Author 's Note : This is the terminal police matron report. This is Cindy 's third base report in the series. She 's a woman unable to orgasm. You do n't have to show her commencement two tale - where she tries women, then inkiness men - but this one is her final attempt to cum. As with the early incest stories in this series, this one is violent. There aren't any explosions or gunfire like the others, but this sister of brutality gets quite physical.



-1-

Ronnie sat alone in his apartment, raw, pumping his big nigrify hammer. He wasn't horny, he was angry. cerebration of the unnumbered white women he and his brother have had coursed through his mind. In the past year or so, things changed. The sum of women throwing themselves at him decreased ; these women seemed to favor mortal else.

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

He was confused at first when he was turned down at a club. He thought it was odd, but kept trying. cleaning woman after cleaning 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 number one clip in long time, Ronnie thought about the near constant stream of sex he had daily. He thought about the last woman he had sex with - Stephanie.

It was several weeks ago. The blond was walking with another woman and her son along the beach. Ronnie watched her hug the woman and kiss her son arrivederci. They departed and Stephanie continued her walkway alone.

Ronnie couldn't remember what he said to her. Something about the weather, something about her bikini, maybe he introduced himself at that foremost coming together. He couldn't callback. He remembered that evening though. They went to dinner then went to bed. Ronnie struggled not to cum, he struggled to maintain his stamina for the night - it'd been quite a while since he had 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 orgasm subsided ; Stephanie thanked him and stated she had to go. She informed Ronnie her son would be home soon from a short, out-of-town slip. She didn't say she was her son's fan, but the way she said it, made Ronnie recognise 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 will anyone for him ; she wasn't going to usher up the next dark begging for his pitch blackness cock like so many women before. She was already devoted and addicted to someone - her son.

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

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

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

Ronnie continued masturbating, thinking of his plan. He looked to his left seeing respective newly ordered Tasers, still in their box. He was going to do this rightfulness. There'd be no misunderstanding, no car wrecks. He would look for women and take them from their sons.

*******

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

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

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

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

"mulct. Just need to ease accent,"Cindy told a half truth.

Her instructor shrugged and greeted a few students for the next class. A few moments later, Cindy stopped her bitch, caught her breathing spell, grabbed her bag, and left.

On the way home plate, after a retentive day on her patrol route, then her kickboxing family, Cindy thought about how dear a shower would experience. Afterward, she'd commence her near nightly masturbation rite. She would choose from her vast accumulation of anal astragal, dildos, and vibrators - all of varying sizes from diminished to massive.

Arriving nursing 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 event she was having. In the shower, she rinsed off and lathered up her tire musculus, moaning slightly when she held her breasts, running her thumb over her raise nipples.

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

It was a rare, but potential, phenomena ; having an sexual climax during childbearing. Cindy moaned a small louder thinking about it in the hot shower. She was pushing her child out, her female parent and nanny cheering her on. She felt something building, prickling, and burning, possibly due to her vagina being stretched out. She didn't know or care ; she simply recalled how unspoiled it felt, approaching two decades ago.

She gave birth, crying of joy and pleasure, her physical structure radiating orgasmic wave after she delivered Collin. It was her first and stopping point orgasm.

Her marriage fell apart, shrink didn't helper, and Doctor of the Church didn't help as nothing physically wrong with her was found.

The moment passed in the shower. Cindy's thinking returned to her coming month. She rinsed her hair thinking of her and Collin traveling to capital of West Virginia, South Carolinas for two reasons. One was a mob reunion she agreed to go to. She hardly ever saw those cousins, rarely ever sending cards or visiting during the vacation, but something inside her made her say"sure, why not,"when invited to the reunion. She put in her meter off request at the precinct and looked forward to this trip - not to see her congeneric, but to see her second reason.

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

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

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

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

"Mmm,"Cindy rubbed her clit faster. It felt cracking, 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 charwoman, hoping an climax would derive from it. Bea offered herself to her champion. Sadly, that didn't work either. Since then, they've been roommates, having daily sex up until Bea moved to Charleston earlier in the year. Cindy was sad to see her go, but knew deep down, her friend, no one, could nominate her cum.

"Anything ?"Bea asked.

"Nope,"Cindy stopped playing with herself.

"Lady Diana Frances Spencer, I'm so sorry,"Bea said, using her sobriquet with Cindy. Bea once told Cindy she reminded her of wonder Woman in oecumenical visual aspect - Lady Diana Frances Spencer being the superhero's first name.

"It's fine, Bea. This is how it is. I'm not designed to have an coming,"Cindy said, sorrow 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 recollect about when you masturbate ?"Bea asked.

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

There was a pause on the former origin ; Cindy heard Bea's muffled interpreter, talking to someone in the elbow room. There was giggling, Cindy assumed it was Bea's sister.

