CHAPTER 46

Lisa decided that Sandy and Jane were reacting to her latest revelations about as well as could be expected. (She wasn't worried about Darrin's reaction, because of course he'd love it.) She doubted either of them were far enough along to start openly breaking the "no touching his cock" rule in front of each other, especially in Jane's case. But she figured it wouldn't hurt to push them a little more and see what happened.

Lisa asked the two women, "Do you mind if I give you a little cocksucking advice?"

Both Sandy and Jane were wary.

Sandy didn't trust herself not to lose all control and possibly end up sucking him where they sat. The fact that Jane was there and watching was pivotal from her point of view.

Jane was much more reluctant overall. Whereas Sandy would have willingly slid down a slippery slope towards going wild on Darrin's cock if only Jane wasn't there, Jane was afraid of losing control whether Sandy was there or not. She knew she had gotten so horny that she was willing and even eager to suck her brother's cock had she been able to get him in private, and that was both thrilling and scary. She was wary of ever getting back in that nearly uncontrollable mood.

As a result, while Sandy just silently sucked on her slowly shrinking Popsicle, Jane freed her mouth to say, "I suppose that's okay, but just verbal advice, right? I'm glad for the tray table, because I for one am in no shape to see Brother's big cock get stroked in the flesh again... and more. Right, Mom?"

"Um, right." Sandy wouldn't have necessarily said that on her own, but she wanted to put up a good front for Jane, at least until she figured out how and even if she should tell her daughter the truth about how she'd blown her son - and planned to keep doing it.

Lisa spoke to Sandy and Jane while jerking her upper arm in an obvious manner to show what her hand was doing to Darrin's cock under the table, "Okay, here's the basic rule we all follow: 'the more you give, the more you receive.'"

Jane asked, "Wait. Who's 'we?'" She was still sucking her Popsicle, but it was getting smaller all the time. (Ditto with Sandy's, naturally.)

Lisa responded, "Good question. I mean all the women of Napali Island. We all treat cocksucking seriously, like a hobby or even an art that we're all trying to master. Like, say, learning to become an expert piano player. So, naturally, we share tips about it and a general attitude. As I said, it's a big part of daily life there. Anyway, think about that saying: 'the more you give, the more you receive.'"

She continued, "Really truly try to think about it in a new way instead of taking it for granted like some tired cliché. It's kind of a Zen thing. You truly need to try to give more than you get, which goes against normal human nature. The more you can do that, the more you'll end up getting rewarded anyway! So forget about tit-for-tat fairness. You have to turn off your usual way of thinking, where you're measuring fairness at all."

Sandy and Jane were trying their best to think in the way Lisa was describing. They knew she was an elite cocksucker, and both of them had finally gotten so horny again that their desire to suck Darrin's cock was strong, so they hung on to her every word of advice. But trying to get into her mindset was extremely tough. It did go against normal human nature, as she said.

Lisa gesticulated with her free hand, which set her G-cups wobbling, while she kept rubbing Darrin's sweet spot with her other one. "Forget fairness altogether! Go all out! Become a total slut for the man you're trying to pleasure! No holds barred! Act like your life depends on giving him the very best blowjob of your entire life, and do that every single time! If you take that attitude and maintain it, you'll be able to get into it on a deep level that you didn't even know was possible. You'll end up getting so aroused that your own orgasms will be brain-shattering!"

Sandy thought as she sensuously sucked and bobbed on her Popsicle, "Forget fairness altogether!" Just be a "total slut" for my son! Wow, that sounds so very hot and thrilling! It's strange, but the idea of letting him unfairly take advantage of me turns me on somehow!

Lisa concluded, "So it really is true that the more you give, the more you receive, because the harder you try to please your man, the more you will please him. But also, and this is the key: the pleasure will boomerang back on you, and with added interest! Plus, guys can only have a limited number of orgasms while women can have many, so you'll cum over and over again while he cums just once. All from a so-called 'mere blowjob!'"

She paused after that mini-speech to get their reactions.

