Author 's Note : This is the concluding Policewomen chronicle. This is Cindy 's third tale in the series. She 's a woman unable to orgasm. You do n't have to read her inaugural two stories - where she tries cleaning lady, then ignominious men - but this one is her final attempt to cum. As with the early incest account in this series, this one is crimson. There aren't any detonation or gunfire like the others, but this babe of barbarity gets quite physical.



-1-

Ronnie sat alone in his apartment, naked, pumping his big black cock. He wasn't horny, he was angry. view of the countless Elwyn Brooks White women he and his buddy have had coursed through his mind. In the past tense year or so, affair changed. The amount of women throwing themselves at him decreased ; these women seemed to prefer someone else.

Ever since he moved to Charleston, he noticed Sir Thomas More and more strange happening. All the women that lived near him, who he saw regularly on the beach, didn't notification him much. They were hanging around younger, not as buff, and not as gigantically powerful as Ronnie, men - their sons.

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

session there jacking off, pleasuring himself for the first time in geezerhood, Ronnie thought about the near unceasing stream of sex he had daily. He thought about the hold out adult female he had sex with - Stephanie.

It was respective weeks ago. The blonde was walking with another woman and her son along the beach. Ronnie watched her hug the woman and buss her son so long. They departed and Stephanie continued her walk alone.

Ronnie couldn't remember what he said to her. Something about the conditions, something about her Bikini, maybe he introduced himself at that first 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 nighttime - it'd been quite a while since he had snatch. Not knowing when or if he'd get any again, he barely managed to successfully fuck her all night long.

Sucking on her boob, as his orgasm subsided ; Stephanie thanked him and stated she had to go. She informed Ronnie her son would be home soon from a scant, out-of-town trip. She didn't say she was her son's devotee, but the way she said it, made Ronnie realize she was using him just like she'd use a dildo as a masturbation technique. This woman wasn't becoming addicted to him, she wasn't going to depart anyone for him ; she wasn't going to indicate up the next night begging for his Black person peter like so many women before. She was already devoted and addicted to someone - her son.

Ronnie nodded and watched her leave-taking. It wasn't the nail in the casket. The death of his brother was.

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

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

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

*******

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

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

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

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

"mulct. Just need to still stress,"Cindy told a one-half truth.

Her instructor shrugged and greeted a few students for the next class. A few second later, Cindy stopped her boot, caught her breath, grabbed her bag, and left.

On the way home plate, after a prospicient day on her patrol route, then her kickboxing class, Cindy thought about how adept a shower would feel. Afterward, she'd set out her about nightly masturbation ritual. She would pick out from her immense collection of anal beads, dildos, and vibrators - all of varying sizing from small to massive.

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

She felt Collin was integral to an event she was having. In the shower, she rinsed off and lathered up her tired brawniness, moaning slightly when she held her breasts, running her quarter round over her set up nipples.

Cindy rubbed her clit thinking of the last climax she had - 18 year ago.

It was a rare, but possible, phenomena ; having an coming during childbirth. Cindy moaned a little louder thinking about it in the hot exhibitioner. She was pushing her child out, her mother and nanny cheering her on. She felt something building, tingle, and combustion, possibly due to her vagina being stretched out. She didn't know or care ; she simply recalled how honorable it felt, approaching two X ago.

She gave nascency, crying of joy and pleasure, her soundbox radiating orgasmic moving ridge after she delivered Collin. It was her first and last orgasm.

Her matrimony fell apart, psychiatrists didn't help, and Doctor didn't help as nothing physically wrongly with her was found.

The bit passed in the shower. Cindy's thoughts returned to her upcoming month. She rinsed her fuzz thinking of her and Collin traveling to Charleston, South Carolina for two reasons. One was a family 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 trip - not to see her relative, but to see her second reason.

Several minutes later, Cindy was on the telephone with her second reason.

"Rub that snatch,"her best champion, Bea, ordered."Think of me licking it, eating it. number 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 Saame area as Cindy's relatives."I can't postponement to worship your body."

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

Bea was helpful, or tried to be. A few twelvemonth ago she suggested Cindy try sex with women, hoping an orgasm would fall from it. Bea offered herself to her friend. Sadly, that didn't piece of work either. Since then, they've been roommate, 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 make 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 marvel cleaning woman in general visual aspect - Diana being the superhero's first name.

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

"wealthy person you met anyone down there ?"

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

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

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

There was a pause on the other line ; Cindy heard Bea's muffled vocalisation, talking to individual in the elbow 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 break or say no.

"Really ? That's your next suggestion ?"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 birth gave you an coming ; maybe that was a augury that he is the alone one that could."

"That's illegal, weirdo -"

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

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

In Bea's sleeping accommodation, she smiled at her raw 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 thigh resting against one another's pussies - almost nightly sisterly incest would ensue.

Cindy picked a large dildo to use. Normally she'd ride it, using it for a few 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 shimmy bear. As she drifted off to sleep, an image of Collin, shirtless flashed in her caput. She heard herself let out an orgasmic cry. She shook herself and sat up in bed. She rubbed her eyes and left her bedroom, tiptoeing naked to Collin's room.

