CHAPTER 55

Sandy slowly came to consciousness in her usual window seat. Her long nap was finally over. She sensed that she was alone. She also sensed that one of her hands was firmly gripping a rolled-up towel, for some strange reason. She let go of it. She had no clue that she'd fallen asleep holding onto her son's flaccid penis, and that the towel had been its replacement.

She frowned before she opened her eyes as her mind filled up with vivid memories of what she'd done prior to her nap. Oh DAMMIT! It happened again! I sucked my son's cock AGAIN! Ugh! That's the third time already. I just can't help myself. And I did it while he was making out with his sister AND with Lisa lending a tongue.

That's bad, really bad! Especially the Janey part. He must have played with her naked body for ages, and I didn't say a word to stop him. Instead, I endlessly bobbed on his horse cock, heedless of all danger! It's all so wicked and depraved. I really should be ashamed of myself. Janey's probably sexually hooked on him now.

She was so busy incriminating herself that she forgot how Lisa had been the one to make the whole situation happen, first by getting Darrin and Jane to face each other and kiss, and then by distracting Sandy with Darrin's erection right in front of her mouth, so she was too preoccupied with sucking cock to do anything to stop her kids. It had been a total set-up, and a very successful one.

Damn. I'm too weak. That said... It was soooo good! I sucked him for such a long time! I even took turns with Lisa. My first double blowjob! So wicked!

She broke into a toothy smile and raised a hand to her face to rub her jaw. She couldn't stay upset thinking about sucking her son's cock, because she'd enjoyed it way too much. My jaw hurts. My mouth is seriously sore from being stretched out too. And my pussy. Dear me! My pussy is even more sore, from too many orgasms! But it was soooooo worth it!

As she continued to drift all the way awake, she tried to put her actions into a larger context. I can't stop thinking about that woman. That buxom redheaded mother, Red! Why did Vicky have to tell me her story?! It's made my need to suck my big man that much worse! Red was totally obsessed with sucking her son's cock, just like I am! I keep picturing her, naked and kneeling, her huge tits drooping down, her red hair bobbing and flying about, and her gorgeous face splattered and dripping with hot cum. EXACTLY like how I must have looked, right here on this very flight, only at a different time!

Indeed, it was exactly like how she'd looked, because whenever she thought of "Red," she was thinking of herself. The pretense of it being another woman was exceedingly thin, both for Vicky and herself.

And her son was so mean! Keeping her completely naked with her face marked with his cum for the entire flight, so everyone on the plane could see that she belonged to him and him alone! Treating his own mother like his personal slut! His cocksucking pet! Yes, his PET! Like a dog or a cat, only she's his mother! How disrespectful can you get?! Gaawwwd, that's TOO HOT!

Except she didn't just dream about it and masturbate - she took action! She decided she wanted to belong to him, to serve him, to pleasure and suck his cock forever! Every day, all the time! Just like Olivia did! Like so many other busty mothers on these flights have over the years!

It's almost like, like... it's my inevitable destiny!

Is that what I want? Really truly?! Maybe I'm a coward, because all I can think about is how much I wish that mother was ME! Or that I was Lisa right now, openly and proudly declaring myself to be his slut, ready and willing to service his yummy fat cock whenever he snaps his fingers! It sounds crazy, except I know the extremely arousing reward that I'll get in return for all my oral devotion. Gaaaawwwwd! The orgasms are too intense! And there are way too many of them to even keep count!

But still, I'm afraid. It's such a big commitment, to fully devote myself to pleasuring his cock. I can't just do that for a while and then do something else. I'll never be normal again. Neither will he. Our entire family will be screwed up forever. Is it the right thing to do, or is my lust leading me into madness?!

Or is it too late?! Maybe I'm already hooked. Have I passed some point of no return?! Have I become the new "Red?!" And if I have, just how far down this rabbit hole will I go?! God help me, because it sure seems like I'm going pretty damn deep! I have to at least try to limit myself. He hasn't even picked me to be one of his girlfriends yet!

She frowned as she continued to ponder these weighty issues.

Lisa was sitting in the aisle seat in the back row, since Sandy was sprawled out in both the window and middle seats. As usual, she was wearing nothing but her highly coveted red high heels. The raven-haired stunner was staring off into space, lost in her own thoughts, when she noticed Sandy raising a hand and rubbing her jaw. That tipped her off that Sandy had just woken up, even though her eyes stayed closed.

Lisa didn't know what Sandy's mindset was, but she and others in SI had learned from extensive experience that the time right after waking up from a nap was a particularly dangerous one for women like Sandy on these flights, since the non-stop sexual arousal would have worn off and some retrospection was likely. Lisa's goal was to intervene before Sandy's thoughts could run off in a very regretful direction.

