Kal, Male, 37

	- Narrator, disaster survivor and castaway

	- Husband of Kate, Bailey, and Keekah, fiance of Amy, father of Katie

	- 6'1, 190lbs, straight, shoulder-length dark-brown hair

Kate, Female, 37

	- Wife of Kal

	- 5'8, 150lbs, pale skin, shoulder-length curly red hair

Nina, Female, 26

	- Lover of Kate, Kal, and Hakee

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

Bailey, Female, 14

	- Wife of Kal, mother of Katie

	- 5'5, 130lbs, golden-brown tanned skin, shoulder-length light yellow-brown sun-streaked hair

Keekah, Female, 15

	- Wife of Kal, pregnant, daughter of Manu, sister of Hakee and Mie, cousin of Poln

	- 5'6, 135lbs, mocha-brown skin, waist-length mostly-straight black hair

Gale, Female, 43

	- Wife of Tok

	- 5'5, 130lbs, dark tanned skin, waist-length dark reddish-brown hair

Manu, Female, 33

	- Survivor from Hahonoko, mother of Keekah, Hakee, and Mie, aunt of Poln

	- 5'5, 150lbs, mocha-brown skin, butt-length straight black hair

Hakee, Female, 18
 
	- Survivor from Hahonoko, daughter of Manu, sister of Keekah and Mie, cousin of Poln

	- 5'9, 145lbs, mocha-brown skin, butt-length straight black hair

Mie, Female, 12

	- Survivor from Hahonoko, daughter of Manu, sister of Keekah and Hakee, cousin of Poln

	- 4'9, 95lbs, mocha-brown skin, shoulder-length wavy black hair

Poln, Male, 10

	- Survivor from Hahonoko, nephew of Manu, cousin of Keekah, Hakee, and Mie

	- 4'9, 110lbs, mocha-brown skin, short, wavy dark-brown hair

Tok, Male, 35

	- Survivor from Hahonoko, husband of Gale

	- 6'3, 205lbs, brown skin, shoulder-length wavy dark-brown hair

Amy, Female, 16

	- Fiance of Kal and Kate, pregnant

	- 5'6, 125lbs, pale skin, shoulder-length straight black hair

Katie, Female, infant

	- Daughter of Kal and Bailey, first baby born on island

	- Infant, beige skin, sandy red hair

Amu (Amutoko), Male, early-50s

	- Newcomer to the island, widowed hermit

	- 5'6, 150lbs, medium-brown skin, tight-curly black hair

The storm had worsened in the night, the shelters groaning as the constant rush of wind pushed against them with rising force. I was certainly thankful that Tok had had the idea to connect the individual shelters to the communal one by way of enclosed walkways. I'd been able to go to my bed with the teens and Kate to cuddle, doze, and try to ride out the night.

Morning brought us no relief and was slow to provide us much light. After kissing my loves, I checked on Katie, then went to the common shelter to see about breakfast.

I found Nina and Hakee already working up a cold casserole of dried hare, dried wild onions and peppers, and some of the fresh peas, onions, and squash. I got bowls from the storage area and felt my bladder straining.

The last time we'd had to really hunker down and stay inside had been when swarms of the no-mores were being attacked by countless birds. We'd had to use a large bowl near the door to relieve ourselves, and it wasn't the most comfortable of solutions.

When I was in Papeete, the others had built an outhouse of sorts which was set off from the main building and connected by a narrow, enclosed walkway, a cloth covering providing a way to close it off from the rest of the structure. I urinated, bracing myself against the walls as the outhouse shook and strained in the wind. I returned and rinsed my face and hands in the basin near the back of the common house.

I saw myself looking back in a mirror placed over it. It was the first time I'd really seen myself since being on the island. There were mirrors in places in Tahiti, but I never looked at myself. I stared at my face, the growth of my beard the first thing I really noticed. I'd trimmed it a bit in Papeete, but since returning to the island, I'd left it to grow unchecked, and wild hairs stood out several inches from my chin, cheeks, and above my lips.

