CHAPTER 81

Darrin looked down the stairway they were standing at the top of. Lisa had already reached the bottom, and was talking with the Sanchez family and their SI minder below. After having such an intense, life-changing, day-long experience, it was disorienting to even see anyone other than his mother, sister, Lisa, or Vicky.

The Sanchezes had their backs to him, so he couldn't see much, but the Sanchez son wore a normal T-shirt and shorts, just like Darrin did. The mother and daughter, as well as the sexy minder, wore matching outfits. They appeared to be clothes very similar to what Sandy, Jane, and Lisa were wearing, except that their tops were blue.

Standing a short distance on the tarmac were the Brown family and their minder. The three women there were wearing the same ridiculously skimpy outfits too, except their tops were yellow.

Darrin had seen all those other people before, at the Los Angeles airport in the morning. But he looked at them in a brand new way, now that he knew that incest happened in every single family on that plane. His mind was blown all over again with every face he saw. He was intensely curious at just how far the other families had gone sexually, but he knew it would be a rude fiasco to ask any of them about it.

A little way away from the others were the two pilots, who were talking to Vicky. The pilots were dressed in typical business suit-type pilot uniforms, and they were mostly facing away from the plane. But even so, based on their long hair and generous curves, it was obvious they were unusually voluptuous women. He noticed that one of them was very dark skinned and the other was unusually fair-skinned and blonde.

Sandy and Jane were looking all around and noticing the same things and people as Darrin was. Sandy whispered to Jane, "God! Look at them! Those other moms and daughters are wearing the exact same things we are. That means that they already are incestuous cocksucking sluts, or they're well on the way there."

Jane whispered back, "Let's not judge. It is pretty freaky though, especially considering that basically ALL the women on Napali are like that, I guess. Just think about that! Even as we speak, there are probably dozens of mothers and daughters kneeling naked on the beach there, all in sight of each other, all happily bobbing away!"

Sandy winced, but, at the same time, she felt a surge of lust. She whispered even more quietly, "Good God! What are we getting into?!"

Darrin was carefully listening to all of that, with his head actually between and just behind their heads. But he was also still looking around. He was absolutely transfixed by the ridiculously revealing outfits the Sanchez and Brown women had on. It was almost more scandalous than if they'd been completely naked. He was even more thrilled to keep in mind that his own sluts were wearing the exact same outfits.

While he continued to ogle everyone, he saw three black vans driving down a road between runways towards them. He muttered to his mother and sister, "Like Lisa was saying, this isn't the time for lots of talking. Look over there. Those vans must be for us. Let's get in one and get the hell out of here!"

Sandy and Jane couldn't have agreed more with his "get the hell out of here" sentiment. They felt completely exposed.

With that new goal in mind, the three of them started walking down the stairway.

But the Sanchez family was only standing a few feet from the bottom of the stairs with Lisa, and they didn't move away, probably because they were all busy gawking at everyone else. As a result, when the Douglases got to the bottom, they had to acknowledge the Sanchezes.

All the members of each family had been introduced to each other at the Los Angeles airport before getting on the plane, but they had only spoken briefly, and so much had happened since that it was easy to have forgotten each other's names. This was very different, since everyone knew that something extraordinary had happened on the plane flight to all the others, even if they didn't know the details. There were blushing faces all around, even on the boys.

Each person naturally paired up with their age and gender peer. Sandy found herself standing in front of the Sanchez mother, Jane in front of the Sanchez daughter, and Darrin in front of the Sanchez son. Each minder also gravitated to the son.

Darrin reached out and shook hands with the son, who looked to be a year or two older than he was. He said, "Hi. My name is Darrin. Darrin Douglas." He surprised himself by being rather forward instead of his usual shy self when it came to strangers. He was still riding on a confidence high, thanks to his incredible sexual success.

The other boy smiled and shook hands. "Hi. I'm Ramon Sanchez."

Darrin looked Ramon over carefully. Like the rest of the Sanchez family, he clearly had Hispanic or Latino ancestry, with significantly darker skin than Darrin, though he didn't show any sign of an accent. He also was significantly more muscular and handsome. There was no doubt that everyone in the Sanchez family hit the jackpot when it came to attractiveness.

