CHAPTER 105

Maria was still quivering as her multiple orgasm went on and on. It never clearly ended, but turned into a series of increasingly infrequent smaller after-orgasms. Yet somehow she was still managing to listen to Sandy's story.

Sandy went on, "Thank goodness it's the tropics, or you'd be cold walking down the street at night in just your high heels. Seeing the other movie-goers look at you isn't that bad, because you know they're in the same boat. But it's seeing the other people, the ones who missed the movie, that makes your face turn red, and Rosalita's face too."

She concluded, "What a roller coaster! Chances are, when you get home you'll want to take a shower and then suck on your son's cock a little more, but a mellow suck, to wind down. Mmmm! Sometimes those are the best kinds, kissing and cuddling, stroking and sucking. Yet, the crazy thing is, already you can't wait until next weekend, when you can go to the movies again. Sucking him off at home is always great fun, but doing it in public is even better, because it's like something magical happens and the group feeling raises the joy to an even higher level. The end."

There was a long pause.

It took quite a few moments for Maria to realize that Sandy was done, even with the clear "the end" marker.

Maria was really bummed out, because she loved that story and wanted it to keep going and going. But she realized the timing was right for it to end, given that she'd just had a big climax. Already she was coming down from her great erotic high.

Sandy knew that the longer the silence stretched out, the more embarrassed Maria would be, because it would be so obvious that Maria had climaxed, due to her inability to say much. So Sandy kept talking if only to fill the void. "So that's an imagined scenario of how public sex in Napali could go. Now, before you ask, I'm sure you're wondering how much of that is real and how much is based on my imagination."

Maria was slowly regaining her wits. She realized she was expected to say something. "Er, yes."

"Of course, I haven't been to Napali yet, so I don't really know. But I do know there's a movie theater. That's a fact. And I know blowjobs are very common for those who go. I had little bit of a discussion with Lisa about it on the plane today. The way she described it, it's pretty much expect that if a guy goes on a date there, he's going to get blown. In fact, I remember an exact quote from her on this, because it definitely stuck in my mind. She said, and I quote, 'I can't imagine a boy of Darrin's age going to see a movie and not cumming at least once.'"

"Wow!" a dazed Maria exclaimed. "Seriously?! Honestly!"

Sandy nodded. "I wouldn't lie to you." (That wasn't entirely true, but she was trying to keep her lying to a bare minimum, in order to keep certain secrets.)

Maria had been more or less curled up like a ball since her orgasm, in order to hide her nudity and especially to hide her the "evidence" of her climax. Her pussy and inner thighs were quite wet. She finally regained enough sense to have the obvious idea of getting back into the hot tub, to wash all that "evidence" away, so that's exactly what she did.

She dragged herself back in the water, and sank down, way down, until just her head was above the water line.

Sandy chose to stay where she was, sitting on the deck, because she wasn't sure if Maria would only pop back in the water for a minute to clean up, or if she'd stay there for a while. She did dangle her lower legs in the water though. She no longer worried about keeping any part of her body covered, and in fact rather proudly showed off her huge rack by arching her back slightly. She was very proud of herself, because she considered that movie theater story a smashing success in helping to give Maria a big mental adjustment.

Returning to the water not only helped Maria wash away her cum, it did wonders to bringing her back to a state of full mental alertness. She asked, "So... where... where does the truth of that story end and your imagination begin?"

Sandy said, "I'll admit it's mostly my imagination. Let me try to think what else Lisa actually told me. Oh yeah, there's one detail she said that I forgot to mention. She said that when the women go to the movies, there's a big stack of towels you can pick up. That's so you can clean up the cummy mess. Maybe it's to sit on the towel too, i forget. But I remember Lisa said she always used more than one towel, because she's have such a big clean up job, cleaning her pussy, thighs, face, chest, and so on."

"incredible! So most of it is true!"

"Well, in a bigger picture way, yes. I also remember Lisa telling me that sometimes, in the middle of the movie, she's like to lift her head from her man's crotch and look all around. Even though it was dark, she'd be able to see some of the bobbing of the women around her. And of course you can hear a lot. I specifically remember her saying that, that you could hear a kind of collective slurping sound from so many blowjobs going on in a relatively small space."

"WOW!" Maria was becoming even more alert. Remarkably, even her arousal was returning, thanks to those details. "What else was real, according to Lisa?!"

