Shipwrecked - Chapter 120: Home Again (Mf MFf preg creampie masturbation)

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Chapter 120: Home Again

The last mile or so seemed to take forever. It was dark by the time Nina felt we were close enough to anchor for the night, still in deep enough water that the boat was not in danger of swinging around into shoals or a shallow sandy bottom.

I could see two silhouettes on the beach, one which had to be Kate, the other not as clear. I wondered if they yet knew we were friendlies. I shouted out, “It's us!” to anyone listening. I saw shapes rush from the shelters, the camp fire flickering enough to show their passage. I could hear shouted but muffled replies which were lost as the wind raced across the beach towards the West. I felt giddy with anticipation.

While Nina shut the boat down, Hakee, Popko, and I went through the process of getting the rowboat over the side and into the water, then lowered the rope ladder. Hakee crawled down and secured the smaller vessel. I made sure Nina was on her way after checking that the hatches to the lower sections were secured. We joined the others and rowed to shore.

Before I could get out of the boat, Amy jumped into my arms, flying over the edge to wrap herself around me. Keekah was right behind her, and as Hakee, Nina, and Popko left the vessel and hugged the others, I kissed my wives and wondered where Bailey was at that time.

I managed to disentangle myself long enough to step into the surf, Nina and Hakee then dragging the boat up the beach a ways. Kate wrapped herself around me and we kissed a moment. Then I spotted Bailey.

She was standing back a few feet, Katie held against her breast. My young wife looked stoic. Not unhappy or angry, but calm and proud. Kate kissed me then let me go, and in seconds I was taking Bailey and Katie into my arms.

“I missed you so much, Bailey. Both of you. Oh, Katie, I missed you!”

Bailey held me loosely, making sure we didn't squish our daughter between us. “I missed you, too, Kal... I cannot tell you how happy I am right now. You kept your promise...”

“I did my best... I worried about you the whole time...”

“And I, you,” she replied. “But there were things to do, storms that hit, a heavy branch fell on our shelter in the night. Kate was bruised a bit on her leg.” Bailey motioned to the redhead, then back up towards the camp. “We fixed it, though. Even without you and Tok and Gale, we fixed it and it's good as new.”

I smiled at her, “I'm proud of you, my love. Must have been hard work.”

“It was,” she said, finally starting to show her relief and joy with a toothsome smile, “but we managed. Kate's alright, just caught part of the branch on her as it fell. Thankfully, it stopped before it crushed her leg. Just a big, purple bruise there now. She's getting around fine. Manu came down from the North to check her out, said that it all looked like it would heal on its own. Just gave her a few painkillers, but after the first night, Kate refused them.”

Kate was beside me, trying to show me her bruise in the dim light. I suggested we make our way back to camp and talk around the fire before the wind rushing ahead of the storm blowing in from the East became much stronger.

I held Bailey's hand as we walked, the warmth of her flesh so welcome and wonderful. I felt the tenderness of her age, but I also felt the strength. Bailey was no weak flower. No one on the island was, but it would have been easy for my young wife to give in to despair and let her responsibilities for our daughter and her age be excuse for not stepping up, for doing less than she did. Instead, like she always seemed to do, Bailey met every challenge and showed her perseverance and her dedication to those she loved.

The teens from Uhonamona had already gotten the fire going stronger, warming the remains of the night's stew for the four of us to consume. They greeted me with smiles and nakedness. I wasn't sure when that had happened, the teens wavering before I left on whether to go without clothing. I didn't stare, but I did notice the tufts of dark fur on Tila and Tika's mounds, richer, fuller bushes between Kylana's thighs and above Humanu's penis.

I hugged each of them and felt sincere kindness in their embraces. I could tell they were eager for information from their home.

Nina, Hakee, Popko, and I ate stew and drank island wine as we recounted our adventures. There were few questions, and we had just finished our food and our tale when the storm finally hit, heavy drops of rain pounding us sporatically a few seconds before the larger downpour began. We raced to the shelters and joined together again in the common room.

Manu, Amu, Poln, and Mie were still in the North, the Uhonamonan teens having returned a couple of days before with news that the new garden project was nearing completion. Kate handed me a lit joint as I settled between her and Bailey, and for the first time in weeks, I began to relax.

“In the morning,” I said, “we need to offload the boat. Right now, we need to contact Kunomo with the radio. Hopefully there is some juice in those batteries.” Nina already had one of the radios out and fired it up, a small beep and a couple of lights showing that it had some power. We had planned to contact the Uhonamonans as soon as we arrived, though we knew they might not be listening when we called.