"What about Collin ?"Bea asked.

"What about him ?"

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

"Really ? That's your future prompting ?"Cindy rolled her eyes.

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

"Bea, that's -"


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

"That's illegal, dotty -"

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

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

In Bea's chamber, she smiled at her naked sis, 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 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 minute, 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 teddy bear. As she drifted off to sleep, an figure of Collin, shirtless flashed in her oral sex. She heard herself let out an orgasmic cry. She shook herself and sat up in bed. She rubbed her eyes and left her bedroom, tiptoeing naked to Collin's room.

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

Cindy, on her way back to her bedroom, couldn't help but think Bea might be on to something - something wrong and perverse, but something indeed. Maybe not only was Collin's birth key, but he himself was.

She licked all over the dildo, quick 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 side by side day Cindy responded to a domestic disturbance birdcall at a drone park. She followed communications protocol and called for backup, waiting patiently for it to get. It happened to be the Captain of the precinct. When he arrived, they nodded to one another and walked toward the trailer in question.

"We ain't hurtin'cipher !"a large, overweight woman, wearing only a night-robe yelled at Cindy a few min later.

When she answered the threshold, it was well-fixed for the officers to smack the smoke of marijuana. They asked if they could enter the home, a brusk, little man only wearing boxer told his married woman to"let them in, we ain't got nothing to hide."

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

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

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

"This is the concealment of our abode ! So what if we smoke some ! We're mindin'our own clientele, we ain't hurtin'anyone !"she continued to yell all the way to the Captain's patrol car.

She broke costless of his grip and ran off, Cindy was close enough to offer her substructure and trip the enceinte musical composition of trailer park trash."Oops,"Cindy grinned, receiving a thank you from her Captain.

*******

That night Cindy pulled a large dildo out of her, once again mentation of her last orgasm during Collin's birth. She was on the headphone 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 puss 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, Lady Diana Frances Spencer. You're large,"Bea giggled on the other end.

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

"I know it's not normal, but it'd be consensual. You two wouldn't be hurting anyone,"Bea said. Cindy's optic widened, run-in from the redneck at the prevue park vociferation 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 couple today. They were smoking pot in their preview. The wife said something similar about smoking."

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

"Yeah."

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

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

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

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

After their outcry, Bea entered the exhibitor, 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 family reunion, thing 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 make her cum."

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

*******

Ronnie unlocked and slid spread a large door to an abandoned warehouse. He was able to clear a deal with the place owners, lying about his intentions for renovating it for them to sell. He was surprised he pulled it off. He'd been eyeing the building for a piece, driving by it, peeking in some of the office windows that weren't boarded up. The warehouse itself was just outdoor of town, not far from creeks and marshlands.

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

There was a large golf hole in the cap. Ronnie could see where rain poured in. There was water damage on the floor of the second story overlook. He could see story plank rotting away. Ronnie looked up through a hole in the cap next, fluffy, egg white cloud visible against the blueish sky. He saw a razz's nest near the hole situated on a beam.

He whipped his cock out and casually stroked himself, thinking of his program. He decided to wreak the cleaning woman to this second gear storey overlook region. The office is where their cages would be. Ronnie thought about setting up a simple table in the eye of the overlook. This would be where he would spoil them. Standing against the railing, looking over the evacuate warehouse, Ronnie decided when he was done, this would be where he would hang them, one-by-one, with his belt.





-3-

The next dark, Cindy's bed was slamming against the paries. She was riding the biggest dildo she owned."ejaculate on !"she closed her eyes, 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 coming traveling through her body. Nothing happened.

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

That led to single thought process. Collin on top of her ; his peter plunging in and out of her instead of the dildo. Cindy's eye's guesswork give, she stopped fucking herself. For a split secondly she thought she felt something - something incredible brought on by thought process of her son.

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

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

*******

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

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

'' fountainhead, 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 quondam thing. If I had to opine, he 's the key to making you cum again, therefore, you 'll be his woman. ``

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

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


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

'' postponement ! I 've failed you two time. Both of my suggestions for things to try have failed. This is my tierce and final proposition. 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 longsighted 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 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 sisters who have sex with one another. Now shut up and give me that slit, cunt, '' Bea said.

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

Cindy paced back and Forth in her room. This intact estimation from Bea had been swimming in her mind since she brought it up. `` What if it was consensual ? No one would have a go at it. 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 decent ? What if Collin gives me an orgasm from sex for the first time ? ``

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

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

*******

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

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

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

'' Oh, hi, '' Cindy glanced over her shoulder to her son, a duad inches unretentive than her.

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

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

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

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

'' Hmm ? ``

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

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

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

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

'' Something incorrectly ? '' 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 heat up some leftovers. We 'll chat after dinner. ``

*******

Ronnie purchased respective dog crateful designed for declamatory breeds. He reasoned an grownup woman would fit in them. It'd be cramped and horribly uncomfortable. He didn't guardianship. He would tie their carpus together so they couldn't let themselves out.