"Unfortunately, we didn't talk much about it. It was a short discussion, maybe a minute or two. But I do remember asking her about me, what if I went to the movies with Darrin."

"And?!"

"She said it all depended. If I went just as a mom, apparently I'd just watch the movie, like normal. I'm guessing there's probably a section for that, away from all the suckers. But if I went as one of his girlfriends, if that was my official status, then I was expect to act as such. The fact that I was closely related to him made no difference. I would be a bad date if I didn't suck him off for pretty much the entire movie. That's what you do."

"Wow! Again! Good Lord! What about getting naked?! Did Lisa say anything about that?!"

Sandy tried to think back. "Not that I can remember. I guess that's just my imagination. But, then again, it seems to be implied from the towels. Especially the part about Lisa needing two or more, so she could wipe her face, tits, pussy, and such. That certainly implies she was topless, at least. Maybe totally naked!"

"It certainly does! Wow!"

Sandy chuckled. "You keep saying that."

Maria chuckled too. "I know, because everything you tells me deserves a 'wow.' So where did all the other details come from?! I mean, your story was so GOOD! Er, I mean, vivid. Uh... you, um, what I'm trying to say is, it's kind of hard for me to believe you just thought all that up as you said it. I was convinced! It was like I could smell the popcorn!"

Sandy answered, "Confession time: the story came out of me easily and vividly because it's one that I've thought a lot about, for months. I told you my incestuous desire for my son was a slowly growing thing. Well, the idea of blowing him in a movie theater was something that I started fantasizing about, way back. Over time, the idea kind of... evolved, with more and more details. It's true I didn't find out the real details of what goes on in the Napali movie theater until today. Heck, I had no idea of the general sexual wildness there. But when I did find out, what Lisa told me nicely dovetailed with my wilder fantasies. For instance, I'd had dreams where Janey was in the theater too, sucking him with me. So it was easy as pie for me to draw on all that."

That was all true, except Sandy left out the part that Olivia was the one who first introduced the whole movie theater fantasy to her. There even were videos where Olivia and her master role-played him getting blown in a movie theater, though the video made clear it was just pretend.

What Sandy didn't fully realize was how remarkably accurate her fantasy was. She was so spot on that it was almost uncanny. For instance, nobody had ever told her about a loud bell indicating the end of the movie, but such a bell did ring after ever movie shown there.

"Wow!" Maria said. "Oops, there's that word again. Sorry, I'm a bit frazzled, so I keep repeating myself. Thanks for being honest with me about all that. Since you're so honest, I feel I should be honest too. I also have had some movie theater fantasies."

Sandy playfully teased, "Except with Ramon instead of Darrin, I should hope!"

Maria chuckled. "Of course! And they were similar to yours. I'd suck him for the whole movie. In some versions, he'd even strip me naked! But it was different in that usually everyone else in the place were just normal people trying to watch the movie. So my behavior was even more shocking by contrast."

Sandy said happily, "Oh, I've had plenty of those types of fantasies too. Those are fun. For instance, there might be a prudish, piggish woman sitting right next to me, complaining to her husband on the other side." She switched to a different female voice, sounding indignant. "'Well, I never! Barney, this woman won't stop, well, orally assaulting that poor boy's member! And he's young enough to be her son. Heck, I think he may BE her son! We should call the police!'"

Maria laughed. "Nice! I like your imagination. So what happens with that woman then?"

"She never calls the police, of course. That would be no fun. But she gets more and more outraged as my slutty behavior gets more and more extreme. Usually, it would just go on like that until I had my climax and ended the scene in my mind."

Maria said, "Ah, well. But now, you're going to Napali, and that kind of thing can really happen! It WILL happen! What do you think about that?!"

Sandy honestly said, "I'm scared, of course, but I'm thrilled too. Let me get back to the whole discussion about if Napali is a scam or not, because that was my original point in bringing up the movie theater example. It's just that I got a little carried away."

Maria snickered. "A little!" She was feeling much more relaxed, especially after her orgasm. She'd bonded with Sandy, and trusted her. She also felt tremendous relief that her incestuous desires were out in the open and she could freely talk about them without any worry about scorn.

