lips. She noticed one of the mother 's sitting next to her son, her hired man on his thigh, his arm around her after dinner. `` They 're like couples, '' Cindy thought. She glanced at Collin. Their eye met, he looked away.

The way they talked to her, asking her questions about Collin and her plans, 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 straits and left to grab a soda.

Cindy saw one of the mothers flirt with Collin. She had to hide a laugh, seeing his unease at an sure-enough cleaning woman sitting on his lap asking about college architectural plan while playing with his hair. He did n't know where to put his hands on his cousin-german. So he sat on them.

'' wellspring 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 side. `` Of course of instruction she 's gorgeous too, '' the son hugged her, quickly kissing her lips.

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

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

Cindy brought a dress just in font. A cousin picked her up, and she left Collin alone with her booster Bea and Bella.

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

'' Uh, amercement. ``

'' 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 human relationship with their sons. ``

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

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

"Huh ?"

The sisters traded looks, stood, and undressed. Collin's sass hung undetermined as they started kissing passionately.

*******

Ronnie watched the group of women, one of them he never saw before, sit and drink in the loud night club. He had it all planned out. He'd consider them one-by-one, two at a time if possible, pilling them up in his SUV, parked near the bring up entrance. He watched the tallest one, Cindy, thinking that he might have got trouble with her.

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

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

He waited and used his Taser on the fourth and fifth adult female when they came outside together. Ronnie snuck back in via the plump for door and found the sixth and concluding woman, sitting alone, wondering if her cousin-german was ok. They told her they'd be proper back.

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

"No thanks,"she answered.

"You sure ?"

"I'm sure."

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

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

Ronnie sneered and followed.





-10-

Cindy fell to her stifle, in an skittle alley outside the club, feeling her consistency overtaken by electricity. She shook, her center rolled into the back of her head, she drooled. The alone opinion on her intellect was Collin.

Ronnie was confused. She did n't convulse and thresh about like the others. He made the error of letting go of the trigger to inspect her. Cindy sprung up, her helping hand to Ronnie 's throat, squeezing it as hard as she could. He gasped for air, staring into the cheek of a godforsaken animate being ; an animal he injured. He fired a second gear Taser, shocking her again.

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

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

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

'' Damn, you 're lumbering, '' he placed her in the bundle of women in the back of his SUV.

Cindy woke up an hour later, her ankles and wrists leap and tied. She was in a summing up office ; the only light germ was Moon shining down from a pickle in the roof on the former side of the office window.

Cindy counted six large dog crates. Four of them had women, her full cousin, crammed into them. Their articulatio radiocarpea and ankles tied like Cindy's. There was an empty one that Cindy guessed she couldn't fit in. Another was void too. Its inhabitant was outside the government agency, on the table, moon light shining down on her, as huge, muscular black man raped her.

The scream shook Cindy from her semiconsciousness. Each fourth dimension Ronnie slammed his rooster 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 nook crate.

"Ahhh !"she heard her first cousin scream. She was bent-grass over the table, Ronnie right hand behind her, raping her.

He pulled out, spun her around, punching her across the aspect. Ronnie threw her over his berm and headed for the spot. It was Cindy's turn.

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

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

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

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

Ronnie entered her from tush, sliding his cock all the way in, stretching her out. Cindy remained still, letting him, ignoring the annoyance. She observed a small desk in the quoin. She was able to make out persona of the desk falling off, rotting away. She saw a black chunk next to it - Ronnie's clothes. The moonlight shining down assisted her with seeing circle next to his clothing, and something on the desk. It was small rectangular. She wondered if it was a prick of some sort for cutting rophy. As Ronnie raped her she thought of a design. She wanted to get over to the desk somehow to get the creature, maybe use it to justify the others. Cindy needed to be untie first.

An hour passed, Ronnie wasn't letting up, giving it to Cindy the hardest and longest. Moonlight disappeared behind cloud. Cindy heard thunder getting louder and louder. As Ronnie raped her, Cindy felt a rain drop land on her back. Then another and several to a greater extent falling through the hole in the roof. The rain droplets felt nice.

