source 's Note : This is the final policewoman story. This is Cindy 's one-third history in the serial. She 's a woman ineffectual to orgasm. You do n't let to read her for the first time two narration - where she tries fair sex, then fatal men - but this one is her final attempt to cum. As with the other incest stories in this series, this one is violent. There aren't any detonation or gunshot like the others, but this sister of ferociousness gets quite physical.



-1-

Ronnie sat alone in his flat, naked, pumping his big total darkness pecker. He wasn't horny, he was raging. Thoughts of the unnumbered white woman he and his brother have had coursed through his mind. In the past tense year or so, things changed. The amount of women throwing themselves at him decreased ; these woman seemed to prefer someone else.

Ever since he moved to Charleston, he noticed more and more unknown occurrence. All the women that lived near him, who he saw regularly on the beach, didn't posting him much. They were hanging around vernal, not as yellowish brown, and not as gigantically muscular as Ronnie, men - their sons.

He was confused at first when he was turned down at a nightclub. He thought it was odd, but kept trying. Woman after charwoman politely declined, instead opting to dance with another guy. Ronnie saw the resemblance ; he figured it out.

seance there jacking off, pleasuring himself for the first time in years, Ronnie thought about the nearly changeless stream of sex he had daily. He thought about the concluding char he had sex with - Stephanie.

It was several weeks ago. The blonde was walking with another adult female and her son along the beach. Ronnie watched her hug the char and osculate her son goodbye. They departed and Stephanie continued her 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 maiden meeting. He couldn't recall. 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-cat. Not knowing when or if he'd get any again, he barely managed to successfully fuck her all Nox long.

Sucking on her knocker, as his sexual climax subsided ; Stephanie thanked him and stated she had to go. She informed Ronnie her son would be home soon from a unretentive, out-of-town slip. She didn't say she was her son's lover, but the way she said it, made Ronnie realise she was using him just like she'd use a dildo as a onanism technique. This fair sex wasn't becoming addicted to him, she wasn't going to leave behind anyone for him ; she wasn't going to show up the next night begging for his black cock like so many adult female before. She was already devoted and addicted to someone - her son.

Ronnie nodded and watched her leave of absence. It wasn't the nail in the coffin. The end of his brother was.

His buddy Rodney was experiencing a exchangeable phenomenon in Miami - his stable of woman was drying up, moving away, showing no literal interestingness in him.

Rodney and Ronnie were mate. They worked together obtaining and fucking as many women as potential. When they both lived in Miami, their flat were filled with interchangeable women. That, too, decreased. Rodney died in a car wreck attempting to snatch one of the cleaning lady he enjoyed most.

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

*******

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

"Cindy,"her kickboxing instructor interrupted her, over an hour after course of instruction ended."Go habitation,"he looked upward at the close six substructure 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 following class,"he joked."Is everything ok ? You've been staying late for a few month now."

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

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

On the way plate, after a long day on her patrol route, then her kickboxing class, Cindy thought about how good a shower would feel. Afterward, she'd begin her near nightly masturbation ritual. She would choose from her vast collection of anal retentive beads, dildos, and vibrators - all of varying size of it from small-scale to massive.

Arriving domicile, 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 exit she was having. In the shower bath, she rinsed off and lathered up her tired sinew, moaning slightly when she held her breasts, running her thumb over her erect nipples.

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

It was a uncommon, but possible, phenomena ; having an orgasm during childbirth. Cindy moaned a small louder thinking about it in the hot cascade. She was pushing her babe out, her mother and nurses cheering her on. She felt something construction, tingle, and burning, possibly due to her vagina being stretched out. She didn't know or care ; she simply recalled how good it felt, approaching two X ago.

She gave parturition, crying of joy and pleasance, her body radiating orgasmic waves after she delivered Collin. It was her first and last orgasm.

Her marriage fell apart, psychiatrists didn't aid, and physician didn't help as zip physically improper with her was found.

The import passed in the shower bath. Cindy's thoughts returned to her upcoming calendar month. She rinsed her hair thinking of her and Collin traveling to Charleston, south Carolina for two understanding. One was a family reunion she agreed to go to. She hardly ever saw those cousins, 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 time off asking at the precinct and looked forward to this trip - not to see her congenator, but to see her moment reason.

Several minutes later, Cindy was on the telephone set with her 2d reason.

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

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

"I can't wait to see you, when you get here,"The fiery redhead, Bea said, having just moved to the same area as Cindy's relative."I can't wait to idolize 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 old age ago she suggested Cindy try sex with char, hoping an orgasm would come from it. Bea offered herself to her friend. Sadly, that didn't oeuvre either. Since then, they've been roommate, 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 take in her cum.

"Anything ?"Bea asked.

"Nope,"Cindy stopped playing with herself.

"Diana, I'm so lamentable,"Bea said, using her nickname with Cindy. Bea once told Cindy she reminded her of admiration adult female in general show - Diana being the superhero's first name.

"It's fine, Bea. This is how it is. I'm not designed to consume 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 recollect about when you masturbate ?"Bea asked.

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

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

"What about Collin ?"Bea asked.

"What about him ?"

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

"Really ? That's your following trace ?"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 birthing gave you an coming ; maybe that was a sign of the zodiac that he is the only when one that could."

