Kal, Male, 36

	- Narrator, disaster survivor and castaway

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

Bailey, Female, 13

	- Disaster survivor and castaway

	- 5'3, 115lbs, golden-brown tanned skin, shoulder-length light yellow-brown sun-streaked hair

Keekah, Female, 14

	- daughter of Manu, sister of Hakee and Mie, cousin of Poln

	- 5'4, 130lbs, mocha-brown skin, waist-length mostly-straight black hair

Gale, Female, 42

	- Survivor on Isla Gale

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

Manu, Female, 31

	- 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, 17
 
	- Survivor from Hahonoko, daughter of Manu, sister of Keekah and Mie, cousin of Poln

	- 5'9, 150lbs, mocha-brown skin, butt-length straight black hair

Mie, Female, 11

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

	- 4'7, 85lbs, mocha-brown skin, shoulder-length wavy black hair

Poln, Male, 10

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

	- 4'7, 100lbs, mocha-brown skin, short, wavy dark-brown hair

Hona, Female, 28

	- Survivor from Hahonoko, friend of Manu

	- 5'2, 155lbs, dark-brown skin, shoulder-length wavy dark-brown hair

Tok, Male, 34

	- Survivor from Hahonoko, friend of Manu

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

Amy, Female, 15

	- Stowaway from California

	- 5'6, 115lbs, pale skin, shoulder-length straight black hair

It was going to be a special day and I knew a great thrill as I woke the next morning. Never in my life had I gone into a day knowing that a special young woman was going to give herself to me for the first time. Bailey had risen and was not in the cabin as I yawned and stretched and kissed Amy's forehead.

She didn't stir at first, and I enjoyed listening to her breathe easily, her back to me. I stroked her hair and her arm, ran my fingers down her thigh, kissed her neck and shoulders. She stretched and leaned into me, and for a moment, my penis threatened to slip between her labia. She froze, looked at me with a curious smile. I almost pushed into her.

Instead, I let myself throb there, the anticipation of what would come later powerful and arousing. I knew she felt it, too, and she rolled her head back and kissed me. I wondered if she thought I was about to take her virginity that morning. She was certainly willing. Her pussy was already wet and swollen.

I wanted to recover a bit from the strong orgasms I'd had inside Bailey the night before, and I wanted to make her first time being penetrated a slow and special one. I held her and kissed her a long time that morning with my cock nestled against her wonderful dark labia, and I know I drooled precum into her opening.

I turned over and rose from the bed, pulling Amy up and kissing her once more, said simply, “tonight?”

She shivered and smiled, her eyes dancing in the soft light of early morning. “Tonight.”

I couldn't stop smiling as we climbed over the deck and found Manu and Mie dishing out smoked fish and mushroom soup. I greeted them, saw that Tok was already at the surf with Poln, fishing and crabbing. Keekah was seated next to Bailey, the two of them talking quietly. I kissed them both while Amy made her way down to the water to urinate.

Keekah whispered to me, “Bailey say that you and Amy have first time tonight.” She smiled broadly, which kept my own open as well. “Lucky you. Lucky Amy!” I hugged her and grinned at Bailey.

My wife said softly, “make it so special for her, Kal. I know you will. I'm so excited for you both!” I kissed her cheek and stood behind her a moment, watching Amy piss in the surf. Bailey said, “I'm going to stay with Keekah tonight, in the shelter with Hona and Hakee. The two of us.. have some catching up to do.” She flashed a knowing look at the dark-skinned fourteen-year old and reached a hand over to touch the girl's nipple. “Mmm... yes, looking forward to some time for just us...”

Amy and I would have the cabin to ourselves that night, and I decided that would be the best way for things to be. Not that I didn't want Bailey in my bed, but I would have the chance to go slow with Amy, to touch her in the night and continue our lovemaking as we wanted, just the two of us. I beamed and tried to force my cock to stop pointing at every beautiful face I saw that morning.

Gale, Hakee, and Hona had already left to inspect the potential planting site for the trees and expected to be back before lunch. Rain threatened from the East, but I saw no lightning, heard no peals of thunder.

