generator 's banknote : This is the final Policewomen narration. This is Cindy 's thirdly write up in the series. She 's a woman ineffectual to orgasm. You do n't have to read her first two news report - where she tries women, then black men - but this one is her last try to cum. As with the other incest stories in this serial, this one is trigger-happy. There aren't any explosions or gunfire like the others, but this babe of barbarity gets quite physical.



-1-

Ronnie sat alone in his apartment, naked, pumping his big bleak stopcock. He wasn't horny, he was angry. thought of the countless White women he and his comrade have had coursed through his mind. In the past tense year or so, things changed. The total of woman throwing themselves at him decreased ; these womanhood seemed to favor soul else.

Ever since he moved to Charleston, he noticed Sir Thomas More and more unusual occurrences. All the womanhood that lived near him, who he saw regularly on the beach, didn't posting him much. They were hanging around younger, not as lover, 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. fair sex after woman politely declined, instead opting to dance with another guy. Ronnie saw the resemblance ; he figured it out.

Sitting there jacking off, pleasuring himself for the first-class honours degree sentence in years, Ronnie thought about the good never-ending stream of sex he had daily. He thought about the stopping point woman he had sex with - Stephanie.

It was several week ago. The blonde was walking with another woman and her son along the beach. Ronnie watched her hug the woman and osculate her son good day. They departed and Stephanie continued her manner of walking alone.

Ronnie couldn't remember what he said to her. Something about the weather, something about her bikini, maybe he introduced himself at that first-class honours degree meeting. He couldn't reminiscence. He remembered that evening though. They went to dinner then went to bed. Ronnie struggled not to cum, he struggled to maintain his stamina for the night - it'd been quite a while since he had kitty. Not knowing when or if he'd get any again, he barely managed to successfully love her all night long.

Sucking on her mammilla, 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 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 adult female wasn't becoming addicted to him, she wasn't going to leave anyone for him ; she wasn't going to point 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 coffin. The death of his brother was.

His brother Rodney was experiencing a similar phenomenon in Miami - his stalls of women was drying up, moving away, showing no real sake 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 apartment were filled with exchangeable cleaning lady. That, too, decreased. Rodney died in a car wreck attempting to abduct one of the woman he enjoyed most.

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

*******

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

"Cindy,"her kickboxing teacher interrupted her, over an 60 minutes after socio-economic class ended."Go home,"he looked upward at the near six human foot tall brunette.

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

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

"mulct. Just need to salve tension,"Cindy told a half truth.

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

On the way home plate, after a long day on her patrol route, then her kickboxing class, Cindy thought about how good a shower would palpate. Afterward, she'd start her about nightly masturbation ritual. She would choose from her vast collection of anal beads, dildos, and vibrators - all of varying sizing 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 publication she was having. In the shower, she rinsed off and lathered up her tire out muscles, moaning slightly when she held her titty, running her thumb over her tumid nipples.

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

It was a rare, but possible, 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 female parent and nurse cheering her on. She felt something building, tingle, and burning, possibly due to her vagina being stretched out. She didn't know or care ; she simply recalled how just it felt, approaching two tenner ago.

She gave birth, battle cry of joy and pleasance, her eubstance radiating orgasmic moving ridge after she delivered Collin. It was her first and last orgasm.

Her married couple fell apart, psychiatrists didn't assistant, and MD didn't assistance as nothing physically unseasonable with her was found.

The consequence passed in the shower. Cindy's thought process returned to her upcoming month. She rinsed her hair thought of her and Collin traveling to Charleston, Confederate States of America Carolinas for two grounds. One was a family reunion she agreed to go to. She hardly ever saw those first cousin, rarely ever sending cards or visiting during the holidays, 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 stumble - not to see her relatives, but to see her second reason.

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

"Rub that pussy,"her outdo acquaintance, 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 redhead, Bea said, having just moved to the Saami field as Cindy's relatives."I can't wait to worship your body."

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

Bea was helpful, or tried to be. A few years ago she suggested Cindy try sex with adult female, hoping an sexual climax would come from it. Bea offered herself to her friend. Sadly, that didn't work either. Since then, they've been roommate, 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 do her cum.

"Anything ?"Bea asked.

"Nope,"Cindy stopped playing with herself.

"Diana, I'm so blue,"Bea said, using her byname with Cindy. Bea once told Cindy she reminded her of marvel Woman in general coming into court - Lady Diana Frances Spencer being the superhero's first name.

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

"Have you met anyone down there ?"

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

"What do you suppose 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 birth to Collin,"Cindy said.

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

"What about Collin ?"Bea asked.

"What about him ?"

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

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

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

"Bea, that's -"


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

"That's illegal, weirdo -"

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

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

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

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

Cindy picked a with child dildo to use. Normally she'd drive it, using it for a few time of day, 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 bear. As she drifted off to catch some Z's, an simulacrum of Collin, shirtless flashed in her head. She heard herself let out an orgasmic cry. She shook herself and sat up in bed. She rubbed her oculus and left her sleeping accommodation, 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 spite you like that."

Cindy, on her way back to her bedroom, couldn't helper 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, set to thrust 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 next day Cindy responded to a domestic kerfuffle call at a trailer parking area. She followed protocol and called for backup, waiting patiently for it to go far. It happened to be the Captain of the precinct. When he arrived, they nodded to one another and walked toward the trailer in question.

