Shipwrecked - Chapter 132: Pain in the Night (MFffff preg creampie)

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Chapter 132: Pain in the Night

Manu was down only a couple of days in camp before she insisted she was well enough to do most chores. Even when she'd been 'taking it easy,' she'd stayed busy, not just teaching Bailey and Kylana about assisting a birth, but mending clothing and sheets, making meals, and checking on leaks in our water system. After those couple of days, Manu was assisting on most everything else.

The Southern Hemisphere Spring arrived with warm winds, then followed with three straight days of monsoon-strength rains and thunderstorms from the West. It kept us inside our shelters throughout, not even daring to go outside once. It simply poured, lightning crashing down all over the island and the surrounding waters, thunder booming. We heard limbs crack and fall several times, and worried that our shelters, which were nestled in the trees, were easy targets for the rain-heavy branches.

It left we six adults little to do but try to relax, read the new books, teach each other, and play together to pass the time. On the last of those soggy, stormy afternoons, Manu even joined in on our intimate fun.

She'd rarely shared herself that way since she and Amu had grown close. The man seemed to fully satisfy her needs, and Manu wasn't interested in doing much more. However, with Amu and the others still in the North, surely as trapped inside as we were, Manu's urges had her stepping into the common room as Keekah rode me slowly, her pregnant belly stretched out over my abdomen.

Amy, Bailey, and Kylana were sharing touches and dancing tongues next to us, and I was nearing an orgasm when I spotted Manu leaning against the wall near where the small passage to her shelter connected with the common shelter. She smiled at me and her daughter, her hand slowly stroking her own furry mound. I nodded for her to join us and she stretched out next to where Keekah slowly humped herself on my cock. I kissed Manu as her hands slid lightly over her daughter's bulging belly then moved behind the teen to fondle her lovely ass.

I brought my fingers down to caress the woman's thigh and she leaned back slightly, parting her legs to allow me access. I found Manu's cunt sweaty and sticky, and I quickly slipped two fingers into her body as Keekah began to orgasm above me.

My pregnant wife rose from my body, juices dripping from her swollen cunt, and I slid over Manu. The woman shifted fully onto her back and spread her thighs wide. I sank into her hot vagina in one smooth motion.

Manu let out a soft sigh as I penetrated her, her hands wrapping over my shoulders and encouraging me to make love to her. I lowered myself and kissed her lips as hands started to slide over my ass, more moving between us to fondle Manu's soft breasts. The others had joined us and were adding to the pleasure Manu and I felt during our copulation.

I had been very close to cumming in Keekah, but I tried my best to hold off as I fucked her mother. Amy slid a hand to Manu's clit and massaged it as Kylana straddled the woman's face and pressed her sweet, silky pussy down on Manu's lips. I felt the woman tense as her body shuddered and jerked, and her vagina clamped down, clenching, as she moaned her orgasm into Kylana's teen pussy.

I felt my semen boiling up from my balls, my cock pulsing, burning suddenly. I ground myself against Manu, my face pressed against Kylana's back where I licked the sweat from her dark-brown skin. All too quickly I was flooding Manu's pussy with my seed, squirting the milky cum in pulses into her body, spasms rippling through me as I emptied my load deep in her silky hot cunt.

I pulled off slowly, savoring the warm, soft folds between the woman's legs as long as possible. My cock plopped free and a glob of white semen slowly pushed out of Manu's vagina. Bailey took my place between the woman's legs and lapped up my cream, mewling like a kitten as she swallowed the load I'd left inside Manu, and soon, the woman was rocking her hips as Bailey's tongue brought her to orgasm.

I stepped away to check on Katie. We'd pulled the crib into the common room since we were spending so much time there. I stopped in surprise to see my daughter standing in the crib, her eyes staring at the scene nearby. She giggled and pointed unsteadily towards my naked groin, and for the first time in a long time, I felt somewhat ashamed of my nakedness. It was an absurd feeling, I knew, but as I had before, I felt uncomfortable in those days displaying sexuality around my growing daughter. I knew she saw the streaks of my sperm and Manu's cream on my half-hard penis, and even though the child had no way of understanding what she was seeing, it gave me serious pause.