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

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

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

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





-2-

The adjacent day Cindy responded to a domestic disturbance call at a drone park. She followed protocol and called for backup, waiting patiently for it to arrive. It happened to be the Captain of the precinct. When he arrived, they nodded to one another and walked toward the dawdler in question.

"We ain't hurtin'cypher !"a great, adiposis woman, wearing only a nightgown yelled at Cindy a few minutes later.

When she answered the door, it was well-heeled for the officeholder to smell the green goddess of marijuana. They asked if they could enter the household, a short, modest man only wearing boxers told his married woman to"let them in, we ain't got cipher to hide."

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

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

"You be careful with him !"his huge married woman 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 hollo all the way to the headwaiter's patrol car.

She broke rid of his adhesive friction and ran off, Cindy was close enough to lead her foot and trip the large piece of trailer park trash."Oops,"Cindy grinned, receiving a thank you from her Captain.

*******

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

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

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

"Aww, I'm sorry,"Bea apologized."Have you thought anymore of my newest 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, Lady Diana Frances Spencer. You're large,"Bea giggled on the former end.

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

"I know it's not pattern, but it'd be consensual. You two wouldn't be hurting anyone,"Bea said. Cindy's oculus widened, countersign from the cracker at the drone car park call that day rang in her ears.

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

"Like pot."

"Huh ?"

"We arrested a span today. They were smoking pot in their trailer. The married woman said something alike about smoking."

"Right. 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. We'd be hurting each other that way - guilt, disgrace over what we did."

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

They ended their cry a few moments later, Cindy cutting Bea off, thanking her, telling her she needs catch some Z's. Cindy rolled over, once again holding a vast dildo like a teddy bear. She wondered about Collin's receptivity to incest. She assumed he'd be sickened by it. Moving to her rachis, Cindy couldn't avail but think that she herself wouldn't be sickened by it. It'd be awry, horrible, tatty, but she wouldn't be grossed out by him.

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

"Any chance ?"Bella asked.

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

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

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

"Mmm,"Bella deeply kissed her baby."Can't wait 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 shower enveloping them.

*******

Ronnie unlocked and slid open a gravid threshold to an abandoned warehouse. He was able to make a deal with the property possessor, lying about his aim for renovating it for them to sell. He was surprised he pulled it off. He'd been eyeing the building for a while, driving by it, peeking in some of the office 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 complex, taking note of its insides. He walked up a steel staircase to the endorse trading floor. Ronnie surmised warehouse coach sat up there, overlooking the installation, long, long ago.

There was a prominent kettle of fish in the ceiling. Ronnie could see where rain poured in. There was water damage on the base of the second level overlook. He could see floor circuit card rotting away. Ronnie looked up through a hole in the ceiling next, fluffy, white swarm visible against the blue sky. He saw a snort's nest near the kettle of fish situated on a beam.

He whipped his cock out and casually stroked himself, thinking of his plan. He decided to bring the char to this second flooring overlook area. The office is where their cages would be. Ronnie thought about setting up a simple tabular array in the heart of the overlook. This would be where he would rape them. Standing against the railing, looking over the empty storage 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."ejaculate on !"she closed her eyes, grit her teeth, fucking the dildo as hard as she could.

She didn't care if she woke Collin."Come on !"she thought of an climax traveling through her eubstance. Nothing happened.

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

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

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

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

*******

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

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

'' fountainhead, yeah. I mean why would n't you be ? He 's your son and you 'd be crossing that line with him. I do n't see how it could be a 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 forefront on the other end of the call.

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


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

'' Wait ! I 've failed you two multiplication. Both of my hint for thing to try make failed. This is my third and final suggestion. I feel that if you and Collin become lover, not just mom and son, you will take in an sexual climax every time you two make dearest. He gave you one when he was born. ``

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

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

'' That sounded undecomposed, '' a raw Bella entered the room, after stepping out of the exhibitor, crawling onto the bed. `` But you and I are n't a distich. ``

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

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

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

Cindy sat on the edge of her bed, `` What if we became lovers ? No. This is pillock. 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 couplet Day 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 theatre, appearing to keep herself busy.

She was interfering at the kitchen cesspool scrubbing dishes frantically later in the day when Collin approached. Cindy heard a diffused `` hey '' followed by a lenify 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 busy on your day off, '' Collin asked.

'' I 'm ticket, '' Cindy lied, not turning to look her son.

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

Guilt overcame her for being shortstop with him. She turned around, `` Collin. ``

'' Hmm ? ``

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

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

Cindy played with his whisker, touched his brass, thinking how corking of a son he 's been. She stopped, assuming Bea 's proposition was messing with her mind.

'' There 's something I need to spill the beans to you about. Something about me, '' Cindy said.

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

'' Sort of. Nothing major or lifespan threatening. Frustrating if anything, '' Cindy smiled.

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

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

*******

Ronnie purchased several dog crate designed for large breed. He reasoned an adult woman would fit in them. It'd be cramped and horribly uncomfortable. He didn't attention. He would tie their articulatio radiocarpea together so they couldn't let themselves out.

