author 's greenback : This is the final Policewomen story. This is Cindy 's third story in the series. She 's a fair sex ineffective to orgasm. You do n't ingest to read her maiden two report - where she tries adult female, then black men - but this one is her final attempt to cum. As with the other incest stories in this serial, this one is wild. There aren't any explosions or gunfire like the others, but this babe of brutality gets quite physical.



-1-

Ronnie sat alone in his flat, au naturel, pumping his big black hammer. He wasn't horny, he was raging. intellection of the countless white char he and his brother have had coursed through his mind. In the past year or so, things changed. The amount of women throwing themselves at him decreased ; these cleaning woman seemed to favor someone else.

Ever since he moved to capital of West Virginia, he noticed more and more strange occurrent. All the womanhood that lived near him, who he saw regularly on the beach, didn't notification him much. They were hanging around new, not as buff, and not as gigantically mesomorphic 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 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 inaugural time in old age, Ronnie thought about the near constant stream of sex he had daily. He thought about the finish cleaning lady he had sex with - Stephanie.

It was respective calendar week ago. The blonde was walking with another woman and her son along the beach. Ronnie watched her hug the woman and kiss her son sayonara. They departed and Stephanie continued her pass alone.

Ronnie couldn't call up what he said to her. Something about the conditions, something about her bikini, maybe he introduced himself at that first meeting. 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 observe 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 eff her all nighttime long.

Sucking on her titty, as his orgasm subsided ; Stephanie thanked him and stated she had to go. She informed Ronnie her son would be home soon from a short, out-of-town trip. She didn't say she was her son's lover, but the way she said it, made Ronnie realize she was using him just like she'd use a dildo as a masturbation technique. This cleaning lady wasn't becoming addicted to him, she wasn't going to go out anyone for him ; she wasn't going to render up the next night begging for his black 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 casket. The end of his brother was.

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

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

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

*******

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

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

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

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

"amercement. Just need to relieve stress,"Cindy told a half truth.

Her instructor shrugged and greeted a few students for the side by side class. A few moments later, Cindy stopped her bang, caught her breath, grabbed her bag, and left.

On the way rest home, after a farseeing day on her patrol route, then her kickboxing class, Cindy thought about how commodity a shower would feel. Afterward, she'd begin her near nightly masturbation ritual. She would choose from her Brobdingnagian assembling of anal pearl, dildos, and vibrators - all of varying sizes from small to massive.

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

She felt Collin was integral to an issue she was having. In the shower, she rinsed off and lathered up her tired musculus, moaning slightly when she held her titty, running her thumb over her erect nipples.

Cindy rubbed her clitoris mentation of the survive orgasm she had - 18 years ago.

It was a rare, but potential, phenomena ; having an orgasm during childbirth. Cindy moaned a little louder thinking about it in the hot shower. She was pushing her baby 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 proficient it felt, approaching two decennium ago.

She gave nascency, battle cry of joy and pleasure, her soundbox radiating orgasmic waves after she delivered Collin. It was her first and last orgasm.

Her marriage fell apart, psychiatrist didn't helper, and Dr. didn't assistant as nothing physically incorrect with her was found.

The present moment passed in the shower bath. Cindy's view returned to her upcoming month. She rinsed her hair thinking of her and Collin traveling to Charleston, southward Carolina for two reasons. One was a family reunification she agreed to go to. She hardly ever saw those cousin-german, 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 time off postulation at the precinct and looked forward to this stumble - not to see her relatives, but to see her second reason.

Several instant later, Cindy was on the phone with her second reason.

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

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

"I can't wait to see you, when you get here,"The fiery Melanerpes erythrocephalus, Bea said, having just moved to the same area as Cindy's relative."I can't wait to idolise your body."

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

Bea was helpful, or tried to be. A few geezerhood ago she suggested Cindy try sex with women, hoping an orgasm would come from it. Bea offered herself to her friend. Sadly, that didn't employment either. Since then, they've been roommates, having daily sex up until Bea moved to capital of West Virginia earlier in the year. Cindy was sad to see her go, but knew deep down, her friend, no one, could wee-wee her cum.

"Anything ?"Bea asked.

"Nope,"Cindy stopped playing with herself.

"Diana, I'm so sorry,"Bea said, using her byname with Cindy. Bea once told Cindy she reminded her of Wonder fair sex in oecumenical show - Diana being the superhero's first name.

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

"rich person you met anyone down there ?"

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

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

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

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

"What about Collin ?"Bea asked.

"What about him ?"

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

"Really ? That's your next hint ?"Cindy rolled her eyes.

"Think about it. You had one giving nascence 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 birth gave you an orgasm ; maybe that was a sign that he is the only when one that could."

"That's illegal, wild -"

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

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

In Bea's sleeping accommodation, she smiled at her au naturel sister, Bella."I told her. Maybe she'll try it,"Bea said.

"trade 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 large dildo to use. Normally she'd drive it, using it for a few hours, but Bea's suggestion 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 image of Collin, shirtless flashed in her heading. She heard herself let out an orgasmic cry. She shook herself and sat up in bed. She rubbed her eyes and left her sleeping room, 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 giving birth key, but he himself was.

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

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





-2-

The succeeding day Cindy responded to a domesticated kerfuffle margin call at a laggard park. She followed protocol and called for backup, waiting patiently for it to get in. It happened to be the headwaiter of the precinct. When he arrived, they nodded to one another and walked toward the laggard in question.

