CHAPTER 104

Sandy seized up with fear. She worried she'd just blown it by telling Maria too much too soon. She especially was concerned she'd been too explicit with her fellatio references. She thought Maria would rush out of the room.

But that wasn't Maria's intention. Instead, she began pacing around. She didn't have much room for that, since the lower level of the common room was mostly filled with the hot tub and indoor pool, but she managed by walking back and forth right next to the hot tub, over and over.

Maria's mind was racing a mile a minute. She had many concerns about Napali, but seeing her children ending up with each other while she would wind up as the third wheel was her biggest concern. The idea that Ramon could have multiple girlfriends was a game-changer in her mind. But she also had a hard time imagining something as audacious as being one of his girlfriends, especially if it was as sexually intense as Sandy said it was.

It helped that Sandy had gotten her very aroused, with the assist of sitting naked in the hot tub with the jet of water constantly stimulating her pussy. Every time Sandy made any sort of blowjob mention, it had raised her arousal level another notch.

Sandy let Maria pace around for a couple of minutes. At one point, she thought while she watched the walking, Good grief! Maria is a total fox! It's not just her enormous breasts bouncing around wildly with every step she takes, although that is impressive. I can definitely see from her how much my big man must get turned on by looking at me. It's all the rest of her too. I would kill for her tan, for starters, and it's all natural on her. And those thighs! Wow, she has such powerful, muscular thighs. Probably from all those years working on a farm.

Argh! This is so frustrating! Maria is meant to be her son's personal, big-titted cocksucking slut, just as much as I belong to my son now. It's fate. It's destiny. How can she not realize it?! If she goes flies back to the mainland tomorrow, I'm going to have to chase after her, because I can't let that stand!

Sandy was encouraged by how Maria still seemed heedless about her nudity, and she wanted to build on that. So she said, "If you don't mind, I'm getting overheated from being in the hot tub too long. I think I'll sit out for a few minutes, if that's okay with you."

Maria just gave her a brief wave indicating that was okay. She hardly paid the issue any mind, since she clearly was thinking intensely about all Sandy had told her instead.

Sandy got out of the water. She didn't want to startle Maria too much with her own nudity, so she simply sat at the edge of the tub, with her knees up to her chest. That allowed most of her private parts to remain covered, especially since she was careful to angle her body to keep her pussy hidden from view.

While Sandy did that, Maria paused in her rumination to ask, "All the talk here about is blowjobs, blowjobs, blowjobs. But what about actual sex?! You know, fucking?!"

Sandy realized that was a very tricky subject. She carefully replied, "From what I understand, that's pretty common too. Napali is an extremely sexual place, after all. Of course, there's cunnilingus, and anal sex, and all the rest. But cocksucking is THE most common sex act, by far. If you and Ramon want to, well, fuck, there's no rule against it. It's not even frowned upon. But if you don't, if you think that goes too far, you could do everything short of that. I understand there are a lot of mother-girlfriends who are like that."

Maria gave Sandy a strange look, but then merely said, "Hmmm." Then she resumed her restless pacing and ruminating.

It took Maria a few more minutes of pacing, but she started to calm down and come to some sort of mental resolution. She looked over at Sandy for the first time in a while, and saw how she was sitting out of the hot tub, but with her knees up to her chest.

In fact, the two sex bomb mothers had been in the hot tub for nearly twenty minutes, and they were overdue for a break. So Maria sat on the deck on the other side of the hot tub. She was careful to assume the same position as Sandy did, with her pussy also angled away so that couldn't be seen either.

Once she was settled in her position, she asked, "Can you tell me more about this two-or-three-girlfriends-at-once thing? How does that work?!"

Sandy replied, "From what I understand, it's common for the boyfriend to live with all of his girlfriends at the same time. That makes sense, so they'll all have easy and equal access to his cock. Remember, Napali culture is very different from our own in that it's so blowjob-centric, so that's pretty much a must. They'd probably all sleep in the same bed at night. And they'd have sex together too."

"WHAT?! I am NOT a lesbian, or even a bisexual!"

Sandy gesticulated, "Wait, wait, wait! I don't mean like that! I mean they have sex together with HIM. I'm just talking about the usual double and triple blowjobs. If there's any girl-on-girl sex, that's on a case-by-case basis, depending on who's bisexual."

Maria signed. "'The usual double and triple blowjobs.' This all too strange for me to cope. Everything is 'blowjob this' and 'blowjob that.' Since about halfway through the plane flight, it's like fellatio is all anyone talks about. It's very strange!"

"It is strange, but everyone says it's THE big thing over there. Maybe a big reason for that is because it's a sex act that three people can take part in together. So when you have multiple girlfriends, it makes sense to do that the most. Imagine if you and Rosalita were his girlfriends. You'd live in the same house as him. Now, imagine that he took her to the bedroom for sex for a couple of hours. How would you feel about that?"

