Chapter 7
All the next day Jeff wracked his brains to figure out how he could get through the night without screwing his mother and then get away at two in the morning to, hopefully, lay Leilani. No matter what the cost he knew that he simply had to fuck that Polynesian queen. His best bet, of course, would be to get Vickie stoned again, like he had on the ship. Early in the day he planted the seeds in her mind that since they were on vacation they might as well really live it up. At breakfast he suggested that they start with a couple of Bloody Marys and then a couple of drinks before lunch. He thought he was off to a flying start. But then, in the afternoon, while he took a surfboard lesson from one of the native beach boys, she took a nap and awakened stone cold sober. He would have to start all over again.
Later that afternoon they went to the newsstand in the hotel lobby to buy picture postcards to send to friends back home. In a rack on the counter Jeff found a leaflet describing a grand tour of Honolulu night clubs.
"Hey, mom, this looks like fun. After all, we can't really see Hawaii without seeing some of the night life here. I've never been to a night club and I know it's been a long time since you've been out for a night on the town. Why don't we go on this tour tonight?" he said, hoping that she wouldn't detect an air of urgency in his voice.
"Well, I don't know. You're too young for real night clubs. Maybe they wouldn't serve you," she said, sounding undecided.
"Shucks, I don't care about the drinking. I'll be just as happy ordering cokes. I'd just like to see the insides of these places. And, besides, I think it would be good for you," he prompted.
"It might be fun at that," Vickie agreed.
Within ten minutes they were signed up for the tour that left the hotel at eight and returned at twelve thirty. The timing seemed perfect for his erotic purposes.
Later, while Vickie was taking her bath in preparation for their big night on the town, Jeff opened her cosmetic case and found a bottle of sleeping pills. He placed three of them in a hotel envelope from the desk drawer and slipped the envelope into his inside jacket pocket.
At each place they visited that evening, Jeff insisted that Vickie sample two of their special drinks. By eleven o'clock she was beginning to get quite high. At the last three stops he slipped one of the sleeping pills into her drink. They did the trick. She fell asleep in the sightseeing bus on the way back to the hotel. He had to wake her up and help her back to the bungalow and then undress her and put her to bed. Five minutes later she was snoring softly and would be dead to the world for at least eight hours.
Jeff took off his clothes and hung them carefully in the closet. Then he slipped on his new surfer trunks and a white terry cloth bathrobe which could double as a beach blanket. The next hour he pussyfooted around, fearful of awakening his sleeping mother. The time dragged by in extreme slow motion. He was plagued by a nagging thought. What if Leilani couldn't make it tonight? He could only use that nightclub ruse once. His cock ached at the vivid memory of those luscious tits and the glimpses of pure black cunt-hair he had caught through the grass skirt. Never before had he wanted a broad's body so desperately. He simply had to have her. For a period, he realized that he now understood the deep burning passions of lust that could drive a man to rape-murder. It was a desperate emotion that could readily derange even a normally well-adjusted male. Surely, that sultry Hawaiian beauty had been born for sex. He had to know the taste of her luscious nipples and feel the smooth moist interior of her cunt, even if he had to knock her unconscious and take it away from her. The depth and intensity of his lustful sex drives to possess that golden body began to frighten him. The distraught boy had no way of knowing that his nagging fears were unfounded and unnecessary. At that very moment, Leilani was rushing to check out from her night's work and hurry to their trysting spot to throw herself into the handsome mainlander's arms. In the bright moonlight the night before she had noticed the huge bulge in his pants and now she ached to see and fondle his cock and to feel its erection inside of her. Perhaps she had been too forward and he had reconsidered, thinking of her as just a cheap little island slut with big tits who showed her body to the malahinis for money. How could he know how truly selective she was about the males to whom she offered her favors. Could he possibly conceive of the number of rich tourists who had offered her a hundred dollars or more for the use of her body? To make matters worse, not all of them had been men. She knew that the other girls and many of the women who saw her act envied her and even hated her for the sheer physical perfection of her anatomy. A lot of them probably considered it a blessing of which this native girl was unworthy. How could they possibly realize that, more often than not, that perfect body of hers that exuded sex from every pore was far more of a curse than a blessing? Every night that she did her special dance as the finale for one of those cursed luaus, one or more lecherous men approached her with a leer on their faces and a ridiculously small bulge in their pants below their bloated pot bellies. She had recently delighted in dashing cold water on their burning desires for her body. The night before this clean-cut young chap had been different. He had actually whetted her own sexual appetites. That's why she had given him all that crap about going to the beach for a nude swim every night after work. She'd only done it twice in the four years she had worked there. Maybe she was making a fool of herself tonight to even show up, but he had seemed sincere. Now she prayed that he would be there to keep the date that she, herself, had suggested. All day long the thought of that big bulge in his pants had been very close to the front of her mind. It was two a.m. now and the moment of truth had arrived. She threw the loose coat around her shoulders and gathered it close to her to cover the fact that she was wearing only a flower lei and a grass skirt beneath it and made her way out of the servants' entrance and across the sands to the agreed meeting place. Her heart was pounding beneath her huge bosoms in anticipation of what she prayed might lay ahead of her on this night.