"We ain't hurtin'nobody !"a prominent, overweight fair sex, wearing only a nightgown yelled at Cindy a few minute later.

When she answered the door, it was well-off for the officer to smell out the roll of tobacco of Cannabis sativa. They asked if they could enter the abode, a shortly, pocket-size man only wearing boxers told his wife to"let them in, we ain't got nothing to hide."

As they entered, Cindy saw him frantically attempt to conceal his marihuana bags.

Cindy pointed it out and an debate followed. The sea captain handcuffed the adult female. Her little married man charged at Cindy. She squatted, caught, and then slammed him to his dorsum, knocking the air out of him.

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

"This is the concealment of our home ! So what if we smoke some ! We're mindin'our own stage business, we ain't hurtin'anyone !"she continued to shout all the way to the headwaiter's patrol car.

She broke free of his grip and ran off, Cindy was close plenty to carry her metrical unit and trip the large patch of drone Park rubbish."Oops,"Cindy grinned, receiving a thank you from her Captain.

*******

That Night Cindy pulled a large dildo out of her, once again thought process of her 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 full. Thank you,"Bea said.

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

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

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

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

"Big D ?"

"Yeah, Diana. You're magnanimous,"Bea giggled on the other end.

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

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

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

"Like pot."

"Huh ?"

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

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

"Yeah."

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

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

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

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

After their call, Bea entered the exhibitioner, joining her babe, 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 reunification, thing will materialize,"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 session, first. Remember ? I wished I could build her cum."

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

*******

Ronnie unlocked and slid give a large room access to an abandoned warehouse. He was able-bodied to do a deal with the property 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 while, driving by it, peeking in some of the billet windows that weren't boarded up. The warehouse itself was just outside of town, not far from brook and marshlands.

He tugged at his big pitch-dark dick, walking around the coordination compound, taking note of its insides. He walked up a steel staircase to the irregular story. Ronnie surmised warehouse managers sat up there, overlooking the facility, long, long ago.

There was a tumid kettle of fish in the roof. Ronnie could see where rainwater poured in. There was water damage on the floor of the second history overlook. He could see floor boards rotting away. Ronnie looked up through a maw in the ceiling succeeding, downlike, white clouds visible against the blue sky. He saw a bird's nest near the hole situated on a beam.

He whipped his cock out and casually stroked himself, thinking of his plans. He decided to contribute the women to this second storey overlook area. The office is where their cages would be. Ronnie thought about setting up a unproblematic table in the centre of the overlook. This would be where he would spoil them. Standing against the rail, looking over the evacuate warehouse, Ronnie decided when he was done, this would be where he would cling them, one-by-one, with his belt.





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The next night, Cindy's bed was slamming against the rampart. She was riding the big dildo she owned."Come on !"she closed her center, grit her teeth, fucking the dildo as hard as she could.

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

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

That led to single thought. Collin on top of her ; his stopcock plunging in and out of her instead of the dildo. Cindy's eye's shot open, she stopped fucking herself. For a schism arcsecond 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 men traveled up her stomach, over her tit, tweaking her teat. She thought of Collin again, sucking her bosom then kissing her.

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

*******

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

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

'' Well, yeah. I mean why would n't you be ? He 's your son and you 'd be crossing that line with him. I do n't see how it could be a old thing. If I had to think, he 's the key to making you cum again, therefore, you 'll be his womanhood. ``

'' Bea, '' Cindy shook her head on the early 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 enough. I need to go. We 'll speak later. ``

'' postponement ! I 've failed you two multiplication. Both of my suggestions for things to try bear failed. This is my third and final suggestion. I feel that if you and Collin become lover, not just mom and son, you will let an orgasm every prison term you two make love. He gave you one when he was born. ``

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

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

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

'' You and I are n't mom and son. We 're sisters who have sex with one another. Now shut up and have me that pussy, kick, '' 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 entire idea from Bea had been swimming in her mind since she brought it up. `` What if it was consensual ? No one would know. No one would be hurt. What if we eased into it slowly ? We could get used to one another sexually before going all the way. What if Bea is properly ? What if Collin gives me an sexual climax from sex for the first-class honours degree fourth dimension ? ``

Cindy sat on the bound of her bed, `` What if we became buff ? No. This is stupid. I 'm despairing, 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 Clarence Day without calling Bea. She texted her friend a simple `` ca n't speak. thinking. ``

Collin noticed his mom seemed disquiet. 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 dishes frantically later in the day when Collin approached. Cindy heard a soft `` hey '' followed by a easy hired hand on her shoulder.

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

'' Mom, you ok ? You 've been really officious 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 hang out, I 'll be around, '' Collin offered.

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

'' Hmm ? ``

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

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

Cindy played with his hairsbreadth, touched his boldness, 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 blab out 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-time threatening. Frustrating if anything, '' Cindy smiled.

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

'' Ok, let 's stir up up some leftovers. We 'll chatter after dinner. ``

*******

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

The dog crateful were lining the back wall of the run-down office on the second base base. Ronnie positioned a table several feet away from the door, directly under the enceinte hole in the roof. He'd have his fun with them there, reminding them of what they are missing out on, what he can tender them.

Ronnie inspected the weak area in the storey, lightly stepping on it, observing how easy it gave away. He made for certain to quash the surface area, lest he wanted to fall through to the first floor.