I looked older than I expected. Maybe it was the beard. Maybe it was the circles under my eyes. I saw a hardness on my flesh that I didn't remember seeing on me before. It was a look which was familiar. I'd seen it in Gale when I first met her, and also just the day before, in Amu's face.

I checked over my shoulder and saw that Hakee and Nina were eating quietly against the far wall. I rummaged through a small box containing various items and pulled out a pair of scissors and a dull-but-still-functional razor.

Over the next few minutes I clipped my beard down to a short growth, then used dabs of our naturally-derived vegetable oil to slide away the rest of the hairs. By the time I was done, I looked again at myself in the mirror, my face uncovered for the first time in many months. I still saw the hardness, the dark circles, but perhaps the shave had taken some of the age from my face.

“Wow” Bailey's voice was soft against the blowing wind and groaning shelter. “You look great.”

Katie was in her arms as I turned and smiled. I embraced her and kissed her lips, stroking Katie's head with my fingers. “Thanks. As do you.”

She smiled and kissed me again. I'm not sure when I got hard, but my penis brushed by Bailey's pubic mound and she purred at the contact. “Let me put Katie in the crib...”

I watched her walk back to our shelter and I finished wiping the oil and water from my face. Bailey returned and smiled at me, dropping to her knees as I leaned against the wall. I could feel the wood straining as my own body began to tense. Bailey parted her lips and slid her mouth onto my cock as Hakee and Nina looked on across the room.

I closed my eyes and moaned as the fourteen-year old sucked me, bobbing her head forwards and back, purring around my flesh as I drooled precum against her tongue.

I wanted inside Bailey's pussy very badly in that moment. I could smell her body, unwashed from a night spent sweating and in fear. Her arousal and her nerves made her smell musky, a bit ripe. It was lovely to inhale and I shuddered each time the teen's scents wafted across my nose.

With my hands I guided Bailey to stand up and we shared a kiss as my fingers slid over her milk-filled tits, thin liquid leaking from her nipples. I wiped the fluids onto her skin as we moaned together.

I spun her around and leaned her against the wall, her young body bent forward to brace herself with her hands. Bailey wiggled her hips as I held her waist, and in moments I began to slide my cock into my young wife's slick, sticky vagina. I inhaled Bailey's strong aroma and started slipping my penis in and out of her body.

She moaned as we fucked. I was aware of others coming into the room, but I was lost in Bailey's lovely sounds, in the way her pussy felt like a silk glove around my dick. She wasn't nearly as tight as she was before becoming pregnant and having our child, but goddamn, she still felt amazing. Her hips had widened during childbirth and I found I loved it. I ground myself against Bailey's ass as I began to grow weak in the knees.

I slid a hand around her thigh and caressed her stomach a moment before moving lower, my fingers finding her clit and causing her to stir and move against me insistently. Bailey's cunt clenched and I felt her nub swell under my fingers. The fourteen-year old cried out and jerked hard, “uhnnn... uhnnnn... uhhnnnnnnnn... ooooohhhhh... nnnnn... nnnnnn...”

Bailey's orgasm sent me quickly into one of my own. She was panting and groaning as her body filled with pleasure by the time I felt my cock swell and twitch, sending jets of my sticky cum into her fourteen-year old vagina. Over and over I spurted, Bailey's ass held tightly against my groin, my load splashing deep in the girl's hole.

I pulled out and watched Bailey's pussy gape a moment, swollen, as a thin line of semen ran out and down over her pubes. She stood straight, turned, and wrapped her arms around me. I knew my cum was probably running down her inner thighs. We kissed and I heard a few light cheers of approval from Hakee and Nina. I had forgotten they were watching.

Still holding Bailey, I turned, realized that Manu and Amu had also arrived. Manu's face was one of interest and pleasure while the man's expression was flat and utterly unreadable.

I hadn't considered what the man might think. It was such a normal, natural thing for sex to take place in front of others that no one even bothered to hide it. I'd often seen Tok and Gale mating freely on the beach or in a shelter, and Nina and Hakee made love often and in the open. Hell, I had sex with the others all over the place, myself, and none of us considered it odd, and I'm certain all of us were highly aroused by watching the others.

