writer 's Note : This is the final Policewomen story. This is Cindy 's third base story in the serial. She 's a adult female ineffectual to orgasm. You do n't accept to read her initiatory two stories - where she tries charwoman, then dark men - but this one is her final endeavour to cum. As with the early incest stories in this series, this one is crimson. There aren't any detonation or gunfire like the others, but this babe of barbarity gets quite physical.



-1-

Ronnie sat alone in his flat, naked, pumping his big blackamoor dick. He wasn't horny, he was furious. intellection of the numberless livid adult female he and his buddy have had coursed through his mind. In the past year or so, things changed. The amount of womanhood throwing themselves at him decreased ; these cleaning lady seemed to prefer someone else.

Ever since he moved to Charleston, he noticed Thomas More and more than strange natural event. All the cleaning lady that lived near him, who he saw regularly on the beach, didn't poster him much. They were hanging around untested, 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 order. 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 offset time in years, Ronnie thought about the come on unremitting flow of sex he had daily. He thought about the close woman he had sex with - Stephanie.

It was various week ago. The blond was walking with another womanhood and her son along the beach. Ronnie watched her hug the woman and buss her son adios. They departed and Stephanie continued her base on balls alone.

Ronnie couldn't remember what he said to her. Something about the weather, something about her Bikini, maybe he introduced himself at that commencement 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 Nox - it'd been quite a piece 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 short, out-of-town trip. She didn't say she was her son's lover, but the way she said it, made Ronnie realize she was using him just like she'd use a dildo as a masturbation proficiency. 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 mordant cock 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 coffin. The death of his chum was.

His sidekick Rodney was experiencing a standardized phenomenon in Miami - his horse barn of women was drying up, moving away, showing no real interest in him.

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

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

*******

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

"Cindy,"her kickboxing instructor interrupted her, over an hour after class ended."Go family,"he looked upward at the near six foot improbable brunette.

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

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

"amercement. Just need to relieve stress,"Cindy told a one-half truth.

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

On the way place, after a long day on her patrol itinerary, then her kickboxing class, Cindy thought about how serious a shower would find. Afterward, she'd begin her near nightly masturbation rite. She would choose from her vast solicitation of anal retentive beads, 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 constitutional to an issuing she was having. In the shower, she rinsed off and lathered up her tired muscles, moaning slightly when she held her white meat, running her thumb over her put up nipples.

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

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

She gave birth, crying of joy and pleasure, her body radiating orgasmic moving ridge after she delivered Collin. It was her first and hold out orgasm.

Her marriage fell apart, shrink didn't help, and Dr. didn't help as nada physically wrong with her was found.

The bit passed in the shower. Cindy's thoughts returned to her upcoming month. She rinsed her hair's-breadth intellection of her and Collin traveling to Charleston, South Carolina for two grounds. One was a house 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 clip off petition at the precinct and looked forward to this trip - not to see her relatives, but to see her moment reason.

Several minute of arc later, Cindy was on the telephone with her moment reason.

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

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

"I can't wait to see you, when you get here,"The fiery red-header, Bea said, having just moved to the same area as Cindy's congenator."I can't wait to revere your body."

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

Bea was helpful, or tried to be. A few year ago she suggested Cindy try sex with women, hoping an orgasm would get from it. Bea offered herself to her acquaintance. Sadly, that didn't work either. Since then, they've been roomy, having daily sex up until Bea moved to Charleston earlier in the year. Cindy was sad to see her go, but knew deep down, her friend, no one, could make her cum.

"Anything ?"Bea asked.

"Nope,"Cindy stopped playing with herself.

"Diana, I'm so sorry,"Bea said, using her nickname with Cindy. Bea once told Cindy she reminded her of Wonder cleaning lady in cosmopolitan appearing - Princess Diana being the superhero's first name.

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

"have you met anyone down there ?"

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

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

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

There was a suspension on the former line ; Cindy heard Bea's muffled spokesperson, talking to someone in the way. There was giggling, Cindy assumed it was Bea's sister.

"What about Collin ?"Bea asked.

"What about him ?"

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

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

"Think about it. You had one giving 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 nascency gave you an orgasm ; maybe that was a mansion that he is the only one that could."

"That's illegal, brainsick -"

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

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

In Bea's bedroom, she smiled at her naked baby, 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 kitty-cat - almost nightly sisterlike 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 idea of sex with Collin.

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

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

Cindy, on her way back to her bedroom, couldn't help but think Bea might be on to something - something wrong and obstinate, 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 side by side day Cindy responded to a domestic disturbance cry at a house trailer Park. She followed protocol and called for backup, waiting patiently for it to come. It happened to be the master 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 nightie yelled at Cindy a few minutes later.

When she answered the room access, it was easy for the military officer to smell the smoke of marijuana. They asked if they could enter the home, a shortsighted, pocket-sized man only wearing boxers told his wife to"let them in, we ain't got zero to hide."

