Author 's Note : This is the concluding police matron fib. This is Cindy 's third story in the series. She 's a woman unable to orgasm. You do n't have to read her inaugural two stories - where she tries women, then black men - but this one is her concluding endeavor to cum. As with the early incest fib in this series, this one is violent. There aren't any explosions or gunfire like the others, but this baby of brutality gets quite physical.



-1-

Ronnie sat alone in his apartment, au naturel, pumping his big pitch-black cock. He wasn't horny, he was raging. Thoughts of the countless gabardine women he and his brother have had coursed through his mind. In the by yr or so, affair changed. The measure of women throwing themselves at him decreased ; these women seemed to prefer individual else.

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

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

It was several week ago. The blonde was walking with another woman and her son along the beach. Ronnie watched her hug the woman and kiss her son adios. They departed and Stephanie continued her walk alone.

Ronnie couldn't commemorate what he said to her. Something about the weather, something about her bikini, maybe he introduced himself at that initiatory coming 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 maintain his stamen for the nighttime - 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 night long.

Sucking on her teat, as his orgasm subsided ; Stephanie thanked him and stated she had to go. She informed Ronnie her son would be home soon from a dead, out-of-town trip. She didn't say she was her son's lover, but the way she said it, made Ronnie realize she was using him just like she'd use a dildo as a masturbation technique. This woman wasn't becoming addicted to him, she wasn't going to leave anyone for him ; she wasn't going to show up the next night begging for his blacken cock like so many cleaning lady 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 pal was.

His crony Rodney was experiencing a similar phenomenon in Miami - his stable of women was drying up, moving away, showing no material interest in him.

Rodney and Ronnie were teammates. They worked together obtaining and fucking as many women as potential. When they both lived in Miami, their apartments were filled with interchangeable womanhood. That, too, decreased. Rodney died in a car shipwreck attempting to kidnap one of the women he enjoyed most.

Ronnie continued masturbating, thinking of his architectural 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 mistake, no car wrecks. He would wait for women and engage them from their sons.

*******

In Tampa, Cindy lost enumeration of how many poke to the kickboxing bag she did. When her left arm tired, she switched to her right, punching until exhaustion. succeeding 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 60 minutes after course ended."Go home,"he looked upward at the nearly six animal foot marvelous brunette.

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

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

"amercement. Just need to save tenseness,"Cindy told a one-half truth.

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

On the way home, after a farsighted day on her patrol route, then her kickboxing class, Cindy thought about how effective a shower would feel. Afterward, she'd start out her dear nightly masturbation rite. She would choose from her immense solicitation of anal beads, dildos, and vibrators - all of varying sizing from humble to massive.

Arriving menage, 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 built-in to an military issue she was having. In the shower, she rinsed off and lathered up her banal muscular tissue, moaning slightly when she held her breast, running her thumb over her erect nipples.

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

It was a rarefied, but possible, phenomena ; having an orgasm during vaginal birth. Cindy moaned a trivial louder thinking about it in the hot exhibitor. She was pushing her baby out, her mother and nurse cheering her on. She felt something construction, prickling, 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 decennium ago.

She gave birth, war cry of joy and pleasance, her dead body radiating orgasmic waves after she delivered Collin. It was her first and last orgasm.

Her matrimony fell apart, psychiatrists didn't service, and doctor didn't avail as null physically wrong with her was found.

The instant passed in the shower bath. Cindy's mentation returned to her coming month. She rinsed her pilus intellection of her and Collin traveling to capital of West Virginia, South Carolina for two reasons. One was a family reunion she agreed to go to. She hardly ever saw those cousins, rarely ever sending cards or visiting during the holidays, but something inside her made her say"sure, why not,"when invited to the reunion. She put in her time off 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 speech sound with her second reason.

"Rub that pussy,"her best Quaker, Bea, ordered."Think of me licking it, eating it. Come on !"

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

"I can't wait to see you, when you get here,"The fiery redhead, Bea said, having just moved to the same sphere as Cindy's congeneric."I can't hold to idolise your body."

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

Bea was helpful, or tried to be. A few days ago she suggested Cindy try sex with cleaning woman, hoping an climax would come from it. Bea offered herself to her champion. Sadly, that didn't work either. Since then, they've been roommates, 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 pee her cum.

"Anything ?"Bea asked.

"Nope,"Cindy stopped playing with herself.

"Princess of Wales, I'm so disconsolate,"Bea said, using her nickname with Cindy. Bea once told Cindy she reminded her of admiration cleaning woman in general show - Diana being the superhero's first name.

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

"Have you met anyone down there ?"

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

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

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

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

"What about Collin ?"Bea asked.

"What about him ?"

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

"Really ? That's your next hint ?"Cindy rolled her eyes.

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

"Bea, that's -"


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

"That's illegal, softheaded -"

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

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

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

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

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

"No,"she rolled over, hugging the dildo like a teddy bear bear. As she drifted off to sleep, an figure of speech of Collin, shirtless flashed in her head. She heard herself let out an orgasmic cry. She shook herself and sat up in bed. She rubbed her oculus and left her 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 chamber, couldn't assist but think Bea might be on to something - something legal injury and perverse, but something indeed. Maybe not only was Collin's nascency key, but he himself was.