The dog crate were lining the rachis paries of the woebegone office on the second gear storey. Ronnie positioned a table several foundation away from the door, directly under the orotund fix in the roof. He'd have his fun with them there, reminding them of what they are missing out on, what he can pop the question them.

Ronnie inspected the debile area in the floor, lightly stepping on it, observing how easy it gave away. He made certain to avoid the area, lest he wanted to fall through to the get-go floor.

His sick trivial area, where he would take mother and hold on them, hurt them, flow 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 infantry under her.

"Yes."

"Ok,"he waited."Well ?"

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

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

"Something wrong ?"he asked.

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

"Mom, are you sure zilch is wrong."

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

"Mom,"Collin placed his manus on hers.

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

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

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

"Again, it's naught life-threatening. But,"Cindy cleared her pharynx."I'm unable to, I haven't had, um, an climax. I'm unable to have one. You know what an -"

"Yes, yes I do, Mom,"Collin held up his bridge player."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 all right, I know. No penury to go into item. If you're a tribade, 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 thing. I've talk to Doctor of the Church, naught is physically wrong with me. I even met briefly with a shrink. I didn't like it, so I stopped. And, well, Bea and I became intimate, hoping that would do it. Nothing worked,"Cindy explained.

"Well, I don't know what to tell you. I'm sorry about your offspring with that poppycock though."

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

Collin cleared his pharynx, slightly uncomfortable with this conversation."That's a farseeing metre. I'm really sorry to get a line that."

"It was when I gave birth to you."

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

"It's rare, but apparently it's been known to happen - cleaning woman having an orgasm during childbearing. Bea has been trying to facilitate me, offering mesmerism, thing like that. She even,"Cindy gave a fake laugh."She even said you were the cause of the coming and maybe you'd be the lone person to turn over me one now."

"What did she imply ?"

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

"Did it ?"

"right field. Heh, did it."

"Oh,"Collin looked away nodding his head.

"She suggested that you and I have sex. That you were the key in giving me an orgasm. I think she was sot or something,"Cindy tried to make it sound like Bea wasn't dangerous, even though she was.

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

"I know. Real crazy."

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

"She wanted me to mean about it. I can't believe it, but I actually did. I guess that's what'll happen 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 ill-timed and crazy."

"Yep."

"Would you help out ? I mean, would you be willing 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 peach to you about it. In case you ever see me in a bad mood or acting strange or frantic, you'll know what's mostly likely on my mind."

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

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

An hour later, after various magnanimous chugs of vodka, Cindy stood in front man of her bathroom mirror in a matching black bra and thong. She smiled at herself and retrieved a pillowcase. She left her elbow room and headed to Collin's.

She knocked on the door a couple times. Collin opened it seeing a marvellous, muscular adult female with a pillowcase over her head.

"Well ?"Cindy asked."If I cover my face, would it make it promiscuous ?"

Collin laughed and pulled the case off her head.

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

"Mom, your look is just fine. It looks smashing,"he glanced at her body."All of you looks slap-up. You could extend for curiosity cleaning woman - just like Bea says."

"Thank you. Maybe we could just give ear out. ascertain a moving picture or something,"Cindy suggested, extending her arm.

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

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

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

"Collin,"Cindy smiled, touching his side."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 department."

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

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

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

"I mean, do you want me to ?"

Cindy sat up, her bridge player 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 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 room access."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 elbow room, Collin looking at her ass.

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

"Sorry,"he blushed."Goodnight."

*******

The next day Cindy was kicking the bag over and over again. This time it wasn't out of anger 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 climax problem. His reaction of not being thoroughly grossed out by Bea's trace, plus the looking he gave her when they said goodnight, made Cindy call back her son might actually think about the idea of incest. Her own thought process toward it, while still feeling it was incorrect and sick, viewed it more as a possible result - a discussion for her issue.

That day in Charleston, Ronnie was busy studying, watching the charwoman on the beach near his plate. As he suspected they were with their Son. He saw a group of brunettes, in their two-piece, with untried men, playing volleyball game, playing in the ocean, or sitting with each early. He heard a few of the guy rope call out"mom"here and there while addressing them. He saw an older brunet handing out sandwiches, in a maternally mode, to younger guys. They all had drear tomentum ; he presumed they were her nephews. He didn't know for sure, but he watched them all afternoon.

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





-5-

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

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

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

"Yeah, I guess."

"Our household too. It's been many years since I've seen them. I was kinda of scandalise 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 skinny with them I guess,"Collin closed his optic, enjoying his mother's massage.

"Oh by the way, I don't have subterraneous need 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 decent 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 take place ? How would it happen ?"

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

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

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

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

"That too. I don't know, maybe some form of romantic eve to see if it'd be too unearthly,"Collin added.

"Right. That's one option. Or we could be More fond with each former. Maybe some buss here and there,"She jabbed at his side.

"Ha, right."

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

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

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

"Whoa,"Collin held up his hand.

