author 's greenback : This is the final exam police matron story. This is Cindy 's 3rd story in the series. She 's a adult female ineffective to orgasm. You do n't have to say her first two history - where she tries adult female, then black men - but this one is her last attempt to cum. As with the early incest stories in this serial publication, this one is trigger-happy. There aren't any explosions or gunfire like the others, but this babe of barbarism gets quite physical.



-1-

Ronnie sat alone in his apartment, naked, pumping his big opprobrious cock. He wasn't horny, he was angry. cerebration of the unnumerable white char he and his brother have had coursed through his nous. In the past times twelvemonth or so, affair changed. The amount of woman throwing themselves at him decreased ; these women seemed to prefer someone else.

Ever since he moved to Charleston, he noticed more and to a greater extent foreign occurrences. All the fair sex that lived near him, who he saw regularly on the beach, didn't card him much. They were hanging around younger, not as buff, and not as gigantically muscular as Ronnie, men - their sons.

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

posing there jacking off, pleasuring himself for the foremost meter in years, Ronnie thought about the near constant stream of sex he had daily. He thought about the last woman he had sex with - Stephanie.

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

Ronnie couldn't call up what he said to her. Something about the weather, something about her bikini, maybe he introduced himself at that first meeting. He couldn't recollection. 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 spell since he had pussy. 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 abruptly, out-of-town head trip. 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 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 adult female before. She was already devoted and addicted to individual - her son.

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

His comrade Rodney was experiencing a similar phenomenon in Miami - his stable of woman was drying up, moving away, showing no real pursuit in him.

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

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

*******

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

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

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

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

"fine. Just need to take over strain,"Cindy told a half truth.

Her instructor shrugged and greeted a few scholarly person for the next class. A few moment later, Cindy stopped her kicks, caught her breathing place, grabbed her bag, and left.

On the way home, after a farseeing day on her patrol route, then her kickboxing class, Cindy thought about how good a shower bath would feel. Afterward, she'd start her near nightly masturbation ritual. She would choose from her vast assembling of anal pearl, dildos, and vibrators - all of varying sizes from small to massive.

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

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

Cindy rubbed her clitoris thought process of the last orgasm she had - 18 years ago.

It was a rare, but possible, phenomena ; having an orgasm during childbirth. Cindy moaned a lilliputian louder thinking about it in the hot shower. She was pushing her baby out, her mother and nurse cheering her on. She felt something construction, tingling, and burning, possibly due to her vagina being stretched out. She didn't know or care ; she simply recalled how full it felt, approaching two tenner ago.

She gave parturition, crying of joy and pleasure, her torso radiating orgasmic waving after she delivered Collin. It was her first and death orgasm.

Her spousal relationship fell apart, psychiatrists didn't help, and doctors didn't help as nil physically incorrectly with her was found.

The second passed in the exhibitor. Cindy's thoughts returned to her upcoming month. She rinsed her hair thinking of her and Collin traveling to Charleston, South Carolina for two ground. One was a family reunion she agreed to go to. She hardly ever saw those cousin-german, rarely ever sending card game or visiting during the vacation, 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 relatives, but to see her second reason.

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

"Rub that pussy,"her sound 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 carrottop, Bea said, having just moved to the Saami area as Cindy's congener."I can't delay 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 eld ago she suggested Cindy try sex with women, hoping an climax would come from it. Bea offered herself to her friend. 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 stool 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 Wonder Woman in general visual aspect - Diana being the superhero's first name.

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

"have you met anyone down there ?"

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

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

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

There was a break on the other line of descent ; Cindy heard Bea's muffled vocalisation, talking to someone in the way. There was giggling, Cindy assumed it was Bea's sister.

"What about Collin ?"Bea asked.

"What about him ?"

"fountainhead, his parturition 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 adjacent hint ?"Cindy rolled her eyes.

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

"Bea, that's -"


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

"That's illegal, crazy -"

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

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

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

"commodity,"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 sisterlike incest would ensue.

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

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

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

Cindy, on her way back to her bedroom, couldn't helper but think Bea might be on to something - something wrong and wayward, but something indeed. Maybe not only was Collin's nascency 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 adjacent day Cindy responded to a domestic disturbance call at a trailer common. She followed protocol and called for backup, waiting patiently for it to get in. It happened to be the maitre d' of the precinct. When he arrived, they nodded to one another and walked toward the trailer in question.

"We ain't hurtin'nobody !"a large, overweight woman, wearing only a night-robe yelled at Cindy a few minutes later.

When she answered the door, it was gentle for the officers to smell the sens of Cannabis sativa. They asked if they could figure the nursing home, a short, small man only wearing boxers told his married woman to"let them in, we ain't got nothing to hide."

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

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

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

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

She broke free of his grip and ran off, Cindy was close enough to extend her pes and trip the large piece of music of lagger parkland folderol."Oops,"Cindy grinned, receiving a thank you from her Captain.

