Author 's Federal Reserve note : This is the concluding Policewomen narration. This is Cindy 's thirdly history in the serial publication. She 's a woman unable to orgasm. You do n't have to read her first two stories - where she tries cleaning lady, then Negroid men - but this one is her net attempt to cum. As with the other incest tarradiddle in this serial publication, this one is violent. There aren't any explosions or gunfire like the others, but this babe of brutality gets quite physical.



-1-

Ronnie sat alone in his flat, raw, pumping his big sinister cock. He wasn't horny, he was furious. mentation of the innumerable white women he and his brother have had coursed through his mind. In the past twelvemonth or so, things changed. The sum of money of fair sex throwing themselves at him decreased ; these women seemed to prefer mortal else.

Ever since he moved to Charleston, he noticed Sir Thomas More and more strange occurrent. All the women that lived near him, who he saw regularly on the beach, didn't notice him much. They were hanging around untried, 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. cleaning woman after woman politely declined, instead opting to dance with another guy. Ronnie saw the resemblance ; he figured it out.

posing there jacking off, pleasuring himself for the first metre in long time, Ronnie thought about the cheeseparing constant current of sex he had daily. He thought about the last fair sex he had sex with - Stephanie.

It was several hebdomad ago. The blonde 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 walkway alone.

Ronnie couldn't recall what he said to her. Something about the weather condition, something about her Bikini, maybe he introduced himself at that first of all get together. 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 wield his staying power for the Nox - it'd been quite a while since he had pussy. Not knowing when or if he'd get any again, he barely managed to successfully have it away her all nighttime long.

Sucking on her nipple, as his sexual climax subsided ; Stephanie thanked him and stated she had to go. She informed Ronnie her son would be home soon from a short, out-of-town trip. She didn't say she was her son's lover, but the way she said it, made Ronnie see she was using him just like she'd use a dildo as a masturbation technique. This char wasn't becoming addicted to him, she wasn't going to go forth anyone for him ; she wasn't going to show up the next night begging for his pitch-dark cock like so many charwoman before. She was already devoted and addicted to someone - her son.

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

His sidekick Rodney was experiencing a similar phenomenon in Miami - his horse barn of adult female was drying up, moving away, showing no real involvement 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 apartments were filled with interchangeable women. That, too, decreased. Rodney died in a car crash attempting to abduct one of the char he enjoyed most.

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

*******

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

"Cindy,"her kickboxing instructor interrupted her, over an minute after course of study ended."Go dwelling house,"he looked upward at the near six substructure tall brunette.

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

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

"Fine. Just need to free stress,"Cindy told a one-half truth.

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

On the way house, after a long day on her patrol itinerary, then her kickboxing family, Cindy thought about how good a shower would sense. Afterward, she'd set about her draw close nightly masturbation rite. She would prefer from her huge collection of anal beads, dildos, and vibrators - all of varying sizes from small to massive.

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

She felt Collin was integral to an outcome she was having. In the rain shower, she rinsed off and lathered up her tired muscles, moaning slightly when she held her boob, running her pollex over her raise nipples.

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

It was a rare, but possible, phenomena ; having an climax during childbirth. Cindy moaned a piddling louder thinking about it in the hot shower. She was pushing her baby out, her female parent and nurse cheering her on. She felt something building, tingling, and burning at the stake, 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 nativity, vociferation of joy and delight, her body radiating orgasmic waves after she delivered Collin. It was her first and finale orgasm.

Her marriage fell apart, head-shrinker didn't assistance, and medico didn't help as nix physically wrong with her was found.

The moment passed in the shower. Cindy's idea returned to her upcoming month. She rinsed her hair thinking of her and Collin traveling to Charleston, South Carolina for two reasonableness. One was a family reunion she agreed to go to. She hardly ever saw those cousins, rarely ever sending wit 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 congeneric, but to see her second reason.

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

"Rub that snatch,"her estimable Quaker, Bea, ordered."Think of me licking it, eating it. number on !"

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

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

"Mmm,"Cindy rubbed her clitoris faster. It felt groovy, 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 come from it. Bea offered herself to her champion. Sadly, that didn't body of work either. Since then, they've been roomy, having daily sex up until Bea moved to Charleston earlier in the year. Cindy was sad to see her go, but knew deep down, her friend, no one, could 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 curiosity char in general visual aspect - Diana being the superhero's first name.

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

"I think about the one coming I had. Try to retrieve 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 early business ; Cindy heard Bea's muffled spokesperson, talking to someone in the way. There was giggling, Cindy assumed it was Bea's sister.

"What about Collin ?"Bea asked.

"What about him ?"

"Well, his nascence caused you to culminate. What if you had sex with him ? Maybe you would culminate 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 birthing to him, maybe it's not just his birthing that's key, maybe he himself is the key."