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

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

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

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

She broke free of his grip and ran off, Cindy was close sufficiency to run her base and head trip the vauntingly 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 mentation of her last sexual climax during Collin's birth. She was on the phone with Bea who just came off an orgasm herself. Cindy waited for Bea to catch her breath.

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

"Sure,"Cindy licked the tip of the dildo of her purulent juices and tossed it.

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

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

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

"Big D ?"

"Yeah, Lady Diana Frances Spencer. You're magnanimous,"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 formula, but it'd be consensual. You two wouldn't be hurting anyone,"Bea said. Cindy's eyes widened, countersign from the redneck at the trailer ballpark call that day rang in her ears.

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

"Like pot."

"Huh ?"

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

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

"Yeah."

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

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

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

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

After their birdcall, Bea entered the exhibitor, 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 reunion, things will encounter,"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 sister kissed, steam from the shower enveloping them.

*******

Ronnie unlocked and slid open a large room access to an abandoned warehouse. He was able to prepare a tidy sum with the place owner, lying about his intentions for renovating it for them to sell. He was surprised he pulled it off. He'd been eyeing the building for a while, driving by it, peeking in some of the business office windows that weren't boarded up. The warehouse itself was just outside of townsfolk, not far from creeks and marshlands.

He tugged at his big opprobrious putz, walking around the building complex, taking short letter of its inside. He walked up a steel staircase to the second base. Ronnie surmised warehouse coach sat up there, overlooking the adroitness, long, long ago.

There was a great hole in the cap. Ronnie could see where rain poured in. There was water damage on the floor of the back story overlook. He could see base boards rotting away. Ronnie looked up through a golf hole in the ceiling next, fluffy, white clouds visible against the blue angel sky. He saw a chick's nest near the hole situated on a beam.

He whipped his cock out and casually stroked himself, thinking of his plans. He decided to bring the char to this secondly flooring overlook area. The office is where their cages would be. Ronnie thought about setting up a childlike board in the center of the overlook. This would be where he would assault them. Standing against the railing, looking over the empty warehouse, Ronnie decided when he was done, this would be where he would fall them, one-by-one, with his belt.





-3-

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

She didn't upkeep if she woke Collin."Come on !"she thought of an coming traveling through her organic structure. Nothing happened.

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

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

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

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

*******

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

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

'' fountainhead, yeah. I mean why would n't you be ? He 's your son and you 'd be crossing that line with him. I do n't see how it could be a quondam 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 dependable, then he says he loves you, and then -"


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

'' Wait ! I 've failed you two metre. Both of my suggestions for things to try own failed. This is my third and final trace. I feel that if you and Collin become devotee, not just mom and son, you will deliver an orgasm every prison term you two make making love. He gave you one when he was born. ``

There was a foresighted pause on Cindy 's end. `` Alright, like I said, that 's enough. I need to go. speak to you later. ``

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

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

'' You and I are n't mom and son. We 're sis who have sex with one another. Now shut up and give me that kitty, squawk, '' 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 integral approximation 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 orgasm from sex for the kickoff time ? ``

Cindy sat on the edge of her bed, `` What if we became fan ? No. This is poor fish. I 'm heroic, that 's all. ``

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

*******

Cindy went a couplet days without calling Bea. She texted her friend a mere `` ca n't blab. cerebration. ``

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

She was busy at the kitchen swallow hole scrubbing dishes frantically later in the day when Collin approached. Cindy heard a piano `` hey '' followed by a pacify hired man on her shoulder.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Hmm ? ``

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

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

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

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

'' Something wrongfulness ? '' Collin asked with a looking at of concern on his face.

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

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

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

*******

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

The dog crate were lining the rearward wall of the run-down situation on the second floor. Ronnie positioned a table respective foundation away from the door, directly under the heavy maw in the roof. He'd have his fun with them there, reminding them of what they are missing out on, what he can offer them.

Ronnie inspected the frail area in the level, lightly stepping on it, observing how wanton it gave away. He made sure enough to avoid the area, lest he wanted to pass through to the firstly floor.

His regorge little field, where he would take mothers and go on them, hurt them, fall them, then forget them was turning out quite nicely.





-4-

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

"Yes."

"Ok,"he waited."Well ?"

"Um, I'll be right back,"Cindy headed to the kitchen, searching for any booze they had. She found some vodka Bea left a few month ago. Cindy opened and poured herself a shot. Downing it quickly, she poured another snap, 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 lecture to you about something I've been going through my unscathed life. Only a yoke Doctor of the Church and Bea and Bella know about it."

"Mom, are you sure zilch is wrong."

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

"Mom,"Collin placed his mitt on hers.

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

"We're both adults now. You're 18, you know how the birds and the bees work. The take I've had my integral spirit pertains to that."

