The beach

I laid down on the bed. I wasn't freaking out like before, but the raging stiffy in my pants was quite distracting. I thought about jerking off, but that seemed dumb when I had more than one super hot girl willing to satisfy me in various ways. I just didn't have access to them right now because they were all getting into a hot air balloon at the moment.

I tried really hard to think about other things, but it didn't help. So I checked the app. There were two main things I noticed. The first was Mr. Astor's profile.

Beliefs:

• Will Taylor attended college and played on the golf team. [Overwritten]
• Will Taylor's past is exactly what he says it is. [Overwritten]
• Will Taylor is an incredibly dangerous man. The only safe thing is to do whatever he says.

Interesting. Did going against previously established beliefs raise the BS price of the new one? Probably.

The other important thing was in the group profiles for Nicole and her bride's maids. Almost all of Nicole's beliefs had spread to at least one other member of that group. Ainsley had picked up all the new group beliefs, so she believed that a wife naturally loves obeying her husband, which didn't mean much since the confirmed party girl had no interest in marriage. She also now shared Nicole's belief in my astounding cock. Excellent!

I ordered room service for lunch and watched some TV. Eventually the party in my pants died down.

At two o'clock I got a message from Nicole saying the girls had just finished their ride and wanted to go to the beach. I wrote back that I was definitely up for that, then I went to the dresser to get my swim suit.

+20 BS. 31 Remaining.

Who could that be from? I thought maybe Mr. Astor grabbed a hotel maid and fucked her in a closet, but on my way out to the lobby I saw him and his wife in the hotel bar together.

She waved to me. He avoided eye contact.

I went out the back entrance and started walking towards the beach. Steve and Xavier were already there opening up beers. Xavier was talking to Steve about the only thing I'd ever heard him talk about.

"... and that's why I'm all in on kitticoin. I bought some sweet NFTs, too. The value of all that stuff is going to skyrocket in the next six months."

"Uh huh, sure," said Steve. "Hey, Will! Grab a beer!"

"Absolutely! You know Steve, maybe you could help me with something. I'm thinking about buying a new car, and I wanted your thoughts on reliable brands."

I didn't mind rescuing Steve from Xavier. Steve was an okay guy. I think he won this resort vacation on a game show or something.

An annoying amount of time later, the girls showed up, walking down the path from the hotel to the beach. They were all wearing bikinis of course, and I had to fight not to get another hard-on. I've mentioned that Nicole is hot, but I've talked so much about her friends, I've probably made her look bad by comparison. Don't be confused, she's hot as hell. There were other cons I could have pulled with her, but I chose this one because getting between those milky white thighs on our wedding night would make the six months of work worth it.

It's just that her friends were also insanely hot. Before I got the app, seeing Simone's big tits in a bikini was the best part of having the wedding in a beach adjacent location. Right then I only glanced at them to make sure she didn't see me staring, but it didn't help. Even without seeing anything except my best behavior, she still sneered slightly as she walked past me to wrap her arms around Steve's neck and kiss him.

Nicole did the same thing with me, although the kiss was more reserved. "Hey, honey! I missed you!"

"I missed you too!" I hugged her tightly. As we embraced, I looked over her shoulder and saw Opal.

Opal was definitely packing more into that green bikini than before. She'd added maybe a cup size? It still didn't put her in the same league as Simone or even Ainsley, but it was a huge improvement on being flat chested.

Nicole gripped me tighter and whispered heavily into my ear. "I can feel that you're happy to see me!" Yeah, I'd lost the battle and my dick was poking her through my trunks. "Maybe getting excited... in your pants... isn't appropriate in front of my friends?"

She didn't pull away, though. I held her close for a moment longer, and she actually rubbed herself against my stiff cock a little. I turned my head and saw that the only person looking at us was Ainsley, but she was really looking at us. The blonde woman, the one bride's maid who had picked up Nicole's belief that my cock brought near magical pleasure, was staring at our crotches as we rubbed against each other. Her mouth was hanging open. When she looked up at me, I winked at her and she looked away, blushing.

I broke the hug and led Nicole to the cooler for one of those canned mixed drinks she liked. My cock managed to go back down before anyone else noticed, but the next few hours went back and forth between fun and ****. Every time Kennedy put tanning lotion on her long legs or the wind caught Opal's perfect red hair I had to go out into the ocean "for a swim" to hide my reaction. I really needed to fuck someone soon.

However, the party atmosphere of the afternoon made it hard to pull away any of the girls. It was fine, this was the most fun I'd had in a long time. We talked, swam and played a little volleyball. The girls mainly laid out in the sun, except for Opal, whose ginger skin was better off lying under a huge parasol.

Opal acted in an interesting way. At first she snuck a couple heated glances at me from time to time. After about an hour, the frequency and intensity of those glances picked up considerably. One time she was just blatantly staring at my crotch and I had to wave at her to stop before Nicole noticed. Simone did notice and she looked like she was about to **** on rage, but she didn't say anything and **** herself to calm down. At least the rage was directed more at the girl who had banged her ex than it was at me. It was still a little directed at me.

At one point, I was relaxing next to Nicole as the others went for a swim. She looked over at me and said, "I love you!"