"Bea, that's -"


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

"That's illegal, unbalanced -"

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

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

In Bea's sleeping accommodation, she smiled at her raw 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 second joint 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 hr, but Bea's suggestion 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 image of Collin, shirtless flashed in her head. She heard herself let out an orgasmic cry. She shook herself and sat up in bed. She rubbed her eyes and left her bedroom, tiptoeing naked to Collin's room.

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

Cindy, on her way back to her bedchamber, couldn't supporter but think Bea might be on to something - something wrong and wayward, but something indeed. Maybe not only was Collin's birth key, but he himself was.

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

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





-2-

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

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

When she answered the threshold, it was light for the officer to smell the weed of marijuana. They asked if they could record the home base, a suddenly, humble man only wearing pugilist told his wife to"let them in, we ain't got nothing to hide."

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

Cindy pointed it out and an argumentation followed. The captain handcuffed the woman. Her short married man charged at Cindy. She squatted, caught, and then slammed him to his back, knocking the air out of him.

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

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

She broke free of his grip and ran off, Cindy was close enough to gallop her foot and trip the gravid objet d'art of laggard park crank."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 utmost climax during Collin's nativity. She was on the phone with Bea who just came off an orgasm herself. Cindy waited for Bea to trance her breath.

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

"Sure,"Cindy licked the tip of the dildo of her purulent juice 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 gravid,"Bea giggled on the early 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 convention, but it'd be consensual. You two wouldn't be hurting anyone,"Bea said. Cindy's heart widened, words from the redneck at the trailer Park call that day skirt 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 duo today. They were smoking pot in their trailer. The wife said something similar about smoking."

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

"Yeah."

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

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

"Not unless you talk to him first, severalize him your situation, ask if he can help oneself. Who knows ? He may be interested. 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 sleep. Cindy rolled over, once again holding a huge dildo like a teddy bear. She wondered about Collin's openness to incest. She assumed he'd be sickened by it. Moving to her dorsum, Cindy couldn't help but think that she herself wouldn't be sickened by it. It'd be wrong, horrible, garish, but she wouldn't be grossed out by him.

After their birdsong, Bea entered the shower bath, 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 kinsperson reunion, things will occur,"Bella said.

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

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

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

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

*******

Ronnie unlocked and slid spread out a turgid doorway to an abandoned warehouse. He was able to spend a penny a deal with the property owners, lying about his intentions for renovating it for them to sell. He was surprised he pulled it off. He'd been eyeing the building for a while, driving by it, peeking in some of the office windows that weren't boarded up. The warehouse itself was just outdoors of town, not far from creek and marshlands.

He tugged at his big fateful prick, walking around the complex, taking line of its insides. He walked up a steel staircase to the second floor. Ronnie surmised storage warehouse managers sat up there, overlooking the facility, long, long ago.

There was a expectant mess in the roof. Ronnie could see where rainwater poured in. There was H2O damage on the floor of the indorse account overlook. He could see flooring boards rotting away. Ronnie looked up through a golf hole in the ceiling next, downy, clean clouds visible against the down sky. He saw a raspberry's nest near the mess situated on a beam.

He whipped his cock out and casually stroked himself, thinking of his programme. He decided to bring the char to this second base overlook area. The part is where their cages would be. Ronnie thought about setting up a unproblematic table in the middle of the overlook. This would be where he would plunder them. Standing against the railing, looking over the empty warehouse, Ronnie decided when he was done, this would be where he would hang them, one-by-one, with his belt.





-3-

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

She didn't care if she woke Collin."seed on !"she thought of an orgasm traveling through her physical structure. nil happened.

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

That led to exclusive thought. Collin on top of her ; his cock plunging in and out of her instead of the dildo. Cindy's eye's shot loose, she stopped fucking herself. For a schism sec she thought she felt something - something unbelievable brought on by thoughts of her son.

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

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

*******

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

'' Ha ! A couple ? kickoff 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 furrow with him. I do n't see how it could be a one-time thing. 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 former end of the call.

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


'' That 's decent. I need to go. We 'll tattle later. ``

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

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

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

'' That sounded good, '' a naked Bella entered the room, after stepping out of the exhibitor, 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 entire idea from Bea had been swimming in her head since she brought it up. `` What if it was consensual ? No one would roll in the hay. 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 justly ? What if Collin gives me an coming from sex for the first clock time ? ``

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

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

*******

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

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

She was meddling at the kitchen sink scrubbing lulu frantically later in the day when Collin approached. Cindy heard a soft `` hey '' followed by a entitle manus on her shoulder.

'' Oh, hi, '' Cindy glanced over her articulatio humeri to her son, a dyad inches shorter than her.

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

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

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

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

'' Hmm ? ``

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

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

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

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

'' Something faulty ? '' Collin asked with a look of vexation on his face.

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

'' Oh. Uh, well, for certain, you can babble to me about whatever you want. ``

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

*******

Ronnie purchased respective dog crates designed for large stock. He reasoned an adult woman would fit in them. It'd be cramped and horribly uncomfortable. He didn't guardianship. He would tie their wrists together so they couldn't let themselves out.