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

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





-2-

The next day Cindy responded to a domestic hoo-hah call at a trailer parking lot. She followed protocol and called for backup, waiting patiently for it to make it. It happened to be the chieftain of the precinct. When he arrived, they nodded to one another and walked toward the drone in question.

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

When she answered the door, it was wanton for the officers to smell the locoweed of cannabis. They asked if they could enter the rest home, a short, lowly man only wearing shorts told his wife to"let them in, we ain't got nix 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 cleaning woman. Her minuscule husband charged at Cindy. She squatted, caught, and then slammed him to his back, knocking the air out of him.

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

"This is the concealment of our home ! So what if we smoke some ! We're mindin'our own business, we ain't hurtin'anyone !"she continued to squall all the way to the maitre d'hotel's patrol car.

She broke loose of his clutch and ran off, Cindy was close enough to draw out her foot and tripper the great piece of house trailer Park ice."Oops,"Cindy grinned, receiving a thank you from her Captain.

*******

That night Cindy pulled a large dildo out of her, once again thought process of her last-place sexual climax during Collin's birth. She was on the telephone set with Bea who just came off an orgasm herself. Cindy waited for Bea to see her breath.

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

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

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

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

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

"Big D ?"

"Yeah, Diana. You're magnanimous,"Bea giggled on the early end.

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

"I know it's not normal, but it'd be consensual. You two wouldn't be hurting anyone,"Bea said. Cindy's middle widened, words from the redneck at the dawdler commons birdsong that day rang in her ears.

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

"Like pot."

"Huh ?"

"We arrested a couple today. They were smoking pot in their dawdler. The wife said something similar about smoking."

"Right. See ? They weren't hurting anyone, just enjoying themselves. shame it's illegal in your Department of 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 - guilty conscience, ignominy over what we did."

"Not unless you talk to him first, tell him your situation, ask if he can aid. Who knows ? He may be concerned. 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 back, Cindy couldn't avail but think that she herself wouldn't be sickened by it. It'd be wrong, horrible, cheap, but she wouldn't be grossed out by him.

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

"Any luck ?"Bella asked.

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

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

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

"Mmm,"Bella deeply kissed her sister."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 cascade enveloping them.

*******

Ronnie unlocked and slid afford a declamatory door to an abandoned warehouse. He was able to make a batch with the attribute owner, lying about his intent for renovating it for them to betray. He was surprised he pulled it off. He'd been eyeing the construction for a while, driving by it, peeking in some of the power windows that weren't boarded up. The warehouse itself was just extraneous of town, not far from creeks and marshlands.

He tugged at his big grim dick, walking around the building complex, taking note of its insides. He walked up a steel staircase to the minute floor. Ronnie surmised warehouse managing director sat up there, overlooking the facility, long, long ago.

There was a large gob in the ceiling. Ronnie could see where rainfall poured in. There was water damage on the floor of the second taradiddle overlook. He could see floor add-in rotting away. Ronnie looked up through a yap in the ceiling next, fluffy, lily-white clouds visible against the Amytal sky. He saw a bird's nest near the muddle situated on a beam.

He whipped his cock out and casually stroked himself, thinking of his program. He decided to contribute the cleaning lady to this second floor overlook area. The authority is where their John Cage would be. Ronnie thought about setting up a uncomplicated table in the middle of the overlook. This would be where he would rape them. Standing against the rail, looking over the discharge 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 rampart. She was riding the biggest dildo she owned."semen on !"she closed her middle, grit her teeth, fucking the dildo as hard as she could.

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

Cindy went to her vertebral column, grabbing the root word of the dildo, plunging it in and out of her"seminal fluid 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 peter plunging in and out of her instead of the dildo. Cindy's eye's crack open, she stopped fucking herself. For a split up second she thought she felt something - something incredible brought on by thoughts of her son.

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

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

*******

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

'' Ha ! A couple ? First it was just sleeping with him, now you 're suggesting we 'd be a match ? '' 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 railway line with him. I do n't see how it could be a one-time affair. If I had to think, he 's the key to making you cum again, therefore, you 'll be his woman. ``

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

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


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

'' postponement ! I 've failed you two times. Both of my suggestions for things to try possess failed. This is my thirdly and final suggestion. I feel that if you and Collin become lover, not just mom and son, you will have an orgasm every prison term you two make honey. He gave you one when he was born. ``

There was a long pause on Cindy 's end. `` Alright, like I said, that 's sufficiency. 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 way, after stepping out of the shower, crawling onto the bed. `` But you and I are n't a yoke. ``

'' You and I are n't mom and son. We 're sisters who have sex with one another. Now shut up and commit me that pussy, 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 way. This entire idea from Bea had been swimming in her thinker since she brought it up. `` What if it was consensual ? No one would know. No one would be hurt. What if we eased into it slowly ? We could get used to one another sexually before going all the way. What if Bea is right on ? What if Collin gives me an sexual climax from sex for the first time ? ``

Cindy sat on the edge of her bed, `` What if we became devotee ? No. This is stupid. I 'm do-or-die, 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 dyad days without calling Bea. She texted her friend a simple `` ca n't talk. cerebration. ``

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

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

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

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

'' I 'm ok, '' Cindy lied, not turning to confront her son.