The dog crates were lining the punt wall of the decrepit office on the second story. Ronnie positioned a table several feet away from the door, directly under the declamatory hole in the roof. He'd have his fun with them there, reminding them of what they are missing out on, what he can volunteer them.

Ronnie inspected the rickety region in the floor, lightly stepping on it, observing how easy it gave away. He made surely to nullify the orbit, lest he wanted to go down through to the first floor.

His tired of piffling area, where he would call for female parent and keep them, ache them, cling them, then inter 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 feet under her.

"Yes."

"Ok,"he waited."Well ?"

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

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

"Something incorrectly ?"he asked.

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

"Mom, are you sure zippo is wrong."

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

"Mom,"Collin placed his hand on hers.

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

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

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

"Again, it's 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 hand."I know what one is."

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

"It's exquisitely, I know. No need to go into details. If you're a lesbian, it's mulct, 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 Doctor, goose egg is physically wrong with me. I even met briefly with a shrink. I didn't like it, so I stopped. And, well, Bea and I became inner, hoping that would do it. Nothing worked,"Cindy explained.

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

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

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

"It was when I gave birth to you."

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

"It's rarified, but apparently it's been known to befall - woman having an coming during childbirth. Bea has been trying to assist me, offering suggestions, things like that. She even,"Cindy gave a phony laugh."She even said you were the cause of the coming and maybe you'd be the exclusively someone to dedicate me one now."

"What did she think ?"

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

"Did it ?"

"rightfield. 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 give it sound like Bea wasn't good, even though she was.

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

"I know. literal crazy."

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

"She wanted me to remember about it. I can't believe it, but I actually did. I guess that's what'll materialize after eighteen age of not having an coming - 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 cerebrate 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 mouth to you about it. In case you ever see me in a bad humor or acting strange or unrestrained, you'll know what's mostly likely on my mind."

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

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

An hour later, after several large chugs of vodka, Cindy stood in front of her can mirror in a matching melanise bra and G-string. She smiled at herself and retrieved a pillowcase. She left her way and headed to Collin's.

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

"well ?"Cindy asked."If I cover my fount, would it lay down it easier ?"

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 font is just fine. It looks great,"he glanced at her physical structure."All of you looks heavy. You could conk for wonder cleaning lady - just like Bea says."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I mean, do you want me to ?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Sorry,"he blushed."Goodnight."

*******

The future day Cindy was kicking the bag over and over again. This sentence it wasn't out of ire and pent up frustration, but out of hopefulness, decision, and overall happiness. She felt like a weight had been lifted by telling Collin of her orgasm problem. His chemical reaction of not being thoroughly grossed out by Bea's suggestion, plus the look he gave her when they said goodnight, made Cindy think her son might actually entertain the idea of incest. Her own thoughts toward it, while still feeling it was untimely and vomit, viewed it more as a possible solution - a intervention for her issue.

That day in Charleston, Ronnie was busy studying, watching the womanhood on the beach near his home. As he suspected they were with their Logos. He saw a group of brunette, in their two-piece, with untried men, playing volleyball, 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 younger Guy. They all had gloomy 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 neck of the woods, deciding to drive around inside it that night.





-5-

"Energy Department this hurt ?"Cindy asked, sitting on top of Collin, rubbing his back the next night.

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

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

"Yeah, I guess."

"Our home too. It's been many years since I've seen them. I was kinda of blow out of the water 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 confining with them I guess,"Collin closed his center, enjoying his mother's massage.

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

"Huh ?"

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

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

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

"Sorta,"he shrugged.

"Yeah ? What would happen ? How would it happen ?"

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

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

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

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

"That too. I don't know, maybe some sort of romanticistic eve to see if it'd be too Weird,"Collin added.

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

"Ha, right."

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

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

"No. There's something incorrect up here,"Cindy pointed to her head."The doctors have examined me and run tests. They have found nothing awry with my parts down there. Everything works normally, nothing unusual. So it must be something in my brain. When I gave birth to you, maybe I was so overjoyed to see you, my creative thinker allowed me to deliver one. Or maybe when you came out, you pressed against me in there in a sealed way that caused it to happen."

"Whoa,"Collin held up his hand.

"Sorry, too lots graphic info,"Cindy grinned.

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

"If we had sex ? Well, I suppose,"Cindy took a deep breath."It's so wrong and flaky. 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 hate you. But I could detest myself for doing it - incest with you."

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

"Me neither. How would you finger if you and I had sex ? Would you sense 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 one-time woman out with this problem she has - or at least trying to help."

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

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

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

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

"Well, at to the lowest degree that's something,"Cindy chuckled, hugging him tightly.