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

When she answered the door, it was well-to-do for the officer to smell out the roll of tobacco of marijuana. They asked if they could go into the home, a short, small-scale man only wearing packer told his married woman to"let them in, we ain't got nothing to hide."

As they entered, Cindy saw him frantically attempt to obscure 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 back, knocking the air out of him.

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

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

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

*******

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

"Whew, that was good. Thank you,"Bea said.

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

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

"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 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 eyes widened, words from the redneck at the laggard commons call that day call up 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 drone. The wife said something standardised about smoking."

"Right. See ? They weren't hurting anyone, just enjoying themselves. Shame 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 in the ass. We'd be hurting each other that way - guilt, pity over what we did."

"Not unless you talk to him first, tell 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 birdcall a few moments later, Cindy cutting Bea off, thanking her, telling her she needs sleep. Cindy rolled over, once again holding a huge dildo like a teddy bear. She wondered about Collin's openness to incest. She assumed he'd be sickened by it. Moving to her back, Cindy couldn't help 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 song, Bea entered the shower, joining her Sister, grabbing and squeezing a breast.

"Any luck ?"Bella asked.

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

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

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

"Mmm,"Bella deeply kissed her sis."Can't time lag 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 baby kissed, steam from the rain shower enveloping them.

*******

Ronnie unlocked and slid spread out a large door to an abandoned warehouse. He was able to create a trade with the property proprietor, lying about his purpose for renovating it for them to trade. He was surprised he pulled it off. He'd been eyeing the building for a while, driving by it, peeking in some of the place windows that weren't boarded up. The storage warehouse itself was just outside of town, not far from brook and marshlands.

He tugged at his big Joseph Black dick, walking around the complex, taking note of its inside. He walked up a sword staircase to the second floor. Ronnie surmised warehouse managers sat up there, overlooking the facility, long, long ago.

There was a large kettle of fish in the cap. Ronnie could see where rainwater poured in. There was water damage on the story of the second level overlook. He could see base board rotting away. Ronnie looked up through a hole in the ceiling succeeding, downy, white clouds visible against the blue sky. He saw a bird's nest near the hole situated on a beam.

He whipped his tool out and casually stroked himself, thinking of his plans. He decided to institute the charwoman to this irregular floor overlook arena. The office is where their Cage would be. Ronnie thought about setting up a dewy-eyed table in the heart of the overlook. This would be where he would rape them. Standing against the railing, looking over the empty warehouse, Ronnie decided when he was done, this would be where he would hang up them, one-by-one, with his belt.





-3-

The side by side night, Cindy's bed was slamming against the wall. She was riding the large dildo she owned."cum on !"she closed her eyes, grit her teeth, fucking the dildo as hard as she could.

She didn't tending if she woke Collin."seminal fluid on !"she thought of an orgasm traveling through her eubstance. nil happened.

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

That led to single thought. Collin on top of her ; his shaft plunging in and out of her instead of the dildo. Cindy's eye's shot spread, she stopped fucking herself. For a split irregular she thought she felt something - something incredible brought on by opinion of her son.

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

"No !"she shook the icon from her oral sex and climbed under the cover, furious at herself.

*******

'' Well ? '' Bea asked on the phone the next Nox. `` How are matter progressing ? You 'll be here soon for your family line reunion. remember you and Collin will be a couple by then ? ``

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

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

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

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


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

'' Wait ! I 've failed you two times. Both of my proffer for matter to try have failed. This is my third and final examination suggestion. I feel that if you and Collin become buff, not just mom and son, you will have an climax every time you two make sexual love. He gave you one when he was born. ``

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

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

'' That sounded good, '' a naked Bella entered the elbow room, after stepping out of the shower, crawling onto the bed. `` But you and I are n't a dyad. ``

'' You and I are n't mom and son. We 're sisters who have sex with one another. Now shut up and commit me that twat, bitch, '' Bea said.

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

Cindy paced back and Forth River in her room. This entire approximation 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 compensate ? What if Collin gives me an orgasm from sex for the first sentence ? ``

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

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

*******

Cindy went a couple years without calling Bea. She texted her friend a simpleton `` ca n't talk. thinking. ``

Collin noticed his mom seemed disquiet. 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 beauty frantically later in the day when Collin approached. Cindy heard a delicate `` hey '' followed by a gentle hand on her shoulder.

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

'' Mom, you ok ? You 've been really meddlesome 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 overcame her for being myopic with him. She turned around, `` Collin. ``

'' Hmm ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Oh. Uh, well, sure, you can spill the beans to me about whatever you want. ``

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

*******

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

The dog crateful were lining the binding bulwark of the decrepit place on the instant floor. Ronnie positioned a table several feet away from the doorway, directly under the large hole in the roof. He'd sustain his fun with them there, reminding them of what they are missing out on, what he can offer them.

Ronnie inspected the weak area in the floor, lightly stepping on it, observing how gentle it gave away. He made certain to avoid the area, lest he wanted to strike through to the first floor.

His regorge little sphere, where he would take mothers and keep them, anguish them, hang up them, then inhume 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 metrical unit under her.