Sandy snickered too, "Yes, just a wee bit. Anyway, I brought that up in an attempt to illustrate why people, and especially women, would be so fiercely loyal about Napali, and thus be guaranteed to keep the secret. Think back to that whole movie theater story,. Then realize it could really happen to you! Not just in fantasy, but in very real life! Maybe I'm wrong on some of the details, but the overall gist is definitely true. I know you got pretty aroused hearing my story, and that's okay. I did too. But imagine how much MORE aroused you would get it the story happened to you! And not just for five or ten minutes, the time to tell the story, but for the whole length of a movie!"

Maria stared off into space, amazed all over again. "Wow! I know I keep saying that, but I have to. I'll say it again: wow!"

"Wow, indeed! As you know, I haven't stepped foot on Napali soil yet. But I can well imagine how much more intense a sexual experience like that would be than the usual sex in the privacy of your home. Where else on Earth could you have an experience like that, at least in total safety! Nowhere, that's where! Maybe if you paid a whole bunch of people to pretend to be the other movie goers. But for a genuine experience, it's way too out of bounds for our society."

"That's true," Maria said, deep in contemplation. She'd slowly risen back up in the water until her immense tits were fully exposed again, because that was the most comfortable position and she no longer fretted much about what Sandy could see. She was nearly 100 percent certain Sandy knew she'd masturbated and climaxed, though she was kind enough to pretend otherwise. Compared to that, everything else was small potatoes.

Sandy said, "Although I haven't gotten there yet, I'm already starting to appreciate Jake Samson's genius. Yes, I said genius. Consider how much MORE fun he must have had by creating an entire village of like-minded sexual 'deviants' instead of living on the island with just his lovers. That made things like the movie theater experience possible. Who knows what else they do there, that neither you or I have even imagined yet? Whatever it is, I'm sure it'll be sexy and fun! They've had decades and decades to figure out what works best by trial and error. And by the way, I use the word 'deviants' kind of sarcastically, because by populating his island with so-called deviants, that became the new normal."

That point struck home for Maria.

Sandy said, "So now can you see why Napali engenders such fanatical loyalty for everyone who goes there. And I say 'fanatical' because it's that intense, but in a good way. Also, now you can see why Napali can pick the very best of the best, the very most beautiful and endowed people, who also pass all the psychological tests. All they need to do is get them to Napali and have them enjoy life there for a while, and they'll be hooked. Because it really is that great. The sex really is that much better than any outside world sex."

She continued, "Again, think of the movie theater story, then consider how people like Lisa or Vicky who live in the outside world most of the time say they would rather go without any sex, if it's not Napali sex. It's not that the dicks are bigger or better than anywhere else on Earth, nor are the men more handsome or studly. It's the overall cultural atmosphere that's totally unique, and can't possibly be duplicated."

She concluded, "So that's what you and I have to look forward to. We've won! We're like one in a hundred million winners. I'll bet there are literally thousands of other families who were considered by SI but rejected for this or that reason. We made it through! We're moving to paradise, a true sexual paradise! And yet, you want to fly back home tomorrow?! I think you're crazy! I honestly do. If you know all that you know now, and you turn your back on all this, I really think you'll regret it for the rest of your life!"

There was a very long silence as Maria absorbed all that.

She finally said, "Wow! Sorry, but there's that damn word again. You really are something, you know that? You should sell snow to the Eskimos."

Sandy said, "I'm a good seller only because it's such a great 'product.' It sells itself."

Maria laughed. "There you go again!"

"But I say that because it's true. Come on! How could you come this far and think about turning around? Haven't I convinced you that Napali isn't some kind of scam, or even prison?"

"Yes, yes, I suppose. I'm not 100 percent convinced, but I'm 99 percent there. I think it's the movie theater story that really got me. Not only was it super arousing, it made clear how Napali has a culture to offer that's totally unique in the world. And I can see how that could engender fierce loyalty. I also totally get your point that loyalty works way better in keeping a secret like that then force or fear."

Sandy asked, "So what's the problem then?! You love your son. He loves you. You want him in a carnal way. He wants you just as badly."

"That's debatable," Maria cut in.

"Oh, come on! HUSH IT! What are you so lacking in confidence?! Woman, you are as good as it gets! If Ramon doesn't dream about you sucking his cock twenty-four hours a day, he's stark raving mad! I won't hear you put yourself down like that!"