I shook off the odd feeling and picked Katie up and held her to my chest. She giggled again and smiled at me. As she had been doing for the last few days, she put her arms around my neck and hugged me. It was an amazing and sweet contact that made me melt inside.

She needed a diaper change, so I stepped off towards my shelter to take care of it. We still had a decent supply of the disposable diapers from months earlier, but we generally used the cloth diapers which could be cleaned and reused. We tried to save the others for emergencies. We kept some in the cabin in the North, and there was another supply of them in the cave. I hoped we never needed to draw on the supplies we kept there.

Diaper changed, I cracked the door to take a look outside. The rain hammered down so heavily I couldn't even make out the edge of the surf. I wondered if the storm was ever going to go away.

“Raiwwn”

I turned to see my daughter pointing as I held her against my chest. Had she just said her first real word?

She smiled as I said, “what, Sweetie?”

She pointed again, “Raiwwn.”

I grinned and laughed. “That's right. Rain.”

“Raiwwn.”

We'd hit another milestone. She'd come close a few times, but we were never certain if she was mumbling a random word or if they were just random sounds, but there was no doubt this time. She understood what she was saying, and my daughter's first word was 'Raiwwn.'

- - -

Over the next few weeks, Katie's vocabulary grew to over a dozen clear words. She finally said 'Mama' just a day after 'rain,' and for some reason, decided I was 'Kowl' after hearing Keekah call me that often enough. She also knew 'finger,' 'hand,' and 'nurse,' or at least close approximations of those words. It was clear her mind was able to draw together objects and actions with the words she spoke.

The storm did let up soon after Katie said 'rain' and we had a decent amount of damage to undo. The fire pit had to be completely uncovered, as did the bunkers. Fallen branches had damaged some of our water system as well as the roof over the sauna. More damage was done to the herb and vegetable patches near the camp. It meant a ton of work to do as soon as the skies finally cleared.

The North faired better, and after a three-day delay due to the storm, the work for the Spring planting came to an end, and most everyone returned to camp. Kate opted to stay behind with Nina and Hakee to maintain our presence there and handle daily work in the fields. Manu was thrilled to have Amu back, and the two disappeared each evening after supper, the sounds of pleasure echoing through our little complex. He had turned fifty-three during late September, and Manu was eager to make up for missing that special day.

Her wrist was nearing the time when she would remove the cast and test it out. She thought it had healed fine, but it was hard to know for certain until she had a chance to test its movement. Regardless, having Amu and most of the others who'd been North back with us made the repair work much easier to accomplish.

We were down to the last month of my wives' pregnancies. While we weren't certain of exactly when each was due, we knew it was sometime in the early or middle parts of November. On October 13, the day Katie turned nine months old, both Amy and Keekah were about eight months along.

Amy's hips had finally spread a bit, but only a bit. I still worried that she was too slender to give birth, but Manu assured me things would be fine. I wondered if she told me that despite her own serious concerns in order to assuage my fears over something I couldn't control. Perhaps, but I worried about it, regardless.

Keekah's breasts swelled even more, now very heavy with milk. Her bulging stomach had grown enormous, and I couldn't believe she wasn't already in labor based on the size. The teen was quite proud of how her chest had grown large, and went out of her way to ensure everyone admired and fondled her breasts whenever she was in the mood.

Amy and Keekah were on the lightest of duty by that point, no heavy lifting, no undue strain. Manu suggested we'd reached the point where regular intercourse was good for the pregnancies. Although I wasn't certain she was right, she told us that it helped the pregnant woman's body get ready to deliver, that semen contained chemicals which were beneficial during the last few weeks of the third trimester.

Whether she was right or not, I wasn't complaining about doing my part. I came in Keekah and Amy often, and while we had to get a bit creative with our positions at times, as well as being careful not to put weight on their stomachs, pregnant sex with my young wives was simply wonderful. Their vulvas had swollen over the past months, and this made them take on darker tones, especially in Amy. I loved the way their slick flesh felt in my fingers, and after sex, I often massaged their folds and pubic areas to relieve the soreness and tension there.

Bailey had taken it as a her special role to clean up Amy and Keekah after our couplings. She loved to lap up the cum I left in each teen's vagina, licking them gently in such a loving and careful manner. It brought me a great deal of joy to see how much the three teens loved each other and cared so much about each other's pleasure and comfort. It was a special treat for all of us.

