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

Bailey slept deeply as I woke before dawn. I stroked her arm and felt the knowledge of her pregnancy slam into me, bringing back the butterflies and the wonder I'd felt so strongly the day before. Her body was warm, her skin so soft and lovely. I couldn't help sliding over her, covering her with my body, holding her gently.

Amy stretched and smiled at me beside Bailey. She leaned over my wife, kissed me, whispered softly, “I'm going to pee and get the fire going. Maybe you and Bailey would enjoy some time alone this morning.”

I smiled, kissed her again, said, “thank you. Love you, Amy.”

“Love you, too, my sweet Kal. See you for breakfast.” She slipped out of the cabin in the darkness and left me holding Bailey. I stroked her hair, swept it from her face, stared at her sleeping form for long moments. I was consumed by her. Had been from the first times we shared our intimacy, shared our needs and our desires emotionally and physically all those months before.

I let her sleep while I held her, didn't want to wake her. She was carrying the first cells of our child within in her, and I had a powerful drive to protect her and keep the world's ills away from Bailey any way I could. Not that Bailey much needed my protection any more. She was a woman, strong, clever, more than capable of surviving and protecting herself and others. If something happened to me, I didn't doubt that Bailey could make it without me.

I felt so proud of her, a sensation I'd had so often lately. She was mature beyond her thirteen-years, the life on the island, and now the child within her, requiring more from her than the first-world life she'd previously known.

Her hands swept back slowly, stroked my stomach. Her head rolled slowly toward me, and she melted my heart as she smiled and said, “mmm... oh, Kal... I love you so much. I just had the most beautiful dream of us, with our child... so nice...”

I kissed her neck, asked softly, “was it a boy or a girl in your dream?”

“I don't remember... I don't think it mattered. We were safe and happy and in love. Our child was beautiful, strong, just like you.”

“Like you, too, my beautiful, strong wife. You will be an amazing mother.”

She purred and we kissed, touched each other gently. Her body turned onto her back, she sighed as I kissed her breasts. I imagined they were already swelling with milk as I sucked her nipples, but I knew that was many months away.

Bailey's thighs parted as I slipped my fingers inside her slick opening. She sighed again as I slid down and licked her pussy, tasted her rich, creamy discharge and swallowed it. My tongue brought shivers to her body as it slipped across her labia, her anus, her rising clit. Bailey moaned as I tasted her sex, lapped up her juices, and felt her body's most sensitive, tender flesh.

She arched and moaned louder, her hands grasping my hair, pulling it, pulling me into her crotch. Her aroma was thick with pheromones, dense, desirous, salty and sweet and pungent, matching her flavors so closely. I inhaled her odors and soon licked her to a shuddering orgasm.

Pleasure washed over Bailey's face, over her flushed skin and I rose over her. She held my hard penis, moved it to her opening, and I pushed inside her.

She groaned at the contact, our bodies coming together, my cock buried in her pregnant little pussy. I stroked steadily in and out of her body, turned on knowing that my child was growing in her belly. I lost myself in her eyes as I fucked her, Bailey's legs rising and wrapping around my back.

She felt so strong, so confident, holding my shoulders with her arms while her thighs drew me in, squeezed me, willed me to cum inside her.

I did, crying out as I filled her, my semen splashing against her cervix, and I knew her pregnant womb was just beyond. I emptied myself in my thirteen-year old pregnant wife, held deep inside her while my penis drooled the last globs of jism in her body.

We kissed and cuddled and rocked together, dozing a bit before finally rising as light grew to the East over the calm waters of early day.

The others were gathering supplies for the day. Hakee and Hona were going to restock our water before joining us to continue the long task of clearing the fields. Gale decided to delay the trip to the garden one day because our water was down lower than we liked as a buffer.

I sat grinning as I ate and drank a big cup of water. The coffee had run out days before, and I while I missed it, that morning I had happy thoughts bubbling in my mind, and I let those dominate my mood. Bailey cleaned up in the surf and urinated, then joined us at the fire. Amy sat next to us, and it was that moment that I really appreciated Amy's ability to help my relationship with Bailey by being a part of it, knowing when to give space, when to get close.