Amu might not have had the same understanding or expectations. Whatever he thought, he said nothing a moment, then spoke quietly to Manu who replied and pointed back in the direction of the outhouse walkway. Amu watched me as he walked like a wary cat to the back of the building. I couldn't tell what he was thinking.

For just one second, I felt concerned. But that flushed out quickly as I took stock of the situation. Amu was an outsider. He was in our home, and we weren't going to hide our lifestyle from him. If he condemned open sexuality, nudity, or copulating with young females, he was welcome to leave. When it was reasonably safe, of course. But those of us who made up the 'native' population lived as we wished and were not going to change that for an outsider.

I hugged Bailey tightly as he disappeared down the walkway, then shared a kiss with both Kate and Amy when they came up. Kate had Katie against her breast, the infant suckling noisily on her left tit. Amy smiled at the trail of cum running down Bailey's leg.

We got ourselves bowls of the dish Hakee and Nina had made and settled back against the wall together. Manu knelt down and said quietly, “I think he is... surprised... I don't think nakedness is an issue for him, but he may not approve of open sexuality...”

“I understand, but... this is our home, Manu.”

“I know, not saying that we should change anything. Just wanted you to know what I thought about his reaction. I will speak with him when he returns.” She leaned in. “He slept like a baby. I think he is incredibly worn out from his paddling.”

I nodded, “thanks, Manu. Anything you can find out would be appreciated. He's welcome to stay, of course, as long as he wants. Seems like a very hardy man to have survived so long on his own.”

“Agreed. I suspect he can teach us many things and would be willing to do his share if he would stay.”

A smell hit my nose and I recognized that the way Manu had squatted down, her labia were spread open and scents from her genitals were wafting over my nose. She smelled incredibly horny. “Attractive man?”

“Yes. Strong and lean. He reminds me a bit of my father...”

I knew Manu's father was long dead, but, given some of the traditions the Hahanokoans held about sexuality, I wondered if she had shared special intimate moments with him which she now remembered fondly and missed greatly.

Amu returned to the room and largely ignored those gathered there, which by that time included Gale, Tok, Keekah, Poln, and Mie, instead letting Manu press a bowl into his hands and then sitting quietly in the middle of the room.

There was a brief lull in the storm, 'lull' being a relative term. I went back to my shelter and opened the door to peer outside.

There were leaves and debris everywhere, much of it tumbling down the beach along with rain and blowing sand. I could only watch a moment before sand started hitting my flesh, so I closed the door and worried about what was still to come.

I pulled Gale and Tok aside. “If this gets much worse, we're in trouble. How much more can these buildings take, Tok?”

He shrugged. “Some. I am not worried yet, but as you say, if this gets stronger, we are in trouble.”

I voiced a thought I really didn't want to admit. “We may have to take to the cave...”

Gale and Tok nodded, both understanding how dreadful that prospect was to all of us. We'd spent several days there when the hawk-bugs arrived. It saved our lives but it was a horrible experience. Cramped, damp conditions, hard stone for our beds, little food and water combining with stale air and the smells of our bodies, bladders, and bowels making us all nauseous and miserable. The idea of going back was one which did not make me feel good.

It would be dangerous staying in the shelters if the storm intensified, and if we waited too long to leave them, we'd be caught with nowhere to go and no way to protect ourselves. The cave offered us the most stable shelter on the island.

It would also be dangerous to brave the storm and try to get to the cave. We might already have waited too long. I thought that if we had an hour or so of conditions like the current lull, we might be ok, but the ledge around to the cave would be difficult to cling to in high winds.

I shook my head. “We can't, can we. We'd never be able to stay on that path the final meters before the cave. Some of us would be blown off. We can't risk that.”

Gale replied, “true... so we place our fate in these buildings and each other. Nothing else to do...”

“We need reaction plans,” I said. “If the shelters start to go, what do we do?”

