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, 11

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

	- 4'10, 115lbs, 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

	- Fiancee 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, 52

	- Newcomer to the island, widowed hermit

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

By the time we poked our heads out the next morning, the storm had largely gone to our West. There was still heavy cloud cover mixed with bouts of wind and rain, but the heart of the typhoon had passed and left us more or less intact.

The garden in the North was an unknown, and I doubted the news would be as encouraging there. Gale and Manu headed to the fields as soon as it was light enough see, taking Amu, Mie, Poln, Hakee, and Nina along. They planned to stay at least a week and would send someone back that evening to let us know what they'd found.

The rest of us started immediately on clean up duties. Tok got underway repairing the damage to the shelters with the help of Amy, Kate, and me while Keekah and Bailey worked their way up the stream, removing debris and fixing the many places the channel had been blocked or had collapsed.

Kate and I kept Katie close to us while Bailey worked in the trees, and I could tell that Kate savored any moment she could pull back and hold the infant to her tit to feed. She couldn't hide the pride and joy she felt giving my daughter her milk.

The day slipped away quickly as we worked. The days spent inside had made us all eager to get things back to normal, and we put in a robust effort that lasted from dawn until dusk, making strong progress on all fronts.

Hakee came back to camp from the North in the early afternoon. It was as we'd feared. The fields had taken a brutal thrashing and we'd lost all of the crops left unpicked. The plants themselves were largely destroyed with only few exceptions. The irrigation was likewise heavily damaged.

Gale estimated it would take at least three weeks of work to bring the gardens back around, perhaps more. She wanted to keep at least five or six people there at all times in order to get things done as quickly as possible. I helped Hakee pack up a large sack of foodstuffs and supplies they'd need before she headed back with just enough light left to make the journey.

“What about the cabin?” I'd asked.

Hakee shook her head. “Just... gone. Nothing left but a few broken pieces of wood.”

I groaned. “Where are you to sleep?”

“Tonight, by the lake in the tree cover, in the place where it forms a natural canopy.”

I knew the spot she meant. It was near the South rim of the lake where several short, dense trees formed a semi-circle, a bed of ferns and grasses in the middle. I knew it was not an optimal spot. “You'll be exposed there.” I looked at the cloud cover. “Rain is still likely for a few days. Any other options?”

“Only coming back here each night, which Gale doesn't want to do. She said we need to hurry to repair the fields. We just got started on picking up the debris, and it is going to take some time to get around to turning the fields, fixing the ditches, and replanting.”

I thought a moment, looking to where Tok continued to hammer and mend the shelters. “There's a lot to do here, but what if Tok and I came up just long enough to build a new cabin? The shelters here are safe enough for now, and Kate and the others have more than enough to stay busy. The thought of you all being stuck out if another storm hits troubles me.”

Hakee shrugged. “Maybe.”

I talked to Tok before Hakee left and he agreed that it made sense to do that immediately so that those working on the fields had somewhere warm and dry to rest and recover their strength. I told Hakee to let Gale know that we'd be along just after dawn the next day.

Hakee left while it was still light and I returned to assisting Tok and Kate. Once it was too dark to work, we ate a hot meal around the fire with the others, our backs and muscles very sore from the day-long efforts we'd made to repair the storm's damage. Tok and I discussed what to do about the cabin. He felt that we could carry most of what we'd need and then cut rough logs to build a structure. It wouldn't be a long-term solution, but it would provide a shelter in the North until we had time to properly rebuild the cabin.

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For the next two days, Tok and I worked with downed trees to put up the North shelter. It was rough, to be sure, but the man was an expert at shaping the logs and binding them, and by the end of the second day, we had in place a temporary shelter that would serve until we had time for something better.

The devastation to our crops was as bad as Hakee had told us. Despite the work already put in, there were still downed limbs and foliage strewn over the entire acreage. What few plants still held root in the soil were broken and twisted, already browning and dying. The only crops which had survived, in a sense, were the tubers and potatoes, and it was unclear if enough of their leaves remained to keep them growing. So, Gale had directed they be dug up and salvaged as best they could, reserving some for use in replanting, sending the rest back to camp.

It was a complete rebuild, and the prospects of the next few months without fresh fruits and vegetables was frightening. Gale assured me that our store of dried and salted foods, supplemented with some of the items which had survived (purple nut trees, wild onions, and a few banana-fruits still growing), should be enough to see us through so long as our abundant supply of fish and seafood remained available. We'd fished for our dinner the night Hakee was in camp, and we'd had no problem pulling in more than enough that day. I hoped we'd continue to be so fortunate.

Tok and I returned, and for the next two weeks, we broke our backs on the work needing done. Often, it was little things, like repairing cracks in walls or finding blockages in our water system, but it all added up to a lot of work, and each night, I'd collapse with Kate and the teens to sleep heavily and try to recover for more of the same the next morning.

