Kal, Male, 36

	- Narrator, husband of Kate, triad with Nina, retired entrepreneur

	- 6'1, 190lbs, short dark-brown hair

Kate, Female, 35

	- Wife of Kal, triad with Nina, retired entrepreneur

	- 5'8, 160lbs, pale skin, shoulder-length curly red hair

Nina, Female, 24

	- Triad girlfriend of Kal and Kate, museum volunteer, grad student

	- 5'4, 120lbs, light-brown tanned skin, straight shoulder-length brown hair

“Oh fuuuuck... fuck me, Baby. Fuck my tight asshole...”

Kate was on her back, legs in the air, Nina sucking on her tits, with my cock buried in my wife's ass, plowing her hard. Kate's cunt was drooling thick white cream onto my shaft, frothing and spreading around her ass cheeks. Our girlfriend smacked and licked her nipples, leaving small bite marks and bright red skin behind as we fucked in the small ship cabin. Kate loved her tits handled roughly, and she was shuddering against the pain as it flushed her body with pleasure. The scene before me was one of lustful fornication, wet and noisy, and I couldn't think of any place I'd rather be as my cock churned my wife's bowels and I readied to swap to Nina's tight backdoor.

I should step back and fill you in on how we got here. I'm writing this almost four years after that night. I shiver as I think back through everything that has happened since, and I hope this journal of my experiences will be found by a person who most needs to not feel alone. Who most needs hope and erotic distraction from the difficulties in going through what I went through. Difficulties which, if you are reading this, you undoubtedly know all too well already.

Hang in there. You have probably suffered and are feeling distressed, in shock, desperate, where you find yourself so unlike anything for which your life prepared you. It will get harder before you begin to believe you might survive. I got lucky, very lucky, really, despite my suffering, and if you give it all your effort, never give up, you, too, might be lucky and survive and, perhaps, you might even thrive on this goddamned island.

It started out so innocently. Well, maybe not so innocently, I did have my dick buried in my wife's ass while our girlfriend brought her to orgasm. Innocent relative to where my life went for the next few years and the things I did to survive.

My wife and I had booked a cruise through the remote parts of the Southern Pacific, bringing our girlfriend along and sharing a bed between us. We planned to spend two weeks on a route that took us to stops in Fiji, Tonga, American Samoa, French Polynesia, and the Cook Islands before spending a week on land touring New Zealand. The huge ship was packed with Aussies, Kiwis, Japanese, and quite a few Americans as it set off from Wellington and headed East.

The first eight days were fantastic. Great weather, interesting ports of call, hot sex with my wife and our girlfriend, both in our cabin and wherever we could find a private spot on the islands. Kate and I had been dating Nina for almost a year, forming a tight triad relationship with the short, brown-haired twenty-four year old. Nina was hot and young and very willing to be in love with me and my voluptuous redheaded thirty-five year old wife. Kate has classic curves, heavy breasts, hips wide and great for holding while I fucked her from behind. Nina's body was a delicious contrast, small breasts, narrow hips, and flesh a few shades more tan than my pale-skinned, freckled wife.

Kate and I had been married for a decade at that point, exploring an open marriage for a bit before deciding on a tighter polyamorous triad relationship as our model. We dated a few women for a couple of years before meeting Nina randomly at a tiki bar in San Diego near our home. We all clicked and soon Kate and I were seriously dating Nina and asked her to move in with us, which she did.

My wife and I had built a couple of small tech ventures into packages gathering a lot of interest, and once we sold our equity, we retired. I was 36 and living a dream of travel and sexual fantasies I had only imagined could exist. Nina still worked and progressed toward a graduate degree in History and Archaeology, hoping to spend time on research in Polynesia. That was the original spark for the cruise destinations.

The ship had steamed out of New Zealand and put us into Fiji and other popular stops before heading toward Tahiti. Kate and Nina and I had played in the pool, sipping lush cocktails all day before retiring to our cabin to fool around. As my cock slipped in and out of my wife's asshole, I felt her shudder and tense, crying out against my slamming dick and Nina's bites and smacks against her tits. She orgasmed, her legs trying to hold me inside her butt, her bowels instead forcing my cock to flop out, sloppy and wet against her thigh.