*******

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

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

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

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

"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, Princess 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 suction cup base.

"I know it's not normal, but it'd be consensual. You two wouldn't be hurting anyone,"Bea said. Cindy's center widened, Son from the cracker at the trailer park phone 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 couple today. They were smoking pot in their preview. The married woman said something interchangeable about smoking."

"Right. See ? They weren't hurting anyone, just enjoying themselves. dishonor 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, shame over what we did."

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

They ended their birdcall a few second later, Cindy cutting Bea off, thanking her, telling her she needs sleep. Cindy rolled over, once again holding a huge dildo like a shift bear. She wondered about Collin's openness to incest. She assumed he'd be sickened by it. Moving to her back, Cindy couldn't assist but think that she herself wouldn't be sickened by it. It'd be damage, frightful, trashy, but she wouldn't be grossed out by him.

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

"Any luck ?"Bella asked.

"Nope. It'll need meter I suppose."

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

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

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

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

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

*******

Ronnie unlocked and slid open a gravid door to an abandoned warehouse. He was capable to pull in a deal with the attribute proprietor, lying about his intentions 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 role windows that weren't boarded up. The warehouse itself was just exterior of town, not far from creek and marshlands.

He tugged at his big Joseph Black pecker, walking around the building complex, taking preeminence of its inside. He walked up a steel staircase to the second floor. Ronnie surmised warehouse managers sat up there, overlooking the deftness, long, long ago.

There was a large hole in the roof. Ronnie could see where rain poured in. There was water scathe on the storey of the second tarradiddle overlook. He could see flooring boards rotting away. Ronnie looked up through a gob in the ceiling future, flossy, ovalbumin cloud visible against the grim sky. He saw a bird's nest near the hole situated on a beam.

He whipped his putz out and casually stroked himself, thinking of his plans. He decided to take the women to this 2nd floor overlook sphere. The office is where their cages would be. Ronnie thought about setting up a simple table in the midsection of the overlook. This would be where he would violate them. Standing against the railing, looking over the empty storage warehouse, Ronnie decided when he was done, this would be where he would hang them, one-by-one, with his belt.





-3-

The next night, Cindy's bed was slamming against the wall. She was riding the giving dildo she owned."Come on !"she closed her optic, grit her dentition, fucking the dildo as hard as she could.

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

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

That led to single view. Collin on top of her ; his cock plunging in and out of her instead of the dildo. Cindy's eye's shot undecided, she stopped fucking herself. For a split 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 hands traveled up her stomach, over her titty, tweaking her nipples. She thought of Collin again, sucking her tits then kissing her.

"No !"she shook the simulacrum from her head word and climbed under the covers, raging at herself.

*******

'' Well ? '' Bea asked on the phone the next 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 yoke ? commencement it was just sleeping with him, now you 're suggesting we 'd be a twosome ? '' 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 air with him. I do n't see how it could be a one-time thing. If I had to guess, he 's the key to making you cum again, therefore, you 'll be his woman. ``

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

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


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

'' hold ! I 've failed you two fourth dimension. Both of my hypnotism for things to try own failed. This is my third and final suggestion. I feel that if you and Collin become lovers, not just mom and son, you will have an climax every meter you two make love. He gave you one when he was born. ``

There was a farsighted break on Cindy 's end. `` Alright, like I said, that 's adequate. I need to go. spill the beans to you later. ``

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

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

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

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

Cindy sat on the edge of her bed, `` What if we became fan ? No. This is unintelligent. 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 couple Clarence Day without calling Bea. She texted her friend a simple `` ca n't talk. thinking. ``

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

She was busy at the kitchen sump scrubbing dishful frantically later in the day when Collin approached. Cindy heard a lenient `` hey '' followed by a aristocratic hand on her shoulder.

'' Oh, hi, '' Cindy glanced over her berm to her son, a yoke inches brusque than her.

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

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

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

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

'' Hmm ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

*******

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

The dog crateful were lining the back bulwark of the creaky situation on the second floor. Ronnie positioned a hold over several human foot away from the doorway, directly under the heavy mess in the ceiling. He'd consume his fun with them there, reminding them of what they are missing out on, what he can offer them.

Ronnie inspected the weakly sphere in the floor, 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 initiatory floor.

His sick lilliputian area, where he would take female parent and keep them, anguish them, flow them, then bury them was turning out quite nicely.





-4-

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

"Yes."

"Ok,"he waited."Well ?"

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

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

"Something wrong ?"he asked.

"I want, or need, to babble to you about something I've been going through my totally liveliness. Only a couple doctors and Bea and Bella know about it."

"Mom, are you for sure nothing is wrong."

"It's ok. It's naught life story threatening, nothing 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 bit before proceeding.

"We're both adult now. You're eighteen, you know how the birds and the bees work. The outcome I've had my stallion life pertains to that."

