CHAPTER 87

Sandy continued to make her way through the private store. Mindful of the thirty or so other women in view, she covered her huge breasts with an arm and cupped her pussy mound. She wasn't naked, but she felt like she was, since her clothes covered so very little. In particular, her top only covered the upper half of her breasts, and her nipples would have been exposed from below due to the jostling of her walking motion, had she not kept an arm in place.

She had to weave past some other women to get to her son, since the aisles were unusually narrow (and deliberately so, to encourage bodily contact). While passing several women, it occurred to her that she was being looked on as some kind of rock star, with the other women moving out of her way and staring at her with awe and envy. It occurred to her that this was because they all knew she was permanently moving to Napali, while most of them were only members of the associated Sliding Lips Society. That made her feel special, even as she was practically dying of embarrassment.

As she got closer, one woman blocked her way, because she was standing in the middle of the aisle and masturbating while watching "Scarlet" sucking Darrin's cock. The woman was raven-haired and looked to be of Middle Eastern ethnic origin. She was fully dressed in a business suit, but she'd unbuttoned her blouse all the way, allowing herself to fondle her sizable boobs.

Sandy considered going down a different aisle, but she saw other masturbating women blocking the way there too, so she tapped on the woman's shoulder instead. She whispered, "Excuse me."

The woman moved away, then did a double take when she looked back enough to see who she was moving away from. Like most of the other women in the room, she was either close to cumming or already there. Her breathing was ragged and her big tits were heaving up and down in her hands. She whispered back, "Sandy?! Oh my goodness!"

Sandy was in an erotic daze, due to the fact that she already was close enough to look further down the aisle and see a completely naked and extremely voluptuous woman on her knees and bobbing right in front of her scrawny and fully dressed son. But she forced herself to engage enough to communicate. She asked, "You know who I am?"

"Sure," the unknown woman replied. "Everyone here knows about you and all the others on your way to Napali. You lucky bitch! I would murder to take your place." She turned back to face Darrin. "And just look at your son! What a super stud! What an incredible, suckable cock he has! We've heard great things about him, and he's really coming through!" The woman was freely expressing her thoughts, since she was too horny to filter her words.

Sandy moved past the woman, which gave her a great view of Scarlet's kneeling body. Darrin would have been able to look right at her, except that his eyes were closed and his head tilted back as he continued to fight the imminent urge to cum.

She thought, My Lord! He's getting his cock sucked AGAIN! And by some dark-skinned stunner I don't even know! It's disturbing, but it's TOTALLY HOT too! She's right, my son IS a "super stud!"

Without looking at the woman she'd just passed, she whispered in her general direction, "Do you know the name of the woman sucking him off?"

"I do. It's Marci. All of us in the SLS, we're all close friends, so I know her well. But you should think of her as 'Scarlet,' because that's... that's... the name your son has, has... given her!" Even as she said this with far too much passion, she stuck a hand inside her pants and diddled her clit. Then she had to step back and put a hand over her mouth, because she started cumming hard.

Sandy was only vaguely aware that the unknown woman was cumming, like so many others around the room, because her full attention was on her son getting blown. She thought, "Scarlet?!" That's too similar to my new nickname, "Red." And she looks a heck of a lot like me too. The same short and flaming red hair, just somewhat darker. And even from directly behind I can see her breasts are absolutely enormous, just like mine! She could practically be my twin, at least from the neck on down, if I only had a much, much more developed tan. She can't possibly be a natural redhead, can she?

And what about that redheaded mother that Vicky was talking about?! Could this be her?! No, apparently she lives on Napali, now that I think about it. And her nickname is "Red," not "Scarlet." But that means there's ANOTHER super busty redheaded MILF out there! How many more like us are there?! It's almost like I'm having an out-of-body experience, looking at myself when I suck on my big man. I feel like I'm supposed to feel guilty or upset somehow, but I can't. All I can think is how beautiful and sexy she looks, and how much I wish I could take her place!

Sandy stood there for a few minutes, simply staring at the back of Scarlet's constantly bobbing head. Her desire to take over was off the charts. She was practically drooling as she dreamed about how fantastic it would feel to have her son's massive boner filling her mouth. However, she was too shy to move forward, because she didn't know what she'd do when she got right up to her son, especially with Scarlet being in the way.

Without even realizing it, her hands that had been covering her privates began fondling those privates instead. Her top slid up to her armpits as she tugged on her nipples, and her micro miniskirt slid down her hips as she vigorously diddled her clit. (She had to avoid her pussy lips because they were swollen and sore from her cumming so often all day long.)

She might have continued to stand there for a long time with her son still oblivious to her presence. However, the ethnically Middle Eastern woman standing behind her finally finished cumming and decided she needed to intervene, to give Sandy a push. She put a hand on Sandy's shoulder from behind, and whispered, "What are you doing, just watching? He's your son! Go to him!"

Sandy had slipped even deeper into her erotic reverie, and she was startled by the hand on her shoulder. But she recovered enough to whisper back, "I want to, but what can I do?! He's... busy!"

