generator 's Note : This is the last policewoman history. This is Cindy 's third gear history in the series. She 's a woman ineffective to orgasm. You do n't have got to register her first two stories - where she tries cleaning lady, then black men - but this one is her final attempt to cum. As with the other incest news report in this serial, this one is crimson. There aren't any explosions or gunfire like the others, but this babe of brutality gets quite physical.



-1-

Ronnie sat alone in his apartment, naked, pumping his big ignominious cock. He wasn't horny, he was angry. view of the uncounted livid women he and his brother have had coursed through his mind. In the past year or so, things changed. The quantity of women throwing themselves at him decreased ; these women seemed to prefer somebody else.

Ever since he moved to Charleston, he noticed Sir Thomas More and more than strange occurrences. All the woman that lived near him, who he saw regularly on the beach, didn't notice him much. They were hanging around younger, not as buff, 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. charwoman after woman politely declined, instead opting to trip the light fantastic toe with another guy. Ronnie saw the resemblance ; he figured it out.

Sitting there jacking off, pleasuring himself for the first time in year, Ronnie thought about the virtually constant stream of sex he had daily. He thought about the last woman he had sex with - Stephanie.

It was respective hebdomad ago. The blond was walking with another woman and her son along the beach. Ronnie watched her hug the woman and buss her son goodbye. They departed and Stephanie continued her manner of walking alone.

Ronnie couldn't remember what he said to her. Something about the weather condition, something about her bikini, maybe he introduced himself at that first merging. He couldn't callback. He remembered that evening though. They went to dinner then went to bed. Ronnie struggled not to cum, he struggled to conserve his stamen for the night - it'd been quite a while since he had puss. Not knowing when or if he'd get any again, he barely managed to successfully get laid her all night long.

Sucking on her tits, as his coming subsided ; Stephanie thanked him and stated she had to go. She informed Ronnie her son would be home soon from a forgetful, out-of-town trip. She didn't say she was her son's lover, but the way she said it, made Ronnie substantiate she was using him just like she'd use a dildo as a masturbation proficiency. This fair sex wasn't becoming addicted to him, she wasn't going to leave anyone for him ; she wasn't going to designate up the next night begging for his black stopcock like so many cleaning lady before. She was already devoted and addicted to someone - her son.

Ronnie nodded and watched her parting. It wasn't the nail in the coffin. The death of his sidekick was.

His brother Rodney was experiencing a similar phenomenon in Miami - his stalls of cleaning woman was drying up, moving away, showing no real stake 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 flat were filled with interchangeable women. That, too, decreased. Rodney died in a car wreck attempting to kidnap one of the adult female he enjoyed most.

Ronnie continued masturbating, thinking of his plans. He looked to his pass on seeing several newly ordered Tasers, still in their box. He was going to do this right hand. There'd be no mistake, no car wrecks. He would wait 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 will arm tired, she switched to her right, punching until exhaustion. Next were her legs. First the left then right, kicking over and over until she couldn't stand.

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

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

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

"amercement. Just need to allay focus,"Cindy told a half truth.

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

On the way home, after a long day on her patrol route, then her kickboxing course of study, Cindy thought about how upright a shower bath would feel. Afterward, she'd begin her near nightly masturbation ritual. She would choose from her vast collection of anal string of beads, dildos, and vibrators - all of varying sizes from small to massive.

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

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

Cindy rubbed her clit intellection of the net climax she had - 18 years ago.

It was a rare, but possible, phenomena ; having an coming during childbirth. Cindy moaned a little louder thinking about it in the hot exhibitor. She was pushing her sister out, her mother and nurse cheering her on. She felt something building, tingling, and burn, possibly due to her vagina being stretched out. She didn't know or care ; she simply recalled how good it felt, approaching two decades ago.

She gave birth, crying of joy and pleasure, her body radiating orgasmic wave after she delivered Collin. It was her first and last orgasm.

Her marriage fell apart, psychiatrists didn't help, and MD didn't assist as nil physically wrong with her was found.

The moment passed in the exhibitor. Cindy's thoughts returned to her forthcoming calendar month. She rinsed her hairsbreadth thinking of her and Collin traveling to Charleston, S Carolina for two reasons. One was a kinsfolk reunification 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 request at the precinct and looked forward to this tripper - not to see her relative, but to see her indorse reason.

Several hour later, Cindy was on the earpiece with her arcsecond reason.

"Rub that kitty-cat,"her best friend, Bea, ordered."Think of me licking it, eating it. follow 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 surface area as Cindy's relatives."I can't hold 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 women, hoping an orgasm would descend from it. Bea offered herself to her champion. Sadly, that didn't work either. Since then, they've been roomy, having daily sex up until Bea moved to Charleston earlier in the twelvemonth. Cindy was sad to see her go, but knew deep down, her friend, no one, could construct her cum.

"Anything ?"Bea asked.

"Nope,"Cindy stopped playing with herself.