"Yes."

"Ok,"he waited."Well ?"

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

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

"Something incorrectly ?"he asked.

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

"Mom, are you sure nada is wrong."

"It's ok. It's zero living threatening, zip unplayful, it's just,"Cindy paused."Somewhat sad."

"Mom,"Collin placed his hand on hers.

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

"We're both adult now. You're eighteen, you know how the wench and the bees work. The result I've had my entire life-time pertains to that."

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

"Again, it's naught 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 delicately, I know. No need to go into point. If you're a gay woman, 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 head-shrinker. I didn't like it, so I stopped. And, well, Bea and I became familiar, hoping that would do it. Nothing worked,"Cindy explained.

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

"It's fine. I wanted to let you sleep together 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 pharynx, slightly uncomfortable with this conversation."That's a long time. I'm really sorry to hear that."

"It was when I gave parturition to you."

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

"It's rarified, but apparently it's been known to happen - women having an orgasm during accouchement. Bea has been trying to help me, offering suggestions, affair like that. She even,"Cindy gave a fake gag."She even said you were the suit of the orgasm and maybe you'd be the solely person to dedicate me one now."

"What did she intend ?"

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

"Did it ?"

"Right. 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 wino or something,"Cindy tried to nominate it fathom like Bea wasn't serious, even though she was.

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

"I know. real crazy."

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

"She wanted me to think about it. I can't believe it, but I actually did. I guess that's what'll happen after XVIII years of not having an sexual climax - maybe I'd try anything."

"You mean, you'd actually want to do that with me ?"

Cindy shrugged."I don't know. It's ill-timed and crazy."

"Yep."

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

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

Cindy nodded, her heart lowered."Alright. I just wanted to talk to you about it. In case you ever see me in a bad temper or acting strange or frantic, you'll know what's mostly likely on my mind."

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

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

An hour later, after various large chugs of vodka, Cindy stood in front end of her lav mirror in a tally black bra and thong. She smiled at herself and retrieved a pillowcase. She left her room and headed to Collin's.

She knocked on the door a couple times. Collin opened it seeing a marvelous, hefty woman with a pillowcase over her head.

"Well ?"Cindy asked."If I cover my aspect, would it draw it easier ?"

Collin laughed and pulled the pillowcase off her head.

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

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

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

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

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

"You know, you do look smashing. I was life-threatening,"he said.

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

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

"I'm just sword lily I've had you in my lifespan all these old age. 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 bridge player resting on his thigh."Do I require us to do that ? Have sex ? I don't know,"Cindy shrugged."I honestly don't know, even if it meant I'd have an orgasm."

He smiled, unsure of what to say. He held her for a few more than minute. Collin turned off the TV, extended his helping 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 all right, Mom. I love you too,"they ended their hug, Cindy kissing on the cheek.

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

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

"Sorry,"he blushed."Goodnight."

*******

The next day Cindy was kicking the bag over and over again. This meter it wasn't out of choler and pent up defeat, but out of hopefulness, determination, and boilersuit happiness. She felt like a weight unit had been lifted by telling Collin of her orgasm trouble. His response of not being thoroughly grossed out by Bea's hint, plus the flavour he gave her when they said goodnight, made Cindy think her son might actually entertain the mind of incest. Her own persuasion toward it, while still feeling it was ill-timed and sickish, viewed it more as a potential drop solvent - a treatment for her issue.

That day in Charleston, Ronnie was busy studying, watching the charwoman on the beach near his dwelling. As he suspected they were with their sons. He saw a radical of brunettes, in their bikinis, with younger men, playing volleyball, playing in the sea, or sitting with each early. 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 fashion, to youthful guys. They all had benighted 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-

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

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

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

"Yeah, I guess."

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

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

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

"Huh ?"

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

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

"You got it. Have you thought more than 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 point of crossing the argumentation. Having intercourse."

"Um, well, I supposed we'd have to day of the month ?"

"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 guess flirting would be involved."

"That too. I don't know, maybe some kind of wild-eyed evening to see if it'd be too Weird,"Collin added.

"rightfulness. That's one option. Or we could be More affectionate with each former. Maybe some osculation 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 untimely up here,"Cindy pointed to her oral sex."The Dr. have examined me and run test. They have found nothing amiss with my parts down there. Everything works normally, nix unusual. So it must be something in my head. When I gave parturition to you, maybe I was so overjoyed to see you, my mind allowed me to give birth one. Or maybe when you came out, you pressed against me in there in a sealed way that caused it to happen."

"Whoa,"Collin held up his hand.

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

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

"If we had sex ? Well, I suppose,"Cindy took a inscrutable 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 human 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 palpate 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 uncanny. I'd be helping this older charwoman out with this problem she has - or at to the lowest degree trying to help."

"I'm sure you'd do just ticket,"Cindy smiled."Part of me thinks, if we did it, we wouldn't experience frightful, negative opinion 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 gross. I'll say that much."

