Author 's Note : This is the final Policewomen story. This is Cindy 's third account in the serial. She 's a woman unable to orgasm. You do n't suffer to read her world-class two stories - where she tries cleaning woman, then black men - but this one is her last endeavor to cum. As with the other incest fib in this serial publication, this one is violent. There aren't any plosion or gunfire like the others, but this babe of viciousness gets quite physical.



-1-

Ronnie sat alone in his apartment, naked, pumping his big black cock. He wasn't horny, he was furious. Thoughts of the countless white women he and his comrade have had coursed through his mind. In the past times year or so, things changed. The sum of women throwing themselves at him decreased ; these women seemed to favor someone else.

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

sitting there jacking off, pleasuring himself for the first time in geezerhood, Ronnie thought about the about constant flow of sex he had daily. He thought about the last fair sex he had sex with - Stephanie.

It was respective hebdomad ago. The blonde was walking with another woman and her son along the beach. Ronnie watched her hug the woman and osculate her son goodby. They departed and Stephanie continued her base on balls alone.

Ronnie couldn't remember what he said to her. Something about the atmospheric condition, something about her Bikini, maybe he introduced himself at that first encounter. He couldn't recall. He remembered that evening though. They went to dinner then went to bed. Ronnie struggled not to cum, he struggled to maintain his stamina for the night - it'd been quite a while since he had cunt. Not knowing when or if he'd get any again, he barely managed to successfully fuck her all Night long.

Sucking on her tits, as his orgasm subsided ; Stephanie thanked him and stated she had to go. She informed Ronnie her son would be home soon from a forgetful, out-of-town slip. She didn't say she was her son's fan, but the way she said it, made Ronnie realize she was using him just like she'd use a dildo as a onanism proficiency. This woman wasn't becoming addicted to him, she wasn't going to get out anyone for him ; she wasn't going to establish up the side by side night begging for his black hammer like so many women before. She was already devoted and addicted to someone - her son.

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

His brother Rodney was experiencing a standardized phenomenon in Miami - his stable of adult female was drying up, moving away, showing no real stake in him.

Rodney and Ronnie were mate. They worked together obtaining and fucking as many women as possible. When they both lived in Miami, their apartment were filled with interchangeable woman. That, too, decreased. Rodney died in a car wreck attempting to abduct one of the adult female he enjoyed most.

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

*******

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

"Cindy,"her kickboxing teacher interrupted her, over an hr after category ended."Go home,"he looked upward at the near six groundwork tall brunette.

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

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

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

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

On the way home base, after a foresighted day on her patrol route, then her kickboxing course, Cindy thought about how good a rain shower would find. Afterward, she'd begin her almost nightly masturbation ritual. She would choose from her immense aggregation of anal retentive beadwork, dildos, and vibrators - all of varying sizes from small to massive.

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

She felt Collin was integral to an proceeds she was having. In the shower, she rinsed off and lathered up her commonplace muscleman, moaning slightly when she held her bosom, running her quarter round over her erect nipples.

Cindy rubbed her clit thinking of the finally sexual climax she had - 18 twelvemonth ago.

It was a rarified, but possible, phenomena ; having an orgasm during accouchement. Cindy moaned a little louder thinking about it in the hot shower. She was pushing her babe out, her female parent and nurses cheering her on. She felt something building, tingling, and burning, possibly due to her vagina being stretched out. She didn't know or care ; she simply recalled how unspoiled it felt, approaching two decades ago.

She gave birth, tears of joy and pleasure, her dead body radiating orgasmic waving after she delivered Collin. It was her first and final stage orgasm.

Her man and wife fell apart, head-shrinker didn't help, and Doctor of the Church didn't help as nothing physically untimely with her was found.

The instant passed in the cascade. Cindy's mentation returned to her approaching month. She rinsed her hair thinking of her and Collin traveling to Charleston, South Carolina for two reason. 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 misstep - not to see her congener, but to see her s reason.

Several minutes later, Cindy was on the phone with her instant reason.

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

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

"I can't waiting to see you, when you get here,"The fiery redhead, Bea said, having just moved to the Saami expanse as Cindy's congeneric."I can't postponement to worship your body."

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

Bea was helpful, or tried to be. A few years ago she suggested Cindy try sex with women, hoping an orgasm would amount from it. Bea offered herself to her champion. Sadly, that didn't body of work either. Since then, they've been roomie, having daily sex up until Bea moved to Charleston earlier in the class. 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.

"Lady Diana Frances Spencer, I'm so sorry,"Bea said, using her nickname with Cindy. Bea once told Cindy she reminded her of marvel fair sex in general appearance - Diana being the superhero's first name.

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

"rich person you met anyone down there ?"

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

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

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

There was a pause on the early line ; Cindy heard Bea's muffled vocalism, talking to individual in the room. There was giggling, Cindy assumed it was Bea's sister.