The other woman whispered, "Don't worry that someone else is sucking his cock. You'll need to get used to that, pretty much on a daily basis. A good girlfriend or slut must know how to share. Go to him and give him a big kiss and a hug to show how much you love him!"

Sandy felt relieved as she came to a decision. She's right! It's totally maddening. But, Gaaaawwwwd, it's so hot! And I can't resist! He's my cutie big man. My baby! I need to hug and kiss him, and love him all up! She checked her top and saw that it had risen up above her nipples yet again. She tugged it back down into place.

But just as soon as she did that, the woman behind her whispered, "What are you doing?! Don't you want to be your son's big-titted cocksucking slut? His personal plaything? If so, you won't need this!" When she said the word "this," she grabbed Sandy's top with both hands and pulled back on it.

The top ripped in two, allowing the woman to pull it away from Sandy's body! In fact, it didn't take much pulling, because all such tops were carefully designed to make them easily pulled apart. She tossed the torn top over her shoulder, letting it fall to the floor behind her.

Sandy gasped, and covered her fully bared I-cups with both hands. She turned her head around and glared at the woman behind her.

But that woman said, "What are you looking at me for? Your son would have that silly top out of the way in a matter of seconds anyway. Forget your old ways. You're a big-titted slut for your son! Be proud of your ample genetic blessing! Use your gigantic knockers to increase his fellatio joy! Proudly show them off, if you can't actively titfuck him with them. That's what a good mommy-slut does, every single day!"

Sandy was going to complain, but she was still extremely aroused, and it didn't take long for her to conclude, She's right! What am I thinking?! I'm his big-titted mommy-slut! I need to start behaving like it! I don't even care that probably thirty other women are staring at me right now. I'm gonna knock his socks off with a kiss for the ages!

Actually she did care about all those strangers staring at her. She cared a lot, and it showed in her cherry red cheeks. But she was determined not to let their attention slow her down.

She gave the woman behind her an understanding nod, and then turned back around. She deliberately let her hands drop to her sides, even though her hands were trembling with embarrassment. Then she stepped forward.

It was tricky for her to decide what to do next, given how Scarlet was kneeling in the way. She wasn't sure if she should try to come at him straight on or more from the side. She was so insanely horny that she decided for the straight on approach. She took another step forward, so close to Scarlet that her lower legs pressed into Scarlet's butt. Then she tapped Darrin's chest to get his attention.

He had been so far gone glorying in the joy of Scarlet's expert oral stimulation that he hardly knew up from down. Like Lisa, she could only go about half-blast compared to what she could do at her best, since she was determined to prevent him from cumming too soon. She could have been ten high heel color levels below orange and it wouldn't have made a difference. But still, even half of her full powers meant he was almost deliriously aroused. Sandy had to poke his chest a few more times before he opened his eyes, and then it took still more seconds before he came out of his deep erotic bliss enough to recognize her.

He smiled from ear to ear at this very welcome surprise. "MOM!"

She wanted to whisper "Shush!" But she didn't, because she realized it would be pointless. They were in the middle of the store, and all eyes were upon her and her son. Right then, she even heard one woman somewhere in the room holler to her, "You GO, girl!" That was followed by more hollering and clapping from other women, as well as the sound of at least a few others cumming loudly. The fact that he said "MOM!" in particular rankled her, but then she remembered that everyone else knew the nature of their incestuous relationship already anyway.

She had no choice but to grin and bear it. She leaned in over Scarlet so closely that her pussy mound was brushing up against the hair of her head. She rested her tremendous I-cups against her son's scrawny chest, and wrapped her arms around him.

Darrin was so overcome by arousal from Scarlet's talented lips and tongue working on his cock that he'd forgotten he was in the middle of a private store. Furthermore, he hadn't looked around in a long time, and he had no clue that nearly thirty women were watching his every move. (Trevor was drawing much less attention because he was in a hard-to-see corner of the room. Ramon had climaxed, but was still in one of the changing rooms, having a serious talk with his mother Maria and their minder Emily.) However, even though Darrin was oblivious, he was overjoyed to see his mother leaning in to kiss him, and he opened his mouth in response.

Sandy locked lips with her son and began making out with him. In truth, the kissing wasn't that great compared to some other scorchers they'd shared on the plane flight, because he was still so dazed and overwhelmed that nearly all the effort was on her side. But she hardly noticed, since the mere act of necking with him caused her to shiver all the way to the tips of her fingers and toes. The fact that she was topless and giving her own son an "incestuous" kiss in front of so many other women she'd never met was so humiliating and arousing that her head spun.

Actually, she was merely topless for only a few moments, because as soon as the woman behind her saw the kiss had successfully started, she tugged on Sandy's miniskirt and ripped it off. Just like the top, it was designed to be pulled apart with ease.

Sandy had an automatic panicky reaction before she could think things through. She reached back and covered her ass cheeks with both hands.

