Shipwrecked - Chapter 111: Curiosity (Mf/ff preg creampie voy exhib)

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Chapter 111: Curiosity

Amy's handjobs feel very different from Bailey's or Keekah's. Where the latter two wrapped wet fingers around my shaft and stroked me softly, Amy's grip was tight around the base, pulling my skin while sliding up and down my length. That's how I knew it was Amy jerking me off as I woke up the next morning.

She smiled at me and I stretched, groaning lightly as my cock swelled in her hands. Bailey and Keekah had already gone though the sun had yet to rise. Amy stroked me firmly, and she licked the drop of precum from the slit at the tip of my cock.

I pulled her over me, her crotch settling down on my face. I felt her lips wrap around my cock and Amy's mouth started to slide along my skin. I inhaled Amy's fragrance, her young, pregnant pussy ripe with rich, erotic musk. She was wet, her pubes glistening where a thin trail of her discharge had slipped down out of the teen's vagina.

I lapped up her cream and felt her moan on my dick. Amy's slick labia were so tender and wonderful against my tongue. Her hard clit swelled each time I licked her there, my nose brushing against her twitching anus, inhaling the more rich scents found there.

I saw movement out of the corner of my eye, could just make out that someone was looking down the passageway from the common room. There was a candle lit in our bedroom, as was our recent custom. Since the heat had returned, we started working in the predawn hours more. Whomever got up first usually lit a candle so that those following could see to start their day.

The light from the candle was just enough to catch movement, and I saw the twinkle of an eye peering from around the corner. A second later, another face appeared on the opposite side of the passage entrance.

I whispered, “we're being watched...”

Amy moaned around my penis and I swelled in her mouth.

I thought it was the twin girls looking on. I tried not to make it obvious that I saw them, so I couldn't tell more about their expressions, other than to note that both faces kept watching.

I lapped Amy's clit hard a moment, using my tongue to slide down the hard nub before circling it a few times. She came and my cock slid from her mouth. “Ohhhh... oooohhh... OOOOOHHH... OHHHHH... uhhhnnnn... oh... ohhh...” Amy didn't hold back as her body convulsed, more light fluids drooling from her vagina and into my mouth.

Amy stood and I saw the faces retreat quickly. The sixteen-year old turned around, facing me, and sat down on my cock, taking me inside her pregnant pussy in one movement. “Ohh... Amy... Ohh...”

She felt amazing riding me. Amy's cunt was a lot like her handjobs. Whereas Bailey and Keekah's vaginas were smooth and evenly-tight, Amy's hole was very tight near the entrance, becoming smooth and even once inside. It primed my cock in a way that I'd never felt with another woman. When her pussy clenched, it really squeezed around her entrance the hardest.

And when Amy was on top, the sensation was increased. It was like being milked by a tight, silky glove. In moments I began to fill with tension and I started to groan, “ohh... Amy... gonna cum... ohh... yes...” Ejaculate forced through the grasp of her tight vagina and rushed into her body in several... powerful... spurts. Amy ran her hands over my chest as I filled her with my cum, her pregnant pussy overflowing quickly.

She came to rest over me and laid her chest onto mine. We shared a breathless kiss as my penis softened and slipped out of her vagina. I glanced to the passage again, two identical faces once more peering in.

Amy noticed and softly giggled as she kissed me. “Wonder what they think...”

“No idea. I think they may have never seen anything like this before. That, or they have and they enjoy watching...”

“You already want to fuck them, don't you, my lovely perv?”

To be honest, I hadn't gotten that far, too many other things on my mind since they arrived. I laughed. “I do now that you brought it up.” I kissed her again. “I dunno, I have my hands full right now...” I meant that in two ways as my fingers slid down Amy's body and cupped her soft, narrow ass. “Where would I find the energy?”

Amy purred and laughed lightly. “Oh, I'm sure you'd find the energy... Besides... I kinda like watching you with someone else...”

“I've noticed.”