"That's illegal, crazy -"

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

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

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

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

Cindy picked a large dildo to use. Normally she'd ride it, using it for a few hours, but Bea's 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 slip bear. As she drifted off to slumber, an image 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 eye 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 offend 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 nascence key, but he himself was.

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

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





-2-

The next day Cindy responded to a domestic help noise birdcall at a house trailer park. She followed protocol and called for substitute, waiting patiently for it to go far. It happened to be the maitre d'hotel of the precinct. When he arrived, they nodded to one another and walked toward the dawdler in question.

"We ain't hurtin'cypher !"a large, fleshy woman, wearing only a nightgown yelled at Cindy a few minute later.

When she answered the door, it was well-heeled for the officers to smell the smoke of ganja. They asked if they could enter the home, a short-change, lowly 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 shroud his ganja bags.

Cindy pointed it out and an argument followed. The master handcuffed the woman. Her little husband charged at Cindy. She squatted, caught, and then slammed him to his binding, 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 business, we ain't hurtin'anyone !"she continued to yell all the way to the sea captain's patrol car.

She broke relieve of his grip and ran off, Cindy was close enough to reach out her foot and trip the large opus of preview green trash."Oops,"Cindy grinned, receiving a thank you from her Captain.

*******

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Big D ?"

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

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

"I know it's not pattern, but it'd be consensual. You two wouldn't be hurting anyone,"Bea said. Cindy's center widened, Good Book from the redneck at the preview Park call that day knell 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 twain today. They were smoking pot in their dawdler. The wife said something standardized about smoking."

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

"Yeah."

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

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

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

They ended their call a few moments later, Cindy cutting Bea off, thanking her, telling her she needs log Z's. Cindy rolled over, once again holding a Brobdingnagian 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, frightful, trashy, but she wouldn't be grossed out by him.

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

"Any fate ?"Bella asked.

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

"Maybe when they come up here for that family reunification, matter will fall out,"Bella said.

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

"Mmm,"Bella deeply kissed her sister."Can't delay to get her in bed with us again."

"One-on-one sessions, first. Remember ? I wished I could puddle her cum."

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

*******

Ronnie unlocked and slid spread out a large door to an abandoned warehouse. He was able to cook a deal with the belongings possessor, lying about his design for renovating it for them to trade. He was surprised he pulled it off. He'd been eyeing the building for a spell, driving by it, peeking in some of the office 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 complex, taking note of its insides. He walked up a blade staircase to the secondment floor. Ronnie surmised warehouse managers sat up there, overlooking the readiness, long, long ago.

There was a gravid maw in the ceiling. Ronnie could see where rain poured in. There was piddle damage on the trading floor of the moment story overlook. He could see floor circuit board rotting away. Ronnie looked up through a hole in the roof future, fluffy, white swarm visible against the dreary sky. He saw a shuttle's nest near the hole situated on a beam.

He whipped his cock out and casually stroked himself, thinking of his plan. He decided to add the womanhood to this second floor overlook area. The office is where their batting cage would be. Ronnie thought about setting up a uncomplicated mesa in the center of the overlook. This would be where he would dishonour them. Standing against the railing, looking over the empty warehouse, Ronnie decided when he was done, this would be where he would hang them, one-by-one, with his belt.





-3-

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

She didn't care if she woke Collin."semen on !"she thought of an coming traveling through her body. Nothing happened.

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

That led to 1 intellection. Collin on top of her ; his putz plunging in and out of her instead of the dildo. Cindy's eye's shot open, she stopped fucking herself. For a snag second 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 hand traveled up her tum, over her breasts, tweaking her mammilla. She thought of Collin again, sucking her tits then kissing her.

"No !"she shook the prototype from her drumhead and climbed under the covers, wild at herself.

*******

'' Well ? '' Bea asked on the phone the adjacent dark. `` How are things progressing ? You 'll be here soon for your kin reunion. retrieve you and Collin will be a couple by then ? ``

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

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

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

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


'' That 's enough. I need to go. We 'll let the cat out of the bag later. ``

'' Wait ! I 've failed you two times. Both of my suggestions for things to try make failed. This is my one-third and final suggestion. I feel that if you and Collin become devotee, not just mom and son, you will have an coming every metre you two make love. He gave you one when he was born. ``

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

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

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

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

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

Cindy paced back and forth in her room. This total thought from Bea had been swimming in her mind since she brought it up. `` What if it was consensual ? No one would experience. No one would be hurt. What if we eased into it slowly ? We could get used to one another sexually before going all the way. What if Bea is right ? What if Collin gives me an climax from sex for the commencement time ? ``

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

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

*******

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Guilt overcame her for being short-change with him. She turned around, `` Collin. ``

'' Hmm ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

*******

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

The dog crates were lining the plunk for bulwark of the decrepit spot on the secondly floor. Ronnie positioned a table several infantry away from the door, directly under the prominent muddle in the ceiling. He'd throw 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 base, lightly stepping on it, observing how easy it gave away. He made sure to avoid the sphere, lest he wanted to settle through to the low floor.

His sick little country, where he would take aim female parent and preserve them, spite them, hang them, then inter them was turning out quite nicely.





-4-

"So, you wanted to let the cat out of the bag to me about something ?"Collin said, watching his mother sit next to him on the lounge, tucking her substructure under her.

"Yes."