At exactly two o'clock, Jeff made a final check on Vickie. She was sleeping soundly. He took two large bath towels from the bathroom and let himself out of the French door leading to the beach and made his way across the warm dark sand toward the water. The busy beach was deserted and silent now except for the gentle lapping of the waves against the shore. The bright Hawaiian moonlight turned the entire scene into a picture postcard vista. He selected a prominent spot in full view and spread a towel and sat down upon it. He was probably making a complete ass of himself. Why should that beautiful Island Queen come to him here on the sand in the middle of the night? At this very moment she was probably laying in the arms of some handsome tanned beach boy, laughing about the stupid little boy from the mainland that had made the date to make love to her. He had wanted so badly to believe that it was possible. He had even drugged his mother to create the opportunity. What a fool he was! He was plunged so deeply into the depths of self-pity that he didn't hear her approach.
"Hello, Jeff Burke. I was afraid you wouldn't keep our date. I have come to give you my lei, as I promised."
"Oh, Leilani, you did come. I was so afraid that you wouldn't. I think I'd have surely died if you hadn't come to me," he mumbled as he scrambled to his feet. "Do you know that I had the most wonderful dream about you ... about us ... last night."
"That's sweet, Jeff. I hope I don't prove to be a disappointment to you after your dream."
"Now that you are here, Leilani, I don't know the meaning of the word disappointment," he told her.
She gave him that smile that made his toenails curl up as she reached down and picked up his towels, "Come, Jeff, let's go over here to this hidden spot behind the ferns. People seldom venture here at this hour of the night but I still want us to have privacy." She took his hand and suddenly all life seemed to come from that intimate body contact.
When they reached her secret spot she spread the towels. Then she took off her coat and tossed it beside them and reached out and removed his robe and dropped it on top of the coat. A new fragrance reached his nostrils from the lei she wore.
"What is that lovely perfume?" he asked her. "Tonight I fashioned a lei of passion flowers. I thought they might prove appropriate to the occasion. Now I give my lei to you."
As she removed the garland of flowers those mammoth breasts gleamed in the moonlight. He reached out and cupped them in his hands as she slipped the lei around his neck.
"Remember, it is bad luck to give your lover a lei without a kiss to go with it," she whispered and pressed those marvelous breasts to his bare chest as their arms went around each other and she gave him a long, deep moist kiss while their tongues got acquainted in a lovers' tango.
Afterward, she offered no resistance as he untied her grass skirt and let it fall to the sand. Her only reply was to undo his surfer trunks. They wouldn't fall, but had to be helped down over his full erection. Then, still standing in the dark volcanic ash sands of Waikiki Beach, they held one another in close embrace before settling down onto the towels she had spread out upon the sand. His eager hands and lips made a lover's attack upon the marvelous big firm tits as he sucked and nibbled the raspberry nipples to swollen erection while she stroked his hot shaft. Jeff worked his way down her body, covering it with appreciative kisses all the way until he buried his face in the ebony-furred muff and slid his tongue into her secret recesses. The lovely native girl had a cunt that smelled like night-blooming jasmine. Her aroma, flavor and internal sweetness were on a par with her physical perfection. His tongue found all of the secret places and before long the love juices flowed and the muscles spasmed as he pressed his eager lips to her sweet slit.
Afterward, he slid easily into her creamy interior as she lay supine beneath him offering up her body. Her soft cunt gripped and squeezed and caressed his drooling dong as it impaled her upon its excessive length and breadth.
"Oh, Jeff, you're every bit the lover that I knew you would be. I'm happy that I've been saving myself for you. I knew it the moment you spoke to me last night. Make love to me, Jeff. Move into every dark secret place in my interior womanhood and take charge. My God, but you're a lot of man," she whispered in his ear as they made a physical thing of their love.