She was trying to give Sandy at least some time to awake on her own, but once she saw Sandy frown, she reached out and lightly tapped on Sandy's shoulder. "You're still feeling it in the jaw, aren't you?"

Sandy's eyes opened wide in a flash. She was startled to see Lisa there, looking devastatingly beautiful in all her naked glory. She looked down at her own nude body and immediately sat up in her window seat and covered her nipples and pussy as best she could.

Her face turned red as she thought about all that Lisa knew about her recent actions. Memories of her and Lisa taking turns bobbing on Darrin's erection came to the forefront of her mind, and both aroused and disturbed her.

She shut her eyes tightly and quietly muttered, "Lisa! Oh dear! What you must think about me!"

Lisa spoke in a normal voice, "There's no need to be quiet. It's just you and me here."

Already, Lisa was feeling encouraged from Sandy's mood and behavior. No doubt, Sandy's arousal level had fallen way back down, to her usual baseline or at least close to it. But while Sandy seemed upset recalling what she'd done, it was far from a total freak out. She was gradually coming to terms with her new way of life.

Sandy opened her eyes again and she scooted to the middle seat. That left her sitting right next to Lisa in the aisle seat. Then she leaned up and forward over the seatback into the front row, so she could look around.

After a careful visual scan in all directions, she confirmed that the others were gone. She sat back and turned to Lisa again. "Where are they?!"

Lisa said nonchalantly, "Oh, they're hanging out in the middle of the plane. In fact, they're at the same spot where you sucked on your son while Vicky and I were there, remember?"

Sandy shut her eyes in embarrassment. "Please don't remind me!"

She had mixed feelings about her three incestuous blowjobs. In fact, she wasn't really that regretful, as her thoughts were starting to show before Lisa got her attention. But overtly talking to Lisa about what happened brought her regret and humiliation to the fore, at least temporarily.

Sandy's entire body jerked in distress as a worry hit her hard. "Oh no! What are they doing, together and alone like that?!"

Lisa spoke soothingly, "Don't worry. I passed them by on the way here. They were busy talking about some private stuff, so I figured I should leave them alone. Probably, they're trying to make sense of everything that's happened today."

Of course, all of that was a blatant lie. Not only had Lisa seen Jane start sucking her brother's cock for the very first time, but Vicky had stopped by well after that to give her an update. So she knew well that it had been pretty much all cocksucking and very little talking.

Sandy opened her eyes once more and looked at Lisa skeptically. "Talking?" Her worry and suspicion was that her children were kissing and fondling some more, or maybe even that Jane was sucking Darrin's cock. Of course, given what really happened, she had very good reason to be suspicious.

Even though Sandy was increasingly accepting that she loved sucking her son so much that she didn't want to ever stop, she didn't want Jane to take the same path. Part of that was motherly concern for Jane to have a normal sexual and romantic life, and part of it was jealousy and wanting to have her son's cock all to herself.

Lisa correctly guessed that Sandy would react badly to finding out that Jane was sucking Darrin off. In fact, she figured Sandy would probably feel obliged to get up and stop them. That would have led to a big scene and an argument, marring Jane's precious memories of the very first time she sucked off her future brother-master. Lisa felt she had to lie, because it was likely the incestuous blowjob or something similar was still going on, and could still be interrupted by Sandy.

Lisa continued, "Yes, talking. They were so into it that they didn't even notice me when I walked right past them." (At least that part was true.) "Oh! By the way, here, let me get you something."

She stood up, went to her nearby cooler, and got a bottle of apple juice for Sandy. She returned to her aisle seat and handed it to her. "Here. Drink up."

Sandy looked at the bottle skeptically. "Again?"

"Again. In a hot and sweaty situation like this, you literally can't drink enough. Especially you. We don't want you to get the shakes again."

Sandy thought, Good grief, not the "shakes" again. That lie is going to follow me to my grave!

She decided to come clean, to stop that misunderstanding once and for all. She leaned in until her shoulder was touching Lisa's. "Actually, just between you and me, I didn't really have the shakes back then. I had a big orgasm, and I guess Vicky misunderstood. But don't tell the others, okay? It's kind of embarrassing."

Lisa nodded. "Your secret's safe with me. Don't worry about it. But drink up just the same. You sucked your son's cock for a long, long time. A good half-hour, I'd say. Which, by the way, is GREAT! I'm really proud of you. You've made a big impression on him, for sure. But it's a lot of hard work, and you've lost a lot of sweat, tears, and cum. You need to stay well hydrated."

Sandy's embarrassment grew at that overt mention of her latest blowjob, but she opened the bottle and took a swig. Then she spoke while looking down and away, "You must think I'm an awful mother." She added in a quiet whisper, "I don't know what's wrong with me! That was the third time, one right after another after another! I just can't stop sucking him!"

Lisa boldly stated, "You're not a bad mother, you're a GREAT mother! After all, aren't you doing this for him, to help with his development?"

