Kal, Male, 37

	- 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, 15

	- 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

	- 4'8, 90lbs, mocha-brown skin, shoulder-length wavy black hair

Poln, Male, 10

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

	- 4'8, 105lbs, 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, 120lbs, pale skin, shoulder-length straight black hair

Manu and Poln were back couple of hours after sunrise, only staying a short time to grab a few supplies. They'd already made progress on the irrigation, needed a few more days for it to be useful. Poln and Karana became immediate friends as he joined Mie in sprinting down the beach and back with the dog. I pulled Manu aside for a moment, felt the need to be open about Mie.

I told her about her joining the teens in our intimate play the day before, and how I'd seen her with Karana previously. Manu's reaction to the first part didn't surprise me, sexuality was up to the individual in Hahonokoan society, so long as it was consensual, it was not forbidden or discouraged, even for those as young as Mie. “Hair grow there now, she ready for when she ready.”

I hadn't noticed hair before, but it was dark and hidden against her brown skin. I noticed later, when the eleven-year old bent over to pick up something near me, that Mie's pubes had started to grow. Just first-hairs, small, dark, straight and randomly-place furs over her cleft. Very sexy.

Manu's response to Mie's play with Karana was less expected. “She learn. No harm her, no harm anyone. She learn and she become better.”

I wasn't quite clear on her meaning, but it was far from the reaction I expected, which, at the least, should have been more measured. Instead, Manu seemed to bless the activities and I left it at that. Mie was becoming a woman. Her choices with what to do with her body were hers to make, and Manu implied we should respect that.

Manu and Poln were gone as soon as the boy rounded up his acorns, a treat he couldn't find so easily on the higher ridge. Karana looked torn a moment as Poln headed West and left her behind before the dog seemed to accept that he was leaving and settled next to Mie where the girl ate a late breakfast.

I smiled at the Mie, thanked her for the previous night. She giggled, kicked her legs, and I swore she blushed, her brown skin taking on a tinge of red. It was very cute.

The cold water the night before had left a powerful impression on me, and I remembered Hakee's plan to make a cool water reserve by digging out a large hole and using the biggest container we had to store water in the lower-temperature sandy Earth.

We had a plastic container that was about thirty gallons. We used it for our main source of water throughout the day, just easier to use the tap on it than moving jugs around all day. We refilled it from those jugs each morning before running to the stream to fill back up. I knew it was a risk, one Hakee had already spelled out in her notes, but I thought we could do it if we were very careful.

I started digging the hole while the others went off to hunt mushrooms and check the snares. Keekah went too, cruising on her crutches at a pretty decent clip. She was definitely feeling better, her ankle still weeks off from being ready for walking, but better. I knew the teen was uncomfortable being stuck at camp, so I enjoyed watching her swing away as they moved North into the woods.

By midday I had a pretty good sized hole dug right in the treeline where the earth turned from all sand to a mix of sand and rich topsoil. The bottom of the hole was mostly sand, wet, brackish water there full of small shells and slowly-skittering creatures.

I pulled rocks from a pile we'd built up over the months for just such uses, lining the leveled-floor of the hole then packing around it clumps of dirt and foliage. I knew it wouldn't hold shape for too long, but it might work long enough to pack the container fully inside the hole.

I lined the sides, then took a break, drank water and ate berries and smoked fish. I wondered how the girls were doing on their mushroom hunt. I took a swim to cool down, the sunny, clear skies much warmer than in days past.

Returning to the project, I pulled out the sketch Hakee had left me that showed how to put together the system. Two long hoses were needed, and I found what I needed easy enough in the boat's innards. There were still lots of connected hoses and lines that would work. I found two that seemed about the right size, and grabbed a couple of other items I would need.

The top of the container was a screw-tight lid, which I removed. I moulded a piece of thin, pliable rubber around the edge of a thin piece of plastic, worked them together just right to form a tight seal to replace the old cap. In case I screwed up the project, I didn't want to just drill through the only cap we had that would fit the container.

Once I was sure the new cap worked, I removed it and drilled a quarter-sized hole, fed one end of one of the pipes in, and sealed it with epoxy from the boat toolbox. I tested the seal and it seemed perfect.