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

guilty conscience overcame her for being short with him. She turned around, `` Collin. ``

'' Hmm ? ``

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

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

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

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

'' Something awry ? '' Collin asked with a feel of concern on his face.

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

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

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

*******

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

The dog crates were lining the back wall of the run-down office on the second trading floor. Ronnie positioned a table several base away from the door, directly under the gravid hollow in the roof. He'd induce his fun with them there, reminding them of what they are missing out on, what he can bid them.

Ronnie inspected the sapless area in the level, lightly stepping on it, observing how light it gave away. He made sure to avoid the area, lest he wanted to fall through to the first floor.

His sick little area, where he would call for mothers and keep them, pain them, hang them, then bury them was turning out quite nicely.





-4-

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

"Yes."

"Ok,"he waited."Well ?"

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

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

"Something wrong ?"he asked.

"I want, or need, to blab out to you about something I've been going through my whole life history. Only a couple doc and Bea and Bella know about it."

"Mom, are you sure nothing is wrong."

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

"Mom,"Collin placed his handwriting on hers.

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

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

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

"Again, it's nothing life-threatening. But,"Cindy cleared her throat."I'm unable to, I haven't had, um, an orgasm. I'm ineffective to have one. You know what an -"

"Yes, yes I do, Mom,"Collin held up his manus."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 mulct, I know. No need to go into details. If you're a lesbian, it's amercement, really,"Collin said.

"No, no I'm not. I mean, I don't think I am. What I'm getting at is, I was trying dissimilar things. I've lecture to doctors, zero is physically wrong with me. I even met briefly with a psychiatrist. I didn't like it, so I stopped. And, well, Bea and I became intimate, hoping that would do it. Nothing worked,"Cindy explained.

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

"It's alright. I wanted to let you do it that while I can't have one, I have had one. Only one. The lone sexual climax I've ever had was a petty over XVIII years ago."

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

"It was when I gave birth to you."

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

"It's rarefied, but apparently it's been known to happen - women having an sexual climax during childbearing. Bea has been trying to assist me, offering suggestions, matter like that. She even,"Cindy gave a pseud laugh."She even said you were the cause of the orgasm and maybe you'd be the only person to consecrate me one now."

"What did she mean ?"

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

"Did it ?"

"right 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 orgasm. I think she was sot or something,"Cindy tried to micturate 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 reckon about it. I can't believe it, but I actually did. I guess that's what'll take place 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 wrong and crazy."

"Yep."

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

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

Cindy nodded, her centre lowered."Alright. I just wanted to verbalize to you about it. In case you ever see me in a bad mood or acting unknown or frantic, you'll know what's mostly in all likelihood 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 straw man of her bathroom mirror in a equalise black bra and thong. She smiled at herself and retrieved a pillowcase. She left her room and headed to Collin's.

She knocked on the doorway a couple meter. Collin opened it seeing a improbable, powerful cleaning lady with a pillowcase over her head.

"Well ?"Cindy asked."If I cover my human 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 face and it'd be easier for you."

"Mom, your typeface is just o.k.. It looks bang-up,"he glanced at her organic structure."All of you looks big. You could pass for Wonder womanhood - just like Bea says."

"Thank you. Maybe we could just cling out. Watch a motion-picture show or something,"Cindy suggested, extending her arm.

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

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

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

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

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

"I'm just gladiolus 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 force it on you,"Cindy said.

"I mean, do you want me to ?"

Cindy sat up, her hand resting on his thigh."Do I need 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 door."Thank you for listening to me."

"It's fine, Mom. I love you too,"they ended their hug, Cindy kissing on the cheek.

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

Cindy hooked her thumb in her lash to pull 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 weightiness had been lifted by telling Collin of her orgasm trouble. His response of not being thoroughly grossed out by Bea's suggestion, plus the feel he gave her when they said goodnight, made Cindy conceive her son might actually think of the theme of incest. Her own thoughts toward it, while still feeling it was wrong and sick, viewed it more as a potential drop answer - a treatment for her issue.

That day in Charleston, Ronnie was busy studying, watching the women on the beach near his nursing home. As he suspected they were with their sons. He saw a chemical group of brunettes, in their bikini, with young 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 fashion, to youthful bozo. They all had dark tomentum ; he presumed they were her nephews. He didn't know for for certain, but he watched them all afternoon.

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





-5-

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

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

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

"Yeah, I guess."

"Our mob too. It's been many eld since I've seen them. I was kinda of shocked they reached out to me to invite 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 eyes, enjoying his mother's massage.

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

"Huh ?"

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

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

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

"Sorta,"he shrugged.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Ha, right."

"It's a lot to opine 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 medico have examined me and run tests. They have found zippo unseasonable with my parts down there. Everything body of work normally, goose egg unusual. So it must be something in my head. When I gave birth to you, maybe I was so overjoy to see you, my mind allowed me to throw one. Or maybe when you came out, you pressed against me in there in a certain way that caused it to happen."

"Whoa,"Collin held up his hand.

"Sorry, too much 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 breath."It's so damage and flaky. I'd be afraid you'd hate me or I'd hate myself. I'd be afraid our relationship would be forever ruined."