Manu had Bailey and Kylana practicing what they'd learned about childbirth. Each would pretend the other was giving birth and go through the steps and checks as Manu looked on. I observed them once or twice, and I could tell each girl was diligently paying attention as the drills went on. Should Manu be unable to take the lead, both Bailey and Kylana knew they would be counted on to guide the pregnant teens through the difficult hours during birthing.

Sent by Manu to the West to find something she had used during Katie's birth, the twins returned one afternoon with a handful of a small, green grass, the blades flat and tipped with white rings. The grass was to be made into a tincture and administered whenever labor started. According to Manu, it was a natural sedative which helped the woman giving birth to stay calm but didn't affect the child. Bailey hadn't been given painkillers as they were not safe at that time, but she had swallowed a couple of acetaminophen to help with the mild fever during those hours.

I was feeding Katie a mix of mashed peas and rice in small spoonfuls by the fire after dark when Bailey joined me, fresh from a bath. She smiled and sat in the chair next to mine, and I saw the love for our daughter in her eyes.

“Did it hurt a lot?” I asked, “when you had her?”

Bailey nodded, “a lot. I screamed the whole time, I think.”

“Manu said you did great, that you were pretty calm and followed her directions.”

“I felt like someone was splitting apart my pussy.”

“Well,” I reasoned, “that's sorta what was happening. Manu did say you dilated a bit slow, your body was ready to push her out before it was open enough.”

“I just remember being in pain, lots of pressure, too tired to care about anything but our child. I listened to Manu's voice and kept my eyes closed. I missed you so much that day...”

I felt the loss as well. “I hate having missed that...”

“Not that you had any choice. I know that, Kal,” she said, stroking Katie's red hair. She continued, wistfully, “I'm so glad you came back. I can't imagine not having you here with me.”

“I would have fought Voldemort himself to get back to you.”

“Well,” she grinned, “without the Elder Wand, I don't think you'd have stood much of a chance, so I'm happy he didn't get in your way.”

Bailey leaned forward and kissed Katie, wiping away a smear of peas and rice from the child's chin. “All worth it, though, Kal,” Bailey said quietly. “The pain passed. This... She's worth all of it and more.”

Katie reached for her mother, so I passed her to Bailey while I wiped up the mess which had been dribbled and drooled onto my chest. Katie hugged her loosely, then reached for the food, so I passed it to Bailey.

“Worried about Keekah and Amy?” she asked as she spooned a small amount of the mixture into Katie's mouth.

“Yes. Amy especially. She's still very small all over. Manu says she'll be fine, but... it could be difficult. Her hips are barely wider, her vulva isn't much bigger... I worry this will be difficult for her.”

Bailey nodded, then said, “maybe. I trust Manu. She'll get her through this.”

“You've certainly learned a lot, yourself,” I replied, “going through it months ago, now learning from Manu. I'm really proud of you, Bailey, for so many things. You've become an amazing woman.”

She grinned, “thanks...”

“Nuwrse,” Katie gurgled, reaching for Bailey's tit.

“Ok, nurse,” Bailey told her, letting the girl latch on to suckle noisily. I took the food and set it aside.

“It'll be tough to watch at times, Kal,” she added. “I know it would have been hard for the others to see me in pain... I don't look forward to seeing that in those I love.”

I nodded but didn't reply.

“Plus, there's pooping.”

“Uh... what?”

Bailey laughed. “Perfectly normal. You know... you start pushing and everything just sort comes out. Baby... and poop.”

“Oh,” was all I could say. It wasn't something I'd thought about before, and it was a rather odd image which popped into my head as I started to visualize a macabre bloodbath with a screaming woman and child, covered in blood and mucus. And there was poop. “Sounds... lovely.”

Bailey shrugged. “Just a part of it. Just so you know. I assume you plan to be in the room...?”

“Of course!” I exclaimed, “I wasn't there for you and I feel awful. I have to be there for them. Poop and all.”

Bailey laughed again. “That's my knight in shining armor. Always braving the poop for the women he loves.”

I grinned. “I'm sure you remember the time I did something poop-related for you when you needed some... help.” Early during our days on the island, Bailey had been horribly constipated, and I suggested we try anal sex to help loosen her up.