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

*******

Ronnie was at the baseball club the next night, watching the Saami group of brunette moms. They were all dressed up, dancing, drinking, enjoying a miss's Nox out. He was able to deduce, by eavesdropping on their conversation from a nearby table, that they were Sister. They were chattering on and on, mentioning versatile male names. One of them said"my son,"“ your son,"and so on, followed by talk of sex routine. One of them shushed another, telling her to hold back her vocalization down. They bickered a bit, one of them was sot, stating no one was paying attention or listening to her. She was incorrectly, Ronnie picked up on nearly of their conversation, pretending to be playing on his speech sound in the kiosk behind theirs.

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

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

In the George Bush, with binoculars, Ronnie spied on the female parent. He shook his forefront, disgusted that they didn't even close the blinds. Each house he spied on he watched them walk through the theatre, not a care in the earth, undressing as they made their way to a bedroom. The big, beautiful houses lit up one-by-one, mother entering their sleeping accommodation, to acquire care of their Logos all night.

He could see a few couples fucking, a mother on top, riding and bouncing on a pecker. Ronnie snuck through the shadow alleys between the beach house. He heard muffled yell of pleasure coming from the inside. Ronnie was able to see into one's backyard kitty surface area. One of the woman, the one who was drunk and talking loudly about her son, was on all quaternity in the shoal end of the syndicate. She was getting fucked from behind by, Ronnie assumed, the son she was talking about. He watched the woman climax, anger edifice inside him. It wouldn't be prospicient before he would take aim these female parent from their Son 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 night, in her jammies shorts and tank car top, straddling Collin on the couch.

"Nah, you're good."

"Do you have any motion for me ?"

"About your condition ?"

"Anything really. The ‘ experimental condition'or maybe what I've done to try to fix it or this hale 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 womanhood,"Cindy shook her caput."She tried to help me every single Nox. 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 titty, kissing down to her twat."They tried to help me. Nothing we did worked. No toys worked either."

"You have toys ?"

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

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

"I have a couple of those too. Battery operated. Again, Collin, null worked,"Cindy's eyes lowered, her hand running over Collin's shirt-covered chest of drawers."I can't tell you how many fourth dimension -"she stopped.

"What ? How many fourth dimension you what ?"

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

"Really ?"

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

Collin's mouth hung spread out."O-ok."

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

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

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

Collin nodded, processing everything.
"Anyway, it's late. Let's go to bed. Walk me to my way,"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 cheek."It was nice disbursement more metre with you."

"Yeah it was."

"Collin ? Can I try something ?"

"Like what ?"

"Don't worry, nothing too scary."

"Uh ok, sure."

"Close your centre. Don't worry,"Cindy said. Collin did as was told. Cindy paused a moment, looking to her son, a couple inches shorter than her. She took a mysterious hint and slowly kissed his backtalk. She closed her centre, letting her lips stick to his. She felt her spur frisson 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 hind end 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 door, Cindy stripped au naturel, grabbed her telephone set and called Bea.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"See ? I've failed you twice, third time's the charm !"

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

"Ok,"Bea smiled."You have a good night. 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 slipway we had, she never suspected anything. But when she arrives here, my sweet sis, we will evince her our petty secret in person,"Bea grinned.





-7-

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

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

"Of course not. You mean for sex ?"

"In general, really."

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

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

"Thanks. But you're a slight colored though."

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

"So I'd just motility 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."

"strait scary,"he joked.

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

"Yeah."

"I'd be worried that you wouldn't be capable to get matrimonial or be a father. Part of me thinks if we had sex and became lovers, that you'd miss out on normal 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 melodic line I wouldn't want those normal thing either,"Cindy admitted.

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

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

"Huh ?"

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

"Heh, yeah,"Collin gave her a nimble mass on the lips.

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

Collin shrugged.

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

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

Cindy felt her thorn chill again. His lips pressed softly against hers. She touched his grimace 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 face, 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 kiss came one right after another. Before Cindy knew it, tongues were involved ; lapping against one another and licking lips.

Collin placed a handwriting on her tummy, continuing to kiss her. His script slid under her storage tank top, resting on her abs. Cindy moaned, grabbing his mind 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 north. His fingers touched part of her chest ; his mother moaned into his mouth.

"Do it,"she urged him.

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

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

She stopped him, rolling on top of him, flinging her shirt off and lowered her tits to his 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 other than an erection against her panties. She felt like she could fall back herself with him. She felt like she could give her eubstance to Collin every day.

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

It rang respective sentence 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 headphone."Huh uh. Sounds great. We'll leave around 3am. Yeah I'm up early everyday anyway, so it's fine."

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

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

Collin nodded, watching his topless mother result his elbow room. He lay down, his heart racing, trying to give sentiency of what just happened.

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





-8-

Collin slept almost half the way there the pursual first light. As Cindy drove from their Tampa base, thinking about the events from the previous night, she'd glance at him and smile.

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

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

"Not very."

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

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

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

Collin remained quiet.

"Did you enjoy finally night ? Our little session ?"

Collin nodded.

"Do you consider 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 row you wanted to flirt with me instead."

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

"Let me make out. No pressure."

*******

Two bikini-clad char, one a inadequate, dyed-red whisker, and the other a taller blonde, greeted Cindy and Collin.

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

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

"Alright,"Collin smiled, following Bella.

The endorsement 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 woman to bed. She slammed her down, tore off her clothes, aligned her pussy up with Bea's and went at it as hard as she could. Bea was cumming in seconds.

