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

Getting the others back to camp went seamlessly the next day. The four of us set out at dawn and quickly joined the others with handshakes, hugs, and kisses. The smell was horrible. After being out of the cave only a day, my nose had returned to normal sensitivities. What met me when I stepped through the mesh almost made me vomit.

We got our items packed, everyone chewed an acorn or two, a few yellow leaves as well, then the trek back was quick and without complications.

We had to clean out two of the shelters, the ones which had doors left ajar. But the work was quick, and all of us huddled in our respective shelters to wait out the rest of the day, cooking a meal and sharing laughs while bathing in the surf during the evening lull.

We were exhausted quickly, shared a bit of the island wine and a joint, then collapsed in our beds. Bailey, Amy, and Keekah snuggled with me. That may have been the best night of my life. We weren't intimate, too tired, too excited to be home, but feeling those young women beside me, safe, clean, happy, it made me smile long into the night, long after they were all snoring and comfortable, I lay there, awake, thrilled to be alive, thrilled that the others were as well.

- - -

The sound of screaming birds had me sitting up early, before dawn. I let the girls sleep while I wandered to the door. We'd stretched mesh across the opening, then closed the door behind it the previous evening, and when I opened it, I looked out to aerial warfare inches away.

Sleek blue birds were slamming through my field of view. Hundreds. Thousands. Tens of thousands. They screamed and dove, flapped quickly and recovered, dove again, screamed. It was chaos, nature's orchestrated fight to the death. And it wasn't the birds being killed.

I watched as the birds repeatedly caught the hawk bugs. They were feasting, bloodlust igniting them, the blood orgy of consumption all they saw.

I stared a long time, wondered if we'd even be able to leave the shelters that day. Or the next.

We couldn't, as it turned out. The bugs had no lull and the birds were literally as thick as the swarming bugs had been previously. They were in a frenzy, chasing the hawk bugs like fighter pilots. It was impressive to watch, but it kept us inside for two full days.

We immediately started rationing food. Each shelter had enough water for about three days, enough food not to go terribly hungry. We didn't have much forethought on voiding our bowels, so once those urges hit, we used the area near the door, figuring that would be easiest to clean up.

The smell was horrible, but unlike the cave, we could open the door wide and get a breeze with the mesh protecting us. It helped, and those couple of days were spent quietly, talking, hopeful. We had a few books in our shelter and read, which helped to pass the time. Amy and Bailey continued to give Keekah lessons, and I smiled at her improvement since I'd last seen her try to read.

It was during those days that I noticed the changes in Bailey's body. It was subtle, only someone who'd spent a great deal of time looking at the thirteen-year old naked would have seen it. Her breasts had just the hint of heaviness that hadn't been there. Despite the days of little food, her boobs had a hint of swelling. Just a hint.

Her belly, too, offered just the hint of a pooch, just an extra layer of skin or two on top of normal for her. But I saw it, and I held her often, whispered into her ear how lucky we were to have survived, to have survived to see our baby born. It was powerful, that emotional bonding. Bailey and I spent many quiet hours that day, just holding each other, rubbing her belly, and being thankful for what we had.

- - -

The third day I woke in the dark to nothing. Quiet, peaceful snores from the three young women, but only the breeze through the trees. Quiet, compared to the horrible cacophony of the birds.

I opened the door, stared out into the darkness. I heard nothing. No birds, no buzzing, just the surf, the breeze, the gentle snores behind me. I pulled out an acorn and chewed it. I wasn't sure how long it took, but I chewed for at least an hour, swallowing the bitter juice and sipping water.

I really longed for coffee in that moment. It would have been the perfect, hot rush to meet the darkness. I didn't have it, and like most of the things I didn't have, I swept the thought away and stepped outside.

I saw nothing moving. The moon was low on the horizon to the West, nearly full. It cast enough light to see the camp, and what I could see sent shivers of hope into my body.