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

"Again, it's aught 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 moron. You know when Bea and Bella lived with us before they moved to capital of West Virginia, you know they shared a bed with me."

"It's fine, I know. No demand to go into details. If you're a lesbian, it's fine, really,"Collin said.

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

"Well, I don't know what to narrate you. I'm sorry about your outcome with that stuff though."

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

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

"It was when I gave nascence to you."

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

"It's rarefied, but apparently it's been known to happen - women having an orgasm during childbearing. Bea has been trying to help oneself me, offering proffer, things like that. She even,"Cindy gave a fake laugh."She even said you were the cause of the orgasm and maybe you'd be the lonesome person to give me one now."

"What did she think ?"

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

"Did it ?"

"Right. Heh, did it."

"Oh,"Collin looked away nodding his head.

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

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

"I know. Real crazy."

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

"She wanted me to think about it. I can't believe it, but I actually did. I guess that's what'll hap after eighteen years of not having an climax - 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 willing to even believe about doing that with me ?"Cindy asked.

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

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

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

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

An hour later, after several large chugs of vodka, Cindy stood in front of her bathroom mirror in a fit black bra and thong. She smiled at herself and retrieved a case. She left her way and headed to Collin's.

She knocked on the room access a duo times. Collin opened it seeing a tall, muscular woman with a pillowcase over her head.

"wellspring ?"Cindy asked."If I cover my face, would it piss it soft ?"

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 face is just all right. It looks peachy,"he glanced at her body."All of you looks peachy. You could pass for Wonder womanhood - just like Bea says."

"Thank you. Maybe we could just hang out. catch a picture show or something,"Cindy suggested, extending her arm.

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

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

"You know, you do seem outstanding. I was dangerous,"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 headspring."I'm sorry you have hassle in that particular department."

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

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

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

"I mean, do you want me to ?"

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

He smiled, unsure of what to say. He held her for a few Sir Thomas More minute of arc. Collin turned off the TV, extended his hand, and they headed to their bedrooms.

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

"It's fine, 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 root for 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 ira and pent up frustration, but out of hopefulness, purpose, and boilers suit felicity. She felt like a weight had been lifted by telling Collin of her sexual climax problem. His chemical reaction of not being thoroughly grossed out by Bea's proffer, plus the expression he gave her when they said goodnight, made Cindy think her son might actually nurse the idea of incest. Her own persuasion toward it, while still feeling it was awry and cat, viewed it more as a electric potential solution - a treatment for her issue.

That day in capital of West Virginia, Ronnie was busy studying, watching the charwoman on the beach near his base. As he suspected they were with their sons. He saw a mathematical group of brunet, in their bikinis, with younger men, playing volleyball game, playing in the ocean, or sitting with each other. He heard a few of the guys call out"mom"here and there while addressing them. He saw an aged brunette handing out sandwiches, in a maternally fashion, to untested guys. They all had dark haircloth ; he presumed they were her nephews. He didn't know for sure, but he watched them all afternoon.

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





-5-

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

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

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

"Yeah, I guess."

"Our fellowship too. It's been many years since I've seen them. I was kinda of appall they reached out to me to invite us to this reunion. I'm to a greater extent than looking forward to seeing Bea and Bella though."

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

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

"Huh ?"

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

"Oh, right. No, I know you aren't. Just being 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 bump ? How would it bump ?"

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

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

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

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

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

"rightfulness. That's one alternative. Or we could be More affectionate with each early. Maybe some kisses here and there,"She jabbed at his side.

"Ha, right."

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

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

"No. There's something wrong up here,"Cindy pointed to her head."The doctors have examined me and run tryout. They have found zip wrong with my parts down there. Everything workplace normally, nothing unusual. So it must be something in my question. When I gave giving birth to you, maybe I was so overjoyed to see you, my mind allowed me to sustain one. Or maybe when you came out, you pressed against me in there in a certain way that caused it to happen."

"Whoa,"Collin held up his hand.

"Sorry, too very much 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 cryptic breath."It's so unseasonable and bizarre. I'd be afraid you'd hate me or I'd hatred myself. I'd be afraid our relationship would be forever ruined."

"I could never hate you, Mom."

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

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

"Me neither. How would you experience if you and I had sex ? Would you experience wild 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 uncanny. I'd be helping this older char out with this job 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, negative look afterward."

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

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

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

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

*******

Ronnie was at the baseball club the following night, watching the same group of brunette mummy. They were all dressed up, saltation, imbibing, enjoying a miss's night 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 several virile names. One of them said"my son,"“ your son,"and so on, followed by talk of the town of sex acts. One of them shushed another, telling her to proceed her vox down. They bickered a bit, one of them was wino, stating no one was paying care or listening to her. She was faulty, Ronnie picked up on nigh of their conversation, pretending to be playing on his phone in the booth behind theirs.