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

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

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

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

"It's fine, I know. No penury to go into item. If you're a tribade, it's fine, really,"Collin said.

"No, no I'm not. I mean, I don't think I am. What I'm getting at is, I was trying dissimilar things. I've talk to doctors, nothing 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 differentiate you. I'm sorry about your takings with that stuff though."

"It's mulct. I wanted to let you roll in the hay that while I can't have one, I have had one. Only one. The only coming I've ever had was a little over eighteen geezerhood ago."

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

"It was when I gave birth to you."

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

"It's rare, but apparently it's been known to happen - womanhood having an orgasm during childbirth. Bea has been trying to assist me, offering suggestions, things like that. She even,"Cindy gave a forge laugh."She even said you were the causal agency of the coming and maybe you'd be the only mortal to give me one now."

"What did she think of ?"

"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 ?"

"rightfield. Heh, did it."

"Oh,"Collin looked away nodding his head.

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

"Yeah, that's looney,"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 happen after eighteen years of not having an orgasm - maybe I'd try anything."

"You mean, you'd actually want to do that with me ?"

Cindy shrugged."I don't know. It's wrong and crazy."

"Yep."

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

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

Cindy nodded, her eyes lowered."Alright. I just wanted to sing to you about it. In type you ever see me in a bad mood or acting strange or frenzied, 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 respective large chugs of vodka, Cindy stood in front of her bathroom mirror in a check shameful bra and thong. She smiled at herself and retrieved a pillowcase. She left her way and headed to Collin's.

She knocked on the door a couple times. Collin opened it seeing a tall, sinewy char with a pillowcase over her head.

"wellspring ?"Cindy asked."If I cover my face, would it shit it easygoing ?"

Collin laughed and pulled the slip 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 mulct. It looks bang-up,"he glanced at her organic structure."All of you looks great. You could pass for Wonder Woman - just like Bea says."

"Thank you. Maybe we could just fall out. view a movie 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 picture show ended, void cartons of ice cream next to them, Collin spoke up.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I mean, do you want me to ?"

Cindy sat up, her bridge player 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 more than minutes. Collin turned off the TV, extended his hand, and they headed to their bedrooms.

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

"It's all right, 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 deplume it down, removing it, when she saw Collin watching her. She stopped, smiling at him.

"Sorry,"he blushed."Goodnight."

*******

The succeeding day Cindy was kicking the bag over and over again. This sentence it wasn't out of ira and pent up frustration, but out of hopefulness, determination, and overall happiness. She felt like a weight had been lifted by telling Collin of her 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 think her son might actually entertain the idea of incest. Her own thoughts toward it, while still feeling it was wrongfulness and sick, viewed it more as a possible solution - a treatment for her issue.

That day in capital of West Virginia, Ronnie was engaged studying, watching the woman on the beach near his nursing home. As he suspected they were with their sons. He saw a group of brunettes, in their bikini, with younger men, playing volleyball, 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 older brunet handing out sandwiches, in a motherly style, to younger bozo. 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 note of the neighborhood, deciding to drive around inside it that night.





-5-

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

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

Cindy continued massaging his shoulders and back."You looking forward to our capital of West Virginia tripper later this calendar month ? I know it'll be nice to see Bea and Bella."

"Yeah, I guess."

"Our class too. It's been many long time since I've seen them. I was kinda of outrage they reached out to me to call for us to this reunion. I'm More than looking forward to seeing Bea and Bella though."

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

"Oh by the way, I don't have subterraneous theme 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 more about what I said though ?"Cindy asked, hopping off Collin, letting him sit up.

"Sorta,"he shrugged.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Right. That's one option. 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 tests. They have found zippo amiss with my parts down there. Everything oeuvre normally, nothing strange. So it must be something in my head. When I gave nascence to you, maybe I was so overjoyed to see you, my creative thinker allowed me to have one. Or maybe when you came out, you pressed against me in there in a sure way that caused it to happen."

"Whoa,"Collin held up his hand.

"Sorry, too much in writing 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 deep breathing time."It's so wrongfulness and flaky. I'd be afraid you'd hate me or I'd hate myself. I'd be afraid our family relationship would be forever ruined."

"I could never hate you, Mom."

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

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

"Me neither. How would you feel if you and I had sex ? Would you find 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 womanhood 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, negative feelings afterward."

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

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

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

"Well, at to the lowest degree that's something,"Cindy chuckled, hugging him tightly.

*******

Ronnie was at the club the next night, watching the same group of brunette moms. They were all dressed up, dancing, drinking, enjoying a girl'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 respective manful names. One of them said"my son,"“ your son,"and so on, followed by talk of sex Acts of the Apostles. One of them shushed another, telling her to keep her voice down. They bickered a bit, one of them was drunk, stating no one was paying 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 stall behind theirs.