There was a prolonged silence as mother and daughter thought that over.

Jane was less mentally committed than Sandy since she hadn't gone from fantasy to action yet, and her SI confederate Cassie hadn't influenced her nearly as much as Sandy's SI confederate Olivia had. Furthermore, she wasn't as highly aroused as Sandy at the moment. But all that was relative. She still had a powerful and growing desire to suck Darrin's cock. Lisa's words were increasing her passion to not only do it once or twice as her hall pass, but to become an elite sucker that would justify the "sucker heels" she was wearing.

Sandy reached such a fever pitch that it wasn't enough for her to just think. She'd just finished consuming the last of her Popsicle, including the creamy center that reminded her of cum. She wanted something else to do with her hands, and it occurred to her that since Lisa was obviously jacking Darrin off from one side, she could do the same from the other side.

She didn't stop to ponder the pros and cons of her idea. She just reached out and put a hand on her son's nearer thigh, letting him know what she was doing. With Jane leaning over the seatback with a great view of the whole area, she was careful to keep all of her arm movement under the tray tables.

Darrin gasped and held his breath. He couldn't believe how exciting this situation was, especially with his sister still kneeling up in her seat and peering over the seatback with her round tits on full display. It would be no big deal if she could see what Lisa was doing to him, but if she sensed or saw that Sandy was doing the same, that would be a really big deal indeed.

Sandy's fingers crept like a spider across his thighs to his privates. Within seconds, she tentatively traced a finger up his shaft until she made contact with one of Lisa's hands.

That made Lisa jolt in her seat and suddenly turn to Sandy in surprise. She had been hoping Sandy would do that, since the whole situation was set up to allow it to happen, but she didn't know if or when Sandy would get brave and aroused enough to actually do it.

To cover for her suddenly turning Sandy's way, Lisa asked Sandy, "What do you think?"

Sandy was caught flat footed and didn't answer at first, because after she touched Lisa's hand, Lisa let go of Darrin's erection altogether, leaving it for Sandy to have fun with. Sandy immediately took full advantage, wrapping her fingers around his thickness and starting to stroke through the pre-cum wetness right away.

Sandy thought, Aaaah! Now THAT is what I want! Mmmm.... So fantastic! Lisa got it all hot and throbbing with life for me! And it's all wet with pre-cum. Nice! My fingers can slip and slide with ease. True, it's not as great as sucking him, but it'll hold me for a while, at least. Damn, I love my son's big fat cock!

An awkward silence grew as she spaced out, reveling in the joy of stroking and fondling Darrin's erection. Mindful of Jane being right there and paying close attention to everything, she was extra careful not to rhythmically move her upper arm like Lisa had been doing, and she tried not to pant hard or otherwise give away what was happening. The thrill of not only getting to jerk off her son but to do it almost literally right under Jane's nose sent tingles and shivers of pure pleasure all throughout her body.

However, her failure to answer Lisa's question in a timely manner was suspicious in and of itself. Lisa didn't want Sandy's secret handjob to get exposed at this point, so she prodded, "Sandy? Did you hear me? What do you think?"

"Oh, right." There was another pause as Sandy had to scan back and remember how Lisa was explaining that the more a woman selflessly submitted herself to pleasuring her man without restraint, the more arousal and orgasms she experienced in return. That sounded very good to her.

But she didn't want to sound too enthusiastic in front of Jane. So the busty mother carefully said, "Well, I don't know about all that. You know, completely letting yourself go sexually. I have so little experience doing it with my husband that it's effectively zero. In retrospect, I feel very sad about that. But I suppose what you say makes sense."

Lisa reached out and put a hand on Sandy's nearer shoulder. "You poor thing. That's tragic. You've missed out on one of the greatest joys a woman can ever experience. Sex usually is over pretty fast. Most people finish fucking in less than five minutes, believe it or not. I hear a typical blowjob in the US is similarly short. But if you do it right, the Napali way, a blowjob can easily last an hour or two... or longer! And it's like an endless orgasm for the man AND the woman!"