"And you're an awful lot of woman, Leilani. You're even greater than I'd dared to dream that you'd be. I wanted to be in you like this the moment I first caught a glimpse of your dark mound beneath the swaying grass skirt last night. Now lift it up to me and take me completely into yourself and accept the liquid proof of my love for you. I think that I really am in love with you and I've never been in love before."
"Don't say that, Jeff. You can't fall in love with a native girl. Just fuck me and be my man for tonight. Let this be a night that we'll both cling to and remember in our old age that comes so very soon."
"I do love you, Leilani. I don't just want to fuck you tonight. I want to go on fucking you every night of my life," he gasped, just before the fireworks started and he felt her cunt contract and squeeze his big cock as it exploded and flooded her insides with its hot juices.
Later, after their initial passions were spent, they romped and played and swam in the surf of the Pacific as though they were the only two living creatures on the big island. Then they lay huddled together on the towels.
"Leilani, I love you and I must have you forever. When will I see you again, like this?" he asked the nude goddess.
"Never, Jeff, my love. It is not meant to be. I'd love nothing better than to go away with you and stay with you forever but all too soon I'd see your love turn to hate; your admiration turn to revulsion, and I couldn't bring that upon you. You don't understand about native girls, my love. Look at them carefully around the island tomorrow. We mature early in life. I'm eighteen now and my body is at its prime. It's been thus since I was fourteen. By the time I'm twenty-two I will begin to age and fade. By the time I'm twenty-five I will grow fat and soft. These big tits that you so admire will sag and droop until they resemble a pair of hound's ears. My belly will swell and my ass will grow fat and flabby. The loose-fitting moo-moos we wear at eighteen begin to fit at twenty-five. Here in the islands you will see all too many still young ex-Navy men married to native women who were once beautiful as I am but who now look like their grandmothers. I couldn't do this to you, my dear. No, it's better that we have only tonight to remember and cherish. When the body grows old, memories still stay young. I love you enough that I want to remain forever young and beautiful and desirable in your heart. Please, believe me, and have faith in me on this subject so that neither of us has any regrets later."
"But I want you, Leilani. Not just for tonight. I want you every night ... forever," he complained.
"I understand, my love, but it isn't to be. It's as I've said. It's far better that we have this one perfect night at the height of our physical charms and abilities and cherish it forever. That's the way it has to be. Tonight is our life together. We had no yesterdays together. Neither shall we have any tomorrows together. Tonight is all we have."
Later, Jeff sucked her sweet-smelling cunt again and then she asked, "Would you like to have me go down and take you into my mouth in the style of the islands?"
"Oh, my darling. I would love nothing better," he confessed.
"You wait here. I shall return to you in a moment," she whispered and disappeared. Minutes later she reappeared, dragging one of the big two-man surfboards that the lifeguards use to rescue swimmers in distress. He helped her down to the water with it. They .sat, cross-legged upon the board, Indian fashion, and paddled with the palms of their hands until they were almost a mile out from shore. Then she turned the board around and instructed him to lie flat on his back upon it while she knelt above him and took his throbbing cock between the soft full lips, as she sucked him off as softly and sweetly as the guitar music of her native islands while the surf gently propelled them back to shore. Just before they reached the beach she went full depth on his throbbing shaft and he erupted into the soft damp recesses of her mouth and throat in a tender manner that exceeded even the thrilling episode in his dreams.
They lay in each other's arms in the soft moonlight for the next hour and then he fucked her again. This time slowly and tenderly as she pressed those wonderful tits to his smooth taut chest and they kissed each other deeply and with a quiet passion in the manner of true lovers. When he had burst deep inside of her and she had returned the flood to his embedded shaft, they separated. She held his robe for him and folded the towels and then helped her into her coat. Then they kissed deeply for a final time while her hands stroked and massaged his spent cock and he rubbed the black-furred mound of her womanhood.
"Aloha, Jeff," she whispered in his ear.
"Aloha, Leilani," he replied, just as she turned and ran off up the beach. It had been a night to remember, but never to repeat.
Vickie was still sleeping peacefully when he let himself back into their bungalow and went quietly to the bathroom to replace the towels and to wash away all traces of Leilani from his private parts. Then he sneaked into bed and snuggled up to his mother. She was sleeping on her side. He put his arm around her and cupped her large left breast in his hand while his limp prick nestled between the full globes of her ass. He held her close, thought of Leilani and fell asleep.