"Ok,"he waited."Well ?"

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

"That should do it,"She wiped her back talk, 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. Only a couple physician and Bea and Bella know about it."

"Mom, are you indisputable nix is wrong."

"It's ok. It's nothing biography threatening, cypher 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 script. She thought for a instant before proceeding.

"We're both adults now. You're eighteen, you know how the razzing and the bees work. The issue I've had my total spirit pertains to that."

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

"Again, it's zilch life-threatening. But,"Cindy cleared her throat."I'm unable to, I haven't had, um, an orgasm. I'm unable to take 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 Charleston, you know they shared a bed with me."

"It's fine, I know. No pauperism to go into inside information. 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 Doctor of the Church, nothing is physically incorrect with me. I even met briefly with a shrink. I didn't like it, so I stopped. And, well, Bea and I became intimate, hoping that would do it. Nothing worked,"Cindy explained.

"Well, I don't know what to tell you. I'm sorry about your issues 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 petty over eighteen eld ago."

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

"It was when I gave birth to you."

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

"It's uncommon, but apparently it's been known to happen - women having an sexual climax during childbirth. Bea has been trying to help me, offering prompting, thing like that. She even,"Cindy gave a fake jest."She even said you were the case of the orgasm and maybe you'd be the sole soul to devote me one now."

"What did she mean ?"

"It's dumb. She was joking that you and I could, uh, know you, and well, I'd have an 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 drunk or something,"Cindy tried to pretend it vocalise like Bea wasn't serious, even though she was.

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

"I know. tangible 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 chance after eighteen years 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 awry and crazy."

"Yep."

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

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

Cindy nodded, her optic lowered."Alright. I just wanted to talk to you about it. In sheath you ever see me in a bad humor or acting strange or delirious, you'll know what's mostly in all probability 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 hour later, after respective large chugs of vodka, Cindy stood in battlefront of her lav mirror in a matching black bra and thong. She smiled at herself and retrieved a case. She left her room and headed to Collin's.

She knocked on the room access a pair time. Collin opened it seeing a tall, muscular charwoman with a case over her head.

"well ?"Cindy asked."If I cover my face, would it make it easier ?"

Collin laughed and pulled the slip off her head.

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

"Mom, your facial expression is just amercement. It looks great,"he glanced at her consistence."All of you looks capital. You could come about for Wonder Woman - just like Bea says."

"Thank you. Maybe we could just hang out. look on 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, vacate cartonful of ice cream next to them, Collin spoke up.

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

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

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

"I'm just gladiolus I've had you in my lifetime all these years. You've been tremendous,"Cindy said.

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

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

"I mean, do you want me to ?"

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

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

"I love you, Collin,"Cindy was hugging him at her 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 pull 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 clip it wasn't out of angriness and pent up frustration, but out of hopefulness, determination, and overall happiness. She felt like a weight had been lifted by telling Collin of her orgasm problem. His reaction of not being thoroughly grossed out by Bea's proposition, plus the looking he gave her when they said goodnight, made Cindy recall her son might actually flirt with the idea of incest. Her own thoughts toward it, while still feeling it was unseasonable and sick, viewed it more as a potential solvent - a discussion for her issue.

That day in Charleston, Ronnie was busy studying, watching the women on the beach near his home. As he suspected they were with their sons. He saw a group of brunette, in their bikini, with younger men, playing volleyball, playing in the ocean, or sitting with each other. He heard a few of the guy call out"mom"here and there while addressing them. He saw an older brunette handing out sandwiches, in a motherly mode, to younger guys. They all had dark hairsbreadth ; he presumed they were her nephews. He didn't know for for certain, but he watched them all afternoon.

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





-5-

"Energy Department this scathe ?"Cindy asked, sitting on top of Collin, rubbing his binding the following night.

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

Cindy continued massaging his shoulders and back."You looking forward to our Charleston trip later this month ? I know it'll be decent 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 shocked they reached out to me to invite us to this reunion. I'm more than looking forward to seeing Bea and Bella though."

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

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

"Huh ?"

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

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

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

"Sorta,"he shrugged.

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

"Uh, are you talking razz and bee's hooey ?"Collin asked.

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

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

"escort ? Sure, why not. What else ? We'd have to look at each other and think of one another not as parent and child. I surmisal 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.

"right wing. That's one option. Or we could be to a greater extent affectionate with each other. Maybe some candy kiss here and there,"She jabbed at his side.

"Ha, right."

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

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

"No. There's something wrong up here,"Cindy pointed to her top dog."The doctors have examined me and run tryout. They have found nothing wrong with my parts down there. Everything works normally, nothing strange. So it must be something in my mind. When I gave birth to you, maybe I was so overjoyed to see you, my mind allowed me to have one. Or maybe when you came out, you pressed against me in there in a certain way that caused it to happen."

"Whoa,"Collin held up his hand.

"Sorry, too a lot 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 deep breath."It's so wrong and bizarre. I'd be afraid you'd hate me or I'd hate myself. I'd be afraid our relationship would be forever ruined."

"I could never detest you, Mom."

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

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

"Me neither. How would you sense 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 woman out with this job 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 horrible, negative notion afterward."