Nina sent several attempts to contact in the native language, but no answer came back. It was possible that the storm was preventing the skipping needed to contact the other radios, but I knew too little about the short-wave designs to know for sure. We got no response and eventually, gave up.

“Popko wishes to stay with us for a while, and I hope you will all welcome him here. He performed admirably during the raid, and I believe he has much to contribute.” I had already told the others that the Uhonamonans might disapprove of the young man leaving their village without permission, so they understood that there might be issues later when contact was made.

Popko was drooping, and I was beginning to match his heavy eyelids. I still wore clothes, as did the others who had arrived on the boat. I shed them to interested looks from the Uhonamonan teens, and announced that I needed rest. I kissed the others goodnight, then was joined by Kate, Keekah, Amy, and Bailey in our shelter moments later. Just before climbing into bed, I gave them each their pendants. Keekah offered to make necklaces on which to hang them.

A few lovely words and kisses and hugs followed, and then I was quickly asleep.

- - -

I woke in the night unable to return to sleep. I don't know how long I was out, but I felt refreshed. I woke knowing that I would be able, for the first time in many months, to drink a cup of hot coffee within a few hours. I felt myself growing excited by the prospect.

I doubt it was thoughts of coffee which had my penis hard against Bailey's body. Her beautiful, soft ass cheeks were pressed against my groin while Keekah's breasts were against my back. It took no effort at all to slide down just a bit and push the head of my cock between Bailey's labia.

She wasn't wet there, so I mostly held still, just enjoying the heat from the fourteen-year old's genitals. I slowly, gently, ground against her, not slipping inside but just teasing myself against the entrance to her vagina. I soon was drooling precum into her hole, and her channel began to grow slick.

Bailey didn't stir as I pushed inside of her pussy. For a moment, I just held inside of her, the intense heat of her cunt radiating through me completely. I drew out and back in, then heard her sigh, then again. Her arm slowly reached back and rested on my thigh. I pushed in deeper and felt her shudder at the movement.

I fucked Bailey very slowly as we spooned, wrapping my arm around her to caress her milk-filled breasts. I whispered, “I love you, Bailey,” in her ear as my penis slipped in and out of her young hole.

“I love you, Kal... ohhh... I've missed this... uhnnn...” I tried to move slowly so as not to wake the others, though I would certainly have enjoyed them joining in. Bailey's cunt was fiery and slick, wrapped around my length perfectly, her tender folds wet with her arousal and mine.

I don't know how long we made love like that, but I came slowly, gently after some time, my orgasm lasting long seconds as I pumped my semen into Bailey's vagina. She held still as I ejaculated, taking my load as she held her breath, then let out a sigh as I finished filling her body with my seed. I trembled and so did she. I stayed inside here long after my climax, touching her face, fondling her lovely breasts, her milk leaking lightly onto my fingers. I drew the moisture down over Bailey's stomach and massaged it into the folds around her clit.

She moaned quietly, and without much motion, I brought my fourteen-year old wife to orgasm, my fingers wet with her milk, her swollen clit throbbing against my skin. I kissed Bailey's neck as she came, her vagina spasming around my half-hard penis which stayed inside her body. We came down together and rested. Bailey turned back to me, my cock slipping from her pussy, my seed spilling out between us, and she kissed me deeply, her eyes closed, her hands moving over my face and through my salty hair.

I lay kissing her for an hour or more, doing nothing more than showing Bailey how much I loved her, and she did the same for me. It was a wonderful way to wake up.

I finally whispered, “don't think I can sleep anymore, I'm going to get up and check on the storm.” I could still hear the breeze rushing past, but I heard none of the sheets of rain which had been pounding when we first slid into bed.

“Okay... can you pass me Katie. She's stirring a bit, probably in need of some milk.”

I picked Katie out of her crib and stared at her face, barely visible in the dark room. I felt such joy in that moment, holding my daughter again. I pulled her to my chest and hugged her, moving slowly so as not to wake the others, lost for a moment in the wonderful little life I'd helped create. I felt her fidget a bit, and I knew Bailey was right.

I knelt and settled Katie into Bailey's arms, and the infant quickly latched onto Bailey's right breast. I smiled at them, kissed Katie's forehead, then briefly suckled Bailey's left tit, her warm milk coating my tongue. She giggled, then whispered, “save some for your daughter.” I pulled back, ran my fingers over Bailey's face, grabbed a fresh towel and a blanket, then headed out the door.