"What about Collin ?"Bea asked.

"What about him ?"

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

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

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

"Bea, that's -"


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

"That's illegal, screwball -"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Cindy, on her way back to her sleeping room, couldn't help but think Bea might be on to something - something wrong and perverse, 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 suggestion echoed in her mind.





-2-

The next day Cindy responded to a domestic to-do call at a trailer commons. She followed protocol and called for relief, waiting patiently for it to arrive. It happened to be the police captain of the precinct. When he arrived, they nodded to one another and walked toward the laggard in question.

"We ain't hurtin'nobody !"a large, overweight womanhood, wearing only a nightgown yelled at Cindy a few second later.

When she answered the door, it was light for the officers to sense the fume of marijuana. They asked if they could enter the dwelling, a myopic, small man only wearing boxers told his wife to"let them in, we ain't got nothing to hide."

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

Cindy pointed it out and an argument followed. The maitre d'hotel handcuffed the cleaning woman. Her petty husband charged at Cindy. She squatted, caught, and then slammed him to his back, knocking the air out of him.

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

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

She broke free of his bag and ran off, Cindy was close enough to pass her pes and misstep the bombastic piece of trailer Park trash."Oops,"Cindy grinned, receiving a thank you from her Captain.

*******

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

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

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

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

"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 large,"Bea giggled on the other 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 oculus widened, password from the cracker at the trailer car park Call that day rang in her ears.

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

"Like pot."

"Huh ?"

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

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

"Yeah."

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

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

"Not unless you talk to him first, order him your situation, ask if he can help. 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 catch some Z's. Cindy rolled over, once again holding a huge dildo like a teddy bear. She wondered about Collin's nakedness 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, frightful, gimcrack, but she wouldn't be grossed out by him.

After their birdcall, Bea entered the shower, joining her baby, grabbing and squeezing a breast.

"Any luck ?"Bella asked.

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

"Maybe when they come up here for that family reunification, things will come about,"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 babe kissed, steam from the shower enveloping them.

*******

Ronnie unlocked and slid open a turgid doorway to an abandoned warehouse. He was able-bodied to make a deal with the property possessor, lying about his purpose for renovating it for them to betray. He was surprised he pulled it off. He'd been eyeing the building for a piece, driving by it, peeking in some of the office windows that weren't boarded up. The warehouse itself was just remote of town, not far from creeks and marshlands.

He tugged at his big black dick, walking around the complex, taking greenback of its inside. He walked up a steel staircase to the s flooring. Ronnie surmised warehouse managers sat up there, overlooking the quickness, long, long ago.

There was a large pickle in the roof. Ronnie could see where rain poured in. There was piddle damage on the trading floor of the moment story overlook. He could see floor dining table rotting away. Ronnie looked up through a hole in the ceiling next, fluffy, white-hot clouds visible against the juicy sky. He saw a bird's nuzzle near the pickle situated on a beam.

He whipped his cock out and casually stroked himself, thinking of his plans. He decided to land the cleaning woman to this second floor overlook arena. The office is where their Cage would be. Ronnie thought about setting up a simple-minded table in the eye of the overlook. This would be where he would ravish them. Standing against the railing, looking over the empty storage warehouse, Ronnie decided when he was done, this would be where he would advert them, one-by-one, with his belt.





-3-

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

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

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

That led to I thought. Collin on top of her ; his dick plunging in and out of her instead of the dildo. Cindy's eye's crack open, she stopped fucking herself. For a snag second she thought she felt something - something unbelievable brought on by thinking of her son.

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

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

*******

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

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

'' well, yeah. I mean why would n't you be ? He 's your son and you 'd be crossing that line with him. I do n't see how it could be a erstwhile thing. If I had to guess, he 's the key to making you cum again, therefore, you 'll be his womanhood. ``

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

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


'' That 's enough. I need to go. We 'll talk later. ``

'' hold ! I 've failed you two times. Both of my suggestions for matter to try own failed. This is my third and final suggestion. I feel that if you and Collin become devotee, not just mom and son, you will induce an coming every fourth dimension you two make sexual love. 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. let the cat out of the bag to you later. ``

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

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

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

'' Ooh, so yokelish, '' 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 mind since she brought it up. `` What if it was consensual ? No one would live. 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 decently ? What if Collin gives me an sexual climax from sex for the first meter ? ``

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

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

*******

Cindy went a distich 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 retain 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 gentle hand on her shoulder.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Hmm ? ``

Cindy rushed to him, pulling him in for a intemperately hug. `` Sorry. Yes I 'd have sex that. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

*******

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

The dog crates were lining the back wall of the woebegone place on the second floor. Ronnie positioned a table several foundation away from the doorway, directly under the bombastic hole in the cap. He'd deliver his fun with them there, reminding them of what they are missing out on, what he can offer them.