His tired of little arena, where he would contain mothers and keep them, hurt them, give ear them, then bury them was turning out quite nicely.





-4-

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

"Yes."

"Ok,"he waited."Well ?"

"Um, I'll be decently back,"Cindy headed to the kitchen, searching for any hard liquor they had. She found some vodka Bea left a few months ago. Cindy opened and poured herself a shot. Downing it quickly, she poured another gibe, then finally a third.

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

"Something amiss ?"he asked.

"I want, or need, to talk to you about something I've been going through my whole life sentence. Only a couple MD and Bea and Bella know about it."

"Mom, are you sure nothing is wrong."

"It's ok. It's nothing life threatening, nothing serious, 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 moment before proceeding.

"We're both adults now. You're XVIII, you know how the razz and the bees work. The emergence I've had my intact liveliness pertains to that."

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

"Again, it's nothing life-threatening. But,"Cindy cleared her throat."I'm ineffective to, I haven't had, um, an orgasm. I'm unable to let 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 fine, I know. No penury 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 doctors, nothing is physically wrong with me. I even met briefly with a psychiatrist. I didn't like it, so I stopped. And, well, Bea and I became cozy, hoping that would do it. Nothing worked,"Cindy explained.

"wellspring, I don't know what to tell apart you. I'm sorry about your government issue with that stuff though."

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

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

"It was when I gave birth to you."

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

"It's rare, but apparently it's been known to happen - womanhood having an orgasm during childbirth. Bea has been trying to help me, offering suggestions, things like that. She even,"Cindy gave a fudge laugh."She even said you were the causal agency of the orgasm and maybe you'd be the only somebody to give me one now."

"What did she think of ?"

"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 field. 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 rummy or something,"Cindy tried to make it sound like Bea wasn't good, even though she was.

"Yeah, that's crazy,"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 guess about it. I can't believe it, but I actually did. I guess that's what'll bump after eighteen class 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 incorrectly and crazy."

"Yep."

"Would you help out ? I mean, would you be willing to even mean about doing that with me ?"Cindy asked.

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

Cindy nodded, her eyes lowered."Alright. I just wanted to lecture to you about it. In case you ever see me in a bad climate or acting unknown or excited, you'll know what's mostly likely on my mind."

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

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

An minute later, after several orotund chugs of vodka, Cindy stood in front of her lavatory mirror in a matching mordant bra and thong. She smiled at herself and retrieved a pillow slip. She left her way and headed to Collin's.

She knocked on the door a couple multiplication. Collin opened it seeing a tall, sinewy woman with a pillowcase over her head.

"wellspring ?"Cindy asked."If I cover my face, would it make 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 promiscuous for you."

"Mom, your face is just fine. It looks great,"he glanced at her body."All of you looks great. You could pass for Wonder charwoman - just like Bea says."

"Thank you. Maybe we could just hang out. Watch 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 emollient next to them, Collin spoke up.

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

"Collin,"Cindy smiled, touching his cheek."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 peculiar department."

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

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

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

"I mean, do you need me to ?"

Cindy sat up, her script 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 minute. Collin turned off the TV, extended his hired 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 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 pollex in her thong to pluck it down, removing it, when she saw Collin watching her. She stopped, smiling at him.

"Sorry,"he blushed."Goodnight."

*******

The side by side day Cindy was kicking the bag over and over again. This sentence it wasn't out of wrath and pent up thwarting, but out of hopefulness, finding, and overall happiness. She felt like a weight unit had been lifted by telling Collin of her orgasm problem. His reaction of not being thoroughly grossed out by Bea's suggestion, plus the spirit he gave her when they said goodnight, made Cindy suppose her son might actually toy with the approximation of incest. Her own persuasion toward it, while still feeling it was amiss and sick, viewed it more as a potential solution - a intervention for her issue.

That day in Charleston, Ronnie was busy studying, watching the women on the beach near his house. As he suspected they were with their boy. He saw a group of brunette, in their bikinis, with young men, playing volleyball, playing in the ocean, or sitting with each other. He heard a few of the guy wire call out"mom"here and there while addressing them. He saw an aged brunette handing out sandwiches, in a maternally fashion, to younger guys. They all had blue hair ; he presumed they were her nephews. He didn't know for sure, but he watched them all afternoon.

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





-5-

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

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

Cindy continued massaging his articulatio humeri and back."You looking forward to our Charleston misstep later this month ? I know it'll be overnice to see Bea and Bella."

"Yeah, I guess."

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

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

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

"Huh ?"

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

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

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

"Sorta,"he shrugged.

"Yeah ? What would go on ? How would it take place ?"

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

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

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

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

"That too. I don't know, maybe some kind of romantic eventide to see if it'd be too uncanny,"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 think 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 incorrectly up here,"Cindy pointed to her heading."The MD have examined me and run exam. They have found zero damage with my parts down there. Everything kit and boodle normally, nothing strange. So it must be something in my caput. When I gave birth to you, maybe I was so overjoyed to see you, my judgment allowed me to get one. Or maybe when you came out, you pressed against me in there in a certain way that caused it to happen."

"Whoa,"Collin held up his hand.

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

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

"If we had sex ? Well, I suppose,"Cindy took a cryptic breathing spell."It's so wrong and bizarre. I'd be afraid you'd hate me or I'd hate myself. I'd be afraid our kinship 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 experience that way."

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

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

"Of course."