But the woman behind her playfully smacked one of her hands, and then the other one. She giggled as she did so, no doubt amused at how ridiculous Sandy was being in trying to preserve some modesty, given the overall situation.

Sandy realized keeping her hands there was both silly and futile. Besides, she needed the use of her hands and arms to wrap around Darrin, since she was standing in a precarious position, especially given her tottering black high heels.

As her tongue dueled with her son's, she thought, I've never been so embarrassed in my entire life! Then she realized with great chagrin, No, take that back. I've been humiliated beyond belief multiple times today. This is just the latest indignation, including being buck naked nearly all the time. But... I have to admit... it's pretty hot how I've been reduced to... what did the woman behind me call it? Oh yes, his "personal plaything." That's what I am! Son, I'm your personal plaything! Your big-titted mommy-slut! My entire body is YOURS! What do you think of that?!

She moaned loudly into his mouth as she was overcome by another tsunami of lust and desire. The fact that Scarlet had short, slightly spiky hair was a much more important factor than Sandy realized, because Scarlet's head kept steadily bobbing, and with the way Sandy was leaning in over her, that hair kept sliding back and forth over her clit and pussy lips like a soft hairbrush. It was driving her totally crazy.

Then, to make matters worse, or better, depending on one's perspective, Darrin unthinkingly reached around his mother with both hands and tightly clutched at her bare ass cheeks, trapping her in place and even pushing her pussy mound harder against Scarlet's head.

Sandy had an extreme urge to cum. The only reason she mightily struggled against it was because she already was wetting a patch of Scarlet's hair with her aroused pussy, and she worried about drenching her, because she felt she would squirt like a gushing geyser if she gave in.

She had to break the kiss in order to pull her head back slightly and gasp for air. Then she was forced to clench her teeth with her eyes shut tight. FUUUUUUCK! Fuck me! I need to cum so hard! This is too intense! I want to suck my son's cock so desperately badly, but I can't! First cum, then SUCK! But some god damned woman who could practically be my twin is taking my place! UNGH! I can't hold out! But I MUST! HNNNG!

Several minutes passed. Sandy tried to keep kissing Darrin, but she was so winded and overcome by the urge to cum that each time she attempted to kiss him, it would only last for a few seconds before she had to pull back and gasp for air.

The ethnically Middle Eastern woman behind her saw all this well enough, even though she couldn't directly see the lip-on-lip action. At first, she was content to go back to her masturbating. Wanda, the store owner, had advised all the other women to be passive and not interfere with whatever the Napali-bound family members wanted to do. But eventually the woman grew too frustrated by Sandy's behavior to stand by. She reached out with a pussy-juice-soaked index finger and ran it down Sandy's ass crack, making sure to probe at her anus along the way.

That was the straw that broke the camel's back. By the time that finger reached Sandy's perineum (the "taint" between the pussy and the anus), Sandy lost all control. She just barely had time to bring a hand to cover her mouth before she tilted her head back and let loose.

And let loose she did! Even with her hand over her mouth, the scream that followed, as her body was wracked by an epic orgasm, could easily be heard by everyone in the room, and even by Ramon, Maria, and Emily in the changing room. Sandy screamed and screamed like she was tied to the train tracks and a train was speeding her way. She did squirt and gush all over the back of Scarlet's head, but she was so overcome that she didn't even realize it as it was happening.

Darrin was off in la-la land, operating on auto-pilot. But hearing his mother scream caused him to snap out of his deep erotic fugue and try to figure out if she was screaming in pain or pleasure. Of course, as soon as his eyes focused, he realized it was from pleasure. That was a big relief for him. Still, he did what he could as a concerned and loving son, watching her closely and carefully gripping her ass cheeks to help make sure she didn't collapse and hurt herself.

Indeed, when Sandy's multiple orgasm finally petered out about two minutes after it started, she no longer was able to stand. But she wasn't in much danger of falling, because she slowly slid down, holding onto Scarlet's shoulders as she went.

The woman behind her reached out and gripped Sandy's ass once it got out of reach for Darrin to continue holding it. She made sure that Sandy safely made it to the floor, then let go.

Darrin was startled when Sandy dropped out of view to see a strange ethnically Middle Eastern woman standing right behind her, wearing a business suit but with a lusty and wanton look on her face and her ample bare tits bursting through her open blouse. He thought, Holy fuck! Today is just the perfect day! I swear, all my best erotic fantasies combined can't match what's happened to me in just one day! And apparently, in Napali this is NORMAL! I have no idea how every single guy there doesn't die of heart failure from too much excitement before he's 30! Jesus fucking Christ!

Seeing she had his undivided attention (not counting the way Scarlet was continuing to suck him off), the woman smiled at him and gave him a saucy wink.

He had to shut his eyes, after making sure that Sandy had safely slumped all the way to the floor. He was even more overwhelmed than before, and was still struggling not to cum.

Happily for him, Scarlet sensed that he was in a desperate state. She was continually ready to employ the squeezing trick as a last resort but, so far, her expert oral technique meant she hadn't needed to use it. She stopped any tongue or lip movement for a full minute until she heard his breathing return to normal.