Ronnie inspected the weak area in the floor, lightly stepping on it, observing how easy it gave away. He made sure to annul the surface area, lest he wanted to fall through to the first base floor.

His disgusted little arena, where he would take in mother and sustain them, bruise them, pay heed 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 lounge, tucking her foot under her.

"Yes."

"Ok,"he waited."Well ?"

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

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

"Something damage ?"he asked.

"I want, or indigence, to let the cat out of the bag to you about something I've been going through my unanimous spirit. Only a couple MD and Bea and Bella know about it."

"Mom, are you certain nothing is wrong."

"It's ok. It's zilch liveliness threatening, goose egg serious, it's just,"Cindy paused."Somewhat sad."

"Mom,"Collin placed his hand on hers.

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

"We're both grownup now. You're eighteen, you know how the dame and the bees work. The issue I've had my intact life sentence pertains to that."

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

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

"Yes, yes I do, Mom,"Collin held up his hand."I know what one is."

"Anyway, I don't have them. You're not an retard. You know when Bea and Bella lived with us before they moved to Charleston, you know they shared a bed with me."

"It's OK, I know. No need to go into details. If you're a lesbian, it's mulct, 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 unlike affair. I've talk to doctors, nothing is physically legal injury with me. I even met briefly with a head-shrinker. I didn't like it, so I stopped. And, well, Bea and I became confidant, hoping that would do it. Nothing worked,"Cindy explained.

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

"It's OK. 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 fiddling over 18 years ago."

Collin cleared his throat, slightly uncomfortable with this conversation."That's a retentive meter. I'm really sorry to see that."

"It was when I gave giving birth to you."

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

"It's uncommon, but apparently it's been known to happen - woman having an orgasm during childbearing. Bea has been trying to help me, offering proposition, things like that. She even,"Cindy gave a simulated laugh."She even said you were the causal agency of the orgasm and maybe you'd be the only person to dedicate me one now."

"What did she mean ?"

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

"Did it ?"

"right. Heh, did it."

"Oh,"Collin looked away nodding his head.

"She suggested that you and I have sex. That you were the key in giving me an orgasm. I think she was drunk or something,"Cindy tried to name it sound like Bea wasn't grievous, 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 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 uncoerced to even think about doing that with me ?"Cindy asked.

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

Cindy nodded, her middle lowered."Alright. I just wanted to talk to you about it. In sheath you ever see me in a bad mood or acting unusual or frenetic, you'll know what's mostly belike on my mind."

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

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

An hour later, after several prominent chugs of vodka, Cindy stood in social movement of her lav mirror in a play off black bra and lash. She smiled at herself and retrieved a pillowcase. She left her room and headed to Collin's.

She knocked on the threshold a twosome times. Collin opened it seeing a marvellous, muscular womanhood with a slip over her head.

"Well ?"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 aspect and it'd be easier for you."

"Mom, your look is just fine. It looks swell,"he glanced at her consistency."All of you looks great. You could spend for curiosity cleaning woman - just like Bea says."

"Thank you. Maybe we could just string up out. check a movie or something,"Cindy suggested, extending her arm.

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

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

"You know, you do appear outstanding. I was serious,"he said.

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

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

"I'm just gladiola I've had you in my life all these class. 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 second joint."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 transactions. Collin turned off the TV, extended his manus, and they headed to their bedrooms.

"I love you, Collin,"Cindy was hugging him at her doorway."Thank you for listening to me."

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

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

Cindy hooked her thumbs in her thong 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 foiling, but out of hopefulness, finding, and overall happiness. She felt like a system of weights had been lifted by telling Collin of her orgasm job. His reaction of not being thoroughly grossed out by Bea's suggestion, plus the look he gave her when they said goodnight, made Cindy suppose her son might actually flirt with the idea of incest. Her own view toward it, while still feeling it was awry and sick, viewed it more as a potential difference solution - a treatment for her issue.

That day in capital of West Virginia, Ronnie was busy studying, watching the cleaning lady on the beach near his home plate. As he suspected they were with their boy. He saw a group of brunet, in their bikinis, with young men, playing volleyball, playing in the ocean, or sitting with each other. He heard a few of the bozo call out"mom"here and there while addressing them. He saw an older brunette handing out sandwiches, in a motherly mode, to younger guy. They all had dark hair ; he presumed they were her nephews. He didn't know for sure, but he watched them all afternoon.

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





-5-

"Does this hurt ?"Cindy asked, sitting on top of Collin, rubbing his back the side by side night.

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

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

"Yeah, I guess."

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

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

"Oh by the way, I don't have later motive 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 materialise ?"

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

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

"Um, well, I supposed we'd have to day of the month ?"

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

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

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

"Ha, right."

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

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

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

"Whoa,"Collin held up his hand.

"Sorry, too much graphic information,"Cindy grinned.

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

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

"I could never detest you, Mom."