I left the fire to walk down to Tok, helping Keekah hobble down on my shoulder and a makeshift crutch. We passed Amy, and I sank into her bright eyes for a few seconds as she walked by, Keekah giggling. Amy smiled and blushed, her body still uncovered in the early morning light. It looked so delicious, and I had trouble keeping my train of thought as I imagined finally fucking her.

Keekah said, “Lucky you. Lucky Amy!” The dark-skinned teen was starting to feel much better and needed to start rebuilding some muscles. She sat and joined the two fishing, immediately said, “I need to go. Sorry, help me up.”

I lifted her once more and helped her down the beach a bit, held her while she leaned over, stuck out her ass, and squatted slightly. Piss shot out of her crotch and sprayed through her sticky, dark pubes into the water. I ran my hand over her ass, and had an urge that I acted on. I slid my hand down to Keekah's hairy pussy and felt her hot pee splash against my fingers. Some of it splashed back on her and she giggled.

She urinated strongly. I loved feel her peeing. It was a fetish I'd explored many times with Kate and Nina, a shared kink that we all enjoyed. Keekah didn't seem to mind that I played with her stream, and when she finished, I very carefully held her while I licked her urine-soaked snatch.

Poln had been watching us, his mouth agape. Tok glanced, too, and had his wonderful smile pointed in our direction. His cock was hard as he turned back quickly to set his hook in a fish. I rinsed my hand in the surf and kissed Keekah's butt cheeks before helping her move back to the fishing ground.

She cast out a pole and translated as I talked to Tok. “How is the knee?”

“He say it feels fine, soon he kicking ball around and dancing.”

I laughed, “good to hear. Listen, I just wanted to thank you for all you've done. I haven't spoken to you much, I know, but I want to let you know that I am glad you are here and to thank you for what you've done. You handle yourself and those around you with courtesy,” I had to explain the word 'courtesy' to Keekah, she hadn't known it. “uh... with courtesy and determination. You've been a real good friend and companion since you've arrived.”

He grinned as he heard my thoughts from Keekah, shook my hand and replied, “He say thank you and that he knows you are good, as well, that he sees you take charge and think fast... uh... he say... uh... um... I don't know how say it... uh... harmony feeling coming from you... all well from you... uh... I think that close... harmony feeling...”

“Well, thanks... uh... Gale gave me something to say... let me see if I can remember it.” I stuttered and stumbled through a phrase that Gale taught me that was a ceremonial thanks reserved for people who had accomplished great goals together.

Tok beamed, said slowly, “Luv... uh... luv lung... unda... pros-per. Luv lung unda pros-per. Yes.”

I laughed and shook his hand again, said, “Yes, live long and prosper, my friend.” Gale had obviously given him the Star Trek line, a fitting greeting if ever I heard one.

I left the three at the waterline and started in on a laborious task. The ferns and vines near the boat and shelters had been growing wildly and creeping over our homes. Keekah had heard what she thought were rats the night before, the first of them we'd encountered. I wanted to clear out the foliage and clear it back a ways into the trees, look for signs of the rodents.

I donned clothes and found a fraying pair of work gloves the Hahonokoans had brought with them, tossed the other pair to Amy as she watched me dress. She tilted her head, said, “what's this for?”

“Today, we work hard. Tonight, we make love softly.”

She blushed again and put on clothes, wrapped her hands in the gloves. We made our way to the port side of the boat, facing in West and started clearing away vines and small plants. Twice, I spotted what I assumed was rat feces in trails leading from the woods to the boat. I made a note to check for damage and any sign that they had gotten inside. Long ago we'd sealed the shattered hull to prevent them from gaining access, but they were stubborn, clever, and capable creatures, and I knew they would find a way in eventually.

It was hard work. We collected everything we ripped out of the ground and from around trees and piled it a few yards onto the beach. Gale had mentioned that we might want to start some small gardens near our camp in the spaces between the trees, and the thick undergrowth we pulled out would make a good compost if we did.

We paused for lunch and a long break around midday. It was hotter than normal, the full sun shining in a clear sky, a very light breeze blowing across the island from the north, leaving little to washing over our camp. Amy and I had shared several warm smiles, and she gave me two or three light pecks on my lips as we worked.