Maria didn't hesitate. "I'd be pissed! I would burn with jealousy. Steam would probably pour out of my ears!"

Sandy nodded. "Understandable. Now, imagine the tables are turned, and he takes you to the bedroom for a couple of hours."

"That's not going to happen, because he wants her more."

Sandy said, "I disagree. But humor me. What if?"

"Well, I imagine Rosalita would be just as pissed. Maybe even more, since she's very possessive of him."

"Right. So trouble's brewing either way. But imagine if you and her spend all that time pleasuring his cock. I know only one mouth can bob on him at a time, but with a long and thick cock like his, there's plenty of shaft to stroke and lick. Plus, you can suck and fondle his balls. I've talked to multiple women today about this, and they all say sharing a blowjob is MORE fun than going solo. You just have to come to an understanding on sharing, and taking turns, and the like."

Sandy finished, "So, now can you see why blowjobs are so popular there? They tell me it's like the glue that holds the one boyfriend with multiple girlfriends thing together. The key is all those double and triple blowjobs. They bond the group together. Whereas one-on-one sex acts tend to pull it apart. So that's why I can say, with near certainly, that unless you foolishly turn back on Napali, you and Rosalita will spend at least a couple of hours every day side by side between his legs, taking turns bobbing on his shaft, sucking and licking his balls, and so much more. By necessity, you and her will have to learn to act as one, working seamlessly after countless hours of practice. Sure, you'll have your job, and friends, and many other aspects to your life. But sucking his cock with your daughter will be THE highlight of your day, every day, for years to come!"

Maria was so flabbergasted by those words that she looked like she'd just seen a ghost. She had to stand up and pace around some more.

Sandy let her pace for a minute or two. Her hands were near the hot tub controls. She contemplated raising the "Jet Extra" setting up another level, but decided the time wasn't ripe for that yet. Maria was being rather poker-faced, and she worried she'd revealed too much too soon.

With Maria still not talking, Sandy told her, "So that's why I said what I said earlier. You can look upon going to the free love wildness of Napali as a bad thing where you'll end up sucking your son's cock a few times a day. Or you could look at it as a VERY GOOD thing, where you'll end up sucking his cock a few times a day! It's the perfect cover, the perfect opportunity, for you to live out your fantasies with the one guy you love more than anyone else you've ever known! Can you imagine all that heavenly bobbing and slurping and stroking, and his hot cum squirting onto your face, over and over and over again?! And sharing him with Rosalita will make everything better, and strengthen the bonds between all three of you."

Maria almost stumbled as she paced around, after hearing the comment about Ramon's hot cum squirting into her face repeatedly. But she caught herself and kept going. She clutched at her huge globes, because her chest was heaving with arousal, making them bounce even more than before.

Sandy took that heaving and heavy breathing as an encouraging sign. "That's how I look at it, anyway. That's why I'm not thinking of flying back home tomorrow. I know it's scary to face such an unexpected and different future, such a sex-filled future, but I just love him so very much! Frankly, looking back, I think the main reason I didn't date these past five years is because he already had my heart. He's the one I love. And when I think how I'll be able to frequently express that love with my lips wrapped around his thick shaft, sliding up and down it, it makes me so happy that I feel my heart swell with joy!"

Maria abruptly stopped her pacing and squatted facing Sandy. She didn't seem to pay Sandy's visible toplessness any mind, just as she was heedless of her own nudity. She carefully scrutinized Sandy, looking deeply into her eyes. "I can see you're telling the truth. I can actually see the love for your son shining in your eyes when you talk about him. But incest is wrong! It doesn't matter how enjoyable sucking his cock is. I'll admit I enjoyed doing it to my son today too."

Sandy pushed her, "Is that all? You just 'enjoyed' it? Like how you might enjoy eating a nice meal?"

Maria winced. "No. Okay, fine. You want me to say it? I'll say it: I fucking loved it! There! Are you happy?"

"Yes, actually," Sandy smiled. "I think it's good if you're honest with yourself. After what you experienced today, is there anywhere you'd rather be than kneeling naked between your son's legs, with your jaw craned wide open, your lips stretched out painfully, tears leaking down your cheeks, your lips sliding back and forth over his heavenly cock-meat, and your tongue dancing inside your mouth, driving him wild? And all the while, you look up and share a loving look as he runs his fingers through your hair and moans erotically?"

"FUCK!" Maria exclaimed.

"What?!" Sandy worried she'd finally pushed her too far.

Maria admitted, "You gave me goose bumps and shivers all over. I could practically cum at will right now, without even touching myself, because you've made me so hot and bothered. I can practically feel my lips stretched around his throbbing shaft!"