Next, I twisted the spout off the container and set it aside, running off several gallons of water into pots and empty jugs, getting it down to a manageable weight. I blocked it with thick piece of wood, then fed the other, thinner hose in and sealed it well. I cleaned out the old manual bilge and fitted the other end of the thinner hose to it. I tested the pump, and when water sprayed out the opposite end, I knew we were onto something.

I found another piece of hose that would fit on the pump output, tested again, and made a couple of adjustments until it fit perfectly.

Then it was time to bury the container. It was heavy, still holding ten gallons or so, but I managed to settle it deep into the rock-lined hole, then climbed out and tested the pump once more. All seemed in order, so I carefully covered the container under several feet of sand and soil. I mounted the input spout and the pump on a couple of boards, then poured water into the input.

I learned quickly to pour it moderately, not fast. Otherwise, the water backed up in the line with nowhere for the air inside to go. I filled it in reasonable time, though, and left it to sit, wondering if the day's efforts would yield us cooler water, something I admit I craved personally, selfishly.

- - -

For the next three days, it rained hard, cool breezes keeping us chilled and often huddled for comfort. The water well worked great, the water almost cold. We all drank our fill each morning before topping it off, and loved the feeling even during the cool, deepening late-fall days.

We had tons of mushrooms and caught a few fish and clams, made a new tea out of some leaves Keekah suggested we pick. It was spicy, tangy, refreshing in the cool air.

Karana was already looking better, putting on weight and looking far less like a stray. Mie kept her fur clean, sand often forming matted clumps in her light, shaggy hair.

The girls and I shared our bed intimately without Mie over that period, the eleven-year old happy to keep company with Karana. I continued to wonder if the girl was letting the dog eat her often.

I found out she was in a most surprising way.

Bailey, Amy, and Keekah were on water duty during a lull in the rain, leaving me to worry over the fire and keep the coals protected. Mie had taken Karana to the shelter for a mid-morning nap. I wandered up to the tree line to get out of the rain as it began to hammer again, stood smoking a joint near the Westernmost shelter.

Out of curiosity, I peered in the building. Karana was on her back, Mie's head between the dog's legs. I froze, never expecting to see such a thing. I couldn't look away as Mie licked the dog's swollen pussy, laying there, accepting the girl's attention, tongue hanging out and panting. I don't know what Karana was thinking, but Mie was fixed on seeing how deep her tongue could slid into the canine vagina.

What she did next was one of the most erotic things I've ever seen. The eleven-year old rose up and put the dog's legs around her thighs, used her hands to brace herself over Karana. Mie started to hump the dog, humped her as if she had a penis.

I watched with arousal burning as Mie pretended to fuck Karana, the dog laying there panting, seeming to be ok with it. Mie made small grunts as she jerked and thrust, clearly lost in her enjoyment. Mie moaned, and her body shook, held still against Karana, and may have orgasmed. I'm not really sure, it seemed she was pretending she had a penis, cumming inside Karana's swollen vagina.

Either way, she slid off and returned to licking Karana a few moments then was still. I moved off in case she hadn't wanted to be seen, jerked off very quickly and came on the sand. Mie's young body was maturing, and the onset of puberty was clearly flushing her with hormones and desires. I wondered what I'd do when that opportunity was presented. I knew I had to talk to Amy and Bailey and Keekah first, but a big part of me tingled all day at the thought of what might come.

- - -

I told Bailey and Amy about Mie and the dog. Bailey's reaction was reserved, not exactly thrilled to hear what I'd seen. Amy, though, she was more curious than disgusted, wanted to know how it had started, what it might feel like, admitted she'd had an experience once where she let a dog sniff her butt and lick her for two or three seconds before pulling away. She admitted to wanting more.

Bailey worried about all sorts of things. The preteen's age, her only-recent first period, her age again, and what it meant for us.

The first three Amy handled, arguing that she agreed with Manu about a maturing girl deciding for herself what she wanted to do with her own body. It was a big change from when Amy first questioned the intimate relationships I had with Bailey and Keekah. She argued that Mie wasn't really that much younger than Bailey was her first time with me, and surprised me when she suggested that she was ok with me being with her.

The subject had shifted from oral sex with Karana to including Mie in our intimate moments. Bailey was the reserved one, not sexually-attracted to Mie herself and unsure if she was ok with doing much more than we'd already done with the girl. Bailey was ok with oral sex, but for the moment, she drew the line at intercourse.