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

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

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

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

"Of course."

"I think you're a beautiful womanhood. If I didn't see you as my mother, maybe it wouldn't be too weird. I'd be helping this older adult female 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 atrocious, veto intuitive feeling afterward."

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

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

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

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

*******

Ronnie was at the club the next night, watching the Sami chemical group of brunet momma. They were all dressed up, dance, drink, enjoying a girl's Nox out. He was able to deduce, by eavesdropping on their conversation from a nearby board, that they were sisters. They were chattering on and on, mentioning assorted male names. One of them said"my son,"“ your son,"and so on, followed by public lecture of sex human action. One of them shushed another, telling her to observe her voice down. They bickered a bit, one of them was drunk, stating no one was paying tending or listening to her. She was wrong, Ronnie picked up on most of their conversation, pretending to be playing on his speech sound in the Booth behind theirs.

He heard them advert a phratry reunification and a cousin-german named Cindy. One of them asked about Cindy's son. Ronnie nodded.

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

In the bush, with binoculars, Ronnie spied on the mothers. He shook his drumhead, disgusted that they didn't even close the blinds. Each house he spied on he watched them walk through the mansion, not a care in the world, undressing as they made their way to a bedroom. The big, beautiful family lit up one-by-one, female parent entering their bedroom, to take forethought of their boy all night.

He could see a few couples fucking, a mother on top, riding and bouncing on a prick. Ronnie snuck through the dark alleyway between the beach homes. He heard muffled cries of pleasure coming from the inside. Ronnie was capable to see into one's backyard pool area. One of the women, the one who was sot and talking loudly about her son, was on all fours in the shallow end of the pool. She was getting fucked from behind by, Ronnie assumed, the son she was talking about. He watched the char climax, ire construction inside him. It wouldn't be farseeing before he would take these mother from their sons and show them what they were missing. He tugged at his hawkshaw and headed back to his car.





-6-

"Am I too heavy ?"Cindy asked the next Night, in her pajama short 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 ‘ condition'or maybe what I've done to try to fix it or this whole incest idea Bea suggested."

"Bea. So you and her ?"

"Don't be silly, Collin. You know she slept in my bed when she and Bella lived with us. That woman,"Cindy shook her head."She tried to serve me every exclusive Nox. 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 toy worked either."

"You have toys ?"

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

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

"I have a couple of those too. stamp battery operated. Again, Collin, nix worked,"Cindy's eyes lowered, her bridge player running over Collin's shirt-covered pectus."I can't evidence you how many times -"she stopped.

"What ? How many times you what ?"

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

"Really ?"

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

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

"Sorry, too much info again, right ?"

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

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

"Yeah, that."

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

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

"I've all but given up. Stopped dating, only fun with myself with my finger 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 room,"his female parent smiled, getting off him, extending her hand.

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

"Yeah it was."

"Collin ? Can I try something ?"

"Like what ?"

"Don't worry, zip too scary."

"Uh ok, sure."

"finish your optic. Don't worry,"Cindy said. Collin did as was told. Cindy paused a instant, looking to her son, a duo inches shorter than her. She took a deep breath and slowly kissed his sass. She closed her oculus, letting her brim peg to his. She felt her spinal column tingle then ended the kiss.

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

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

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

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

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

After closing her chamber doorway, Cindy stripped naked, grabbed her phone and called Bea.

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

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

"Oh, not meddlesome, had to run to take hold of the earphone,"Bea lied."What's up ?"

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

"Oh ? Is he into the incest thought too ?"

"Not sure. If so, it's not 100 %, but it could be getting there. I can't believe I'm actually thinking you're onto something with your idea."

"See ? I've failed you twice, third time's the magic spell !"

"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 dependable night. I have a special friend over."

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

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

"Nah. All those three direction we had, she never suspected anything. But when she arrives here, my sweet sis, we will show her our short secret in person,"Bea grinned.





-7-

It was the night before Cindy and Collin's get up to south Carolinas from Sunshine State. In her storage tank top and panties, she was lying on Collin's dresser in his bed.

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

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

"In general, really."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Sounds scary,"he joked.

"Oh it would be. I have quite a intimate 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 of the Church. role of me thinks if we had sex and became buff, that you'd miss out on convention stuff,"Cindy said.

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

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

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

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

"Huh ?"

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

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

"Collin ! You can do better 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 mother said."You've taken me to bed. Please buss me."

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

Cindy felt her prickle prickling again. His rim pressed softly against hers. She touched his expression and increased the pressure. She pulled him in, their sass 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 face, his oral fissure 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 kiss 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 corporation, continuing to buss her. His hand slid under her tank top, resting on her abs. Cindy moaned, grabbing his head with both hands, thoroughly making out with him.

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

Collin resumed kissing her, sliding his hand further North. His finger's breadth touched section of her breast ; his mother moaned into his mouth.

"Do it,"she urged him.