"I am?" Sandy asked uncertainly. She was uncertain because she recalled her continuous intense sexual pleasure. She loved that she had made her son feel so good, but she felt that her main motivation was her own sexual satisfaction. Sucking his cock was like a non-stop wild roller coaster ride, a constant pleasure blast, and she never wanted it to end.

She took another drink of her apple juice. She still had a hand over her pussy, but she had to give up her attempt to cover her enormous breasts in order to hold the bottle.

Lisa said, "You are. As I think I've told you, I've seen this very thing happen before, pretty much every year on this flight to Napali. I've talked to you about how great it is that you've been helping him with his kissing and fondling, so he won't go to his first date totally clueless. You don't regret that, do you?"

"Of course not."

"Good. Because, in the same way, you can help him even more by continuing to suck his cock. In fact, you should suck it repeatedly between here and Napali."

"What?! Are you serious?!" Sandy's heart started racing.

"Very. I know this sounds twisted, but SI has actually found that having mothers suck on their son's cocks for a couple days during the journey is helpful towards getting the families adjusted to life there. The more sucking, the better! So what you're doing is actually helping him a lot."

Sandy wasn't feeling all that aroused, at least compared to before, but that got her lusty fire burning again. Lisa was giving her the fig leaf justification the mother desired. It was an open invitation for her to suck Darrin's cock a whole lot more, at least until they arrived at Napali. Sandy salivated and licked her lips repeatedly.

But she was still trying to put up a front that she'd made a mistake and didn't really want that. She was attempting to convince herself of that as much as Lisa. So she acted indignant. "WHAT?! How?! That IS twisted! Explain!"

Lisa could guess Sandy's true feelings well enough, but she was taking things one step at a time, and pretended to be mostly oblivious. "Think about it. As I told you, Napali is a kind of real-life sexual paradise, especially a blowjob paradise. Like I said, the average teenage boy gets his cock sucked more times a day than you can imagine, based on what you think you know now."

"How many times?! I can imagine quite a bit!"

Lisa was secretly amused at Sandy's lusty curiosity, even during her apparent distress. "You can't really measure it in numbers. What if one boy has his cock sucked to orgasm six times, and another boy has his cock sucked to orgasm nine times? That sounds easy. Nine is more, right?"

A very curious Sandy nodded. "Of course."

"But add in that the first boy had his cock in five different mouths for a total of four hours and the other boy hand his cock in only two different mouths for a mere total of three hours. So which boy really got sucked more? See the problem? And that's not even the complication of counting double and triple blowjobs, which are the norm. So let's just say it's a lot!"

Sandy's head was dizzy at that sex math - and the implications. "But that... that... that's SO MUCH! Do all the women there spend all their time on their knees?!"

Lisa chuckled. "Told you! Now, I'm not saying those numbers are typical. It's hard to say what's typical, especially when those boys have so many other ways to fuck, fondle, and generally dominate and use their women. Those examples I gave would be blowjob-centric days, most likely. But remember that Darrin admitted he cums five, six, or seven times a day. That was when he was only masturbating. Once he's in Napali and has a variety of drop-dead, busty, gorgeous women willing to suck him at the drop of a hat, I'm sure that number will go up. I dare say he could end up cumming ten times a day! Or more! At least on a particularly good day."

Sandy was glad that she was covering her pussy because it started to tingle as it got wet. That IS a cocksucking paradise! TEN TIMES a day?! And I've just discovered sucking my son's cock is even better than the best fantasies I've had about it! If I could suck his cock that many times a day... Sweet Jesus! It might be too much even for me. That's why a boy with a virile, powerful cock like his needs at least two girlfriends to take care of him. More like three. I can see the logic of that now.

But still, what a paradise! Heaven would be a come-down for me if it's really like that! Now that I know first-hand just how great sucking his cock is, it's all I'd want to do! Well, almost.

She wasn't that distressed since waking up in the first place, and her lust was rapidly pushing her worries to the side. She said, "Lisa, if what you say is true... my God! You told me earlier that a good cocksucker makes sure to prolong the experience. So some big portion of his day is going to be spent just getting his cock sucked! It'll be HOURS of his day, every single day!"

Lisa nodded. "That's very true. We'll get back to that in a minute. But first, let me explain some more how you'll be helping him a lot by repeatedly sucking his cock during the rest of this journey. Keep in mind that most boys are around Darrin's age or a little older when they arrive, and they're sexually inexperienced. Probably, they've never enjoyed a blowjob before, or if they have, those have been bad ones by girls their age who don't know what they're doing whatsoever. As you should know by now, that's essentially exactly the same as if they'd never had any sexual experience at all. Agreed?"

Sandy nodded.

Lisa waited for her to say something and not just nod.