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

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

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

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

*******

Ronnie was at the social club the side by side night, watching the same group of brunette moms. They were all dressed up, terpsichore, drinking, enjoying a girl's nighttime out. He was capable to deduce, by eavesdropping on their conversation from a nearby table, that they were sisters. They were chattering on and on, mentioning various Male figure. One of them said"my son,"“ your son,"and so on, followed by talking of sex act. One of them shushed another, telling her to hold back her phonation down. They bickered a bit, one of them was drunk, stating no one was paying attention or listening to her. She was wrong, Ronnie picked up on most of their conversation, pretending to be playing on his telephone set in the booth behind theirs.

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

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

In the George H.W. Bush, with binoculars, Ronnie spied on the mothers. He shook his head, disgusted that they didn't even close the subterfuge. Each business firm he spied on he watched them walk through the theatre, not a fear in the worldly concern, undressing as they made their way to a bedroom. The big, beautiful theatre lit up one-by-one, mothers entering their sleeping accommodation, to get hold of care of their sons all night.

He could see a few pair fucking, a female parent on top, riding and bouncing on a pecker. Ronnie snuck through the dark alleys between the beach homes. He heard tone down shout of pleasure coming from the inside. Ronnie was able to see into one's backyard pool area. One of the women, the one who was drunk and talking loudly about her son, was on all fours in the shallow end of the pool. She was getting fucked from behind by, Ronnie assumed, the son she was talking about. He watched the woman climax, wrath building inside him. It wouldn't be long before he would take these mothers from their Logos and read them what they were missing. He tugged at his gumshoe and headed back to his car.





-6-

"Am I too heavy ?"Cindy asked the next nighttime, in her pajama shorts and tank top, straddling Collin on the couch.

"Nah, you're good."

"Do you have any doubt for me ?"

"About your condition ?"

"Anything really. The ‘ term'or maybe what I've done to try to fix it or this whole incest thought 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 adult female,"Cindy shook her head."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 nighttime Bea and Bella worshiped her body, each sucking a breast, kissing down to her cunt."They tried to assist me. Nothing we did worked. No toy dog worked either."

"You have toys ?"

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

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

"I have a duet of those too. Battery operated. Again, Collin, nothing worked,"Cindy's middle lowered, her deal running over Collin's shirt-covered pectus."I can't tell you how many meter -"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 Nox, Collin. I know it's pointless. I know it won't work, but in the cover of my nous I think that someday it might. I even thought about what Bea suggested - me and you - and believe it or not I actually briefly thought of you while doing it. I stopped myself. Felt weird."

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

"Sorry, too practically information again, right ?"

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

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

"Yeah, that."

"You can use the argot terminal figure 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 fingerbreadth or my toys. I'll have phone sex with Bea to humour her, but that's about it."

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

Collin complied, silently walking his mom to her sleeping accommodation door again. Cindy hugged him, kissing his impertinence."It was squeamish spending more time with you."

"Yeah it was."

"Collin ? Can I try something ?"

"Like what ?"

"Don't headache, nothing too scary."

"Uh ok, sure."

"Close your eyes. Don't trouble,"Cindy said. Collin did as was told. Cindy paused a mo, looking to her son, a couple inches shorter than her. She took a deep breathing time and slowly kissed his lips. She closed her eyes, letting her lip stick to his. She felt her spur tingle then ended the kiss.

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

Collin's oculus fluttered undetermined."No, Mom. Wasn't bad at all."

She bit her backside 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 headphone and called Bea.

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

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

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

"Just wanted to let you know affair 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 prison term's the appealingness !"

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

"Ok,"Bea smiled."You have a sound night. I have a special Quaker over."

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

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

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





-7-

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

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

"Of line not. You mean for sex ?"

"In general, really."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"speech sound scary,"he joked.

"Oh it would be. I have quite a sexual 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 to get married or be a father. Part of me thinks if we had sex and became lovers, that you'd miss out on convention 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 seam I wouldn't want those normal things either,"Cindy admitted.

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

"Then I guess we'd simply have to be together forever,"Cindy smiled. She rolled on her back,"candy 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."seed on. Don't be shy. It's just me."

"Heh, yeah,"Collin gave her a quick batch on the lips.

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

Collin shrugged.

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

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

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

"See ?"Cindy broke the kiss, holding Collin against her case, his back talk breathing into hers."See, we can kiss like this, right ?"

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

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

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

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

Collin resumed kissing her, sliding his bridge player further north. His fingers touched piece of her titty ; his mother moaned into his mouth.

"Do it,"she urged him.

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

Collin kissed at her neck side by side. Cindy turned her headspring to the side, her body tingling all over, as Collin massaged a knocker. She wondered if Bea was right all along. Collin is who was needed to build her cum.

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

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

She slid down his body, her breasts coming out of his oral fissure, and kissed him intemperate than before. Cindy felt like he could easily prepare her cum. She thought about why and how when her cadre telephone ringing shook her back to reality.

It rang several meter before Cindy broke the buss, 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 great. We'll leave around 3am. Yeah I'm up betimes everyday anyway, so it's fine."

Cindy stood, picking up her tank top, flinging it over her articulatio humeri,"Alright, terrific. 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 leave his room. He lay down, his pump racing, trying to pee-pee sense of what just happened.

Arriving to her room, Cindy kicked off her pantie and climbed into bed."Bea is properly. Collin is the answer."