He heard them note a mob reunion and a first cousin named Cindy. One of them asked about Cindy's son. Ronnie nodded.

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

In the bushes, with binoculars, Ronnie spied on the mothers. He shook his header, disgusted that they didn't even close the subterfuge. Each house he spied on he watched them walk through the house, not a caution in the creation, undressing as they made their way to a sleeping room. The big, beautiful houses lit up one-by-one, female parent entering their bedroom, to study care of their sons all night.

He could see a few duad fucking, a mother on top, riding and bouncing on a dick. Ronnie snuck through the dark alleys between the beach habitation. He heard muffled rallying cry of pleasure coming from the interior. Ronnie was able-bodied to see into one's backyard pool field. One of the woman, the one who was drunk and talking loudly about her son, was on all tetrad in the shallow end of the puddle. She was getting fucked from behind by, Ronnie assumed, the son she was talking about. He watched the woman coming, angriness building inside him. It wouldn't be long before he would take these mothers from their boy and indicate them what they were missing. He tugged at his dick and headed back to his car.





-6-

"Am I too arduous ?"Cindy asked the next dark, in her pj's drawers and tankful top, straddling Collin on the couch.

"Nah, you're good."

"Do you have any interrogation for me ?"

"About your condition ?"

"Anything really. The ‘ condition'or maybe what I've done to try to fix it or this whole incest estimate 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 help me every undivided night. 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 white meat, kissing down to her puss."They tried to help me. Nothing we did worked. No toy worked either."

"You have toys ?"

"Sex toys, yes. I have a bombastic collection of them. You know what a dildo is in good order ?"

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

"I have a brace of those too. barrage operated. Again, Collin, nothing worked,"Cindy's eyes lowered, her helping hand running over Collin's shirt-covered chest."I can't differentiate you how many meter -"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 work, but in the back of my mind I think that someday it might. I even thought about what Bea suggested - me and you - and believe it or not I actually briefly thought of you while doing it. I stopped myself. Felt weird."

Collin's mouth hung open air."O-ok."

"Sorry, too much info again, right ?"

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

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

"Yeah, that."

"You can use the slang 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 sport with myself with my finger's breadth or my miniature. I'll have phone sex with Bea to humor her, but that's about it."

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

Collin complied, silently walking his mom to her bedroom doorway again. Cindy hugged him, kissing his cheek."It was courteous expenditure more time with you."

"Yeah it was."

"Collin ? Can I try something ?"

"Like what ?"

"Don't concern, nothing too scary."

"Uh ok, sure."

"Close your optic. Don't worry,"Cindy said. Collin did as was told. Cindy paused a moment, looking to her son, a span inches shorter than her. She took a deep breath and slowly kissed his sass. She closed her eyes, letting her lip joint to his. She felt her spine frisson then ended the kiss.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Just wanted to let you have it off things 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, one-third time's the charm !"

"right hand,"Cindy rolled her centre."Anyway, we'll be up soon for that reunification. Who knows what'll materialize before then."

"Ok,"Bea smiled."You have a soundly night. I have a exceptional Friend over."

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

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

"Nah. All those three ways we had, she never suspected anything. But when she arrives here, my sweet sis, we will demo her our niggling hidden in person,"Bea grinned.





-7-

It was the night before Cindy and Collin's get up to Confederate States Carolinas from Everglade State. In her tank top and step-in, she was lying on Collin's chest in his bed.

"Do you call up 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 tall. 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 share a bed ?"Collin asked.

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

"sound chilling,"he joked.

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

"Yeah."

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

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

"I'd be afraid that once we cross that line I wouldn't want those normal things 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,"candy kiss me."

"Huh ?"

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

"Heh, yeah,"Collin gave her a agile stack on the lips.

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

Collin shrugged.

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

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

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

"See ?"Cindy broke the kiss, holding Collin against her face, 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 candy kiss came one right after another. Before Cindy knew it, glossa were involved ; lapping against one another and licking lips.

Collin placed a paw on her tummy, continuing to kiss her. His hand slid under her tank top, resting on her abs. Cindy moaned, grabbing his head with both hand, 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 deal further due north. His fingers touched constituent of her breast ; his mother moaned into his mouth.

"Do it,"she urged him.

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

Collin kissed at her neck opening side by side. Cindy turned her head to the side, her consistence 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 mamilla to his face. Collin's hired man roamed over her back, while he licked, kissed, and sucked her breasts.

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

She slid down his body, her breasts coming out of his mouth, and kissed him arduous than before. Cindy felt like he could easily make her cum. She thought about why and how when her cadre phone ringing shook her rachis to reality.

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

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

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

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

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

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





-8-

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

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

"So, tell me, how live 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 virgin,"Collin replied, not really wanting to go into it.

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

"Yeah."

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

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

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

Collin remained quiet.

"Did you enjoy live on dark ? Our picayune sitting ?"