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

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

In the bushes, with field glasses, Ronnie spied on the mothers. He shook his head teacher, disgusted that they didn't even close the blind. Each house he spied on he watched them walk through the house, not a care in the humankind, undressing as they made their way to a bedroom. The big, beautiful houses lit up one-by-one, female parent entering their bedchamber, to get hold of care of their son all night.

He could see a few couples fucking, a mother on top, riding and bouncing on a putz. Ronnie snuck through the shadow back street between the beach rest home. He heard muffled war cry of joy coming from the inside. Ronnie was able to see into one's backyard consortium area. One of the womanhood, the one who was drunk and talking loudly about her son, was on all four-spot in the shoal end of the puddle. She was getting fucked from behind by, Ronnie assumed, the son she was talking about. He watched the charwoman flood tide, choler building inside him. It wouldn't be tenacious before he would take these female parent from their sons and show them what they were missing. He tugged at his prick and headed back to his car.





-6-

"Am I too with child ?"Cindy asked the succeeding night, in her jammies short circuit and tankful 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 totally 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 caput."She tried to help me every single nighttime. All night."

"Ok, ok, I get it."

"Bella too. Both them, they,"Cindy thought about all those Night Bea and Bella worshiped her body, each sucking a boob, kissing down to her pussy."They tried to help oneself me. Nothing we did worked. No miniature worked either."

"You have toys ?"

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

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

"I have a twain of those too. Battery operated. Again, Collin, nothing worked,"Cindy's optic lowered, her hand running over Collin's shirt-covered pectus."I can't tell you how many clip -"she stopped.

"What ? How many times you what ?"

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

"Really ?"

"I do it almost every dark, Collin. I know it's pointless. I know it won't work, but in the binding 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 rima oris hung open."O-ok."

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

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

"To orgasm ?"she looked into his eyes 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 romp with myself with my fingers or my toy. I'll have phone sex with Bea to humour her, but that's about it."

Collin nodded, processing everything.
"Anyway, it's late. Let's go to bed. Walk me to my way,"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 impudence."It was prissy disbursal more time with you."

"Yeah it was."

"Collin ? Can I try something ?"

"Like what ?"

"Don't worry, nothing too scary."

"Uh ok, sure."

"end your eyes. Don't vexation,"Cindy said. Collin did as was told. Cindy paused a moment, looking to her son, a couple inches shorter than her. She took a abstruse breath and slowly kissed his lips. She closed her center, letting her sass joint 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 tail lip,"I swear I'm not trying to score you."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Just wanted to let you jazz thing are getting interesting with Collin."

"Oh ? Is he into the incest idea 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 charm !"

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

"Ok,"Bea smiled."You have a expert nighttime. I have a special acquaintance 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 seraphic sis, we will record her our minuscule secret in person,"Bea grinned.





-7-

It was the night before Cindy and Collin's repulse up to South Carolina from Florida. In her tank top and step-in, she was lying on Collin's chest in his bed.

"Do you consider I'm too improbable ?"she asked her son.

"Of course not. You mean for sex ?"

"In ecumenical, really."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Sounds shivery,"he joked.

"Oh it would be. I have quite a intimate appetence. 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 wed or be a Father. Part of me thinks if we had sex and became fan, that you'd miss out on normal stuff,"Cindy said.

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

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

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

"Then I guess we'd simply have 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 sass. See how it feels from your end,"Cindy closed her eyes."ejaculate on. Don't be shy. It's just me."

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

"Collin ! You can do improve than that. hazard I'm a cleaning lady you love and you have taken your lady to bed,"his female parent said.

Collin shrugged.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Collin placed a hand on her potbelly, 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 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 hand further northward. His finger's breadth touched part of her breast ; his mother moaned into his mouth.

"Do it,"she urged him.

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

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

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

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

She slid down his eubstance, her breasts coming out of his backtalk, and kissed him harder than before. Cindy felt like he could easily take a crap her cum. She thought about why and how when her cell sound ringing shook her back to reality.

It rang several times before Cindy broke the kiss, annoyingly grabbing her phone. It was a cousin-german from capital of West Virginia, 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 headphone."Huh uh. Sounds great. We'll leave around 3am. Yeah I'm up early routine anyway, so it's fine."

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

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

Collin nodded, watching his topless mother go away his elbow room. He lay down, his heart racing, trying to make up sense of what just happened.

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





-8-

Collin slept almost half the way there the surveil morning. As Cindy drove from their Tampa home, thinking about the event from the previous night, 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 experienced are you ?"Cindy asked, ten minutes into the drive after breakfast.

"Not very."

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

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

"I really enjoyed last night,"Cindy said, changing the guinea pig to the two of them."I thought it was really sweet-flavored and loving. I think we were headed to crossing a line. Had I not got that phone margin call, we might have."

"Yeah."

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

"Alright,"Collin kept looking out the passenger incline 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 enjoy last night ? Our little session ?"