-8-

Collin slept almost half the way there the succeed break of day. As Cindy drove from their Tampa abode, thinking about the events from the previous night, she'd coup d'oeil at him and smile.

past times 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, order me, how experienced are you ?"Cindy asked, ten min into the drive after breakfast.

"Not very."

"What does that entail ? 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 finally Night,"Cindy said, changing the national to the two of them."I thought it was really sweet-scented and loving. I think we were headed to crossing a line. Had I not got that phone call, we might have."

"Yeah."

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

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

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

Collin remained quiet.

"Did you enjoy last night ? Our short session ?"

Collin nodded.

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

He nodded once more.

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

"Huh ?"Collin looked over to his mother.

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

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

"Let me know. No pressure."

*******

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

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

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

"Alright,"Collin smiled, following Bella.

The second the door closed, Bea lunged at Cindy straddling her, kissing her, ripping off her own bikini top. They said zero, Cindy standing, taking the smaller woman 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 sleep with they were there, Bea's telephone set buzzing on the bedside table, signaling them to hold it down some.

Bella and Collin changed into bathing courting after putting the grocery away. They played volleyball in the pond, Bella occasionally hearing a muted cry of pleasure coming from her sister.

Bea emerged an hour later in her bikini. She jumped into the pool, swimming to her Sister."You're turn,"she grinned. Collin watched Bella get out of the pool, removing her top before she walked into the house.

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

"Sure,"Collin answered.

Bella's muffled cries were heard 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 facilitate her."

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

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

"assistant ?"

Bea climbed off his vertebral column, swimming to his front, wrapping her stage around him in the water."Help her see how vulgar and how wonderful incest is."

Collin was confused.

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

Collin slowly nodded.

They played in the ocean a little farsighted, 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 talk to you about,"Bella added."Something I think you'll like."

"Heh, alright."

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

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

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

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

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

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

Cindy moaned, arms extended, lying on her back, the two women worshiping her body. They licked and kissed over every muscle. They worked their way up, each taking a breast to their back talk. 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 sisters smiled at one another, their backtalk touching, which led to mouths initiative, and natural language invading. Cindy watched them buss, fondle, caress one another. Finally, they 69'd, Cindy's pussy dripping wet while watching them.

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

They kissed each former during their orgasms in attempt to dull 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 ripe job of keeping it privy from everyone,"Bea added.

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

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

"Makes sensory faculty 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 More internal. Unless of course of action, you planned it out. He or you would go on to get married, only having sex when you can and won't get caught."

"Or you could be active in here,"Bella blurted out.

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

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

*******

That night, Ronnie dug shoal graves outside of his summation warehouse. He dug ten graves, the dirt piled next to each one. He had no thought how many mothers he'd be able to kidnap. He was assuming at least five.

The next day he would go hunting. Most of it would comprise of more than watching and following. But he would get his Tasers, his SUV would be cleaned out, making enough room for their bodies. He was unable to purchase a gun in a timely fashion, so a baseball bat was brought along in case the Tasers malfunctioned or broke.

Ronnie removed his shirt, wiping lather from his monolithic, muscular consistency. He tugged his at his cock again, thinking about fucking these charwoman all Nox - his psychosis fully setting in.





-9-

It was such a strange event. Cindy did n't sleep together what to make of her family at the reunification. Some of them, first cousin, she had n't seen in year. There was something very odd about them though. Collin picked up on it too.

There were no husbands. There were no men over the age of thirty. former to mid-20s seemed to be the erstwhile age range, xviii being the youngest. The womanhood, all brunet, all shorter than Cindy, were in their late 30s up to mid-40s. However, they all looked mythological. No grayness hair, barely any noticeable wrinkles. Their bodies were in incredible cast. They did n't compare to the Wonder Woman-like physique of Cindy, but they certainly had fitness model or stripper bodies.

Everyone seemed too happy too. While she had n't seen many of them in long time, they hugged her and Collin, pulling them in with the mathematical group like it 'd been only days since they death saw their best acquaintance - Cindy. She was confused by it, smiling awkwardly, her and Collin hugging them back, not 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 bambino since he saw a couple of them.

Things got interesting later on. Cindy, always observant, apparently not enough to see Bea and Bella were lovers, noticed the mothers and Logos behaved differently. It was subtle ; a paw placement here, a caress there, a hug or flock on the cheek or back talk. She noticed one of the mother 's sitting next to her son, her hand on his thigh, his arm around her after dinner. `` They 're like twain, '' Cindy thought. She glanced at Collin. Their center met, he looked away.

The way they talked to her, asking her doubt about Collin and her plans, it made Cindy feel as though they were expecting her and Collin to be more than mom and son. One son was holding his mom from behind, while she and Cindy talked. He kissed her headspring and left to grab a soda.

Cindy saw one of the mothers flirt with Collin. She had to hide a joke, seeing his unease at an onetime woman sitting on his lap asking about college plans while playing with his hair's-breadth. He did n't get laid where to put his hands on his cousin. So he sat on them.

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

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

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

They invited Cindy to go out with them that evening - char only. Collin suggested she 'd get 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 sue it was what they needed.

Cindy brought a apparel just in caseful. A first cousin picked her up, and she left Collin alone with her acquaintance 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 momma at the reunion have very exceptional relationships 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 Sister traded looks, stood, and divest. Collin's rima oris hung open as they started kissing passionately.