The dog crate were lining the support paries of the derelict office on the indorse storey. Ronnie positioned a prorogue various feet away from the door, directly under the large muddle in the roof. He'd bear his fun with them there, reminding them of what they are missing out on, what he can offer them.

Ronnie inspected the feeble country in the floor, lightly stepping on it, observing how well-off it gave away. He made sure to deflect the area, lest he wanted to shine through to the first floor.

His sick of short country, where he would take female parent and preserve them, hurt them, hang them, then bury them was turning out quite nicely.





-4-

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

"Yes."

"Ok,"he waited."Well ?"

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

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

"Something wrong ?"he asked.

"I want, or indigence, to utter to you about something I've been going through my unanimous life. Only a brace Dr. and Bea and Bella know about it."

"Mom, are you indisputable nothing is wrong."

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

"Mom,"Collin placed his hand on hers.

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

"We're both adult now. You're eighteen, you know how the shuttlecock 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 pharynx."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 imbecile. You know when Bea and Bella lived with us before they moved to Charleston, you know they shared a bed with me."

"It's hunky-dory, I know. No need to go into details. If you're a gay woman, it's fine, really,"Collin said.

"No, no I'm not. I mean, I don't think I am. What I'm getting at is, I was trying different affair. I've talk to doctor, aught is physically incorrect with me. I even met briefly with a shrink. I didn't like it, so I stopped. And, well, Bea and I became intimate, hoping that would do it. Nothing worked,"Cindy explained.

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

"It's very well. 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 picayune over 18 years ago."

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

"It was when I gave nascence to you."

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

"It's rare, but apparently it's been known to happen - adult female having an coming during accouchement. Bea has been trying to help me, offering suggestions, things like that. She even,"Cindy gave a falsify laugh."She even said you were the grounds of the orgasm and maybe you'd be the exclusively soul to establish me one now."

"What did she entail ?"

"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 hand. 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 make it sound like Bea wasn't serious, even though she was.

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

"I know. Real crazy."

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

"She wanted me to think about it. I can't believe it, but I actually did. I guess that's what'll pass after XVIII 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 amiss and crazy."

"Yep."

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

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

Cindy nodded, her eyes lowered."Alright. I just wanted to mouth to you about it. In case you ever see me in a bad mode or acting foreign 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 several orotund chugs of vodka, Cindy stood in battlefront of her bath mirror in a matching smuggled bra and thong. She smiled at herself and retrieved a pillow slip. She left her way and headed to Collin's.

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

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

Collin laughed and pulled the pillowcase off her head.

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

"Mom, your expression is just fine. It looks gravid,"he glanced at her body."All of you looks great. You could pass for curiosity womanhood - just like Bea says."

"Thank you. Maybe we could just hang out. Watch 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 pic ended, empty cartons of ice cream next to them, Collin spoke up.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I mean, do you require me to ?"

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

He smiled, unsure of what to say. He held her for a few More minute of arc. 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 hunky-dory, Mom. I love you too,"they ended their hug, Cindy kissing on the cheek.

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

Cindy hooked her thumbs in her G-string to rend 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 felicity. She felt like a weight had been lifted by telling Collin of her sexual climax problem. His reaction of not being thoroughly grossed out by Bea's suggestion, plus the look he gave her when they said goodnight, made Cindy think her son might actually hold the idea of incest. Her own view toward it, while still feeling it was incorrectly and sick, viewed it more as a potentiality resolution - a treatment for her issue.

That day in Charleston, Ronnie was busybodied studying, watching the women on the beach near his house. As he suspected they were with their boy. He saw a chemical group of brunette, in their bikinis, with younger men, playing volleyball, playing in the sea, or sitting with each early. He heard a few of the guys call out"mom"here and there while addressing them. He saw an older brunette handing out sandwiches, in a motherly mode, to immature guy wire. They all had sullen hair ; he presumed they were her nephews. He didn't know for indisputable, but he watched them all afternoon.

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





-5-

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

"Nah, Mom, tactile property fine,"he answered.

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

"Yeah, I guess."

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

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

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

"Huh ?"

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

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

"You got it. Have you thought Thomas 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 befall ?"

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

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

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

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

"That too. I don't know, maybe some sort of romantic even to see if it'd be too weird,"Collin added.

"Right. That's one option. Or we could be More affectionate with each other. Maybe some candy kiss here and there,"She jabbed at his side.

"Ha, right."

"It's a lot to reckon 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 test. They have found nothing wrong with my component part down there. Everything works normally, nothing strange. So it must be something in my point. When I gave parentage to you, maybe I was so overjoyed to see you, my creative thinker allowed me to have 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 a lot graphical 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 hint."It's so ill-timed and freakish. 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 detest you, Mom."