Collin nodded.

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

He nodded once more.

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

"Huh ?"Collin looked over to his mother.

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

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

"Let me bang. No pressure."

*******

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

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

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

"Alright,"Collin smiled, following Bella.

The second the door closed, Bea lunged at Cindy straddling her, kissing her, ripping off her own two-piece top. They said nothing, Cindy standing, taking the smaller cleaning 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 tits."I missed you too,"Cindy said, popping a tit out of her mouth.

Bella and Collin arrived an 60 minutes later from the store. Bella sent a text to let them know they were there, Bea's phone buzzing on the bedside board, signaling them to keep it down some.

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

Bea emerged an hour later in her bikini. She jumped into the puddle, swimming to her sister."You're act,"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 call were heard future as Bea and Collin walked out of the fencing, making their way to the beach.

"We love your female parent, we really do,"Bea said, riding around on Collin's back in the urine."We've been trying to facilitate her."

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

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

"Help ?"

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

Collin was confused.

"I think you are what she needs in every way. I think you and her will give birth a wonderful life sentence together."

Collin slowly nodded.

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

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

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

"There's something we need to talk to you about,"Bella added."Something I think you'll like."

"Heh, alright."

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

They ate dinner together, chatted about Bea and Bella's lovely new home, talked about how favorable the neighborhood is. Bea didn't live far from the sept reunion Cindy and Collin were attending the future day.

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

Collin fell asleep in her arms. She held him on the sofa, savoring his heat. After an hour or so, Cindy starting to languish, 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 G-string onto Collin's pillow.

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

Cindy moaned, weaponry extended, lying on her back, the two cleaning woman worshiping her body. They licked and kissed over every brawn. They worked their way up, each taking a breast to their mouths. Cindy felt no urge to culminate, but loved the tending from her friends.

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

"A little."

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

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

They kissed each other during their sexual climax in endeavor to mute 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 skilful job of keeping it surreptitious from everyone,"Bea added.

The three cleaning lady shared a passionate osculation."Are you two fan ? A span ?"Cindy asked.

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

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

"Yes, but you are his mom. I suspected a female parent and son would require to be a mate - I don't see how they couldn't be. It'd be far More knowledgeable. Unless of form, 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 strike 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 lip."Maybe."

*******

That night, Ronnie dug shoal graves outside of his rundown warehouse. He dug ten Robert Graves, the turd piled next to each one. He had no theme how many mothers he'd be able-bodied to abduct. He was assuming at to the lowest degree five.

The next day he would go hunting. well-nigh of it would consist of more observance and following. But he would bestow his Tasers, his SUV would be cleaned out, making enough room for their bodies. He was unable to buy a gun in a seasonably fashion, so a baseball bat was brought along in face the Tasers malfunctioned or broke.

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





-9-

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

There were no husbands. There were no men over the age of XXX. Early to mid-20s seemed to be the oldest age range, eighteen being the youngest. The women, all brunettes, all shorter than Cindy, were in their recently 30s up to mid-40s. However, they all looked fabulous. No gray hair, barely any noticeable wrinkles. Their bodies were in incredible shape. They did n't equate to the curiosity Woman-like physical body of Cindy, but they certainly had physical fitness model or stripper 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 last saw their right friend - Cindy. She was confused by it, smiling awkwardly, her and Collin hugging them back, not for certain what to think. The males approached Collin, a distich of them had to re-introduce themselves to him ; it 'd been since he was a toddler since he saw a couple of them.

matter got interesting later on. Cindy, always observant, apparently not enough to see Bea and Bella were lover, noticed the female parent and sons behaved differently. It was subtle ; a hand placement here, a caress there, a hug or mass on the cheek or lips. She noticed one of the mother 's sitting side by side to her son, her hand on his thigh, his arm around her after dinner party. `` They 're like distich, '' Cindy thought. She glanced at Collin. Their oculus met, he looked away.

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

Cindy saw one of the mothers flirt with Collin. She had to hide a laugh, seeing his unease at an older woman sitting on his lap asking about college plans while playing with his hair. He did n't experience where to put his handwriting on his cousin-german. 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 trend she 's gorgeous too, '' the son hugged her, quickly kissing her lips.

Cindy blushed, seeing him glance over her body. It was mildly out or keeping, but given the type of relative she apparently had, she did n't mind as much.

They invited Cindy to go out with them that evening - fair sex only. Collin suggested she 'd possess fun. In truth, he felt awkward, so did Cindy. They were surrounded by mother and Logos who were obviously romantically involved. They were the odd couple out. Time apart to march it was what they needed.

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

'' Soooo ? '' Bea said, sitting following to Collin on the couch. `` How are thing with your mom ? ``

'' Uh, fine. ``

'' We saw the way you looked at her, or barely looked at her, when she left. I 'm guessing all the mommies at the reunification have very exceptional family relationship with their Son. ``

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

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

"Huh ?"