But she never took his erection out of her mouth, and just as soon as she could tell he'd recovered, she resumed sliding her lips and lapping her tongue on his thickness.

Darrin grasped her head with both hands and clenched his teeth. He exclaimed, "Aaaah! Help! It's too much!"

Sandy was still down for the count, kneeling right behind Scarlet with her nude body draped against her bare back. She was totally wiped out from her massive orgasm. But she perked up out of motherly concern when she heard that. She lifted her head and looked up to her son. "My baby! Are you okay?!"

He realized how what he'd just said could be misunderstood. He looked down at Sandy and smiled reassuringly. "It's cool, Mom. I'm fine." But as soon as he said that, he closed his eyes shut, clenched his teeth, and strained his face as if he was in agony.

Sandy was still concerned, mostly due to his facial expression. She tried to rise up, but she found she couldn't because her legs were like jelly.

The still unknown woman behind Sandy crouched down and put her hands on her shoulders. She purred quietly, "Don't worry; he's fine. I know what happened. He was too close to cumming, so Scarlet eased off. Then, once he could handle it, she resumed sucking him good. He's in ecstasy right now, not agony."

"Oh." Sandy thought that over and realized that account had to be true. She felt chagrined, but mostly she was jealous that some other woman was bobbing on his cock, and obviously doing a great job of it. After having such an amazing orgasm, her desire to reciprocate and give his cockhead a prolonged tongue bath was stronger than ever.

The woman holding onto her shoulders could accurately guess her thoughts. She commented, "Yes, Scarlet is a fantastic cocksucker. Far better than you, I must admit. Her orange heels are proof of that. But don't worry, you'll get better, much better. Besides, he prefers you, regardless. I know that for a fact, because she's got the talent, but you've got the love. Love triumphs every time. I'm sure he would take your mouth over even a red-heeled sucker, any day of the week."

Darrin was more alert ever since Sandy's epic orgasm shook him out of his erotic reverie. As a result, he was able to hear the woman talking over Scarlet's loud slurping, because she was talking quietly, not whispering. He reached down and touched the top of Sandy's head. "Mom, she's right. I don't care about heel color, or anything else. You're my favorite cocksucker. You always will be. You and Sis!"

Sandy felt very moved. She was in a highly emotional and impressionable state after her latest massive orgasm. Her heart swelled with joy to such a degree that it felt like she fell in love with him on the spot, except for the fact that she was head over heels in love with him already. She cried out, "Son! Oh, son!"

He could barely reach her head, due to Scarlet's head being in the way. But he bent over, allowing him to run his fingers through his mother's short hair. He let his emotions flow as he said, "Mom, I love you with all my heart! I don't care what anyone else says: I'm going to choose you as one of my sluts, no matter what!"

Sandy was even more moved, to the point that tears welled up in her eyes. "Son! Son! I love you too, just as much! If you choose me, you'll never regret it! I'll be the best cocksucking mommy any Napali boy has ever had! I want to suck your cock so badly right now that I can't even stand it!"

The mystery woman squatting behind Sandy reached out and tapped on one of Scarlet's shoulders. "Did you hear that? I know what a rare once-a-year opportunity this is, to suck the cock of an actual Napali-bound boy, and a thick and hot one at that, but can you make room for his mother?"

Scarlet was reluctant. She was having such a great time that she wouldn't have thought about moving without being prodded first. But she pulled her lips all the way off his shaft and scooted to the side. Holding his throbbing erection, she looked back to Sandy with a smile. She told her, "I may not be a full-time Napalite, but I know the cardinal rule: when it comes to sucking cock, moms come first!"

Sandy was still so wiped out from her orgasm that she could barely get up on her knees and stay that way. But seeing her son's raging boner, especially how it was slathered in Scarlet's saliva, gave her a burst of energy. It was too much for her to suck him, at least not yet, but she held his hard-on just beyond where Scarlet's fingers were, and leaned in to lap on his cockhead.

That made Scarlet happy, since it left her plenty of "prime real estate" to lick too. It wasn't long before the two remarkably physically similar women were happily lapping and stroking away on either side of his throbbing boner.

The ethnically Middle Eastern woman squatting behind Sandy remained in place for a couple of minutes until she felt confident that Sandy was continuing to revive and would be okay. She stood up and stepped back.

Darrin was still aware of his surroundings. (It helped the two-tongue free-for-all wasn't as overwhelmingly arousing as Scarlet when she was intently bobbing on him.) He sensed when the woman moved away, and opened his eyes to figure out what was going on. He asked her, "Where are you going?"

She replied, "I'm backing off, because I figure my work here is done."

He said, "That may be so, but... By the way, what's your name, anyway?"

She smiled, pleased that he cared to ask. "Jamilah."

"Is that... uh..."

"My family is originally from Saudi Arabia, if that's what you're asking."