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

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

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

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

Collin laughed,"You aren't double-dyed. I'll say that much."

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

*******

Ronnie was at the club the succeeding night, watching the same radical of brunette mum. They were all dressed up, dancing, drunkenness, enjoying a daughter's night out. He was capable to derive, by eavesdropping on their conversation from a nearby table, that they were sisters. They were chattering on and on, mentioning respective 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 voice down. They bickered a bit, one of them was drunk, stating no one was paying aid or listening to her. She was wrong, Ronnie picked up on most of their conversation, pretending to be playing on his phone in the stall behind theirs.

He heard them mention a kin 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 abide back, in his car, long enough to park near their locality. He was in a parking lot about a after part mile away. He got out and walked.

In the bushes, with opera glasses, Ronnie spied on the female parent. He shook his caput, disgusted that they didn't even close the screen. Each theater he spied on he watched them walk through the house, not a attention in the world, undressing as they made their way to a bedroom. The big, beautiful sign of the zodiac lit up one-by-one, mothers entering their bedroom, to take care of their sons all night.

He could see a few twosome fucking, a mother on top, riding and bouncing on a dick. Ronnie snuck through the drab alley between the beach base. He heard damp watchword of pleasure coming from the inside. Ronnie was able to see into one's backyard pool sphere. One of the womanhood, the one who was drunkard and talking loudly about her son, was on all quaternion in the shallow end of the kitty. She was getting fucked from behind by, Ronnie assumed, the son she was talking about. He watched the charwoman climax, ire construction inside him. It wouldn't be long before he would take these mothers from their sons and show them what they were missing. He tugged at his dick and headed back to his car.





-6-

"Am I too backbreaking ?"Cindy asked the adjacent night, in her pajama underdrawers and cooler top, straddling Collin on the couch.

"Nah, you're good."

"Do you have any questions for me ?"

"About your stipulation ?"

"Anything really. The ‘ experimental condition'or maybe what I've done to try to fix it or this whole incest musical theme Bea suggested."

"Bea. So you and her ?"

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

"Ok, ok, I get it."

"Bella too. Both them, they,"Cindy thought about all those nights Bea and Bella worshiped her body, each sucking a chest, 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 tumid collection of them. You know what a dildo is decent ?"

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

"I have a couple of those too. Battery operated. Again, Collin, nix worked,"Cindy's eyes lowered, her script running over Collin's shirt-covered dresser."I can't severalize you how many metre -"she stopped.

"What ? How many clip you what ?"

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

"Really ?"

"I do it almost every night, Collin. I know it's pointless. I know it won't study, but in the cover 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 rima oris hung undefended."O-ok."

"Sorry, too much info again, right ?"

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

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

"Yeah, that."

"You can use the put on terminus if you want. It's just me."

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

"I've all but given up. Stopped dating, only play with myself with my fingerbreadth or my toys. 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. Walk me to my room,"his mother smiled, getting off him, extending her hand.

Collin complied, silently walking his mom to her bedroom door again. Cindy hugged him, kissing his impudence."It was nice expenditure more fourth dimension with you."

"Yeah it was."

"Collin ? Can I try something ?"

"Like what ?"

"Don't worry, nothing too scary."

"Uh ok, sure."

"ending your eyes. Don't worry,"Cindy said. Collin did as was told. Cindy paused a moment, looking to her son, a brace inches myopic than her. She took a deep breathing time and slowly kissed his lips. She closed her eyes, letting her rim stick to his. She felt her spine frisson then ended the kiss.

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

Collin's center fluttered overt."No, Mom. Wasn't bad at all."

She bit her fundament lip,"I swear I'm not trying to make you."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Oh ? Is he into the incest idea too ?"

"Not sure. If so, it's not 100 %, but it could be getting there. I can't believe I'm actually thinking you're onto something with your idea."

"See ? I've failed you twice, tierce metre's the good luck charm !"

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

"Ok,"Bea smiled."You have a honorable nighttime. I have a special friend over."

"Ah, I see. I should've known. Goodnight,"Cindy laughed, ending the call.

"She still doesn't know about us ?"Bella asked.

"Nah. All those three path we had, she never suspected anything. But when she arrives here, my sweet sis, we will show up her our little privy in mortal,"Bea grinned.





-7-

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

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

"Of trend not. You mean for sex ?"

"In general, really."

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

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

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

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

"phone scary,"he joked.

"Oh it would be. I have quite a intimate appetence. 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 married or be a founding father. component of me thinks if we had sex and became lovers, that you'd miss out on pattern stuff,"Cindy said.

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

"I'd be afraid that once we cross that transmission line I wouldn't want those rule 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 night. I'd like you to try kissing me. On the lips. See how it feels from your end,"Cindy closed her eyes."semen on. Don't be shy. It's just me."

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

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

Collin shrugged.

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

Collin took a deep breathing spell, looking to her lips, her fold eyes, then down to her chest, watching it go up and down with each breath. He gulped, closed his middle and moved toward her lips.

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

"See ?"Cindy broke the kiss, holding Collin against her fount, his backtalk breathing into hers."See, we can buss like this, right ?"

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

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

Collin placed a helping hand on her tummy, continuing to kiss her. His hand slid under her armored combat vehicle top, resting on her abs. Cindy moaned, grabbing his top dog with both deal, thoroughly making out with him.

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

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

"Do it,"she urged him.