"That's it. feel overnice. I'll make him think I enjoy this,"Cindy thought. Sir Thomas More rain drop kissed her skin and Cindy let out a loud moan.

Ronnie kept going, Cindy moaned again, then looked over shoulder. She did her full to drive back against his changeless thrusts.

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

"Uh huh,"Cindy moaned again.

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

"Yes !"Cindy whimpered."Yes !"

"Ah shit, that's it babe, feel that prick owning that pussy,"Ronnie grunted.

"Harder,"Cindy said.

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

"Yes !"Cindy cried out."roll in the hay 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 carpus,"Cindy complained.

"You want that forget me drug loosened. I'll be right back,"Ronnie's cock slid out of her gap pussycat.

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

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

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

Cindy put on a show too. She flailed backward, screaming with talk through one's hat delight as meretricious as she could. The rainfall poured down on her, Ronnie watching what he thought was something he caused.

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

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

"Take a good luck, I'll observe going in a small bit,"Ronnie said. Cindy reached his dress, feeling around in the darkened recession 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 knees. Cindy made her way to the office, her finger on the induction, holding it down, only delivering half the electrical dosage.

She let go, rushing into the elbow room, opening dog crates, cutting Mexican valium as fast as she could. Cindy freed her full cousin just in prison term for them to bushwhack Ronnie. He was stunned from the Taser, but not completely paralyse or unconscious.

The flock 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 tear lip.

'' Go ! Get supporter ! '' Cindy ordered.

'' You have to come with us ! ``

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

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

'' Go ! '' she yelled over her shoulder. `` It 's my number. ``

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

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

Cindy stood, poker-faced watching Ronnie crawl away - a big, hulking man, seemingly taken out by a punch. She smirked and walked toward him. Ronnie took a thick breath, gathering as a good deal air as the pain would allow, 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 succeeding attack either. Gathering all the air in his lungs, sending atomic number 8 to his brawn, he squatted, grabbed Cindy and tossed her over his vast shoulders.

She landed directly on the weary down, damaged country of the floor. All 150 pounding of muscle of the six-foot-tall adult female crashed through it and fell to the first of all floor near the entrance of the warehouse. Ronnie looked through the fix, barely able to make out her eubstance in foetal position.

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

Ronnie, struggling to breath, limped down the brand stair. He grabbed his shovel, then a mitt to the full of Cindy 's fuzz. `` Bury this kick, '' he could barely whisper. He dragged her cut up and bruised, unconscious soundbox out into the mud, toward the Robert Ranke Graves he dug earlier.





-11-

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

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

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

"Yeah, maybe a little drink, dancing, who knows. I'm sure she's fine,"Bea added.

In that exact consequence, Ronnie was pushing a mixture of turd and mud from the pile next to the grave onto to Cindy's body. He managed to cut through her groundwork, branch, tummy, chest with a stratum ; her feet and peg covered the most. He covered half her human face and had to stop. The pain sensation in his costa was too much. Ronnie went to his genu, the rain pouring down on him, and focusing on breathing. He was exhausted but his wrath would tug him to complete his task and get away.

mortal else's ire was driving them. Cindy's optic opened in the grave accent. They darted around, figuring out where she was. She saw Ronnie, his cover to her, struggling, clutching his side. Cindy pulled her arm out of the arduous stain and mud, brushing it first away from her typeface, spitting some out of her mouth. She sat up in the grave accent, dirt falling off her berm and titty. With her former arm relieve 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 blood. Cindy turned around and climbed out of the grave. She walked around it toward Ronnie. He caught movement in his peripheral imaginativeness, turning to face her.

"No !"he reached for the shovel, swinging it at Cindy. She caught the light swing with her good helping hand and yanked the shovel away from him. She head-butted Ronnie in the case, causing him hit and fall backward.