We all thought a moment before Gale said, “the storage container. It's the most solid thing we have. So long as a tree doesn't fall on it, it should be stable. It's wedged good, doubt it would go anywhere. And it's only half-full. Might be tight, but I think we could just fit.”

“Good!” I replied, “yes, that's what we do. Look, if that happens, it's going to be chaos. There will be wood and supplies flying by, a whirlwind of things that could hurt or kill anyone struck. People are going to get hurt. Get the youngest in first, then we'll get ourselves, agreed?”

They nodded and I went to the others to explain the idea. I hated that we had to consider it, but the snapping of limbs nearby and the returning power of the gale emphasized the need to be ready.

Katie was crying and Bailey took her from Kate, trying to get her to calm down. I saw Amu watching Bailey and my daughter, and as before, his expression was unreadable. He was talking softly with Manu, and I hoped the woman was learning more about our guest.

- - -

Amy often kept busy during storms by rechecking our supplies and gathering the important items we'd want protected most in the event of an emergency. I watched her wrap towels around the various journals we kept before putting them into a box. I'd forgotten how much we were documenting our lives.

Gale and I both kept personal diaries of our experiences, and it is from mine that I draw these reflections. Amy and Bailey maintained several volumes which catalogued flora and fauna, as well as extensive records of our knowledge, including our fishing, trapping, and drying techniques, blueprints and schematics for our buildings and engineering projects, and records of our crops and the weather. There were also Poln's comic books he'd made with Amy's help, plus Gale and Manu documented our supplies and schedules and forecasts in another record.

One of the journals she'd put into the bundle I didn't recognized. I asked her what was in that one.

“Drawings. I like to draw people and I've been adding all of us to it for the records.”

“Can I see?”

“Sure.” Amy pulled out the volume and handed it to me. As I started to open it, I saw her pull out my journal. She eyed me, asked, “can I read it?”

I had never hidden the diary, never made a secret about it before, but as far as I knew, no one but me had ever read it. It contained my thoughts and experiences over the previous year and a half of so, and while much of it was common knowledge, it also held a great amount of my private thoughts and emotional confessions. I hesitated a second, unsure if I wanted to be so exposed, but I decided that Amy deserved to see my entries. I nodded and opened her book of drawings.

The first page held four different images of me. One was just my face, a full beard in place. Two more were nudes which showed me standing and looking both away from and towards the artist. The last was a recent addition which showed my morning's shave.

Further pages showed Bailey, some of which had her holding or breastfeeding Katie. There were drawings of all the others, and several which showed two or more of us together. There must have been hundreds of such works in the book. I took my time admiring each. “These are amazing, Amy.”

She looked up from my journal and smiled, “thanks. Just something I like to do.” Amy stared at me a moment without speaking, then said, “you really fell in love with Bailey quickly... I... I'm really touched to see how you felt then. Has Bailey ever read this?”

I shrugged, “not that I know.”

“She should. I almost want to cry it is so wonderful.” She quoted my own words back to me, “I don't know why I am so powerfully drawn to Bailey. Maybe it is need, maybe it is desire, I really don't know. But she's been my friend from the beginning, someone I could trust, who trusts me, and I find myself drawn to her strength, her eagerness to do and learn and survive. Maybe it is the soft touches we share, the way she holds on to me when we make love, the way her cries tell me how much she enjoys me. I feel so alive when I am with her...”

Her eyes had misted as she stopped reading my words. “Do you feel like that about me, Kal?”

I smiled, said, “Keep reading.”

I moved next to her and hugged Amy's shoulders. “I tried to be honest with what I wrote. It's not always positive, of course, but... it reflected my thoughts at the time. I'll revisit it one day, I suppose.”

“Don't stop writing it, Kal. One day, someone might care to read all this. I hope Gale will let me read hers, too.” She sat my journal aside a moment, kissed my lips, then said, “make love with me, Kal... I need you inside me...”

I pushed her back onto the blanket and sat her art book down. I kissed Amy's neck and ran my tongue over her sixteen-year old nipples. I trailed my fingers down her stomach and over her pubes as she parted her thighs. I found her hairy labia already slick and hot, her clit swelling under my touch. Amy rolled her head back and let out a soft moan.