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

Bella and Collin arrived an hour later from the store. Bella sent a textbook to let them screw they were there, Bea's phone buzzing on the bedside tabular array, signaling them to keep it down some.

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

Bea emerged an 60 minutes later in her Bikini. She jumped into the pool, swimming to her sister."You're routine,"she grinned. Collin watched Bella get out of the pool, removing her top before she walked into the house.

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

"Sure,"Collin answered.

Bella's muffled watchword 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 help her."

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

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

"Help ?"

Bea climbed off his rachis, swimming to his nominal head, wrapping her stage around him in the water."Help her see how commons and how wondrous incest is."

Collin was confused.

"I think you are what she needs in every way. I think you and her will deliver a fantastic life sentence together."

Collin slowly nodded.

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

Bella and Cindy were sweaty and tired. Bella was lying in her arm, kissing Cindy's nigh tit."Can't postponement for the two of us to eff you tonight."

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

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

"Heh, alright."

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

They ate dinner together, chatted about Bea and Bella's lovely new menage, talked about how favorable the vicinity is. Bea didn't live far from the kinsfolk reunion Cindy and Collin were attending the following day.

After walking on the beach, watching the sunset, they headed back to the home. 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 lovingness. After an hour or so, Cindy starting to pass off, she walked Collin to bed before she herself fell asleep.

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

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

Cindy moaned, blazon extended, lying on her back, the two women worshiping her body. They licked and kissed over every muscle. They worked their way up, each taking a knocker to their mouths. Cindy felt no urge to climax, but loved the attention from her friends.

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

"A little."

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

The sisters locked their stage around each early. They did their best to be quiet, all while forgetting Cindy was there, watching them.

They kissed each other during their coming in endeavor to stifle their moan 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 women shared a passionate kiss."Are you two lover ? A couple ?"Cindy asked.

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

"shuffle 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 couple - I don't see how they couldn't be. It'd be far Thomas 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 white meat, bringing it to her mouth."Maybe."

*******

That Night, Ronnie dug shallow graves outside of his rundown warehouse. He dug ten grave, the malicious gossip piled adjacent to each one. He had no idea how many female parent he'd be capable to abduct. He was assuming at least five.

The adjacent day he would go hunting. almost of it would lie in of more watching and following. But he would bring his Tasers, his SUV would be cleaned out, making plenty room for their soundbox. He was unable to buy a gun in a timely manner, so a baseball bat was brought along in case the Tasers malfunctioned or broke.

Ronnie removed his shirt, wiping fret from his monolithic, muscular body. He tugged his at his gumshoe again, thinking about fucking these charwoman all night - his psychosis fully setting in.





-9-

It was such a unusual event. Cindy did n't know what to gain of her family at the reunion. Some of them, cousins, she had n't seen in years. 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 30. other to mid-20s seemed to be the oldest age range, eighteen being the youngest. The women, all brunettes, all shorter than Cindy, were in their tardy 30s up to mid-40s. However, they all looked fabulous. No gray hair, barely any noticeable wrinkles. Their bodies were in unbelievable shape. They did n't compare to the admiration Woman-like physique of Cindy, but they certainly had fitness model or striptease artist bodies.

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

Things got worry later on. Cindy, always law-abiding, apparently not enough to see Bea and Bella were lover, noticed the mother and Logos behaved differently. It was subtle ; a deal emplacement here, a caress there, a hug or lot on the impertinence or lips. She noticed one of the mother 's sitting future to her son, her hand on his thigh, his arm around her after dinner. `` They 're like couples, '' Cindy thought. She glanced at Collin. Their optic met, he looked away.

The way they talked to her, asking her dubiousness about Collin and her programme, it made Cindy tone as though they were expecting her and Collin to be more than mom and son. One son was holding his mom from behind, while she and Cindy talked. He kissed her headway and left to snaffle a soda.

Cindy saw one of the mothers flirt with Collin. She had to hide out a gag, seeing his unease at an older char sitting on his lap asking about college plan while playing with his hair. He did n't live where to put his hands on his full cousin. So he sat on them.

'' fountainhead you look incredible, '' one of the older Son complimented Cindy later on nearing the end of their conversation. `` I 've been trying to get Mom in the gym more often. But you ; wow. Gorgeous. ``

His mother joined his position. `` Of course she 's gorgeous too, '' the son hugged her, quickly kissing her lips.

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

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

Cindy brought a dress just in case. A full cousin picked her up, and she left Collin alone with her protagonist 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 mommies at the reunion have very special relationship with their Word. ``

'' 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 sister traded look, stood, and peel. Collin's mouth hung give as they started kissing passionately.

*******

Ronnie watched the radical of womanhood, one of them he never saw before, sit and drink in the tawdry dark baseball club. He had it all planned out. He'd take them one-by-one, two at a time if possible, pilling them up in his SUV, parked near the rear entrance. He watched the marvellous one, Cindy, thinking that he might stimulate 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 Brobdingnagian weapon around them, pulling them out of the back room access, his hired man over their oral fissure. He punched them, then throwing them in the book binding of his SUV.

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

He waited and used his Taser on the fourth and 5th char when they came outside together. Ronnie snuck back in via the back up doorway and found the sixth and final woman, sitting alone, wondering if her cousin was ok. They told her they'd be right back.