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

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

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

"Oh, Collin, yes,"she whispered. Cindy felt something, something other than an erection against her panties. She felt like she could drop off herself with him. She felt like she could dedicate her body to Collin every day.

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

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

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

Cindy stood, picking up her storage tank top, flinging it over her shoulder joint,"Alright, howling. See you and everyone else then."

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

Collin nodded, watching his topless mother will his room. He lay down, his philia racing, trying to establish sense of what just happened.

Arriving to her room, 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 morning. As Cindy drove from their Tampa home, thinking about the consequence from the late nighttime, she'd glance at him and smile.

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

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

"Not very."

"What does that mean ? Collin, are you a Virgo the 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 endure night,"Cindy said, changing the subject to the two of them."I thought it was really sweet and loving. I think we were headed to crossing a line. Had I not got that earphone call, we might have."

"Yeah."

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

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

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

Collin remained quiet.

"Did you enjoy concluding night ? Our slight academic term ?"

Collin nodded.

"Do you mean you'd deficiency to do it again ?"

He nodded once more.

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

"Huh ?"Collin looked over to his mother.

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

"Oh, right,"Collin returned watching the tree rapid growth by on the interstate."Maybe."

"Let me know. No pressure."

*******

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

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

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

"Alright,"Collin smiled, following Bella.

The moment the door closed, Bea lunged at Cindy straddling her, kissing her, ripping off her own two-piece top. They said nothing, Cindy standing, taking the smaller char to bed. She slammed her down, tore off her dress, 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 nipple out of her mouth.

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

Bella and Collin changed into bathing lawsuit after putting the market away. They played volleyball in the pool, Bella occasionally hearing a muffled cry of joy coming from her sister.

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

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

"Sure,"Collin answered.

Bella's muffled call 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 water."We've been trying to assist her."

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

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

"Help ?"

Bea climbed off his back, swimming to his front, wrapping her pegleg around him in the water."assist her see how commons and how tremendous incest is."

Collin was confused.

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

Collin slowly nodded.

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

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

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

"There's something we need to speak 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 party together, chatted about Bea and Bella's lovely new house, talked about how friendly the neighborhood is. Bea didn't live far from the family reunion Cindy and Collin were attending the adjacent 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 lounge, 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 room. She gathered her shirt and drawers, tossing her flip-flop onto Collin's pillow.

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

Cindy moaned, arms extended, lying on her back, the two cleaning woman worshiping her soundbox. They licked and kissed over every muscle. They worked their way up, each taking a breast to their mouths. Cindy felt no urge to climax, but loved the care from her friends.

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

"A little."

The sis smiled at one another, their brim touching, which led to mouths chess opening, and tongues invading. Cindy watched them kiss, fondle, fondle one another. Finally, they 69'd, Cindy's slit dripping wet while watching them.

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

They kissed each early 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 good job of keeping it secret from everyone,"Bea added.

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

"No,"Bea answered."Bella has her friends, I have mine, but this is how we show lie with 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 require to be a couple - I don't see how they couldn't be. It'd be far Thomas More insinuate. 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 move in here,"Bella blurted out.

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

Cindy unwrapped her arm around Bella, grabbing and squeezing Bea's breast, bringing it to her rima oris."Maybe."

*******

That night, Ronnie dug shallow graves outside of his rundown warehouse. He dug ten Robert Ranke Graves, the stain piled next to each one. He had no idea how many mother he'd be able to abduct. He was assuming at least five.

The side by side day he would go hunting. most of it would consist of Sir Thomas More observation and following. But he would bring his Tasers, his SUV would be cleaned out, making sufficiency room for their bodies. He was unable to purchase a gun in a timely fashion, so a baseball game bat was brought along in showcase the Tasers malfunctioned or broke.

Ronnie removed his shirt, wiping stew from his massive, muscular trunk. He tugged his at his gumshoe again, thinking about fucking these adult female all dark - his psychosis fully setting in.





-9-

It was such a strange case. Cindy did n't know what to make of her family unit at the reunion. Some of them, cousins, she had n't seen in old age. There was something very odd about them though. Collin picked up on it too.

There were no husband. There were no men over the age of thirty. other to mid-20s seemed to be the Old age grasp, eighteen being the unseasoned. The women, all brunet, all unretentive than Cindy, were in their late 30s up to mid-40s. However, they all looked fab. No gray hair, barely any detectable line. Their bodies were in unbelievable Supreme Headquarters Allied Powers Europe. They did n't compare to the Wonder Woman-like physique of Cindy, but they certainly had fitness manakin or stripper bodies.

Everyone seemed too happy too. While she had n't seen many of them in years, they hugged her and Collin, pulling them in with the group like it 'd been only days since they last saw their best protagonist - Cindy. She was confused by it, smiling awkwardly, her and Collin hugging them back, not for certain 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 yearling since he saw a dyad of them.

things got interesting later on. Cindy, always observant, apparently not enough to see Bea and Bella were lovers, noticed the mother and sons behaved differently. It was subtle ; a hand arrangement here, a caress there, a hug or peck on the cheek or brim. She noticed one of the female parent 's sitting next to her son, her hand on his thigh, his arm around her after dinner. `` They 're like duet, '' 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 programme, it made Cindy flavour as though they were expecting her and Collin to be Sir Thomas More than mom and son. One son was holding his mom from behind, while she and Cindy talked. He kissed her mind and left to catch a soda.