The sisters traded looks, stood, and discase. Collin's rima oris hung open as they started kissing passionately.

*******

Ronnie watched the group of women, one of them he never saw before, sit and crapulence in the gaudy night club. He had it all planned out. He'd choose them one-by-one, two at a time if potential, pilling them up in his SUV, parked near the rear entering. He watched the tallest one, Cindy, thinking that he might have difficulty with her.

He waited and waited, his luck 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 backrest door, his hands over their mouths. He punched them, then throwing them in the back of his SUV.

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

He waited and used his Taser on the fourth and fifth char when they came outside together. Ronnie snuck back in via the spinal column door and found the sixth and concluding woman, sitting alone, wondering if her cousin was ok. They told her they'd be right back.

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

"No thanks,"she answered.

"You sure ?"

"I'm sure."

Ronnie tugged at his dick through his short pants."Aww, descend on."

"There's cipher you have that will do me any good,"Cindy glanced to his crotch, grabbed her bag and left.

Ronnie sneered and followed.





-10-

Cindy fell to her knees, in an alley outside the club, feeling her body overtaken by electricity. She shook, her eye rolled into the dorsum of her drumhead, she drooled. The only thought process on her nous was Collin.

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

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

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

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

'' Damn, you 're heavy, '' he placed her in the bundle of cleaning woman in the back of his SUV.

Cindy woke up an hour later, her ankle joint and articulatio radiocarpea bounce and tied. She was in a rundown authority ; the lonesome light germ was moonlight shining down from a yap in the cap on the early position of the office window.

Cindy counted six large dog crates. Four of them had cleaning woman, her full cousin, crammed into them. Their wrists and ankle joint tied like Cindy's. There was an vacuous one that Cindy guessed she couldn't fit in. Another was empty too. Its dweller was outside the office, on the table, moon spark shining down on her, as huge, muscular black man raped her.

The screaming shook Cindy from her grogginess. Each prison term Ronnie slammed his cock into her full 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 first cousin scream. She was bent over the tabular array, Ronnie right behind her, raping her.

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

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

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

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

Cindy said nothing, she didn't thigh-slapper, she remained expressionless, taking in her surroundings.

Ronnie entered her from nates, sliding his tool all the way in, stretching her out. Cindy remained still, letting him, ignoring the infliction. She observed a small desk in the corner. She was capable to make out parts of the desk falling off, rotting away. She saw a dark clod next to it - Ronnie's clothes. The moonlight shining down assisted her with seeing rope next to his wearable, and something on the desk. It was small rectangular. She wondered if it was a tool of some kind for cutting rope. As Ronnie raped her she thought of a plan. She wanted to get over to the desk somehow to get the tool, maybe use it to free the others. Cindy needed to be unshackled first.

An hour passed, Ronnie wasn't letting up, giving it to Cindy the grueling and longest. Moonlight disappeared behind clouds. Cindy heard thunder getting louder and louder. As Ronnie raped her, Cindy felt a rain cliff ground on her dorsum. Then another and several more falling through the hole in the roof. The rain droplets felt nice.

"That's it. flavour nice. I'll make him think I enjoy this,"Cindy cerebration. More rain drop-off kissed her skin and Cindy let out a flash moan.

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

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

"Uh huh,"Cindy moaned again.

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

"Yes !"Cindy whimpered."Yes !"

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

"Harder,"Cindy said.

"You want it harder ? You got it,"Ronnie flipped her onto her rachis. 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 wrists,"Cindy complained.

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

"Hey,"she stopped him."remove the R-2 and I'll let you fuck me all Nox. I was wrong at the club."

Ronnie paused ; in his mind he'd drink down her anyway. He shrugged, cut the circle and Cindy grabbed his head bringing him for a retentive, strong osculation, making eminence of the cutting tool Ronnie set on the floor nearby.

She wrapped her blazonry and leg 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 pleasance as trashy as she could. The rainwater poured down on her, Ronnie watching what he thought was something he caused.

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

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

"take aim a break, I'll keep going in a little bit,"Ronnie said. Cindy reached his wearing 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 barbs hit him. It landed in his shoulder, causing him to go to his knees. Cindy made her way to the office, her finger's breadth on the trigger, holding it down, only delivering half the electrical dosage.

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

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

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

'' You have to come with us ! ``

'' Find helper ; get home to your Son. I 'll wield him, '' Cindy squeezed her cousin-german 's shoulder. `` They love and need their moms, just like you love and need them. ``

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

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

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

The next speech sound Cindy heard was Ronnie bellowing in pain, then gasping for air, from his broken costa. He was on his genu, clutching his side.

Cindy stood, expressionless watching Ronnie crawl away - a big, hulking man, seemingly taken out by a punch. She smirked and walked toward him. Ronnie took a deep breath, gathering as a lot air as the nuisance 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 prison term to see Ronnie 's succeeding attack either. Gathering all the air in his lungs, sending oxygen to his muscles, he squatted, grabbed Cindy and tossed her over his vast shoulders.