*******

Ronnie was at the golf club the succeeding night, watching the same chemical group of brunette moms. They were all dressed up, dancing, boozing, enjoying a girl's night out. He was able to infer, by eavesdropping on their conversation from a nearby table, that they were sis. They were chattering on and on, mentioning various male names. One of them said"my son,"“ your son,"and so on, followed by talk of sex acts. One of them shushed another, telling her to keep her vocalism down. They bickered a bit, one of them was drunk, stating no one was paying tending or listening to her. She was wrong, Ronnie picked up on most of their conversation, pretending to be playing on his sound in the stall behind theirs.

He heard them mention a crime syndicate reunification and a first cousin named Cindy. One of them asked about Cindy's son. Ronnie nodded.

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

In the bushes, with binoculars, Ronnie spied on the female parent. He shook his head, disgusted that they didn't even conclude the blinds. Each house he spied on he watched them walk through the house, not a care in the worldly concern, undressing as they made their way to a bedroom. The big, beautiful houses lit up one-by-one, mother entering their bedchamber, to take attention of their son all night.

He could see a few duo fucking, a mother on top, riding and bouncing on a dick. Ronnie snuck through the shadow alley between the beach rest home. He heard muffled cries of joy coming from the interior. Ronnie was capable to see into one's backyard kitty area. One of the adult female, the one who was drunk and talking loudly about her son, was on all IV in the shallow end of the pool. She was getting fucked from behind by, Ronnie assumed, the son she was talking about. He watched the woman climax, anger building inside him. It wouldn't be long before he would fill these mothers from their sons and show them what they were missing. He tugged at his pecker and headed back to his car.





-6-

"Am I too heavy ?"Cindy asked the next Nox, in her pajama trunks 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 all 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 one night. All night."

"Ok, ok, I get it."

"Bella too. Both them, they,"Cindy thought about all those nighttime Bea and Bella worshiped her body, each sucking a breast, kissing down to her twat."They tried to help me. Nothing we did worked. No toy dog worked either."

"You have toys ?"

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

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

"I have a couplet of those too. stamp battery operated. Again, Collin, zip worked,"Cindy's eyes lowered, her hired man running over Collin's shirt-covered chest."I can't evidence you how many times -"she stopped.

"What ? How many times you what ?"

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

"Really ?"

"I do it almost every night, Collin. I know it's pointless. I know it won't workplace, 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 backtalk hung open."O-ok."

"Sorry, too very much 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 eyes again."To cum ?"

"Yeah, that."

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

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

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

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

Collin complied, silently walking his mom to her bedroom threshold again. Cindy hugged him, kissing his impertinence."It was nice expenditure more time with you."

"Yeah it was."

"Collin ? Can I try something ?"

"Like what ?"

"Don't worry, cypher too scary."

"Uh ok, sure."

"conclusion your heart. Don't worry,"Cindy said. Collin did as was told. Cindy paused a consequence, looking to her son, a couple inches shorter than her. She took a late breath and slowly kissed his back talk. She closed her middle, letting her lips stick to his. She felt her spikelet tingle then ended the kiss.

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

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

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

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

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

After closing her bedroom threshold, Cindy stripped defenseless, grabbed her phone and called Bea.

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

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

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

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

"Oh ? Is he into the incest approximation 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 gear time's the spell !"

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

"Ok,"Bea smiled."You have a good night. I have a special supporter 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 fashion we had, she never suspected anything. But when she arrives here, my sweet sis, we will show her our picayune secret in soul,"Bea grinned.





-7-

It was the dark before Cindy and Collin's ram up to South Carolina from Florida. In her cooler top and pantie, she was lying on Collin's chest in his bed.

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

"Of course of instruction not. You mean for sex ?"

"In general, 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 short biased though."

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

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

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

"Sounds shivery,"he joked.

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

"Yeah."

"I'd be worried that you wouldn't be able-bodied to get espouse or be a don. 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 scared that I WOULDN'T want that. What if you wanted to remarry ?"

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

"I don't know of any mom and son yoke. 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 other nighttime. 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 prompt hatful on the lips.

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

Collin shrugged.

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

Collin took a deep breathing spell, looking to her brim, her closed eye, then down to her thorax, watching it go up and down with each breathing time. He gulped, closed his eyes and moved toward her lips.

Cindy felt her thorn thrill again. His lips pressed softly against hers. She touched his nerve 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 kiss, holding Collin against her font, his oral cavity breathing into hers."See, we can kiss like this, right ?"

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

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

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

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

Collin resumed kissing her, sliding his hand further due north. His fingers touched part of her breast ; his female parent moaned into his mouth.

"Do it,"she urged him.

Collin's hired man covered a bosom, squeezing softly, feeling the erect nipple against his palm."Yes,"Cindy broke the osculation, gasping for air.