This was the point at which her rage truly consumed her. She could've walked away, waiting for the law to get in. Instead, she thought of this man's plan to study her and others away from their sons. She didn't think about incest, or Collin possibly causing her to cum - she only thought about him being the somebody she loved most, and Ronnie was going to acquire her from him.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"fracture !"she grit her dentition and pulled his hand back toward his shoulder joint leaf blade and beyond. Finally, she heard a snatch and a pop, followed by gasping for air. She released her grip and continued circling Ronnie.

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

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

His nose broke, his face and lips were cut, teeth were knocked out, his optic cut, and puff up shut.

When Cindy's knuckles seared with painfulness, she squatted over Ronnie, and hammered the side of meat of her fist onto his case, pharynx, and chest over and over. She was like a chimpanzee 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 stump her heels into Ronnie's physical structure as heavily as she could. She heard More ribs crack cocaine. She saw him vomit Sir Thomas More blood and the contents of his intestine. His eubstance was a go pile of cornmeal 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 boldness with all her might. Cindy pulled her heel out of what remained of his face. Her and his line of descent covered it, sundry with some of his teeth.

Cindy looked to his lifeless trunk, his thorax still, and felt the fad subside. Thunder and lightning crackled in the length. Cindy caught her breathing place."piece of ass you."

She went to her knee joint, and then rolled to her backrest in the mud, exhausted. She heard temptress in the distance. Cindy never shot anyone while on tariff, never Tazered anyone, never had to use her truncheon, but that night in the rainfall, she killed a man with her bare hands.

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

A moment later she was surrounded by EMTs. Her cousin broke through."Ma'am you'll need to stay on back,"they pulled her away from Cindy.

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

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

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

"Ma'am we need a statement from you. We need to substantiate your news report 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 miles away. All I need is fifteen second. Let me shower and check on him. You can force back me there and hold 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. 15 instant. I'll be in and out,"Cindy said, the officeholder trying his best not to peek at her naked body.

The ship's officer looked around, looking to the other abducted women. `` Alright. All their program line have been given. They all said you stayed behind so they could get help. I 'll guide you to your son, go ahead check on him, get cleaned up and come back out to my car. 15 second. ``

'' Thank you, '' Cindy said.

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



-12-

"Ah yes ! Yes !"Bea and Bella were in the middle of the bread and butter room floor, scissoring in presence of Collin. His sass open as he watched the sisters fuck.

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

"commodity huh ?"Bea asked.

"Wow,"he whispered.

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

"Are you nice and tough ?"Bella asked.

"Uh,"Collin glanced to his crotch.

"Want to suck his hammer 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 pool,"Bella spoke up."Want to skinny dip with us ?"

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

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

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

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

Collin sighed, trying to sedate his erection. His balls 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, defenseless, fit woman, her hair damp, her pelt muddy and bloody, practically burst through the face doorway."My way. Five proceedings,"she glared.

He gulped watching her nude body quickly affect by him. Cindy went straight to her shower, washing off poop and line. She only had 15 minutes to check on Collin. The officer waiting in the drive would come to the door when time was up.

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

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

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

"Mom, wait,"he squirmed.

"No. No waiting. I only have a few minute of arc to show you how a good deal 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 step out of his shorts and drawers. Cindy mounted him, squatting over him, looking to his look. She didn't think about using her son to cum. The just thing she thought of was how a lot 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 understructure of his erect putz, 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, sending his cock as rich as it could go. Cindy nearly passed out.

She saw her son looking at her, a look of shock mixed with pleasure on his face. Cindy was trembling, sum racing, having fuss breathing.

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

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

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

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

She squatted a couple more prison term, her stallion body felt tingly. Her pussy contracted and trembled. Cindy looked into her son's face, unable to breathe or speak.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

A few minutes passed, Cindy knew their fourth dimension was up - at to the lowest degree for a few hr. She was kissing him, lying on top of Collin, the law police officer banging on the presence 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 stomach. Or walk."