Darrin noticed that Ramon was wearing the exact same kind of shorts that he'd been given, and had an erection lewdly tenting his shorts, the exact same as him. From that bulge, it was obvious that Ramon was impressively endowed, though just how much was hard to tell, due to the shorts.

Despite all that, Darrin didn't feel too intimidated. It helped his confidence that Lisa sidled up to him and draped herself up against him, with an arm around his back and a hand caressing his chest.

Then he saw the minder for Ramon's family do exactly the same to Ramon, almost like they were mirror images of each other.

Both boys laughed as a result.

Darrin broke his handshake and held his hand out for the other minder. "Like I said, I'm Darrin. I met you earlier, but I forget your name?"

She smiled brightly and shook his hand. "Emily. Nice to meet you." She added with a knowing smirk, "I didn't forget your name. In fact, I know all about you." She winked.

Darrin realized "I know all about you" was probably a drastic understatement. As one of the SI employees on this "mission," she probably had studied the backgrounds of everyone from all three families, though obviously she would know the most about the Sanchezes by far.

Then Ramon took Lisa's hand, shook it, and exchanged introductions.

Darrin took a few moments to give Emily a look over. He'd met her in Los Angeles before getting on the plane, so he'd known she was gorgeous, but he'd been too shy to directly stare at her from close up. Now he did. By now, he knew that if she was associated with Napali or SI in any way, she was bound to be not only gorgeous, but also busty and sexy. Sure enough, she was all three. She was very fair, with light blonde hair, baby blue eyes, and almost pale skin. She was uncommonly tall, much taller than himself or Ramon, yet she was still voluptuous, with breasts that looked to be about F-cups, just like Lisa's.

Ramon was similarly checking out Lisa. After a long pause, he asked, "So... you and her...?"

Darrin wasn't entirely over his shyness and social awkwardness. He didn't quite know how to answer that. Plus, he wasn't sure what he should say. For instance, was it okay to say that Lisa was his "girlfriend," or "slut," or what?

Lisa sensed his difficulty, and made it a moot point by lowering her hand on his chest until it slipped into his shorts. She grasped his erection and started jacking him off. Although her hand was in his shorts, she made no attempt to hide her tell-tale stroking motions.

At the same time she started doing that, she told Ramon, "Yes! We are. I consider myself his first official slut. Until he and I have to part in a couple of weeks, of course."

Ramon's eyes bugged out comically as he watched what Lisa's hand was doing. Then his incredulity doubled, or more, as he felt Emily's hand snake inside his shorts. She began jacking him off too, continuing to act like a mirror image. All he could do was pant hard and silently open his mouth wide.

Emily said to Lisa, "Wow! Official slut? I'm impressed." She whispered into Ramon's ear, but too quiet for Darrin or Lisa to hear. Then she told Lisa, "Unfortunately, nothing's official on my end, although I keep dropping hints." She playfully nudged Ramon.

Darrin looked around anxiously. They were standing in the open. Now that he was off the plane, he had a 360 degree view, with Pearl Harbor bay, Honolulu, the Pacific Ocean, and nearby mountains all in sight. He could see other planes taking off or landing, or just parked in place. But nobody else was nearby except the group, and everyone else in the group was busy talking, so the dual handjobs hadn't been noticed by anyone at all. Even Sandy and Jane didn't have a clue, since they were very busy checking out all the other people.

However, despite that, he still felt freaked out. He muttered quietly to Lisa, "You can't just do that here! Can you?!"

She quietly purred in his ear, "Actually, I can. Don't worry about it. Your old life is over. This is your new life." She lowered her voice even more, to whisper extra carefully, "Oh, and by the way, don't mention anything to these two about what's happening sexually between you and your other two sluts, okay? I still don't know just how far they've progressed."

Instead of replying to Lisa, Darrin exclaimed to Ramon, "My god! This is nuts! Have you EVER been with a woman like Emily?!"

"No way, man!" Ramon looked over to Emily.

Emily responded by turning her head to him and briefly French kissing him. Of course, the "pocket pool" handjob continued all the while. Then she locked eyes with Lisa, and said, "Ramon is a total stud, and his cock is magnificent! I've stroked him to orgasm twice, titfucked him twice, and blown him twice too!"

Lisa smiled in gratitude. Obviously, Emily sensed or knew from Vicky that Lisa didn't know the details of what the Sanchezes had done, and deliberately did a lot to get her up to speed with that one sentence.