Collin kissed at her neck next. Cindy turned her straits to the side, her body tingling all over, as Collin massaged a bosom. She wondered if Bea was right all along. Collin is who was needed to fix her cum.

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

"Oh, Collin, yes,"she whispered. Cindy felt something, something former than an erection against her panties. She felt like she could lose herself with him. She felt like she could ease up her soundbox to Collin every day.

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

It rang various times before Cindy broke the osculation, 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 edge of Collin's bed on her phone."Huh uh. Sounds groovy. We'll leave around 3am. Yeah I'm up early on everyday anyway, so it's fine."

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

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

Collin nodded, watching his topless mother get out his room. He lay down, his heart racing, trying to make signified of what just happened.

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





-8-

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

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

"So, tell me, how experienced are you ?"Cindy asked, ten minute of arc into the drive after breakfast.

"Not very."

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

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

"I really enjoyed last night,"Cindy said, changing the depicted object to the two of them."I thought it was really sweet and loving. I think we were headed to crossing a phone line. Had I not got that phone call, we might have."

"Yeah."

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

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

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

Collin remained quiet.

"Did you enjoy last night ? Our little sitting ?"

Collin nodded.

"Do you think you'd wishing 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 of study you wanted to play with me instead."

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

"Let me know. No pressure."

*******

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

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

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

"Alright,"Collin smiled, following Bella.

The sec the door closed, Bea lunged at Cindy straddling her, kissing her, ripping off her own bikini top. They said nothing, Cindy standing, taking the smaller charwoman 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 mammilla out of her mouth.

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

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

Bea emerged an hour later in her two-piece. She jumped into the pool, swimming to her sister."You're bit,"she grinned. Collin watched Bella get out of the pocket billiards, 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 female parent, we really do,"Bea said, riding around on Collin's back in the body of water."We've been trying to help her."

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

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

"Help ?"

Bea climbed off his cover, swimming to his front line, wrapping her leg around him in the water."Help her see how common and how wonderful incest is."

Collin was confused.

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

Collin slowly nodded.

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

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

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

"There's something we need to spill 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 friendly the neighborhood is. Bea didn't live far from the house reunion Cindy and Collin were attending the side by side day.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"A little."

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

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

They kissed each other during their orgasm in attempt to muffle their groan of pleasure.

"How long ?"Cindy asked.

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

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

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

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

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

"Yes, but you are his mom. I suspected a mother and son would want to be a pair off - I don't see how they couldn't be. It'd be far more intimate. 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 actuate 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 night, Ronnie dug shallow Steffi Graf outside of his rundown warehouse. He dug ten Robert Graves, the dirt piled next to each one. He had no idea how many mothers he'd be able to abduct. He was assuming at least five.

The future day he would go hunting. Most of it would consist of more observance and following. But he would bring his Tasers, his SUV would be cleaned out, making adequate way for their torso. He was unable to purchase a gun in a seasonable fashion, so a baseball bat was brought along in case the Tasers malfunctioned or broke.

Ronnie removed his shirt, wiping fret from his massive, brawny eubstance. He tugged his at his dick again, thinking about fucking these women all dark - his psychosis fully setting in.





-9-

It was such a unusual case. Cindy did n't know what to earn of her family at the reunification. Some of them, full cousin, she had n't seen in eld. There was something very odd about them though. Collin picked up on it too.

There were no husbands. There were no men over the age of thirty. early on to mid-20s seemed to be the sometime age chain, eighteen being the youthful. The women, all brunet, all myopic than Cindy, were in their belatedly 30s up to mid-40s. However, they all looked mythological. No gray hair, barely any obtrusive furrow. Their organic structure were in incredible pattern. They did n't compare to the marvel Woman-like physique of Cindy, but they certainly had fitness modeling or stripper bodies.

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

thing got interesting later on. Cindy, always observing, apparently not enough to see Bea and Bella were fan, noticed the mothers and sons behaved differently. It was subtle ; a hand placement here, a caress there, a hug or raft on the cheek or lips. She noticed one of the mother 's sitting next to her son, her handwriting on his second joint, his arm around her after dinner. `` They 're like couples, '' Cindy thought. She glanced at Collin. Their eyes 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 than mom and son. One son was holding his mom from behind, while she and Cindy talked. He kissed her pass and left to grab a soda.

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

'' Well you look incredible, '' one of the one-time 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 slope. `` Of path she 's gorgeous too, '' the son hugged her, quickly kissing her lips.

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

They invited Cindy to go out with them that evening - women only. Collin suggested she 'd take fun. In true statement, he felt awkward, so did Cindy. They were surrounded by mothers and Logos 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 pillowcase. A cousin picked her up, and she left Collin alone with her ally Bea and Bella.

'' Soooo ? '' Bea said, sitting future to Collin on the couch. `` 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 mom at the reunification have very special 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 baby traded face, stood, and undressed. Collin's sassing hung open as they started kissing passionately.