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

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

"Me neither. How would you feel if you and I had sex ? Would you sense tempestuous 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 female parent, maybe it wouldn't be too weird. I'd be helping this older woman out with this trouble she has - or at least trying to help."

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

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

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

Collin laughed,"You aren't 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 nighttime, watching the Saame chemical group of brunette mama. They were all dressed up, dancing, crapulence, enjoying a girl's night out. He was able to deduce, by eavesdropping on their conversation from a nearby board, that they were Sister. They were chattering on and on, mentioning respective male names. One of them said"my son,"“ your son,"and so on, followed by talk of sex acts. One of them shushed another, telling her to keep her voice down. They bickered a bit, one of them was drunk, stating no one was paying aid or listening to her. She was wrong, Ronnie picked up on about of their conversation, pretending to be playing on his speech sound in the cubicle behind theirs.

He heard them mention a category 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 quell back, in his car, long enough to park near their region. He was in a parking lot about a quarter mile away. He got out and walked.

In the bushes, with binoculars, Ronnie spied on the mothers. He shook his head, disgusted that they didn't even close the blind. Each house he spied on he watched them walk through the star sign, not a care in the world, undressing as they made their way to a bedchamber. The big, beautiful house lit up one-by-one, mothers entering their chamber, to take care of their boy all night.

He could see a few yoke fucking, a mother on top, riding and bouncing on a dick. Ronnie snuck through the dark skittle alley between the beach homes. He heard dampen cries of pleasance coming from the inside. Ronnie was able to see into one's backyard pool area. One of the fair sex, the one who was drunk and talking loudly about her son, was on all quaternary in the shallow end of the syndicate. She was getting fucked from behind by, Ronnie assumed, the son she was talking about. He watched the cleaning lady climax, anger construction inside him. It wouldn't be long before he would subscribe these mothers from their Son and show them what they were missing. He tugged at his dick and headed back to his car.





-6-

"Am I too heavy ?"Cindy asked the future night, in her pajama trunks and storage tank top, straddling Collin on the couch.

"Nah, you're good."

"Do you have any questions for me ?"

"About your condition ?"

"Anything really. The ‘ circumstance'or maybe what I've done to try to fix it or this whole incest estimation 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 heading."She tried to assist me every single night. All night."

"Ok, ok, I get it."

"Bella too. Both them, they,"Cindy thought about all those nights Bea and Bella worshiped her consistence, each sucking a breast, kissing down to her puss."They tried to avail me. Nothing we did worked. No toys worked either."

"You have toys ?"

"Sex toys, yes. I have a gravid 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, nil worked,"Cindy's eyes lowered, her script running over Collin's shirt-covered bureau."I can't recite you how many times -"she stopped.

"What ? How many times you what ?"

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

"Really ?"

"I do it almost every night, Collin. I know it's pointless. I know it won't work, but in the vertebral 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 open."O-ok."

"Sorry, too much 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 oculus again."To cum ?"

"Yeah, that."

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

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

"I've all but given up. Stopped dating, only play with myself with my fingers or my toy dog. I'll have 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 female parent smiled, getting off him, extending her hand.

Collin complied, silently walking his mom to her bedchamber door again. Cindy hugged him, kissing his cheek."It was skillful spending more than fourth dimension with you."

"Yeah it was."

"Collin ? Can I try something ?"

"Like what ?"

"Don't headache, nix too scary."

"Uh ok, sure."

"Close your eyes. Don't worry,"Cindy said. Collin did as was told. Cindy paused a moment, looking to her son, a span inches scant than her. She took a abstruse breath and slowly kissed his lips. She closed her centre, letting her lips stick to his. She felt her prickle quiver then ended the kiss.

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

Collin's middle fluttered afford."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 outstanding. Very nice."

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

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

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

"You in use ? Sounds like it,"Cindy said.

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

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

"Oh ? Is he into the incest melodic 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, third gear time's the charm !"

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

"Ok,"Bea smiled."You have a good dark. I have a limited 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 sugariness sis, we will show her our footling secret in person,"Bea grinned.





-7-

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

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

"Of course not. You mean for sex ?"

"In ecumenical, 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 little coloured though."

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

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

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

"audio scary,"he joked.

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

"Yeah."

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

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

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

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

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

"Huh ?"

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

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

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

Collin shrugged.

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

Collin took a deep breathing place, looking to her lips, her shut down eyes, then down to her pectus, watching it go up and down with each intimation. 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 pressing. She pulled him in, their lips pressed firmly against one another's now. They were forgetting to take a breath out of their noses.

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

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

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

Collin placed a hand on her tummy, continuing to snog her. His hired hand slid under her armoured combat vehicle top, resting on her abs. Cindy moaned, grabbing his header with both custody, thoroughly making out with him.

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

Collin resumed kissing her, sliding his hand further magnetic north. His finger touched piece of her breast ; his mother moaned into his mouth.

"Do it,"she urged him.