She landed directly on the worn down, damaged country of the floor. All 150 Irish pound of muscle of the six-foot-tall charwoman crashed through it and fell to the first storey near the entranceway of the warehouse. Ronnie looked through the muddle, barely able to ready out her torso in fetal position.

He fell to his knee once more than, in agony. `` I 'm going bury that bitch. ``

Ronnie, struggling to breath, limped down the steel stairs. He grabbed his spadeful, then a script full of Cindy 's whisker. `` Bury this kick, '' he could barely whisper. He dragged her cut up and bruised, unconscious body out into the mud, toward the grave he dug earlier.





-11-

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

"Hey, uh, it's getting kind tardy. 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 drink, dancing, who knows. I'm certainly she's fine,"Bea added.

In that exact moment, Ronnie was pushing a mixture of scandal and mud from the pile next to the grave onto to Cindy's body. He managed to cover her feet, leg, tum, chest with a layer ; her feet and legs covered the most. He covered one-half her case 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 respiration. He was exhausted but his choler would tug him to make out his task and get away.

Someone else's anger was driving them. Cindy's optic opened in the grave. They darted around, figuring out where she was. She saw Ronnie, his vertebral column to her, struggling, clutching his side. Cindy pulled her arm out of the clayey dirt and mud, brushing it first away from her face, spitting some out of her mouth. She sat up in the grave, dirt falling off her shoulders and breasts. With her former arm dislodge now, she pushed and moved her branch, allowing herself to rise. Standing in the tomb, ignoring the pain in her fountainhead, she stared at Ronnie.

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

"No !"he reached for the shovel, swinging it at Cindy. She caught the weak swing with her proper deal and yanked the excavator away from him. She head-butted Ronnie in the facial expression, causing him hit and gloaming backward.

This was the stop at which her rage truly consumed her. She could've walked away, waiting for the police to get in. Instead, she thought of this man's architectural plan to contract 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 soul she loved most, and Ronnie was going to take her from him.

She circled him, planning her following move, the rain causing blood and mud to dribble 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 unvoiced as she could, causing it to invert. Ronnie roared in nuisance, falling to the earth. Cindy circled him again.

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

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

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

Cindy lunged at him, mounting him and proceeded to slam her fist repeatedly into his look. She was like some sort of cage combatant, except there was no reviewer to pull her off him.

His nose broke, his cheek and lips were cut, teeth were knocked out, his eyes cut, and swollen shut.

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

When her manpower became too sore, Cindy stood, and proceeded to stump her heel into Ronnie's organic structure as hard as she could. She heard More ribs crack. She saw him vomit more pedigree and the capacity of his bowel. His consistence was a low pile of mush. 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 cad out of what remained of his human face. Her and his pedigree covered it, mixed with some of his teeth.

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

She went to her knees, and then rolled to her back 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 wand, but that night in the rain, she killed a man with her bare hands.

The femme fatale grew louder and louder with each bit. 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 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 ship's officer."I need to see to my son,"she demanded.

"Ma'am we need a statement from you. We need to bear out your taradiddle with theirs,"he said.

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

"Ma'am I don't -"

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

The officer looked around, looking to the other abduct women. `` Alright. All their affirmation have been given. They all said you stayed behind so they could get avail. I 'll necessitate you to your son, go ahead discipline on him, get cleaned up and total back out to my car. Fifteen hour. ``

'' Thank you, '' Cindy said.

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



-12-

"Ah yes ! Yes !"Bea and Bella were in the midsection of the living room level, scissoring in front of Collin. His mouth open as he watched the sister fuck.

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

"goodness huh ?"Bea asked.

"Wow,"he whispered.

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

"Are you nice and hard ?"Bella asked.

"Uh,"Collin glanced to his crotch.

"lack to wet-nurse his cock with me ?"Bella asked.

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

"Awww,"Bella frowned.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

A few second later, his business organisation was relieved. A tall, au naturel, fit woman, her hair dampness, her skin muddy and bloody, practically burst through the breast threshold."My room. Five second,"she glared.

He gulped watching her nude eubstance quickly move by him. Cindy went straight to her shower, washing off dirt and blood. She only had 15 instant to check on Collin. The officer waiting in the driveway would fall to the door when time was up.

Cindy took ten minutes to wash away herself. It was fine - she only needed five minutes with Collin. She found him waiting on the bed when she exited the rain shower and lavatory, 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 osculation, pulling his shirt off.

"Mom, wait,"he squirmed.

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

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

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

With that she impaled herself on his putz, coming down on him with all her body weight, sending his peter as inscrutable 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, essence racing, having hassle breathing.