"Mom, I'll help,"he said. Cindy rolled off him, his cock 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 breadbasket and dresser 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 more, Cindy holding him tight.

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

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

"Can't wait."

She opened the doorway, 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 look and walked her to the backrest of his car.

The EMT's checked her over once more ; her cuts were underage, not needing stitches. Before her sexual climax with Collin, her entire dead body was in painfulness from her crepuscule and subsequent engagement with Ronnie. An hour after the effects of climaxing for the beginning sentence in over eighteen years had worn off, the pain started to fall. Her hands hurt the most, but they would wound up and heal. She also had star sign of a minor concussion.

Cindy gave her story to the police ; it was the Saame 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 accent with dirt on her. epinephrine took over and they fought once more. She beat him to last. That was all the police force needed to know. She left out one detail of how unspoiled it felt hearing his bones gap or seeing his face turn into an unrecognizable mess.

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

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

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





-13-

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

"perfective tense. How about you ?"

"I'm good."

Cindy sat future to him, grabbing his hand."I mean about to begin with. About us having sex."

"Right. It was, it was -"

"Incredible ?"

"Yeah. Incredible. Kinda ready though."

"Collin, sweetie, do you think you and I could persist in 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 down again. I feel like I still have dried mud somewhere on me,"Cindy giggled. I'll be right out. We'll convey it substantial slow up this time."

Collin nodded.

"We can explore each other's bodies."

"Yes,"he nodded once more.

"Great,"Cindy kissed his brass and made her way to the toilet. She undressed without closing the doorway. Collin watched her stew up behind the cleared rain shower door.

"Wow,"his whispered, watching her paw trail over her fit body and large breasts.

Cindy dried off this fourth dimension. There was no importunity to check on her son, to render him how a great deal she loved him or to cum - she was simply there for him.

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

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

"A concussion too. But I'll be hunky-dory. Feel free to buss my combat injury if you want - or kiss wherever you want."

"I don't know where to start."

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

Collin sat staring at her body.

"Here,"Cindy reached for his handwriting, placing them on her stomach."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 work force 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 face, still massaging her breasts.

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

She felt her body thrill when Collin rubbed her mammilla. He licked his lip as he did."Go ahead. suck them,"Cindy placed her hand behind his point, arching her back.

When his rima oris made contact with her breast, nursing from them, sucking and licking the nipple, Cindy nearly climaxed there. Her middle fluttered, her cervix arched, she moaned,"He's better 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 naked, please."

Cindy went to her rear. Collin, now nude, started with her animal foot, 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 plunk in, licking and eating out her pussy. Cindy orgasmed respective times in that many minute of arc. 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 tummy, chest, neck, finding her mouth. She loved the taste of herself on his tongue.

On top of her, with one design, to occupy her with his seed, Collin entered her. Cindy came within seconds again, Collin a short 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 watchword of pleasure heard throughout the house.

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

He paused when he entered her, running his hand all over her back. Cindy looked over her berm 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, marvelous man smiled at her and bent over to kiss along her back.

He went to one knee, grabbed her hips and mated with a near constant climaxing woman - his mother.





-14-

The slept well into the afternoon the following day.

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

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

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

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

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

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

This time Cindy and Collin behaved just like all the other mom and son couples that lived there. Cindy's bridge player rested on Collin's thigh, with his arm around her, just like her full cousin did with their sons.

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

After dinner, Cindy led Collin behind the sign of the zodiac to sop up 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 cock shooting its freight down Cindy's throat. She stood, wiped her mouth and thanked her son.

One first cousin drank too much, got naked and jumped into the swim pool. Her son followed suit. Soon the early mothers were stripping down and jumping in. Their Son, 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 in effect,"Collin looked behind her, seeing the family, citizenry that neither he nor his mother knew too well, playing, laughing, kissing.

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

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

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

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

Cindy waved to Collin to enter the pool. He laughed, unable to resist 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 consortium died down, there was no more playing and spattering. The only strait 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 kiss. Cindy and son gazed lovingly into one another's center.

The end .