“Wasn't that way at first, you know...” I remembered how we'd worked through a period where Amy was jealous and upset that, without talking to her first, I'd had sex with Hakee. Amy had also felt replaced as my 'new girlfriend.' It had been very unfair to Amy, and I'd made sure that never happened again. Amy began to grow into the relationships and over time, she'd lowered her boundaries around Hakee and others. Things had changed even more when Kate and Nina arrived with me, and Amy had become much more accepting of our relationships.

“I know... I love you, Amy... I hope you always feel that...”

She kissed my lips and we shared passionate moments before she responded. “I do... I don't know how you do it, Kal, but even with all the time you spend with the others, you make me feel special and loved... don't ever change.”

- - -

I set out alone after breakfast just as the sun gave enough light to see. I wanted to discuss with the others the difficult choices regarding Kunomo's offer. I got caught in a brief rain shower on the way, but it was light and the trees caught most of it, making it a fairly easy trip.

I found Gale first and let her know the details. She called the others in for a break so that we might have the discussion.

We kicked it around for an hour and didn't have a firm consensus. Tok and Nina joined Hakee in being in favor of endorsing the idea. Gale, Kate, and Manu were inclined to disapprove. Mie and Poln offered no significant weight either way. Amu waffled back and forth, ultimately deciding that he couldn't decide.

Eyes eventually turned to me and I knew it was expected that I'd be the one to make the final call. It was a role that, at times, I found difficult to accept. When I'd been in the business world, it had been different. It was easier to crunch numbers and make realistic assessments, and I was often a leader in any meeting, and when I was not leading, I tried to give every consideration a skeptical, even-handed view.

On the island, much as our relationships were somewhat decentralized, we didn't have anyone appointed as the leader. I knew the others often looked up to me for some things, but Manu or Gale, even Tok and the teens, were each as likely to take charge on various issues. Yet, more and more, I was finding others wanting me to make decisions on complex issues. While it wasn't always easy to accept, a part of me did relish being the one in charge, even if it was a rarely used power.

I had kicked around the proposal on the walk up to the North, and again did so as the others weighed in. Ultimately, I felt the risk was worth it, that, if we were careful, we could reduce the likelihood of being followed, of being visited by those eager to take back what we stole. Because we couldn't prevent being visited by unfriendly people, we were always at risk no matter what we did. That was crucial enough to me to side with accepting Kunomo's proposal.

I headed back as soon as we had all agreed that was an acceptable position, even if some still thought it was too risky.

- - -

Kunomo took the news well when we talked over a late afternoon meal. Despite the typhoon, our snail farm had survived, and we feasted on the mushroom and snail dish which had become a special treat for us. Through Keekah, I asked, “have you discussed things with the others? Will the teens wish to speak more?”

Kunomo looked a bit unsettled a moment, then told Keekah, “they have decided they wish to stay, that they like it here and want to try living here. They know it is temporary, that they are to return to Uhonamona once things are better repaired there. I think,” he said through my young wife, “they are being rebellious.”

“How so?”

“Temptation is here, yes? They see your flesh and they are curious. I think they do not understand.”

I shrugged, “perhaps you are right. But they are old enough to know about these things, old enough to make choices. You cannot hide them from it forever. If they are not already active, they will be soon.”

Kunomo did not like hearing me suggest that the teens might have already explored their sexuality. He spoke rapidly to Keekah, “he denies such things have happened, these children are not exposed to such things in his village, they do not see those things there.”

I decided to bite my tongue on how naïve such talk was when dealing with ripening and maturing teen bodies and minds. Instead, I offered, “you may be right. I promise you this: we will be kind to them and show them love, support them and offer them lessons in English and the other classes we provide the girls and Poln. We'll teach them what we know so that when they return to your village, they will have matured more than just physically.”

Kunomo nodded and seemed to accept that his hands were largely tied.

I could see the four teens down by the water with Amy as they picked shellfish from the sandy bottom. “See,” I said through Keekah, “they are already becoming friends.” Keekah had earlier convinced them to shed their clothes anytime they got in the water. They had brought a few changes of clothing, but they usually bathed with their own genders in the nude, so they had nothing to cover themselves with in the surf. As before, the four had shyly dropped their rough clothes and rushed into the water before their embarrassment became worse.