She didn't really explain why, and the way it worked with us, that was enough. If any of us was uncomfortable with a change or addition to our intimate bonds, the rest of us respected it.

Keekah felt it was all unnecessary to talk about, her sister would make her own way and the older teen was happy to be there if she wanted to explore and feel good. It made me hard to remember Keekah's legs spread, Mie's face lapping her sister's juice, swollen cunt. I wanted to see that again, with the roles reversed.

So we agreed that Mie would be welcome with us intimately, but for a while, just as an oral partner, no intercourse. She still had her hymen, and only recently started puberty, and for a few days or a few months, perhaps, we'd wait until we all agreed she would be welcomed to do more, if she wanted it.

We'd all forgotten Karana by the time the conversation ended, more interested in working out how to fit Mie into our play. I brought up Hakee, not to suggest we include her, just to suggest we would need to decide how to handle her when she asked why Mie and not her.

Amy stepped up and settled it, suggesting she was ok with the same play with Hakee, oral only, so long as it was just that. We treat them the same, she suggested, and the rest of us agreed it was acceptable. I yearned to taste Hakee's pussy, could almost feel her thighs wrapping around my head.

- - -

More days passed. The crew from the North returned, the irrigation channel through the first phase. It now washed water to three different output points on the edge of the fields. The next phase would run channels that would interlock and flow closer to more of the crops, but for now, it would make watering plants much easier in the event of a dry spell.

Not that it had been necessary with the days of rain we had in the middle of May. The muddy soil had been easy to extract, but it took extra work to shore it up with limbs and rocks. We shared a bottle of vanilla rum the night they returned and plotted our next tasks.

I liked the idea of starting on the new channel for our fresh water stream. With all the rain, the stream was running fast and we had a lot to work with. We took one full day off to repair everything. We patched clothes and blankets, untangled broken fishing line, sealed cracks in shelters, and rearranged supplies. Tok started building the new shelter, and most days, I helped him. It came together very fast. The room was to be 12x12, featured a small, built-in table, another on the opposite wall. The roof went on and we moved the mattress from the boat cabin inside, along with a few of our personal things.

Manu and Hona joined Hakee to build a crib. Small, sturdy limbs met together with the help of skilled hands. Fabric was spread, used some of the shreds of fabrics and padding from an old coat to make a mattress. Bailey and I were thrilled and thanked them endlessly.

Her morning sickness finally passed and she started to feel much better again. We made love often, regularly joined by Amy and Keekah, a couple of times by Gale. Amy took my load in her ass a couple of times and really came to enjoy anal with me.

We passed into June and soon had completed two trials of the new channel as the rains continued to visit us daily, the air becoming cooler. We wore clothes often to avoid becoming too cold. It is amazing how much your body can take when you have no choice. We only had three pairs of wearable shoes, only fitting Bailey and Amy comfortably. Despite the cold sand and the cooling surf, my feet never seemed to be cold. I guess they got a bit numb to the sensation over time, and no one else seemed the least concerned by a lack of foot cover.

With the new channels working well, we finished the process, had part of the stream running to within thirty feet of the camp. We built a reservoir at the edge of the trees, lined it with rocks, then dug a runway for the stream to overflow and wash out into the surf.

It took a lot of small fixes to perfect it. In places it didn't flow well due to leveling issues or spots where the rain washed impediments in, or our rock walls away. Some places our corners didn't work well, the water attempting to form new channels. The reservoir collapsed twice before it finally held.

But it worked, quite well really. We had water at our doorstep, and the days worth of efforts paid off by saving us a lot of time immediately. It freed us up to expand our reading hours with Mie and Poln, more time to plant new gardens around the camp site. We had over a dozen of those by then, plans for seven more.

I saw no more of Mie intimately until the end of the channel project. She kept her hands and her mouth to herself, and perhaps to Karana, and didn't join us in bed until the last afternoon we had rain for a while.

It was June 6, and rain had fallen every day for weeks. Despite the rain, we'd kept up our camp chores, made trips to the garden, put in place new camp crops, and diverted the stream. Mie and I were washing up with Amy and Bailey after a late lunch, the rest of the day planned for inside with books and instruction.

The time without pressure to play with Mie had helped things with Bailey. She had told me that she wasn't sexually attracted to the girl, but was becoming more accepting of introducing her to our bed, though at first, she suggested, perhaps she'd sit out, allow the girl time to bond with me, if she wanted it, or with Amy, who was very eager to play with the blossoming girl.