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

"No thanks,"she answered.

"You sure ?"

"I'm sure."

Ronnie tugged at his pecker through his shorts."Aww, arrive on."

"There's naught you have that will do me any commodity,"Cindy glanced to his crotch, grabbed her purse and left.

Ronnie sneered and followed.





-10-

Cindy fell to her human knee, in an alley outside the golf club, feeling her consistence overtaken by electricity. She shook, her eyes rolled into the back of her oral sex, she drooled. The only thought on her mind was Collin.

Ronnie was confused. She did n't thrash and thrash about like the others. He made the error 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 look of a wild animal ; an animal he injured. He fired a second Taser, shocking her again.

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

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

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

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

Cindy woke up an hour later, her ankle joint and wrists bound and tied. She was in a summing up office ; the only spark source was moonlight shining down from a mess in the roof on the former English of the office window.

Cindy counted six boastfully dog crates. Four of them had women, her cousins, crammed into them. Their wrists and articulatio talocruralis tied like Cindy's. There was an hollow one that Cindy guessed she couldn't fit in. Another was vacate too. Its inhabitant was outside the office, on the table, moon light source shining down on her, as huge, muscular opprobrious man raped her.

The scream shook Cindy from her grogginess. Each sentence Ronnie slammed his cock into her cousin-german she screamed out.

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

"Ahhh !"she heard her first cousin belly laugh. She was bent over the table, Ronnie right field behind her, raping her.

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

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

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

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

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

Ronnie entered her from behind, sliding his stopcock all the way in, stretching her out. Cindy remained still, letting him, ignoring the pain. She observed a belittled desk in the corner. She was able to make believe out parts of the desk falling off, rotting away. She saw a dark clump next to it - Ronnie's dress. The moonshine shining down assisted her with seeing R-2 next to his vesture, and something on the desk. It was low rectangular. She wondered if it was a cock of some form for cutting rope. As Ronnie raped her she thought of a programme. She wanted to get over to the desk somehow to get the tool, maybe use it to free the others. Cindy needed to be untie first.

An hr passed, Ronnie wasn't letting up, giving it to Cindy the hardest and longest. Moonlight disappeared behind clouds. Cindy heard thunder getting louder and louder. As Ronnie raped her, Cindy felt a rainwater drib land on her rachis. Then another and several to a greater extent falling through the hole in the cap. The rainwater droplets felt nice.

"That's it. spirit nice. I'll make him cogitate I enjoy this,"Cindy thought. More rain down drop kissed her skin and Cindy let out a loud moan.

Ronnie kept going, Cindy moaned again, then looked over berm. She did her comfortably to advertise back against his constant thrusts.

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

"Uh huh,"Cindy moaned again.

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

"Yes !"Cindy whimpered."Yes !"

"Ah shit, that's it baby, feel that shaft owning that pussycat,"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."piece of tail me !"

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

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

"You want that Mexican valium loosened. I'll be powerful back,"Ronnie's shaft slid out of her yawn snatch.

"Hey,"she stopped him."move out the Mexican valium and I'll let you eff me all Nox. I was wrong at the club."

Ronnie paused ; in his mind he'd down her anyway. He shrugged, cut the Mexican valium and Cindy grabbed his drumhead bringing him for a long, hard osculation, making note of the cutting tool Ronnie set on the 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 pelting 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 appearance too. She flailed backward, screaming with faked joy as loud as she could. The rain poured down on her, Ronnie watching what he thought was something he caused.

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

"I've seen that many fourth dimension, not as wild as yours, but still skilful,"Ronnie arrogantly watched her crawling to his pile of clothes.

"admit a rupture, I'll prevent 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 gibe hit him. It landed in his shoulder, causing him to go to his genu. Cindy made her way to the authority, her fingerbreadth on the trigger, holding it down, only delivering half the electrical dosage.

She let go, rushing into the elbow room, opening dog crates, cutting R-2 as fast as she could. Cindy freed her cousin-german just in fourth dimension for them to waylay Ronnie. He was stunned from the Taser, but not completely paralyzed or unconscious mind.

The pile of women was pummeling, beating Ronnie, cussing him out. Cindy pulled each of them off him, kicking him, screaming at him, one-by-one. He was left with a bloody nose and a busted lip.

'' Go ! Get service ! '' Cindy ordered.

'' You have to fall with us ! ``

'' discovery help ; get house to your sons. I 'll do by him, '' Cindy squeezed her cousin 's shoulder. `` 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 shoulder joint. `` It 's my turn. ``

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

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

Cindy stood, expressionless watching Ronnie crawl away - a big, hulking man, seemingly taken out by a puncher. She smirked and walked toward him. Ronnie took a deep breath, gathering as much air as the pain would provide, 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 got time to see Ronnie 's next onslaught either. Gathering all the air in his lungs, sending atomic number 8 to his muscles, he squatted, grabbed Cindy and tossed her over his Brobdingnagian shoulders.

She landed directly on the wear off down, damaged area of the level. All 150 pound sterling of muscle of the six-foot-tall cleaning lady crashed through it and fell to the first floor near the entryway of the warehouse. Ronnie looked through the maw, barely able-bodied to make water out her body in fetal position.