Collin's deal covered a breast, squeezing softly, feeling the erect nipple against his medal."Yes,"Cindy broke the kiss, gasping for air.

Collin kissed at her neck next. Cindy turned her head teacher to the face, her body tingling all over, as Collin massaged a breast. 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 knocker to his face. Collin's manus 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 organic structure to Collin every day.

She slid down his torso, her titty coming out of his backtalk, and kissed him arduous than before. Cindy felt like he could easily make her cum. She thought about why and how when her cellphone phone ringing shook her back to reality.

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

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

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

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

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

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





-8-

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

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

"So, state me, how experienced are you ?"Cindy asked, ten instant into the drive after breakfast.

"Not very."

"What does that have in mind ? Collin, are you a Virgin ? Have you played around ?"his female parent asked.

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

"I really enjoyed go night,"Cindy said, changing the subject to the two of them."I thought it was really sweet and loving. I think we were headed to crossing a line. Had I not got that earpiece call, we might have."

"Yeah."

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

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

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

Collin remained quiet.

"Did you delight last Night ? Our footling school term ?"

Collin nodded.

"Do you recall you'd deprivation to do it again ?"

He nodded once more.

Cindy smiled, driving along."Well, if you want we can see how far it goes. opportunity 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 act as with me instead."

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

"Let me make love. No pressure."

*******

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

They led them inside after many hugs and candy kiss. 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 poppycock for dinner tonight."

"Alright,"Collin smiled, following Bella.

The second the door closed, Bea lunged at Cindy straddling her, kissing her, ripping off her own bikini top. They said nothing, Cindy standing, taking the little woman to bed. She slammed her down, tore off her clothes, aligned her pussy up with Bea's and went at it as hard as she could. Bea was cumming in seconds.

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

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

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

Bea emerged an time of day later in her Bikini. She jumped into the pool, swimming to her sister."You're bend,"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 shout were heard future 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 system."We've been trying to help her."

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

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

"assistance ?"

Bea climbed off his back, swimming to his movement, wrapping her branch around him in the water."assistant her see how usual and how wonderful incest is."

Collin was confused.

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

Collin slowly nodded.

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

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

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

"There's something we need to utter 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 dwelling, talked about how friendly the neighborhood is. Bea didn't live far from the kinsfolk reunion Cindy and Collin were attending the side by side day.

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

Collin fell asleep in her arms. She held him on the couch, savoring his warmth. After an hr or so, Cindy starting to fade, she walked Collin to bed before she herself fell asleep.

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

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

Cindy moaned, implements of war extended, lying on her back, the two women worshiping her dead 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 attending from her friends.

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

"A little."

The Sister smiled at one another, their lips touching, which led to verbalize opening, and tongues invading. Cindy watched them kiss, fondle, fondle one another. Finally, they 69'd, Cindy's cunt dripping wet while watching them.

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

They kissed each early during their orgasms in attack to damp their groan of pleasure.

"How long ?"Cindy asked.

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

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

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

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

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

"Yes, but you are his mom. I suspected a mother and son would want to be a couple - I don't see how they couldn't be. It'd be far more intimate. Unless of class, 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 chest, bringing it to her sass."Maybe."

*******

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

The side by side day he would go hunting. near of it would consist of more watching and following. But he would work his Tasers, his SUV would be cleaned out, making enough elbow room for their bodies. He was unable to purchase a gun in a timely manner, so a baseball bat was brought along in case the Tasers malfunctioned or broke.

Ronnie removed his shirt, wiping sweat from his monumental, muscular body. He tugged his at his dick again, thinking about fucking these women all dark - his psychosis fully setting in.





-9-

It was such a unknown event. Cindy did n't know what to make of her fellowship at the reunion. Some of them, cousins, she had n't seen in class. 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. betimes to mid-20s seemed to be the oldest age range, xviii being the untested. The women, all brunet, all shorter than Cindy, were in their late 30s up to mid-40s. However, they all looked mythologic. No gray hair, barely any detectable wrinkles. Their body were in unbelievable shape. They did n't equate to the Wonder Woman-like flesh of Cindy, but they certainly had fitness model or stripper well bodies.

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

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

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

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

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

His female parent 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 heed as much.

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

Cindy brought a dress just in subject. A 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 things with your mom ? ``

'' Uh, fine. ``

'' We saw the way you looked at her, or barely looked at her, when she left. I 'm guessing all the mommies at the reunion have very special human relationship with their sons. ``

'' 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 baby traded looks, stood, and disinvest. Collin's backtalk hung opened as they started kissing passionately.

*******

Ronnie watched the group of women, one of them he never saw before, sit and drink in the loud nighttime club. He had it all planned out. He'd take them one-by-one, two at a prison term if possible, pilling them up in his SUV, parked near the seat entranceway. He watched the tallest one, Cindy, thinking that he might deliver trouble with her.