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

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

Once more she squatted up and came down on his cock."Yes !"she cried out, the spark inside her growing Thomas More and more, spreading to every component part of her physical structure, radiating warmth and pleasure.

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

She squatted a couple more times, her entire body felt tingly. Her snatch contracted and trembled. Cindy looked into her son's face, unable to emit or speak.

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

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

"Ahhh !"She arched her back, delight flowing in every venous blood vessel, the feeling of fire up pouring out of her body.

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

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

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

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

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

A few minutes passed, Cindy knew their fourth dimension was up - at least for a few hours. She was kissing him, lying on top of Collin, the police force officer banging on the front room access."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 travelling bag, 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 waist. He sat his mother up ; she kissed at his belly 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 boxers and a T-shirt, and then helped her walk out. He propped her against the front doorway, making out while the cop waiting patiently. The doorbell rang, he knocked again.

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

"Can't wait."

She opened the door, looking over her shoulder joint, smiling at her buff. 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 slash were minor, not needing stitches. Before her orgasm with Collin, her intact body was in pain from her fall and subsequent fighting with Ronnie. An hr after the effects of climaxing for the first time in over eighteen eld had worn off, the pain started to yield. Her manus hurt the most, but they would injure up and heal. She also had sign of the zodiac of a kid concussion.

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

Cindy stayed behind so they could find help. She fought Ronnie, after initially injuring him ; he got the pep pill hired man. She woke up in a grave with dirt on her. Adrenaline took over and they fought once more. She beat him to death. That was all the constabulary needed to jazz. She left out one detail of how good it felt hearing his off-white crack or seeing his face turn into an unrecognizable mess.

various witnesses at the club were interviewed too, noting Ronnie's leery 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 honest temper she's ever been in.

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





-13-

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

"perfective. How about you ?"

"I'm good."

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

"rightfield. It was, it was -"

"Incredible ?"

"Yeah. Incredible. Kinda agile though."

"Collin, sweetie, do you intend you and I could persist in 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 hand out. We'll take it material slow this time."

Collin nodded.

"We can explore each former's bodies."

"Yes,"he nodded once more.

"Great,"Cindy kissed his nerve and made her way to the toilet. She undressed without closing the door. Collin watched her swither up behind the clean-cut shower door.

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

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

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

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

"A concussion too. But I'll be ok. Feel destitute to kiss my combat injury if you want - or kiss wherever you want."

"I don't know where to start."

"Bea and Bella like to kiss on these,"Cindy cupped her breasts."Then work on their way down. But you do whatever you want. I have a feel, since you're all I need I won't be having sex with them as much. At some point in time I may toss you to those brute - but I want you all to myself for a while."

Collin sat staring at her body.

"Here,"Cindy reached for his mitt, placing them on her bay window."Relax, explore. We didn't get a hazard earlier ; I was pressed for meter. I really needed you though. I still do."

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

"We're moving here,"Cindy said.

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

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

She felt her body thrill when Collin rubbed her nipples. He licked his rim as he did."Go ahead. Suck them,"Cindy placed her hand behind his headspring, arching her back.

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

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

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

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

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

Cindy went to her spine. Collin, now nude, started with her infantry, kissing and licking them. He worked his way up her leg, 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 dive in, licking and eating out her pussy. Cindy orgasmed various times in that many transactions. Each time she sprayed her succus all over her son's side. Collin laughed, his font drenched and dripping.

He licked his way over her tummy, breast, neck, finding her mouthpiece. She loved the mouthful of herself on his tongue.

On top of her, with one intention, to fill her with his seed, Collin entered her. Cindy came within seconds again, Collin a footling later. When he ejaculated, his rooster pumping her full 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 nothing, only kissed tenderly. When Collin was ready to go again, he got behind Cindy, licking all over her ass, fingering her from behind, giving her another orgasm.

He paused when he entered her, running his hands all over her back. Cindy looked over her shoulder at him, another coming on the way. She didn't see the result 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 individual in the world.

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

He went to one knee, grabbed her hips and mated with a near constant climaxing woman - his mother.





-14-

The slept well into the good afternoon the next day.

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

They made love in the exhibitor, dried off afterward and finally put some wearing apparel on. Bea and Bella were home by then, walking around naked.

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

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

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

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

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

Everyone was amercement. There were nipper hurt but none required hospital stays.

After dinner, Cindy led Collin behind the sign of the zodiac to absorb his shaft. She was on her stifle, slobbering all over his gumshoe, 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 lading down Cindy's pharynx. She stood, wiped her rima oris and thanked her son.

One cousin drank too much, got defenseless and jumped into the swim pool. Her son followed suit. Soon the other female parent were stripping down and jumping in. Their sons, some reluctant, joined too.

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

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

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

One of the early Son found her when she emerged from the below the aerofoil. He tickled her incline, then playfully cupped her white meat. 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 delivery your mom,"he called over his shoulder."I might not give her back !"

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

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

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

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

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

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

The end .