The wind still blew strongly, but there was no rain and only a distant rumble of thunder to the West. I couldn't tell the time, so I didn't set about getting breakfast set up.

Instead, I wandered down to the shore, laid out the blanket, and stared out at the waves a while, just taking in the fact that I was home. I really missed that place being away. It struck me how strongly I belonged on the island, how much I needed to be there. I'd never much had a connection to any place in my earlier life. I rather enjoyed being able to drift from place to place, to move and try new locations. Kate and I had lived in San Diego many years, but I never felt like it was home the way I did Phoenix.

I heard a soft, feminine voice nearby and found that Kylana had joined me. She smiled at me, then looked out at the water. She hesitantly said, “he-llo, Kal. Good... uhm... mannig...”

“Good morning to you, Kylana.” She had clearly been practicing her English, but I knew she had a long way to go. “What has you up in the night?”

She didn't understand me, just smiled and shrugged. She was naked, and despite the warm breeze blowing across the sand, seemed to be a bit chilled. I tentatively offered to put my arm around her, and she leaned in to me.

We stood there together, the girl's warm body against mine, for long moments. The clouds broke in just the right spot and showed the partial moon shining through. As a result, I could make out the boat anchored off shore. I couldn't help craving the coffee still stored in the hold.

Bailey was beside me suddenly, Katie wrapped in a thick cloth and held against her chest. I put my arm around her and held her to me. She asked quietly, “good to be home, Kal?”

“So good... So good...”

Kylana watched Bailey a moment, her eyes drawn to Katie. When Bailey noticed, she said, “would you like to hold her?” She made a motion that demonstrated her meaning. Kylana nodded, and I watched as Bailey passed our daughter to the fifteen-year old. Kylana's face lit up as she held Katie against her, then she smiled at Bailey, said, “theenk... you... preet-ee gowl...”

I hugged my young wife to me, enjoying sharing that moment with Kylana as well. I heard a sharp intake of breath and saw that Katie had latched on to the teen's dark, puffy breasts. Kylana giggled but didn't try to push the infant away. Bailey laughed freely and reached around me to stroke Katie's light red hair.

As the breeze began to settle into light swirls, the child soon gave up trying to suckle from the teen's milk-less tits and struggled a little in her arms. Kylana offered the girl back to Bailey, and soon the infant was again at my young wife's breast, pulling warm milk from her body.

Kylana looked at me grinning, perhaps a touch embarrassed and a touch turned on. It wasn't all that strange for women to be aroused when a child suckles, even if that sexual energy was not directed at the infant. I'm sure the sensation is powerful and tantalizes nerves which respond by mirroring the feelings of arousal and sexual excitement. Kylana's dark, puffy nipples were swollen and lovely.

Bailey yawned and said she would return to bed, just wanted to check on me. My lovely wife cast me a knowing smile and then drew her eyes to Kylana, then back to me. Her smile widened, her eyes letting me know it was ok at spend time with the girl. She kissed Kylana's cheek and then my lips before heading up the sand towards our hut, leaving me alone again with the Uhonamonan teen.

It was only when I noticed Kylana looking down at the sand near me that I realized I had grown erect. She saw me looking at her and she looked away, grinning. Kylana said something quickly in her language, then darted down the beach, quickly squatting. I could barely make out her form in the filtered moonlight.

She returned slowly with a smile on her face, casting quick looks to my groin. I turned towards the teen and took her hand, my eyes asking if she wanted to do more than look. She didn't resist, eyes on my genitals. I guided her hand to my cock and she carefully wrapped her fingers around my shaft.

Kylana had only touched me sexually once before, the day she had taken my dick in her mouth while Mie, Nina, and I were playing together. It was a brief encounter, one I had enjoyed, and one I had hoped to build upon.

We stood together, the girl giggling but continuing to slowly move her fingers along my length. She wasn't exactly stroking me, just exploring the way my hard cock felt in her hand. I rested my hand on her cheek, touching her lightly, then drew closer to her. Her eyes met mine and when I opened my mouth near hers, she did the same.

I kissed her almost innocently, letting the teen get used to the sensation. She sank into the moment quickly, letting her body press into mine, her nipples both hard and tender against my chest, my penis sideways against her stomach. Kylana pulled back, turned her head, and giggled, staring out into the distant ocean with a big smile on her face. She turned back almost immediately, looking into my eyes.