He waited and waited, his circumstances finally paying off. He nabbed two of them at once. They got too close to him. Ronnie wrapped his immense arm around them, pulling them out of the back threshold, his deal over their mouths. He punched them, then throwing them in the cover of his SUV.

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

He waited and used his Taser on the one-quarter and fifth womanhood when they came outside together. Ronnie snuck back in via the back room access and found the sixth and final exam woman, sitting alone, wondering if her full cousin was ok. They told her they'd be right back.

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

"No thanks,"she answered.

"You sure ?"

"I'm sure."

Ronnie tugged at his putz through his short pants."Aww, come on."

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

Ronnie sneered and followed.





-10-

Cindy fell to her knees, in an bowling alley outside the baseball club, feeling her soundbox overtaken by electricity. She shook, her eyes rolled into the back of her head word, she drooled. The merely thought on her intellect was Collin.

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

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

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

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

'' Damn, you 're fleshy, '' he placed her in the cumulus of adult female in the rachis of his SUV.

Cindy woke up an hour later, her ankles and carpus bound and tied. She was in a summing up office ; the lonesome light source was moonlight shining down from a pickle in the roof on the other side of the agency window.

Cindy counted six large dog crate. Four of them had womanhood, her full cousin, crammed into them. Their articulatio radiocarpea and ankles tied like Cindy's. There was an empty one that Cindy guessed she couldn't fit in. Another was empty-bellied too. Its inhabitant was outside the office, on the board, Moon igniter shining down on her, as huge, muscular black man raped her.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ronnie entered her from rear end, sliding his prick 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-bodied to make out persona of the desk falling off, rotting away. She saw a dark clustering next to it - Ronnie's apparel. The moonlight shining down assisted her with seeing rope next to his vesture, and something on the desk. It was small rectangular. She wondered if it was a tool of some sort for cutting rope. As Ronnie raped her she thought of a plan. She wanted to get over to the desk somehow to get the creature, maybe use it to free the others. Cindy needed to be unfettered first.

An hour passed, Ronnie wasn't letting up, giving it to Cindy the hardest and retentive. moonlight disappeared behind cloud. Cindy heard skag getting louder and louder. As Ronnie raped her, Cindy felt a rain bead terra firma on her back. Then another and several more falling through the hole in the roof. The rainwater droplets felt nice.

"That's it. tactile property skillful. I'll make him think I enjoy this,"Cindy view. Thomas More rain drop cloth kissed her skin and Cindy let out a brassy moan.

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

"You like it, crab ?"Ronnie asked, sweat and now rain drop-off falling from him.

"Uh huh,"Cindy moaned again.

"commodity. I'll make you all blank out your sons. It'll just take time,"Ronnie said.

"Yes !"Cindy whimpered."Yes !"

"Ah shit, that's it baby, feel that dick owning that twat,"Ronnie grunted.

"Harder,"Cindy said.

"You want it arduous ? You got it,"Ronnie flipped her onto her cover. pelting pouring in now.

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

He went on for ten more arcminute, thrusting in and out of her. Her puss 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 decently back,"Ronnie's cock slid out of her gaping slit.

"Hey,"she stopped him."murder the circle and I'll let you sleep together me all nighttime. I was wrong at the club."

Ronnie paused ; in his mind he'd pop her anyway. He shrugged, cut the rophy and Cindy grabbed his head bringing him for a farsighted, surd kiss, making note of the cutting tool Ronnie set on the floor nearby.

She wrapped her arms and ramification around him and he reentered her. They kissed while he bounced her up and down, the rainfall 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 counterfeit pleasure as loud as she could. The rainfall poured down on her, Ronnie watching what he thought was something he caused.

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

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

"Take 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 shoulder, causing him to go to his genu. Cindy made her way to the billet, her finger on the trigger, holding it down, only delivering half the electrical dosage.

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

The pile of fair sex 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 poke and a rupture lip.

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

'' You have to come with us ! ``

'' uncovering help ; get home to your Logos. I 'll deal him, '' Cindy squeezed her full cousin 's berm. `` 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 shoulder joint. `` It 's my crook. ``

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

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

Cindy stood, deadpan watching Ronnie crawl away - a big, hulking man, seemingly taken out by a lick. She smirked and walked toward him. Ronnie took a cryptical hint, gathering as much air as the nuisance would reserve, and quickly punched Cindy in the gut, taking her off guard.

She doubled over, cursing herself for not seeing his tone-beginning coming. She did n't have prison term to see Ronnie 's future attack either. Gathering all the air in his lungs, sending atomic number 8 to his brawniness, he squatted, grabbed Cindy and tossed her over his Brobdingnagian shoulders.

She landed directly on the assume down, damaged area of the base. All 150 Irish pound of muscle of the six-foot-tall cleaning woman crashed through it and fell to the first floor near the entryway of the warehouse. Ronnie looked through the gob, barely able to make out her body in fetal position.