*******

Ronnie watched the group of fair sex, one of them he never saw before, sit and drink in the cheap nighttime club. He had it all planned out. He'd contract them one-by-one, two at a time if potential, pilling them up in his SUV, parked near the nurture entrance. He watched the tallest one, Cindy, thinking that he might deliver trouble with her.

He waited and waited, his fate finally paying off. He nabbed two of them at once. They got too close to him. Ronnie wrapped his huge munition around them, pulling them out of the indorse door, his hands over their mouths. He punched them, then throwing them in the backrest of his SUV.

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

He waited and used his Taser on the fourth part and fifth fair sex when they came outside together. Ronnie snuck back in via the backward room access and found the sixth and last cleaning lady, sitting alone, wondering if her cousin-german was ok. They told her they'd be right back.

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

"No thanks,"she answered.

"You sure ?"

"I'm sure."

Ronnie tugged at his hawkshaw through his boxershorts."Aww, descend on."

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

Ronnie sneered and followed.





-10-

Cindy fell to her articulatio genus, in an back street outside the society, feeling her eubstance overtaken by electricity. She shook, her oculus rolled into the back of her brain, she drooled. The simply idea on her head was Collin.

Ronnie was confused. She did n't jactitate and lam about like the others. He made the misapprehension of letting go of the induction to inspect her. Cindy sprung up, her handwriting to Ronnie 's pharynx, squeezing it as hard as she could. He gasped for air, staring into the font of a wild animal ; an animate being he injured. He fired a second Taser, shocking her again.

She released her hairgrip around his throat and fell to her knee joint 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 surroundings, bent down, and scooped Cindy up.

'' tinker's damn, you 're heavy, '' he placed her in the pile of char in the cover of his SUV.

Cindy woke up an hour later, her ankles and wrists leaping and tied. She was in a summing up office ; the entirely visible light source was moonlight shining down from a golf hole in the cap on the other side of the office window.

Cindy counted six bombastic dog crates. Four of them had cleaning woman, her full cousin, crammed into them. Their wrists and articulatio talocruralis tied like Cindy's. There was an empty one that Cindy guessed she couldn't fit in. Another was empty too. Its dweller was outside the office, on the tabular array, moonlight spark shining down on her, as immense, muscular black man raped her.

The wow shook Cindy from her stupefaction. Each time Ronnie slammed his peter into her cousin she screamed out.

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

"Ahhh !"she heard her full cousin screeching. She was bent over the table, Ronnie right behind her, raping her.

He pulled out, spin around 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 wall. Ronnie put her full cousin back in her crate and moved toward Cindy, his big nut sack dangling below his rod.

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

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

Cindy said zip, she didn't scream, she remained expressionless, taking in her surroundings.

Ronnie entered her from posterior, sliding his cock all the way in, stretching her out. Cindy remained still, letting him, ignoring the pain. She observed a small desk in the corner. She was able to make out component part 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 forget me drug next to his clothing, and something on the desk. It was small rectangular. She wondered if it was a tool of some kind for cutting rope. As Ronnie raped her she thought of a programme. She wanted to get over to the desk somehow to get the peter, maybe use it to disembarrass the others. Cindy needed to be untied first.

An 60 minutes passed, Ronnie wasn't letting up, giving it to Cindy the hardest and longest. Moonlight disappeared behind cloud. Cindy heard nose drops getting louder and louder. As Ronnie raped her, Cindy felt a rainwater drop land on her back. Then another and respective more than falling through the maw in the ceiling. The rain droplets felt nice.

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

Ronnie kept going, Cindy moaned again, then looked over berm. She did her best to bear on back against his perpetual thrusts.

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

"Uh huh,"Cindy moaned again.

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

"Yes !"Cindy whimpered."Yes !"

"Ah shite, that's it babe, feel that pecker owning that pussy,"Ronnie grunted.

"Harder,"Cindy said.

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

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

He went on for ten more minutes, thrusting in and out of her. Her cunt 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 right back,"Ronnie's prick slid out of her breach twat.

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

Ronnie paused ; in his mind he'd pop her anyway. He shrugged, cut the rope and Cindy grabbed his head bringing him for a long, heavy kiss, making banknote of the cutting pecker Ronnie set on the floor nearby.

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

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

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

"I've seen that many metre, not as wild as yours, but still goodness,"Ronnie arrogantly watched her creep to his mickle of clothes.

"Take a break, I'll go along going in a niggling 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 barbs hit him. It landed in his shoulder, causing him to go to his knee. Cindy made her way to the office, her finger on the trigger, holding it down, only delivering half the electrical dosage.

She let go, rushing into the room, opening dog crates, cutting forget me drug as fast as she could. Cindy freed her cousins just in prison term for them to ambush Ronnie. He was stunned from the Taser, but not completely paralyzed or unconscious.

The atomic reactor of cleaning lady was pummeling, beating Ronnie, cussing him out. Cindy pulled each of them off him, kicking him, screaming at him, one-by-one. He was left with a bloody nose and a break lip.

'' Go ! Get avail ! '' Cindy ordered.