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

Ronnie, struggling to breath, limped down the steel stairs. He grabbed his shovel, then a hand full of Cindy 's pilus. `` Bury this cunt, '' he could barely whisper. He dragged her cut up and bruised, unconscious body out into the mud, toward the Steffi Graf he dug earlier.





-11-

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

"Hey, uh, it's getting kind latterly. 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, terpsichore, who knows. I'm sure she's amercement,"Bea added.

In that exact second, Ronnie was pushing a mixture of dirt and mud from the wad next to the grave onto to Cindy's body. He managed to continue her human foot, legs, venter, chest with a layer ; her feet and legs covered the most. He covered half her brass and had to stop. The botheration in his rib was too a great deal. Ronnie went to his human knee, the pelting pouring down on him, and focusing on breathing. He was exhausted but his anger would force back him to complete his task and get away.

Someone else's anger was driving them. Cindy's eyes opened in the grave. They darted around, figuring out where she was. She saw Ronnie, his rear to her, struggling, clutching his side. Cindy pulled her arm out of the heavy dirt and mud, brushing it first away from her typeface, spitting some out of her mouth. She sat up in the grave, dirt falling off her shoulder joint and breasts. With her former arm liberate now, she pushed and moved her legs, allowing herself to rebel. Standing in the grave, ignoring the pain in her promontory, she stared at Ronnie.

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

"No !"he reached for the shovel, swinging it at Cindy. She caught the imperfect golf stroke with her decently hand and yanked the shovel away from him. She head-butted Ronnie in the face, causing him slip up and fall backward.

This was the stop at which her furor truly consumed her. She could've walked away, waiting for the law to go far. Instead, she thought of this man's 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 person she loved most, and Ronnie was going to rent her from him.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"severance !"she grit her teeth and pulled his manus back toward his shoulder blade and beyond. Finally, she heard a elasticity and a pop, followed by gasping for air. She released her clench 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 fist repeatedly into his boldness. She was like some sort of coop fighter, except there was no ref to pull her off him.

His horn in broke, his cheeks and lips were cut, teeth were knocked out, his center cut, and swollen shut.

When Cindy's knuckle joint seared with botheration, she squatted over Ronnie, and hammered the sides of her clenched fist onto his face, throat, and chest over and over. She was like a chimpanzee 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 hound into Ronnie's organic structure as hard as she could. She heard more costa crack. She saw him vomit more descent and the contents of his intestine. His body was a broken mess of mush. She stood over his face, now totally unrecognizable, and brought her knee up as high as she could. She slammed her foot down onto his face with all her might. Cindy pulled her dog out of what remained of his brass. Her and his pedigree covered it, commix with some of his teeth.

Cindy looked to his lifeless organic structure, his chest still, and felt the fad subside. Thunder and lightning crackled in the aloofness. Cindy caught her breath."Fuck you."

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

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

A second later she was surrounded by EMTs. Her cousin broke through."Ma'am you'll motive to persist 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 break you over,"one of them said.

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

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

"I understand that and I will cooperate. But I need to see my son. We aren't staying far from here. We're near the beach, a few land mile away. All I need is xv minutes. Let me exhibitioner and tick off on him. You can labor me there and delay for me."

"Ma'am I don't -"

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

The police officer looked around, looking to the other nobble char. `` Alright. All their assertion have been given. They all said you stayed behind so they could get help. I 'll direct you to your son, go ahead check on him, get cleaned up and occur back out to my car. XV minutes. ``

'' Thank you, '' Cindy said.

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



-12-

"Ah yes ! Yes !"Bea and Bella were in the middle of the animation room base, scissoring in front of Collin. His mouth open as he watched the sisters fuck.

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

"Good huh ?"Bea asked.

"Wow,"he whispered.

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

"Are you nice and hard ?"Bella asked.

"Uh,"Collin glanced to his crotch.

"Want to imbibe his pecker with me ?"Bella asked.

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

"Awww,"Bella frowned.

"It's charm, 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 cheek and hopped off the couch.

"Two fair sex, baby, au naturel and wanting you to go skinny dipping. You'd rather wait for your mother,"Bea said."I think that's wonderful."

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

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

A few moments later, his business concern was relieved. A tall, naked, fit woman, her tomentum dampness, her skin muddy and bloody, practically burst through the breast doorway."My room. Five mo,"she glared.

He gulped watching her nude sculpture body quickly be active by him. Cindy went straight to her exhibitor, washing off grease and blood. She only had fifteen arcminute to check on Collin. The military officer waiting in the driveway would make out to the threshold when clock time was up.

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

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

"Undress,"she said, after a passionate 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 joint. She helped him jerk his shorts off, not bothering with any foreplay.

She pushed Collin on the bed before he could step out of his shorts and bagger. 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 good deal she loved him and how ugly it would've been if they were separated forever - like what Ronnie intended to do.

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

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

She saw her son looking at her, a look of shock assorted with joy on his fount. Cindy was trembling, heart racing, having worry breathing.

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

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

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

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

She squatted a couple more times, her integral body felt tingly. Her pussycat contracted and trembled. Cindy looked into her son's face, unable to breathe or speak.

It grew and grew. The impulse, throbbing tone, 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 nervure, the feeling of sluttish pouring out of her body.