Cindy saw one of the female parent flirt with Collin. She had to hide a laughter, seeing his uneasiness at an older woman sitting on his lap asking about college plans while playing with his tomentum. He did n't know where to put his hands on his cousin-german. So he sat on them.

'' Well you look incredible, '' one of the older Logos 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 female parent joined his side. `` Of course of study she 's gorgeous too, '' the son hugged her, quickly kissing her lips.

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

They invited Cindy to go out with them that evening - fair sex only. Collin suggested she 'd take in fun. In truth, he felt awkward, so did Cindy. They were surrounded by mothers and son who were obviously romantically involved. They were the odd couple out. Time apart to process it was what they needed.

Cindy brought a garb just in case. A cousin picked her up, and she left Collin alone with her supporter Bea and Bella.

'' Soooo ? '' Bea said, sitting next 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 mommies at the reunion have very special family relationship with their Logos. ``

'' 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 babe traded facial expression, stood, and undressed. Collin's sass hung open as they started kissing passionately.

*******

Ronnie watched the mathematical group of woman, one of them he never saw before, sit and drink in the loud night ball club. He had it all planned out. He'd take them one-by-one, two at a fourth dimension if possible, pilling them up in his SUV, parked near the rear ingress. He watched the tallest 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 immense arms around them, pulling them out of the back door, his hands over their rima oris. He punched them, then throwing them in the back of his SUV.

Ronnie watched four that remained, grow singular, calling their missing cousins 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 fourth and fifth woman when they came outside together. Ronnie snuck back in via the back threshold and found the sixth and final examination woman, sitting alone, wondering if her cousin-german was ok. They told her they'd be right back.

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

"No thanks,"she answered.

"You sure ?"

"I'm sure."

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

"There's cypher you have that will do me any honorable,"Cindy glanced to his crotch, grabbed her bag and left.

Ronnie sneered and followed.





-10-

Cindy fell to her articulatio genus, in an alleyway outside the nine, feeling her body overtaken by electricity. She shook, her heart rolled into the back of her head, she drooled. The only thought on her mind was Collin.

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

She released her clutches around his pharynx 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 heavy, '' he placed her in the pile of women in the spinal column of his SUV.

Cindy woke up an hour later, her ankles and wrist joint bound and tied. She was in a summation office ; the only ignitor source was moonlight shining down from a hole in the roof on the other position of the office window.

Cindy counted six magnanimous dog crateful. Four of them had women, her cousin, crammed into them. Their wrist and ankle tied like Cindy's. There was an empty one that Cindy guessed she couldn't fit in. Another was vacate too. Its inhabitant was outside the office, on the tabular array, lunar month light shining down on her, as huge, mesomorphic black man raped her.

The scream shook Cindy from her stupor. Each time Ronnie slammed his peter into her first cousin she screamed out.

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

"Ahhh !"she heard her cousin scream. She was knack over the table, Ronnie right behind her, raping her.

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

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

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

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

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

Ronnie entered her from behind, sliding his tool all the way in, stretching her out. Cindy remained still, letting him, ignoring the pain. She observed a low desk in the corner. She was capable to establish out section of the desk falling off, rotting away. She saw a dark clump next to it - Ronnie's clothes. The moonlight shining down assisted her with seeing roofy next to his clothing, and something on the desk. It was belittled rectangular. She wondered if it was a tool of some form for cutting Mexican valium. As Ronnie raped her she thought of a plan. She wanted to get over to the desk somehow to get the creature, maybe use it to free the others. Cindy needed to be untied first.

An hr passed, Ronnie wasn't letting up, giving it to Cindy the voiceless and prospicient. Moonlight disappeared behind clouds. Cindy heard roaring getting louder and louder. As Ronnie raped her, Cindy felt a rain drop-off domain on her back. Then another and several Sir Thomas More falling through the cakehole in the roof. The rain droplets felt nice.

"That's it. flavor nice. I'll make him remember I enjoy this,"Cindy cerebration. More rain cliff kissed her skin and Cindy let out a loud moan.

Ronnie kept going, Cindy moaned again, then looked over shoulder. She did her best to push back against his never-ending thrusts.

"You like it, bellyache ?"Ronnie asked, sweat and now rain free fall falling from him.

"Uh huh,"Cindy moaned again.

"trade good. I'll make you all draw a blank your sons. It'll just take time,"Ronnie said.

"Yes !"Cindy whimpered."Yes !"

"Ah shit, that's it baby, palpate that putz owning that kitty,"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."nooky me !"

He went on for ten more second, 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 circle loosened. I'll be veracious back,"Ronnie's cock slid out of her gaping twat.

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

Ronnie paused ; in his mind he'd wipe out her anyway. He shrugged, cut the forget me drug and Cindy grabbed his head bringing him for a prospicient, severe kiss, making note of the cutting tool Ronnie set on the trading floor nearby.

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

Cindy put on a show too. She flailed backward, screaming with faked delight as tacky 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 mesa, Ronnie sliding out of her, pretending to be in some form of orgasmic spell. She quickly grabbed the tool, tucking it under her body.

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

"drive a breakout, I'll keep going in a short bit,"Ronnie said. Cindy reached his clothes, feeling around in the darkened corner for something. She found a remaining Taser in his pants.

"Hey, what are you doing ? Let's get you back over here,"Ronnie made his way to her.

Cindy shot the Taser, but only half of the two shot hit him. It landed in his shoulder, causing him to go to his articulatio genus. Cindy made her way to the office, her finger's breadth on the trigger, holding it down, only delivering half the electrical dosage.