He nodded shyly. He wondered if that meant she was Muslim, and how that might work with a Sliding Lips Society lifestyle, but he was too shy to bring it up. Instead, he asked, "I'm in charge here, and I can do pretty much anything I want with anybody, right?"

She nodded. "Right."

"Well, I think you've been a big help. I think I missed most of it, but I gather you were helping Mom, big time. You deserve a reward. Take off all those damn clothes so I can see you. Then, feel free to do whatever you want with me."

Jamilah was delighted. She actually pumped a fist and hissed, "Yesssss!" Darrin didn't know it, but while Scarlet / Marci got to frequently visit Napali for work and vacation, Jamilah didn't have the clearance to go there at all, at least not yet. So getting to have fun with a honest-to-God Napali-bound boy was a very big deal for her.

She took another step back, then started to sensuously strip out of her business suit.

Darrin made sure to keep his eyes open so he could enjoy the striptease. He rested one hand on Sandy's head and the other on Scarlet's, but kept all of his attention on Jamilah.

Jamilah made the most of her brief time in the spotlight. She knew she was the envy of most of the other women in the room (though not as much as they envied Sandy and Scarlet). She even turned around and buttoned up her blouse first, just so she could unbutton it again. Then she let her lusty feelings flow and put on a truly impressive erotic show.

She'd been disappointed that she had to wear a business suit to the event. (Wanda was in charge and she'd given out a lot of clothing selection orders to make sure there was a wide variety of looks.) However, that minus turned into a plus, because it was more dramatic for her to strip from a fully clothed appearance.

While that striptease and double cock licking was going on, other events were taking place elsewhere in the room.

The most important events had taken place in one of the changing rooms. Ramon enjoyed a prolonged blowjob given by Emily at first. Then Maria had taken over. Emily had sensed Maria wasn't ready to take part in her first double blowjob yet, so she'd switched between making out with him or staying down on her knees to give the mother advice and encouragement. Maria was territorial and wouldn't let Rosalita join in, so she was forced to watch and masturbate. At first she masturbated in secret, but it became obvious to everyone else before long.

That went great, until he finally climaxed, and Maria and Rosalita climaxed too. That had been the first time they'd done anything sexual so overtly in front of each other. But in the post-orgasmic come down, both of them felt extremely guilty about what had just happened, especially Maria. So Rosalita had been asked to leave, allowing Emily to talk to Ramon and Maria and try to smooth things over. It hadn't gone well. They were still there talking, with Maria crying from time to time.

Wanda was not only the owner of the secret store; she also considered herself the main director of events that happened within it. When she saw Rosalita leave the changing rooms all by herself, obviously dazed and confused, she took it upon herself to send her in a better direction. She sensed trouble in the changing room, which was an easy guess, since there almost always was a step back after a big step forward.

Wanda deliberately avoided talking about that with Rosalita and instead got her busy selecting clothes. That was an easy distraction, due to the quantity and quality of clothes, and the urgency of the time-limited shopping spree. For everything Rosalita selected, Wanda made sure to choose something very similar for Maria in her more voluptuous size.

The shopping spree kept other family members busy as well. Jane was beside herself with joy getting to pick whatever she wanted in the store for free. She began selecting clothes like she was buying enough for a whole army of women. Lisa and Pamela stuck by her side to give her advice and encouragement. Astrid and Leia joined in as well, not as advisers but simply helping to gather up all the selected clothes and make sure something similar was always chosen for Sandy. Leia frequently had to rush to another room with an arm full of clothes so another helper there could pack them into suitcases.

Pretty much the exact same thing happened to Jasmine and Vanessa, except they generally stayed close together so they could give each other feedback on clothing choices. That was a familiar role for both of them, since they'd frequently shopped together back in their old life, and they'd had the money to buy very high quality items like the ones in Wanda's store. But with everything available for free, and Joni and others near them to goad them on, they went a little wild, practically selecting everything they could get their hands on. Just like Jane, they used another woman to take frequent trips out of the room carrying all their choices away.

However, there was a key difference for the spoiled mother and daughter compared to their shopping back home: the clothes they had to choose from were much more sexual than what they were used to. Both of them had gone to racier stores like Victoria's Secret from time to time to buy titillating lingerie and such. But Wanda's store picked up where a store like that left off. For instance, there were entire aisles of clothes that covered less vital body parts but left their breasts, asses, and/or pussies fully exposed.

Additionally, now that both of them had essentially publicly confessed their incestuous desires and actions with Trevor, Joni frequently reminded them of that while giving them advice. For instance, if Jasmine was holding up a see-through teddy she was considering, Joni would say something like, "Now, that is a nice one. Can you just picture how stiff Trevor's cock is going to get, when he sees you in that? You'll be on your knees and slurping on his fat pole in no time. Pick two! And Vanessa, get a matching one in your size. I can just picture the joy on his face when he sees the two of you stroking and licking his cock, side by side, in identical teddies!"