Mie's breasts continued to press out, the tiny puffs becoming slightly-less tiny puffs, her nipples lighter brown than her areole, which were darker brown than her mocha skin. The hair between her legs had grown in a bit, less sparse, just a touch more coverage on her Mons and on her labia. Still very early growth, and very arousing to see.

Mie whispered something in Amy's ear, and the fifteen-year old smiled, something quiet, the eleven-year old nodded. Amy pressed her head between where Bailey and I stood holding each other in the surf, my hand on my young wife's pregnant belly. “Mie is shy to say it in front of everyone, but she asks when we will invite her to our bed. I told her about the rules, she agreed.”

Bailey looked at me, felt my penis rising against her, “got you going, huh?”

“I guess.”

She smiled, said, “I'm ok with it... be gentle with her, she's so small...”

“I will.”

“Hey, I'm in this too,” Amy said with a grin. “Seriously, she asked for all of us.”

Bailey replied, leaned into me and kissed my neck, “Ok... I think this first time, why don't the three of you see where it goes. I'd like to spend an hour or two with Keekah, we haven't had much time together lately.” The sparkle in her eyes said she was already imagining burying her face between the dark-skinned teen's legs and tasting her.

“Mmm... tempted to watch.”

“You have enough to handle right now. Go enjoy your new partner.” We kissed and I rubbed her belly affectionately, felt my love for Bailey reach out and join her love for me. We just stared at each other in that moment, let it wash over us and fill our emotional tanks completely.

“I will. Give Keekah a few good licks for me.”

“Oh, I will. Believe me. I will.”

She helped Keekah to her crutches and they left for Hona's shelter, the older woman and Hakee off on a mushroom hunt.

I moved over to Amy, pulled her into me for a kiss, had her legs straddling my thigh, her hairy pussy rubbing on my leg. I motioned Mie to slide to me, and she did, pretty soon settling her own small, lightly-hairy crotch on my other thigh. The two girls held each other as they rocked to the waves, grinding little pussies against me.

I kissed Mie softly, let the girl enjoy the gentleness of my lips on hers. She moaned softly, her body moving instinctively to ride my leg. Amy started to moan, replaced my lips with hers, kissed Mie as they rocked. I caressed Amy's wonderful young boobs, let them play wet and loose on my fingers. I slid my other hand on Mie's tiny puffs, loved the softness, the tenderness there, felt her tensing.

Amy's hand joined mine in exploring the immature buds on Mie's chest, the eleven-year old grinding harder, harder, switched her lips to mine, moaned into my mouth, moved back to Amy, and came on my leg. She moaned, her high voice sounded angelic as she broke away and cried into the air. Her pussy ground on me, ground, she shook, shuddered, her nipples tightening just a bit as she orgasmed.

Incredibly sexy, she was, and Amy and I were incredibly turned on by Mie's climax. We washed ourselves good with fresh water and dried, then moved into the new house we'd built.

It was comfortable, much more room to spread out than in the boat cabin, the mattress could lay flat, fewer lumps from the clothes underneath. Amy and I kissed as we slid Mie into bed. The fifteen-year old caught my eye, winked, smiled, and pushed my head down between Mie's legs. I inhaled the scent of a young girl. An aroused, clean young girl whose pussy was swollen and looked in need of my attention.

I spread her labia and stared at the light pink flesh inside. It contrasted so beautifully with her dark vulva. I lapped at her, tasted a new palate of flavors between her legs. She was salty, very fresh, the lightest hints of floral accents, perhaps rose, perhaps jasmine, no pungency or richness at all. I licked her and licked her, lost myself between the eleven-year old's thighs.

Amy pushed me aside, ready to get her own taste. She sank down and licked Mie's little pussy, the girl's hole so small I wondered if I could get a finger inside. I knew that would be a question for another day. Amy mewled as she ate Mie's cunt, the wonderful sound combined with Mie's pants and high-voiced moans to keep my cock throbbing.

I slid behind Amy, watched her head move from side-to-side. I fingered the fifteen-year old's vagina, felt her clench and dilate, her pussy already slick and drooling.