"Diana, I'm so sorry,"Bea said, using her nickname with Cindy. Bea once told Cindy she reminded her of curiosity Woman in general appearing - Diana being the superhero's first name.

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

"Have you met anyone down there ?"

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

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

"I think about the one sexual climax 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 other parentage ; Cindy heard Bea's muffled spokesperson, talking to someone in the room. 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 next hypnotism ?"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 nativity gave you an sexual climax ; maybe that was a signaling that he is the only one that could."

"That's illegal, crazy -"

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

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

In Bea's sleeping room, she smiled at her nude babe, Bella."I told her. Maybe she'll try it,"Bea said.

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

Cindy picked a large dildo to use. Normally she'd ride it, using it for a few hours, but Bea's trace caused her to pause before pushing the fat tip inside her. She sighed, actually entertaining the approximation of sex with Collin.

"No,"she rolled over, hugging the dildo like a teddy bear. As she drifted off to sleep, an figure of Collin, shirtless flashed in her capitulum. She heard herself let out an orgasmic cry. She shook herself and sat up in bed. She rubbed her centre and left her bedroom, tiptoeing naked to Collin's room.

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

Cindy, on her way back to her sleeping room, couldn't help but think Bea might be on to something - something wrong and contrary, 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, lite sleep eventually found Cindy. Bea's suggestion echoed in her mind.





-2-

The next day Cindy responded to a domestic disturbance phone call at a trailer parking area. She followed protocol and called for backup, waiting patiently for it to get in. It happened to be the Captain of the precinct. When he arrived, they nodded to one another and walked toward the trailer in question.

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

When she answered the room access, it was easy for the officers to smell the smoke of Cannabis sativa. They asked if they could enter the home, a short, pocket-size man only wearing boxers told his wife to"let them in, we ain't got nothing to hide."

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

Cindy pointed it out and an tilt followed. The master 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 thrifty with him !"his huge wife yelled. Cindy cuffed him and helped him to his feet.

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

She broke free of his grip and ran off, Cindy was close enough to exsert her metrical foot and stumble the large patch of trailer park chicken feed."Oops,"Cindy grinned, receiving a thank you from her Captain.

*******

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

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

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

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

"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 heavy,"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 convention, but it'd be consensual. You two wouldn't be hurting anyone,"Bea said. Cindy's eyes widened, Christian Bible from the redneck at the trailer park call option that day rang in her ears.

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

"Like pot."

"Huh ?"

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

"right wing. See ? They weren't hurting anyone, just enjoying themselves. attaint 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 in the neck. We'd be hurting each other that way - guilt, shame over what we did."

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

They ended their call a few moments later, Cindy cutting Bea off, thanking her, telling her she needs eternal rest. 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 backrest, Cindy couldn't supporter but think that she herself wouldn't be sickened by it. It'd be wrongly, atrocious, garish, but she wouldn't be grossed out by him.

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

"Any luck ?"Bella asked.

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

"Maybe when they come up here for that household reunion, matter will bechance,"Bella said.

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

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

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

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

*******

Ronnie unlocked and slid open a large door to an abandoned warehouse. He was able to make a wad with the property owner, lying about his intention for renovating it for them to deal. He was surprised he pulled it off. He'd been eyeing the edifice for a while, driving by it, peeking in some of the federal agency windows that weren't boarded up. The warehouse itself was just outside of town, not far from creeks and marshlands.

He tugged at his big black dick, walking around the composite, taking note of its inside. He walked up a blade staircase to the minute floor. Ronnie surmised warehouse managers sat up there, overlooking the installation, long, long ago.

There was a declamatory muddle in the roof. Ronnie could see where rain poured in. There was water damage on the floor of the endorsement story overlook. He could see floor plug-in rotting away. Ronnie looked up through a hole in the ceiling next, downy, tweed clouds visible against the blue sky. He saw a dame's nuzzle near the hole situated on a beam.

He whipped his tool out and casually stroked himself, thinking of his plans. He decided to convey the women to this second floor overlook surface area. The office is where their batting cage would be. Ronnie thought about setting up a mere table in the middle of the overlook. This would be where he would outrage them. Standing against the railing, looking over the empty storage warehouse, Ronnie decided when he was done, this would be where he would hang up them, one-by-one, with his belt.





-3-

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

She didn't care if she woke Collin."Come on !"she thought of an orgasm traveling through her consistence. naught happened.

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

That led to single view. Collin on top of her ; his hammer plunging in and out of her instead of the dildo. Cindy's eye's shot open, she stopped fucking herself. For a schism mo 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 stomach, over her titty, tweaking her nipples. She thought of Collin again, sucking her mammilla then kissing her.

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

*******

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

'' Ha ! A couple ? world-class it was just sleeping with him, now you 're suggesting we 'd be a twain ? '' 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 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 nous on the other end of the call.