We kissed again, and my hands began to move down her neck. I cupped a breast with one hand, her warm little peaches just filling my fingers. She was soft and tender, firmness pushing her puffy areolae up in a perky manner. Kylana trembled lightly as my other hand explored her hips before moving over her firm, slender ass. She didn't have baby fat there any longer, but her body had started to grow and mature, her butt flaring out from her waist as that of a young woman.

I pulled her carefully down onto the blanket, on her side in the center, facing me. We kissed more, and I let my hand trail down to the girl's thighs. It tickled her and her body jerked as she giggled. I laid my fingers along the edge of her dark pubic hair, and asked her, “do you want to be touched there?”

I don't know if she understood my question, but a moment later her thighs parted slightly as the fifteen-year old offered me her sex. I felt Kylana trembling as my fingers swept over her thin slit. I rolled her to her back and her legs parted instinctively. I found her wet, the girl's labia pressed together and slick. My fingers parted her lips and slid along the folds to her clit which was rapidly becoming erect.

She watched my movements as her body started to rock lightly. I twirled her nub, using the teen's own discharge to lightly moisten her flesh. I dipped a finger into her vagina and quickly met her barrier, Kylana's hymen still intact. The teen sighed and rolled her hips as I touched her privates, the girl clearly enjoying the first contact there not her own. I drew Kylana's moisture to my lips and tasted her creamy fluids for the first time.

Her juices held a sweetness that I'd never had matched. It was almost like licking peach nectar, a rich, musky flavor joining with a hint of warm flesh and a bitter drop of her urine. The aroma from Kylana's slickness was rich and fruity, a blossoming citrus and and scalding cream. The scent of a beautiful virgin. I was in heaven. I drew out more and tasted my fingers, then dipped in again, offering it to Kylana.

She took my slick flesh against her lips, not opening at first. I could see her inhale against my fingers a moment, her eyes closed. I knew Kylana was sniffing her own scents. Her lips parted and the teen tasted her own pussy on my skin. She licked a moment, then drew my fingers into her mouth.

I became so turned on that I began to hump myself against her leg, my hard penis drawing a slick trail of precum on her outer thigh.

I pulled my fingers from her mouth and found her clit again, circling it steadily, faster than before. Kylana's clit pulsed and expanded again, her cries becoming more urgent. I kissed her neck, her ear, and her lips, sharing the taste of her pussy between us.

Her back began to bend and her thighs strained as her flesh swelled between her legs. I dipped a finger into her vagina, rubbing her hymen gently, then back to her clit. “uuuuhh... uhhhh... uhhhh... uuuuuuuuhhnnn...”

She panted and strained more, her hips rising suddenly, her thighs clamping around my hand. “UUUUHHHHHH... UHHHHHH... UHHHHHH... UUUUUUUUUUUHHHNNNN... uuuuuhhh...”

Kylana's orgasm was louder and more powerful than I could have expected. The normally-reserved young teen released her inhibitions in one writhing orgasm, her body shuddering as she let go, climaxing with my fingers touching her genitals.

She came down slowly, and when she began to relax, she giggled and looked embarrassed. Kylana looked at me with a small grin, then looked away.

Her body told me we'd gone far enough. Her legs relaxed and she pulled away slightly. I did nothing to press her beyond her comfort level.

Instead, I stared into her eyes and kissed her again, bringing my hand back to her face. I could smell the girl's cum on my fingers as I stroked her skin. She moaned into my mouth as we kissed, and I pulled her to me as I rolled back, resting her head on my chest, her eyes staring up at mine.

Kylana finally let out a sigh, said nothing, and wrapped her arm over my body. Slowly it drifted lower. My penis was still mostly-hard, and when the fifteen-year old's fingers wrapped around my shaft, it grew fully erect with just a couple of strokes.

She watched my face almost innocently a moment, her lips parted slightly as she slowly jerked my cock. I'm sure the pleasure was showing on my face, the teen's smooth skin sliding over where I had drooled precum down my shaft.

Her head turned and looked down my body to where I was growing closer and closer to release, the nearly-innocent movements so powerful and pleasurable. I pressed up into her hand and I felt her squeeze lightly. She just barely moved the skin along my length, but combined with the way her flesh rubbed mine, it had me ready to cum in a very short time.

I groaned as I started to unload. Kylana's head blocked my view, but I felt sperm rush out and felt the girl flinch as it splashed onto her face. She kept hold of my spasming penis, though, and a second shot fired out, hitting her face once more. I ejaculated again, and again, then a fifth spurt of thin semen squirted out, some of which hit my stomach.