*******

Ronnie watched the group of women, one of them he never saw before, sit and drink in the loud night club. He had it all planned out. He'd rent them one-by-one, two at a sentence if possible, pilling them up in his SUV, parked near the rear entrance. He watched the improbable one, Cindy, thinking that he might have 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 limb around them, pulling them out of the spinal column door, his hired hand over their mouths. He punched them, then throwing them in the back of his SUV.

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

He waited and used his Taser on the one-fourth and 5th woman when they came outside together. Ronnie snuck back in via the stake door and found the one-sixth and concluding cleaning woman, sitting alone, wondering if her cousin was ok. They told her they'd be proper back.

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

"No thanks,"she answered.

"You sure ?"

"I'm sure."

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

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

Ronnie sneered and followed.





-10-

Cindy fell to her human knee, in an alley outside the nightspot, feeling her dead body overtaken by electricity. She shook, her middle rolled into the rachis of her headway, she drooled. The alone idea on her mind was Collin.

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

She released her grip around his pharynx and fell to her knees once more. She blacked out and convulsed on the dry land, 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.

'' tinker's dam, you 're operose, '' he placed her in the nap of women in the back of his SUV.

Cindy woke up an minute later, her ankles and wrists bound and tied. She was in a summing up bureau ; the only light source was moonlight shining down from a gob in the roof on the other side of meat of the office window.

Cindy counted six large dog crates. Four of them had women, her cousins, crammed into them. Their articulatio radiocarpea and ankle joint tied like Cindy's. There was an hollow one that Cindy guessed she couldn't fit in. Another was empty too. Its inhabitant was outside the office, on the table, lunar month sparkle shining down on her, as huge, muscular smuggled man raped her.

The screams shook Cindy from her grogginess. Each fourth dimension Ronnie slammed his prick into her full cousin she screamed out.

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

"Ahhh !"she heard her cousin scream. She was bent grass 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 and headed for the office. It was Cindy's turn.

"goodness, 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 sack dangling below his rod.

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

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

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

Ronnie entered her from prat, sliding his cock all the way in, stretching her out. Cindy remained still, letting him, ignoring the infliction. She observed a small-scale desk in the box. She was able to have out parts of the desk falling off, rotting away. She saw a dark thump next to it - Ronnie's clothes. The moonlight shining down assisted her with seeing rope next to his clothing, and something on the desk. It was small rectangular. She wondered if it was a tool of some sort for cutting rope. As Ronnie raped her she thought of a programme. She wanted to get over to the desk somehow to get the cock, maybe use it to relinquish the others. Cindy needed to be untied first.

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

"That's it. flavour nice. I'll make him recall I enjoy this,"Cindy thought process. Thomas More rain drop kissed her tegument and Cindy let out a flashy moan.

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

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

"Uh huh,"Cindy moaned again.

"good. I'll make you all blank out your Logos. It'll just take time,"Ronnie said.

"Yes !"Cindy whimpered."Yes !"

"Ah whoreson, that's it child, feel that dick owning that cunt,"Ronnie grunted.

"Harder,"Cindy said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ronnie paused ; in his thinker he'd kill her anyway. He shrugged, cut the rope and Cindy grabbed his head bringing him for a long, hard osculation, making government note of the cutting putz Ronnie set on the level nearby.

She wrapped her arms and ramification around him and he reentered her. They kissed while he bounced her up and down, the rainfall 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 falsify pleasure as brassy as she could. The rain poured down on her, Ronnie watching what he thought was something he caused.

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

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

"conduct a gap, I'll continue going in a little 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 shaft 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 initiation, holding it down, only delivering half the electrical dosage.

She let go, rushing into the elbow room, opening dog crate, cutting rophy as fast as she could. Cindy freed her cousins just in meter for them to ambush Ronnie. He was stunned from the Taser, but not completely paralyzed or unconscious.

The pile of adult female 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 nuzzle and a wear out lip.

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

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

'' find help ; get family to your Logos. I 'll care him, '' Cindy squeezed her cousin 's articulatio humeri. `` They love and need their mamma, just like you love and need them. ``

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

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

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

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

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

She doubled over, cursing herself for not seeing his attack coming. She did n't have meter to see Ronnie 's next attack either. Gathering all the air in his lungs, sending atomic number 8 to his muscles, he squatted, grabbed Cindy and tossed her over his huge shoulders.

She landed directly on the worn down, damaged domain of the floor. All 150 pounds of brawn of the six-foot-tall woman crashed through it and fell to the first level near the ingress of the warehouse. Ronnie looked through the muddle, barely able to ca-ca out her body in fetal position.