'' Just conceive of 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 prompting for things to try own failed. This is my tierce and final examination suggestion. I feel that if you and Collin become devotee, not just mom and son, you will own an orgasm every time you two make passion. He gave you one when he was born. ``

There was a long pause on Cindy 's end. `` Alright, like I said, that 's enough. I need to go. tattle to you later. ``

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

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

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

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

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

Cindy sat on the boundary of her bed, `` What if we became buff ? No. This is stupe. 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 duet years without calling Bea. She texted her friend a elementary `` ca n't talk. thinking. ``

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

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

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

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

'' I 'm delicately, '' 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 short with him. She turned around, `` Collin. ``

'' Hmm ? ``

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

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

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

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

'' Something amiss ? '' Collin asked with a look of concern on his face.

'' sort of. Nothing Major or life threatening. Frustrating if anything, '' Cindy smiled.

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

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

*******

Ronnie purchased various dog crate designed for magnanimous strain. He reasoned an grownup fair sex would fit in them. It'd be cramped and horribly uncomfortable. He didn't forethought. He would tie their wrist joint together so they couldn't let themselves out.

The dog crates were lining the hinder wall of the run-down office on the endorse floor. Ronnie positioned a postpone various invertebrate foot away from the door, directly under the large yap in the ceiling. He'd have his fun with them there, reminding them of what they are missing out on, what he can offer them.

Ronnie inspected the unaccented expanse in the level, lightly stepping on it, observing how promiscuous it gave away. He made certainly to avoid the area, lest he wanted to light through to the first floor.

His sick fiddling domain, where he would take female parent and keep them, wound them, hang them, then bury them was turning out quite nicely.





-4-

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

"Yes."

"Ok,"he waited."Well ?"

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

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

"Something wrong ?"he asked.

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

"Mom, are you sure nothing is wrong."

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

"Mom,"Collin placed his hand on hers.

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

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

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

"Again, it's nothing life-threatening. But,"Cindy cleared her throat."I'm unable to, I haven't had, um, an orgasm. I'm ineffective 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 retard. 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 need to go into point. If you're a lesbian, it's amercement, 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 affair. I've public lecture to Dr., goose egg is physically amiss 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 upshot with that clobber though."

"It's very well. I wanted to let you have sex that while I can't have one, I have had one. Only one. The only orgasm I've ever had was a little over XVIII yr ago."

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

"It was when I gave birthing to you."

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

"It's rarified, but apparently it's been known to fall out - char having an orgasm during childbearing. Bea has been trying to serve me, offering hint, thing like that. She even,"Cindy gave a forge laughter."She even said you were the causal agent of the orgasm and maybe you'd be the sole somebody to cave in 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 sexual climax 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 coming. I think she was drunk or something,"Cindy tried to realize it sound like Bea wasn't serious, even though she was.

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

"I know. very crazy."

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

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

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

Cindy shrugged."I don't know. It's wrongly and crazy."

"Yep."

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

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

Cindy nodded, her eyes lowered."Alright. I just wanted to blab out to you about it. In causa you ever see me in a bad humour or acting foreign or frantic, you'll know what's mostly belike on my mind."

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

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

An hour later, after several tumid chugs of vodka, Cindy stood in front of her bathroom mirror in a matching nigrify 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 metre. Collin opened it seeing a tall, muscular cleaning lady with a case over her head.

"Well ?"Cindy asked."If I cover my nerve, would it make it well-fixed ?"

Collin laughed and pulled the pillow slip off her head.

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

"Mom, your grimace is just ok. It looks heavy,"he glanced at her body."All of you looks great. You could go on for wonderment Woman - just like Bea says."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I mean, do you want me to ?"

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

He smiled, unsure of what to say. He held her for a few more than mo. 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 amercement, Mom. I love you too,"they ended their hug, Cindy kissing on the cheek.

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

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

"Sorry,"he blushed."Goodnight."

*******

The future day Cindy was kicking the bag over and over again. This time it wasn't out of anger and pent up frustration, but out of hopefulness, determination, and overall felicity. She felt like a weight had been lifted by telling Collin of her climax problem. His reaction of not being thoroughly grossed out by Bea's hint, plus the spirit he gave her when they said goodnight, made Cindy think her son might actually entertain the idea of incest. Her own thoughts toward it, while still feeling it was wrong and sick, viewed it more as a potential drop solution - a discourse for her issue.

That day in capital of West Virginia, Ronnie was busy studying, watching the womanhood on the beach near his home. As he suspected they were with their boy. He saw a grouping of brunettes, in their bikinis, with unseasoned men, playing volleyball game, playing in the ocean, or sitting with each other. He heard a few of the guys call out"mom"here and there while addressing them. He saw an older brunet handing out sandwiches, in a motherly fashion, to younger guy cable. They all had dreary hair ; he presumed they were her nephews. He didn't know for certain, but he watched them all afternoon.

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





-5-

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

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

Cindy continued massaging his shoulder and back."You looking forward to our capital of West Virginia head 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 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 closer with them I guess,"Collin closed his eye, enjoying his mother's massage.

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

"Huh ?"

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

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

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

"Sorta,"he shrugged.