Maria said, "Calm down already. It's not that I think I'm ugly or something like that. I know I'm exceptional, okay? It's just that he loves and wants Rosalita MORE! And that's an unsolvable problem! I don't want to force them apart."

Sandy gesticulated in agitation, "It's not a problem! Ramon can and will have TWO girlfriends, at least! You and her! It's a done deal! Maybe he's a bit more in love with her, I don't know. But so what?! He still loves you very deeply. Anyone with eyes can see that. And he wants you. He wants your body. He wants your tits. Most of all, he wants your mouth! You and Rosalita can suck him off together for literally hours a day! How can you not want that?!"

Maria sighed sadly. She had to admit to herself that Sandy was getting to her. Slowly but surely, all of her reasons to return home were being knocked down. But she still had many issues, and she told herself to think with her brains, not her pussy.

She said, "Okay, okay. Let's say that you're right about all that. So what if that's all true? All of it. I want him, and he wants me, and I could look forward to a real 'blowjob paradise.' The thing is, sex isn't that big of a deal to me. I've lived nearly my entire life without sex at all. What sex I had, with my no-good, loser husband, was just okay, and it had consequences that have haunted me ever since. I could easily go entirely without for many more years and I won't be that regretful. It's a luxury, not a necessity."

Sandy responded, "I think that's sad. I felt much like that for the past few years, but I'm glad to say that today snapped me out of it. No matter what happens, I'm never going to go back to that sad sex-less existence, I'm vowing that right now." She meant that with all her heart.

Maria could see Sandy's sincerity and passion, and it moved her. She started to wonder if she could ever go back to her previous life, after what she'd experienced today. Furthermore, how could her children go back?

Sandy continued, "I hope you can wake up too. You're not just anybody, you know. Some women, sorry, but they're sexually frigid for whatever reason. Maybe their bodies aren't built for sex, or maybe they have issues after being sexually abused or something like that. I've heard some women never have a single orgasm in their lives, or at least really have to work hard for each one. It's just like emotions in general. Some people are dead inside, like psychopaths. Others are highly emotional and cry tears of joy or sadness at the smallest thing. Most are in between."

She added, "BUT! This is a key point. I'm starting to understand how SI works. They probably have data on hundreds of millions of people. They could pick absolutely anybody out of that. But they narrow down their search for next year's bunch, narrow, narrow, narrow. They can be absurdly choosy, because they'll spare no expense with anything. Look how off-the-charts beautiful all the women are, for starters. Consider how difficult it must have been just to find enough women with looks like that."

She continued, "But it's not just outward beauty they're looking for. That's just one hoop to jump through. I've mentioned the mental aspect too, and a key part of that is the sex drive. It would be a cruel joke to create a sexual paradise with the very most beautiful people on the planet, and then pick the ones with low sex drives. Wouldn't you agree?"

"I suppose so," Maria said glumly.

"So I put it to you that your years of sexual abstinence was a freak aberration, brought about by a very bizarre set of circumstances. You're meant to be a very sexually active. Most especially, you have a natural affinity and desire to suck cock! You belong on your knees between your son's legs, and you know it! Don't let all those fucked up years you had keep you down. That's like saying, 'I've lived a lonely and sad and sexually cold existence all these years. It's what I know. I have a golden opportunity to change all that, but I'd rather stick to what I know.' COME ON! You're better than that!"

Maria was frowning deeply. She sighed sadly. "I suppose."

Sandy saw that glumness, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's just that... you're scaring me! What if you're right?! About everything? Including that I've had a high sex drive all this time. Ugh! That would mean I've been missing out on so much. All those wasted years. It would be a tragedy. It's like I've been a top-class race car that's been kept in the garage for years and years, and never even driven once."

Sandy smiled widely. "It's exactly like that!"

"Ugh!" Maria frowned even more severely. "That makes me feel awful. I have to admit the evidence points that way. For long stretches of time, I've been able to bury my lusty desires completely. But, when my feelings get going, they can be strong. VERY strong! Like a tidal wave, even, threatening to completely overwhelm me and drive me insane! That's why I have to fight them off so much!"

Sandy said, "Such as your feelings for Ramon in this past year. Am I right? I'll bet your feelings for him just grew and grew and grew. Your desire to suck his cock, especially!"

Maria winced.