Collin's hand covered a breast, squeezing softly, feeling the erect mammilla against his palm."Yes,"Cindy broke the buss, gasping for air.

Collin kissed at her neck next. Cindy turned her psyche to the position, her trunk tingling all over, as Collin massaged a breast. She wondered if Bea was right all along. Collin is who was needed to take a leak her cum.

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

"Oh, Collin, yes,"she whispered. Cindy felt something, something early than an erecting against her panties. She felt like she could fall back herself with him. She felt like she could give her body to Collin every day.

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

It rang various time before Cindy broke the kiss, annoyingly grabbing her earpiece. It was a first 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 corking. We'll leave around 3am. Yeah I'm up early everyday anyway, so it's fine."

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

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

Collin nodded, watching his topless female parent leave his room. He lay down, his meat racing, trying to make sense of what just happened.

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





-8-

Collin slept almost half the way there the watch morning. As Cindy drove from their Tampa habitation, thinking about the events from the previous nighttime, she'd coup d'oeil at him and smile.

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

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

"Not very."

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

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

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

"Yeah."

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

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

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

Collin remained quiet.

"Did you savor go Night ? Our little sitting ?"

Collin nodded.

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

He nodded once more.

Cindy smiled, driving along."Well, if you want we can see how far it goes. chance 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 path you wanted to dally with me instead."

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

"Let me know. No pressure."

*******

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

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

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

"Alright,"Collin smiled, following Bella.

The irregular the room access closed, Bea lunged at Cindy straddling her, kissing her, ripping off her own bikini top. They said nothing, Cindy standing, taking the littler char 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 hump they were there, Bea's phone buzzing on the bedside table, signaling them to continue it down some.

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

Bea emerged an hour later in her bikini. She jumped into the consortium, swimming to her sister."You're bout,"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 fencing, making their way to the beach.

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

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

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

"Help ?"

Bea climbed off his back, swim to his front end, wrapping her legs around him in the water."Help her see how commons 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 rattling life together."

Collin slowly nodded.

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

Bella and Cindy were sweaty and trite. Bella was lying in her arm, kissing Cindy's near titty."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 verbalise to you about,"Bella added."Something I think you'll like."

"Heh, alright."

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

They ate dinner together, chatted about Bea and Bella's lovely new home plate, talked about how friendly the neighborhood 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 sundown, they headed back to the family. 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 minute 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 alive, naked, waiting for her."We'll be restrained,"Bea said, approaching Cindy, guiding her to their bed, covering her in kisses.

Cindy moaned, munition extended, lying on her back, the two woman worshiping her body. They licked and kissed over every musculus. They worked their way up, each taking a white meat to their mouths. Cindy felt no urge to climax, but loved the aid from her friends.

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

"A little."

The sister smiled at one another, their back talk touching, which led to talk opening, and tongues invading. Cindy watched them kiss, fondle, caress one another. Finally, they 69'd, Cindy's pussy dripping wet while watching them.

The baby locked their stage around each former. They did their better to be calm, all while forgetting Cindy was there, watching them.

They kissed each former during their orgasms in try to muffle their moans of pleasure.

"How long ?"Cindy asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

*******

That night, Ronnie dug shallow Graves outside of his rundown warehouse. He dug ten tomb, the filth piled next to each one. He had no thought how many female parent he'd be able to abduct. He was assuming at least five.

The next day he would go hunting. near of it would lie in of more watching and following. But he would play his Tasers, his SUV would be cleaned out, making sufficiency room for their bodies. He was ineffective to buy a gun in a timely fashion, so a baseball bat was brought along in case the Tasers malfunctioned or broke.

Ronnie removed his shirt, wiping sweat from his monumental, muscular soundbox. He tugged his at his dick again, thinking about fucking these adult female all night - his psychosis fully setting in.





-9-

It was such a strange event. Cindy did n't experience what to make of her family at the reunion. Some of them, cousins, she had n't seen in long time. There was something very odd about them though. Collin picked up on it too.

There were no husband. There were no men over the age of thirty. Early to mid-20s seemed to be the oldest age range, eighteen being the youthful. The cleaning lady, all brunet, all brusk than Cindy, were in their late 30s up to mid-40s. However, they all looked mythical. No grey hairsbreadth, barely any noticeable wrinkles. Their eubstance were in unbelievable physique. They did n't compare to the Wonder Woman-like physique of Cindy, but they certainly had fitness model or sprigger bodies.

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

Things got interest later on. Cindy, always observant, apparently not enough to see Bea and Bella were buff, noticed the female parent and sons behaved differently. It was subtle ; a hand emplacement here, a caress there, a hug or mint on the cheek or lips. She noticed one of the female parent 's sitting following to her son, her handwriting on his thigh, his arm around her after dinner. `` They 're like couples, '' Cindy thought. She glanced at Collin. Their centre met, he looked away.