She spread her legs wider and I crawled between Amy's thighs. I guided my cock to her opening and pushed in as she moaned louder, sinking my dick into the Asian teen's vagina. Her slickness coated my shaft immediately, and it was no effort at all to slide through her tight young pregnant pussy. Amy's legs wrapped around my hips and her arms rose to hold my neck as I started to fuck her.

I was aware that Amu was watching us then. I saw the man stare at where I was over Amy, my penis in her body, the teen and I making love together freely.

I noticed he was hard.

His dark-brown cock had risen from his lap and pointed up and out from where his hairy testicles hung below. His face was unreadable, but his genitals made clear his interest.

Manu noticed too, and I saw her lean in and say something quietly. Amu looked at her, then to Amy and me. He hesitated, then slowly lay back, his brown penis standing tall over his body. Manu moved over him and took his cock between her lips.

I smiled and felt myself growing tense inside Amy. I felt her hips rolling forward with each thrust, used one hand to support my weight while the other moved between us and slid over Amy's swollen clit. She moaned and shuddered, and each stroke of my body in hers made her jerk and grunt. Amy came suddenly, tightening, freezing, then a become a mass of trembling flesh and lovely cries.

Manu rose over Amu and took his penis inside her pussy. I couldn't see the man's face, but I could see his cock disappear between Manu's labia quite clearly. His hands were moving over Manu's back and pulling her down over him.

I used both hands to hold my body just over Amy and kissed her, her arms sliding over my back and holding me down against her as we mated, her pregnant pussy swollen and tight around my length. I groaned into Amy's mouth and ground my groin into her crotch. I felt myself tense and grow warm, shuddering. Amy's hands moved to my ass and squeezed my butt, then grasped my flesh and drove it against her body firmly.

I climaxed hard, ejaculating my semen into Amy's vagina in fast, tight spurts. I grunted and cried out as I came in the sixteen-year old's pregnant pussy, and vibrated as my orgasm peaked and I flushed with euphoria.

Amy held me inside her tight hole as we kissed, the walls of her cunt squeezing involuntarily from time to time as my cum soaked into her body.

I looked up to see Amu thrusting up inside Manu as she rode him, heard grunts from them both as I slid to Amy's side and stroked her stomach. Amu's body stiffened and seconds later, I saw white fluids begin to run down his shaft from where it was unloading in Manu's vagina. She rode him slowly, then stopped as his softening penis slipped out, a rush of cum running out to pool on his groin.

I leaned back and slowly shared touches with Amy as we relaxed and enjoyed our orgasms. I could see Hakee, Nina, and Kate making love nearby, the others off in other shelters, it seemed. I whispered to Amy that I was going to find Bailey and Katie, and soon joined the two as they napped in our shelter.

Intimacy was our manner of dealing with many things. Joy, sadness, loneliness, confusion, fear. Sometimes it was combinations of those things. But as the typhoon threatened to tear apart our homes, it was moments like those I'd shared with Bailey and Amy that day, and like Amu was sharing with Manu, that helped us cope with the frustration of helplessness. We couldn't stop the storm, and we couldn't do anything beyond our preparations to affect our survival. Scary moments like those made us think about what might happen if we lost someone, or we ourselves were lost, and we often used those times to make love and share ourselves with those we cared for deeply, never knowing for sure that we'd all survive what was coming.

I curled up with Bailey, our child sleeping next to her body on the mattress. I was happy to feel Amy slide in beside us moments later and wrap her arm and leg over my body. I reached back to touch her face and stroked her thigh. “I love you Amy. I love you Bailey. You too, sweet Katie.”

I couldn't sleep, but I wasn't willing to move, and over the hours that followed, Kate and Keekah both came in to spend time with us, and even Hakee and Nina curled up with us when Bailey and Kate were off tending to Katie. Everyone felt the fear and uncertainty, and I did my best to remain stoic on the outside while I trembled with concern within.