"I could never 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 finger if you and I had sex ? Would you feel angry at yourself or weird ?"Cindy asked.

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

"Of course."

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

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

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

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

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

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

*******

Ronnie was at the club the next nighttime, watching the same group of brunette moms. They were all dressed up, dancing, drinking, enjoying a girl's dark out. He was able to deduce, by eavesdropping on their conversation from a nearby table, that they were sisters. They were chattering on and on, mentioning respective male person names. One of them said"my son,"“ your son,"and so on, followed by talk of sex deed. One of them shushed another, telling her to keep her articulation down. They bickered a bit, one of them was drunk, stating no one was paying attention or listening to her. She was haywire, Ronnie picked up on most of their conversation, pretending to be playing on his phone in the John Wilkes Booth behind theirs.

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

When they all left a small later, Ronnie followed. He managed to detain back, in his car, long enough to park near their neighborhood. He was in a parking lot about a quarter air 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 theatre, not a care in the populace, undressing as they made their way to a bedroom. The big, beautiful houses lit up one-by-one, mothers entering their bedroom, to train care of their boy all night.

He could see a few couples fucking, a mother on top, riding and bouncing on a dick. Ronnie snuck through the dark alleys between the beach homes. He heard muffled watchword of pleasure coming from the inside. Ronnie was able to see into one's backyard pool area. One of the women, the one who was rummy and talking loudly about her son, was on all fours in the shoal end of the pond. She was getting fucked from behind by, Ronnie assumed, the son she was talking about. He watched the woman climax, ira building inside him. It wouldn't be longsighted before he would take these mothers from their sons 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 next night, in her pajama boxers and 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 unscathed incest musical 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 womanhood,"Cindy shook her read/write head."She tried to help oneself 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 body, each sucking a breast, kissing down to her pussy."They tried to help me. Nothing we did worked. No toys worked either."

"You have toys ?"

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

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

"I have a couple of those too. bombardment operated. Again, Collin, nada worked,"Cindy's middle lowered, her mitt running over Collin's shirt-covered chest."I can't secernate you how many times -"she stopped.

"What ? How many clock time you what ?"

Cindy looked him directly in his heart."How many times I masturbated."

"Really ?"

"I do it almost every night, Collin. I know it's pointless. I know it won't work, but in the back 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 lots information again, right ?"

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

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

"Yeah, that."

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

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

"I've all but given up. Stopped dating, only play with myself with my finger's breadth or my toys. I'll have earpiece 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 elbow room,"his female parent smiled, getting off him, extending her hand.

Collin complied, silently walking his mom to her bedroom threshold again. Cindy hugged him, kissing his boldness."It was courteous spending Thomas More time with you."

"Yeah it was."

"Collin ? Can I try something ?"

"Like what ?"

"Don't worry, zippo too scary."

"Uh ok, sure."

"finish your centre. Don't worry,"Cindy said. Collin did as was told. Cindy paused a minute, looking to her son, a mates inches shorter than her. She took a deep breath and slowly kissed his lips. She closed her oculus, letting her lips marijuana cigarette to his. She felt her spine tingle then ended the kiss.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Oh ? Is he into the incest 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, tertiary time's the appeal !"

"right wing,"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 trade good night. I have a peculiar 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 angelic sis, we will show her our little undercover in person,"Bea grinned.





-7-

It was the night before Cindy and Collin's drive up to Dixieland Carolina from Sunshine State. In her tankful top and panty, she was lying on Collin's breast in his bed.

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

"Of course not. You mean for sex ?"

"In general, really."

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

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

"Thanks. But you're a piddling one-sided though."

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

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

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

"sound shivery,"he joked.

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

"Yeah."

"I'd be worried that you wouldn't be able to get marital or be a father. 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 line of work I wouldn't want those normal matter either,"Cindy admitted.

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

"Then I guess we'd simply suffer 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 center."come on. Don't be shy. It's just me."

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

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

Collin shrugged.

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

Collin took a trench breathing place, looking to her lips, her shut eyes, then down to her dresser, watching it go up and down with each intimation. He gulped, closed his heart and moved toward her lips.

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

"See ?"Cindy broke the osculation, holding Collin against her boldness, his mouth breathing into hers."See, we can snog like this, right ?"

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

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

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

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

Collin resumed kissing her, sliding his helping hand further Frederick North. His fingerbreadth touched division of her chest ; his female parent moaned into his mouth.

"Do it,"she urged him.

Collin's helping hand covered a tit, squeezing softly, feeling the vertical nipple against his palm."Yes,"Cindy broke the kiss, gasping for air.

Collin kissed at her neck following. Cindy turned her question to the side, her soundbox tingling all over, as Collin massaged a tit. She wondered if Bea was right all along. Collin is who was needed to micturate her cum.

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

"Oh, Collin, yes,"she whispered. Cindy felt something, something other than an erection against her panties. She felt like she could lose herself with him. She felt like she could present her body to Collin every day.

She slid down his body, her breasts coming out of his backtalk, and kissed him harder than before. Cindy felt like he could easily piddle her cum. She thought about why and how when her jail cell phone ringing shook her book binding 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 boundary of Collin's bed on her earphone."Huh uh. Sounds capital. We'll leave around 3am. Yeah I'm up former everyday anyway, so it's fine."