The women returned from the trip to the North, beyond the swampy area and Gale shared the results. “I think it will work, Kal. I really do. It's gonna take a few days of hard work, but I think we can clear enough to get everything in the ground. There are only a few small trees, I think we can cut them up and get them out of the ground. The rest is just clearing away, like you're doing here. It's a small rise in the land, just a couple of feet, really, but the soil looks good and Hona thought there was at least a decent shot for each tree to survive.”

“Excellent. That's great. Got plans ready?”

“We might as well start immediately. They can't lay there forever in the sand. The sooner we plant them, the sooner they are bearing their edibles. Manu says that one of the nuts is sweet and tastes like cocoa. Two of the trees are breadfruits. They're wonderful. There was a small cluster of them up on the ridge near the lake when I was last there, but the ones on the island never bore fruit that I saw.”

“Tomorrow, ok. That sounds good. Take whoever you need. Let's get it done.”

“Yep, agreed. Well, I'm starving, let's see what we can do for lunch.” There was still mushroom soup in the pot, so we all scooped out a half bowl and ate the first of the 'native bread' that Hakee had produced. The Hahonokoans had brought several large sacks that Gale called 'grains / flour' on her inventory list, and one of them was a flour made from the same tubers Gale was growing in the garden. It made a thin, unleavened bread that was rich and very tasty.

While the others went to take those fishing some lunch, I wondered briefly where Bailey had gotten off to. Keekah was still on the shore, and Mie wasn't feeling well and was sleeping in the shade. I looked around, didn't see her, and stopped worrying. Bailey had demonstrated well her ability to live her life, a strong young woman in every way, I expected she was probably off marking some new species in her journal.

Amy and I lazed for a couple of hours in the shade of the treeline, too hot to hug much, but we shared long and wet kisses that drew us closer and closer to our evening plans. We shared drinks of water and a small joint, let the sun fall slowly away as we burned with desire for each other.

By the time the sun set, we'd cleared out all the foliage around the shelters and the boat, and had confirmed the presence of the rodents. We saw at least two brown rat-like creatures scurry quickly away as we swept aside bushes and leaves.

It was done, though, and Amy and I both felt proud to have done so much that day. Around the fire, we ate smoked fish, handfuls of some nut that had a slight bitter note, and drank rich broth made from the drippings of the hare and piglet cooked the day before.

Tok suggested that we trap the rats. He demonstrated how to build a rattrap, and Keekah started making them with spare metal and twine we had handy. I asked, “Are they... edible? Worth eating?”

Tok nodded, said through Gale, “not much meat, but they can be eaten.”

“I'm willing. Not turning down meat cooked over a fire.”

Amy didn't look so sure but said nothing.

Bailey finally joined us, said, “hey... was just a bit tired earlier... sorry, didn't mean to miss the day.” She flashed a warm grin at me and Amy, then sat next to Keekah and had her meal, laughing quietly to something Keekah whispered in her ear. She flushed and I suspected that Keekah and Bailey would soon be enjoying each other more intimately. I wondered if Hona and Hakee would watch. Or join them.

While we cleaned up and Manu took the children off for a dip in the surf, Tok had Gale bring him a big empty container, sugar, and a few bags containing bags of fruits that I called mangoes but knew were something different. He crushed the fruit, added the sugar and Gale carted it off, filled it with water, and set it back into the metal storage container. He was making a batch of rough fruit wine that needed to ferment a few days until ready.

Amy and I shed our clothes and slid into the water, using a small bit of soap to clean away the grime from the day's labor. Bailey watched as we left, blew me a kiss and helped Keekah to the shelter. I scrubbed Amy's back a moment, made sure she was clean, then eased myself against her body, letting my fingers soften, my lips pressed into her salty neck.

She sighed and trembled a bit as she felt me embrace her, she said, “I can't believe I'm going to do this...”

“Do you still want it?”

“Yes. God, yes. I want it so much I can't think straight.”

“I love you, Amy.” I let my hands drift over her wet skin as we slowly walked out of the water and then took her hand, walking shoulder-to-shoulder with her, drying her body, then climbing to the deck and entering the cabin.

She turned to me slowly as we came inside, a shy expression on her face. She was blushing deeply, shivered a bit despite the moderate temperature and light breeze blowing through the open door. She whispered, “so...”