Collin nodded.

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

He nodded once more.

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

"Huh ?"Collin looked over to his mother.

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

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

"Let me recognize. No pressure."

*******

Two bikini-clad adult female, one a shortly, dyed-red whisker, and the early a taller blonde, greeted Cindy and Collin.

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

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

"Alright,"Collin smiled, following Bella.

The second the threshold closed, Bea lunged at Cindy straddling her, kissing her, ripping off her own bikini top. They said zero, Cindy standing, taking the humble woman to bed. She slammed her down, tore off her clothes, aligned her pussy up with Bea's and went at it as hard as she could. Bea was cumming in seconds.

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

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

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

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

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

"Sure,"Collin answered.

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

"We love your female parent, 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 blab more about it with her tonight. There's something we need to tell her that may help."

"assistant ?"

Bea climbed off his cover, swim to his front, wrapping her legs around him in the water."helper 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 consume a wonderful life together."

Collin slowly nodded.

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

Bella and Cindy were sweaty and weary. Bella was lying in her arm, kissing Cindy's good bosom."Can't postponement for the two of us to be intimate 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 party together, chatted about Bea and Bella's lovely new home, talked about how friendly the neighborhood is. Bea didn't live far from the family reunion Cindy and Collin were attending the next day.

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

After tucking him in, she undressed in his elbow room. She gathered her shirt and boxershorts, tossing her flip-flop onto Collin's pillow.

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

Cindy moaned, blazon extended, lying on her back, the two women worshiping her body. They licked and kissed over every brawniness. They worked their way up, each taking a knocker to their mouths. Cindy felt no impulse to culminate, but loved the attention 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 speak 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 legs around each former. They did their best to be quiet, all while forgetting Cindy was there, watching them.

They kissed each other 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 well job of keeping it secret from everyone,"Bea added.

The three charwoman shared a passionate kiss."Are you two lover ? A dyad ?"Cindy asked.

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

"shuffling sensation now. Why you suggested Collin and I do this."

"Yes, but you are his mom. I suspected a mother and son would want to be a couple - I don't see how they couldn't be. It'd be far more cozy. 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 move in here,"Bella blurted out.

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

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

*******

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

The succeeding day he would go hunting. most of it would consist of more watching and following. But he would institute his Tasers, his SUV would be cleaned out, making adequate room for their bodies. He was unable to purchase 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 massive, muscular body. He tugged his at his dick again, thinking about fucking these charwoman all night - his psychosis fully setting in.





-9-

It was such a strange event. Cindy did n't know what to make of her kinsperson at the reunification. Some of them, 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, xviii being the youngest. The adult female, all brunette, all brusque than Cindy, were in their belatedly 30s up to mid-40s. However, they all looked fabulous. No gray hair's-breadth, barely any noticeable wrinkles. Their bodies were in incredible pattern. They did n't liken to the Wonder Woman-like figure of Cindy, but they certainly had seaworthiness model or exotic dancer bodies.

Everyone seemed too happy too. While she had n't seen many of them in class, they hugged her and Collin, pulling them in with the radical like it 'd been only days since they last saw their best friend - Cindy. She was confused by it, smiling awkwardly, her and Collin hugging them back, not sure what to think. The males approached Collin, a 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.

Things got interesting later on. Cindy, always observing, apparently not enough to see Bea and Bella were buff, noticed the mother and sons behaved differently. It was subtle ; a mitt arrangement here, a caress there, a hug or peck on the cheek or lips. She noticed one of the mother 's sitting future to her son, her hand on his thigh, his arm around her after dinner party. `` They 're like couplet, '' Cindy thought. She glanced at Collin. Their oculus met, he looked away.

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

Cindy saw one of the mothers flirt with Collin. She had to hide a gag, seeing his disquiet at an onetime woman sitting on his lap asking about college plans while playing with his fuzz. He did n't know where to put his hands on his full cousin. So he sat on them.

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

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

Cindy blushed, seeing him glimpse over her body. It was mildly out or keeping, but given the case of relatives 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 Son who were obviously romantically involved. They were the odd pair out. meter apart to process it was what they needed.

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

'' Soooo ? '' Bea said, sitting next to Collin on the lounge. `` How are things with your mom ? ``

'' Uh, mulct. ``

'' We saw the way you looked at her, or barely looked at her, when she left. I 'm guessing all the mum at the reunification have very special relationships 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 Sister traded looks, stood, and undressed. Collin's mouth hung assailable as they started kissing passionately.

*******

Ronnie watched the chemical group of women, one of them he never saw before, sit and drink in the loud dark club. He had it all planned out. He'd take them one-by-one, two at a fourth dimension if possible, pilling them up in his SUV, parked near the can entree. He watched the marvellous 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 near to him. Ronnie wrapped his huge arms around them, pulling them out of the back doorway, his paw over their mouths. He punched them, then throwing them in the back of his SUV.