I moved behind Nina, took her slender hips in my hands, and slipped my penis into her tight pink asshole. She moaned and kissed my climaxing wife, sucking in her breath and trying to relax around my penetration. Kate moved her parted thighs underneath Nina's head, and the young brunette dove in, licking Kate's drooling cum and slathering her tongue across Kate's slimy backdoor. Nina lapped at the frothy slickness around Kate's anus, mewling as she licked and swallowed, probing her tongue into Kate's swollen ring. My wife cried out again, a new round of orgasm rising through her pale body.

Nina's tight ass was so similar and yet so different from Kate's. My wife left her pubes untouched, a large red bush covering her crotch and trailing along her butt crack. I loved the way Kate's hairs tickled and lightly scratched my dick as I fucked her ass. I'd grunted many loads into my wife's bowels, and Nina had sucked many of them out of Kate's butt and swallowed them, licking away sperm caught in the redhead's hairs around her anus.

Nina was completely shaven. Mons to ass crack, the twenty-four year old was smooth and sleek. Slipping into her ass was a different experience. It was puckered and yielded slowly, just like Kate's. But the absence of hairs around her anus meant that my cock touched only skin and muscle, a tight, velvety ring around my penetration.

I'd gone ass-to-ass with the women often, one of my favorite things to do while fucking them. Kate had been the first to suggest it, many months before, and Nina had been randy enough to try it. I loved to go from backdoor to backdoor, my slippery dick bringing gasps and grunts from each woman. Hot asshole to hot asshole always got me off quickly, and this time was no different.

I humped Nina's butthole, my dick slimy and ready to cum. I felt her asshole spasm as the my wife's fingers found Nina's clit, and the young woman tensed up, crying out, orgasming around the cock in her butt. I was right with her, slamming my length into Nina's bowels and ejaculating, my semen splashing into her guts, filling her tight hole with sperm.

A tremendous concussion pounded my ears, and the world shifted, nauseating, my shooting cock pulled quickly from Nina's ass when the room slammed hard to one side. We were thrown violently against the wall, my head hitting something hard before the room righted and dropped me onto the ground. As the ship rocked unsteadily in a way that left no doubt that there was trouble, Nina lay motionless on the floor, cum dripping from her gaping asshole. Kate was struggling to stand, moaning in pain.

I tried to get to my wife, tried to make it around the bed to check on her when a second blast rocked us and sent the cabin once more tipping, leaving it leaning hard to one side. I smelled something burning, something heavy, my head thick, stunned. I sank down as my legs gave out, blood running from my forehead. Smoke filled the cabin. I saw Kate try to stand again, her wide eyes meeting mine in shock and confusion and pain.

That's when the water flooded in. It ran under the door, soaking the floor and soon rising to a few inches. The room shuddered, loud creaks and snapping followed, and for one moment, I watched as Kate finally stood tall. She was ripped away as the cabin broke in two and I was thrown forcefully into water above my head.

I bobbed, tried to stay afloat. The pain in my head was hammering my senses, barely could I open my eyes to look around. I heard explosions, more snapping and banging and enormous splashes. What was left of my side of the cabin sank away and I could see more clearly what was going on.

Huge pieces of wood and metal paneling littered where I floated, a big part of the ship still afloat but hanging over on one side. Smoke was everywhere. Flames danced along several of the ship levels still in my line of sight. Another explosion shot through the remains of the floating wreckage and sent the rest of the ship completely over, dozens of feet of burning, smoking, shattered oceanliner rocking violently above the water.

I heard screaming above the clatter of disintegrating structures. I remembered my wife and girlfriend, searched around me frantically for any sign. They weren't near me as I grabbed onto a life raft that had fallen nearby and climbed in.

That's when I saw bodies. Floating, bloody, burned, horrible. Amid the debris, I searched in vain for Kate and Nina, flipping bodies and being thankful they were not among the dead I could see. My raft drifted away from the flaming wreckage, and I could see people standing on what was left of the ship. They looked so small against the ship's last large floating chunk of smoking hull. Screams were becoming distant. Both because I was drifting away and because I was losing consciousness.

I blacked out and was lost to the world for an unknown amount of time.