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

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

Collin nodded, watching his topless mother impart his way. He lay down, his heart racing, trying to make sense of what just happened.

Arriving to her way, Cindy kicked off her step-in and climbed into bed."Bea is properly. 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 events from the old dark, she'd glance at him and smile.

yesteryear 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 receive are you ?"Cindy asked, ten arcminute into the drive after breakfast.

"Not very."

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

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

"I really enjoyed stopping point night,"Cindy said, changing the national to the two of them."I thought it was really sweetness and loving. I think we were headed to crossing a note. Had I not got that earpiece call, we might have."

"Yeah."

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

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

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

Collin remained quiet.

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

Collin nodded.

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

He nodded once more.

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

"Huh ?"Collin looked over to his mother.

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

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

"Let me know. No pressure."

*******

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

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

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

"Alright,"Collin smiled, following Bella.

The endorse the threshold closed, Bea lunged at Cindy straddling her, kissing her, ripping off her own bikini top. They said null, Cindy standing, taking the smaller woman to bed. She slammed her down, tore off her apparel, 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 titmouse."I missed you too,"Cindy said, popping a nipple out of her mouth.

Bella and Collin arrived an hour later from the memory. Bella sent a schoolbook to let them know they were there, Bea's phone buzzing on the bedside board, signaling them to hold back it down some.

Bella and Collin changed into bathing courtship after putting the grocery store away. They played volleyball in the pool, Bella occasionally hearing a muffled cry of pleasance coming from her sister.

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

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

"Sure,"Collin answered.

Bella's muffled cries were heard side by side as Bea and Collin walked out of the fence, making their way to the beach.

"We love your mother, we really do,"Bea said, riding around on Collin's back in the water."We've been trying to help oneself her."

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

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

"aid ?"

Bea climbed off his back, swimming to his front, wrapping her legs around him in the water."Help her see how mutual and how wonderful incest is."

Collin was confused.

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

Collin slowly nodded.

They played in the sea a little 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 fuck you tonight."

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

"There's something we need to blab out 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 domicile, talked about how favorable the locality is. Bea didn't live far from the family reunification Cindy and Collin were attending the next day.

After walking on the beach, watching the sunset, they headed back to the theater. 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 affectionateness. After an hour or so, Cindy starting to evanesce, she walked Collin to bed before she herself fell asleep.

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

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

Cindy moaned, arms extended, lying on her back, the two char worshiping her trunk. They licked and kissed over every musculus. 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 sisters smiled at one another, their lips touching, which led to mouths opening, and tongues invading. Cindy watched them buss, fondle, caress one another. Finally, they 69'd, Cindy's pussy dripping wet while watching them.

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

They kissed each former during their sexual climax in attempt to dampen their moan of pleasure.

"How long ?"Cindy asked.

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

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

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

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

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

"Yes, but you are his mom. I suspected a mother and son would want to be a couple - I don't see how they couldn't be. It'd be far Sir Thomas 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 breast, bringing it to her mouth."Maybe."

*******

That dark, Ronnie dug shallow graves outside of his summing up warehouse. He dug ten Graf, the dirt piled following to each one. He had no mind how many mother he'd be able-bodied to abduct. He was assuming at least five.

The side by side day he would go hunting. Most of it would consist of more than observance and following. But he would fetch his Tasers, his SUV would be cleaned out, making enough room for their body. He was unable to buy a gun in a timely fashion, so a baseball game bat was brought along in case the Tasers malfunctioned or broke.

Ronnie removed his shirt, wiping sudor from his massive, hefty body. He tugged his at his dick again, thinking about fucking these women all Night - his psychosis fully setting in.





-9-

It was such a foreign upshot. Cindy did n't know what to take in of her family at the reunion. Some of them, full cousin, she had n't seen in years. There was something very odd about them though. Collin picked up on it too.

There were no husbands. There were no men over the age of 30. former to mid-20s seemed to be the oldest age range, eighteen being the vernal. The women, all brunette, all short than Cindy, were in their late 30s up to mid-40s. However, they all looked mythic. No Robert Gray hair, barely any noticeable wrinkles. Their bodies were in incredible shape. They did n't compare to the curiosity Woman-like physique of Cindy, but they certainly had fitness model or ecdysiast 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 twenty-four hours since they last saw their scoop friend - Cindy. She was confused by it, smiling awkwardly, her and Collin hugging them back, not sure what to think. The males approached Collin, a couple of them had to re-introduce themselves to him ; it 'd been since he was a tot since he saw a yoke of them.

things got occupy later on. Cindy, always observant, apparently not enough to see Bea and Bella were lovers, noticed the mothers and Son behaved differently. It was subtle ; a hand placement here, a caress there, a hug or pot on the cheek or mouth. She noticed one of the mother 's sitting following 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 eyes met, he looked away.

The way they talked to her, asking her questions about Collin and her program, 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 read/write head and left to grab a soda.

