The woman then gave her a knowing grin before she forced a look of shock and worry on her face. Then she looked at her son then back at Bill. “You, aren’t here for the event?”
“Oh no. we need to find a way back to the mainland.” Linda said.
“Oh, uh, you won’t find a way off this island until after the week is over… you see, everyone is coming here for the week. It is the second week of June, which is when our festival happens every year. And everyone comes here to stay for the week. There is no one going to go home until after.”
“Well, do you have a phone, or some way to call the authorities so that I can make some arrangements?” Linda asked.
Todd and his mother shook their heads in unison.
“We don’t allow the authorities to come here. This is a private island and has its own sanction, we are our own authority. It is privately owned and in international waters. We don’t even allow the coast guard here.”
“How many people are going to be here?” Bill’s mom asked.
“There will be several hundred couples.” Kathy told Linda. “The island will be packed solid.”
Linda and Bill looked at each other and then back to them. “This hotel doesn’t look big enough for that many people. Where are they all going to stay for the week?” Linda asked with an exasperated expression.
“Some will stay on their boats, some in tents out on the courtyard… trust me the whole clearing will be filled with people’s tents and activities, all week long.”
“Are there any rooms left for the week?” Bill asked stupidly.
“Actually, there had been a cancellation just a few moments ago. I can put you and your mom up in a room. Providing you are willing to abide by the rules.”
“No problem.” Linda burst out.
Bill thought his mom would be willing to abide by any rules needed to sleep in a bed rather than a sleeping bag again.
It was only a few moments later that Bill and Linda were shown to their room. The woman had both of them sign a charter that said they would ‘strictly’ abide by and conform to all the guidelines of Oedipus island, or else risk being kicked out. She then gave them a rule book.
Bill was shocked at the price. $5, 500. 00 for the week, each. But his mom didn’t mind paying at all.
They walked into the room and Bill sat at the table to begin to study the guidelines they were to adhere to.
Linda was the first to point out the first problem, “there is only one bed in this room.” She said.
Bill looked up from the table and saw the same problem, “it is better than the tent, isn’t it?” He tried to assured her.
She gave her son a dirty look. So, he started looking at the floor. There wasn’t enough room to lay on the floor and sleep.
“Check the bathroom. See if the tub is big enough for me to sleep in, mom” he asked.
She did, but it was only a stand-up shower.
“Mom we will make do. Maybe we can sleep at different times. Kathy and Todd said there are activities all the time.
“Bill, we’ll make do.” She looked at Bill. “But I sure wish it was a bigger bed. This is only a double.” Linda then smiled for the first time, and pointed to the copy of the rules.
“Let me see them.” she requested.
Both Bill and his mother read the rules. Linda started blushing red, while at the same time, Bill would smile vividly. He especially smiled when he came to the rule that read “if asked to, by any of the other guests, the couple must kiss each other passionately to confirm that they belong here.”
Bill thought how lucky he would be to French kiss his own mother. At the same time, Linda thought of his tongue going into her mouth. She partly believed the rulebook was a joke in bad taste, but deep down she knew she would have to accept them and just hope that they wouldn’t be asked to confirm their belonging.
There were more and more rules about how they must stay together and be intimate. Some small print stated: “Though voyeuristic acts are not required, they must be tolerated and freely accepted. If this bothers you, then you are free to leave.”
As Linda and Bill didn’t have a boat, they knew that, that wasn’t going to happen.
Most of the rules were marked with “NON DISCLOSURE” and it seemed the consequences were fierce and forbidding.
After they both read and understood the rules, they walked back to Kathy and her son Todd.
“We had been reading the rules.” Linda informed them.
They had caught Kathy and her son kissing. After breaking their kiss and blushing a little both smiled then Kathy said “Great. Let’s see if you are willing to adhere to them.” She pulled Todd to her and kissed him again lustfully for a long moment. When they broke the kiss, she looked at Bill and Linda and uttered two words that made Linda’s stomach turn: “your turn”.
Linda’s face blushed fast, the blood rushed to her cheeks and lips, while Bill gulped. He turned to his mother and was very much looking forward to what was about to happen, he stepped to her.
Bill surprised Linda more as he put his arms around her and brought her ear to his lips. Then in a soft tone said, “we have to adhere to the rules, don’t we?”.
Then he pressed his lips against hers and begin to kiss his mother the way he had only dreamed of kissing her. Linda responded to the kiss; Bill was sure that it was only because of the rules though. He wanted to see how much he could get before she broke it. So, he placed his tongue on her mouth, tasting her soft moist lips and felt his whole world shift when she opened her mouth and his own mother stuck her tongue into his mouth.
Bill’s cock instantly wanted to rip out of his pants. His mother pulled him closer and their tongues danced in rhythm.
They both broke the kiss only when they heard both Kathy and Todd say “WHOA”
They both laughed a little as they broke the kiss and turned to the other couple.
“That was hot, you two.” Kathy said. “I sure wish my son would kiss me like that.”
“No problem, mom.” Todd said as he pulled Kathy around for another kiss.
Bill was shocked and spun to look at his mom. “What…” he began but his mom put her fingers over his lips.
Then she bent and told him in his ear. “You didn’t read the brochure they left in the room, did you Bill?”
“No, Mom I didn’t.” He confessed.
Linda went to the counter just a few feet away and pulled another brochure and then handed it to her son.
All the blood escaped Bill’s face and he fell into a chair as he read the brochure. In large bold letters it read :
“Welcome one and all to INCEST ISLAND.
The brochure continued to say “Mothers with sons. Fathers with daughters, sisters with brothers — or even nieces with uncles. We welcome you to where you may love each other in peace. Without judgment or ridicule.
Exhibitionism is encouraged, but sharing is NOT.
Here everyone is free to watch others living and enjoying the lifestyle you all have chosen. You can look all you want but NO TOUCHING.
I hope you all enjoy the week ahead.”
Bill looked at his mom. Her smile said volumes, but in a language Bill just didn’t understand at the time.
Chapter THREE
Setting up:
Both Bill and Linda were amazed how many people started showing up.
A barge was brought right in front of the beach area. Several workers were working to make it into a temporary dock, so they moved the dinghy to more easily offload all the food and supplies for the week ahead. Feeding nearly a thousand people three meals a day wasn’t going to be easy.
They had hired crews to unload and carry everything to where it would be placed. Both Bill and Linda watched as large sailboats, house boats, cabin cruisers and even a few yachts rolled up. The small beach looked nothing as it did when they had arrived. The barge was made into a temporary dock to accommodate vessels as they made their deliveries.
There was a passenger boat that went from ship to ship to pick people up and bring them to shore to eliminate a cluster of smaller boats being tied to shore. Bill was offered a job to help pick up couples as he had the dinghy, he accepted as it gave him something to do. He thought this would take his mind off his mother. Yet, as he met so many of the other couples, hearing many of their stories of how they had become to find incestuous love — Bill found himself thinking more and more about his mom. And also, the fact that she came with him on the dingy a little later.