After a pause, Sandy said, "Look at you. You're a red-heeled sucker. That's incredible! I'm not Darrin, obviously, but if I compare what you do with your mouth to what a typical American soccer mom does when she tries oral sex, why... it's night and day! The difference is laughable!"

Lisa said, "Right. And that's not to toot my own horn. The difference will be extreme for any Napali sucker, at least once she changes her heel colors a few times. So all the boys have no idea what's about to hit them! None of them have known anything close to the joy they must feel when big-titted bombshell sluts bob on their shafts. Such women have much more talent and experience. And passion! Don't you agree?"

Sandy nodded her head eagerly. "Certainly!" Then she realized she was showing too much eagerness, but it was too late to take it back.

Lisa was still trying to act and sound casual, despite her arousal steadily rising too. "But in a couple of days' time, those poor virginal boys are going to be thrown into the sexual hotbed of Napali. They'll need sexual experience, and fast, or they'll be chum thrown to a pack of hungry sharks. It'll be a scary feeding frenzy. They won't be able to handle it without some help."

Sandy said, "But they don't have to do anything. He just kicks back and loves live while I do all the hard work, with my jaw in agony and tears of struggle wetting my face. Er, I mean... the boys... Well, you know what I mean."

"Au contraire!" Lisa said unexpectedly. "There's a definite skill to getting your cock sucked, you know."

Sandy tried to correct her. "You mean in doing the sucking, right?"

"That too, of course." She looked down at Sandy's feet. "Right now, your heels are only black. It could take you ten years or more to earn your red heels. There's more skill in an expert blowjob than I think you can even begin to imagine at this point."

Sandy looked at her black heels and then over at Lisa's red ones. She felt incredibly envious, and even embarrassed. It was like Lisa had an Olympic gold medal and she had a cheap participation ribbon for some silly neighborhood event. Merely looking at those red heels aroused her, because it made her think of the countless thousands of blowjobs Lisa had taken part in to reach that level.

Lisa went on, "But think about it from Darrin's point of view. There's a skill to getting one's cock sucked too. First off, he can't cum too soon. That would be a disaster. Can you imagine how embarrassed he'd be if he goes on his first date with a Napali girl, and five minutes after he gets her alone, he already blows a hot and creamy load all over her gorgeous face or on her enormous rack? That would be embarrassing, to say the least!"

Lisa and Sandy shared a chuckle about that.

The super stacked mother started to wiggle a little in arousal. She was still covering her pussy mound, but also tweaking her clit a little bit. She asked, "What do you think would happen next?"

Lisa said, "Well, the girl is bound to be naked and kneeling in just her high heels, because she's no prude. Like any Napali girl or woman, she'll get uncontrollably horny and hungry when her mouth gets close to a big cock. She'll salivate like a slobbering hyena. The first time he ejaculates on her face, she'll probably take it as a compliment that he got too excited and lost control. So that alone wouldn't be a disaster. The disaster will happen when she resumes sucking him, or fucking him with her big tits, and he blows his load all over her face again just five or ten minutes later! Now, THAT could ruin his entire reputation, because girls talk to each other."

"Oh dear," Sandy said with genuine worry. "But ten minutes? That's not bad at all. Is it?"

Lisa said, "It is, by Napali standards. That's premature ejaculation, basically. Remember, sucking cock is THE favorite pastime there. Heck, the girl will get even more embarrassed if she has to cry uncle and stop sucking him from sheer exhaustion after only ten minutes. Or twenty, for that matter."

Sandy was flabbergasted. "Doesn't anybody ever work?! You know, at actual non-sexual jobs?!"

Lisa chuckled. "Of course! But that's only 30 hours a week or so." (Sandy already knew that one of the perks to living on Napali were the four-day work weeks.)

"What do people do for the rest of the time? On a date, don't they want to watch a movie?"

'Sure. There is a mini-movie theater there, despite the tiny population. The island is fully equipped with all sorts of fun things, as you'll see. But you can suck or stroke a cock during a movie. And, boy do they! I can't imagine a boy of Darrin's age going to see a movie and not cumming at least once."

Indeed, the information about the movie theater was true.

Lisa honestly added, "Hey, a detail just occurred to me that might help you better understand daily life there. When women go into the movie theater with their dates, the usher always hands each of them a complimentary hand towel or two. That's to help them clean up the cummy mess in their seats so they'll be at least semi-presentable before leaving. I always used to pick up at least two towels, one to wipe up my pussy and thighs, and the other to clean off the facial and/or pearl necklace fun."

Sandy was staggered to hear that. She muttered, "Holy cow!"

She took another sip of her apple juice, but she was furtively playing with her clit with her other hand as she imagined bobbing in her son's lap as the two of them sat in a dark movie theater. She didn't have a tray table or anything else to help hide her masturbation, but she'd kept a hand covering her pussy since Lisa showed up. With her legs close together, she hoped Lisa wouldn't notice her subtle hand movements down there.