Lisa replied while her fingers sloshed up and down Darrin's increasingly wet erection, "Mmmm! Sounds nice! I've done all that to Darrin... and more times besides! My Lord, he's cum so many times that I've almost lost count!"

Darrin looked back and forth between Emily and Lisa, and realized there was a growing sense of competitiveness. In addition to sharing information, each was keen to gloat over how studly their man was.

Emily said, "I wish I could pull off this silly little top and drop to my knees in front of him right now!" Her gaze darted here and there. "Do you think we should dare?!"

Lisa took a moment to seriously consider that. She looked around, and saw that the three vans Darrin had seen off in the distance had actually arrived and parked. Like the three others in their immediate group, she hadn't noticed because she was so distracted with the furtive handjob action and the conversation, but also because they were still at the base of the stairway while all the others had moved off to where the Browns, the pilots, and Vicky were waiting. That's where the vans had come to a stop.

So Lisa said, "Unfortunately, it's a moot point, since our rides are here. We should head over there. Darrin, you might want to say bye to Ramon. You'll be seeing him later tonight, for dinner at least, but we're going in separate vans."

Darrin looked down at Lisa's hand in his shorts, then over to Emily's hand in Ramon's shorts. He laughed and shook his head. He told Ramon, "Hey, man. It's been good talking to you."

Ramon shook his head too. "It's been WEIRD talking to you!" He laughed. "We should get together at dinner with Trevor and try to sort this out."

Darrin frowned in confusion. "'Trevor?'" Then he remembered that was the name of the son in the Brown family. "Oh, right." He looked over to where the Browns were standing, about fifty feet away. He did a double take. "Holy shit!"

Those words caused all the others in their little group to look and see what he was startled about. It was clear as day that the minder for the Brown family was on her knees in front of Trevor! He couldn't remember the minder's name at the moment, but it was Joni.

One could only see Joni's backside from this angle, but the bobbing motions of head made clear what she was doing, and the way her yellow top was pulled up to her armpits was another clue. Even from the back, one could see that Joni's bare tits were huge and were freely bouncing in time to her head motion.

The other two Browns were standing a couple of feet away from the Brown boy, just staring in amazement, while the pilots, Vicky, and all the others were staring at the bobbing head from nearby too.

Ramon muttered while he continued to gawk, "Fuck me! No way! Let's go over there!"

Darrin laughed. "Good idea! See you later."

"Yeah, later."

Lisa pulled her hand out of Darrin's shorts, wiped it, and then held his hand. They started walking towards the vans and the other people, while Ramon and Emily did the same.

But to Darrin's disappointment, the group was splitting into three, with each family and their minders moving to the van that they were going to ride in. That meant that Darrin didn't get much closer to Joni's blowjob on Trevor. He didn't even get a good look at the other women, since they were all facing away from him to watch the cocksucking action.

Instead, he found himself standing with Sandy and Jane again. The two female pilots had joined their group, but they were standing a few feet away and Lisa went to talk to them.

Sandy stood very close to Darrin and whispered confidentially, "Son, don't look now, but the Brown boy is getting his cock sucked!"

"I know, I just saw," he replied. "I guess we shouldn't be too surprised though. I was just talking to Ramon, you know, the Sanchez son, and Lisa jacked me off through a hole in my shorts pocket the whole time while Ramon's family minder Emily jacked him off in the same way! It was wild!"

Jane pulled in close too, until the three of them were standing close enough to kiss, with their hands on each other's backs. Jane muttered, "Oh my God! Are you serious?!"

"I am," he replied. "By the way, what were you two doing? Did you talk to the Sanchez mother and daughter?"

Sandy was breathing hard and her face was red. She glanced over to where the Browns were standing, and saw Trevor still getting blown. She shivered lustily. But then she refocused on her son and his question. "We did. I spoke to Maria, the mother. Good grief! That woman is stunningly beautiful! AND stacked! She wears an H-cup bra! Mine did appear to be a little larger, so I guess that confirms I'm an I-cup. But she's significantly shorter than me, so she's just as busty as I am, proportionally."

Darrin was taken aback. "Whoa! That's insane too!" He'd never met another woman as busty as his mother, except maybe for some large and obese ones.