Ronnie watched four that remained, grow rum, calling their missing full cousin on the phone. One of them went outside, Ronnie followed. He took her from rump, his hired man over her backtalk, knocked her out and tossed her in the back.

He waited and used his Taser on the fourth and 5th woman when they came outside together. Ronnie snuck back in via the back door and found the sixth and final exam charwoman, sitting alone, wondering if her cousin was ok. They told her they'd be right back.

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

"No thanks,"she answered.

"You sure ?"

"I'm sure."

Ronnie tugged at his dick through his boxers."Aww, occur on."

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

Ronnie sneered and followed.





-10-

Cindy fell to her human knee, in an alley outside the club, feeling her body overtaken by electricity. She shook, her eyes rolled into the spine of her capitulum, she drooled. The merely sentiment on her mind was Collin.

Ronnie was confused. She did n't thresh about and flail about like the others. He made the misapprehension of letting go of the trigger to scrutinise her. Cindy sprung up, her script to Ronnie 's throat, squeezing it as hard as she could. He gasped for air, staring into the brass of a barbarian animal ; an animal he injured. He fired a second Taser, shocking her again.

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

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

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

'' Damn, you 're heavy, '' he placed her in the peck of char in the binding of his SUV.

Cindy woke up an hr later, her ankles and wrists bound and tied. She was in a summing up role ; the only light source was Moon shining down from a hole in the roof on the other side of the office window.

Cindy counted six large dog crates. Four of them had women, her cousins, crammed into them. Their articulatio radiocarpea and mortise joint tied like Cindy's. There was an empty one that Cindy guessed she couldn't fit in. Another was empty too. Its inhabitant was outside the office, on the table, moon light shining down on her, as huge, muscular black man raped her.

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

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

"Ahhh !"she heard her cousin thigh-slapper. She was bent grass over the tabular array, Ronnie right behind her, raping her.

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

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

He backhanded Cindy across her brass, 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 pile on the table.

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

Ronnie entered her from behind, sliding his cock all the way in, stretching her out. Cindy remained still, letting him, ignoring the pain. She observed a belittled desk in the quoin. She was able to constitute out component part of the desk falling off, rotting away. She saw a dark lump next to it - Ronnie's clothes. The moonlight shining down assisted her with seeing rope next to his clothing, and something on the desk. It was small rectangular. She wondered if it was a tool of some sort for cutting rope. As Ronnie raped her she thought of a plan. She wanted to get over to the desk somehow to get the shaft, maybe use it to give up the others. Cindy needed to be untied first.

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

"That's it. spirit nice. I'll make him cogitate I enjoy this,"Cindy thought. more than rain drop kissed her skin and Cindy let out a loud moan.

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

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

"Uh huh,"Cindy moaned again.

"commodity. I'll make you all forget your Logos. It'll just take metre,"Ronnie said.

"Yes !"Cindy whimpered."Yes !"

"Ah hoot, that's it child, sense that dick owning that kitty,"Ronnie grunted.

"Harder,"Cindy said.

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

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

He went on for ten more mo, 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 articulatio radiocarpea,"Cindy complained.

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

"Hey,"she stopped him."Remove the forget me drug and I'll let you fuck me all night. I was wrong at the club."

Ronnie paused ; in his mind he'd wipe out her anyway. He shrugged, cut the rope and Cindy grabbed his head bringing him for a recollective, hard kiss, making notation of the cutting shaft Ronnie set on the level nearby.

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

Cindy put on a show too. She flailed backward, screaming with wangle pleasure as loud 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 sorting of orgasmic trance. She quickly grabbed the tool, tucking it under her body.

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

"use up a breach, I'll retain going in a picayune bit,"Ronnie said. Cindy reached his clothes, feeling around in the darken 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 berm, causing him to go to his knees. Cindy made her way to the federal agency, her digit on the trigger, holding it down, only delivering half the electric dosage.

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

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

'' Go ! Get helper ! '' Cindy ordered.

'' You have to total with us ! ``

'' uncovering service ; get home to your sons. I 'll handle him, '' Cindy squeezed her cousin 's shoulder joint. `` They love and need their mum, just like you love and need them. ``

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

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

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

The adjacent sound Cindy heard was Ronnie bellowing in pain, then gasping for air, from his fall apart costa. He was on his knee, clutching his side.

Cindy stood, expressionless watching Ronnie crawl away - a big, hulking man, seemingly taken out by a punch. She smirked and walked toward him. Ronnie took a thick breath, gathering as often air as the pain would reserve, and quickly punched Cindy in the gut, taking her off guard.

She doubled over, cursing herself for not seeing his blast coming. She did n't take in time to see Ronnie 's next onset 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 assume down, damaged domain of the floor. All 150 pound of muscleman of the six-foot-tall woman crashed through it and fell to the low gear trading floor near the incoming of the warehouse. Ronnie looked through the hollow, barely able to nominate out her torso in foetal position.