Sandy was delighted. "Good! Very good! Clearly, one reason SI picked the likes of you and me is because we have an unusually strong oral fetish. I absentmindedly suck on my fingers all the time. It's like we were made to suck our sons' cocks!"

Maria didn't try to deny that. However, she wailed, "But it's wrong, wrong, wrong! It's a sin! It's a crime! It's completely unacceptable! To do it once or twice is bad enough, but to do it that much?! Every day?! It's a life of total moral depravity!"

Sandy defiantly said, "That may be true back in the United States, but Napali is in a different country, the Marshall Islands, and it has its only laws and customs unique just to it. Not only is incest not illegal on Napali, it's widely accepted! Widely! So the only issue is what YOU think about it! Can you get over your hang-ups and your past regrets so you'll be free to enjoy yourself in a true sexual paradise?"

The mention of "sexual paradise" put a frown back on Maria's face. She stood back up again, but just stood there in her full naked glory with her hands on her hips. "BAH! I think you've been brainwashed by SI people. What, are they just doing this out of the goodness of their hearts? There must be some kind of catch. We're being exploited! It couldn't be any more obvious!"

"That's what I thought at first," Sandy said. "But I've decided otherwise, and I think you'll agree with me once you hear me out. Please sit back down and I'll tell you about it."

She certainly enjoyed looking at Maria's voluptuous body in all its nude glory, and she was glad to see how the super stacked Latina was increasingly unconcerned about covering herself up. But it was a bother to look up at a standing Maria while she was sitting down.

Maria sat back on the edge of the hot tub, with her lower legs dangling in the bubbly water. She looked skeptical, and she kept an arm draped across her stiff nipples. "Okay, I'm listening."

Sandy gathered her thoughts. "At first, like you, I had my suspicions that this is some kind of scam. I think my children were even more suspicious of that. For instance, what if the whole thing is some attempt to create the world's most exclusive and pricey brothel by gathering the world's most beautiful women and essentially imprisoning them all in some remote location, so they have no choice but to be whores? If I recall, Darrin bought up that possibility."

"Exactly!" Maria said emphatically. "That's my concern too! One of them, at least."

"But that can't be, and even my son came to realize that. Think about it. SI is a mega-corporation with involvement in all sorts of industries. Imagine the scandal if the press found out a big corporation was secretly running a brothel island! It could be the scandal of the year. They'd probably go bankrupt overnight, and if that didn't kill them, lawsuits would finish them off. They'd be taking a huge risk, so they'd have to make a huge amount of money in return to make it worth it, right?"

Maria nodded.

"But it seems to be the opposite. At every turn, we see a 'spare no expense' attitude, not a bunch of corporate penny-pinchers. Like this SI headquarters we're in. If they made it fancy just to impress us, they could have put it further from Honolulu and made it even MORE impressive and roomy for less money. They must have gone to great lengths and expense to make it underground when they didn't really have to. Why?"

"I don't know. Why?"

"Because the budget is run by a bunch of eccentric rich people who love to throw money around for their private pet projects! Just like billionaires who buy massive yachts. That doesn't make financial sense when that money could be invested to make more money. But most billionaires do that sort of thing because they want to lavishly spend and enjoy their money some too. My theory is that Napali was Jake Samson's version of a massive yacht. He probably was sexually wild, and wanted to create his own personal sexual paradise. So why not your own tropical island? A common fantasy, right?"

Maria nodded.

"But in his case he had the money to make it actually happen. But I'll bet he found it was difficult and/or boring to live on your own island nearly all alone. After a while, he decided it would be more fun to populate it with like-minded people, instead of it just being him and a few lovers."

Maria reluctantly said, "Okay, I can see that. Although that still doesn't sound good. So now I'm a bit player or prop in some billionaire's fantasy? No thanks!"

"Hold on. Remember that Jake Samson is long since dead, and he had no direct heirs. Things have continued to grow and evolve. He died, but he didn't want his island dream to die with him. So he left money in his will to keep it a paradise for those who were deemed worthy to follow in his shoes."

Maria furrowed her brow. "Well... I can kind of see that too. Maybe. But SI is a profitable mega-corporation, not a charity. There has to be some angle. I still have very big doubts about being scammed."

"Understandably so," Sandy said confidently. "But my doubts were pretty much put to rest today after seeing all the people at the store and then at the cocktail party, especially the women."

"Why? That made me MORE suspicious!"

Sandy responded, "Yeah, I can see that, but think about it. Putting all modesty aside, would you agree that these women here tonight are pretty much the most physically impressive women you could ever imagine collected in one place? More than the best parties at Hugh Hefner's Playboy mansion or anything like that. More than a gathering of all the world's most famous actresses too."

"I suppose so," Maria reluctantly agreed. "Especially if your thing is full-figured, seriously endowed women. We definitely beat the famous actresses in that department, by a mile."