Jane nodded. "I know! And Rosalita - that's the Sanchez daughter - she's ridiculously stacked and gorgeous too! And nice! I was talking to her some, and I'm so freaking intimidated. If ALL the women on Napali are like them, and the Browns, and the minders, and the pilots, I don't know what! I'm going to have a long cry, for starters!"

He wasn't thinking too clearly, due to his raging lust. "'A long cry?'"

Jane explained, "I'm used to being THE hot one, the most desired girl in school, by far. I know I'm generally pretty modest about it. I don't go around gloating or acting all superior, but I'm starting to realize how much I took it for granted."

She stopped talking, because she realized the pilots and Lisa had stopped talking and joined their group. At the same time, a driver had left the van closest to them and also was standing nearby.

As soon as Lisa was back by Darrin's side, she slipped her hand right back in his pocket and resumed jacking him off. And she was just as blatant about it as before.

The two pilots noticed, as did everyone else, but nobody said a word about it.

Lisa took charge of the situation. "Let me introduce everyone, and explain our plans." She waved her free hand at Darrin. "This is Darrin. He's accepted me as his first official slut for the next couple of weeks, I'm proud to say. I've sucked his cock a bunch of times already, I'm even prouder to say. Darrin, this is Pamela." She looked to one of the pilots.

Pamela stepped forward towards Darrin, so much so that Sandy and Jane broke their loose hug with him and stepped back. Pamela clearly was African-American, with dark skin, black hair in a very short afro, and dark brown eyes. She also was seriously busty and beautiful, in the usual Napali way.

She said, "Darrin, nice to meet you. Would it be too forward if I greet you with a kiss?"

He was surprised yet again, but rallied to say, "Um, no. I guess that's fine." Given that Lisa was overtly stroking his boner through his shorts and everyone there knew it, a little kiss seemed like small potatoes.

"Good!" But instead of stepping forward to kiss him, Pamela took off her jacket and handed it to the other pilot. Then she started unbuttoning her white blouse.

As she did that, Lisa explained, "Pamela is our main pilot, and Astrid is the co-pilot. They'll be taking us all the way to Napali in the next two days."

Each of the Douglases stared in open-mouthed shock as Pamela silently but seductively unbuttoned her blouse all the way and then pulled it open. That revealed a pair of large, round tits, unencumbered by any bra. They were F-cup-sized on her medium-sized body, which was slightly taller than Darrin's.

Then, without saying anything, she stepped forward, wrapped her arms around Darrin and planted her lips on his. She began kissing him with passion and skill.

Lisa didn't stop stroking his boner.

Sandy and Jane were upset, especially Sandy. It didn't help that they noticed that Astrid had also removed her own jacket and handed both jackets to Lisa. Then she started unbuttoning her blouse as well.

Seeing Sandy with her hands on her hips and steam practically coming out of her ears, Lisa finally stopped her handjob action and pulled her hand out of the pocket, so she could move closer to her and do some damage control.

Once she was right next to Sandy, she spoke to her quietly, but just loud enough for Jane to hear too, since Jane was standing right next to her mother. Lisa said, "Now, you two, I know this may be upsetting but you need to get used to it. Your son is going to have his cock sucked by dozens of gorgeous women in the next few weeks, usually while you watch or take part. Heck, if he can stay erect, he'll probably experience a variety of talented mouths tonight."

"TONIGHT?!" Sandy exclaimed in great dismay. She'd already been thinking she could go back to their room for tonight right after dinner and she and Jane could suck him off together until they had to stop from their sheer exhaustion or his failure to get it up anymore.

Lisa nodded decisively. "Yes. Of course it's for his pleasure. But it's also important training for you and for him. As I keep saying, all three of you are undergoing a crash course in Napali living so you'll be able to get your sea legs not long after arrival. Don't mind a little kissing or tit fondling."

She added "tit fondling" because Pamela had brought Darrin's hands up to her chest not long after the kissing began, encouraging him to play with her body there. He hadn't needed much convincing, so he was happily kneading and caressing.

Just then, Sandy watched as Pamela slid a hand inside one of Darrin's shorts pockets! It wasn't too hard to guess what happened next, from the dusky bombshell's arm motions.