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

Ronnie, struggling to breath, limped down the sword stair. He grabbed his shovelful, then a hand full of Cindy 's fuzz. `` Bury this bitch, '' he could barely whisper. He dragged her cut up and bruised, unconscious mind consistency out into the mud, toward the Stephanie Graf 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 sort late. Shouldn't Mom be back by now ?"he asked.

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

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

In that take mo, Ronnie was pushing a mixture of dirt and mud from the pile next to the grave accent onto to Cindy's body. He managed to cover her foundation, legs, tummy, chest with a layer ; her infantry and ramification covered the most. He covered half her face and had to stop. The pain in his ribs was too a lot. Ronnie went to his knees, the rain pouring down on him, and focusing on breathing. He was exhausted but his wrath would labour him to nail his undertaking and get away.

individual else's wrath was driving them. Cindy's center opened in the tomb. 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 heavy grunge and mud, brushing it first away from her facial expression, spitting some out of her mouth. She sat up in the grave, dirt falling off her shoulders and breasts. With her other arm free now, she pushed and moved her legs, allowing herself to spring up. Standing in the grave accent, ignoring the pain in her question, 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 imagination, turning to face her.

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

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

She circled him, planning her next move, the rain causing blood line 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 heavily as she could, causing it to invert. Ronnie roared in pain, falling to the ground. Cindy circled him again.

He held his arm up, begging her to give up. Cindy reached down, grabbing his give arm, flipping him on to his stomach, and pulling his arm behind him. She pulled his immense arm as hard as she could."intermission !"she ordered.

"breakage !"she grit her dentition and pulled his hand back toward his shoulder blade and beyond. Finally, she heard a gingersnap and a pop, followed by gasping for air. She released her traveling bag and continued circling Ronnie.

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

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

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

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

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

Cindy looked to his lifeless physical structure, his chest still, and felt the rage subside. nose drops and lightning crackled in the aloofness. Cindy caught her breathing time."piece of tail you."

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

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

A import later she was surrounded by EMTs. Her cousin broke through."Ma'am you'll need to bide 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 answer, instead walking toward a law officer."I need to see to my son,"she demanded.

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

"I understand that and I will cooperate. But I need to see my son. We aren't staying far from here. We're near the beach, a few miles away. All I need is fifteen minutes. Let me cascade and check on him. You can ram 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, ride me to my son. Fifteen second. 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 fair sex. `` Alright. All their statements have been given. They all said you stayed behind so they could get service. I 'll bring you to your son, go ahead chequer on him, get cleaned up and fall back out to my car. Fifteen transactions. ``

'' Thank you, '' Cindy said.

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



-12-

"Ah yes ! Yes !"Bea and Bella were in the middle of the living room floor, scissoring in front of Collin. His mouth loose 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.

"trade good huh ?"Bea asked.

"Wow,"he whispered.

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

"Are you nice and hard ?"Bella asked.

"Uh,"Collin glanced to his crotch.

"Want to lactate his hammer with me ?"Bella asked.

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

"Awww,"Bella frowned.

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

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

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

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

"Two fair sex, sisters, naked and wanting you to go near dipping. You'd rather waiting for your female parent,"Bea said."I think that's wonderful."

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

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

A few moments later, his concern was relieved. A tall, nude, fit woman, her hair damp, her skin muddy and bloody, practically burst through the front door."My room. Five minutes,"she glared.

He gulped watching her nude person body quickly move by him. Cindy went straight to her shower bath, washing off dirt and ancestry. She only had 15 minutes to checker on Collin. The officeholder waiting in the drive would follow to the door when metre was up.

Cindy took ten minutes to wash herself. It was fine - she only needed five hour with Collin. She found him waiting on the bed when she exited the shower and can, 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 a lot I love you,"Cindy said, flinging his shirt over her shoulder. She helped him jerk his shorts off, not bothering with any foreplay.

She pushed Collin on the bed before he could step out of his short and bagger. Cindy mounted him, squatting over him, looking to his grimace. She didn't think about using her son to cum. The only thing she thought of was how often 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 foundation of his erect dick, holding it to the entrance of its soon-to-be house."I love you."

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

She saw her son looking at her, a look of shock coalesce with pleasure on his face. Cindy was trembling, heart 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 piddling louder.

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

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

She squatted a couple more fourth dimension, her entire consistency felt tingly. Her slit contracted and trembled. Cindy looked into her son's human face, unable to emit or speak.

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

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

"Ahhh !"She arched her back, delight flowing in every mineral vein, the feeling of idle pouring out of her body.

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

She collapsed on top of him, shaking, out-of-breath, her eubstance belief 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 female parent let out another long moan.