Sandy went a little dreamy eyed thinking about the joy of sucking Darrin's cock for that long in one go. Between recalling her two blowjobs with him so far and what her sliding fingers were doing to his hard-on under the tray table, she had to fight hard just to continue paying attention to the discussion.

Jane asked Lisa, "For real?!" She was so interested in what Lisa had to say that she wasn't looking at how Sandy was blushing and panting hard.

Lisa nodded. After having given Sandy a chance to get comfortable with Darrin's boner again, she brought her hand back and put it over Sandy's hand and approvingly rested it there. At the same time, she looked at Jane as she said, "For real. No wonder it's the favorite pastime on Napali. But you need to have the right attitude or it'll be just a blundering disappointment, like you experienced. Here's the key: you have to totally LOSE YOURSELF in the experience! Have you ever heard of being 'in the zone?' Where you're so in the groove with what you're doing that even hard things become easy, and everything goes as smooth as silk?"

The other three nodded.

Jane finally finished her Popsicle. She was the last one of the four to finish their dessert. She tossed the wrapper on an empty spot on one of the tray tables in front of her.

Lisa said, "That's what I mean by having the right attitude and losing yourself in it."

Darrin had been watching Jane toss her Popsicle wrapper away, and he suddenly had an idea. He'd noticed a couple of drops had fallen to the top slopes of her bare tits. Those drops had slid down some. They looked somewhat like cum, since the Popsicle had been a whitish color due to its vanilla flavor.

He said, "Excuse me, can I interrupt?"

Lisa nodded.

He looked to Jane's round F-cups. "Um, Sis, you got a little messy there. I guess you didn't notice, and it's been bothering me for a while. Do you mind if I clean you up?"

Jane didn't know where he was going with that, but she assumed he'd have to touch her tits to clean them, and she was so horny that sounded like a wonderful idea. So she said, "No problem. Knock yourself out."

He simply reached out and started fondling her hefty tits from below.

Although Sandy was at least as aroused as any of the others, she also was trying to stop her children from getting sexually intimate. So she complained to Darrin, "What are you doing?!"

He replied, "We don't have any napkins within reach, so I'm smearing the mess into her skin. If I do that enough, it'll go away." To prove his point, he brought his hands up higher, to where the ice cream streaks actually were, and started smearing them away.

Sandy knew that was way over the line. She never would have approved that prior to today's events. But things had changed so much that she merely said cautiously, "Well, okay, but be quick about it." The fact that she was actively giving him a sloppy wet handjob at the time certainly influenced her thinking.

Jane smirked in secret delight. Cool! Such fun! Brother is totally feeling me up, right in front of Mom!

Indeed, the smears went away in seconds, but Darrin was continuing to grope and fondle. In hopes of having more of a distraction, he said to Lisa, "You were saying?"

Lisa slyly smirked too. She was impressed at his boldness. She stared intently at Sandy as she resumed, "You have to be totally selfless and devote your entire being to pleasuring his cock. And it starts even before you touch him. For one thing, it helps a lot to get completely naked."

She paused, then looked to the other two women in turn. "Am I naked now? Check."

After another pause, to make sure they didn't miss its importance, Lisa said, "Next, high heels!"

Sandy and Jane felt a tingle of excitement just from the mention of high heels, thanks to Lisa's earlier "cocksucker heels" talk. Both of them secretly reveled in the fact that they were currently wearing their own special heels.

Sandy had the extra secret joy of holding her son's cock in her hand, and stroking it with Lisa's hand on top of hers. She felt extremely slutty, and she loved it. She actually understood Lisa's point about completely letting go to lust, because it was something she was experiencing off and on since the plane flight began. She even felt some of it at that very moment, thanks to the thrill of her secret handjob. But she wasn't willing to admit any of that with Jane listening in.

Lisa went on, "Like I've been saying, those are extremely important for getting you and him in the right mood. Remember what I said about wearing them... and nothing else?"