I gave her my most charming smile and lied, "I love you too, baby!" I gave her a tiny kiss on the lips. "How did the dress fitting go this morning?"

"Pretty well. The designer had a fit about having to redo the dress on such short notice. Simone took charge and got Kennedy to blow him so he'd relax. She said she also did some finger stuff with him at the same time, but I don't even want to know what that means!"

That explained the last 15 BS I got on the shooting range.

"Simone's really trying hard to keep everyone unstressed, but I think she might have pushed Ainsley too hard."

"Ainsley?" I asked.

"Yeah. The hot air balloon pilot was really into her. He's not even that good looking, but he wanted her number, so of course she said no. Can you believe he asked her that while we were all packed into that tiny basket together?!"

"That sounds really uncomfortable."

"Yeah, it was. So after we landed, Simone told Ainsley that she had to 'tip' him extra so we wouldn't get a bad reputation at the hotel. Except I don't think she just gave him a blowjob. I think she..." Nicole put her hand around her mouth and whispered the rest. "... had sex with him!"

"No!" That explained the other 20 BS.

"Yes. So then she got super stressed out afterward because she's worried about cheating on her boyfriend."

"Aw, that's too bad," I said. I didn't really have any sympathy for Ainsley. Even if I thought these rich assholes deserved any sympathy for anything, the way Ainsley had been staring at me that afternoon made me feel like she wasn't dwelling on the betrayal too much.

Nicole took my hand. "You know, my bachelorette party is tonight."

"I thought this whole week was your bachelorette party?"

"No, silly! I mean a real party! Me and the girls are going to go into town. We're going to a much dirtier club than the one you took us to! We're going to have so much fun! I just feel bad that you don't have any friends here to throw you a bachelor party."

"Aw, thanks, babe! But really, it's okay." This was a necessary part of the con. I'd spent months convincing her that I was an orphan, that I'd had a falling out with old friends, that I'd recently moved and concentrated my attention on her instead of new friends, etc, etc. It took a lot to convince her that I didn't have anyone to invite to the wedding, but I certainly wasn't going to hire a cast of actors to pretend to be my family and friends.

"No, it's not okay," said Nicole. "I've talked to Xavier and Steve. They're going to throw a party for you tomorrow night!"

"Wow, that's so nice of you!" I said.

Nicole looked down shyly and smiled. "Is there... anything special you want at your party?"

"Hmm. What does 'special' mean?"

She slapped my arm playfully. "You know. Guys tend to get a little wild on their last night of freedom. Steve is arranging everything because Xavier's an idiot, but I'm paying. If you want, I could make sure there was... something special at the party. Something to make you extra happy as you celebrate the last chance to... be a bachelor."

She was blushing hard. The thought of me getting off with a stripper was exciting her.

I knew exactly what I wanted, but it would take more BS than I currently had to get it. So I said, "There is something that I'd like, but let's talk about it later. Right now, I'd like to talk to Steve and set up the details for the party."

Steve was walking back from the waves and grabbing a towel. Nicole said, "Yeah, that's a good idea! You can tell me later."

I gave her another tiny kiss. "Sure thing, babe. Thanks for setting this up."

I sat down on a towel next to where Steve was sitting and started talking to him about the bachelor party. He was very into it and assured me that we were going to have a good time. He even knew a couple of guys from the resort staff who would be super fun to invite. I liked that, locals were always good for throwing the best parties.

After we finished talking about the party, I asked, "How are things going with Simone?"

He shrugged. "Alright. I wasn't actually expecting this to be more than a one night hookup, but she kept coming back."

"Yeah, she's gotten a little clingy lately. Decided that she wants to be a one-man woman."

"I know, it's weird for a bride's maid, right?" said Steve, shaking his head. "Like, she was not happy about that contest at the club last night. If she wasn't so competitive, I don't think she would have come in second place. She swore afterward that she would never do anything like that again."

So that event hadn't permanently overridden her resistance to hooking up with more than one person. It might even be stronger by now. I looked over and saw her bending over the cooler and looking for drinks. I really wanted to grab her hips and fuck her right then and there. I wanted to make those big tits pop out of her tiny, red bikini and swing hard as I rammed into her from behind.

I turned back to Steve and said, "You know, I get it. Simone is really hot. But she's kind of obnoxious too, right? You should fuck her one more time tonight, then dump her in the morning."

Steve shrugged and said, "Yeah, that's a good idea."

-1 BS. 30 Remaining.

That's it? That's all it took? She must really have been getting on his nerves.

Right then, Simone walked over with a couple of beers and handed one to Steve. "Here." He took the drink, then she looked at me. It wasn't her usual disdaining look, there was something new. An intensity. She held out another bottle to me. "I got you a drink, too. I thought you might... here, just take it!"

I took the drink. She turned around and walked away quickly. Steven didn't seem to think anything was unusual about the interaction. He just laid back and closed his eyes as he started working on his tan. I looked over and saw Simone stealing a glance at me, but she quickly looked away.

When we had had enough of the beach, we packed up our stuff and headed back to the hotel. As soon as I was alone in my room I checked the Sophistry Generator app.

All the women were maxed out on all the group beliefs. Even Simone now thought I had a legendary cock that could make her cum just by blowing me.