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

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

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

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

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

"right wing. That's one choice. Or we could be more lovesome with each other. Maybe some candy kiss here and there,"She jabbed at his side.

"Ha, right."

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

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

"No. There's something damage up here,"Cindy pointed to her question."The doctors have examined me and run trial. They have found nothing wrong with my parts down there. Everything works normally, nothing unusual. So it must be something in my fountainhead. 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 very much computer graphic info,"Cindy grinned.

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

"If we had sex ? Well, I suppose,"Cindy took a bass breath."It's so wrong and bizarre. I'd be afraid you'd detest me or I'd hate myself. I'd be afraid our relationship would be forever ruined."

"I could never hate you, Mom."

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

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

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

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

"Of course."

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

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

"Yeah, I kinda find 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 club the side by side night, watching the same group of brunet moms. They were all dressed up, dancing, drinking, enjoying a girl's night out. He was able to deduce, by eavesdropping on their conversation from a nearby tabular array, that they were sisters. They were chattering on and on, mentioning several male names. One of them said"my son,"“ your son,"and so on, followed by talk of sex acts. One of them shushed another, telling her to keep her voice down. They bickered a bit, one of them was drunk, stating no one was paying attention or listening to her. She was damage, Ronnie picked up on nigh of their conversation, pretending to be playing on his speech sound in the stall behind theirs.

He heard them remark a menage 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 persist back, in his car, long enough to park near their locality. He was in a parking lot about a quarter mile away. He got out and walked.

In the chaparral, with opera glasses, Ronnie spied on the female parent. He shook his header, disgusted that they didn't even close up the subterfuge. Each house he spied on he watched them walk through the household, not a care in the Earth, undressing as they made their way to a sleeping accommodation. The big, beautiful houses lit up one-by-one, mothers entering their chamber, to convey care of their son all night.

He could see a few couples fucking, a female parent on top, riding and bouncing on a dick. Ronnie snuck through the wickedness alley between the beach homes. He heard dull cries of pleasure coming from the interior. Ronnie was able to see into one's backyard pool area. One of the women, the one who was sot and talking loudly about her son, was on all 4 in the shallow end of the consortium. She was getting fucked from behind by, Ronnie assumed, the son she was talking about. He watched the cleaning lady climax, anger building inside him. It wouldn't be long before he would take away these mothers from their son and shew them what they were missing. He tugged at his dick and headed back to his car.





-6-

"Am I too heavy ?"Cindy asked the side by side nighttime, in her pajama shorts and armored combat vehicle top, straddling Collin on the couch.

"Nah, you're good."

"Do you have any questions for me ?"

"About your condition ?"

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

"Bea. So you and her ?"

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

"Ok, ok, I get it."

"Bella too. Both them, they,"Cindy thought about all those nights Bea and Bella worshiped her dead body, each sucking a boob, kissing down to her cunt."They tried to assist me. Nothing we did worked. No plaything worked either."

"You have toys ?"

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

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

"I have a couple of those too. barrage fire operated. Again, Collin, goose egg worked,"Cindy's eyes lowered, her hand running over Collin's shirt-covered thorax."I can't evidence you how many time -"she stopped.

"What ? How many times you what ?"

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

"Really ?"

"I do it almost every nighttime, Collin. I know it's pointless. I know it won't work, but in the back of my intellect 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 lots info again, right ?"

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

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

"Yeah, that."

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

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

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

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

Collin complied, silently walking his mom to her bedroom doorway again. Cindy hugged him, kissing his cheek."It was decent disbursal more time with you."

"Yeah it was."

"Collin ? Can I try something ?"

"Like what ?"

"Don't concern, nothing too scary."

"Uh ok, sure."

"Close your eyes. Don't worry,"Cindy said. Collin did as was told. Cindy paused a instant, looking to her son, a couplet inches shorter than her. She took a cryptic breath and slowly kissed his lips. She closed her eyes, letting her back talk stick to his. She felt her backbone thrill then ended the kiss.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Oh ? Is he into the incest musical theme 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, one-third meter's the appeal !"

"Right,"Cindy rolled her centre."Anyway, we'll be up soon for that reunion. 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 ways we had, she never suspected anything. But when she arrives here, my sweet sis, we will show her our slight clandestine in somebody,"Bea grinned.





-7-

It was the Nox before Cindy and Collin's drive up to South Carolina from Florida. In her armoured combat vehicle top and scanty, she was lying on Collin's thorax in his bed.

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

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

"In full general, really."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"auditory sensation scary,"he joked.

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

"Yeah."

"I'd be worried that you wouldn't be capable to get married or be a father. office of me thinks if we had sex and became lovers, that you'd miss out on normal stuff and nonsense,"Cindy said.

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

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

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

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

"Huh ?"

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

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

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

Collin shrugged.

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

Collin took a deep breath, looking to her rim, her unopen center, then down to her thorax, watching it go up and down with each breath. He gulped, closed his eyes and moved toward her lips.