There were dead bugs everywhere. The hawk bug carcasses were an inch thick in places, most of them ripped, torn, pieces of the terrifying critters that had hunted us. The birds were gone, but their droppings were everywhere, too. I couldn't take a step without squishing bug juice and bird poo, and for a while, it didn't disgust me. I was caught up in the surreality, the bugs nowhere to be seen. I couldn't believe it was true, but I found no evidence that my eyes deceived me.

I made my way back to the shelter and sat down on the one step that led in. I waited, listened, heard nothing but the surf, the breeze. The moon disappeared just as the breeze picked up. I heard thunder rolling in fast. I dangled my feet out, let them wash clean in the pouring rain that slammed into the island from the South.

I laughed, spread my hands to the heavens, leaned my head back, and roared with laughter.

The teens had heard me, stared out from the mesh.

I heard Bailey's quiet voice, “are they gone? Are they all gone?”

Lightning struck the water in the distance, thunder crackled in behind it. “I think so, Kitten, I think so.”

- - -

They were gone. Completely. We saw no sign of the hawk bugs or the sleek blue birds. They'd fought to the death on our beach and then were gone. The rain had lasted all day, and it washed the camp completely clear of bird poop and most of the bug carcasses. The next morning we all gathered around the campfire, looking a bit like ghosts, like zombies.

Smiling ghosts, though. We hugged, kissed, let laughter roll from us, gaily dancing and singing, playing in the surf. There was a lot to do, a lot to clean up, chores to catch up. But that day, that day we spent with each other.

It started with plenty of swigs of Tok's island wine. The rough batch of sweet, tart alcohol had bits of pulp from the lack of straining, but it tasted ok and hit me a lot more like vodka than wine. We passed around a big cup and shared it, everyone but Bailey. Mie and Poln took small sips, mostly disliked it, and otherwise, the rest of us downed most of the batch.

We needed it, all of the drinking, smoking, bonding together. We'd been so close to losing everything, so close to death, so close to losing all we loved again, dying slowly in a stinking, dark cave. Instead, we'd been given a second shot at life, a second chance to bond, to love, to bring our family closer. And bring it closer we did.

I danced with Bailey and Amy, others moving by in light blurs, the music our own laughs, our sighs, the rhythm of the surf, the breeze, the freedom of being alive and outside and in love. I pulled Bailey close, kissed her, did the same with Amy, watched them share a kiss. Keekah joined us, kissed us, hands running freely over flesh, over genitals.

Bailey whispered in my ear, said, “I'm ok with everything, Kal. Anyone, anything... I want it all to happen. No rules, if you want that.”

Amy heard and said quietly, “yes... no rules... anything is ok tonight... Kal?”

I nodded, smiled, said, “whatever you want, my loves, whatever you want...”

Amy giggled, looked behind her, said, “even if I want Tok inside me?”

“Even that.”

She smiled and broke away, left me and Bailey and Keekah dancing together as she found Tok and ground into him, kissed him, let her body become one with him as they slowly moved together. It was a thrill for me, to see her so lively, so alive, so desirous of something, someone, she'd yet to experience. You might wonder why no jealousy, given how strongly Amy and I had bonded. I can't explain it. I felt compersion, wonder, knew she was having a first time that made her world so much larger.

I looked at Bailey, wondered if she had the same urge. We both watched as Tok's fingers slid into Amy's pussy as they danced, her mouth open, her body rocking to a beat only the two of them could identify. His dark flesh against her pale skin was a contrast that made me aroused, seeing her shudder as he found her clit, his long, hard cock pushing up her back as they danced.

“And you... no rules, right?” I said to Bailey as she ground her ass against my hard penis.

“Not tonight... not that... No, not until our baby comes. Just you. I only want you, Kal. Only you.”

“Ok...”

“But, I meant no rules for you, too. With Hakee, Mie... If they want it... I want it for you, for them... Tonight is so... special, I don't want anyone to be held back... tonight, and in the future, I never want to hold back anyone, especially you... we've suffered too much, too much to let moments like that be lost, you know? So tonight... if they want it... make it special for them...”