Sandy clenched her fists and even raised them up, like she was ready to start punching. "She's stroking his cock now, too! The nerve!"

Lisa continued, "Of course she is. Why wouldn't she? That's nothing. In fact I'm sure that both Pamela and Astrid will want to suck him, and soon. The question is, can you handle it?"

Sandy clenched her teeth and folded her arms under her tremendous bust.

Jane muttered to her, "Mom, I'm not any more happy about this than you are. But this is our new life! We need to get used to it. Remember, we've been told that women suck cock on Napali practically like how people in the US say hello."

Sandy closed her eyes and ran a hand through her hair as she let out a heavy sigh. "UGH! I'll try. I promise, I'll try."

Lisa patted Sandy's shoulder. "Good." She was within easy reach of Pamela and Darrin, so she tapped Pamela on the shoulder. "You should give Astrid a turn."

Pamela broke the lip-lock. "Right!" With her bare tits still pressing against Darrin's chest, she held her free hand out for Sandy. "Hi there. I know you're Sandy. I'm Pamela."

Sandy sighed again, but she unfolded her arms and reluctantly took Pamela's hand. She was indignant and humiliated that she was meeting this woman for the first time while Pamela continued to stroke her son's erection through his shorts. She didn't even try to hide her frown of displeasure, but she did manage to mutter a half-hearted, "Hi."

Pamela smiled at her. "Don't worry, sharing him will get easier. And by the way, I have to say that your son has a very thick and impressive cock! He's going to be very popular in Napali, that's for sure. You don't mind if I stroke him a little bit, do you?"

Sandy wanted to complain, Thanks for asking me that NOW, bitch! But all she said was, "I do, but don't stop. I'm trying to work through my jealousy issues."

Pamela seemed impressed with that answer, and gave her an approving smile.

Still with her fingers sloshing up and down Darrin's wet cock-meat, she turned her head to Jane. "And you're Jane."

Jane at least forced a smile, but it looked forced. She also shook Pamela's free hand. She spoke glumly, "Yeah. Hi."

Pamela moved to the side, but only slightly. She kept her big bare tits pressed against part of Darrin's chest and one of his arms, and of course she kept her hand busy inside his shorts.

Astrid's white blouse was wide open by this time. She stood in front of Darrin, giving him a chance to look her over.

It was a miracle Darrin hadn't climaxed yet. That fact that he'd had nine orgasms already had a lot to do with that. As if everything wasn't too arousing already, Astrid submissively held her hands up over her head to make an even more titillating sight for him.

Astrid was quite a sight. She looked much like the blonde and fair-skinned Sanchez minder Emily, except she was both lighter and larger everywhere. She had blue eyes and blonde hair, but her hair was platinum blonde. Her skin was quite pale too, but she had rosy cheeks. She was clearly of Scandinavian ancestry, as her name indicated. The fact that she was wearing a white pilot's outfit only highlighted the fairness of her hair and skin even more.

She had a large, tall body, like an Amazonian Viking, and impressively large breasts to match. They were H-cups, though they seemed more like G-cups in a proportional sense.

She moved in and pressed her big tits against the free space remaining on Darrin's chest. Pamela had spread her legs wide to get low enough to kiss Darrin's lips. But Astrid was so tall that that wasn't enough; she had to bend over with her ass sticking way out. As a result, her tits were just about the only part of her body pressing against Darrin as she moved in for a kiss.

Darrin was on cloud nine as he locked lips with Astrid. Her huge tits were dangling down due to the way she was bending over. He didn't need any guidance this time, and started fondling them straight away.

Sandy let out a long sigh, then covered her eyes with a hand.

But Lisa muttered to her. "Don't do that. Force yourself to look. Trust me, you need to get used to this, and the sooner the better."

Sandy reluctantly took her hand away and kept her eyes open. But she was suffering.

Jane was too.

To make matters worse for the both of them, but even better for Darrin, not only did Pamela keep the handjob going through his pocket, but Astrid slid her hand through his other pocket! Soon, there were ten fingers slipping and sliding all over his shaft, from two different women.

Sandy sighed heavily. She told herself, They're going to suck him off later, Lisa says. So I'd better be able to handle this, because I'm probably going to be forced to witness that! We're getting a little taste of how Napali society works. I have to get used to it, because I have no other choice!