The way they talked to her, asking her query about Collin and her plans, it made Cindy feel as though they were expecting her and Collin to be to a greater extent than mom and son. One son was holding his mom from behind, while she and Cindy talked. He kissed her drumhead and left to take hold of a soda.

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

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

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

Cindy blushed, seeing him coup d'oeil over her consistency. It was mildly inappropriate, but given the type of congeneric she apparently had, she did n't mind as much.

They invited Cindy to go out with them that evening - women only. Collin suggested she 'd feature 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 couple out. Time apart to sue it was what they needed.

Cindy brought a dress just in typesetter's case. A cousin picked her up, and she left Collin alone with her admirer 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 mum at the reunion have very particular 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 sisters traded looks, stood, and unappareled. Collin's mouth hung open as they started kissing passionately.

*******

Ronnie watched the mathematical group of charwoman, one of them he never saw before, sit and potable in the loud Nox club. He had it all planned out. He'd submit them one-by-one, two at a time if potential, pilling them up in his SUV, parked near the rump entering. He watched the tallest one, Cindy, thinking that he might give birth trouble with her.

He waited and waited, his lot finally paying off. He nabbed two of them at once. They got too close to him. Ronnie wrapped his Brobdingnagian arms around them, pulling them out of the back threshold, his hands over their back talk. He punched them, then throwing them in the back of his SUV.

Ronnie watched four that remained, grow peculiar, calling their missing cousin on the phone. One of them went outside, Ronnie followed. He took her from fundament, his hand over her lip, knocked her out and tossed her in the back.

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

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

"No thanks,"she answered.

"You sure ?"

"I'm sure."

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

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

Ronnie sneered and followed.





-10-

Cindy fell to her human knee, in an bowling alley outside the club, feeling her soundbox overtaken by electrical energy. She shook, her heart rolled into the back of her straits, she drooled. The only cerebration on her mind was Collin.

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

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

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

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

'' tinker's damn, you 're heavy, '' he placed her in the mess of women in the back of his SUV.

Cindy woke up an hour later, her ankles and carpus bound and tied. She was in a rundown office ; the only light source was moonlight shining down from a hole in the cap on the other side of the federal agency window.

Cindy counted six heavy dog crateful. Four of them had womanhood, her cousin-german, crammed into them. Their wrists and ankle tied like Cindy's. There was an void one that Cindy guessed she couldn't fit in. Another was empty too. Its habitant was outside the office, on the board, Moon light shining down on her, as huge, muscular black man raped her.

The screams shook Cindy from her semiconsciousness. Each meter Ronnie slammed his cock into her cousin-german 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 set over the table, Ronnie right behind her, raping her.

He pulled out, spun her around, punching her across the brass. 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 rampart. Ronnie put her cousin back in her crate and moved toward Cindy, his big nut shift dangling below his rod.

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

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

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

Ronnie entered her from rear, 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 parts of the desk falling off, rotting away. She saw a nighttime clump next to it - Ronnie's dress. The moonlight shining down assisted her with seeing rope next to his article of clothing, and something on the desk. It was small rectangular. She wondered if it was a puppet of some variety for cutting rope. As Ronnie raped her she thought of a program. She wanted to get over to the desk somehow to get the tool, maybe use it to free the others. Cindy needed to be untied first.

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

"That's it. look nice. I'll make him believe I enjoy this,"Cindy thought. More rainfall drop kissed her skin and Cindy let out a loud moan.

Ronnie kept going, Cindy moaned again, then looked over shoulder. She did her practiced to force back against his unvarying thrusts.

"You like it, beef ?"Ronnie asked, lather and now rain dip falling from him.

"Uh huh,"Cindy moaned again.

"Good. I'll make you all forget your son. It'll just take time,"Ronnie said.

"Yes !"Cindy whimpered."Yes !"

"Ah shit, that's it babe, find that cock owning that pussy,"Ronnie grunted.

"Harder,"Cindy said.

"You want it harder ? You got it,"Ronnie flipped her onto her backrest. rainwater pouring in now.

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

He went on for ten more minute, 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 putz slid out of her gawk pussy.

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

Ronnie paused ; in his brain he'd vote down her anyway. He shrugged, cut the roach and Cindy grabbed his brain bringing him for a long, intemperately osculation, making note of the cutting tool Ronnie set on the floor nearby.

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

Cindy put on a appearance too. She flailed backward, screaming with faked pleasure as meretricious 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 multiplication, not as wild as yours, but still good,"Ronnie arrogantly watched her crawl to his pile of clothes.

"Take a gap, I'll observe 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 barb hit him. It landed in his shoulder, causing him to go to his articulatio genus. Cindy made her way to the government agency, her digit on the initiation, 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 first cousin just in clock time for them to ambush Ronnie. He was stunned from the Taser, but not completely paralyzed or unconscious mind.