Bailey blushed a bit, then laughed again. “I think you just wanted to put it in my ass, Kal. Any excuse, right?”

“Does seem kinda funny looking back. It worked, though.”

“That it did,” she replied. “Plus, now you don't need an excuse to put it in my butt.”

I felt awkward a moment when I realized Katie had stopped nursing and was watching me closely. Her mouth opened, and out came the word 'butt.'

Bailey giggled heartily and I had to join her despite my discomfort at discussing such matters in front of our daughter, the girl's growing curiosity making her more aware of the conversations going on around her. I wondered if we'd eventually start censoring ourselves in front of Katie. I wasn't sure how to feel about that idea.

- - -

During the dark hours on the morning of October 14, I awoke to a painful groan. I whirled to my side to hear Amy in pain. In the darkness, I couldn't see much more than a silhouette, but I knew it was her. “What's wrong?”

“I think it's coming! Owwww...”

I was on my feet in seconds, Bailey right behind me, quickly lighting candles. I wrapped my arm around Amy's shoulder and steadied her where she knelt beside the mattress. Keekah rose with effort and took her other side.

“I'll get Manu!” Bailey said excitedly, dashing through the passage towards the common room.

“Breathe, Sweetie,” I said, trying to keep my voice calm. “Just breathe.”

“It hurts!” Amy snapped at me, holding her lower stomach. “I'm trying!”

Kylana was there suddenly, and Manu was right behind her. Together, they helped Amy walk the short distance to the common room where there was better lighting than in our hut.

One she was on her back again, Manu gave her the tincture sedative and had Amy swallow a couple of acetaminophen. It was agonizing watching my wife in pain. I was scared that something was terribly wrong.

Manu kept calm, calling for Kylana to bring wet, cool rags, and for Bailey to assist between Amy's legs. The woman carefully examined Amy's genitals, gently touching areas around her pelvis and abdomen. She asked simple questions.

“When did you first start feeling pain or discomfort?”

“I dunno,” Amy replied, “in the night. I couldn't sleep. I thought it was just my back spasming.”

“Are you getting them regularly?”

“No idea... the last one was really painful, though.”

I held Amy's hand and she squeezed so tight my fingers were tingling.

Bailey handed Manu a towel as Kylana cooled Amy's forehead, sweat dripping down her dark bangs. Amy cringed again, gritting her teeth. Manu was concentrating, her eyes closed. Amy relaxed, then moments later, groaned in discomfort.

“Your water has broken, and you're contractions are about seven minutes apart. You are in labor, but it is early.” Manu looked up at Amy with a smile, “all is well, Amy. All is well. Breathe.” Bailey acted as her guide, helping the teen get her breathing under control. The sedative seemed to help a bit, as did the periods between contractions. My job, it seemed, was to give my wife something to squeeze when she was in pain, and I did all I could not to let her see how bruised my hand had quickly become.

At Manu's suggestion, we moved Amy to the bathhouse so that she could relax. The birthing would take place there. Someone got the fire going while I helped Amy get into the tub. I carefully tested the water temp as it started to flow in moments later. Amy let out a wonderful sigh to feel the warm flow fill the basin around her, then squeezed my hand in her vice again.

It was just before day break when Manu excused Kylana and Bailey, saying that this would be a long process and they should rest while they could since she would need their assistance soon enough.

I never let go Amy's hand, though I did switch sides a few times to give one or the other a bit of relief. Thankfully, after the initial round of painful contractions, Amy seemed to get used to the level of pain she was experiencing every few minutes.

Popko brought me a cup of coffee and a bowl of sweetened rice for breakfast. I accepted the hot drink but refused the rice, not having any appetite while my young wife was in the middle of giving birth to our child.

Well, her child, for sure. It might be mine, it might be Tok's. All I cared about in that moment was Amy's comfort. The baby would be loved whoever had ejaculated the semen which had found purchase in Amy's body.

Manu came and went, maintaining her calm demeanor and even smiling each time she checked inside Amy's vagina for dilation. “Getting there, it will still be a while, Amy. You can have pills again in another hour or so,” she said well after day break.