Of course, Lisa noticed right away. Thanks to her vast sexual experience, she had an eagle eye for that sort of thing. But she pretended to be clueless.

Sandy thought, Oh God! Too hot! I could spend the whole movie just... just... just... sucking on my big man's big cock! My baby! Too exciting! UNH! I can't even think about it!

She asked, "When that happens, is it possible to hear the other women... uh, pleasuring their man? OR can you even see it?!"

Lisa casually replied, "Of course, to both. It's a small theater, so even if the movie is only partially crowded, you're not likely to get a row just with you and your date. When I was there busy endlessly bobbing on my man, whenever I would take a little strategic pause, I'd like to pop my head and take a look around at all the other bobbing heads, and to see how much clothing they still had on. Usually not much, if anything at all! And sometimes when there's a particularly quiet moment in the movie, you can hear an entire symphony of slurpy bobbing and even choking and gagging! I tell you, it's extremely inspirational."

Sandy shook her head in disbelief. "But... but... what if I go to a movie with my son?!"

Lisa responded, "Well, if you decide to have a purely platonic relationship with him, then you two will just see a movie. That's fine. Nobody will judge you badly for that."

Sandy waited with bated breath, knowing there was more.

Lisa went on after a dramatic pause, "However! If he's chosen you to be one of his girlfriends, then of course you'd be expected to act like any good Napali girlfriend would. I tell you, there's no law or even cultural taboo against incest there. And if you're NOT one of his girlfriends, or otherwise belonging to any man, the movie theater really is there for the dating, for the social scene. Otherwise you could just watch a video at home. If you're going on a date with your son, it's expected that you act like a date, regardless of your genetic link. Let's just say that if you put yourself in that position, you might hear the movie, but don't expect to get to watch very much of it, not with your face in his lap!"

The horny mother was even more incredulous. "But... but... that's unbelievable!"

Lisa smirked. "Believe it."

Sandy was panting hard and her heart was racing fast. She kept on furtively fingering her pussy.

She sat there slack-jawed, overcome by a vision of herself in the Napali movie theater. In it, she was completely naked, except for her high heels. Darrin sat next to her, fully dressed, though he had his pants yanked well down his thighs. From time to time, Sandy could hear some explosions or screams coming from the movie, but she had no idea what was happening in the film, or even what it was called. All of her focus was on steadily and devoutly sucking her son's cock!

She asked, "Is it really possible to suck his cock for the entire movie?! That's, what? An hour and a half? Two hours?!"

Lisa replied matter-of-factly, "Oh, sure. Actually, it would be weird not to. You'll learn to prolong the joy beyond what you can even imagine now. And remember what I said about there being a true skill in boys learning how to get their cocks sucked. This is a good case in point. Darrin's stamina is already very impressive, but he'll get better and better."

She continued, "Still, it's not expected he'll last the entire movie, especially if it's a long one. If you time it right, you should make him cum halfway through the film. With the excitement of public sex, he'll get erect again in no time. So you'll spend the rest of the movie sucking him still more, probably with your face or tits splattered with cum. Boy, I have to tell you, it's pretty damn embarrassing when the movie ends and you see all the other women with two or sometimes even three cum loads dripping down their faces and their big tits!"

Sandy was on fire. She masturbated herself even more blatantly, because that whole scenario was so incredibly exciting. It would have made a great fantasy, and in fact she'd seen several of Olivia's videos that were elaborate role-plays of movie theater blowjobs. But this was even more thrilling because Sandy (correctly) believed Lisa was describing something that actually regularly happened in Napali.

The whole scenario was too arousing for Sandy even to think about. So she tried to change the topic. But she unknowingly went from the frying pan into the fire, because her question was, "What about going to the beach?"

Lisa replied, "Of course. People love to go to the beach there. That's very common. But that's just another locale to enjoy a nice long cocksucking marathon, probably with some swimming and snorkeling thrown in. Personally, whenever I went to the beach, after my man would cum on my face or tits, I'd like to take a quick dip in the water to clean off. The big problem there is getting sand in all sorts of uncomfortable places. So people bring the biggest towels. Bigger than any I've seen in the US, in fact. That helps a lot, but even then sand can be a bother, especially if there's a strong wind."

Sandy stared incredulously into Lisa's stunning face. "You're kidding me, right?! You just lie there on your huge towel, out in the sun in the middle of day, right there in front of anyone and everyone, and suck your son's cock?! Er, I mean, suck your boyfriend's cock?!"