Jane replied, "It makes you feel extra sexy and slutty."

Darrin was continuing to reach up and fondle her flawless globes. He mostly caressed their undersides, since that was much easier for him to reach, even though the ice cream mess, now gone, had been on their top slopes.

Sandy kept wanting to tell him to stop, but it was hard when Lisa kept looking right into her eyes. She was looking for a good pause in the conversation.

"Right. And what else?" Lisa clearly directed that at Sandy, from the way she looked at her.

Sandy had no problem giving the expected answer. "It makes you feel, and I quote, 'MORE naked than completely naked.'"

"Exactly!" Lisa smiled like a proud teacher.

Sandy finally found a moment to cut in. "Wait a sec! Son, can you stop that already? I'm sure she's all cleaned up by now."

He was bummed. As a last ditch attempt, he asked Jane, "Did I get it all?"

She replied, "Almost. But I still feel a little sticky near my nipples. You missed that. Can you get that too?"

"Oh, sorry." He brought his fingers to her nipples and started playing with them.

Sandy was upset. She felt she was being played for a fool, since she didn't remember any ice cream smear even near Jane's nipples. But she also was very, very horny, flying high with her secret under-the-table handjob. Plus, she imagined he was playing with her nipples instead.

Just when she was about to complain, Lisa resumed talking, totally distracting her with the subject matter.

Lisa continued with the intense eye contact directed at Sandy. "And let me tell you, when you're regularly sucking on thick cock for an hour or more, as Napali women do daily, it's the little things like that that make the difference. When you're doing this for that long..." She lifted a hand to her mouth and mimed a blowjob motion with her mouth and hand.

That sent shivers down the spines of both mother and daughter.

Then she continued her sentence: "...the challenge is not to lose energy or motivation, or get bored altogether. If you feel like you're a total slut, that you're completely submitting to the power of his cock, that'll give you the extra inspiration to keep on sucking even after your jaw is sore and your tongue is tired and you feel you simply can't go on. Even if it's your fifth or sixth blowjob of the day. Serving his cock comes first! The more you think like that, the hornier he'll get, the hornier you'll get, and it'll be a positive feedback loop. You'll end up having massive orgasms every time!"

"WOW!" Both Sandy and Jane exclaimed together. Again, they were like two peas in a pod. Those words struck them powerfully and did a lot to send their arousal levels soaring higher and higher. It also made them even happier that they were wearing their black high heels - and nothing else.

They didn't realize it yet, but what Lisa said went beyond high heels and blowjobs, and described key tenets of the sex slave way of thinking in general. Lisa was very pleased to see from their eager faces that they were reacting positively instead of negatively, when she directly talked about "submitting to the power of his cock" and the idea that "serving his cock comes first."

Lisa quickly continued, before they had time to think that all through and develop second doubts. "That's why high heels are EXTREMELY popular on Napali Island! You'll see women walking around in them all the time - and very little else, or nothing else. Unfortunately, it's a beach environment, or you'd see women wearing them just about everywhere. It's tough to wear high heels to a sandy beach, believe me!"

She chuckled knowingly at that, thinking back to all the times she'd sucked her master Matthew's cock on the beach in her high heels anyways, with dozens of other naked and bobbing sex slaves up and down the beach doing the same. Sometimes, the sounds of many other women slurping and moaning on their master's cocks nearby was even louder than the crashing ocean waves. Needless to say, she couldn't share those details.

She added, "The guys all appreciate the high heels, believe me. It helps make their cocks stiff and ready for sucking. When a guy sees his girlfriends walking down the street, with the two or three of them in matching high heels, believe me, he can't control himself! I'll bet you anything that, five minutes later, those girls will have found some private spot and will be naked and kneeling side by side, with their hot eager tongues lapping up and down his shaft together!"

Sandy and Jane were rapidly heating up still more, thanks to talk like that.

Darrin muttered, "Holy... WOW!"

Lisa chuckled. "You like that, don't you?"

"No duh!" He gesticulated wildly. "It's so great!"