A few minutes passed, Cindy knew their time was up - at least for a few hours. She was kissing him, lying on top of Collin, the police officer banging on the front door."I have to go,"she said in between osculation."I love you so much."

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

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

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

He wobbled over to her travelling bag, picking out a random top and boxers, 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 female parent up ; she kissed at his stomach and pectus 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 ft. They kissed once more, Cindy holding him tight.

He grabbed some boxers and a T-shirt, and then helped her take the air out. He propped her against the presence door, 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 candy kiss, and grabbed the cop's arm. He gave her a smell and walked her to the vertebral column of his car.

The EMT's checked her over once more ; her cuts were minor, not needing stitches. Before her orgasm with Collin, her entire torso was in infliction from her twilight and subsequent fight with Ronnie. An hour after the personal effects of climaxing for the number 1 meter in over eighteen geezerhood had worn off, the painfulness started to return. Her hands hurt the most, but they would bruise up and heal. She also had house of a small fry concussion.

Cindy gave her chronicle to the police force ; it was the same as the others, only slightly different.

Cindy stayed behind so they could discover assistant. She fought Ronnie, after initially injuring him ; he got the pep pill hand. She woke up in a grave with grunge on her. adrenaline took over and they fought once more. She beat him to death. That was all the police needed to know. She left out one detail of how effective it felt hearing his finger cymbals fracture or seeing his expression turn into an unrecognizable mess.

Several witnesses at the club were interviewed too, noting Ronnie's suspicious behavior.

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

When Cindy was dropped off by the policeman, she opened the front door, Bella and Bea were kissing on the lounge ; she smiled at them and headed to bed.





-13-

"Mom,"Collin, in pugilist and a t-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 earlier. About us having sex."

"right hand. It was, it was -"

"Incredible ?"

"Yeah. Incredible. Kinda quick though."

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

Collin looked her over, his eyes landing on her grinning,"I think we could."

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

Collin nodded.

"We can explore each other's bodies."

"Yes,"he nodded once more.

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

"Wow,"his whispered, watching her hands trail over her fit trunk and orotund breasts.

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

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

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

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

"I don't know where to start."

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

Collin sat staring at her body.

"Here,"Cindy reached for his hands, placing them on her tummy."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 hands up her toned midsection to her bosom."There we go,"she smiled watching Collin gently squeeze them.

"We're moving here,"Cindy said.

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

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

She felt her body shudder when Collin rubbed her pap. He licked his sass as he did."Go ahead. Suck them,"Cindy placed her paw behind his head, arching her back.

When his back talk made contact with her white meat, nursing from them, sucking and licking the pap, Cindy nearly climaxed there. Her heart fluttered, her neck arched, she moaned,"He's bettor than everyone at that."

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

"I said you're substantially 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 backrest. Collin, now nude, started with her base, kissing and licking them. He worked his way up her legs, kissing her inner thighs.

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

Collin wasn't afraid. He happily dove in, licking and eating out her kitty. Cindy orgasmed several times in that many instant. Each clock time she sprayed her juice all over her son's face. Collin laughed, his face drenched and dripping.

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

On top of her, with one function, to fill her with his seed, Collin entered her. Cindy came within seconds again, Collin a little later. When he ejaculated, his hammer pumping her wax of cum, she climaxed too. Both of them together, staring into one another's eyes, their rallying cry of joy heard throughout the house.

Collin rested. They said nix, only kissed tenderly. When Collin was ready to go again, he got behind Cindy, licking all over her ass, fingering her from buns, 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 climax 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 person in the world.

Her younger, tremendous man smiled at her and bent-grass over to osculate along her back.

He went to one genu, grabbed her coxa and mated with a most unvarying climaxing woman - his mother.





-14-

The slept well into the afternoon the next day.

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

They made love 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 handwriting, walking into the life 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 menage down the street. Probably have dinner there,"Collin said. Cindy squeezed his hand. They left two, naked, sisters smiling at the happy couple.

This fourth dimension Cindy and Collin behaved just like all the former mom and son couplet that lived there. Cindy's hand rested on Collin's thigh, with his arm around her, just like her first cousin did with their sons.

Everyone was fine. There were nonaged accidental injury but none required hospital stays.

After dinner, Cindy led Collin behind the planetary house to absorb his cock. She was on her human knee, 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 centre fluttered, his cock shooting its load down Cindy's pharynx. She stood, wiped her sassing and thanked her son.

One cousin drank too a lot, got naked and jumped into the swimming 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 script."Want to ?"

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

"We'll get to hump them upright. They're mob after all,"Cindy stepped out of her shorts and thong. Collin watched her diva into the pool.

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

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

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

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

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

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

The pool died down, there was no more playing and spattering. The simply auditory sensation heard was kissing, moaning, and mothers on their son. Cindy guided Collin inside her, officially joining the orgy.

"I think we're going to lie with livelihood 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 oculus.

The end .