The pile 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 nozzle and a broken lip.

'' Go ! Get assist ! '' Cindy ordered.

'' You have to come with us ! ``

'' uncovering assistant ; get home plate to your sons. I 'll do by him, '' Cindy squeezed her cousin-german 's shoulder. `` They love and need their mummy, 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 bit. ``

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

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

Cindy stood, expressionless watching Ronnie crawl away - a big, hulking man, seemingly taken out by a puncher. She smirked and walked toward him. Ronnie took a mysterious breath, gathering as a lot air as the bother would allow, 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 Brobdingnagian shoulders.

She landed directly on the haggard down, damage expanse of the story. All 150 pounds of heftiness of the six-foot-tall woman crashed through it and fell to the first flooring near the entrance of the warehouse. Ronnie looked through the mess, barely capable to puddle out her torso in fetal position.

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

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





-11-

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

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

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

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

In that take moment, Ronnie was pushing a mixture of dirt and mud from the pile next to the grave onto to Cindy's soundbox. He managed to embrace her fundament, legs, abdomen, chest with a level ; her feet and stage covered the most. He covered half her face and had to stop. The nuisance in his costa was too much. Ronnie went to his knees, the rain pouring down on him, and focusing on breathing. He was exhausted but his ira would drive him to dispatch his task and get away.

someone else's ire was driving them. Cindy's oculus opened in the tomb. 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 intemperate dirt and mud, brushing it first away from her face, spitting some out of her sassing. She sat up in the grave, dirt falling off her shoulder and tit. With her other arm loose now, she pushed and moved her legs, allowing herself to rise. Standing in the grave, ignoring the infliction in her head, she stared at Ronnie.

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

"No !"he reached for the shovel, swinging it at Cindy. She caught the weak vacillation with her right helping hand and yanked the shovel away from him. She head-butted Ronnie in the brass, causing him slip up and dusk backward.

This was the full stop at which her furore truly consumed her. She could've walked away, waiting for the police to arrive. Instead, she thought of this man's plan to drive her and others away from their Word. She didn't think about incest, or Collin possibly causing her to cum - she only thought about him being the soul she loved most, and Ronnie was going to postulate her from him.

She circled him, planning her following motility, the rain causing rakehell 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, falling to the land. 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 Brobdingnagian arm as hard as she could."break !"she ordered.

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

She watched him deplume 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 fists repeatedly into his face. She was like some kind of cage fighter, except there was no reviewer to extract her off him.

His nozzle broke, his cheeks and sass were cut, teeth 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 face of her fist onto his face, throat, and chest of drawers over and over. She was like a chimpanzee that turned on their trainer. Except there was no zoo employee to consider her down.

When her hired man became too sore, Cindy stood, and proceeded to stomp her hound into Ronnie's body as gruelling as she could. She heard to a greater extent ribs crack. She saw him vomit up more blood and the contents of his intestines. His consistence was a wear out good deal of pulp. She stood over his face, now totally unrecognizable, and brought her knee joint up as high as she could. She slammed her foot down onto his face with all her might. Cindy pulled her heel out of what remained of his side. Her and his blood covered it, mixed with some of his teeth.

Cindy looked to his lifeless physical structure, his dresser still, and felt the rage subside. scag and lightning crackled in the distance. Cindy caught her hint."Fuck you."

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

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

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

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

"Ma'am we need a statement from you. We need to bear out 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 transactions. Let me shower and ensure on him. You can drive me there and wait for me."

"Ma'am I don't -"

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

The officer looked around, looking to the other abducted cleaning woman. `` Alright. All their statements have been given. They all said you stayed behind so they could get service. I 'll take you to your son, go ahead check on him, get cleaned up and come back out to my car. Fifteen instant. ``

'' Thank you, '' Cindy said.

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



-12-

"Ah yes ! Yes !"Bea and Bella were in the heart of the sustenance elbow room floor, scissoring in front of Collin. His lip open as he watched the sisters fuck.

"Mmm,"Bea pounced on Bella, kissing her. They rolled around on the trading floor for Collin. Their kissed ended and they sat adjacent 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 unvoiced ?"Bella asked.

"Uh,"Collin glanced to his crotch.

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

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

"Awww,"Bella frowned.

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

"Sure,"Bella shrugged."I could use a dip in the pond,"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 women, baby, bare and wanting you to go skinny dipping. You'd rather wait for your mother,"Bea said."I think that's wonderful."

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

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

A few minute later, his concern was relieved. A magniloquent, naked, fit woman, her haircloth damp, her skin muddy and bloody, practically burst through the presence door."My room. Five minutes,"she glared.

He gulped watching her nude organic structure quickly travel by him. Cindy went straight to her shower, washing off dirt and blood. She only had XV proceedings to tally on Collin. The officeholder waiting in the driveway would hail to the door when clock time was up.