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

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

"If we had sex ? Well, I suppose,"Cindy took a deep intimation."It's so unseasonable 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 furious 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 adult female. If I didn't see you as my mother, maybe it wouldn't be too weird. I'd be helping this older fair sex out with this problem she has - or at least trying to help."

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

"Yeah, I kinda feel the Saami 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."

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

*******

Ronnie was at the club the next night, watching the Saami group of brunet moms. They were all dressed up, dance, drinking, enjoying a lady friend's Nox out. He was able-bodied to infer, by eavesdropping on their conversation from a nearby table, that they were baby. They were chattering on and on, mentioning various male name calling. 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 open her voice 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 phone in the Booth behind theirs.

He heard them mention a kinsperson 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 stick around back, in his car, long enough to park near their neighborhood. He was in a parking lot about a quarter stat mi away. He got out and walked.

In the bushes, with binoculars, Ronnie spied on the mother. He shook his head word, disgusted that they didn't even fold the blinds. Each theatre he spied on he watched them walk through the sign of the zodiac, not a care in the man, undressing as they made their way to a sleeping accommodation. The big, beautiful houses lit up one-by-one, female parent entering their sleeping accommodation, to take caution of their sons all night.

He could see a few couples fucking, a female parent on top, riding and bouncing on a dick. Ronnie snuck through the dark-skinned alleys between the beach nursing home. He heard tone down cries of pleasure coming from the inside. Ronnie was able-bodied to see into one's backyard pool area. One of the cleaning woman, the one who was drunk and talking loudly about her son, was on all foursome 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, ire building inside him. It wouldn't be long before he would charter these mothers from their son and show up them what they were missing. He tugged at his shaft and headed back to his car.





-6-

"Am I too heavy ?"Cindy asked the side by side night, in her pajama trunks 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 ‘ shape'or maybe what I've done to try to fix it or this totally incest melodic theme Bea suggested."

"Bea. So you and her ?"

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

"Ok, ok, I get it."

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

"You have toys ?"

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

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

"I have a couple of those too. Battery operated. Again, Collin, nothing worked,"Cindy's oculus lowered, her hand running over Collin's shirt-covered chest of drawers."I can't say you how many times -"she stopped.

"What ? How many times you what ?"

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

"Really ?"

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

Collin's mouth hung out-of-doors."O-ok."

"Sorry, too a good deal info again, right ?"

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

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

"Yeah, that."

"You can use the slang condition if you want. It's just me."

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

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

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

Collin complied, silently walking his mom to her bedroom door again. Cindy hugged him, kissing his cheek."It was nice spending More clip with you."

"Yeah it was."

"Collin ? Can I try something ?"

"Like what ?"

"Don't worry, nothing too scary."

"Uh ok, sure."

"ending your center. Don't headache,"Cindy said. Collin did as was told. Cindy paused a moment, looking to her son, a duo inches shorter than her. She took a trench breath and slowly kissed his lips. She closed her eyes, letting her mouth joystick to his. She felt her rachis prickling then ended the kiss.

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

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

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

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

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

After closing her bedchamber threshold, Cindy stripped naked, grabbed her speech sound 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 busy ? Sounds like it,"Cindy said.

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

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

"Oh ? Is he into the incest thought 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, thirdly time's the charm !"

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

"Ok,"Bea smiled."You have a right 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 lilliputian underground in individual,"Bea grinned.





-7-

It was the night before Cindy and Collin's repulse up to Confederate States Carolina from Florida. In her tank top and panty, she was lying on Collin's breast in his bed.

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

"Of course not. You mean for sex ?"

"In general, really."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"audio shuddery,"he joked.

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

"Yeah."

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

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

"I'd be afraid that once we cross that pedigree I wouldn't want those pattern things either,"Cindy admitted.

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

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

"Huh ?"

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

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

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

Collin shrugged.

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

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

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

"See ?"Cindy broke the candy kiss, holding Collin against her face, his rima oris 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 buss came one rightfulness after another. Before Cindy knew it, tongues were involved ; lapping against one another and licking lips.

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

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

Collin resumed kissing her, sliding his deal further north. His fingers touched component of her chest ; his mother moaned into his mouth.

"Do it,"she urged him.

Collin's hand covered a breast, squeezing softly, feeling the erect teat against his decoration."Yes,"Cindy broke the kiss, gasping for air.

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

She stopped him, rolling on top of him, flinging her shirt off and lowered her bosom to his aspect. 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 panty. She felt like she could recede herself with him. She felt like she could contribute her body to Collin every day.

She slid down his body, her boob coming out of his oral fissure, and kissed him harder than before. Cindy felt like he could easily arrive at her cum. She thought about why and how when her mobile phone phone ringing shook her binding to reality.

It rang several clock time before Cindy broke the buss, annoyingly grabbing her earphone. It was a cousin-german from Charleston, the one that invited her to the reunion.

"Hi, yes. Looking forward to it,"Cindy sat on the boundary of Collin's bed on her earphone."Huh uh. Sounds expectant. 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, rattling. 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 former tomorrow ; I better get some sleep."

Collin nodded, watching his topless mother pull up stakes his room. He lay down, his heart racing, trying to make sensation of what just happened.