I slipped inside, instantly felt my balls drawing up and knew this was going to be a fast one. I pumped Amy as she ate Mie, heard the young girl cry out in orgasm. My stomach clenched and grew taut, my penis swelled in Amy, and felt sperm rushing up my shaft.

I pulled out just in time, jumped over Amy and pointed my cock at Mie's chest. I stroked twice, cried out, arched, and splattered her growing buds with my cum. Four or five full shots of sperm splashed her skin, hitting both puffy nipples, her eyes wide and watching, her mouth open.

As my orgasm washed over me, I leaned forward and dipped my penis into Mie's mouth. She let me put an inch or two between her lips where I moved it slowly back and forth, leaking the last of my seed against the eleven-year old's tongue.

Amy was fast to lick up the mess, her tongue running over Mie's little nubs to suck in my sperm. She got most of it, what hadn't already run down Mie's small, dark skin.

I was still hard, my cock resting in Mie's mouth. Amy took me from her and sucked on me, kept my balls churning, readying another load. Mie leaned up and whispered in Amy's ear. The fifteen-year old flushed and nodded, pulled my dick out and said to me, “I think you'll want to watch this...”

Mie raised up, grinning, flushed, while Amy laid back and spread her legs. The fifteen-year old's pussy was sloppy from our copulation, dripping juices as she parted her thighs. Mie grinned at me, then settled down between Amy's legs.

She lapped Amy just like she had with Karana, slow, steady tongue moved from bottom to top. Amy moaned in pleasure as the tentative touches turned her on. I stroked myself as Mie ate Amy, amazed at the scene in front of me, amazed at how long Mie licked. Amy slipped a hand to her clit and masturbated while Mie concentrated on her labia, sometimes testing Amy's depths by pushing her tongue into the teen's vagina.

Then Mie raised up, slid her body over Amy, and started to fuck her. Again, I watched Mie pretend she had a penis, her hips humping against Amy's sex, her cute little butt tensing and relaxing. I could see the girl really lose herself in her movements, her body tensing, becoming more focused.

Amy's hand whirled on her clit as Mie fucked her, climaxing loudly just as Mie began to cry out. Amy's orgasm triggered Mie's. Without a hand or a finger between her own legs, Mie climaxed while humping between Amy's legs.

The two girls crying out, tense, humping each other, the smell of wet, horny pussies, young girl and teen, it had me stroking fast and aiming my cock over them.

My first shot landed all over Mie's clenched buttocks, the second close by. A third hit her hip, ran quickly down to Amy's thigh, where it slid slowly toward her vulva. A last spurt fired out just as Mie relaxed, her butt cheeks opened slightly, a glob of cum splashing against the eleven-year old's anus.

Mie and Amy looked back at me, panting, serious but unfocused eyes, mouths open, covered in my sperm. It was one hell of a sight.

I kissed the girls, spent, as were they. Mie and Amy giggled for a while as fingers found holes and slowly, gently explore each others bodies. I let my own drift to Mie's pussy, slipped the tip inside, felt how incredibly tight she was. Far tighter than even Bailey her first time, tighter than Amy. One finger stretched her, and I played with that wonderful pussy, only removing my digit when Amy slipped one inside.

I felt Mie's hymen and let myself imagine the day she'd want me inside her. It might take a few tries to take her barrier. She was so tight, so small, it would take work to push inside her without hurting her, then more effort to punch through and take her virginity.

I lay on the bed for a while, the girls sighing, cooing, Mie's body so warm on mine, so small, Amy so soft and wonderful next to her.

We napped a bit then cleaned up. My sperm had dried all over Mie's back, and she said it tickled when Amy and I wiped it off.

Grinning faces, including Bailey and Keekah, met us around the fire. Manu asked if Mie had given her barrier, and I smiled, said, “no, she is not ready and we are not ready. But... she showed she is ready for some things... Oh, yes... she was a woman this day in many ways.”

That made Mie smile and she kissed my lips.

Hakee looked at me longingly. Keekah had explained to her days before about our rules, but she hadn't shown any interest in pursuing me. I knew she and Tok, and often Gale, were having sex, and the seventeen-year old had enjoyed hanging off the man's arm and acting like his girlfriend. Keekah said she was happy, but that she hadn't forgotten me and hoped room could be made for her soon. I'd promised Hakee we would do that, but part of me worried about Amy, so I didn't suggest it.

I'd let Amy open that door when the time was right.