She couldn't resist staring at Sandy's I-cup-sized rack as she said that. She was still horny, despite the fact that the discussion had turned more serious. She didn't consider herself attracted to women, but Sandy was so extraordinarily beautiful that it was hard not to be affected, especially when she was still riding high from all the previous sex talk. Besides, looking at her was almost like looking at a mirror image of herself from the neck down, except with lighter skin.

"Yes," Sandy said, "If you like the thin, emaciated, fashion model look, this is not the place for you. But otherwise, it is a truly remarkable collection of beautiful women! These are women with options. Lots and lots of options! Many of them could be famous actresses or supermodels."

"They'd actually be too curvy for those things, I think," Maria said. "Other women get intimidated."

"Maybe so," Sandy nodded. "But at least they'd be on easy street due to their looks alone. They could be an eye candy secretary to a big CEO and watch the money roll in. And yet, they're here, with SI, all of them eager to suck cock. Why?!"

As soon as Sandy said those words, she wondered why Maria didn't use her extraordinary looks to get a much better paying job. But then she thought of her own situation, and understood. She'd been trying so hard to keep a low profile that the last thing she'd wanted was an "eye candy" job, where she'd be obliged to dress provocatively. That would have been a nightmare. No doubt, Maria had been too shy to consider it, at least not yet.

Maria frowned in confusion. "What's that about all of them being eager to suck cock? Are you sure about that? Or is that just the thing to do for the reason you mentioned, to keep the harmony in a multiple girlfriend situation?"

"I'm pretty sure they naturally love it, regardless. If not all of them, then nearly all. Every woman I talk to seems more passionate about sucking cock than the last. Myself included! Think about it. If you're some SI manager in charge of picking the women for Napali, and you could select from literally millions of women, why not pick the ones that have a natural passion for cocksucking? That would all but guarantee that the multiple girlfriend dynamic would work."

Maria considered that, and conceded, "I can see that, I guess."

Sandy went on, "I'd been having a lot of fantasies about sucking my son off already, as I'd told you. But I've had a real epiphany today when I realized that doing it in real life is way better than even my best dreams! I'd feel that same way with the multiple girlfriend dynamic or not. Don't you feel the same?"

"Well, uh..." Maria was in a fix. She didn't want to lie about that, but the truth was too embarrassing to admit. So she dodged the question. "Never you mind about me. How can so many total knockouts love that one sex act?! Most women don't even like it!"

"I know! It is shocking, at first. I'm guessing that's more of SI's selection process. If they can pick the best of the best out of several hundred million candidates, it's just a matter of deciding what the top priorities are. If you have a large enough pool of people to choose from, I guess you can find the exact kind of person you want. Obviously, you need 'perfect ten' looks and huge breasts to even get a second look. But I'm sure they have all sorts of other criteria on top of that, including psychological factors. Maybe you and I wouldn't even be here now if we didn't share a deep passion to suck our son's cocks as much as possible!"

Maria shook her head. "I never said that I have a 'deep passion' and all that! You're putting words in my mouth. I just... It was only..." She grew increasingly flustered. She wanted to loudly deny she had any cocksucking desire whatsoever. But she found herself salivating as she thought about how wonderful it had felt to bob on her son's thickness earlier.

Sandy gave her a challenging look. "Do you deny that you have a deep passion to suck Ramon's cock? I'm being honest with you. Can you be honest with me? I want you to look me right in the eye and deny that, if that's how you really feel."

There was a long pause, as Maria tried to summon up the willpower to make that denial. But instead she broke eye contact and turned away. She blushed, because she knew how telling her lack of a response was. Sandy was so kind and open to her that she found it almost impossible to blatantly lie to her.

Instead, Maria found herself staring out into space while fantasizing about bobbing on her son's cock. She began salivating so much that she had to gulp a couple of times. She also hungrily licked her lips. She thought back to what Sandy said, and had visions of her and Rosalita kneeling side by side between Ramon's legs, with one of them sucking on his shaft while the other one took care of his balls. Her heart raced faster and faster as she let her fantasy take over her mind.

She finally snapped back to attention, realizing she was taking way too long to answer. She suddenly tried to change the subject. "Never mind about that! What else were you saying about all those other women as proof that this isn't some kind of scam?"

Sandy decided to let that slide, knowing her point had been made. She had to resist the urge to smirk, after seeing Maria lick her lips. "Oh. Right. How is it possible that they're all here, and acting like this is the greatest place to be, when they have so many other options? Could they ALL be paid big money to take part in some dodgy scam? Do you know how hard that would be to pull off, year after year? All it would take is for ONE woman to go to some dogged reporter and blow the lid on the whole thing. And then you'd be back to SI being neck deep in scandal, taking totally unnecessary, illogical risks for no apparent reason."