"And then, when it happened for real today, and you were able to actually do it to him, it was like all your dreams were fulfilled, and then some! You've already admit it was great, but you were still holding back with me. It was even better than great! Am I right? Bobbing on his thick pole was the greatest feeling you've ever experienced in your life! Miles beyond what you imagined was even physically possible! Every single second with his cock sliding between your lips was like the best orgasm ever! Right?! You're ashamed to admit how much you love it, because you worry you're some kind of freak. And you're afraid of the intensity of your feelings. It feels like they could totally take over!"

Maria stared at Sandy in amazement. "How did you know all that?!"

"Because you're me, and I'm you! We're so much alike that it's uncanny! Yes, we have our differences. But when it comes to our feelings for our sons, we're fundamentally the same. The difference is that, today, I let my lust totally take over. And you know what? It's fine! I'm still the same person as before, except now I can enjoy sex to the fullest, without all the baggage. Sucking my son's cock today totally changed my life!"

"How can you say that?! It's so.... so... wrong!" Maria complained. She was upset because Sandy's words applied to her just as well. But she was fighting hard to deny it.

"Do you want me to be truthful to you or not?"

"Truthful, of course." Although she said that, a part of Maria wished Sandy would tell her comforting lies instead. She was increasingly afraid of making the same mental leap Sandy obviously had made already.

Sandy spoke from the heart, and it showed. "I'm just telling you how I feel. My libido had been in deep hibernation, just like yours, and it had only started to wake up this last year with my fantasies about him. But then, today...? BOOM! BAM! POW! Like a sock to the jaw, or a sucker punch to the gut, I got hit so hard! Hit with the most incredible orgasms! Heck, I don't even need to climax most of the time. So long as my lips are sliding back and forth on his thick cock, it's all like an endless orgasm to me, exactly like I said! So I know that's how it must be for you too, because we're so similar. I just love my son so very, very much! And I love that I can express my feelings like never before, with my mouth!"

Maria nodded, reluctantly. She was still frowning, because she was even more conflicted than ever before. But she felt obliged to share her true feelings. "Same here. It's exactly like that. I love my son deeply also, and sucking his cock feels incredibly satisfying to me too. It is better than great, like you said. I can't even put into words how much I enjoy it. I can't deny that basic truth, no matter how much I want to. But that's what scares me! There are forces within me that I can't control. Powerful, sexual forces! I can't let them get out, or I'll lose all control and go completely insane! I can already feel it happening. I'm right on the cusp! I feel like I could break at any time, and shatter into a million pieces. That's why I have to get back to the mainland, and right away, before I lose my grip!"

Sandy stated flatly. "Look at me."

"I'm looking at you already." Maria leaned forward in the tub and stared intently into Sandy's eyes.

"I know, but I mean really, truly look at me. I'm someone just like you who 'broke' already. It happened a few hours ago. I'm not sure exactly when, but at some point, I decided to stop fighting the sexual tidal wave and just ride it instead. And you know what? I didn't go crazy. Like I said a minute ago, I'm still the same basic me. Except now I'm having the best time of my life! 'Breaking' is great! Every minute is a non-stop joy ride! Even when nothing is happening I feel all excited, because I think about my future and it's so wonderful that I can hardly stand it! Do you think I've gone insane?"

"No."

"Do you think you'll literally go insane if you decide to enjoy yourself instead of fighting it?"

Maria grudgingly said, "No. Not literally. But I can't just let go, like you have. I have too much baggage. It's too scary. I would be letting my father down, for one thing. Are you telling me he worked his ass off his entire life, just so I could suck my son's dick, maybe even in a crowded movie theater?! He would be rolling in his grave!"

Sandy said, "NO! You wouldn't be letting him down, because this would be the fulfillment of all his hard work. Why do people work so hard in the first place? To be happy! What if you and your children could be deliriously happy on Napali? What if that could happen, AND you and your children still had productive careers, AND you all made a lot of money? Because I hear SI wants those things to keep happening for everybody too. They understand that nobody can have sex 24 hours a day, so all the usual things like education and work continue."

That was true enough. But she knew this wasn't the time to explain just how sexual a day in the life of a student in Napali was. She figured the work situation would be similar, at least for a young guy like her son.