He fell to his articulatio genus once more, in excruciation. `` I 'm going bury that bitch. ``

Ronnie, struggling to breath, limped down the steel stairs. He grabbed his excavator, then a hand good of Cindy 's hair. `` Bury this cunt, '' he could barely whisper. He dragged her cut up and bruised, unconscious body out into the mud, toward the Robert Ranke Graves he dug earlier.





-11-

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

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

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

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

In that take second, Ronnie was pushing a mixture of shite and mud from the deal next to the grave accent onto to Cindy's body. He managed to incubate her ft, legs, venter, pectus with a level ; her base and legs covered the most. He covered half her face and had to intercept. The pain in his rib was too practically. Ronnie went to his knees, the rain pouring down on him, and focusing on breathing. He was exhausted but his anger would drive him to complete his task and get away.

Someone else's angriness was driving them. Cindy's optic opened in the tomb. They darted around, figuring out where she was. She saw Ronnie, his vertebral column to her, struggling, clutching his side. Cindy pulled her arm out of the heavy grease and mud, brushing it first away from her expression, spitting some out of her mouth. She sat up in the grave, crap falling off her shoulder joint and breasts. With her other arm free now, she pushed and moved her legs, allowing herself to rise up. Standing in the grave accent, ignoring the pain sensation in her caput, she stared at Ronnie.

He was mumbling to himself, coughing, spitting up blood. Cindy turned around and climbed out of the grave accent. She walked around it toward Ronnie. He caught bowel movement in his computer peripheral visual modality, turning to face up her.

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

This was the point at which her madness truly consumed her. She could've walked away, waiting for the police to come. Instead, she thought of this man's architectural plan to take 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 someone she loved most, and Ronnie was going to take her from him.

She circled him, planning her adjacent move, the pelting causing blood and mud to drop 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 reverse. Ronnie roared in pain, falling to the land. Cindy circled him again.

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

"Break !"she grit her dentition and pulled his hand back toward his berm blade and beyond. Finally, she heard a snap and a pop, followed by gasping for air. She released her grip and continued circling Ronnie.

She watched him pluck 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 dance her clenched fist repeatedly into his cheek. She was like some sorting of cage battler, except there was no referee to extract her off him.

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

When Cindy's knuckles seared with pain, she squatted over Ronnie, and hammered the sides of her fist onto his grimace, throat, and dresser 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 manpower became too sore, Cindy stood, and proceeded to stump her dog into Ronnie's body as hard as she could. She heard more ribs crack. She saw him vomit more than blood and the contents of his intestines. His body was a weaken pile of mush. She stood over his fount, now totally unrecognizable, and brought her human knee up as high as she could. She slammed her foot down onto his side with all her might. Cindy pulled her heel out of what remained of his human face. Her and his blood covered it, unify with some of his teeth.

Cindy looked to his lifeless body, his chest still, and felt the rage subside. roar and lightning crackled in the distance. Cindy caught her breath."Fuck you."

She went to her knee, and then rolled to her back in the mud, exhausted. She heard Siren in the space. Cindy never shot anyone while on duty, never Tazered anyone, never had to use her wand, but that Nox in the pelting, 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 present moment later she was surrounded by EMTs. Her cousin-german broke through."Ma'am you'll penury 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 response, instead walking toward a police officer."I need to see to my son,"she demanded.

"Ma'am we need a statement from you. We need to affirm your write up with theirs,"he said.

"I understand that and I will get together. But I need to see my son. We aren't staying far from here. We're near the beach, a few miles away. All I need is fifteen bit. Let me shower and chequer on him. You can drive me there and wait for me."

"Ma'am I don't -"

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

The officeholder looked around, looking to the early kidnap women. `` Alright. All their assertion have been given. They all said you stayed behind so they could get help. I 'll take you to your son, go ahead check on him, get cleaned up and come back out to my car. 15 minutes. ``

'' 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 center of the sustenance elbow room floor, scissoring in front of Collin. His mouth open as he watched the sis fuck.

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

"trade good huh ?"Bea asked.

"Wow,"he whispered.

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

"Are you courteous and grueling ?"Bella asked.

"Uh,"Collin glanced to his crotch.

"Want to suck his tool with me ?"Bella asked.

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

"Awww,"Bella frowned.

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

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

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

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

"Two woman, sister, nude and wanting you to go scrawny 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 hard-on. His testis hurt from the incestuous show Bea and Bella performed for him. He wondered where his mom was.

A few moments later, his worry was relieved. A tall, naked, fit woman, her whisker damp, her skin muddy and bloody, practically burst through the front door."My way. Five minute,"she glared.

He gulped watching her nude consistence quickly move by him. Cindy went straight to her shower, washing off dirt and blood. She only had xv arcminute to check on Collin. The police officer waiting in the private road would come to the door when clock 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 shower and john, soaking wet, not bothering to dry off.

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

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

"Mom, hold,"he squirmed.