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

Ronnie, struggling to breath, limped down the sword stairs. He grabbed his excavator, then a paw good of Cindy 's hair. `` Bury this bitch, '' he could barely whisper. He dragged her cut up and bruised, unconscious physical structure out into the mud, toward the grave he dug earlier.





-11-

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

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

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

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

In that exact moment, Ronnie was pushing a mixture of grunge and mud from the nap next to the grave onto to Cindy's trunk. He managed to handle her pes, ramification, tum, chest with a layer ; her foundation and legs covered the most. He covered half her face and had to stop. The annoyance in his ribs was too much. Ronnie went to his human knee, the rain pouring down on him, and focusing on breathing. He was exhausted but his anger would push back him to complete his task and get away.

Someone else's anger was driving them. Cindy's centre opened in the grave. They darted around, figuring out where she was. She saw Ronnie, his back to her, struggling, clutching his position. Cindy pulled her arm out of the lowering shit and mud, brushing it first away from her face, spitting some out of her mouth. She sat up in the grave, crap falling off her shoulder and breasts. With her other arm free now, she pushed and moved her legs, allowing herself to rise. Standing in the grave, ignoring the hurting 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 computer peripheral sight, turning to confront her.

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

This was the point 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 design to take her and others away from their sons. She didn't think about incest, or Collin possibly causing her to cum - she only thought about him being the person she loved most, and Ronnie was going to take her from him.

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

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

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

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

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

He held his arm up, begging her to block up. Cindy reached down, grabbing his left 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.

"prison-breaking !"she grit her teeth and pulled his mitt back toward his shoulder blade and beyond. Finally, she heard a shot and a pop, followed by gasping for air. She released her grip and continued circling Ronnie.

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

Cindy lunged at him, mounting him and proceeded to slam her clenched fist repeatedly into his face. She was like some sort of Cage paladin, except there was no reader to perpetrate her off him.

His pry broke, his cheeks and lips were cut, tooth were knocked out, his eyes cut, and swollen shut.

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

When her hands became too sore, Cindy stood, and proceeded to stomp her heel into Ronnie's soundbox as hard as she could. She heard Sir Thomas More ribs gap. She saw him vomit Thomas More profligate and the cognitive content of his gut. His organic structure was a broken pile of mush. She stood over his face, now totally unrecognizable, and brought her stifle up as senior high as she could. She slammed her foot down onto his human face with all her might. Cindy pulled her dog out of what remained of his face. Her and his blood covered it, blend with some of his teeth.

Cindy looked to his lifeless soundbox, his pectus still, and felt the rage subside. Thunder and lightning crackled in the distance. Cindy caught her breathing spell."Fuck you."

She went to her genu, and then rolled to her vertebral column in the mud, exhausted. She heard temptress in the length. Cindy never shot anyone while on obligation, never Tazered anyone, never had to use her baton, but that Night in the pelting, she killed a man with her bare hands.

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

A moment later she was surrounded by EMTs. Her cousin broke through."Ma'am you'll want to last out back,"they pulled her away from Cindy.

"We told them everything, all about what he did here,"her cousin-german 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 answer, instead walking toward a police policeman."I need to see to my son,"she demanded.

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

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

"Ma'am I don't -"

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

The military officer looked around, looking to the other snatch women. `` Alright. All their statements have been given. They all said you stayed behind so they could get assistance. I 'll take you to your son, go ahead check on him, get cleaned up and add up back out to my car. Fifteen moment. ``

'' Thank you, '' Cindy said.

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



-12-

"Ah yes ! Yes !"Bea and Bella were in the middle of the living room trading floor, scissoring in front of Collin. His mouth open as he watched the Sister fuck.

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

"Good huh ?"Bea asked.

"Wow,"he whispered.

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

"Are you nice and hard ?"Bella asked.

"Uh,"Collin glanced to his crotch.

"Want to sop up 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 sweetie,"Bella kissed his cheek and hopped off the couch.

"Two womanhood, sister, naked and wanting you to go tightfitting 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 calm his erecting. His lump hurt from the incestuous appearance Bea and Bella performed for him. He wondered where his mom was.

A few import later, his care was relieved. A tall, naked, fit woman, her hair damp, her peel muddy and bloody, practically burst through the front room access."My room. Five moment,"she glared.

He gulped watching her nude body quickly move by him. Cindy went straight to her shower, washing off dirt and descent. She only had 15 minute to check on Collin. The officer waiting in the private road would derive to the door when time was up.

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

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

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

"Mom, time lag,"he squirmed.

"No. No waiting. I only have a few minute of arc to show you how much I love you,"Cindy said, flinging his shirt over her articulatio humeri. She helped him jerk his underdrawers off, not bothering with any foreplay.

She pushed Collin on the bed before he could ill-use out of his boxershorts and boxers. Cindy mounted him, squatting over him, looking to his face. She didn't think about using her son to cum. The exclusively thing 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 bag of his erect dick, holding it to the entrance of its soon-to-be home base."I love you."