Lisa smirked at Sandy's verbal slip. "Not exactly. Lying down is popular, sure. But kneeling is the usual way. The guys typically bring a lawn chair for themselves, so they can kick back and bask in the sunshine. There's no need for you to have a chair though, since you'll spend most of your time kneeling between his legs. By the way, here's a tip: it's vitally important to throughly cover every inch of your backside with sunscreen! Otherwise, your get a bad sunburn. Better still, bring a big umbrella."

Sandy was chagrined. She said sarcastically, "Thanks for the tip. But is that really how it happens?! Doesn't anyone have any shame?! You're out in public in full view!"

"Of course people have shame. Napalites are the same as you that way. It's extremely shameful, every time. For the woman only, that is. But it's not like that's going to stop you. You're just going to have to get used to blushing a lot."

Then Lisa seemed to think of something new. "Oh, by the way, I forgot. Chances are excellent that it won't just be you and your man, because what about his other girlfriends? Of course they'll want to be there too. I could easily imagine your son at an empty stretch of beach with his three girlfriends, and kicking back on his lawn chair with his sunglasses on while all three of them slurp and slobber all over his huge anaconda! The entire afternoon could pass that way. Napali has a lot of beach and very few people, so it's easy to be all by yourself if you pick a spot far from the village."

Sandy's eyes widened and her body squirmed even more. She had to put her apple juice down so she could pin an arm under her I-cups to prevent them from heaving too much. Oh no! That's even hotter than the movie idea! All three at once!

She was somehow even more incredulous and aroused. "But... but... what if they go to the nearby beach instead?! Isn't there one right in front of the village?"

"There is. Most people go there, because it's convenient and it's nice to see and be seen."

"But, but.... what if he wants me to suck him off there?!"

"Then you will, of course. Expect it to be much like the movie date, except in broad daylight, where everyone can see. And the cocksucking often lasts even longer, sometimes a lot longer. Admittedly, that's not for everyone. Some people get too shy. But if you can handle it, God, it's fantastic! So inspirational! I used to do that a lot. Just looking up and down the beach, and seeing the naked beauties in their twos and threes, bobbing together on their boyfriends... It would fire me up like you wouldn't believe!"

Sandy was in a flabbergasted daze. "'In their twos and threes?!' Oh my God! OH MY GOD!" She was blatantly fingerbanging herself, heedless of what Lisa might see. With her other hand, she was usually sucking on a finger or two, except when she had to speak.

Lisa noticed Sandy's heated reaction and was secretly pleased. Still, she carried on like they were discussing the weather or some other banal topic. She continued calmly, "I can see you're startled by the three-girlfriends-at-once idea. I thought we'd talked about that before."

"We have, sure, but it takes some getting used to!"

"That's true," Lisa agreed. "But, getting back on topic, what's most relevant here is that with every guy having two or three girlfriends, each guy gets to be an expert at having his cock sucked, with more than one mouth on his hot pole being the norm. They learn how to cope with mind-blowing pleasure without needing to cum, sometimes for hours. Darrin is going to have to compete with all that."

Sandy was stunned all over again. She whispered in amazement, "So much cocksucking!"

Lisa chuckled again. "You can say that again! Already, I think you can see how helpful it is when sons get some blowjob endurance training from their mothers on the journey there. But stamina is far from the only skill Darrin needs to be talented at getting his cock sucked."

"Oh?" Sandy asked. She was squirming constantly in her seat, and she kept on thrusting two fingers in and other of her tight slit. Her lust was completely taking over, it seemed.

"Sure. Again, remember two girlfriends is the minimum, which means that cocksucking is a shared activity. Imagine Darrin lying in bed all morning, while THREE total knockouts work as one to pleasure his cock in every possible way! Can you imagine three tongues all meeting at his sweet spot at once? You should, because that's a common thing. It's not just how LONG he can stay erect, it's a matter of him being able to handle EXTREME arousal, pleasures far greater than you or he can even imagine right now!"

She concluded, "So that's why I say the more you suck him off on our journey there, the better. He needs a crash course in learning how to handle living in a sexual paradise."

Sandy was struck speechless. Her jaw hung open. She pictured herself in the tangle of naked sweaty bodies, bobbing on the top of her son's cock while two other tongues lapped just below.

It was a lucky thing she was sitting, because she got dizzy and weak in the knees. She was getting close to cumming, thanks to the way she kept on furtively playing with her clit.

Lisa said blandly, "It's a lot to take in, I know."

Sandy nodded, then whispered in awe, "Why did nobody tell me that... it's like... THAT?!"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean... everything!" She let go of her pussy to gesticulate with both hands, due to her difficulty in expressing what she meant by "everything."

After a pause, she said, "About the whole sex ratio thing, and all that follows, for one thing. But also..." - she brought her voice down to a confidential whisper - "especially about how it feels to... you know... suck his cock!"

She unthinkingly brought her hands down to her huge tits, and started blatantly caressing them. She knew there was no way Lisa could miss that, but it was like she didn't have any choice. Her tits were feeling left out after all her pussy play.