I smiled and kissed her as she leaned back, then bent her slightly and pushed my penis into her already-slick vagina. Tok was fucking Amy from behind, the teen bent over a chair, his cock slipping in and out of her tight hole. His eyes were closed, a look of delightful pleasure on his face as he humped the fifteen-year old steadily.

Bailey gasped, panted as we fucked, our eyes turning side to side, watching those around us give in to the moment and share intimacy. Gale and Hona were 69ing on a towel, each woman moaning in pleasure. Keekah was on her back, legs spread, her own mother settled between, licking her daughter slowly, lovingly. Hakee was running her hands over Tok's body and Amy's as the couple fucked. Tok pulled out of Amy and slid into Hakee, Amy turning to kiss the girl, caressing her lovely breasts.

Even Mie and Poln were involved, mostly watching at that point, her hand on the boy's penis, using small movements to stroke him much as she had with me. His little hard cock was jerking and twitching, his mouth open as he watched everyone fucking.

I unloaded in Bailey, so turned on by what was going on. She acted like she felt me cum, cried out, ground down, her fingers moving over her clit, her climax only seconds behind mine.

Tok had slid behind Manu, and for the first time since they'd arrived, she took his penis inside her wonderful pussy. She groaned into Keekah's crotch as Tok slowly fucked her, churning her juices into a froth. My penis popped out of Bailey, my sperm slid down her crotch and her thigh. Hona kissed me, stroked my cock while Bailey sat, eyed my wife, and sank onto her knees, buried her face in Bailey's pregnant pussy.

I watched the woman lick up my sperm, tasting it carefully, deciding she liked it a lot, licking Bailey's vagina for more. I slipped inside Hona's cunt, her lovely wide hips moving in rhythm with me as we fucked. I caught Bailey's eyes, her mouth open, a warm smile touching her lips as Hona ate her.

Tok pulled out of Manu, sticky globs of semen sliding out, catching in her dark pubes. She had a look of pure delight on her face, big smile, eyes closed. She looked like she'd orgasmed, her body trembling lightly. When she laid down, Hakee moved between her legs and licked up the creampie. Tok sat back, toothy grin pointed my way, head nodded toward Manu as he drank from the cup of island wine.

I pulled out of Hona, her warm, slick pussy left wet and gaping between her thick thighs, moved over to Manu, slid my dick into her mouth without protest. She smiled at me as she sucked. Manu was a wonderful cocksucker, knew how to give the right suction, the right friction, her saliva running out over the edges of her lips. Hakee smiled at me, and I think she knew that the rules were removed.

The seventeen year old swayed back and forth as she lapped her mother's brown pussy. I pulled out of Manu's mouth, kissed her, then knelt down behind Hakee. I looked at Amy, saw the smile on her face as she watched me, her own pussy being eaten suddenly by Mie, the young girl playing with her own clit as she lapped at Amy's juices.

I brought the tip of my penis to Hakee's labia, and pushed in. She let out a long, loud moan that seemed to echo in those around us, the sounds of pleasure becoming a cacophony of delight and warmth. I sank into her, sank, felt my penis hit her cervix. She was so tight, I don't know why that surprised me again. Something about the curves of her hips, the size of her breasts, suggested she'd had enough experience to make her channel open more easily.

Instead, it took several pushes to get fully inside to where her cervix stopped my movement. Her cunt spasmed around me, spasmed, clenched, my balls slapping her clit as I started to fuck her. I moved quickly, enjoying her tight vagina, the beautiful seventeen-year old's head up, her mother watching from below, playing with herself, running hands along Hakee's face and neck.

Poln walked up, dick in hand, looked at his aunt. I don't know if they'd done it before, but Manu guided him to her mouth as if it was the most natural thing in the world, the boy's little penis slid between her lips, and she mewled as she sucked her nephew's young cock.

Amy had sat Mie down and was lapping at her little virgin cunt, the young girl a look of one lost in pleasure, in focus, Amy's tongue bringing her to a shuddering orgasm. Watching the little eleven-year old cum, I wondered briefly where Karana had gotten off to. The dog was nowhere in sight. I shrugged, and let myself return to enjoying the tight hole I was fucking.