Kunomo and Kahan talked a moment, then Keekah told me, “they wish to leave at dawn. He asks if there is any business left to discuss.”

I shook my head, “no, I think we are agreed. We'll go over the details of the raid when he returns for Tok and Gale.” I reached down to where I had rolled a couple of joints on a plate. “Shall we indulge?”

Kunomo smiled and in moments, the three of us were toking the sticky grass while Keekah went down to the surf.

It was awkward, sitting around the fire with the two men, unable to speak to them without Keekah present. They chatted with each other a bit, but largely ignored me. After we finished the second joint, I excused myself as best I could and went down to the West to urinate and empty my bowels.

Once that was done, I moved back East to see how the shellfishing was going. Amy greeted me, Keekah back up talking with the men by the fire. “Looks like you're doing great,” I said.

“Three buckets so far, wanna start cleaning them?”

I noticed that the four teens were doing their best to stay under the water, especially the twins. Eyes kept darting over my nakedness, and I remembered the looks of the two thirteen-year olds as they watched Amy and I that morning. I wondered just how much their embarrassment was due to the presence of the men from their village. I expected that, like coeds on spring break, once away from the norms of their society and out of view of those whose eyes will judge them, they might come out of their shell and show less embarrassment and more curiosity. Time would tell.

I retrieved the tools I used to clean the clams and scallops and set about getting them scooped out and into a freshwater rinse. Keekah returned and she spoke with the visitors a moment, then looked at me, grinning. “What?” I asked.

“Kylana and the twins cannot believe you are naked in front of them. They say they have never seen such a thing before.”

“I have a hard time believing they've never seen naked men before.”

“Not like this, no. Only brief glimpses, sometimes of Hunamu which they tease him about. Definitely not white man. They cannot believe the color of your dick. They think it looks too pink. Not like Hunamu.” Keekah laughed again. “I told them it will taste different, too. They laughed.”

The girls were all looking quite shy and embarrassed, but I was more convinced it was as much an act as anything else. They were expected to act a certain way around Kunomo and Kahan, but their curiosity and libidos combined to make them all-to-aware of my genitals.

Hunamu was very quiet and trying to keep himself from blushing. I'm not sure if he was uncomfortable with the conversation, or perhaps, he, too, was somewhat embarrassed to see naked genitals on Keekah and Amy. Perhaps he was a bit flustered to be naked in front of his sisters. Whatever it was, he said nothing that Keekah mentioned.

It was obvious that Keekah was rather enjoying her role as translator, as well as how she would serve as a mentor, of sorts, to the newcomers. Knowing Keekah, I expected that sex would be a frequent topic of discussion.

- - -

Kunomo and Kahan set out the next morning as soon as they had light. We sent them with most of the seaweed as it continued to wash in thick. I also gave them a big bag of marijuana as a gesture of goodwill. I hoped for both our peoples things worked out well.

The rest of the day, the eight of us fished and collected seaweed, Keekah walking the newcomers through our daily chores and spending time giggling with them. It didn't take long once the men left for the teens to appear less shy and more openly look at naked bodies, including mine.

We shared a meal of seaweed soup spiked with a couple of cloves of garlic and all the fish we'd caught which weren't currently drying on racks. We offered the teens the huts usually reserved for Tok and Gale, as well as the one shared by Hakee and Nina, but they insisted they would rather stay together in the common room.

That night, as I settled down with Bailey, Keekah, and Amy, I listened to them talking a while before they quieted down. They were excited to be doing something new. At that age, I certainly would have been feeling the same. For the first time in their lives, they were without the watchful eyes of the adults typically restricting their actions. They'd lost their parents only recently, and I'm sure they still felt that awful sting. They seemed to be doing rather well, considering, and I hoped they eased in to our group and became comfortable spending a few weeks with us. Keekah would certainly go a long ways towards ensuring they did.