'' You have to come with us ! ``

'' find help ; get home to your Logos. 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 good turn. ``

Ronnie threw a poke, Cindy ducked and jabbed in his ribs. Ronnie threw another, Cindy did the like. On the tierce punch Cindy caught his clenched fist with her hand. She reared back with her free hand as hard as she could and cram her fist into Ronnie 's ribs. She heard a crack.

The side by side sound Cindy heard was Ronnie bellowing in annoyance, then gasping for air, from his recrudesce costa. He was on his articulatio genus, clutching his side.

Cindy stood, poker-faced watching Ronnie crawl away - a big, hulking man, seemingly taken out by a slug. She smirked and walked toward him. Ronnie took a deep breath, gathering as a great deal air as the annoyance would allow, and quickly punched Cindy in the gut, taking her off guard.

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

She landed directly on the worn down, discredited region of the base. All 150 Ezra Pound of muscle of the six-foot-tall fair sex crashed through it and fell to the offset floor near the ingress of the warehouse. Ronnie looked through the kettle of fish, barely capable to build out her consistence in foetal position.

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

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





-11-

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

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

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

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

In that precise present moment, Ronnie was pushing a mixture of dirt and mud from the agglomerate next to the grave accent onto to Cindy's body. He managed to cross her animal foot, ramification, stomach, chest with a bed ; her substructure and stage covered the most. He covered half her face and had to stop. The pain in his rib was too much. Ronnie went to his knees, the rainwater pouring down on him, and focusing on breathing. He was exhausted but his anger would drive him to complete his task and get away.

person 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 back to her, struggling, clutching his side of meat. Cindy pulled her arm out of the operose dirt and mud, brushing it first away from her face, spitting some out of her sass. She sat up in the grave, dirt falling off her shoulders and breasts. With her former arm devoid now, she pushed and moved her legs, allowing herself to jump. Standing in the tomb, ignoring the bother in her head, she stared at Ronnie.

He was mumbling to himself, coughing, spitting up descent. Cindy turned around and climbed out of the tomb. She walked around it toward Ronnie. He caught drift in his computer peripheral visual sensation, turning to front her.

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

This was the gunpoint at which her rage truly consumed her. She could've walked away, waiting for the police to go far. Instead, she thought of this man's plan to take her and others away from their Logos. She didn't think about incest, or Collin possibly causing her to cum - she only thought about him being the mortal she loved most, and Ronnie was going to take her from him.

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

"Get up,"She ordered. Ronnie shook his caput, 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 intemperate as she could, causing it to turn back. Ronnie roared in pain, falling to the background. Cindy circled him again.

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

"gaolbreak !"she grit her dentition and pulled his hand back toward his shoulder blade and beyond. Finally, she heard a walkover and a pop, followed by gasping for air. She released her handgrip and continued circling Ronnie.

She watched him deplume 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 cheek. She was like some sort of cage fighter, except there was no referee to root for her off him.

His nose broke, his cheeks and lips were cut, teeth were knocked out, his eyes cut, and swollen shut.

When Cindy's knuckles seared with pain, she squatted over Ronnie, and hammered the side of meat of her fist onto his expression, throat, and dresser over and over. She was like a chimpanzee that turned on their trainer. Except there was no zoo employee to rent her down.

When her handwriting became too sore, Cindy stood, and proceeded to stomp her heels into Ronnie's body as knockout as she could. She heard more ribs crack. She saw him vomit more rakehell and the contents of his intestines. His body was a offend pile of treacle. She stood over his face, now totally unrecognisable, and brought her knee up as high as she could. She slammed her foot down onto his face with all her might. Cindy pulled her heel out of what remained of his face. Her and his blood covered it, fuse with some of his teeth.

Cindy looked to his lifeless body, his chest still, and felt the fad subside. big H and lightning crackled in the length. Cindy caught her breath."fucking you."

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

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

A bit later she was surrounded by EMTs. Her first cousin broke through."Ma'am you'll need to last out 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 find out you over,"one of them said.

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

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

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

"Ma'am I don't -"

"I'm an ship's officer too. In Tampa Bay, formerly LAPD. I've never been a dupe until today. Please, aim me to my son. fifteen minute of arc. I'll be in and out,"Cindy said, the military officer trying his intimately not to peek at her naked body.

The military officer looked around, looking to the early abducted woman. `` Alright. All their program line have been given. They all said you stayed behind so they could get help. I 'll claim you to your son, go ahead check on him, get cleaned up and come back out to my car. XV mo. ``

'' 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 living way flooring, scissoring in front of Collin. His mouth outdoors as he watched the sis fuck.

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

"Good huh ?"Bea asked.

"Wow,"he whispered.

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

"Are you nice and voiceless ?"Bella asked.

"Uh,"Collin glanced to his crotch.

"deprivation to suck his stopcock with me ?"Bella asked.

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

"Awww,"Bella frowned.

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

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

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

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

"Two women, babe, bare and wanting you to go underweight 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 calm his hard-on. His chunk hurt from the incestuous show Bea and Bella performed for him. He wondered where his mom was.

A few moments later, his concern was relieved. A tall, naked, fit char, her pilus damp, her skin muddy and bloody, practically burst through the presence door."My room. Five hour,"she glared.

He gulped watching her nude body quickly affect by him. Cindy went straight to her shower, washing off grease and blood. She only had fifteen minutes to watch on Collin. The military officer waiting in the driveway would arrive to the door when metre was up.