Jane was having similar thoughts, but was more aroused and/or resigned to the situation. She thought, Okay, my jealousy is definitely peaking. I want to slap these two sluts silly and tell them to stay away from MY man! Only he's not my man exclusively: I have to deal with sharing. Napali society is massively biased to favor the guy, and I just have to deal with that.

I want to be a good sister-slut, so he'll be proud of me. I just have to accept that I need to strive to maximize his happiness and arousal at all times. Then he'll love and favor me more, and let me suck his cock more, which will mean more of those incredible, endless waves of pleasure I feel whenever I'm seriously slurping and bobbing on his fat cock-meat. In this case right here, of course he's gonna enjoy kissing Astrid if she's jacking him off and rubbing her huge pale tits against him the whole time. And he'll enjoy it even more if Pamela's fingers slide on his fat pole too. So I just need to grin and bear it.

Damn. I think "grin and bear it" is gonna be like my new motto or something. But anyway, I have to admit that what I'm seeing is pretty damn hot. Astrid is just so very white! And Pamela so very black! The contrast of the two of them on him is pretty cool. I wish he wasn't wearing his shorts, so I could see those two different hands working on him together!.

While Darrin and Astrid made out, Lisa said to the immediate group in general, "Now, assuming that everyone is paying attention, let me explain our plans a little bit. Pamela and Astrid want to go to the local SI office, since that's where they keep their cars. We need to go there too, since Sandy, as you may remember, I said we could stop there to print out some of the pictures that we took. So it makes sense for them to ride with us."

Lisa went on, "We arrived on time, which means it's only four in the afternoon. Some other people will take your personal luggage off the plane and you'll be reunited with that later. In the meantime, we'll have some stops to make that I'm sure you'll enjoy, including shopping and dinner. Does that sound good?"

Astrid broke her kiss with Darrin, since it seemed Lisa was mainly asking that question to him.

He looked around in a daze, trying to recover his bearings. His heart was thumping hard and he was gasping for air. He almost had the tunnel vision of when one's body goes into crisis mode, since everything was so crazy.

Lisa smirked as she asked him, "Did you get all that?"

"Um, yeah. Good."

He felt like laughing deliriously, because it was so surreal to be having a normal verbal exchange while such bizarre events were happening to him and all around him. He could have handled it much better if they'd still been inside the airplane, but it was taking place out in the wide open, with some people he barely knew close by.

Astrid began moving closer to Sandy and Jane. Since she kept her hand in his pocket and her fingers rubbing and stroking his boner, he had to move with her, because it felt too good for him to willingly stop it. That meant Pamela moved with him, complete with her hand in his other pocket. But as they moved their hands switched places, so Pamela got the more desired top half where she could rub his sweet spot.

Astrid kept her blouse wide open, almost as if she was deliberately showing off her impressive and enormous boobs in some titty competition with Sandy. She said to Sandy and Jane, "I know your names and you know mine, I'm sure. But it's nice to meet you just the same."

Sandy and Jane were polite enough to shake hands, though they were clearly uncomfortable about it, and about the whole situation.

Then Darrin's eyes bugged out, because another raving beauty stepped forward towards him, and she was effectively topless too, with her stiff nipples and the rest of her large boobs on display.

Lisa saw that, and said, "Ah. Darrin, it's time for you to meet Leia. She's our driver."

If anything, his eyes grew wider and wider, and his jaw dropped, as he checked Leia out from head to toe. She apparently had been wearing a short white sleeveless top, but she'd pulled it up above her impressive rack, so it was hanging loosely up around her armpits. She had an exotic look, with rich brown skin, black hair, and almond-shaped dark green eyes. She showed no signs of any tan lines. She also wore a short black miniskirt, not much larger than the ones Sandy, Jane, and Lisa were wearing.

Darrin's gaze went all the way down her muscular legs to notice light green high heels. There was a certain stylistic similarity between those heels and the ones Lisa and Vicky wore, as well as the black ones Sandy and Jane had been given earlier in the day. He immediately figured out that meant she had to be part of the same "cocksucker heels" tradition.