At first, both mother and daughter protested that sort of language. They would have been embarrassed to hear Joni talk that way at all, but that was magnified several times over because other women were standing nearby and listening to every word. (That included Wanda, who they very much wanted to impress due to her high status, before she had to leave to look after Rosalita.) However, Joni seemed to be oblivious to all their pleas to not talk that way. Furthermore, the other women helping them used that exact same language.

But by and by, their resistance faded and their arousal rose. The fact that they were excited and distracted by the shopping spree made it easy for them to forget to be upset. It wasn't long before they were taking Joni's advice to heart, and considering their clothing selections mainly by how much they thought it would arouse Trevor and make his dick stiff for a nice long sucking.

It helped a lot that there was an air of arousal and excitement pervading the entire room. With Trevor resting and then mostly hidden in a corner, nearly all the other women had their attention on the blowjob Scarlet (and then later Sandy and Scarlet) was giving Darrin. Jasmine and Vanessa generally couldn't see much over the aisles and displays, other than getting glimpses of Darrin's face as he stood there reveling in great pleasure, but they had no doubt what was going on.

And just in case they missed it, the other women near them kept a running commentary, saying things like, "Jasmine, Sandy has dropped out of view. I think she's sucking her son's cock! Can you just imagine if that was YOU?! Doing that in a crowded room like this, with so many other women watching? I hope you don't get embarrassed easily, because this sort of thing happens in Napali all the time."

On top of that, not only could the sound of other women crying out in orgasmic ecstasy be easily heard, it wasn't long before the overall arousal could be easily smelled as well. Within ten minutes of Scarlet starting to suck Darrin off, the entire room smelled like wet pussy. (The room was actually designed to smell of sex, for instance having low ceilings and narrow aisles so the smell couldn't easily escape, as well as carefully placed fans to spread the smell.)

Every trick in the book was used to help Jasmine and Vanessa loosen up. A key part of that was how Wanda came by from time to time with glasses of wine for both of them to drink. (Technically, Vanessa was underage, but Jasmine let that slide.) The two of them got tipsy, if not outright drunk. When Wanda had to leave to look after Rosalita, the other helpers made sure the alcohol kept flowing.

Another essential component was that Joni insisted that they try on various outfits right there on the spot, using the excuse that the changing rooms were being occupied by the Sanchez family. Jasmine and Vanessa resisted for a while, but the women around them began taking off their clothes to try on various items they were interested in. It was a slow transition, but mother and daughter ended up standing there partially or even completely naked more often than not.

After about half an hour, Jasmine and Vanessa got so loosened up that it didn't raise any eyebrows when Vanessa told her mother, "You should totally get that bikini! Who cares if it barely even has enough fabric to cover your nipples? Think how hard and stiff his cock will get!"

Then Jasmine replied, "You're right. Besides, it's not like I'll be wearing it for very long anyway. He's gonna rip it off me and push me down to my knees!"

Vanessa had fire in her eyes when she replied, "Where you belong! Isn't this exciting?! All I can think about is sucking his cock! I know he totally doesn't deserve it, but I want it, for me!"

Jasmine was smiling in delight as she mock chided, "Well, you're just going to have to wait your turn, young lady, because I'm going to be lying between his legs and bobbing away all morning while you're still wasting the day away in bed!" This was a reference to how Vanessa was notoriously difficult to get out of bed each morning.

Vanessa protested, "No way! That was the old me. The early bird gets the cock. I'm going to wear my jaw out before I even eat breakfast!"

Things grew more sexual and overtly incestuous and fellatio-focused in a gradual way, so mother and daughter never fully caught on until they were freely talking like this. And by the time they had their "A-ha" moments, they were so tipsy and horny that they couldn't stop themselves. Joni and the others goaded them with even more overt language and behavior, so the bizarre almost seemed normal.

A similar pattern of behavior played out with Jane, including Wanda occasionally stopping by and making her tipsy by giving her glasses of wine. Except Lisa was careful to steer her clear of where Jasmine and Vanessa were, so they wouldn't interfere with each other's progress.

Although Sandy wasn't there after the first little while, the same dynamic of helpers pushing the envelope played out with Lisa, Pamela, Astrid, and Leia. In fact, since Jane was already much further along the road to sexual slavery, Jane had much less resistance to sexual talk or changing clothes without using the changing rooms. The more tipsy and aroused she got, the less she talked with her helpers about which clothes to select and the more they all talked about the joys of sucking cock and submitting to a "dominant guy" like Darrin.

Once Rosalita came out of the changing rooms, it took Wanda a while to get the frazzled daughter fully dressed in some clothes she'd selected from the store, and then put her in a good and sexy mood. Wanda had to be very careful to keep her away from the shoppers of the other families, as well as from the sexual action around Darrin and then Trevor too. Wanda was hindered by Rosalita's guilty mood, as well as the fact that Emily was too busy dealing with Maria to help. Rosalita had developed a close bond with Emily, and there was nobody else outside of her family that she trusted more in this type of situation.