“So...” I brought her body to mine, her lips to mine, tasted the excitement in her kiss. “Nervous?”

“Yes.”

“That's ok. I promise this will be wonderful...”

“Ok...”

She exhaled deeply, panted and continued to tremble as I laid her onto the bed and kissed my way across her neck, to her ears, to her shoulders. I trailed my fingers down her stomach, saw the goosebumps rise on her pale skin. Her nipples tightened and grew stiff, the dark skin on the tips such a sharp contrast to the creamy flesh surrounding them. I whispered, “Oh, Amy... Oh...”

She exhaled again and said softly, “yes... oh... yes...”

I kissed down to her breasts, gently sucked her skin and licked under her small curves, her swollen, beautiful tits felt so warm on my lips. I sucked in each nipple, felt the lovely bumps that had risen on her areole, led my hand down her sides and over her thighs.

I slid my fingers up and down her legs, letting them trail gently along her inner thighs, just inches from her sex. I kissed her stomach, licked her navel, brought my hands up to her thighs and caressed her thin but lovely hips.

Amy moaned softly as I moved down again, teasing her waist with my tongue, her head rising to watch me. By the time my tongue was tickled by her pubes, her hips were swaying lightly beneath me.

I moved farther and kissed her ankle, slowly worked up to her inner thigh again, her legs spreading wider and wider. I smelled her then, her sex hot and aroused, nerves and sweat and excitement combining to mark her virgin flesh. I inhaled her feminine aroma, sucked it in and held on to that moment, knowing I was soon to be inside her for the first time.

I fished a red towel from beside the bed and lifted her knees, sliding it beneath her, then settled down to kiss my way up her other leg. I inhaled again as I reached her genitals, and gently let my tongue graze her swollen, dark labia.

Amy sighed and pushed herself uncontrollably onto my tongue. Her slippery vulva was covered in rich cream, her discharge sweet and pungent and heavy with her scent. I lapped up her juices, let them slowly wash down my throat as I probed her virgin vagina with my tongue. Her labia parted and I tasted her most personal flavors. I licked her lips, let my tongue move over her swollen clit, teased it, then settled against it to swirl and suck on it gently.

Amy was writhing as I licked up and down her sweet pussy. I found a rhythm that had her moaning stronger, her hands grasping my hair as I ate her cunt. Up and down her hips rose to grind against me, grinding, straining, tensing with each breath, with each lick from my tongue.

She rode my face, rode me, cried out, shuddered hard, and climaxed. Her body exploded around me, her knees kicking out, her thighs spreading and clenching, her head rocking over to the side. “OOOOHHH... OOOOHHH... NNNNNN... NNNNN... OOOOHHH...” Her little vagina drooled cum and I licked it up quickly, savoring her sweet, rich flavor.

She started to fall back, trembling lightly, and her eyes opened and looked deep into mine.

She was ready.

I crawled up her body and she led me with her arms, pulling me against her, my hard penis pushed over her slit, resting over her Mons and throbbing clit. I felt us pulse together, pulse, the heat growing between our bodies. The fifteen-year old never hesitated when she reached down, stroked my cock twice, then brought the head of my dick to her virgin hole.

I said softly in her ear, “ready?”

It was a moan and a sigh in response, “yesssss...”

I pushed in.

Amy's head rolled back as the head of my cock separated her labia and slipped inside her vagina for the first time. Fire spread through me as the first inch of my length nestled in her pussy. I held there a moment, both of us savoring the amazing sensation. I pushed in further, my penis slipping slowly into her tight opening.

She moaned as I hit her barrier. I held again, my penis throbbing in her vagina, precum leaking freely, her cunt so tight and slick.

I pulled back an inch, and I felt her tense for what would come. I thrust in firmly, crashing through Amy's hymen and drawing a cry from her lips. Most of my penis was deep inside her body, and she lay under me, panting, small 'uh... uh...'s coming from her lips. She opened her eyes and looked at me, whispered, “you're inside me... oh, Kal... you're inside me...”

I nearly came right then. I felt myself growing tense, cum threatening to bubble out. I wanted to savor it, though, wanted her to savor it. I got control of myself, never easy to do when inside such a beautiful, tight, hot young woman.