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

She saw her son looking at her, a look of jar ruffle with delight on his aspect. Cindy was trembling, heart racing, having trouble breathing.

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

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

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

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

She squatted a couple more times, her entire torso felt tingly. Her pussy contracted and trembled. Cindy looked into her son's grimace, unable to catch one's breath or speak.

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

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

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

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

She collapsed on top of him, shaking, out-of-breath, her trunk opinion like jelly.

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

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

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

A few minutes passed, Cindy knew their meter was up - at to the lowest degree for a few hours. She was kissing him, lying on top of Collin, the police officer banging on the movement doorway."I have to go,"she said in between osculation."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 prick popped out of her.

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

"Here,"he tossed her the clothes.

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

Cindy grabbed her shorts, pulling them up to her waist. He sat his mother up ; she kissed at his stomach and dresser while he assisted with putting her shirt on.

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

He grabbed some shorts and a tee shirt, and then helped her walk out. He propped her against the forepart door, making out while the cop waiting patiently. The doorbell rang, he knocked again.

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

"Can't wait."

She opened the door, looking over her shoulder, smiling at her lover. She blew her son a kiss, and grabbed the cop's arm. He gave her a tone and walked her to the back of his car.

The EMT's checked her over once more ; her snub were minor, not needing stitches. Before her orgasm with Collin, her total consistence was in pain in the neck from her downfall and subsequent fight with Ronnie. An hr after the impression of climaxing for the first fourth dimension in over eighteen years had worn off, the pain started to pass. Her hands hurt the most, but they would offend up and heal. She also had signs of a minor concussion.

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

Cindy stayed behind so they could find assist. She fought Ronnie, after initially injuring him ; he got the upper hand. She woke up in a grave with dirt on her. Adrenalin took over and they fought once more. She beat him to Death. That was all the constabulary needed to know. She left out one item of how good it felt hearing his pearl offer or seeing his case turn into an unrecognisable mess.

Several viewer at the cabaret were interviewed too, noting Ronnie's suspicious behavior.

She thanked the ship's 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 best mood she's ever been in.

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





-13-

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

"Perfect. How about you ?"

"I'm good."

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

"Right. It was, it was -"

"Incredible ?"

"Yeah. Incredible. Kinda nimble though."

"Collin, steady, do you intend you and I could go forward doing that ? Only if you want to of course."

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

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

Collin nodded.

"We can explore each other's bodies."

"Yes,"he nodded once more.

"Great,"Cindy kissed his impertinence and made her way to the bathroom. She undressed without closing the doorway. Collin watched her lather up behind the clear shower door.

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

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

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

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

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

"I don't know where to start."

"Bea and Bella like to osculate 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 gunpoint I may toss you to those wolves - but I want you all to myself for a while."

Collin sat staring at her body.

"Here,"Cindy reached for his mitt, placing them on her bay window."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 workforce up her toned middle 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 patch. Maybe even detain 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 back talk as he did."Go ahead. Suck them,"Cindy placed her hand behind his head, arching her back.

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

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

"I said you're better than everyone that has sucked them."

"But I'm not doing anything. Am I ? Just licking and sucking."

"I know,"Cindy smiled."Get defenseless, please."

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

"It's yours,"Cindy said, spreading her legs, revealing her twat."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 snatch. Cindy orgasmed respective clock time in that many minutes. Each time she sprayed her juice all over her son's face. Collin laughed, his face drenched and dripping.

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

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

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

He paused when he entered her, running his men all over her back. Cindy looked over her shoulder at him, another coming on the way. She didn't see the solution to her job, she didn't see the one man that could make her cum, she saw the one man she loved more than any soul in the world.

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

He went to one stifle, grabbed her hips and mated with a near unceasing climaxing fair sex - his mother.





-14-

The slept well into the afternoon the next day.

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

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

Cindy and Collin held hands, walking into the living room.

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

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

"We're going to hang out with some of the kinsfolk down the street. Probably have dinner there,"Collin said. Cindy squeezed his paw. They left two, naked, sis smiling at the glad couple.

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

Everyone was fine. There were minor injuries but none required hospital stays.

After dinner party, Cindy led Collin behind the menage to suck his prick. 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 centre fluttered, his cock shooting its load down Cindy's throat. She stood, wiped her mouth and thanked her son.

One cousin drank too lots, got naked and jumped into the swimming pool. Her son followed suit. Soon the other mother were stripping down and jumping in. Their son, some reluctant, joined too.

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

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

"We'll get to bed them serious. They're household after all,"Cindy stepped out of her shorts 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 breasts. Cindy spun around and hopped into his arms.

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

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

Cindy waved to Collin to enter the consortium. 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 mother finding him.

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

The pocket billiards died down, there was no more playing and spatter. 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 make love 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 centre.

The end .