Thus, Wanda had to take things more slowly and carefully with Rosalita. The talking didn't get as overt, and there wasn't as much wine consumed. (Rosalita worried that Maria would get upset if she found out that she'd drunk any alcohol at all.) However, Wanda did manage to make Rosalita feel happy and aroused, and that enabled Rosalita to get in the mood to select lots of very sexy and revealing clothes to help arouse her brother. (And, as usual, other women were standing by to make sure a similar amount of clothes were selected for Maria.)

Meanwhile, Trevor didn't get very far sampling the two dozen plus bombshell beauties in the room. After taking the mental rest Darrin had suggested, he got up and began wandering around with the intention of fondling and kissing his way through the whole crowd. But the first woman he came across was an olive-skinned ethic Italian named Greta. She had long, curly black hair, a killer smile, and a figure that was just as busty and impressive as Trevor's mother Jasmine. He started in kissing and fondling her, and soon forgot all about the many other tempting women in the room.

Greta knew that she shouldn't let Trevor fuck her, because he needed to save himself for fucking his mother soon. Besides, like many in the Sliding Lips Society, Greta loved sucking cock even more than fucking. (The society had that name for a good reason.) Thus, in a matter of minutes, she found herself naked and kneeling in front of him, with her head steadily bobbing.

Trevor wasn't seen or heard from for a long while after that, except for a few curious and horny women who peeked over barriers into his remote corner to watch and masturbate. (The room had been set up for sex as much as for displaying clothes. There were a couple of carefully designed private spots for those too shy to go anywhere else. Trevor hadn't been that shy, but he'd ended up in such a spot by accident, since that's where he'd taken his mental break.)

Darrin was also continuing to fully enjoy himself. Jamilah drew her striptease out a long, long time, for ten minutes or more. She did that because she figured that she was pushing her luck with Wanda's rules in that she hadn't exactly been passive. Darrin's cock was being very well taken care of by Sandy and Scarlet working together, and she felt she would definitely be overstepping her bounds if she tried to make the dual cocksucking into a triple. Plus, she liked having his full attention, or at least as much of his attention she could get, considering all the slurpy activity on his cock and balls.

Actually, it only took her five minutes to take all her clothes off. Then she simply continued to pose and move in front of him, as if sensually grooving to a slow, romantic song. She usually stared deeply into his eyes while masturbating herself.

As she did that, she liked to talk to him, not only to increase his and her arousal, but also with a mind that the other two were listening. She was especially interested in saying things to make Sandy even more hot and bothered.

So, for instance, she asked him, "Is your mother a good cocksucker?"

He replied, "The best!"

"I wouldn't be so sure about that," Jamilah warned. "Given the sheer size and thickness of your cock, I wouldn't be surprised if ten or more Napali beauties suck you off, on your very first day! All of them with their special tricks and styles, and all of them with colored heels more advanced than your mother's mere black. You know what those colors mean, don't you?"

"I have a general idea," he replied. He looked down at Jamilah's dark purple heels. "What does your color mean?"

She sheepishly admitted, "I shouldn't be one to talk. I'm not much better than your mother. Stuck here in Hawaii, I don't get a lot of opportunities to practice on superior Napali cocks. And any other guy, well, he might as well be dick-less, as far as I'm concerned, so I've generally had to practice on dildos, and that's just not the same. But let's not switch the subject. Take Scarlet on you right now. She wears orange heels! Orange! I don't think you can possibly imagine how impressive that is, or how many years of intense daily training it takes to-"

He cut her off. "I don't care! You heard me before. My mother and sister are tied for number one, in my book, and that's how it's always going to be, because I love them so much!"

Jamilah smiled while she slowly churned her hips, as if she was fucking an invisible dildo. She was running a finger up and down her wet pussy lips. "That's nice. I hope you're going to work her mouth hard on a daily basis. Think of the millions of boys who would kill to be in your shoes! You have to take full advantage, or it's like you'd be letting them down."

Darrin smiled, and he felt his confidence and lust rise. "Oh, I'm gonna work her mouth hard, for sure! Mom, do you hear me? From now on, I hope you'll always have a least a little bit of my cum on your face, and more dripping in your cleavage, reminding everyone that you belong to me. Plus, I want you to always have spermy breath. Always, always!"

Sandy had continued to recover from her massive orgasm. She had almost fully revived, even though she still hadn't tried to engulf his cockhead into her mouth yet. She was having a great time sharing the licking duties with Scarlet, while they also traded sucking on his balls.

Sandy happened to be sucking on one of his balls when he said that. She pulled off so she could respond. "Son, that's what I want too! I'm going to dream about it every day and every night. I have to admit, I'm obsessed with sucking your cock! The mere thought of sliding my lips on it while tears stream down my cheeks is nearly enough to make me cum on the spot and fall to my knees!"

Jamilah teased, "That's a lucky thing, because that's where a good mommy-slut belongs, on her knees! With her powerful son towering over her and demanding oral service!"