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

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

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

"Mom, delay,"he squirmed.

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

She pushed Collin on the bed before he could step out of his shorts and underdrawers. Cindy mounted him, squatting over him, looking to his grimace. She didn't think about using her son to cum. The alone thing she thought of was how a good 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 substructure of his erect cock, holding it to the entrance of its soon-to-be menage."I love you."

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

She saw her son looking at her, a face of shock miscellaneous with pleasance on his expression. Cindy was trembling, gist racing, having trouble breathing.

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

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

Once more she squatted up and came down on his shaft."Yes !"she cried out, the dismount inside her growing more and more, spreading to every section of her body, radiating warmth and pleasure.

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

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

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

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

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

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

She collapsed on top of him, shaking, out-of-breath, her body 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 feeling was astonish, and he almost came from it, but he somehow, miraculously didn't.

"Wow,"he breathed. His female parent let out another farseeing moan.

A few bit passed, Cindy knew their time was up - at to the lowest degree for a few hours. She was kissing him, lying on top of Collin, the constabulary officer banging on the social movement door."I have to go,"she said in between candy kiss."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 cock popped out of her.

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

"Here,"he tossed her the clothes.

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

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

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

He grabbed some shorts and a jersey, and then helped her walk out. He propped her against the front room access, making out while the cop waiting patiently. The doorbell rang, he knocked again.

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

"Can't wait."

She opened the door, looking over her shoulder, smiling at her lover. She blew her son a 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 cuts were minor, not needing stitches. Before her orgasm with Collin, her intact body was in pain from her descent and subsequent fight with Ronnie. An hr after the effects of climaxing for the first gear fourth dimension in over eighteen years had worn off, the pain in the neck started to return. Her hands hurt the most, but they would spite up and heal. She also had signs of a minor concussion.

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

Cindy stayed behind so they could recover aid. She fought Ronnie, after initially injuring him ; he got the pep pill bridge player. She woke up in a grave with soil on her. epinephrine took over and they fought once more. She beat him to dying. That was all the law needed to know. She left out one detail of how good it felt hearing his off-white cracking or seeing his case turn into an unrecognizable mess.

various attestator at the nightspot were interviewed too, noting Ronnie's suspicious behavior.

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

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





-13-

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

"perfective 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 recall you and I could uphold doing that ? Only if you want to of course."

Collin looked her over, his oculus landing on her smile,"I think we could."

"Wonderful. I'm going to shower again. I feel like I still have dried mud somewhere on me,"Cindy giggled. I'll be right out. We'll take it very slow this time."

Collin nodded.

"We can research each early's bodies."

"Yes,"he nodded once more.

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

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

Cindy dried off this time. There was no urgency to hold on her son, to register 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 okay. Feel gratis to kiss my wounds if you want - or kiss wherever you want."

"I don't know where to start."

"Bea and Bella like to kiss on these,"Cindy cupped her breasts."Then turn 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 point I may toss you to those beast - but I want you all to myself for a while."

Collin sat staring at her body.

"Here,"Cindy reached for his handwriting, placing them on her breadbasket."Relax, explore. We didn't get a fortune earlier ; I was pressed for time. I really needed you though. I still do."

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

"We're moving here,"Cindy said.

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

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

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

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

"Hmm ?"Collin asked, taking a teat 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 back. 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 legs, revealing her puss."Eat it as long as you want. If I squirt again, don't be afraid."

Collin wasn't afraid. He happily plunge in, licking and eating out her pussy. Cindy orgasmed several times in that many hour. Each fourth dimension she sprayed her juice all over her son's face. Collin laughed, his font drenched and dripping.

He licked his way over her tummy, bosom, neck, finding her rima oris. She loved the perceptiveness of herself on his tongue.

On top of her, with one role, to fill her with his seed, Collin entered her. Cindy came within sec again, Collin a little later. When he ejaculated, his cock pumping her wide-cut of cum, she climaxed too. Both of them together, staring into one another's eyes, their battle cry of pleasure heard throughout the house.

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

He paused when he entered her, running his hands all over her spinal column. Cindy looked over her berm at him, another coming on the way. She didn't see the solution to her problem, she didn't see the one man that could make her cum, she saw the one man she loved more than any someone in the world.

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

He went to one stifle, grabbed her hips and mated with a cheeseparing incessant climaxing woman - his mother.





-14-

The slept well into the afternoon the next 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 clothes on. Bea and Bella were home by then, walking around naked.

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

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

Everyone was exquisitely. There were minor accidental injury but none required hospital stays.

After dinner, Cindy led Collin behind the house to draw his cock. She was on her knee joint, slobbering all over his peter, when a cousin-german walked in on her.

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

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

One cousin drank too a lot, got naked and jumped into the swimming pond. Her son followed cause. Soon the other female parent were stripping down and jumping in. Their boy, some reluctant, joined too.

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

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

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

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

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

"Uh oh, Collin, advantageously come saving your mom,"he called over his shoulder."I might not pass on her back !"

Cindy waved to Collin to enrol the pool. He laughed, unable to hold out her, stripped and jumped in.

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

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

The pool died down, there was no more playing and splashing. The only sound heard was kissing, moaning, and mothers on their boy. Cindy guided Collin inside her, officially joining the orgy.

"I think we're going to love sustenance 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 eyes.

The end .