She was still a new part of us, all of us feeling out the details. But her gesture that morning, the smile and the acknowledgement that Bailey and I should have a moment for just the two of us, it showed Amy was a mature young woman. As my thoughts turned back to Bailey and our child, I mouthed “I love you” to Amy, and she softened and returned my sentiment.

Poln led the way as we returned to the clearing operation. I noticed several times the boy picking up what looked like green acorns and chewing them slowly. I asked Manu about it. She shrugged, said they were harmless, and returned to the work.

By the end of that day, I felt we were making better progress. The foliage was cleared away and what was left were small tufts of soft, green and dark orange grasses, large areas of leaf-strewn soil, and the thirteen larger trees that would take work to remove.

We returned to camp to find Tok and Keekah nowhere in site. As the others unpacked and started the fire, Amy and I looked around the surf and the trees, saw no sign of them. They emerged a bit later from one of the shelters, Keekah looking a bit sheepish, and Tok's face a broad grin.

I knew immediately they'd been doing more than sleeping. Keekah hobbled on her crutches over to me while Bailey joined us, the dark-skinned girl bubbled out, “I take Tok in mouth. Mmm.. Swallow his seed. Yes... mmm...” Tok used a cane to walk to the fire and sat smiling.

Bailey grinned broadly and Amy chuckled. I couldn't be mad or jealous. Keekah was a free spirit, much like Gale in that regard, and she'd just sucked the second dick in her life. Bailey leaned in and kissed her, I wondered if she tasted Tok's cum in the teen's mouth. I had to ask, “did he lick it for you, Keekah?”

She shook her head, said, “no... it was quick. I wanted give him that. Maybe one day he lick me.”

I hugged her tight, kissed her, didn't notice the taste of sperm in her mouth and wondered if Bailey had cleaned it out and swallowed what she found. I had to admit that the thought turned me on.

Tok's cock was swinging, still hard as he sat around the fire. I nodded and grinned at him and he tipped his head in my direction, his trademark grin on his face.

We ate a dinner of stewed squash-like vegetables mixed with hare and fish. Hakee added a small amount of rice from the long-term rations and I realized how much I missed the grain. It was impractical, if not impossible, to try to raise it on the island, so I enjoyed each tiny bite and quickly consumed my meal.

Bailey and I bathed while the others put the camp back to bed. I squeezed her in my arms, pretended I could feel her growing belly under my fingers. It felt wonderful to know how happy Bailey was to be pregnant.

She whispered to me, “you can cum in Keekah, now.”

I was silent a moment, finally said. “Kitten... I think we have a ways to go before... uh... before we know if this will work... Pregnancy... doesn't guarantee you'll... that things will be ok, you know? You might... Miscarriages are common, Sweetie.”

“I know, I know... I'm trying not to get carried away. I know that could happen... but... but I am ready for that, I guess. Ready as I can be... and... I'm ready to share Keekah with you like that... Amy, too, if she wants it... everyone... Oh, Kal... I just wanted to be your first that way... to give you a first that no one else had. Not... those you lost, you know... the first time you've gotten someone pregnant. I am, now. I am pregnant... and now... I'm ready to share you completely with them... finally ok with that, now. I feel so wonderful with your baby inside me... and I know Keekah wants that, too...”

I kissed her neck slowly, thoughts tumbling. It was a big step for her. For us. It had been a long time since I'd emptied my load in any vagina but Bailey's and Gale's. I knew Keekah wanted it desperately, and I admit I easily accepted her thoughts and looked forward to again cumming in my brown-skinned lover's pussy.

We helped finish the night's chores before helping Keekah urinate in the surf. The fourteen-year old smiled and said, “I can climb boat. Now. I can climb, I know. I join your bed, now? Again? I want be with you all... you allow me?”

I kissed her as her piss slowed and dripped between her legs. I said, “Sweet Keekah, the bed is as much yours as it is ours. You need no one's permission. If you think we can get you up and comfortable in the cabin, I'd love to have you with us again. Bailey and I have missed you dearly.”

Keekah looked serious a moment, said, “I know not my place. Amy is yours. Now. I... uh... I been too long not with you. You two. Too long not there. She there now. I know not my place. How... return to before...”