Gale sent someone to check in with us every few days, and progress was slowly being made. It took over a week to clean the fields and reform the irrigation ditches. They made a few changes to the system which made it more efficient, then began the laborious task of turning over the soil and reforming the long rows.

They planted from our abundant seed supply all of the normal items plus added in ones we had yet to try, including a type of white corn, chickpeas, a new kind of yellow squash, and two new varieties of beans. We hoped that enough warm weather was left to raise the bulk of the crops quickly. Once winter arrived, we were reduced to just a few plants which would get enough sunlight and warmth to produce fruit, though we were lucky that those often included some of our most robust options.

By April 16th, we'd finished the work around the beach camp, and Kate and Tok went North to help with the crops, which Gale estimated still needed another week or so of work. I stayed in the South with Amy, Keekah, Bailey, and Katie.

Over those weeks, it became clear that Amu was more than pulling his weight. He rose early and started work before the others in the fields, was usually the last to put down for the night. He had survived typhoons before and knew tricks to recovering and getting things going quickly. He also had suggestions which shaped the new irrigation ditches, as well as ideas around which plants to put in specific areas of the fields to optimize their production.

It was also clear that Manu was intensely attracted to the man, and he was returning the attention. They shared a spot in the North cabin together each night and were often seen holding hands, kissing, or just talking quietly together. I felt happy for her. She'd always been a bit of a loner amongst us, in some ways, and especially so after Hona died. Amu offered her companionship beyond what the rest of us could, and it warmed me to know that she was growing closer to the man.

We'd found early on that our tree farm had survived the best of all. One or two of them had toppled and were lost, but most had weathered the storm mostly intact, and we thought they were doing just fine. We'd yet to see production from any of them, but still held out hopes that a couple of them would start bearing fruit by the upcoming winter months.

Keekah and Amy were both showing their pregnancies by this time, each with a lovely round bulge, their breasts swollen and just a bit heavier. It was incredibly arousing to see the teens work and rest, knowing my child was in each of them.

Bailey napped after dinner on the 16th, taking Katie into our shelter and leaving me with the two pregnant young women. We'd all been much too exhausted during the weeks of recovery to have much energy for intimate moments, but I was feeling good and was absently stroking my cock sitting near the fire.

“I see what's on your mind,” Amy said leaning back and spreading her legs, her hand moving slowly over her pregnant pussy. “Mine too...”

Keekah laughed and slid onto her knees. “Mmm-hmm,” she purred as her lips parted and her tongue teased the tip of my cock, drawing off the precum gathering there. I moaned and relaxed as Keekah's mouth engulfed my dick, her head moving up and down its length as she cupped my balls.

Amy watched as she masturbated, her face a sheet of pleasure, her mouth open slightly, her eyes looking to where Keekah gave me a blow job.

I had a powerful urge to taste the girl's pregnant pussies, so I pulled Keekah off my cock and slid her into a chair, parting her thighs and putting her legs over my shoulder as I gazed at her dark, hairy vulva.

I lapped the fifteen-year old's slit a moment, tasting her briny sweat and pungent arousal, a faint, bitter hint of her earlier urination mixing with the slightly sweet and rich cream from her vagina. She held the back of my head with her legs as her fingers clawed at my hair, her body twitching and growing tense.

I probed Keekah's slick, welcoming hole, felt her shudder each time I ran my tongue up against the roof of her channel. I bore down on her clit with my lips and tongue while I slid two fingers into her wet pussy, rubbing firmly on the rough patch inside.

Keekah bucked and squeezed my head, her cries lovely in the warm night air. I felt Amy's hands run over my ass, squeezing my flesh before she moved one down over my anus. She paused there a moment, hesitating. When I moaned into Keekah's pussy, Amy drew back, wet her finger, and started to play with my asshole.

Keekah came hard as my fingers rubbed her G-spot and my lips sucked on her clit. She ejaculated into my mouth and on my chin, her fluids thin, slightly creamy, slightly bitter. I swallowed and moaned as I drank all of the squirt I could from Keekah's body. Amy's finger slid inside my ass and she rested it against my prostate.

I came up for air as Keekah vibrated, her climax making her shudder and grow weak, her legs falling from my shoulders. Amy probed my butt, often running over the sensitive nub just inside, and I could feel my cock dripping pre-ejaculate onto the sand below.

I took Amy's wrist and kept her inside me as I rose on my knees and brought my penis to Keekah's vagina. The fifteen-year old watched me with glazed eyes, keeping her legs spread and moving forward a few inches. I slid into her tight, sloppy hole in one movement, both of us crying out, the pressure of Keekah's pussy and Amy's finger in my ass had me shooting jets of precum into the dark-skinned girl's body.