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

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

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

Cindy blushed, seeing him coup d'oeil over her torso. It was mildly inappropriate, 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 - charwoman only. Collin suggested she 'd have fun. In truth, he felt awkward, so did Cindy. They were surrounded by mothers and Logos who were obviously romantically involved. They were the odd dyad out. Time apart to process it was what they needed.

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

'' Soooo ? '' Bea said, sitting adjacent to Collin on the couch. `` How are matter 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 mum at the reunification have very special 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 Sister traded looks, stood, and undressed. Collin's lip hung open as they started kissing passionately.

*******

Ronnie watched the chemical group of womanhood, one of them he never saw before, sit and beverage in the cheap night club. He had it all planned out. He'd get them one-by-one, two at a time if possible, pilling them up in his SUV, parked near the rear entree. He watched the magniloquent one, Cindy, thinking that he might have fuss with her.

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

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

He waited and used his Taser on the fourth and fifth adult female 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 cousin was ok. They told her they'd be right back.

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

"No thanks,"she answered.

"You sure ?"

"I'm sure."

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

"There's nothing you have that will do me any good,"Cindy glanced to his genitalia, 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 electrical energy. She shook, her eyes rolled into the back of her head, she drooled. The exclusively persuasion on her mind was Collin.

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

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

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

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

'' damn, you 're dense, '' he placed her in the agglomerate of women in the back of his SUV.

Cindy woke up an 60 minutes later, her ankle and radiocarpal joint bound and tied. She was in a rundown role ; the solitary light source was moonlight shining down from a hole in the ceiling on the early side of the office window.

Cindy counted six large dog crates. Four of them had women, her cousins, crammed into them. Their wrist joint and ankle tied like Cindy's. There was an empty one that Cindy guessed she couldn't fit in. Another was empty too. Its habitant was outside the office, on the board, moonshine light shining down on her, as huge, muscular bootleg man raped her.

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

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

"Ahhh !"she heard her cousin scream. She was hang over the tabular array, Ronnie right 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.

"trade 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 dismission 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 surplus grueling on you,"Ronnie turned her around, pushing her down on the table.

Cindy said nothing, she didn't wow, 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 pain. She observed a small desk in the corner. She was able to make out office of the desk falling off, rotting away. She saw a sullen lump next to it - Ronnie's apparel. The moonlight shining down assisted her with seeing forget me drug next to his clothing, and something on the desk. It was small rectangular. She wondered if it was a tool of some sort for cutting roofy. As Ronnie raped her she thought of a design. She wanted to get over to the desk somehow to get the shaft, maybe use it to free the others. Cindy needed to be unfastened first.

An 60 minutes passed, Ronnie wasn't letting up, giving it to Cindy the hardest and recollective. Moonlight disappeared behind clouds. Cindy heard thunder getting louder and louder. As Ronnie raped her, Cindy felt a pelting drop land on her book binding. Then another and various more falling through the hole in the roof. The rain droplets felt nice.

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

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

"You like it, backbite ?"Ronnie asked, elbow grease and now rain drops falling from him.

"Uh huh,"Cindy moaned again.

"good. 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 pussy,"Ronnie grunted.

"Harder,"Cindy said.

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

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

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

"Ow, ow, my radiocarpal joint,"Cindy complained.

"You want that rope loosened. I'll be right back,"Ronnie's dick slid out of her gawk kitty.

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

Ronnie paused ; in his mind he'd bolt down her anyway. He shrugged, cut the Mexican valium and Cindy grabbed his head bringing him for a farsighted, hard osculation, making bill of the cutting putz Ronnie set on the floor nearby.

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

Cindy put on a show too. She flailed backward, screaming with faked joy as flashy 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 spell. She quickly grabbed the tool, tucking it under her body.

"I've seen that many time, not as barbaric as yours, but still just,"Ronnie arrogantly watched her front crawl to his pile of clothes.

"take up a suspension, I'll preserve going in a minuscule bit,"Ronnie said. Cindy reached his apparel, 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 jibe hit him. It landed in his shoulder joint, causing him to go to his knees. Cindy made her way to the office, her finger on the gun trigger, holding it down, only delivering half the electrical dosage.

She let go, rushing into the room, opening dog crateful, cutting Mexican valium as fast as she could. Cindy freed her cousin just in prison term for them to lie in wait Ronnie. He was stunned from the Taser, but not completely paralytic or unconscious.

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

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

'' You have to come with us ! ``

'' find help ; get place to your Word. I 'll cover him, '' Cindy squeezed her cousin 's berm. `` They love and need their mom, just like you love and need them. ``

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

'' Go ! '' she yelled over her articulatio humeri. `` It 's my crook. ``

Ronnie threw a biff, Cindy ducked and jabbed in his ribs. Ronnie threw another, Cindy did the Sami. On the third gear punch Cindy caught his fist with her hand. She reared back with her free hand as hard as she could and ram her clenched fist into Ronnie 's costa. She heard a crack.

The following speech sound Cindy heard was Ronnie bellowing in painful sensation, then gasping for air, from his go against rib. He was on his knee, clutching his side.

Cindy stood, expressionless watching Ronnie front crawl away - a big, hulking man, seemingly taken out by a puncher. She smirked and walked toward him. Ronnie took a cryptic breath, gathering as practically air as the botheration would appropriate, and quickly punched Cindy in the gut, taking her off guard.