Bailey hugged her, said quietly, “your place is at it was, Love. Your place is with us in our bed, in our lives in all things. God, I've missed you there, Keekah. Missed holding you at night. I want that so much again. Amy... she's special, too. She'll love you as we do, and I think you'll love her too.”

Keekah relaxed and smiled, said, “Yes. She good woman. Smart. I like her now. Love her, soon. Help me join you again.”

I didn't know if she meant to help her physically up to the deck, or to help her emotionally bond with our new relationships. Either way, Bailey and I both cleaned Keekah with our tongues and soon had our fourteen-year old lover with us as we slid into the cabin.

Amy was inside, relaxing under covers in the cool air. She smiled, then looked at Keekah a moment, hesitated. I knew the thoughts that Keekah voiced before were probably in Amy's head, as well. I knew it would take time, maybe some work, to reintegrate Keekah into our daily lives. Even though it had really only been a few days, so much had changed that it felt like it had been months since she'd slept in bed with us.

Amy had grown close to us and shared that bed for several days. The fifteen-year old had given me her virginity, bonded tightly with Bailey, shared intimate moments while Keekah was recovering in the shelter below. Bailey's pregnancy added to the new consideration before us, but it was quickly an easy thing to get Keekah comfortable with me on one side, Bailey on the other, Amy holding her shoulder from behind.

I kissed Keekah, Bailey's hands caressing her lovely brown breasts. The thirteen-year old whispered, “if you feel up to it... Kal has something special for you tonight... something you've been missing.”

Keekah sighed and relaxed as we touched her. Bailey's fingers parted her thighs and stroked her hard, dark clit. I smelled Keekah's arousal strongly, her pussy slick and ready for attention. Amy kissed Bailey's neck, her back, fondled the thirteen-year old's breasts gently.

Bailey said, “she's ready for you Kal. Here, like this...” She lifted Keekah's good leg and held the girl's knee against her dark-skinned stomach. The scissored-legs allowed me to slide to Keekah and bring my penis against her vagina without touching or moving her injured ankle.

I slipped into Keekah's pussy. She was very tight, so tight, her labia parted and her sex opened around my penetration. She moaned as Bailey stroked her clit, Amy's hands reaching around to touch her face, her nipples. I pushed into her deeply, found myself pulsing in Keekah's tender channel.

I moved myself out and back in, moving with love and arousal inside Keekah's pussy. The teen moaned and shuddered, her arms pulling Bailey and Amy closer for kisses, panting into their ears and mouths. She came strongly, her cunt spasmed around my length. She grew very wet, her slickness sliding down my shaft and clung to our pubic hairs. I felt myself drawing close, and I looked at Bailey for permission.

She caught my eye, raised up a bit, said, “cum in her, Kal... cum in her...”

Amy moved around and watched from below as I stroked in and out of Keekah's pussy, a slow burn building, my body tensing, penis swelling in the fourteen-year old's vagina. Bailey said again, “cum in her... cum in her...”

Amy echoed in a whisper, “cum in her, Kal...” She was as caught up in the moment as I was, masturbating herself rapidly as she watched.

I clenched my buttocks, drove deep into Keekah, felt her body stiffen and strain. Her vagina grew tight as I swelled, sperm rushing up my length and bubbling out the tip. I cried out as I unloaded inside Keekah's cunt, spewing my semen deep in her body, deep in her fertile young pussy. I moaned over and over as I washed with long-delayed pleasure, the months since I'd last cum inside Keekah's velvety, tight hole made it feel like the first time all over again.

I shuddered as my spurts slowed and my cock dribbled a stream of sperm into the load already held within. I moved my shoulders and kissed Keekah, her vagina spasming, sucking my semen deeper inside. She panted, sighed, said, “Kowl... oh, Kowl... you shoot in me again... oh... you shoot in me... yes... yessss...”

Amy orgasmed on her own fingers, and I heard Bailey do the same a moment later. They collapsed on the other side of the bed, kissing, running their hands over each other while I kissed Keekah, my penis snug inside her tight, cum-filled vagina, and held her body to mine.