He didn't look to check out the feet of Pamela or Astrid, because their bodies were pressed right against his, with their huge bare tits mashed into his chest, so he knew there would be no way to see down as far as their feet. He thought, I can't prove it yet, but somehow I'm SURE those two are wearing cocksucking heels too! After all, they work for SI. I wonder what colors they wear. And what does light green mean?! I have no fucking clue, but I'm sure it's well above the lowest level black Mom and Sis are wearing!

And I have another feeling, that I'm going to find out firsthand just how orally talented these three are!

God damn! So much cocksucking! SO MUCH! It's like the whole society revolves around it! Don't guys even ever fuck pussies or asses over there?! I'm sure they do, but... Jesus!

The new woman Leia simply stood silent in front of Darrin for a full minute, knowing that he was taking time to check out and admire her remarkable body, while also giving him time to mentally cope with what had to be a very strange and stressful situation for him. She also correctly figured that he was squeezing his PC muscle and struggling hard not to cum.

Once she sensed he'd calmed down a little bit and was better able to cope, she stepped right in front of him and stood with her bare chest outrageously thrust forward, with her body stiff and straight, like a porno version of a soldier on parade. She said, "Darrin! It's my pleasure to meet you. I'm at your service, in every possible way!"

Sandy smacked her own forehead in frustration. Dammit! That means she's going to suck him too! Too much competition. UGH! And why do all SI employees have to be so impossibly beautiful?!

Jane just let out another unhappy sigh. She was having essentially the exact same thoughts.

Darrin struggled for something to say. "Um... Leia? As in... Princess Leia?"

Leia chuckled. "Yeah. I get asked that all the time. My real name is Leilani. I'm hapa, which means half-Hawaiian. But I'm kind of a Star Wars geek, so I like to go by Leia. Is it okay if I kiss you too?"

"Sure!" He smiled brightly.

Leia stepped forward, wrapped her arms around him, and kissed him. She was shorter than Pamela and Astrid, but due to her high heels she had to spread her legs like Pamela did in order to get her mouth at the right height.

After a relatively short kiss, she broke it to ask him, "I'm going to have to drive you a lot, so I may not get as much cock time with you as I'd like." She looked down at his crotch with hunger in her eyes. "I love seeing what your co-pilots are doing to it! I've already heard that it's huge, thick, and delicious! Do you mind if I hold it and stroke it a little bit as we kiss?"

"Um, no! No problem!" He thought it was cute, as well as curious, that she was so polite in asking him first, when Pamela and Astrid hadn't been like that. As if I'd say no! Ha!

Leia resumed making out with him. She brought his hands to her ass and slid them inside her black miniskirt. She wore no panties, so his hands found themselves fondling her bare ass cheeks.

Only a few seconds after that, she turned her attention to getting her hands on his cock.

With Pamela and Astrid still jacking him off, Darrin assumed one of them would have to pull her hand out of his pocket.

But he was wrong. Leia simply pulled his shorts well down his thighs, until his cock and balls were fully exposed! That was a problem for the two pilots, since their hands were sticking through his shorts pockets, but they quickly pulled their hands free and went right back to jacking off. Except now their hands were joined by not one but two of Leia's!

Within seconds, his privates were completely enveloped by four hands, from three different women.

Sandy and Jane fumed with jealousy and clenched their teeth and fists. They wanted to cry. There was so much activity at Darrin's crotch that they could only get brief glimpses of tiny patches of his cock or balls.

Lisa stood directly behind Sandy and Jane, putting one hand on each of their backs. She whispered to them, "How do you feel?"

Sandy whispered back, "Jealous! So jealous! And upset! How am I supposed to compete?! Pamela, Astrid, AND Leia! They're all too sexy and beautiful! I can see by now that ALL the Napali women look like that, and that makes me want to cry! I've always taken for granted being the most beautiful woman in the room. But on Napali, on a one to ten scale, I'll be like a FIVE!"

Jane chimed in, even more fretfully, "And I'll be like a two or a three!"

Sandy added, "I fear that Darrin will be so busy with those 50 free women that he'll hardly ever notice me! I'm going to sit at home alone and crying while he's out getting his cock sucked by every busty hot beauty on the island!"

Jane whispered, "You said it, Mom! Between these three women jacking him off together, the Brown women and the Sanchez women, and the minders, and Vicky. Including you, Lisa. I've seen more stunning and busty women standing around here on this tarmac than all the other most gorgeous women I've met in my entire life!"