She added, "If their plan was to make money through prostitution or something like that, the sheer cost of the elaborate ruse would make that a money loser. For instance, why this elaborate, secret underground headquarters? Talk about overkill! This place must have cost at least a billion dollars to make. Why?! It makes no sense!"

Maria furrowed her brow. She was thinking hard to counter Sandy's arguments, but she wasn't coming up with much. "But there are lots of people involved in this... whatever it is. Hundreds, at least, if you count all the people in Napali too. So what IS your explanation why nobody blows the whistle on the whole thing?"

Sandy confidently said, "There's only ONE WAY to avoid dissenters ruining everything, especially with the Internet making the spread of information so easy these days. It could be Napali is a trap that's impossible to get out of, a very literal prison island."

"I've considered that too, after what I found out today," Maria said. "If there's even a tiny chance of that, that's reason enough to fly back home tomorrow."

"Agreed, if there's a real chance of that," Sandy said. "But these dozens of women here tonight are free to roam all over Hawaii and beyond. If it really is a horrible prison, what's stopping THEM from blowing the whistle?"

"Tell me! What?!" Maria hadn't thought this through, and she was seriously puzzled.

"Complete buy-in! Complete loyalty! They don't blow the whistle because they don't want to, because they LIKE how SI does things. No, they LOVE it! They would no more blow the whistle on SI than they would report their own family members to the police. That's the ONLY way you could keep a secret like this. You could try going the coercion route, but that would turn into a North Korea-styled nightmare. Look at all the women around here, and the men too. Do you think that enthusiasm could be faked? At gun-point, or something like that?"

"No, I suppose not," Maria conceded. "In fact, you're right, that would be totally impossible. Just like your enthusiasm. You would have to be part of the elaborate scam. But you would have to be the best actress in history, because you're so genuine. Ditto with Emily, and Vicky, and Wanda, and everyone else I've talked to."

"See? If you're Jake Samson, the only way you can get so many women this beautiful to move to your island paradise is by making them an offer they can't refuse, and then KEEPING them happy once they get there. I don't know how big a salary you were offered, but I'll bet if you put your foot down, they would double it. Because this isn't about the money. This is a billionaire's vanity project to create a sexual paradise."

Maria seemed to be seriously mulling that over, much more so than before.

Sandy went on, "Consider Jasmine Brown. The word is, she's already pretty rich, like you said. That means money isn't going to be a big draw for her, unless they offer her some crazy amount, like millions of dollars a year. And why do that if their goal is to make money, when I'm sure there are other women who are just as sexy and stacked, and all the rest? Clearly, they must have other motives."

"Which are... what?"

"It must mean they want a very specific type of person, and cost be damned! What that type is exactly I'm still not sure, but it must be more than physical. Like I was hinting before, assuming you meet all their very strict physical qualifications, I'll bet they consider the mental aspect to weed out the rest. I'm sure most of that must focus on picking the people who are bound to love the Napali lifestyle the most. If they didn't prioritize that, then there would be the occasional dissenter, and that would ruin everything."

Maria asked, "What about me, then?! I'm a dissenter."

"That's how you feel now. But maybe, just maybe, Napali is ideal for you! For you and your family. I know it seems totally crazy to you now, but maybe it's so ideal for you that once you get over the shock and carefully think it through, you'd have to be crazy to reject it. Maybe it's just a matter of going there and trying to out to see how much you'll love it."

There was a long pause. Then Maria said, "You're very... convincing. It's hard to see any other explanation for... everything, after what I've seen today. Like Emily. Whenever she starts talking about life on Napali, her whole face lights up, like a proud and loving mother talking about her child. I can't see how everyone involved can be just acting. The simplest explanation, that Napali really is that great, seems to be the most likely one."

"Exactly!" Sandy smiled widely, proud that she was making progress. "So then you have to ask what makes it so great? You and I come from modest backgrounds, with yours a lot more modest than mine. But that's not the case with everyone here. Take the Browns, for instance. If Napali was just a fancy place where you could save up a bunch of money, that wouldn't engender the passionate feelings you see all around you. Besides, you've seen the photos and promo videos. Napali is nice, but it's not over-the-top nice. For a spoiled woman like Jasmine, I'll bet she'll see island living as 'roughing it,' like joining the Peace Corps in some Third World country. So luxury living is not what it's mainly about. If you're a 'perfect ten' beauty who can get anything you want and you're all about living the high life, you could do a lot better."

"That's true, I'll admit. So, then, what is it?"

Sandy's eyes lit up, and she wiggled her eyebrows. "The SEX! That's as plain as day to me. The only thing that fits all the evidence is that Jake Samson succeeded in creating a true sexual paradise. Of course, the men have it made in the shade with the three-to-one sex ratio. But all I've heard has led me to believe that the women have it just as great."