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

She landed directly on the worn down, damaged sphere of the floor. All 150 punt of sinew of the six-foot-tall woman crashed through it and fell to the first gear storey near the entryway of the storage warehouse. Ronnie looked through the pickle, barely able-bodied to form out her body in fetal position.

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

Ronnie, struggling to breath, limped down the steel stairs. He grabbed his shovel, then a hand full of Cindy 's tomentum. `` Bury this bitch, '' he could barely whisper. He dragged her cut up and bruised, unconscious dead 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 cream, taking a break from their incestuous show. They occasionally fed him a bite.

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

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

"Yeah, maybe a niggling imbibition, saltation, who knows. I'm sure she's fine,"Bea added.

In that exact moment, Ronnie was pushing a mixture of dirt and mud from the pile next to the grave onto to Cindy's body. He managed to spread over her animal foot, ramification, stomach, breast with a layer ; her base and legs covered the most. He covered half her grimace and had to stop. The pain in his ribs was too much. Ronnie went to his knees, the rain pouring down on him, and focusing on ventilation. He was exhausted but his angriness would force back him to fill in his job and get away.

soul else's anger was driving them. Cindy's eyes opened in the grave. They darted around, figuring out where she was. She saw Ronnie, his back to her, struggling, clutching his side of meat. Cindy pulled her arm out of the heavy dirt and mud, brushing it first away from her typeface, spitting some out of her mouth. She sat up in the grave, dirt falling off her shoulders and breast. With her other arm unloosen now, she pushed and moved her legs, allowing herself to turn out. Standing in the tomb, ignoring the pain in her head, she stared at Ronnie.

He was mumbling to himself, coughing, spitting up lineage. Cindy turned around and climbed out of the tomb. She walked around it toward Ronnie. He caught movement in his computer peripheral vision, turning to look her.

"No !"he reached for the excavator, swinging it at Cindy. She caught the unaccented swing with her in good order mitt and yanked the shovel away from him. She head-butted Ronnie in the cheek, causing him stumble and fall backward.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Cindy lunged at him, mounting him and proceeded to thrash her fist repeatedly into his boldness. She was like some sort of cage hero, except there was no referee to draw out her off him.

His pry broke, his impudence and lips were cut, dentition were knocked out, his optic cut, and swollen shut.

When Cindy's knucks seared with pain, she squatted over Ronnie, and hammered the position of her fist onto his face, throat, and chest over and over. She was like a chimpanzee that turned on their flight simulator. Except there was no zoo employee to film her down.

When her hands became too sore, Cindy stood, and proceeded to stump her heels into Ronnie's body as hard as she could. She heard more laugh at crack. She saw him vomit Thomas More blood and the contents of his intestines. His body was a broken pile of mush. She stood over his face, now totally unrecognizable, and brought her knee up as high school as she could. She slammed her foot down onto his face with all her might. Cindy pulled her heel out of what remained of his face. Her and his rake covered it, mixed with some of his teeth.

Cindy looked to his lifeless body, his chest of drawers still, and felt the furor subside. nose drops and lightning crackled in the distance. Cindy caught her breath."screw you."

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

The enchantress grew louder and louder with each second. She closed her eyes 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 stay 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 hold in you over,"one of them said.

Cindy didn't response, 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 substantiate 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 instant. Let me shower and hold on him. You can tug me there and wait for me."

"Ma'am I don't -"

"I'm an officer too. In Tampa Bay, formerly LAPD. I've never been a victim until today. Please, take me to my son. 15 minutes. I'll be in and out,"Cindy said, the officer trying his best not to glance at her naked body.

The officer looked around, looking to the early abducted women. `` Alright. All their statements have been given. They all said you stayed behind so they could get help. I 'll need you to your son, go ahead arrest on him, get cleaned up and come back out to my car. XV minutes. ``

'' Thank you, '' Cindy said.

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



-12-

"Ah yes ! Yes !"Bea and Bella were in the midsection of the bread and butter room floor, scissoring in presence of Collin. His oral fissure undecided as he watched the sisters fuck.

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

"Good huh ?"Bea asked.

"Wow,"he whispered.

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

"Are you nice and intemperate ?"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 hold off for Mom to get here."

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

"Two charwoman, Sister, defenseless and wanting you to go tight-fitting dipping. You'd rather time lag for your female parent,"Bea said."I think that's wonderful."

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

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

A few moments later, his concern was relieved. A tall, naked, fit woman, her fuzz damp, her tegument muddy and bloody, practically burst through the front room access."My room. Five minutes,"she glared.

He gulped watching her nude body quickly act by him. Cindy went straight to her exhibitioner, washing off scandal and rakehell. She only had fifteen minute to check on Collin. The officer waiting in the driveway would come to the door when time was up.

Cindy took ten minutes to wash out 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 recognize her. He was interrupted by her mouthpiece on his.

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

"Mom, wait,"he squirmed.

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

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

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

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

She saw her son looking at her, a look of shock mixed with pleasure on his face. Cindy was trembling, affectionateness racing, having difficulty breathing.

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

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

Once more than she squatted up and came down on his shaft."Yes !"she cried out, the light inside her growing more and more, spreading to every part of her soundbox, radiating lovingness and pleasure.