I tried to keep a level head and talked to Amy all morning, attempting to keep her mind off the spasms and discomfort she felt when she wasn't outright hurting. I got the twins to regularly bring me cool towels for Amy, but Manu had suggested that we keep the onlookers to a minimum as people looking on tended to add to the soon-to-be-mother's stress.

Around lunch time, Kate was by my side suddenly, leaning forward to kiss Amy's cheek. Amy reached up to touch her face, smiling, the weariness clear on her young face. Kate said, “Was just coming back to pick up a few things, and I find that the day has arrived! Oh, Amy!” She made small talk a moment, then looked at my bruised left hand, asking Amy, “can I borrow him just one moment?”

“Yes,” Amy replied, eyes closed as she tried to rest between contractions.

“Be right back...”

Outside the hut, Kate said quietly, “how's she doing. Really.”

“Okay, I think. Manu doesn't seem worried. Amy hurt a lot in the night, but she's calmed a bit. I think it might have scared her. Manu told me earlier this would go on all day... possibly longer. She's still too small to pass the child down there.”

Kate nodded, then offered, “I was supposed to head back with a few things after lunch, but I think I should stay and give you some support, at least give you a break for a while. I want to be there for Amy, too. How's that hand, by the way?”

“Which one?” I asked, showing her the bruises near my thumbs from Amy's tight grip. I grinned, though, adding, “They're fine. I'll be fine.”

Kate shook her head, “She always seems way too skinny to be so strong.” Kate hugged me and kissed my lips. “Go get some lunch and rest while you can. I'll have someone monitor the radio. When I'm not back in an hour or two, someone will probably try to raise the camp here to see what happened.” She peered back into the bathhouse. “I'll look after Amy for a while.”

“Thanks, Kate. I won't be far. I don't want to be away again when someone needs me.”

“I'll be sure you are the first one I find if we need anything. Go rest!”

Despite the drama playing out for Amy, the other campers were largely at work on the various things we needed done to maintain our camp. Even Bailey and Kylana were putting away clean clothes while they waited for Manu's direction. I felt drained, and sat down on the edge of my shelter.

Mie rushed up and sat beside me after carrying a load of shellfish up to the fire pit. “How's Amy?” She asked, eyes excited and wide. “Did she have the baby yet? Can I see her? Is she okay?”

“Easy... easy, Mie. She's fine. No, no baby yet. Your mom says it may be late tonight, or even tomorrow. Manu's asking people to keep the visits to a minimum to let Amy rest right now. You'll get to see her soon enough, I promise.”

She spotted my hand and looked at me with concern, “your hand...?”

“Fine, it's fine. Just a small bruise. Say, anything left of lunch?” I asked, changing the subject.

“Umm... No...” Mie sounded ashamed to tell me that they hadn't saved anything for me. I wasn't worried. I'd turned down breakfast and there was always plenty of food available in our dry storage. “Wait here. I'll make you something!”

I leaned back and pulled a pillow over to rest my head on, my feet hanging down the steps to the shelter. I closed my eyes and must have drifted off. I woke to feel a warm body next to me, a slender arm wrapping across my chest. I opened my eyes to see Mie's smiling face inches away. She hugged me and then kissed my lips. “I made you something to eat... if you're hungry.”

My stomach rumbled, but I couldn't help enjoying the small preteen's naked body being pressed to mine. There was nothing sexual in that moment, just a lovely softness and slick skin which felt wonderful. I hugged her quietly for a time before finally saying, “I am hungry. What's for lunch?”

Mie rolled over and sat up, reaching for something behind her. I leaned up and she passed me a bowl filled with small scallops swimming in a rich brown broth. I brought it to my lips and drank from the bowl, letting the still-warm salty liquid slide down my throat. “Mmm... delicious. Did you make this?”

She nodded and smiled, “I'm learning.”

“That you are. Thanks, Mie.”

I kissed her lips, then she said, “well... I better get back to check on the fishing. Nothing was biting earlier...”

She rushed off down the shore while I devoured the savory meal of tender, fresh scallops and a peppery-mix of seasonings in the warm broth.

Finishing my meal, I sat the bowl aside and pulled myself to the mattress to try to nap. Unable to do more than sweat and worry about Amy, I let out a long breath and went to check on my young wife in the bathhouse.