She went on, "What if your children end up with college educations, great jobs, and a million or more dollars each in the bank? Plus, incredible love and joy for each other and you, thanks to lots of fantastic sex? If your father could look down from Heaven, would he see all that, and say, 'I failed?'"

Maria's face was still grim. "No, obviously not. Not unless incest is such a sin that we're sent to Hell for all eternity."

Sandy said, "Now we're getting into religious areas. I don't know if I can go there, because I'm not Catholic like you. To be honest, I'm not really religious at all. But let me short-circuit that, because I'd argue what we're talking about is not really incest at all. It's fun to think of it that way, due to the power of the incest taboo, but what if it's JUST blowjobs, and titfucks, and handjobs? Just that sort of thing, and not actual vaginal sex. That's what I'm focused on, at least. Is that really incest? Legally, most states would say that doesn't count."

Actually, Sandy wasn't sure about that last point, but she was on a roll and she believed it in the moment. She continued, "One great thing about Napali life is that you only have to go as far as you want to go. The situation is ripe for 'free love,' but you can be as free if you want. Is vaginal sex with your son too much for you? Fine. There are moms who don't take that final step. Or what if blowjobs in public are too scary? That's fine too. You can chart your own path."

Maria said, "So you say. But let's be realistic. If I'm my son's cocksucker every day it's pretty much inevitable he'll fuck me at some point. And right now that movie theater scenario seems way too scary, but I wouldn't be at all surprised if I gave in and did it eventually. And worse, enjoyed it!"

Sandy spoke very sarcastically. "Oh no! You enjoyed something! How horrible! Someone, get the smelling salts. I think I'm going to faint!"

Maria knew she'd lost that rhetorical point, but that didn't erase her fears of losing control and going too far. She asked, "So you're saying my father would be happy if he knew I was sucking my son's cock all the time, and letting his dear granddaughter do the same to his grandson? I should be thankful he's dead already, because if he ever found out about that, he'd die of a heart attack on the spot!"

Sandy said, "I hate to say this, but the simple truth is he has passed away. I don't believe in people looking down from Heaven, if there is a Heaven. That shouldn't paralyze you. What if he was super racist, and you had a chance to marry a wonderful black man after he died? Would you say to that man, 'Sorry, I'll have to turn you down, because my father is up in Heaven looking down at me, and he'd disapprove?'"

Maria rolled her eyes. "Obviously not. But that's a terrible example. Incest is totally different."

"Is it really? The thing is, his attitude on this, and your attitude, and that of so many others, is just a reflection of what society as a whole thinks. That could change. That could be wrong. Consider for instance that in ancient Egypt, it was common for the pharaohs to marry their sisters. Your average Egyptian didn't have a problem with that, because that was their culture. If you move to Napali, you'll live in a place where incest is perfectly okay. I can't emphasize that enough. You don't have to hold back just from fear of what everyone else will think!"

The facts about ancient Egypt were true, but Sandy hadn't known about them until Vicky mentioned them to her a few hours earlier to help make her feel better about her newly incestuous behavior.

Maria was still frowning, though she also was contemplative. "It's not that simple. What about when we move back to the US in a few years? If we start doing all sorts of... things... will we be able to stop? Maybe not. Then we could get in serious trouble, maybe even go to prison. And it's unfortunate you mentioned that pharaoh as an example. If we go on to Napali, I could see my son and daughter essentially marrying each other! Then what will happen? And where will I be in all that?!"

Sandy said, "I hate to tell you this, but that ship has already sailed. Your children have already gotten sexually intimate with each other. If they're as hot for each other as you say, how can you undo that? Flying back to the mainland tomorrow won't turn back time."

Maria shot back, "No, but it's about minimizing the damage at this point. First off, I blame SI for getting us in this fix. I suppose some things can't be undone, but I know going to Napali will make things many times worse! By the time they leave there, if they ever do, they'll be total incest addicts, hopefully out of touch with American culture! And I'll end up totally corrupted too!"

Sandy could see she wasn't making headway with her latest arguments. She also got a reminder of how far behind Maria's thinking was from hers in that she still assumed they would only live in Napali for a few years. Sandy already assumed that she and her children would live there for decades, if not for life, because that's what virtually everyone there did (unless they had a special reason to leave, like Lisa and Vicky).

So Sandy tried to drastically change the topic, in a way that could hopefully get Maria more aroused.