Larry awoke with sunlight streaming in the window of his cabana as a soft trade wind rusted the curtains. Feeling strangely euphoric, he turned and looked down at the beautiful woman lying by his side who was still sleeping soundly as she lay snuggled up against him.

Well, I paid her back, last night, he tiredly thought. Four times. I made my mother come four times. But it had cost him three more eruptions himself as they had fucked far into the night and morning. Groggily, he looked over at the little clock on the nightstand and saw that it was eight o'clock. No wonder he was groggy, they hadn't quit fucking until around three in the morning. If his mother kept up at this rate, he would be nothing but skin and bones by the time they left the island, he laughed to himself. And how much had he fallen behind, he wondered, as he knew that Laura and his father had probably spent the night fucking, too.

"Morning, Lover," he heard his mother say from his side as she slowly ran her long fingernails down over his chest and belly to his cock. Tickling and teasing it, she lovingly fondled the soft, limp lump of flesh. "There's just something so strange about this island. I can't seem to get enough of this. I want to do it all the time. I've never been like this before. And doing it with you, my son...why, what sane woman would do that?"

"It's the goddess, mother," Larry said to her. "It has to be."

Then Larry proceeded to tell her of the legend of the goddess that the captain had told him. He told her everything, all the way down to the woody tree and the flower of the woman. As he spoke, she listened intently, lovingly caressing his cock back to hardness at the same time.

Finally, he finished and saw that his cock was fully charged and ready to perform its evil duty.

"You mean that these," she said, laying on her side with her arm crooked, her elbow resting on the bed and her head resting in her hand as she reached across him and picked up his necklace off the nightstand, "are the reason for all this?"

"Well, not all of it," he grinned. "I'd like to think that my irresistible charm had something to do with it, but they help. Smell it."

Looking doubtful, she brought it over his chest and held it up to her nose.

Larry watched as she inhaled through her nostrils, drawing in a great woody-tainted breath of air. As she did, her eyes flared open and immediately, dilated widely.

"Oh, my, God," she gasped, dropping the necklace and running her hand down to her pussy. "I can't believe it."

Larry saw that she was frantically fingering her big clit as she stared down at his big cock.

"I want it," she murmured, rolling up onto her hands and knees beside him.

Looking on almost like a disinterested observer, he watched her throw a long, shapely leg over his legs and straddle him. Then she quickly crawled up his legs until her hot pussy was hovering just above his jutting cock. With frantic haste, she fumbled with his cock, pulling its big, bloated head to her cunt and lowered herself down onto it.

"God, it feels so good," she groaned out as she sat down on him, letting her hot pussy quickly consume his whole cock with one hungry gulp. "It's like an addiction. And I've felt like this since the moment I stepped onto this strange island." ......(cont)