The three women had a good laugh at that.

Rather remarkably, Darrin was still getting to play with Jane's tits all the while! He wasn't even making a pretense of cleaning or smearing, and spent most of his time lightly twisting and tugging on her erect nipples.

This helped inspire Jane to finally start to furtively play with her wet pussy. She didn't even have to be that careful. She knew the others had no way of seeing that, due to the seatbacks in the way.

Sandy was tempted to pump her fingers up and down her son's thick pole, especially since it was wet with pre-cum from all of Lisa's earlier assistance. But she was well aware that Jane had a great view of everything from up above. She had to be extremely careful with her arm motions.

She considered slipping her other hand back under her tray table to resume fingering her pussy a little bit. She figured Jane wouldn't be able to detect that, but she worried that even if she got away with that, she might get so hot and bothered that she'd be careless with the movement of her other arm. She was sorely tempted, but she decided it was best not to risk it.

Needless to say, he loved how Sandy had taken over the handjob action, giving it even more of a secret thrill than it had before Lisa "outed" what she was doing to him. As if things weren't arousing enough, Lisa's hand had gradually crawled back to his cock. But she kept her fingers lower down his shaft, so she was stroking him there while giving Sandy the top half.

Of course, Sandy knew, since Lisa's hand often bumped into hers, or vice versa. But that only added to her naughty thrill.

Now that Darrin had finished his bowl of sorbet, he could have tried to touch and play with Lisa's pussy again, or even Sandy's, or both. The only problem with that was that he was dangerously close to cumming already. He didn't want to up the ante even more.

There was a pause in the conversation, probably because everyone was thinking more about the secret or blatant sexual contact going on at the same time.

That pause gave Sandy the opportunity to make another complaint about Darrin fondling his sister's tits. "Okay, Son. That's enough. I don't even think there was a mess near her nipples, but it's certainly gone by now."

He replied, "Yeah, I think I've got it." He withdrew his hands.

Sandy was surprised at his quick acquiesce. The reason was he realized he was getting too horny, and a little less stimulation might help him prolong the joy. Plus, he hoped to use his hands for some under the tray table hanky panky, if he ever calmed down enough to dare that.

However, even when he stopped playing with Jane's ample breasts, they remained on his mind. He tended to look in her direction most of the time, since that was the default easy thing to do. That mostly meant staring at her F-cups, resting in full view on top of the seatback, complete with very stiff nipples. Getting to hold and caress them for a good while filled his mind with lusty thoughts of titfucking them that wouldn't leave his head. Even when he resolutely focused only on her face, he found himself fantasizing about her sweet red lips tightly locked around his shaft.

Shortly after he pulled his hands away, Jane said to him, "Thanks for cleaning me up. But I still hate you."

"Hate me?"

She growled at him, in a half-serious, half-jokey way. "You're such a... RRRGH! Okay, you know I could never hate you. I love you, little brother. But it pisses me off that you're going to be living in your greatest wet dream paradise!"

He thought, with wonder, I am already! Hell, Sis, I was just playing with your tits, and Mom AND Lisa are still stroking my dick! And this is a kind of "down time" compared to what happened earlier!

Lisa said to Jane, "But remember, you will too! It's a 'wet dream paradise' for men AND women!"

Jane shot back, "You keep saying that, but I don't believe you."

Lisa said, "Okay, look at it this way. Imagine that scenario, of a boy like your brother ending up getting blown by his three girlfriends together. If you're one of those girls taking turns bobbing on him and you enjoy it as much or more than he does, then how are you not in paradise too?"

"Yeah, I guess," Jane grumbled. She still wasn't convinced. She had no doubt the sex was going to be incredible, especially if she could find a way to get it on with her brother, which was no longer something she was trying to deny. But the whole Napali sex culture still seemed unfair to women, and she didn't like that at all. It seemed fishy to her too.

He asked Lisa, "Is public nudity really THAT common?"