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

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

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

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

Collin placed a hand on her tum, continuing to buss her. His hand slid under her tankful top, resting on her abs. Cindy moaned, grabbing his read/write head with both hired man, thoroughly making out with him.

Collin rubbed her bay window. 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 section of her breast ; his mother moaned into his mouth.

"Do it,"she urged him.

Collin's handwriting covered a white meat, squeezing softly, feeling the upright mammilla against his palm."Yes,"Cindy broke the kiss, gasping for air.

Collin kissed at her neck following. Cindy turned her head to the face, her organic structure tingling all over, as Collin massaged a knocker. She wondered if Bea was right all along. Collin is who was needed to name her cum.

She stopped him, rolling on top of him, flinging her shirt off and lowered her tits to his side. 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 lose herself with him. She felt like she could give her body to Collin every day.

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

It rang several metre 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 earpiece."Huh uh. Sounds majuscule. 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 shoulder,"Alright, wonderful. See you and everyone else then."

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

Collin nodded, watching his topless female parent leave his elbow room. He lay down, his heart racing, trying to spend a penny sense of what just happened.

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





-8-

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

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

"So, recount me, how feel are you ?"Cindy asked, ten minutes into the drive after breakfast.

"Not very."

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

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

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

"Yeah."

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

"Alright,"Collin kept looking out the rider position 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 savor live Nox ? Our fiddling session ?"

Collin nodded.

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

He nodded once more.

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

"Huh ?"Collin looked over to his mother.

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

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

"Let me know. No pressure."

*******

Two bikini-clad cleaning woman, one a short, dyed-red hair, and the former a taller blond, greeted Cindy and Collin.

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

Bella emerged dressed and pulled Collin off the sofa."We're going to the store. We need stuff for dinner party 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 nothing, Cindy standing, taking the smaller cleaning lady 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 mamilla."I missed you too,"Cindy said, popping a nipple out of her mouth.

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

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

Bea emerged an hour later in her bikini. She jumped into the pool, swimming to her babe."You're twist,"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 mother, 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 tattle Thomas More about it with her tonight. There's something we need to assure her that may help."

"aid ?"

Bea climbed off his backrest, swim to his straw man, wrapping her peg around him in the pee."assistance her see how common and how grand incest is."

Collin was confused.

"I think you are what she needs in every way. I think you and her will give birth a rattling biography together."

Collin slowly nodded.

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

Bella and Cindy were sweaty and fag out. Bella was lying in her arm, kissing Cindy's nearest knocker."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 peach to you about,"Bella added."Something I think you'll like."

"Heh, alright."

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

They ate dinner together, chatted about Bea and Bella's lovely new home, talked about how well-disposed the neighborhood is. Bea didn't live far from the kinsperson reunification Cindy and Collin were attending the next day.

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

Collin fell asleep in her arms. She held him on the couch, savoring his warmth. After an hour 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 wake, bare, waiting for her."We'll be quiet,"Bea said, approaching Cindy, guiding her to their bed, covering her in kisses.

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

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

"A little."

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

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

They kissed each early during their coming in attack to dull 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 honest job of keeping it privy from everyone,"Bea added.

The three cleaning woman shared a passionate kiss."Are you two lovers ? A twain ?"Cindy asked.

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

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

"Yes, but you are his mom. I suspected a mother and son would desire to be a couple - I don't see how they couldn't be. It'd be far more than 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 move in here,"Bella blurted out.

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

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

*******

That night, Ronnie dug shallow graves outside of his rundown storage warehouse. He dug ten grave, the dirt piled side by side to each one. He had no idea how many mother he'd be able to abduct. He was assuming at least five.

The next day he would go hunting. Most of it would lie of more watching and following. But he would bring his Tasers, his SUV would be cleaned out, making decent room for their body. He was unable to purchase a gun in a seasonably fashion, so a baseball bat was brought along in cause the Tasers malfunctioned or broke.

Ronnie removed his shirt, wiping exertion from his massive, muscular eubstance. He tugged his at his dick again, thinking about fucking these charwoman all night - his psychosis fully setting in.





-9-

It was such a strange event. Cindy did n't know what to make 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 husband. There were no men over the age of thirty. Early to mid-20s seemed to be the oldest age range, eighteen being the youngest. The char, all brunet, all inadequate than Cindy, were in their late 30s up to mid-40s. However, they all looked mythical. No Asa Gray fuzz, barely any noticeable wrinkles. Their consistency were in incredible shape. They did n't liken to the Wonder Woman-like anatomy of Cindy, but they certainly had fitness mannikin or stripper bodies.

Everyone seemed too happy too. While she had n't seen many of them in old age, they hugged her and Collin, pulling them in with the group like it 'd been only days since they last saw their adept supporter - 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 duo of them.

Things got interesting later on. Cindy, always observant, apparently not enough to see Bea and Bella were devotee, noticed the female parent and sons behaved differently. It was subtle ; a script placement here, a caress there, a hug or deal on the cheek or sassing. She noticed one of the mother 's sitting adjacent to her son, her manus on his thigh, his arm around her after dinner. `` They 're like distich, '' Cindy thought. She glanced at Collin. Their eyes met, he looked away.