Waves of pleasure washed through me as I held Kylana tight against my chest. She was still staring at my genitals where I could feel cum dribbling out of the head of my swollen, throbbing cock. The teen left her hand there a moment while I vibrated, kissing the top of her head.

Kylana turned back to me with a surprised grin on her face, her sticky fingers held out to the side a moment. Semen was all over her left cheek and near her eye, more coating the edge of her lips. A big glob hung down from her chin. She seemed to be asking me what to do next.

I smiled at her and kissed her deeply, holding her in my arms. I was still feeling the pleasure of her hand job, I wanted her to know how good it had felt. “Thank you, Sweetie,” I said quickly, “thank you.”

She seemed to understand that, replied, “yes... uh.. theenk you.”

I licked the sperm from her cheek and from near her eye. She giggled the whole time. Once most of it was in my mouth, I kissed her again, her tongue collecting the cum from mine.

We held like until I heard someone stirring in the camp. Kate and Amy were up and getting breakfast going. I gave Kylana one last kiss and helped her stand. We slipped into the choppy surf and I helped clean the rest of the cum from her face and hair, then led us up to where my wives had gotten the fire going.

Kylana was very shy on the walk back, and if I could have seen it in the darkness on her brown skin, I would have probably noticed her blushing. She didn't meet anyone's eyes, but she couldn't stop smiling. Kate eyed me knowingly as she tossed dried meats and vegetables into the boiling water. Kylana said something quiet that I didn't pick up, then headed back to the common shelter and went inside.

“Having some fun now that you're back?” Kate asked me slyly, eyes drawn to where Kylana had gone inside the shelter. “Not quite the walk of shame... more like the walk of holy-shit-did-we-just-really...”

I laughed. “Something like that. Kylana surprised me earlier, she was ready for something new. Just our hands this time. She really enjoyed herself...”

Amy said, “as did you, I assume.” She walked to me and gave me a deep kiss. “Mmm... I taste her on you.” Amy turned around and pressed her ass against me, making my cock jump. “I've missed you...”

Kate watched as Amy slid her cheeks up and down my crotch, bringing me slowly back to hardness. By the time she reached down and took hold of my cock, I was ready to slide inside of her. Amy brought the tip of my penis to her pregnant vagina and sank back against me, bracing herself against a chair.

I started to stroke her quickly, Amy's pussy so perfect and hot. I'd been so turned on with Kylana that I'd cum easily to her hand, but I really craved the snug embrace of a tight pussy. Amy's cunt was slick and grasping me with each movement. I reached around her waist and slid my finger under her body, finding her clit easily as it hardened to my touch.

“Ohhh... Ohhh... OOOOOHH... UUUUUHH... oooOOoohh... oooOOOoohh... Oh... God...”

She came quickly, my dick churning her juices into froth as I continued to fuck her through her orgasm. Her hole became very slick, Amy's pregnant pussy producing wetness in great volume.

“My turn.” Kate had left the stew to boil and was bending over a chair nearby. She had spread her legs and was fingering herself rapidly.

I pulled out of Amy and felt her suction pull back against me. I moved to Kate and ran my fingers through her reddish pubes, feeling her slick labia already open and waiting. I pushed the slippery head of my cock into the entrance of her vagina and slid inside easily.

Before I could pull back to start fucking her, Kate's cunt clamped down hard as she twirled her fingers around her clit. Her body humped back at me in short, quick jerks. She cried out loudly, “Ohh... Kal... Ohh... Kal... Ooohhyesss... ooooyessssss... oOOOOOYESSSS...” Fluids rushed out of her vagina and sprayed my groin in several rapid bursts. Kate orgasmed strongly, continuing to moan and move her hips while I held still.

I was ready to burst as soon as she started to rock me again. I barely moved as Kate's rhythm back and forth was making my cock swell and burn so wonderfully. I felt the tip of my cock become very sensitive inside Kate's cunt, and I bellowed as I started to release.

Cum rushed from my dick, a small load, delivered in tight, fast spurts. I squeezed out every drop I could into Kate's vagina, my balls completely empty again.

After I pulled back, Amy slid behind Kate and lapped up the small creampie trapped in the redhead's hairy pussy. She purred lightly then licked her lips after she was satisfied.

The three of us shared warm hugs and kisses, then returned to getting breakfast ready. We had a long day ahead of us.