I fucked Keekah quickly, and Amy continued to rub me just right. She withdrew a moment and I looked back to see why. Amy's face disappeared behind me and I felt her tongue drawing over my asshole. It was so soft and gentle, the way the sixteen-year old carefully licked me there. I slowly slid myself in and out of Keekah's body, enjoying softness and erotic sensations on both sides of my body.

Amy probed my hole with her tongue and I moaned uncontrollably. I held myself still, my penis wrapped completely by Keekah's pregnant, spasming vagina. Amy's tongue moved over and around my anus, then back inside. I felt myself swelling in Keekah's body.

Amy shifted her face just slightly to the right and then the tip of her finger pushed into my ass once more.

I came immediately, powerfully, crying out as I jerked and felt ejaculate burning out of my cock. I clenched my anus instinctively, trapping Amy's finger in my body, more semen rushing out, burning out, to splash inside Keekah.

It was overwhelming and amazing to have Amy fingering my ass while I came in Keekah. I found that I didn't grow soft as Amy slowly moved her finger in and out.

I slid out of Keekah and turned to Amy, grabbing a blanket from the back of a chair and spreading it quickly onto the sand. I laid down and directed Amy to sit on my face. She lowered her sixteen-year old body and I lapped quickly against her pregnant pussy.

The Asian teen was dripping and clearly turned on by what she'd been doing. I saw her bring her finger to her nose and inhale my scents. She shuddered over me and within moments, she came on my tongue. The teen's discharge ran out of her vagina and coated my mouth. I swallowed the sweet, rich cream and licked her swollen hole for more.

I pushed her down my body and turned her around. “I want to try something...” I said, excited by a new idea. I was on my back and brought my legs up high and back towards my chest. I motioned Amy to squat over my thighs and cock, facing away from me. She did so and I guided my penis into her vagina.

It was an awkward position at first, and it took us a moment to find a rhythm that worked for both of us. When we did, I found it incredibly arousing to see Amy leaning away from me, my dick being fucked by her pussy, her tight little asshole visible between her ass cheeks.

I felt a tongue draw across my balls and realized that Keekah had settled down to lick me. With my legs held behind and under Amy, the Asian teen had spread her legs and given the brown-skinned girl easy access to our genitals. Amy shuddered as Keekah's tongue moved from my balls to my shaft and up to her clit.

“Put a finger in his ass,” Amy moaned to Keekah, “he likes that...”

She was right. It wasn't something I'd had a lot of experience with, but the sensation was powerful. I felt Keekah's tongue move over my anus and she licked it a moment before probing my hole with her finger.

I decided to do the same to Amy. While Keekah slid her digit into me deeper, and Amy slid up and down my penis, I wet my index finger and teased Amy's butthole a moment, then added more saliva and pushed inside her ass.

She rocked heavily as her head rolled back, her body moving up and down over mine. I was nearing another orgasm by then. My cock was on fire in Amy's pussy, my ass on fire from Keekah's finger, and Amy's warm, tight anus grasped my finger so wonderfully as I explored her rectum.

Amy came hard, her asshole clenching and squeezing as her vagina spasmed on my cock. She rocked her hips up and down over my legs, driving my dual penetrations deeper into her holes. Keekah hit my prostate and rubbed the spot a few seconds before I felt like she was milking the cum out of my body.

I ejaculated slowly and steadily, cum running into Amy's pussy as Keekah probed my ass. My orgasm crashed over me many seconds after I'd started to fill Amy's cunt with my semen. It squished out around the teen's labia and ran down over where Keekah fingered my asshole. Long after my climax peaked and filled me with pleasure, I could feel myself pissing cum into Amy's channel.

I finally had to pull off Keekah's finger. It was my first experience of the sort, and it made me cum incredibly hard. It also made me overly sensitive, both in my ass and along the head of my cock, and I couldn't take more at that time, though I very much wanted to.

Amy climbed off me slowly and shook her hips, my sperm drooling out from between her labia, her pregnant pussy still full of my semen. She sank down into a chair and purred contentedly, smiling and looking sleepy.

I shared a kiss with Keekah, then led the two down to the water to clean up. We went in to our chests, the surf calm for the first time in several days. I felt my bladder straining. “Need to piss...”

It was a suggestion Amy understood. She pressed her body against me, my penis nestled in the crack of her tight ass. I pushed the head of my cock against her anus, and with effort, let go, pissing strongly against Amy's wonderful butthole. Keekah watched us a moment, smiled, then straddled Amy's leg.

Amy giggled and I knew Keekah was peeing on her under the water. My bladder had been full and I pissed a long time against Amy's anus. I'm sure some of it was forced inside her butt.

Keekah climbed off Amy's thigh and the Asian teen laughed, “two of you peeing on me... it's so warm!” We somehow managed to finish washing ourselves without fucking again. We were exhausted, sharing our first powerful intimacy in many weeks, and it showed in how little energy we had left as we dried and rinsed with clean water before sliding into bed with Bailey.