Keekah was lapping at Bailey's cunt, Hona sucking Tok back to life, Gale playing with herself, ready to mount his long cock.

I didn't cum in Hakee, though I wanted to at one point. Instead, she pulled away, stroked my cock, pointed it between her mother's legs, and guided me into Manu's pussy. I sank into her for the first time. She wasn't tight, no doubt due to birthing three children and just moments before had taken Tok's long cock inside her.

Manu's legs wrapped around my waist, drew me in with each thrust, her eyes alight, sparkling, the look of pleasure on her face became one of focus as Bailey slid over to us and massaged her breasts, found her clit, twirled quickly around the woman's hard nub. Manu climaxed, her body shaking, her pussy clamping down on my cock as we fucked and she came.

Bailey's eyes were dancing over Manu's body, her hands exploring freely. I pounded her, pounded, her body humping me back, her hips rolling as she washed in euphoria. My penis swelled, swelled, groaning, panting, sweat dripping from me, splashing on her skin, intensity, wet pussy surrounding me, surrounding and holding me inside, begging me to finish in her body.

I unloaded in Manu's cunt, spewing my load, crying out into the night, grunting, grunting, splashing my seed deep into her body, spasming as waves of pleasure rolled over me. I held deep inside her, deep, Manu begging me to fill her completely, her second load of cum that evening. I finished, leaked, throbbed in her cunt, leaned down to kiss her, kissed Bailey, kissed Manu again, slowly pulled my cock out and was quickly replaced by Gale, the woman's lips soon coated with my sperm and Manu's juices.

I sat back, had a couple of swigs of the island wine, watched the fucking, moaning, sweating people around me. It was bliss, pure bliss. My cock continued to throb, half-hard, never losing my erection completely. How could I? Despite two powerful orgasms, I was aroused and kept on edge by the sounds and smells and sights of copulating people, of wet pussies, swollen breasts, women and men groaning in pleasure and release.

Mie slid onto my lap and kissed me, deeply, her mouth tasting of pussy and sweat. I wondered who all she'd tasted for the first time that night, whose juices had run down her throat. The young girl caressed my thigh as I explored her body, let my fingers tease her little puffs before taking her little ass into my hands.

She swung a leg over me, was straddling me, the look of want on her face. She brought her virgin pussy up, rested it along my throbbing penis. Her body said she was ready. Her pussy said the same. Mie wanted me inside her for the first time. I glanced at Bailey, at Amy, at Manu, saw looks of wonder, understanding, and permission.

I kissed Mie as I throbbed nestled between her thin, brown thighs. No words were spoken, they weren't needed. I knew what the eleven-year old wanted, knew she desired me inside her. The others began to watch, slowed their licks and thrusts, turned toward us, knew Mie was about to give me her virginity.

She rose and I took hold of my penis, let her body settle lower as the tip pushed against her thin labia. She gasped as the head nestled into her virgin opening. We kissed, my arms around her. More hands joined us, Bailey, Keekah, Amy, lips pressed gently onto Mie's body, fingers caressing her, fondled her little puffy nips, her tight, firm butt cheeks. Mie looked into my eyes, and sat down.

I felt her barrier start to give as she sank onto my cock. It held at first, pain registering on her face. But also determination, powerful desire, a need to be filled. I lifted her an inch, let her move at her own pace. She settled, my penis again meeting her barrier, and this time, her hips moved just right to force me inside.

Mie cried out, her arms tight around my neck, her face pressed against mine. We held like that as her tight, slick channel took me deeper, slowly, with just the slightest movements. Her pussy was the tightest I'd ever been inside. I was glad in that moment to have cum twice already. I knew I'd have blown my load right then without that.

More hands joined us, more lips, pressing into her flesh, delighted, sensuous eyes watching us, gently touching Mie as my penis slowly opened her little hole and slid deeper, deeper, so tight, so wet, so hot around my flesh.

Mie moved and my dick throbbed in her young body. She moved again and I slid deeper, pressed hard against her cervix. I was only halfway inside her vagina then, her little body unable to take more. It was enough. I'd stretched her eleven-year old opening as far as it would go.