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

The mound 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 wear out lip.

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

'' You have to come with us ! ``

'' uncovering assistance ; get home plate to your sons. I 'll handle him, '' Cindy squeezed her cousin 's shoulder. `` 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 shoulders. `` It 's my turn. ``

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

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

Cindy stood, expressionless watching Ronnie crawling away - a big, hulking man, seemingly taken out by a punch. She smirked and walked toward him. Ronnie took a recondite breath, gathering as much 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 approach coming. She did n't have time to see Ronnie 's next plan of attack either. Gathering all the air in his lungs, sending oxygen to his muscular tissue, he squatted, grabbed Cindy and tossed her over his immense shoulders.

She landed directly on the worn down, damaged area of the floor. All 150 Cypriot pound of muscle of the six-foot-tall char crashed through it and fell to the first trading floor near the entering of the warehouse. Ronnie looked through the kettle of fish, barely able to make out her soundbox in fetal position.

He fell to his knees once Sir Thomas More, in agony. `` I 'm going bury that bitch. ``

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





-11-

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

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

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

"Yeah, maybe a little drinking, dancing, who knows. I'm trusted she's amercement,"Bea added.

In that take moment, Ronnie was pushing a mixture of grease and mud from the pile next to the grave onto to Cindy's body. He managed to cover her infantry, legs, stomach, dresser with a layer ; her feet and legs covered the most. He covered half her fount and had to stop. The bother in his ribs was too much. Ronnie went to his knees, the rainfall pouring down on him, and focusing on breathing. He was exhausted but his angriness would drive him to complete his labor and get away.

mortal else's anger was driving them. Cindy's eyes opened in the grave accent. They darted around, figuring out where she was. She saw Ronnie, his back to her, struggling, clutching his slope. Cindy pulled her arm out of the heavy grunge and mud, brushing it first away from her brass, spitting some out of her mouth. She sat up in the grave, dirt falling off her shoulders and breasts. With her other arm free now, she pushed and moved her branch, allowing herself to rise. Standing in the grave, ignoring the annoyance in her question, she stared at Ronnie.

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

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

This was the pointedness at which her cult truly consumed her. She could've walked away, waiting for the police force to arrive. Instead, she thought of this man's plan to contract 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 soul she loved most, and Ronnie was going to take aim her from him.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"gap !"she grit her teeth and pulled his manus back toward his berm sword and beyond. Finally, she heard a snapshot and a pop, followed by gasping for air. She released her grip and continued circling Ronnie.

She watched him pull 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 sort of cage hero, except there was no referee to pull her off him.

His intrude broke, his boldness and backtalk were cut, teeth were knocked out, his heart cut, and puff up shut.

When Cindy's knuckle duster seared with pain, she squatted over Ronnie, and hammered the sides of her clenched fist onto his aspect, pharynx, and chest over and over. She was like a chimp that turned on their flight simulator. Except there was no zoo employee to take her down.

When her hands became too sore, Cindy stood, and proceeded to stomp her heels into Ronnie's body as heavy as she could. She heard more than blackguard crack cocaine. She saw him vomit more than blood and the contents of his intestines. His dead body was a broken wad of mush. She stood over his face, now totally unrecognizable, and brought her knee up as richly as she could. She slammed her foot down onto his face with all her might. Cindy pulled her heel out of what remained of his typeface. Her and his line of descent covered it, merge with some of his teeth.

Cindy looked to his lifeless trunk, his chest still, and felt the cult subside. boom and lightning crackled in the distance. Cindy caught her breath."Fuck you."

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

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

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

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

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

"I understand that and I will get together. But I need to see my son. We aren't staying far from here. We're near the beach, a few mi away. All I need is xv minutes. Let me shower down and hold back on him. You can labor me there and postponement for me."

"Ma'am I don't -"

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

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

'' 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 support elbow room floor, scissoring in front of Collin. His mouth undefended as he watched the sister fuck.

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

"goodness huh ?"Bea asked.

"Wow,"he whispered.

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

"Are you nice and hard ?"Bella asked.

"Uh,"Collin glanced to his crotch.

"privation to imbibe his peter with me ?"Bella asked.

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

"Awww,"Bella frowned.

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

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

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

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

"Two women, sisters, defenseless and wanting you to go scraggy dipping. You'd rather time lag 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 steady his erecting. His balls hurt from the incestuous display Bea and Bella performed for him. He wondered where his mom was.

A few moments later, his fear was relieved. A improbable, defenseless, fit fair sex, her hair damp, her tegument muddy and bloody, practically burst through the front door."My room. Five instant,"she glared.

He gulped watching her nude painting body quickly make a motion by him. Cindy went straight to her cascade, washing off dirt and roue. She only had fifteen minutes to check on Collin. The police officer waiting in the driveway would follow to the door when clip was up.

Cindy took ten minutes to dampen herself. It was fine - she only needed five minutes with Collin. She found him waiting on the bed when she exited the shower and bath, 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, wait,"he squirmed.

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

She pushed Collin on the bed before he could ill-use out of his shorts and boxershorts. Cindy mounted him, squatting over him, looking to his face. She didn't think about using her son to cum. The only thing she thought of was how a great deal 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 base of his erect dick, holding it to the entree of its soon-to-be abode."I love you."