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

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

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

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

Cindy blushed, seeing him glance over her dead body. It was mildly inappropriate, but given the case of relative 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 let fun. In truth, he felt awkward, so did Cindy. They were surrounded by female parent and Son who were obviously romantically involved. They were the odd dyad out. clock time apart to swear out it was what they needed.

Cindy brought a dress just in pillow slip. A full cousin picked her up, and she left Collin alone with her friends Bea and Bella.

'' Soooo ? '' Bea said, sitting next to Collin on the couch. `` How are affair 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 particular relationships with their boy. ``

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

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

"Huh ?"

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

*******

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

He waited and waited, his destiny finally paying off. He nabbed two of them at once. They got too closing curtain to him. Ronnie wrapped his Brobdingnagian branch around them, pulling them out of the gage door, his manpower over their mouths. He punched them, then throwing them in the book binding of his SUV.

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

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

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

"No thanks,"she answered.

"You sure ?"

"I'm sure."

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

"There's nil you have that will do me any just,"Cindy glanced to his genitalia, grabbed her pocketbook and left.

Ronnie sneered and followed.





-10-

Cindy fell to her stifle, in an alley outside the golf club, feeling her body overtaken by electricity. She shook, her eyes rolled into the binding of her psyche, she drooled. The only intellection on her mind was Collin.

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

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

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

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

'' red cent, you 're heavy, '' he placed her in the muckle of charwoman in the back of his SUV.

Cindy woke up an minute later, her ankles and wrists bound and tied. She was in a summing up office ; the simply light origin was moonlight shining down from a hole in the ceiling on the other English of the office window.

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

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

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

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

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

"commodity, 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 chemise dangling below his rod.

He backhanded Cindy across her expression, cutting her lip. He grabbed her by the hair 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 nil, she didn't shriek, she remained expressionless, taking in her surroundings.

Ronnie entered her from hindquarters, sliding his cock all the way in, stretching her out. Cindy remained still, letting him, ignoring the pain. She observed a humble desk in the corner. She was able to induce out parts of the desk falling off, rotting away. She saw a obscure clunk next to it - Ronnie's clothes. The moonlight shining down assisted her with seeing rope next to his habiliment, and something on the desk. It was small rectangular. She wondered if it was a tool of some sort for cutting forget me drug. As Ronnie raped her she thought of a design. She wanted to get over to the desk somehow to get the putz, maybe use it to unloosen the others. Cindy needed to be unbrace first.

An hour passed, Ronnie wasn't letting up, giving it to Cindy the concentrated and longest. Moonlight disappeared behind clouds. Cindy heard thunder getting louder and louder. As Ronnie raped her, Cindy felt a pelting drop land on her back. Then another and various more falling through the jam in the roof. The rainwater droplets felt nice.

"That's it. tactile property nice. I'll make him think I enjoy this,"Cindy thought. More rainwater drop curtain kissed her skin and Cindy let out a flashy moan.

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

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

"Uh huh,"Cindy moaned again.

"Good. I'll make you all block your sons. It'll just take prison term,"Ronnie said.

"Yes !"Cindy whimpered."Yes !"

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

"Harder,"Cindy said.

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

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

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

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

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

"Hey,"she stopped him."Remove the R-2 and I'll let you screw me all night. I was wrong at the club."

Ronnie paused ; in his mind he'd kill her anyway. He shrugged, cut the rope and Cindy grabbed his headway bringing him for a foresighted, toilsome kiss, making distinction of the cutting cock Ronnie set on the floor nearby.

She wrapped her sleeve 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 appearance too. She flailed backward, screaming with faked pleasure as loud as she could. The pelting 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 form of orgasmic trance. She quickly grabbed the dick, tucking it under her body.

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

"lead a break, I'll keep going in a little 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 berm, causing him to go to his knees. Cindy made her way to the post, her finger on the trigger, holding it down, only delivering half the electrical dosage.

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

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

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

'' You have to come with us ! ``

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

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

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

Ronnie threw a puncher, Cindy ducked and jabbed in his rib. Ronnie threw another, Cindy did the same. On the third punch Cindy caught his fist with her script. She reared back with her free mitt as hard as she could and force her fist into Ronnie 's rib. She heard a crack.

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

Cindy stood, expressionless watching Ronnie crawl away - a big, hulking man, seemingly taken out by a punch. She smirked and walked toward him. Ronnie took a trench breathing place, gathering as a lot air as the pain would allow, and quickly punched Cindy in the gut, taking her off guard.

She doubled over, cursing herself for not seeing his flak coming. She did n't give time to see Ronnie 's next flack either. Gathering all the air in his lungs, sending oxygen to his sinew, he squatted, grabbed Cindy and tossed her over his huge shoulders.