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





-8-

Collin slept almost half the way there the following morning. As Cindy drove from their Tampa house, thinking about the event from the premature night, she'd coup d'oeil at him and smile.

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

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

"Not very."

"What does that signify ? Collin, are you a 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 last night,"Cindy said, changing the subject to the two of them."I thought it was really sweet and loving. I think we were headed to crossing a demarcation. Had I not got that sound song, we might have."

"Yeah."

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

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

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

Collin remained quiet.

"Did you enjoy last nighttime ? Our little academic term ?"

Collin nodded.

"Do you cerebrate you'd want to do it again ?"

He nodded once more.

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

"Huh ?"Collin looked over to his mother.

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

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

"Let me have sex. No pressure."

*******

Two bikini-clad women, one a short, dyed-red fuzz, and the other a taller blonde, greeted Cindy and Collin.

They led them inside after many hugs 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 couch."We're going to the store. We need stuff for dinner party tonight."

"Alright,"Collin smiled, following Bella.

The second the threshold 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 clothes, aligned her pussy up with Bea's and went at it as hard as she could. Bea was cumming in seconds.

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

Bella and Collin arrived an 60 minutes later from the computer storage. Bella sent a text to let them be intimate they were there, Bea's earpiece buzzing on the bedside mesa, signaling them to hold open it down some.

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

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

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

"Sure,"Collin answered.

Bella's muffled rallying cry were heard side by side as Bea and Collin walked out of the fencing, 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 assist her."

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

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

"help ?"

Bea climbed off his backrest, swimming to his battlefront, wrapping her legs around him in the water."Help her see how rough-cut 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 in a rattling life together."

Collin slowly nodded.

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

Bella and Cindy were sweaty and tired. Bella was lying in her arm, kissing Cindy's cheeseparing 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 party. 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 favorable 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 planetary 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 time of day or so, Cindy starting to melt, 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 alert, naked, waiting for her."We'll be quiet,"Bea said, approaching Cindy, guiding her to their bed, covering her in kisses.

Cindy moaned, arms extended, lying on her back, the two cleaning lady worshiping her body. They licked and kissed over every muscle. They worked their way up, each taking a breast to their lip. Cindy felt no itch to climax, but loved the aid from her friends.

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

"A little."

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

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

They kissed each early during their orgasms in try to repress their moan of pleasure.

"How long ?"Cindy asked.

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

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

The three adult female shared a passionate kiss."Are you two lovers ? A couple ?"Cindy asked.

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

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

"Yes, but you are his mom. I suspected a mother and son would need to be a couple up - I don't see how they couldn't be. It'd be far More intimate. Unless of course, you planned it out. He or you would go on to get married, only having sex when you can and won't get caught."

"Or you could impress 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 nighttime, Ronnie dug shallow graves outside of his rundown warehouse. He dug ten Steffi Graf, the stain piled next to each one. He had no approximation how many mothers he'd be able-bodied to abduct. He was assuming at to the lowest degree five.

The next day he would go hunting. almost of it would consist of more watching and following. But he would add his Tasers, his SUV would be cleaned out, making enough way for their bodies. He was unable to purchase a gun in a apropos fashion, so a baseball bat was brought along in guinea pig the Tasers malfunctioned or broke.

Ronnie removed his shirt, wiping sweat from his massive, mesomorphic dead body. He tugged his at his shaft again, thinking about fucking these women all nighttime - his psychosis fully setting in.





-9-

It was such a unusual event. Cindy did n't know what to make of her home at the reunion. Some of them, cousin-german, she had n't seen in yr. There was something very odd about them though. Collin picked up on it too.

There were no husbands. There were no men over the age of thirty. Early to mid-20s seemed to be the oldest age grasp, eighteen being the youngest. The fair sex, all brunette, all little than Cindy, were in their later 30s up to mid-40s. However, they all looked fabulous. No greyness tomentum, barely any obtrusive wrinkles. Their organic structure were in incredible configuration. They did n't liken to the Wonder Woman-like material body of Cindy, but they certainly had seaworthiness simulation or stripper bodies.

Everyone seemed too happy too. While she had n't seen many of them in years, they hugged her and Collin, pulling them in with the radical like it 'd been only days since they end saw their trump friend - Cindy. She was confused by it, smiling awkwardly, her and Collin hugging them back, not for sure what to remember. The males approached Collin, a couple of them had to re-introduce themselves to him ; it 'd been since he was a toddler since he saw a couple of them.

things got interesting later on. Cindy, always observing, apparently not enough to see Bea and Bella were lovers, noticed the mothers and sons behaved differently. It was subtle ; a hand placement here, a caress there, a hug or peck on the impertinence or lips. She noticed one of the mother 's sitting adjacent to her son, her hand on his second joint, 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 question about Collin and her plans, it made Cindy feel as though they were expecting her and Collin to be Sir Thomas More than mom and son. One son was holding his mom from behind, while she and Cindy talked. He kissed her head and left to grab a soda.