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

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

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

"Mom, hold,"he squirmed.

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

She pushed Collin on the bed before he could step out of his short pants and boxers. Cindy mounted him, squatting over him, looking to his cheek. She didn't think about using her son to cum. The but affair she thought of was how much she loved him and how horrifying 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 entranceway of its soon-to-be home."I love you."

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

She saw her son looking at her, a spirit of seismic disturbance mixed with joy on his typeface. Cindy was trembling, essence racing, having trouble breathing.

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

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

Once to a greater extent she squatted up and came down on his putz."Yes !"she cried out, the light inside her growing more and more, spreading to every part of her trunk, radiating warmth and pleasure.

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

She squatted a couplet more times, her total body felt tingly. Her pussy contracted and trembled. Cindy looked into her son's side, unable to pass off or speak.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Wow,"he breathed. His mother let out another tenacious 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 law officer banging on the front 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 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 abdomen and chest of drawers 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 Sir Thomas More, Cindy holding him tight.

He grabbed some short pants and a T-shirt, and then helped her take the air out. He propped her against the social movement doorway, making out while the cop waiting patiently. The buzzer 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 devotee. She blew her son a kiss, and grabbed the cop's arm. He gave her a look and walked her to the back of his car.

The EMT's checked her over once more ; her snub were kid, not needing stitches. Before her orgasm with Collin, her entire consistency was in pain from her fall and subsequent fighting with Ronnie. An hour after the effects of climaxing for the first time in over eighteen years had worn off, the pain started to return. Her hands hurt the most, but they would injure up and heal. She also had signs of a fry concussion.

Cindy gave her story to the police ; it was the same 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 script. She woke up in a grave with dirt on her. Adrenaline took over and they fought once more. She beat him to demise. That was all the police needed to know. She left out one detail of how unspoiled it felt hearing his off-white pass or seeing his typeface turn into an unrecognizable mess.

various witnesses at the golf-club 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 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 front doorway, Bella and Bea were kissing on the couch ; she smiled at them and headed to bed.





-13-

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

"Perfect. How about you ?"

"I'm good."

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

"right field. It was, it was -"

"Incredible ?"

"Yeah. Incredible. Kinda quick though."

"Collin, sweetheart, do you reckon 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 right wing out. We'll look at it real number slow this time."

Collin nodded.

"We can research 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 room access. Collin watched her lather up behind the clear-cut shower door.

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

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

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

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

"A concussion too. But I'll be fine. flavour liberal to kiss my lesion if you want - or kiss wherever you want."

"I don't know where to start."

"Bea and Bella like to kiss on these,"Cindy cupped her breasts."Then function their way down. But you do whatever you want. I have a impression, since you're all I need I won't be having sex with them as much. At some point I may throw away 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 hands, placing them on her corporation."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 handwriting up her strengthen midsection to her white meat."There we go,"she smiled watching Collin gently squeeze them.

"We're moving here,"Cindy said.

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

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

She felt her consistency tingling when Collin rubbed her nipples. He licked his mouth as he did."Go ahead. Suck them,"Cindy placed her hand behind his read/write head, arching her back.

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

"Hmm ?"Collin asked, taking a tit 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 bare, please."

Cindy went to her binding. 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 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 several times 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 breadbasket, breasts, neck, finding her mouthpiece. She loved the taste of herself on his tongue.

On top of her, with one purpose, to fill her with his ejaculate, Collin entered her. Cindy came within seconds again, Collin a footling later. When he ejaculated, his cock pumping her wide of cum, she climaxed too. Both of them together, staring into one another's eyes, their cries of pleasance heard throughout the house.

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

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

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

He went to one articulatio genus, grabbed her articulatio coxae and mated with a near perpetual climaxing woman - his mother.





-14-

The slept well into the good afternoon the next day.

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

They made honey 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 bread and butter 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 house down the street. Probably have dinner there,"Collin said. Cindy squeezed his manus. They left two, naked, sis smiling at the felicitous couple.

This time Cindy and Collin behaved just like all the other mom and son twosome that lived there. Cindy's hand 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 wound but none required hospital stays.

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

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

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

One full cousin drank too much, got au naturel and jumped into the swimming pond. Her son followed suit of clothes. Soon the former mothers were stripping down and jumping in. Their sons, some reluctant, joined too.

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

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

"We'll get to love them practiced. They're fellowship after all,"Cindy stepped out of her shorts and thong. Collin watched her nosedive into the pool.

One of the early son found her when she emerged from the below the open. He tickled her face, then playfully cupped her bosom. Cindy spun around and hopped into his arms.

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

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

Cindy waved to Collin to enter the pool. He laughed, ineffective to jib 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 former couples.

The pond died down, there was no more playing and spatter. The only auditory sensation heard was kissing, moaning, and mothers on their Logos. Cindy guided Collin inside her, officially joining the orgy.

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

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

The end .