She lifted, sat, lifted, sat, soft moans escaping her lips. More fingers, more kisses, more soft touches of her body as the moment became all about Mie. No one else fucked, licked each other. No one masturbated or came. Everyone's hands wanted to touch the girl, touch her, feel her as she fucked for the first time.

It was an amazing experience as she started to ride me, ride me, humping slowly, her little body tense and straining to take me inside, trying to take me deeper, each movement pressing me against her cervix.

She moaned, Bailey's fingers the ones that brought her to orgasm as my pregnant wife found her clit and stroked the girl to a climax. Mie's body shuddered, she groaned, her channel clamped down, threatened to push me out. The pressure of her body kept me inside as she rode, juices flowing from her vagina and over my shaft.

Hands moved, her body shook, her orgasm washed over her and over me. I was transfixed, delighted, lost in Mie's climaxing little body, felt myself tensing, the pleasure of her riding me intense, amazing, blissful.

I rose up, stood, my penis never leaving her spasming hole. Mie instinctively wrapped her legs around my waist as I began to fuck her. I hugged her to my chest, fucked her, fucked her, Mie's tight hole barely letting me move as it held tightly around my dick. More hands pressed in. Bailey and Amy wrapped their arms around Mie, around me, hugged us as we fucked. Warm flesh pressed around us, consumed us, my cock throbbing in Mie's tiny pussy.

I heard moans, my own, Mie's, those of Bailey and Amy as they held us tight, pressing Mie's body against mine. I kissed her thin neck, met her lips with mine, whispered, “I'm going to cum in you, Mie... you want that?”

She moaned, her pussy tightened, she said nothing as she moved with me, moved with Bailey and Amy as we fucked. Fucked, rode, moved in tight up and down motions, our flesh sweaty, her body so tender and light in my arms, her small frame perfect to fuck in that position, perfect to be hugged tightly to me, held tightly by Amy and Bailey against me.

I knew what Mie wanted. Her body strained, her channel was slick, tight, milking my cock, the slow burn rising from my groin, waves of pressure and pleasure washing into me, into her, her swollen labia sucking me in, trying desperately to take me deeper.

I cried out, the arms around me tight, Mie's body tight on mine, her puffy nipples pressed into me. I groaned, pushed up, up, up, felt her spasm, felt Mie shudder, heard her moan. I let go, flooding her vagina with my sperm, spewing semen into her little body, filling her quickly with what semen I had left. I came hard, bellowed as I ejaculated, my cum rushing out of my slit and into her little cunt.

It was pure euphoria, bliss, sweaty bodies locked together, my jism squishing around my penetration, unable to flow out from the tight coupling. Mie rode softly, shook as I filled her, kissed me, hugged my neck as she took semen inside her body for the first time.

I collapsed on a blanket, Mie on top, her little body unwilling to let me slip out. She rode me as I tried to deflate. Her pussy clamped, almost pushed me out, the weight of her body forcing me to stay inside.

Mie rode until she shuddered and came again, no fingers this time, just her hard little clit grinding against me, my half-hard penis held tightly inside her vagina. She fell over me and we were were quickly surrounded by fingers and lips and tongues, all wanting to taste her, to caress her, to suck the sperm from her opening. I felt someone's mouth move over my penis as I finally popped out of Mie's little pussy, cum running down, someone kissed my hand, lips moved over Mie's body, tasting her, licking her.

I was lost in that moment a long time, the powerful orgasm, Mie's virginity given to me freely, the love that washed over us from everyone else. It was intense, monumental, incredibly fulfilling.

I sank into the love, the warmth, the pile of bodies that formed around us, touching us, sighing, gently caressing Mie, caressing me as well. My own hands slowly slid over sweaty flesh, not knowing or caring who I touched, enjoying the sticky skin, soft, tender places that were swollen and flushed and raw.

We dozed under the stars together a while until the chill breeze sent us buzzing and tired to our shelters, satisfied, loved, and very thankful to have survived.