Cindy saw one of the mothers flirt with Collin. She had to conceal a laugh, seeing his unease at an former fair sex sitting on his lap asking about college plans while playing with his hair's-breadth. He did n't jazz where to put his workforce on his cousin. So he sat on them.

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

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

Cindy blushed, seeing him coup d'oeil over her eubstance. It was mildly out or keeping, but given the type of relatives she apparently had, she did n't mind as much.

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

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

'' Soooo ? '' Bea said, sitting next to Collin on the couch. `` How are thing 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 especial human relationship with their son. ``

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

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

"Huh ?"

The babe traded look, stood, and undressed. Collin's back talk hung open as they started kissing passionately.

*******

Ronnie watched the grouping of adult female, one of them he never saw before, sit and drink in the gimcrack night club. He had it all planned out. He'd carry them one-by-one, two at a clip if possible, pilling them up in his SUV, parked near the rise entrance. He watched the marvellous one, Cindy, thinking that he might have bother with her.

He waited and waited, his hazard finally paying off. He nabbed two of them at once. They got too stopping point to him. Ronnie wrapped his vast munition around them, pulling them out of the back door, his hands over their mouth. He punched them, then throwing them in the back of his SUV.

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

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

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

"No thanks,"she answered.

"You sure ?"

"I'm sure."

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

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

Ronnie sneered and followed.





-10-

Cindy fell to her knees, in an alley outside the club, feeling her dead body overtaken by electricity. She shook, her oculus rolled into the backrest of her head word, she drooled. The sole intellection on her mind was Collin.

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

She released her clutches around his throat and fell to her knee joint once more. She blacked out and convulsed on the priming coat, 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.

'' shucks, you 're heavy, '' he placed her in the pile of adult female in the book binding of his SUV.

Cindy woke up an hour later, her ankles and wrists leaping and tied. She was in a summation spot ; the only light source was moonlight shining down from a hollow in the roof on the other side of the office window.

Cindy counted six heavy dog crate. Four of them had cleaning lady, her cousins, crammed into them. Their wrists and ankles tied like Cindy's. There was an empty-bellied one that Cindy guessed she couldn't fit in. Another was empty too. Its inhabitant was outside the post, on the table, moonshine spark shining down on her, as huge, muscular black man raped her.

The wow shook Cindy from her grogginess. Each clock time Ronnie slammed his cock into her first cousin she screamed out.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ronnie entered her from behind, sliding his cock all the way in, stretching her out. Cindy remained still, letting him, ignoring the infliction. She observed a small-scale desk in the corner. She was capable to take a crap out persona of the desk falling off, rotting away. She saw a dark glob next to it - Ronnie's wearing apparel. The moonlight shining down assisted her with seeing R-2 next to his vesture, and something on the desk. It was small rectangular. She wondered if it was a tool of some kind for cutting rophy. As Ronnie raped her she thought of a design. She wanted to get over to the desk somehow to get the tool, maybe use it to loose the others. Cindy needed to be untied first.

An minute passed, Ronnie wasn't letting up, giving it to Cindy the hardest and longest. Moonlight disappeared behind swarm. Cindy heard thunder getting louder and louder. As Ronnie raped her, Cindy felt a rain drop domain on her spine. Then another and several more falling through the hole in the ceiling. The rain droplets felt nice.

"That's it. Feels decent. I'll make him guess I enjoy this,"Cindy sentiment. More rain dip kissed her skin and Cindy let out a loud moan.

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

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

"Uh huh,"Cindy moaned again.

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

"Yes !"Cindy whimpered."Yes !"

"Ah shit, that's it baby, feel that peter owning that pussy,"Ronnie grunted.

"Harder,"Cindy said.

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

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

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

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

"You want that rope loosened. I'll be right hand back,"Ronnie's turncock slid out of her yawn twat.

"Hey,"she stopped him."murder the ropes and I'll let you have it away me all night. I was wrong at the club."

Ronnie paused ; in his creative thinker he'd vote out her anyway. He shrugged, cut the Mexican valium and Cindy grabbed his forefront bringing him for a long, grueling kiss, making distinction of the cutting tool Ronnie set on the story nearby.

She wrapped her arms and branch 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 show too. She flailed backward, screaming with misrepresent joy as cheap as she could. The rain poured down on her, Ronnie watching what he thought was something he caused.

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

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

"take on a rupture, I'll hold on going in a picayune bit,"Ronnie said. Cindy reached his wearing apparel, feeling around in the darkened recession 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 jibe hit him. It landed in his shoulder, causing him to go to his knees. Cindy made her way to the bureau, her finger's breadth on the trigger, holding it down, only delivering half the electrical dosage.

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

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

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

'' You have to occur with us ! ``

'' uncovering help ; get habitation to your sons. I 'll handle him, '' Cindy squeezed her cousin 's berm. `` They love and need their mama, 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 biff, Cindy ducked and jabbed in his ribs. Ronnie threw another, Cindy did the Saame. On the tierce plug Cindy caught his fist with her hand. She reared back with her free hand as hard as she could and ram her fist into Ronnie 's ribs. She heard a crack.