I leaned to her and kissed her deeply, felt myself pulsing in her little channel while it twitched and spasmed around me. I finally moved and she locked me to her, resisting the movement with her arms. I held still again, letting her get used to the fullness, the shots of pain from her ripped hymen.

She relaxed after a moment of kissing and holding onto me. I moved again and she moaned, but she didn't resist this time. I pulled back a bit, then slid back through her tight channel, her body wrapped around mine, her eyes alternating between looking at me and sliding closed.

I slowly humped Amy, penetrating her little pussy with my cock, feeling her inside for the first time. She was so hot there, so tight, so tender and swollen. My cock threatened to explode at any moment as I slowly fucked the fifteen-year old.

I raised up on my hands and she looked at me. I saw the arousal in her eyes, Amy lost deeply in the moment, experiencing every sensation for the first time. In and out I slid my penis, letting it draw back to the head then reversing direction and slipping deep into her. It took a while but I opened her enough to take me fully, the head of my cock pushing up against her cervix as the base of my cock was hugged by her labia.

I started to fuck her then, letting my hips move in and out against her, her body instinctively rising and falling with mine. Her breathing became quick as we rutted, her cunt became creamy and drooled down her ass. Her hairs and mine soaked with sweat and our juices, her clit swelling as it ground against me.

In and out of her hot little channel. In and out and in, Amy moving with me, her hips rolling, her mouth open and panting. We locked eyes as I slid a hand to her clit, fucking her steadily. My fingers twirled Amy's nub. Her body tensed and moved hard up to mine. She cried out, her head flew back, a silent scream on her lips as her body shuddered. She orgasmed for several seconds before she finally made another sound. “ooOOOoohh... oooOOOoohh... OOOOOOhhh... NNNNNN... NNNN... NNNN...OH... Oh, God.... Oh, God... OoooooooOOOOHH...”

Her vagina clenched and tried to milk my cock, her body willing me to ejaculate inside her fertile young pussy.

I wanted to. I nearly did. I felt my seed starting to boil out. I controlled myself just long enough to pull out and slide my penis over her hairy Mons. I thrust against her trembling body, my cock between us, and ejaculated my load onto her stomach and mine. I squirted thick globs of hot sperm between us, most of it catching in her hairy pubes, some pooling in her navel. I cried out as I came, her eyes locked with mine, our bodies moving together as my bubbling semen made us both sticky and wet.

I fell over top of her and she wrapped her arms around me. She sucked in my tongue as our lips met, her mouth full of desire and love and intensity. I breathed heavily in gasps, couldn't stop kissing her long enough to catch my breath. My cock throbbed against her crotch, my cum running down her sides and down her hairy pussy.

Her entire body relaxed in one moment under me, and she broke into a smile, started giggling, panting, giggling. Her arms wrapped tighter and she pulled my lips to her once more. “Oh, my god... oh my god, Kal... I just lost my virginity. Oh... wow... oh...” She laughed and rolled under me, her excitement and the release of her nervous anticipation complete.

I whispered to her, “you lost nothing. You gave me your virginity, freely, and I accepted it.” I nibbled on her neck, said, “thank you, Amy. Thank you for that. You are wonderful. I love you.”

She whispered her replay, “thank you, no, thank you... oh... Kal... that was... nothing like I expected... I thought I'd be too nervous to enjoy it... that it would be really painful... that... I dunno, I just didn't know it would be that... all that... thank you... I love you, too. God, I love you, Kal...”

I slowly slid off her and looked down at where her legs lay parted, relaxed and sweating. My cum had dried a bit, was thick in spots on her skin, had run down onto the towel below her. She said, “am I a mess?”

I just smiled and grabbed another towel, wiped away my sperm as best I could, small spheres of the jelly-like drying semen rolling from her body as I swept across it. I saw her dark labia were coated in pink and red smears, darker red hanging loosely from her small but gaping vagina. I wiped her there, too, cleaned away the blood, used a cup of water to clear the red and leave only her clean flesh behind.

I pulled up to her and kissed her as she wrapped around me. We whispered to each other softly for a long time before we both grew weary and settled in for the night.