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

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

"Collin,"Cindy grabbed the floor of his erect dick, 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 physical structure weight, sending his prick as rich as it could go. Cindy nearly passed out.

She saw her son looking at her, a look of shock mixed with pleasance on his face. Cindy was trembling, marrow racing, having trouble breathing.

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

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

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

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

She squatted a mates more fourth dimension, her total body felt tingly. Her pussy contracted and trembled. Cindy looked into her son's brass, unable to breathe or speak.

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

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

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

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

She collapsed on top of him, shaking, out-of-breath, her eubstance flavour like jelly.

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

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

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

A few moment passed, Cindy knew their clip was up - at least for a few 60 minutes. She was kissing him, lying on top of Collin, the police officer banging on the front threshold."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 stand. Or walk."

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

He wobbled over to her travelling bag, picking out a random top and short, 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 abdomen 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 more, Cindy holding him tight.

He grabbed some shorts and a jersey, and then helped her walk out. He propped her against the front room access, 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 lover. She blew her son a osculation, and grabbed the cop's arm. He gave her a look and walked her to the back of his car.

The EMT's checked her over once more ; her cut were kid, not needing stitches. Before her coming with Collin, her entire body was in infliction from her spill and subsequent competitiveness with Ronnie. An 60 minutes after the essence of climaxing for the first clip in over XVIII long time had worn off, the pain in the neck started to recall. Her hands hurt the most, but they would wound up and heal. She also had mansion of a minor concussion.

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

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

Several witness at the guild were interviewed too, noting Ronnie's leery behavior.

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

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





-13-

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

"perfect. How about you ?"

"I'm good."

Cindy sat adjacent to him, grabbing his hired man."I mean about earlier. About us having sex."

"right field. It was, it was -"

"Incredible ?"

"Yeah. Incredible. Kinda quick though."

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

Collin looked her over, his eyes landing on her smiling,"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 decently out. We'll consume it real decelerate this time."

Collin nodded.

"We can explore each early's bodies."

"Yes,"he nodded once more.

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

"Wow,"his whispered, watching her work force trail over her fit eubstance and expectant breasts.

Cindy dried off this sentence. There was no importunity to suss out on her son, to exhibit him how much she loved him or to cum - she was simply there for him.

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

"Are you in pain ?"he asked."You have some cut of meat and bruises."

"A concussion too. But I'll be mulct. Feel free to kiss my wound if you want - or kiss wherever you want."

"I don't know where to start."

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

Collin sat staring at her body.

"Here,"Cindy reached for his deal, 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 hands up her tone midsection to her boob."There we go,"she smiled watching Collin gently squeeze them.

"We're moving here,"Cindy said.

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

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

She felt her body tingle when Collin rubbed her nipples. He licked his lips as he did."Go ahead. suction them,"Cindy placed her hired man behind his head, arching her back.

When his mouth made link with her knocker, nursing from them, sucking and licking the mamilla, Cindy nearly climaxed there. Her eyes fluttered, her neck arched, she moaned,"He's ameliorate 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 bare, please."

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

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

Collin wasn't afraid. He happily dove in, licking and eating out her snatch. Cindy orgasmed several fourth dimension in that many mo. Each time she sprayed her juice all over her son's human face. Collin laughed, his facial expression drenched and dripping.

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

On top of her, with one use, to make full her with his seed, Collin entered her. Cindy came within endorsement again, Collin a piffling 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 cries of pleasure heard throughout the house.

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

He paused when he entered her, running his handwriting all over her back. Cindy looked over her berm at him, another climax on the way. She didn't see the solution to her job, she didn't see the one man that could spend a penny her cum, she saw the one man she loved more than any mortal in the world.

Her younger, howling man smiled at her and bent over to kiss along her back.

He went to one knee, grabbed her pelvis and mated with a near constant climaxing adult female - his mother.





-14-

The slept well into the afternoon the following day.

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

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

Cindy and Collin held mitt, 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 hang out with some of the family down the street. Probably have dinner there,"Collin said. Cindy squeezed his hand. They left two, naked, sisters smiling at the happy couple.

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

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

After dinner party, Cindy led Collin behind the firm to soak up his putz. She was on her genu, 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 eyes fluttered, his tool shooting its onus down Cindy's pharynx. She stood, wiped her mouth and thanked her son.

One cousin drank too a great deal, got bare and jumped into the swimming pool. Her son followed causa. Soon the other mothers were stripping down and jumping in. Their son, some reluctant, joined too.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Cindy waved to Collin to get in the kitty. He laughed, ineffective to resist her, stripped and jumped in.

"Here you go,"the former 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 spatter. The only sound heard was kissing, moaning, and mother on their Word. Cindy guided Collin inside her, officially joining the orgy.

"I think we're going to sleep together 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 eye.

The end .