Maria put her hands on her hips, and made a very skeptical look. "I find that VERY hard to believe. You seem to have all the answers, but let's see you talk your way out of THAT one!"

Sandy grinned, because the implication was that she was succeeding with her other arguments. "It's simple: the sex on Napali is orders of magnitude better than the best sex in the outside world for the men AND the women! Lisa and Vicky have told me exactly that, and I believe them. They say the difference is so stark that they don't even bother having sex with anyone outside of Napali circles, because they know it would be so very disappointing."

Maria asked, "But how much better could the sex possibly be?! The 'perfect ten' women we see here can win just about any men they want. If their thing is penis size, or sexual stamina, or hunky figures, and so on, they can get that elsewhere."

Sandy smiled widely. "That's true. And that's because what makes Napali special isn't just a matter of having one great lover to have sex with. It's about the whole culture, a culture that's open to anything and everything. For instance, a place where I could show my son just how much I love him by sucking his cock every single day. And you could do the same! Where else on Earth can you do that so freely and openly? Nowhere!"

She added, "And I'm not just talking about an ordinary blowjob here and there. No! Napali culture encourages you to become an expert that's beyond what you or I can even imagine right now. They actually have classes, blowjob classes, in the high school, and for adults too! The guys learn to have extraordinary stamina, so you can suck for an hour or more at a time!"

She went on, "And then there's the sharing, which is the norm, like I said. That alone would almost be impossible in the outside world. Maybe once in a blue moon, if you live a really slutty life and go to an orgy or something like that. But that probably would be with people you don't care for. It's totally different in Napali, where you're always with the man you love. I'm probably repeating myself, but all the women say the sharing is better than going solo, way better! His pleasure is doubled, sure, but yours is too! More than doubled, actually! Think about how much you enjoyed sucking Ramon today, and double or triple that!"

Maria felt shivers race up and down her spine. She was trying hard not to show it, but any blowjob talk increased her arousal. Thinking about being able to suck Ramon's cock on a daily basis was a very tempting inducement for her. She couldn't even begin to imagine what a doubling or tripling of her pleasure would feel like.

Then Sandy took another gamble on revealing information, since things were going well. "Then there's the public sex."

Maria's body jerked with surprise. "'Public sex?!'"

Sandy decided to tell only some of the truth, for fear that Maria couldn't handle all of it yet. "Yes. I'm still learning too, but I understand that public sex happens sometimes. It all depends on if it's what you want and what Ramon wants, of course. But if you're up for it, and he is too, you could go to, say, the beach, spread out a big towel so you don't have to worry about the sand, and blow him right there!"

Maria was shocked all over again. Her mouth hung open. "Seriously?! On the beach?!"

"Sure, why not? Napali culture is different that way. There are less than four hundred people there, and everybody knows everybody. I know it sounds shocking to you now, and it is to me too. Frankly, I get scared thinking about that. But imagine if you COULD handle it! How wonderful would that be?!"

Sandy tried to think of another example, since the beach one probably was too shocking. "Imagine, for instance, if you, Rosalita, and Ramon went to a movie together. They have a small movie theater, you know, just so people have a place to go out for dates and whatnot. The room turns dark and the movie starts. But then you get frisky. So what do you do? You reach into Ramon's lap, unzip the fly of his pants, bend over, and go to it! You slurp and suck your way through the movie!"

"NO!" Maria gasped.

"Yes! Close your eyes."

"Why?"

"Just humor me, please."

Maria obligingly closed her eyes.

Sandy resumed, "But of course Rosalita isn't going to be content to just sit there and watch the movie, after you get started. Before long, you feel her tapping on the top of your head. You've been bobbing for a while, so you switch to sucking his balls, since you're nice about sharing. Meanwhile, you wore a fancy dress for a night out on the town with your sexy man, your very own son! But you feel his hands on your shoulders, because he starts to peel your dress off! Next thing you know, you're topless, and Rosalita is too. As the movie goes on, he has one hand playing with your huge tits and his other hand playing with hers, while you two sob and slurp, sob and slurp, until you feel like your jaw is going to break!"

Maria had cooled down some with the shift in the topic away from oral sex to possible scams. But she was on fire all over again. With her eyes closed, it was like she was in the story, sitting there in the movie theater. She even opened her mouth wide in a perfect 'O' shape, for obvious reasons. In fact, she found the movie theater scenario so unexpectedly arousing that she felt compelled to masturbate, even though she was still sitting on the deck. She cleverly repositioned, so that she had a hand at her pussy while her legs blocked the view of that from Sandy.