Lisa smiled warmly. "As for the first part, because who would believe it? And who would agree to go? You have to experience it first before you can really understand. And as for the second part, they do say there's something extra special about it. By 'they,' I mean the other moms I've talked to. AND the sons! Sure, I'm a pretty great cocksucker. That's just a fact, as my red heels show. But I'll bet you anything that he would rather see YOUR head in his lap, any day of the week."

"Do you mean it?!" Sandy asked, torn between doubt and hope.

"I do. That's one big reason why I need your help for the rest of this journey. Of course you're thinking, 'Lisa, if he needs his cock sucked so much all the way to Napali, why don't you do it?' Right?"

Sandy nodded. Actually, that hadn't even occurred to her yet, probably because she wasn't looking for alternatives. But it couldn't be denied that it was a logical option.

Lisa said, "That's a good idea. And of course I'll be glad to help. But the simple fact is, he's going to get erect more often, and stay erect longer each time, if you're involved. Naturally, we'll work together. He needs a lot of practice with double blowjobs, especially. But you'll be the main lure, because you're the one he wants, way more than me."

That was a lot for Sandy to take in. She'd gotten so very turned on that Lisa's suggestion sounded absolutely fantastic. It was just the fig leaf she needed to drive what was left of her guilt away. But still, a part of her resisted, because she knew that if she agreed, there would be no going back.

Plus, she was naturally modest, so she complained, "You're just saying that. Of course he wants you more! You're a red-heeled sucker, after all!"

Lisa smiled, but with a touch of sadness. "That's nice of you to say, but we both know it's not so. No woman can compete with a mother's love. You know I've taken this flight the last few years. All the sons each year told me that there's a special joy when they're kicking back and basking in the joy of their moms bobbing on their big cocks, time after time after time."

Sandy interrupted, "Wait! WAIT! Just wait a second! Are you telling me ALL the other moms sucked their son's cocks?!"

Lisa nodded. "I told you that sort of thing is acceptable, and common."

"Yeah, but still! That's shocking!"

"Sorry. I know it's a lot to take in. But it's old news to me, because I've seen the power of the lust and love between mothers and sons. Sure, there's the taboo thrill of the forbidden. And for the boy, there's probably the extra charge of turning the tables, taking total control of the family, and seeing one's own parent willingly submit to sexually serving his every whim. But they tell me the main thing is that their mothers love them more than anyone else on Earth, and it shows in their passion and dedication in their cocksucking. They may not be the most talented or experienced, not by a longshot. Typically, they're just as inexperienced as he is at the start. But that doesn't matter, because the love shines through!"

"Wow!" Sandy was amazed. She brought one hand back to her pussy, while keeping the other one on her massive rack. She didn't try hard to hide the way she diddled her clit and pinched an erect nipple.

"I know. Lucky you!" Lisa reached out and patted Sandy's nearer thigh. "Anyway, let's get back to the issue of your son needing lots of practice with learning how to get his cock sucked. What about his rebounding power? Let's imagine Darrin out on his first Napali date again. Pretend that he lasts at least half an hour before he blows his second load on his date's face. Let's call her Rose, since we need a name."

"Okay." Sandy like that name, because it made her think of "rosy red," and that was a reminder of her own flaming red hair. It helped her imagine that she was the girl. She closed her eyes, allowing her to slip into a fantasy.

Lisa went on, "Mind you, we don't know her yet, but it's a safe bet that Rose is going to be a perfect ten by United States standards. Big tits, flawless bubble butt, stunning face - the whole package. She might even have huge tits, like you do. In fact, let's say that she does. That puts a lot of performance pressure on him. So when they go to the public park in the middle of the village to watch the stars, they'll start chatting, and fondling, and kissing... He'll take control of her body, as Napali guys naturally do, and she'll wind up naked and jacking him off, as Napali girls do."

Sandy cut in, "Wait! They're in a public place!" She kept her eyes closed, because she was imagining herself in Rose's place.

"Yeah, but so what? Napali has a different culture. Public nudity is just a part of daily life there, especially for women."

"Yeah, but public sex is different. Way different! I thought that only happens on the beach?!"

"Not in Napali. True, it's most common at the beach, and widely expected there. Thinking back, I don't know if I EVER went to the beach and came home without a sore jaw and a cum-splattered face. I suppose it's possible, especially if you like to swallow his cum loads down your throat, or if you have a weird thing about quickly washing your face clean."

Sandy was stunned all over again. "Wait! So women walk around naked and with their faces painted with sperm?!"

"Well, sometimes, sure. Much of the time you'll be clothed and dry, for sure, especially if it's work-related. But if you go out on a date, of course you're going to come home all naked and cummy, probably with cum loads on your face and chest. Washing it off right away would mean you're ashamed. You'll learn to love a good facial, believe me."