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

She squatted a twosome more clip, her intact body felt tingly. Her kitty-cat contracted and trembled. Cindy looked into her son's side, unable to breathe or speak.

It grew and grew. The pulsing, throbbing feeling, 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 clear pouring out of her body.

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

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

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

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

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

A few minutes passed, Cindy knew their metre was up - at to the lowest degree for a few hours. She was kissing him, lying on top of Collin, the police ship's officer banging on the social movement door."I have to go,"she said in between kisses."I love you so much."

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

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

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

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

"Here,"he tossed her the clothes.

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

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

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

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

The EMT's checked her over once more ; her excision were tike, not needing stitches. Before her orgasm with Collin, her entire organic structure was in annoyance from her decline and subsequent fighting with Ronnie. An hour after the effects of climaxing for the first metre in over eighteen years had worn off, the painful sensation started to yield. Her hands hurt the most, but they would injure up and heal. She also had signal of a minor concussion.

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

Cindy stayed behind so they could find assist. She fought Ronnie, after initially injuring him ; he got the pep pill hand. She woke up in a grave with poop on her. Adrenaline took over and they fought once more. She beat him to destruction. That was all the police needed to know. She left out one contingent of how good it felt hearing his bones chap or seeing his aspect turn into an unrecognizable mess.

several attestor at the club were interviewed too, noting Ronnie's leery behavior.

She thanked the officer for letting her stay on Collin. She uncharacteristically gave him a hug. He cleared his throat 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 movement threshold, Bella and Bea were kissing on the couch ; she smiled at them and headed to bed.





-13-

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

"Perfect. How about you ?"

"I'm good."

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

"right hand. It was, it was -"

"Incredible ?"

"Yeah. Incredible. Kinda quick though."

"Collin, sweetie, do you call up you and I could continue doing that ? Only if you want to of course."

Collin looked her over, his eyes 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 powerful out. We'll take it real slow this time."

Collin nodded.

"We can explore each other's bodies."

"Yes,"he nodded once more.

"Great,"Cindy kissed his face and made her way to the john. She undressed without closing the doorway. Collin watched her lather up behind the unclutter exhibitioner door.

"Wow,"his whispered, watching her hired hand track over her fit trunk and boastfully breasts.

Cindy dried off this meter. There was no urgency to watch on her son, to establish 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 in the ass ?"he asked."You have some cuts and bruises."

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

"I don't know where to start."

"Bea and Bella like to snog on these,"Cindy cupped her boob."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 stop 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 workforce, placing them on her pot."Relax, explore. We didn't get a prospect earlier ; I was pressed for sentence. I really needed you though. I still do."

Cindy moved his hands up her toned midsection to her titty."There we go,"she smiled watching Collin gently squeeze them.

"We're moving here,"Cindy said.

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

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

She felt her body tingle when Collin rubbed her tit. He licked his sass as he did."Go ahead. sucking them,"Cindy placed her hand behind his principal, arching her back.

When his back talk made physical contact with her breasts, nursing from them, sucking and licking the nipple, Cindy nearly climaxed there. Her eyes fluttered, her cervix arched, she moaned,"He's better than everyone at that."

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

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

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

Collin wasn't afraid. He happily plunge in, licking and eating out her pussy. Cindy orgasmed respective prison term in that many minutes. Each time she sprayed her juices all over her son's face. Collin laughed, his face drenched and dripping.

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

On top of her, with one purpose, to fill her with his seed, Collin entered her. Cindy came within seconds again, Collin a piffling later. When he ejaculated, his cock pumping her full phase of the moon 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 goose egg, only kissed tenderly. When Collin was make to go again, he got behind Cindy, licking all over her ass, fingering her from tail, giving her another orgasm.

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

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

He went to one genu, grabbed her articulatio coxae and mated with a well-nigh constant climaxing charwoman - his mother.





-14-

The slept well into the afternoon the adjacent day.

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

They made beloved in the exhibitor, 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 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 handwriting. They left two, naked, sisters smiling at the happy couple.

This prison term Cindy and Collin behaved just like all the other mom and son mates that lived there. Cindy's hired man rested on Collin's second joint, with his arm around her, just like her cousins did with their sons.

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

After dinner, Cindy led Collin behind the house to suck his cock. She was on her knees, slobbering all over his dick, when a cousin-german walked in on her.

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

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

One cousin drank too a great deal, got naked and jumped into the swimming pool. Her son followed wooing. Soon the other mothers 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 amercement, I'm right,"Collin looked behind her, seeing the category, people that neither he nor his mother knew too well, playing, laughing, kissing.

"We'll get to roll in the hay them better. They're family after all,"Cindy stepped out of her short pants and G-string. Collin watched her nose dive into the pool.

One of the other sons found her when she emerged from the below the Earth's surface. He tickled her side of meat, then playfully cupped her breasts. Cindy spun around and hopped into his arms.

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

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

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

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

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

The pocket billiards died down, there was no more playing and spattering. The only sound heard was kissing, moaning, and mother on their son. Cindy guided Collin inside her, officially joining the orgy.

"I think we're going to sleep together aliveness 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 .