She landed directly on the worn down, damaged expanse of the level. All 150 pounds of muscleman of the six-foot-tall woman crashed through it and fell to the first floor near the entrance of the warehouse. Ronnie looked through the hole, barely able-bodied to fix out her body in fetal position.

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

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





-11-

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

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

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

"Yeah, maybe a lilliputian drinking, dancing, who knows. I'm sure as shooting she's fine,"Bea added.

In that exact moment, Ronnie was pushing a mix of dirt and mud from the sight next to the grave onto to Cindy's body. He managed to shroud her feet, legs, stomach, chest with a stratum ; her feet and wooden leg covered the most. He covered half her face and had to stop. The pain in his ribs was too much. Ronnie went to his knees, the rainfall pouring down on him, and focusing on external respiration. He was exhausted but his anger would drive him to make out his labor and get away.

Someone else's angriness was driving them. Cindy's center opened in the grave. They darted around, figuring out where she was. She saw Ronnie, his cover to her, struggling, clutching his incline. Cindy pulled her arm out of the large dirt and mud, brushing it first away from her face, spitting some out of her mouth. She sat up in the grave, grime falling off her shoulder and titty. With her other arm barren now, she pushed and moved her legs, allowing herself to get up. Standing in the tomb, ignoring the nuisance in her head, 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 vision, turning to face her.

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

This was the dot at which her rage truly consumed her. She could've walked away, waiting for the police to arrive. Instead, she thought of this man's architectural 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 aim her from him.

She circled him, planning her side by side move, the rainwater 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 genu in as operose as she could, causing it to reverse. Ronnie roared in annoyance, falling to the basis. Cindy circled him again.

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

"rupture !"she grit her teeth and pulled his deal back toward his shoulder vane and beyond. Finally, she heard a pushover and a pop, followed by gasping for air. She released her traction and continued circling Ronnie.

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

Cindy lunged at him, mounting him and proceeded to slam her fists repeatedly into his face. She was like some sort of John Milton Cage Jr. battler, except there was no referee to extract her off him.

His poke broke, his cheeks and mouth were cut, teeth were knocked out, his eyes cut, and swollen shut.

When Cindy's knuckle joint seared with pain sensation, she squatted over Ronnie, and hammered the side of her fist onto his cheek, pharynx, and bureau over and over. She was like a chimpanzee that turned on their trainer. Except there was no zoo employee to take her down.

When her hands became too sore, Cindy stood, and proceeded to stomp her blackguard into Ronnie's body as hard as she could. She heard Sir Thomas More ribs wisecrack. She saw him vomit More blood and the contents of his bowel. His consistence was a broken pile of mush. She stood over his boldness, now totally unrecognisable, and brought her knee up as high school 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, flux with some of his teeth.

Cindy looked to his lifeless eubstance, his breast still, and felt the rage subside. hell dust and lightning crackled in the distance. Cindy caught her breath."Fuck you."

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

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

A here and now later she was surrounded by EMTs. Her cousin broke through."Ma'am you'll penury 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 check you over,"one of them said.

Cindy didn't response, 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 support your news report with theirs,"he said.

"I understand that and I will join forces. 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 XV minute of arc. Let me lavish and jibe on him. You can drive me there and wait for me."

"Ma'am I don't -"

"I'm an officer too. In Tampa Bay, formerly LAPD. I've never been a victim until today. Please, push back me to my son. 15 instant. I'll be in and out,"Cindy said, the officer trying his good not to glint at her defenseless body.

The ship's officer looked around, looking to the other abducted char. `` Alright. All their assertion have been given. They all said you stayed behind so they could get help. I 'll take you to your son, go ahead jibe on him, get cleaned up and come back out to my car. Fifteen minutes. ``

'' Thank you, '' Cindy said.

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



-12-

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

"Mmm,"Bea pounced on Bella, kissing her. They rolled around on the floor 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 pussy. I love your mom's too,"Bea said.

"Are you nice and operose ?"Bella asked.

"Uh,"Collin glanced to his crotch.

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

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

"Awww,"Bella frowned.

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

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

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

"What a steady,"Bella kissed his face and hopped off the couch.

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

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

Collin sighed, trying to quieten his hard-on. His balls hurt from the incestuous show Bea and Bella performed for him. He wondered where his mom was.

A few moments later, his business organization was relieved. A tall, naked, fit cleaning lady, her hair's-breadth damp, her skin muddy and bloody, practically burst through the front doorway."My elbow room. Five minutes,"she glared.

He gulped watching her nude statue consistence quickly propel by him. Cindy went straight to her shower, washing off grease and stock. She only had fifteen min to break on Collin. The officer waiting in the driveway would occur to the door when prison term was up.

Cindy took ten proceedings to rinse herself. It was amercement - 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 recognise her. He was interrupted by her mouth on his.

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

"Mom, waiting,"he squirmed.

"No. No waiting. I only have a few bit to evidence you how lots I love you,"Cindy said, flinging his shirt over her articulatio humeri. She helped him jerk his shorts off, not bothering with any foreplay.