Sandy whimpered and moaned erotically. She was keeping her eyes shut, pretending that if she couldn't see Lisa, Lisa couldn't see her masturbating.

"But anyway, all dates aside, what if you're out and about with your man and his cock gets hard? Wouldn't you want to help him out? Fellatio is such great fun, as I think you know by now. It would be like seeing a hundred dollar bill lying on the ground and not stopping to pick it up. Why would you want to miss out on all that jaw-breaking fun?"

Sandy asked, awed, "But... what if we rush home so I can take care of him there?"

Lisa was forceful in her reply. "That's foolishness! What if he goes flaccid by then?! You strip off your clothes, if you're wearing any, and drop to your knees. And then you SUCK! That's the Napali way! If you're the shy type, hopefully you can duck behind some bushes or something like that if you can. But if you're caught out in the open, say while you're walking through the public park, you do what you have to do. The urge to suck, the craving to serve your man, is too strong to resist! If people stop and stare, or stop to talk to him, or even if some hot girl wants to make out with him, you just have to keep on, probably with your face burning red with embarrassment. After all, there's a reason that the nickname for Napali is 'Blowjob Island.'"

"Oh my God! 'Blowjob Island?!'"

"Sure. Didn't I mention that before?"

"NO! Definitely not!" Sandy's body was trembling with excitement. She still had her eyes closed, so she fell into a vivid fantasy of blowing her son on a grassy field in the tropical sun while some stunning teen came up to him, pulled her top off, and rubbed her huge tits all over his chest. Then that girl necked with him like she wasn't even there. It was driving her wild.

It struck her that something very similar had happened to her in real life prior to her nap, when she'd sucked Darrin off while he'd kissed and fondled Jane. It blew her mind, but she considered that strong evidence that what Lisa was describing wasn't so far-fetched at all.

Lisa said, "Anyway, let's get back to our imaginary date with Rose. Picture them both on a big blanket in the park at night. Before long, she'll be hot to suck his cock again, no doubt inspired by seeing the tell-tale bobbing motions of female faces buried in male crotches in dark shadows all over the wide and empty grass lawn. She might even hear the sounds of slurping, panting, and moaning off in the distance, over the sound of the crashing waves on the beach, which edges on side of the park. But will your son be able to get erect again, after cumming twice a little while earlier?"

Sandy frowned with worry. "I don't know. Will he?" She finally opened her eyes, to check out Lisa's facial expression.

Lisa acted uncertain and worried. "Think about your son. He's a pretty shy guy. Think back, before today. Could he even TALK to a 'perfect ten' girl? Aside from you or Jane, that is?"

Sandy frowned even more. "Well, no. Definitely not. He gets shy."

Lisa frowned too. "Not good. If he's really shy, he might suffer the ultimate gaffe, and not get erect enough to enjoy even Rose's very first cocksucking! He'd never live that down. So that's why it's so helpful when a mom like you can show her son the way with her lips and tongue. It helps if she's extremely busty and beautiful, to kind of immunize him to the overwhelming beauty of others. After she's feasted on his cock a bunch of times, then he'll find that getting repeatedly blown by even the sexiest girls with the most talented tongues and lips is a piece of cake for him in comparison."

She added, "Immunizing is a good way to think about it. That's another reason why your help is so necessary. I don't want you to get a big head, but you're about as big-titted and gorgeous as it gets, even by Napali standards. So if he can handle you, he'll probably be able to handle anything."

She suggested, "I'm thinking we should have you and him go on some practice dates. Of course, 90 percent or more of that will be you sucking his cock, since that's how dates typically go there, but it's good to frame the whole situation, to give him some confidence. Then we can move on to double dating. Although that had a different meaning in Napali."

Sandy was panting hard as she said, "Let me guess: one boy dating two girls at once!"

"Exactly. You and I have already given him his first double blowjob, but it was short and under strange circumstances. Imagine instead the two of us spending a couple of hours kneeling side by side between his legs on the flight tomorrow as part of another role-play. I think that would help him a lot, and of course he'll enjoy it tremendously. And I'll bet Vicky will be willing to help with a triple date scenario, even though she's busy a lot. She should have a lot more time on tomorrow's flight. Between all that, he'll be ready for just about anything."

Sandy took that all in, thinking deeply. Already, the wheels in her head were spinning, thinking about how it would almost be her moral imperative as a good mother to suck his cock a lot for the rest of the journey. Not surprisingly, that set her arousal soaring even higher. She was naturally modest, but she was so ridiculously beautiful that she couldn't deny it. So that increased her "moral imperative" to suck his cock.

Lisa continued, "But that's not all."

Sandy interrupted, "Oh no!" She was nearly deliriously aroused. She didn't know how much more she could take. She felt like she could simply pass out from being too horny.