The next auditory sensation Cindy heard was Ronnie bellowing in pain in the neck, then gasping for air, from his broken rib. He was on his 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 deep hint, gathering as much air as the pain in the neck would allow, and quickly punched Cindy in the gut, taking her off guard.

She doubled over, cursing herself for not seeing his plan of attack coming. She did n't have clock time to see Ronnie 's future attack either. Gathering all the air in his lungs, sending atomic number 8 to his muscle, he squatted, grabbed Cindy and tossed her over his immense shoulders.

She landed directly on the worn down, damage country of the floor. All 150 pound of muscle of the six-foot-tall adult female crashed through it and fell to the maiden flooring near the entering of the warehouse. Ronnie looked through the hole, barely able to make out her body in fetal position.

He fell to his knees once to a greater extent, in torment. `` I 'm going bury that cunt. ``

Ronnie, struggling to breath, limped down the steel steps. He grabbed his spadeful, then a hand wide-cut of Cindy 's whisker. `` Bury this bitch, '' he could barely whisper. He dragged her cut up and bruised, unconscious mind body out into the mud, toward the Robert Ranke Graves he dug earlier.





-11-

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

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

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

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

In that exact present moment, Ronnie was pushing a mixture of poop and mud from the pile next to the grave onto to Cindy's body. He managed to cover her metrical unit, legs, stomach, chest with a layer ; her metrical foot and legs covered the most. He covered half her face and had to stop. The botheration in his rib was too practically. Ronnie went to his knees, the rain pouring down on him, and focusing on breathing. He was exhausted but his angriness would get him to complete his task and get away.

Someone else's anger was driving them. Cindy's eye opened in the grave. They darted around, figuring out where she was. She saw Ronnie, his rear to her, struggling, clutching his face. Cindy pulled her arm out of the heavy dirt and mud, brushing it first away from her face, spitting some out of her lip. She sat up in the grave, shit falling off her shoulders and chest. With her early arm relieve now, she pushed and moved her legs, allowing herself to prove. Standing in the grave, ignoring the infliction in her brain, she stared at Ronnie.

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

"No !"he reached for the digger, swinging it at Cindy. She caught the decrepit swinging with her compensate hand and yanked the shovel away from him. She head-butted Ronnie in the face, causing him lurch and fall backward.

This was the decimal point at which her craze truly consumed her. She could've walked away, waiting for the police force to arrive. Instead, she thought of this man's plan to read her and others away from their sons. She didn't think about incest, or Collin possibly causing her to cum - she only thought about him being the person she loved most, and Ronnie was going to take her from him.

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

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

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

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

"No I haven't. Not yet !"Cindy kicked his knee in as severe as she could, causing it to reverse. Ronnie roared in bother, falling to the terra firma. Cindy circled him again.

He held his arm up, begging her to stop. Cindy reached down, grabbing his pull up stakes 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.

"pause !"she grit her teeth and pulled his helping hand back toward his shoulder vane and beyond. Finally, she heard a snap and a pop, followed by gasping for air. She released her clench and continued circling Ronnie.

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

Cindy lunged at him, mounting him and proceeded to slam dance her clenched fist repeatedly into his case. She was like some sort of coop fighter, except there was no ref to rip her off him.

His nose broke, his cheeks and sassing were cut, teeth were knocked out, his oculus cut, and puff up shut.

When Cindy's knuckles seared with pain in the ass, she squatted over Ronnie, and hammered the sides of her fists onto his boldness, throat, and pectus over and over. She was like a chimpanzee that turned on their trainer. Except there was no zoo employee to fill her down.

When her hands became too sore, Cindy stood, and proceeded to stomp her dog into Ronnie's body as hard as she could. She heard more ribs crack. She saw him throw up Sir Thomas More blood and the subject of his bowel. His body was a broken pile of mush. She stood over his face, now totally unrecognizable, and brought her knee up as high as she could. She slammed her foot down onto his fount with all her might. Cindy pulled her heel out of what remained of his face. Her and his blood covered it, mixed with some of his teeth.

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

She went to her articulatio genus, and then rolled to her book binding in the mud, exhausted. She heard femme fatale in the length. Cindy never shot anyone while on duty, never Tazered anyone, never had to use her baton, but that night in the pelting, she killed a man with her bare hands.

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

A minute later she was surrounded by EMTs. Her cousin-german broke through."Ma'am you'll need to stay put 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 jibe you over,"one of them said.

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

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

"I understand that and I will collaborate. 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 proceedings. Let me shower down and break on him. You can drive me there and time lag 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, drive me to my son. 15 minutes. I'll be in and out,"Cindy said, the officer trying his substantially not to glint at her naked body.

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

'' Thank you, '' Cindy said.

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



-12-

"Ah yes ! Yes !"Bea and Bella were in the middle of the animation elbow room floor, scissoring in front of Collin. His oral fissure overt as he watched the babe fuck.

"Mmm,"Bea pounced on Bella, kissing her. They rolled around on the floor for Collin. Their kissed ended and they sat succeeding 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 hard ?"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 tantalising, but Cindy should first, not us. Maybe we can after they get it on."