Sandy was getting into her own story in a big way too, even though she refrained from playing with herself, so as to not upset Maria in case Maria opened her eyes and caught her. She continued, "But that's not all! Imagine it's a Friday or Saturday night, and the theater is packed. Remember the three-to-one ratio, so it's mostly women. As the movie goes on, you hear the sounds of moaning. And slurping! And sobbing! And even choking and gagging! And it's not coming from you or Rosalita! This is on top of that. No, the sounds are from all the OTHER women! By and by, EVERY male in the place is getting his cock sucked! Every single one! And by two or three different hotties at once! And the smell! THE SMELL! So sexy! So pungent! Dozens of women are all leaking like faucets! The whole place smells just like a giant sopping wet pussy!"

Sandy paused to see how Maria was taking this. She belatedly remembered she didn't want to reveal too much. No doubt, Maria would have at least some regrets later.

Maria was panting like she was in the middle of running a race. She impatiently asked, "Go on! What then?!"

With that green light, Sandy happily resumed, "What do you think?! Ramon is a total stud, but even he can't last an hour and a half or even two hours with you and Rosalita sucking him together non-stop. So, halfway through the movie, he blows his load! All over your face, and her face! You're soaked in his jizz! Splattered all over! It's in your hair, up your nostrils, everywhere! It's a good thing you're topless, because sometimes he fucks your tits, or her tits, to give your mouths a rest, and his cum spreads there too. Maybe he gets so worked up that he blows another load on your chest, and one on hers! And you're cumming and cumming so much! It's INSANE! Forget about the movie!"

Maria was so carried away that she joked, "What movie?!"

Sandy laughed. "Exactly! Even Ramon isn't watching it, since he usually has his eyes closed, his teeth clenched, and his head tilted back. You and your daughter are keeping him on the edge of bliss pretty much the entire time, at least when he's not actively painting your faces!"

Maria was panting hard. She was still trying to hide how she was fingering herself, but she was becoming increasingly careless. She was totally transported. It was as if she was in that movie theater. She groaned erotically, "Oh God! God! Have mercy!"

Sandy gleefully went on, "Indeed, but there's no mercy, just cock, hot, throbbing, son-cock! Filling your mouth, filling her mouth, deep in your cleavage, and more! You lick it, and stroke it, and love it, so much! You're so HOT and WET! Fuck the dress! Take the damn dress all the way off! You don't want to ruin your fancy dress with all your cummy mess. Besides, doesn't it feel even better sucking the cock of the man you love when you're totally naked?!"

"Oh yes! Yes, yes, yes!"

"Agreed!" Sandy giggled. This was going way better than she'd expected. "So there you are, in just your high heels. Of course, Rosalita gets naked too. And so do all the other women! All of 'em! Can you imagine what that place must look like, if someone turned the light on?!"

Maria gasped at that. Although it was hard to tell, since her regular breathing was practically like gasping.

"Why, imagine that Ramon decides to fuck his sister's big tits for a while. You want in on that action, so you get on all fours in your seat in order to lean way over into her seat. That way, you can bob on his cockhead while she titfucks his shaft!"

"Mmmm! Great idea!" Maria was nearly in a trace, with her eyes still closed. If asked, she wouldn't have been able to say where she was in real life, because she was in that Napali movie theater so vividly in her mind.

"But as you reposition, you feel something on your bare butt! It's another bare butt! A female one! Of course, the women on the other side of you has been sucking on her boyfriend's cock since shortly after the movie began. And naturally, she got naked too. But by chance, she's repositioned just like you, so she can assist with the titfucking of one of his other girlfriends, two chairs down!"

"Fuck me!" Maria cried out. "So wild!"

"Indeed! But this is just a typical Saturday night at the movies in Napali! What's funny is that, as you get in a good bobbing rhythm on your son's cock, so does this other woman with HER son."

"Wait! Wait! Hold your horses! Did you say 'son'?"

"I sure did! Think about it. What are the odds that she would be another mother? Pretty damn good! The way I understand it, most boys choose their mothers to be one of their girlfriends. If there are, say, thirty or forty people watching the move, just think how many other moms are choking on son-cock, their faces wet with tears and cum! Maybe a dozen or more! It could be!"

"OH FUCK! Fuck, fuck, fuck! This is too hot!" Maria was so carried away that she forgot all about trying to keep her masturbating a secret. Instead, she had just enough awareness to try hard not to cum, for fear of making a loud spectacle of herself. But she was so far gone that she wasn't sure if that was because she was embarrassed about cumming in front of Sandy, or in front of the other movie-goers.

Sandy continued, "Anyway, it's my story, and so I'm saying the other woman is a mom. So there!" She giggled. "As you continue to suck, you're in a good bobbing rhythm, like I said, and so is she, the other mom. Your bare butts are constantly touching because there isn't enough room. But you quickly learn to get in sync, so that when your head is bobbing down on Ramon's cock, her head is bobbing up on her son's cock! You two are linked in such a delightful, sexy way!"