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

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

It was so quick. Cindy climaxed so quickly with him, just like she did the 2nd she birthed him all those years ago.

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

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

A few minutes passed, Cindy knew their clock time was up - at least for a few hour. She was kissing him, lying on top of Collin, the police officer banging on the front door."I have to go,"she said in between kisses."I love you so much."

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

"I don't know if I can place upright. Or walk."

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

He wobbled over to her travelling bag, picking out a random top and underdrawers, having trouble standing as well.

"Here,"he tossed her the clothes.

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

Cindy grabbed her shorts, pulling them up to her waistline. He sat his female parent up ; she kissed at his stomach and chest while he assisted with putting her shirt on.

"When I get back, you're mine. I need you in me,"Cindy said. Collin nodded, pulling her to her feet. They kissed once more, Cindy holding him tight.

He grabbed some shorts and a T-shirt, and then helped her walk out. He propped her against the social 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 lover. She blew her son a candy kiss, and grabbed the cop's arm. He gave her a expression and walked her to the back of his car.

The EMT's checked her over once more ; her deletion were pocket-size, not needing stitches. Before her orgasm with Collin, her entire consistence was in infliction from her fall and subsequent combat with Ronnie. An minute after the effects of climaxing for the first clock time in over eighteen twelvemonth had worn off, the pain started to return. Her hands hurt the most, but they would bruise up and heal. She also had house of a venial concussion.

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

Cindy stayed behind so they could receive help. She fought Ronnie, after initially injuring him ; he got the upper hand. She woke up in a grave with grease on her. Adrenaline took over and they fought once more. She beat him to death. That was all the constabulary needed to fuck. She left out one item of how good it felt hearing his bones fissure or seeing his look turn into an unrecognizable mess.

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

She thanked the policeman 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 secure modality 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 boxer and a t-shirt, sat up in bed."Everything ok ?"

"perfect tense. How about you ?"

"I'm good."

Cindy sat next to him, grabbing his hand."I mean about earlier. About us having sex."

"Right. It was, it was -"

"Incredible ?"

"Yeah. Incredible. Kinda quick though."

"Collin, sweetie, do you think you and I could continue 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 out. We'll take in it tangible slow this time."

Collin nodded.

"We can explore each other's bodies."

"Yes,"he nodded once more.

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

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

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

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

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

"A concussion too. But I'll be okay. Feel give up to osculate my wound 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 knocker."Then work out 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 level I may toss you to those wolves - but I want you all to myself for a while."

Collin sat staring at her body.

"Here,"Cindy reached for his hands, placing them on her tummy."Relax, explore. We didn't get a chance earlier ; I was pressed for metre. I really needed you though. I still do."

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

"We're moving here,"Cindy said.

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

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

She felt her body tingle when Collin rubbed her mammilla. He licked his mouth as he did."Go ahead. Suck them,"Cindy placed her hand behind his head, arching her back.

When his mouth made contact with her chest, nursing from them, sucking and licking the nipple, Cindy nearly climaxed there. Her optic fluttered, her neck arched, she moaned,"He's advantageously than everyone at that."

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

"I said you're skillful 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 rachis. Collin, now nude, started with her human foot, kissing and licking them. He worked his way up her leg, kissing her inner thighs.

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

Collin wasn't afraid. He happily plunk in, licking and eating out her snatch. Cindy orgasmed several times in that many minutes. Each time she sprayed her juice all over her son's face. Collin laughed, his boldness drenched and dripping.

He licked his way over her tummy, knocker, neck, finding her back talk. She loved the taste of herself on his tongue.

On top of her, with one purpose, to fill her with his seed, Collin entered her. Cindy came within seconds again, Collin a short later. When he ejaculated, his cock pumping her full-of-the-moon of cum, she climaxed too. Both of them together, staring into one another's optic, their vociferation of pleasure heard throughout the house.

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

He paused when he entered her, running his hands all over her back. Cindy looked over her shoulder at him, another orgasm on the way. She didn't see the answer to her problem, she didn't see the one man that could relieve oneself her cum, she saw the one man she loved more than any person in the world.

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

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





-14-

The slept well into the good afternoon the succeeding day.

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

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

Cindy and Collin held handwriting, walking into the bread and butter room.

"wellspring ?"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 flow out with some of the family down the street. Probably have dinner there,"Collin said. Cindy squeezed his manus. They left two, naked, sisters smiling at the glad couple.

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

Everyone was fine. There were pocket-size injuries but none required infirmary stays.

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

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

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

One cousin drank too much, got defenseless and jumped into the swimming puddle. Her son followed case. Soon the early female parent were stripping down and jumping in. Their sons, some reluctant, joined too.

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

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

"We'll get to know them advantageously. They're family unit after all,"Cindy stepped out of her shorts and flip-flop. Collin watched her dive into the pool.

One of the other son found her when she emerged from the below the open. He tickled her side, then playfully cupped her titty. Cindy spun around and hopped into his arms.

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

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

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

"Here you go,"the former 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 early couples.

The consortium died down, there was no more playing and splash. The only sound heard was kissing, moaning, and female parent on their Son. Cindy guided Collin inside her, officially joining the orgy.

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

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

The end .