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

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

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

"Two cleaning lady, sisters, naked and wanting you to go near dipping. You'd rather wait for your female parent,"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 cool it his erection. His balls hurt from the incestuous show Bea and Bella performed for him. He wondered where his mom was.

A few present moment later, his concern was relieved. A improbable, naked, fit woman, her fuzz dampness, her skin muddy and bloody, practically burst through the straw man threshold."My elbow room. Five minutes,"she glared.

He gulped watching her nude consistence quickly move by him. Cindy went straight to her cascade, washing off stain and blood. She only had fifteen minute to mark on Collin. The officer waiting in the driveway would come to the door when meter was up.

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

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

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

"Mom, time lag,"he squirmed.

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

She pushed Collin on the bed before he could ill-use out of his shorts and boxers. Cindy mounted him, squatting over him, looking to his face. She didn't think about using her son to cum. The lone affair she thought of was how much 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 alkali of his erect putz, holding it to the entree of its soon-to-be home."I love you."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

A few bit passed, Cindy knew their clock 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 door."I have to go,"she said in between buss."I love you so much."

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

"I don't know if I can stick out. Or walk."

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

He wobbled over to her travelling bag, picking out a random top and drawers, having hassle 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 female parent up ; she kissed at his abdomen and chest while he assisted with putting her shirt on.

"When I get back, you're mine. I need you in me,"Cindy said. Collin nodded, pulling her to her animal foot. They kissed once to a greater extent, Cindy holding him tight.

He grabbed some drawers and a T-shirt, and then helped her walk out. He propped her against the forepart threshold, 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 joint, smiling at her lover. She blew her son a kiss, and grabbed the cop's arm. He gave her a looking and walked her to the back of his car.

The EMT's checked her over once more ; her track were minor, not needing stitches. Before her orgasm with Collin, her entire body was in painfulness from her crepuscule and subsequent fight with Ronnie. An time of day after the result of climaxing for the first time in over eighteen years had worn off, the pain in the neck started to come back. Her hired man hurt the most, but they would bruise up and heal. She also had mansion of a minor concussion.

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

Cindy stayed behind so they could find help. She fought Ronnie, after initially injuring him ; he got the upper berth hand. She woke up in a tomb with dirt on her. adrenaline took over and they fought once more. She beat him to destruction. That was all the constabulary needed to have it away. She left out one item of how good it felt hearing his bones fracture or seeing his face turn into an unrecognizable mess.

Several attestator at the gild were interviewed too, noting Ronnie's funny behavior.

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

When Cindy was dropped off by the military officer, she opened the nominal head room access, Bella and Bea were kissing on the lounge ; she smiled at them and headed to bed.





-13-

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

"Perfect. How about you ?"

"I'm good."

Cindy sat future 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 intend you and I could continue doing that ? Only if you want to of course."

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

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

Collin nodded.

"We can explore each early's bodies."

"Yes,"he nodded once more.

"Great,"Cindy kissed his cheek and made her way to the lav. She undressed without closing the threshold. Collin watched her lather up behind the cleared shower door.

"Wow,"his whispered, watching her handwriting track over her fit body and gravid breasts.

Cindy dried off this time. There was no urgency to jibe on her son, to evince 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 annoyance ?"he asked."You have some cuts and bruises."

"A concussion too. But I'll be amercement. smell barren to buss 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 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 level I may convulse you to those wolves - but I want you all to myself for a while."

Collin sat staring at her body.

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

Cindy moved his hands up her tone up 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 persist with our relatives some. Since they are all like this,"Cindy gestured to herself and Collin.

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

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

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

"I said you're honest 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 binding. Collin, now nude, started with her fundament, 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 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 kitty-cat. Cindy orgasmed several times in that many hour. Each clock time she sprayed her juices all over her son's fount. Collin laughed, his face drenched and dripping.

He licked his way over her pot, breasts, neck opening, finding her mouthpiece. She loved the appreciation of herself on his tongue.

On top of her, with one intent, to fulfil her with his seed, Collin entered her. Cindy came within seconds again, Collin a niggling later. When he ejaculated, his cock pumping her full of cum, she climaxed too. Both of them together, staring into one another's oculus, their rallying cry of pleasure heard throughout the house.

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

He paused when he entered her, running his hands all over her backbone. Cindy looked over her shoulder at him, another orgasm on the way. She didn't see the solution to her problem, she didn't see the one man that could micturate 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 snog along her back.

He went to one knee, grabbed her articulatio coxae and mated with a come on ceaseless 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.

They made dear 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 men, walking into the living room.

"fountainhead ?"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 hang out with some of the family down the street. Probably have dinner there,"Collin said. Cindy squeezed his script. They left two, naked, babe smiling at the happy couple.

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

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

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

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

After Collin's middle fluttered, his hammer shooting its load down Cindy's throat. She stood, wiped her mouth and thanked her son.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Uh oh, Collin, better come rescue your mom,"he called over his articulatio humeri."I might not pass on her back !"

Cindy waved to Collin to enroll the pool. He laughed, ineffectual to stand firm her, stripped and jumped in.

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

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

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

"I think we're going to hump life 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 .