Sandy moaned lustily. "Mmmm! Yesssss! Ain't that the truth!" She had been lapping on Darrin's thick shaft, but she pulled off so she could tilt her head back enough to look up to him and make eye contact. "My beautiful big man, I need to come clean. My obsession about sucking your cock didn't just start today. I've been dreaming about it, and masturbating about it, for months! I was such a hypocrite, acting like everything was normal and non-sexual between us, when I started to get obsessed a long time ago. But as great as all the fantasizing was, the reality is a hundred times better! A thousand! I'm so happy now. So happy and horny!"

He looked down at her gorgeous blushing face and almost felt dizzy, he was so thrilled. He exclaimed, "Wow! So cool! That's exactly how I feel too. You know I've been fantasizing about you forever, but the reality is a MILLION times better!"

Sandy chuckled at his enthusiasm. "Well, there's no need for you to fantasize, or even masturbate ever again. Your mommy is your personal, big-titted cocksucking slut!" She pulled further away from his crotch so she could cup her massive tits from below in a way that he could see. "We both love it so much, so why can't I suck your cock all day long? With Janey by my side, of course. Or other random, sexy sluts! Mmmm!"

She wanted to continue to pose and show off her tits, but her desire for his cock was stronger. She leaned back in and resumed her licking and stroking. "That makes me really hot, thinking about all those other hot sluts I'll have to share you with. Like Scarlet here. She's a total knockout! And, I happened to notice, she looks more than a little like me." She pulled her head back just enough to make eye contact with him again. "Is that a coincidence?"

He laughed. "What do you think? No way! I picked her out from all the women in this room precisely because she looks so much like you. Your faces look quite different, but everything else is practically the same!"

Jamilah still had his full visual attention, except for the brief times Sandy pulled back enough to make eye contact with him. While he stared at her slowly gyrating naked body, she asked him, "Would you like to see the two of them stand up and kiss each other?"

"Oh, hell yeah! But not right now, obviously!" He laughed at that last part, since he clearly was enjoying the dual tongue action on his boner too much to want it to stop.

Jamilah decided that she'd milked the striptease situation for as long as she could, and it was time for something new. She still didn't feel it was her place to join in pleasuring his cock and balls. She also was reluctant to make out with him, since Sandy had done that to him a while ago, and she worried she would only be seen as a poor substitute.

She came up with another idea. She sauntered forward, and right around him. Then she turned around and knelt directly behind him. She put both hands on his ass cheeks, and stuck her face in his ass crack!

He was very confused by what she was trying to do, until she started to lick deep in his ass crack. Then he felt shivers all over, and goose bumps too. He clutched his hands into fists and waved them in the air as he was rocked by intense waves of pleasure.

After about a minute, he recovered his breath just enough to exclaim, "You don't have to do that!"

Jamilah chuckled right into his ass crack. "I know. Believe me, nobody here is being forced to do anything. I do it because I want to. Get used to it, kid. You're the cock of the walk!"

He thought, I know I keep saying this, but I have to say it again: this is totally nuts! Jamilah is a BABE! If I tried to date a girl my age in school, she'd probably be flat-chested, plain-faced, and wearing braces and a retainer. The girls weren't exactly falling head over heels for me. But here, in this erotic wonderful, I have Mom and her lookalike licking my dick together while some Arabian goddess is licking my ass crack! How crazy is that?! Too crazy! He chuckled out loud.

More time passed, with Darrin and Trevor enjoying their blowjobs while most of the females from the three families were happy to select literally piles of clothes for themselves.

However, not all was going smoothly. After about forty minutes since the Douglas family had entered the private store, Wanda walked up to where Lisa was advising Jane, and whispered to her, "Can I talk to you in private for a minute?"

"Sure." Lisa checked Jane, and saw that she was so preoccupied with her shopping, and having Pamela, Astrid, and Leia help her, that Lisa could easily step away for a while without being missed.

Once Wanda and Lisa were a safe distance away, Lisa quietly asked, "What's up?"

"It's the Sanchez women," Wanda said, with a grave look on her face. "Rosalita's doing okay, relatively speaking. She's having trouble with her new role, but about what we'd expected. But Maria... Oh dear! She's quite another matter. Emily's been in the changing room with her and Ramon, and they've been crying their eyes out! She's seriously talking about flying back to the mainland tomorrow, and I think she might just do it!"

"Oh no!" Lisa was aghast. "Alone?!"

"I presume she'd take her whole family!"

Lisa gasped. That would be the worst disaster she could imagine. Not only would she consider it a tragedy for the Sanchez family, but a disgruntled Maria Sanchez would create a huge security threat for the secrecy of Napali as a whole. Even if she never went there, she could spread stories about what she'd heard.

Wanda said, "I'm not sure what to do, but what we're doing isn't working. Emily can't fix this on her own, and apparently Ramon hasn't been much of a help. And, let's face it, Jasmine and Vanessa aren't doing too well either. They're happy now, but that's because they're still so clueless. Thank God for the Douglases or I don't know what we'd do. We've got to start with helping Maria, and fast! This is way more important than picking out clothes."

Lisa nodded firmly, with a severe frown on her face. "Right! This is an all-hands-on-deck emergency!"