Lisa carefully replied, "Well, it is and it isn't. There's a time and place for everything. You wouldn't go to work naked, but then again you wouldn't go to the nude beach wearing any clothes."

She was deliberately vague on that answer because she didn't want to lie more than she absolutely had to. In fact, public nudity was more common than any of the Douglases would be capable of believing at this point.

He pressed, "But would it be common for me to see women strolling down the street in the downtown in just their high heels, or nothing at all?"

Lisa snickered, "'Downtown?' Given that the island population is less than 400 people total, it isn't much of a downtown!" She snickered some more. "But yeah, that could happen. There's no rule against it. The entire island is clothing optional."

Sandy and Jane marveled at that. They even looked at each other and briefly shared smiles of wonder.

However, Sandy had to ask, "Are you being completely serious, or is this just kind of a sex talk?"

Lisa said, "I hope it's arousing to hear. But that's just a side effect. I'm being completely serious, sincere, and honest."

Sandy exclaimed, "But that's so... so... outrageous!"

"I know it seems shocking, but then consider why people wear clothes in the first place. The way I figure, there are four obvious reasons: weather, protection, hygiene, and modesty. With weather, it's so warm in Napali, even at night, that you're totally comfortable going starkers. By protection, I mean things like worrying about getting splinters in your butt if you sit on a wooden bench. That's not necessary either, especially since everything in Napali is basically designed with nudity in mind."

"What do you mean?" Darrin asked.

"For instance, you won't have to worry about a seat with splinters. It's just little things like that, similar to child-protecting a home when you have a toddler. Now, hygiene is trickier. An an example, you wouldn't want to sit in a seat where a woman with a gushing pussy just seat. And believe you me, there are lots of gushing pussies in Napali! But that's a simple courtesy thing. If you make a mess, you clean it up. With the population so small, it's like everyone is your friend and neighbor, so people are much more considerate than in the US, so that's not a problem either."

She concluded, "That just leaves modesty. And think about that one for a minute. It's my opinion that a big reason most people in the world are keen on wearing clothes is because they've die of embarrassment to be seen without them. Most people are too fat, too skinny, out of shape, and so on. Clothes covers most of that up. But Napali is basically a society of physically perfect people. For instance, there are no fat people there."

Darrin said, "None? Come on! There has to be the occasional person who lets themselves go."

"You would think, but no. The thing is, everybody looks out for everyone else, like it's one extended family. So if someone starts to eat too much, or stop exercising, or have other bad habits, people around them will step up and apply peer pressure to fix the problem. 'Peer pressure' makes it sound bad, because that often is used for bad ends in the US. Think of it more like caring, everyone working to help everyone else out."

Darrin wasn't quite sure what to think about that. "Huh. Interesting. I guess that could be good..."

"Oh, it is. You'll see. It's not like you're forced to do anything. I suppose somebody could turn into a fat slob or whatever anyway, but remember how careful SI is in selecting who gets to go there. Someone prone to doing that would never step foot there in the first place."

She said, "Anyway, the bottom line is, you CAN wear clothes if you want. For instance, Sandy, when you go to your secretary job, sure, everyone is going to be dressed up. But you don't HAVE to, if it's your free time. And people have a lot of free time there, way more than in the US."

Jane asked, "So, we really WILL see men and women strolling down the main street wearing nothing at all, for no special reason?!"

"Sure. All the time. But women way more than men. That's not a bias thing, but it has more to do with how an erect dick sticks out so dramatically. Imagine if you're sitting in a restaurant and you're in a serious committed relationship, and some strange naked guy next to you gets a raging boner. Wouldn't that be distracting and you'd want him to cover up?"

"Definitely!" Jane said.

Lisa said, "So men tend to cover up more, especially their crotches. But you'll see PLENTY of naked men all over the place, believe me."

She was shading the truth somewhat. While she didn't outwardly lie about anything, men generally wore clothes much, much more than women did. It was a subtle way for them to display their domination over their sex slaves. In the same manner, sex slaves liked to get naked, because they say it as another way for them to subtly display their submission to their masters.