Maria panted, "Stop! Please, stop! I can't take any more of this!"

"Don't worry, I'm almost done. Can I finish?"

"Yes, please! Er, if you must!" Needless to say, Maria was confused, torn between her arousal and her fear of having an explosive, loud orgasm.

"So things continue like that, with you and Rosalita changing positions from time to time. At one point, while Ramon insists on taking a little break, you sit back up in your chair, and luckily the mom next to you is taking a break too. You look at her face. MY GOD! She's so sexy, but it's so WET! It looks like her son has dumped at least two cum loads on her. And there's more on her tits! Her big, round, perfect tits! You realize your face must look the same, and you can feel the slimy cum dripping down your face. You two shake hands, cummy hands, and introduce yourselves. Her name is, oh, Sarah, her son is David, and her daughter sitting on the other side of him is, uh, June." (Sandy was thinking of herself, so she unthinkingly picked names that very closely matched her own and those of her children.)

"You two make a little small talk, mostly about the joy of cocksucking in public. You note you saw her at the beach last week, but since she had her head between her son's legs the whole time, you didn't want to interfere with introducing yourself then. Before you can say more, Ramon squeezes one of your tits and you realize break time is over. You look at Ramon's cock, totally untouched at the moment. So beautiful! It's sopping wet with your saliva, and your daughter's too. But that's just how you like it. You dive back down and engulf it all over again!"

Maria moaned loudly and erotically. "Mmmm, baby! Let Momma take good care of you! Momma loves your cock so much! Let's see if we can coax one more load out of you before the movie's over!"

Sandy chuckled at that. Clearly, Maria was more in the fantasy than in the real world. "Great idea. And of course, Rosalita feels the same. But you two are getting tired, so tired. It's a two-hour movie, and that's a lot of non-stop sucking, even for you. So you don't suck as much, but you and her still can lick freestyle all over his shaft. Your tongues often touch, right over his favorite spot. Aaaah! So naughty! You two spoil him rotten, as usual, but that's why he loves you so much. Why, just the other day, he said that you and Rosalita were his girlfriends for life! For life! It's like you've married your son!"

Maria moaned, "Oh God! Son! I love you so much! I'll be your girlfriend, your slut, your wife! Whatever you want me to be! I don't mind sharing you with her, so long as you marry us both!"

Sandy said, "Of course, he was overjoyed to hear that! He pushed your head down until you were forced to your knees, so you and her could properly thank him! God, what a day that was! He really outdid himself, cumming on your face and tits over and over and over!"

She went on, "Just like tonight, at the movies. You're so clever. There's a loud bell that rings when the movie ends, because every movie night in Napali ends up like this, and it's good for all those bobbing heads to know when the movies is ending. You time his final ejaculation with that bell. You and Rosalita drop to your knees right in front of him, while the bell is still chiming, so he has the ripe target of your face, her face, your tits, and her tits. And he shoots his cum willy nilly, adding fresh layers to all four of those areas! What a blast! You can resist cumming yourself, yet again!"

That last sentence was the final straw for Maria, because she took it kind of as a command and started cumming! She didn't want to, because part of her mind remained aware that that would be embarrassing, with Sandy somewhere nearby. (Though she forgot all about the hot tub and had a vague idea that Sandy must be sitting in one of the nearby seats in the movie theater!) She retained just enough control to stop herself from loudly screaming, though she only managed this by desperately clenching her teeth and then holding a hand over her mouth.

Sandy pretended to be oblivious, and carried on with the story. "Sadly, all good things must end. The lights come back on in the theater. What a sight! Everyone is dazed and confused. My God! So much nudity! So much cum! You feel totally ashamed as you realize what you've done, yet you have no regrets. There's no point in putting your dress back on. Ironically, it's just about the only thing in sight NOT covered in cum, and you don't want to ruin it. It's the same for Rosalita, so you two have to begin the long walk of shame."

Maria was shaking spasmodically, her body twitching almost comically while she struggled with all her might to hide the evidence of her ongoing orgasm. She still hadn't opened her eyes again, and she was afraid to look.

As part of her valiant attempt to pretend all was normal, she somehow managed to ask, "What's that?"

"The walk of shame? That's the walk back to your house. Of course, it's easy for Ramon. All he has to do is zip up his fly. He's a little cummy and sweaty, but it's no big deal. But for you and your daughter, not only are you buck naked, but you're so very, very cummy! You take hold of one of his hands and she holds his other one, and you walk along like that. I don't know if it helps or makes it worse, but you can see all the other groups, the triads and quads of lovers, looking exactly the same, with the man clothed and dry, and his women naked and wet with cum and tears. Mostly cum. So much cum!"