Sandy added, "Ditto! And the way we're all dressed, or undressed. We're gonna cause a riot!"

Lisa said, "You would, actually, except we're very careful. Note the vans have heavily-tinted windows, for instance. And this looks like a wide open area, but it's actually carefully chosen, in a high security area, with walls and trees and such. It might not look that way at first, but nobody can see us from afar, and everyone nearby is with SI."

Sandy huffed, "NOW you tell us! But even that doesn't help me much. It's still damn freaky and scary!"

She didn't even dare look around to see what the Sanchezes and Browns were doing, for fear that she would have a complete breakdown. She assumed Trevor was still enjoying getting blown by his minder, and she further assumed, correctly, that something equally arousing had to be happening to Ramon.

Lisa said, "That's true, but remember this journey you're on to Napali has been very carefully thought out and tested. Even this spot is planned well in advance, to help you to adjust to sex in public before you get to Napali. Because you'll see it there all over the place. Consider that last year, there were three families standing right here after their plane landed, experiencing much the same things."

Jane spoke for both her and Sandy. "That doesn't help much either! And it's different when we're in fucking Hawaii instead of Napali!"

"That's true also," Lisa admitted. "As for the busty beauties, you're having a crash course in getting used to that too. As you know, SI only takes the best of the best. Keep in mind that Pamela, Astrid, and Leia didn't quite qualify to live the Napali life. You may be in awe of their beauty now, but remember they would give practically anything to be in your place instead. They hide it well, but their envy and jealousy towards you is greater than you can possibly imagine!"

That last comment was a surprise twist that shut Sandy and Jane up, at least for the moment. They looked from Lisa back to Darrin to see how he was faring.

Leia had started out with a gap between her body and Darrin's, probably deliberately so that Sandy and Jane could see the triple handjob action. But she had slowly pulled closer to him as their serious necking continued, until her body was pressed so close that one couldn't see his crotch area at all. That was helped by the fact that Pamela and Astrid were standing close on each side of him, with their free hands roaming over his body. The clearest sign the triple handjob was continuing was by watching for tell-tale arm motions (which were constant).

However, despite not being able to see much directly, they could tell what was happening clearly enough. That included the way Darrin was alternating between exploring the bare boobs of Pamela, Astrid, and Leia. He was in big tit heaven. Again, that could mainly be seen by arm motions, his this time, due to all four bodies being so close together.

Sandy and Jane were getting increasingly hot and bothered, despite their jealousy and general aggravation.

Jane quietly asked Lisa, "How is it possible they didn't qualify?! They literally couldn't be any more physically perfect!"

Lisa whispered back, "That's true, but remember there's a lot more than appearance that matters. Remember all those tests you took, for instance? Don't be afraid to ask them about it. They'll tell you. It could be something as small as someone being judged to have a temper, or being the type to spread malicious gossip. You're literally one in a hundred million. We're incredibly, incredibly choosy."

Lisa looked around and saw the other two groups had gotten in their vans. One van was already driving away. She clapped her hands, and said loudly, "Hey! It's time to go. We're the slowpokes bringing up the rear again. Leia, you WILL have time to play with his cock more later, I'm sure of it. Let's get a move on!"

Leia broke the kiss, then purred sexily to Darrin, "I can't wait! It's going to be such TORTURE for me, having to drive the van, and all the while thinking about sucking your cock! Is it okay if I suck your cock later? Will you please let me? I don't mind if I have to share. I figure I will."

He was staggered yet again. "Um... yeah. Sure!"

Leia beamed with pure joy. She finally disengaged from him, complete with pulling her two hands from his privates.

Pamela and Astrid immediately followed suit. As they disengaged from him, they pulled his shorts back up into place.

Leia then stepped further away from him and pulled her shirt back down over her tits. It was a white and extremely tight shirt. Needless to say, there was no bra in the picture. The shape of her erect nipples could easily be seen. It barely made it down to the bottom edges of her tits, leaving her sexy, fit, and richly tanned tummy showing.

Darrin looked from that to Pamela and Astrid, standing side by side, partially in their pilot uniforms but also with their blouses wide open and their bare boobs still on dramatic display. Pamela's dark skin was a startling contrast to Astrid's light skin.

He felt woozy from too much lust. Holy fucking fuck! What next?!