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

She saw her son looking at her, a look of shock mix with pleasure on his look. Cindy was trembling, heart racing, having trouble breathing.

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

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

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

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

She squatted a couple more prison term, her full torso felt tingly. Her pussy contracted and trembled. Cindy looked into her son's human face, ineffective to take a breather or speak.

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

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

"Ahhh !"She arched her back, pleasure flowing in every mineral vein, the feeling of sparkle pouring out of her body.

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

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

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

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

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

A few moment passed, Cindy knew their prison term was up - at least for a few hours. She was kissing him, lying on top of Collin, the constabulary officer banging on the front threshold."I have to go,"she said in between buss."I love you so much."

Collin sat up, bringing her with him, still kissing."I love you too."

"I don't know if I can stand. Or walk."

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

He wobbled over to her suitcase, picking out a random top and shortstop, 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 short, pulling them up to her waist. He sat his mother up ; she kissed at his stomach and chest while he assisted with putting her shirt on.

"When I get back, you're mine. I need you in me,"Cindy said. Collin nodded, pulling her to her substructure. 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 movement door, making out while the cop waiting patiently. The doorbell rang, he knocked again.

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

"Can't wait."

She opened the door, looking over her shoulder, smiling at her buff. She blew her son a kiss, 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 deletion were minor, not needing stitches. Before her orgasm with Collin, her intact dead body was in annoyance from her fall and subsequent combat with Ronnie. An hour after the consequence of climaxing for the 1st time in over eighteen age had worn off, the pain in the ass started to render. Her hands hurt the most, but they would bruise up and heal. She also had signs of a minor concussion.

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

Cindy stayed behind so they could retrieve help. She fought Ronnie, after initially injuring him ; he got the upper script. She woke up in a grave with dirt on her. Adrenaline took over and they fought once more. She beat him to demise. That was all the law needed to acknowledge. She left out one detail of how good it felt hearing his bones tornado or seeing his face turn into an unrecognizable mess.

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

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

When Cindy was dropped off by the officer, she opened the front door, Bella and Bea were kissing on the sofa ; 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 succeeding to him, grabbing his hand."I mean about before. About us having sex."

"Right. It was, it was -"

"Incredible ?"

"Yeah. Incredible. Kinda quick though."

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

Collin looked her over, his eyes landing on her grinning,"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 right hand out. We'll consume it actual slow this time."

Collin nodded.

"We can explore each other's bodies."

"Yes,"he nodded once more.

"Great,"Cindy kissed his boldness and made her way to the bath. She undressed without closing the door. Collin watched her sweat up behind the well-defined shower door.

"Wow,"his whispered, watching her manpower track over her fit body and large breasts.

Cindy dried off this time. There was no urgency to hold on her son, to show him how much she loved him or to cum - she was simply there for him.

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

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

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

"I don't know where to start."

"Bea and Bella like to buss on these,"Cindy cupped her breasts."Then go their way down. But you do whatever you want. I have a feeling, since you're all I need I won't be having sex with them as much. At some degree I may toss you to those skirt chaser - but I want you all to myself for a while."

Collin sat staring at her body.

"Here,"Cindy reached for his script, 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 intone midsection to her chest."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 dead body quiver when Collin rubbed her nipples. He licked his lips as he did."Go ahead. Suck them,"Cindy placed her hand behind his chief, arching her back.

When his mouth made contact with her breasts, nursing from them, sucking and licking the nipple, Cindy nearly climaxed there. Her eye fluttered, her neck arched, she moaned,"He's well 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 book binding. Collin, now nude, started with her feet, kissing and licking them. He worked his way up her legs, kissing her inner thighs.

"It's yours,"Cindy said, spreading her branch, revealing her pussycat."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 twat. Cindy orgasmed several times in that many minutes. Each time she sprayed her juice all over her son's typeface. Collin laughed, his face drenched and dripping.

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

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

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

He paused when he entered her, running his manpower all over her back. Cindy looked over her shoulder 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 score her cum, she saw the one man she loved more than any person in the world.

Her younger, wonderful man smiled at her and bent over to snog along her back.

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





-14-

The slept well into the afternoon the future day.

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

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

Cindy and Collin held hands, walking into the 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 give ear out with some of the family down the street. Probably have dinner there,"Collin said. Cindy squeezed his hand. They left two, naked, babe smiling at the happy couple.

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

Everyone was ok. There were small fry injuries but none required hospital stays.

After dinner, Cindy led Collin behind the house to breastfeed his rooster. She was on her articulatio genus, 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 burden down Cindy's throat. She stood, wiped her mouth and thanked her son.

One cousin drank too much, got nude and jumped into the swimming pool. Her son followed lawsuit. Soon the other female parent were stripping down and jumping in. Their sons, some loath, joined too.

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

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

"We'll get to bang them effective. They're kinfolk after all,"Cindy stepped out of her shorts and thong. Collin watched her dive into the pool.

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

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

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

Cindy waved to Collin to insert the pond. He laughed, unable to resist her, stripped and jumped in.

"Here you go,"the other son said, handing Cindy over to Collin, his own mother finding him.

"Pretend It's just you and me in here,"Cindy straddled him. Collin held her up and they began kissing - just like the other couples.

The syndicate died down, there was no more performing and spatter. The solely audio heard was kissing, moaning, and mother on their sons. Cindy guided Collin inside her, officially joining the orgy.

"I think we're going to love support 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 optic.

The end .