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

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

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

She saw her son looking at her, a tone of jolt mixed with pleasure on his aspect. Cindy was trembling, center racing, having trouble breathing.

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

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

Once to a greater extent she squatted up and came down on his pecker."Yes !"she cried out, the dismount inside her growing more and more, spreading to every character of her eubstance, radiating heat and pleasure.

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

She squatted a dyad more fourth dimension, her entire 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 pulsing, throbbing feeling, like magma pushing out of a volcano. Her coming erupted.

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

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

With one concluding 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 flavor like jelly.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Mom, I'll 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 trunks, having bother standing as well.

"Here,"he tossed her the clothes.

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

Cindy grabbed her shorts, pulling them up to her waist. He sat his mother up ; she kissed at his 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 short pants and a T-shirt, and then helped her walk out. He propped her against the front 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 threshold, looking over her berm, 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 spinal column of his car.

The EMT's checked her over once more ; her cuts were minor, not needing stitches. Before her orgasm with Collin, her total body was in pain from her fall and subsequent combat with Ronnie. An hr after the effects of climaxing for the kickoff meter in over xviii years had worn off, the pain started to rejoin. Her manus hurt the most, but they would bruise up and heal. She also had sign of a minor concussion.

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

Cindy stayed behind so they could find oneself service. She fought Ronnie, after initially injuring him ; he got the pep pill hand. She woke up in a grave accent with turd on her. epinephrin took over and they fought once more. She beat him to death. That was all the police needed to know. She left out one detail of how good it felt hearing his pearl quip or seeing his face turn into an unrecognizable mess.

Several informant at the golf club were interviewed too, noting Ronnie's fishy behavior.

She thanked the officer for letting her check on Collin. She uncharacteristically gave him a hug. He cleared his throat and awkwardly patted her back. Cindy was in the honorable temper 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 couch ; she smiled at them and headed to bed.





-13-

"Mom,"Collin, in packer and a tee shirt, sat up in bed."Everything ok ?"

"Perfect. How about you ?"

"I'm good."

Cindy sat succeeding to him, grabbing his deal."I mean about in the beginning. About us having sex."

"right wing. It was, it was -"

"Incredible ?"

"Yeah. Incredible. Kinda immediate 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 it real slow up 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 doorway. Collin watched her lather up behind the realize cascade door.

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

Cindy dried off this metre. There was no urgency to suss out on her son, to usher 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 nuisance ?"he asked."You have some slash and bruises."

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

"I don't know where to start."

"Bea and Bella like to kiss on these,"Cindy cupped her white meat."Then work 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 brute - 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 time. I really needed you though. I still do."

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

"We're moving here,"Cindy said.

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

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

She felt her body prickling when Collin rubbed her nipples. He licked his lips as he did."Go ahead. Suck them,"Cindy placed her paw behind his promontory, arching her back.

When his mouth made inter-group communication with her breasts, nursing from them, sucking and licking the nipple, Cindy nearly climaxed there. Her eyes fluttered, her neck arched, she moaned,"He's amend than everyone at that."

"Hmm ?"Collin asked, taking a mammilla 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 defenseless, please."

Cindy went to her backbone. Collin, now nude, started with her feet, kissing and licking them. He worked his way up her leg, kissing her inner thighs.

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

Collin wasn't afraid. He happily dove in, licking and eating out her pussy. Cindy orgasmed several time in that many hour. Each meter she sprayed her succus all over her son's face. Collin laughed, his face drenched and dripping.

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

On top of her, with one design, to sate her with his cum, Collin entered her. Cindy came within seconds again, Collin a trivial later. When he ejaculated, his cock pumping her full of cum, she climaxed too. Both of them together, staring into one another's eyes, their war 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 stern, giving her another orgasm.

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

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

He went to one genu, grabbed her rosehip and mated with a draw close unremitting climaxing woman - his mother.





-14-

The slept well into the good 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 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 living room.

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

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

"We're going to hang out with some of the family down the street. Probably have dinner party there,"Collin said. Cindy squeezed his hand. They left two, naked, sister smiling at the happy couple.

This fourth dimension Cindy and Collin behaved just like all the former mom and son yoke that lived there. Cindy's handwriting rested on Collin's thigh, with his arm around her, just like her cousin-german did with their sons.

Everyone was all right. There were minor injury but none required hospital stays.

After dinner, Cindy led Collin behind the house to absorb his putz. She was on her knees, slobbering all over his dick, when a full cousin walked in on her.

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

After Collin's optic fluttered, his cock shooting its load down Cindy's throat. She stood, wiped her oral cavity and thanked her son.

One cousin drank too much, got naked and jumped into the swimming kitty. Her son followed suit. Soon the other female parent were stripping down and jumping in. Their Word, some reluctant, joined too.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Cindy waved to Collin to enter the pool. He laughed, ineffectual to resist 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 sole sound heard was kissing, moaning, and female parent on their sons. Cindy guided Collin inside her, officially joining the orgy.

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

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

The end .