Trying to teach the two girls the subtleties of kissing made for an enjoyable, but frustrating afternoon. Both were enthusiastic to engage in an activity which they felt was similar to a reaffirmation of their sharing of breaths, but neither had the slightly idea of how to go about carrying out the action. If you could imagine yourself being a fifty-year old man, trying to awkwardly teach a ten-year old the subtle techniques of how to French kiss, then you can imagine how I felt. Of course, the girls aren’t ten years old physically, but when it comes to their mental state involving oral interactions, they might as well be.
Honestly, in many ways, I was actually happy when we finished and simply snuggled up together, resting while the storm raged all around us. As awkwardly perverted as teaching the girls made me feel, simply snuggling and holding them brought me nothing but pure blissful pleasure. Some small part in the back of my mind nagged me about how I was cheating on my dead wife, but it didn’t really hold much sway over my heart. I’d been faithful for twenty-five years, until, “till death do us part,” so I didn’t really feel as if I was cheating on her.
I was simply starting to move on with my life.
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Lasting a little longer than usual today, the sun was already setting by the time the storm ended. With the heat of the day already past us, nobody bothered with dressing as we crawled out of our shelter as naked as the day we were born. Alaina immediately grabbed up one of our crude spears and took off at a rapid sprint towards the beach, while Laulaia grabbed up her hose and took off left along the tree line. She was rushing to gather extra fruits, berries, and nuts, before it became too dark to see. The hose was so she could store whatever she gathered in them.
“Shadow, let’s go.” Grabbing my knife, I turned and quickly headed into the edge of the forest. My job was to quickly hack and gather the vines, leaves, and poles necessary to assemble into the rafts/walls which were so essential to our plan. We could all work together with the crafting process later in the moonlight, but for now, simply gathering the supplies was a race against the fading light.
And, it was a race I was rapidly losing.
The thick foliage darkened the already waning sunlight, and heavy shadows thickly smothered everything. Too cautious to go very deep into the ominous forest, I frantically hacked and slashed at everything close. Gathering the loose limbs close, I wrapped my arms and quickly dragged a load into our camp area, without bothering to look for which were suitable for our needs, and which weren’t.
Shadow growled and barked, grabbing up a small stick all his own. Shaking and beating it from side to side with his mouth, he beat it against everything he passed, until he could finally drop it near my pile.
It’s amazing how sharp the little asshole can be sometimes!
“Good boy! Let’s go again.” Praising my little boy, we both turned and rushed back into the thick underbrush for another load.
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It was almost utterly dark by the time me and Shadow gave up after our seventh trip. Even though I was drenched in sweat from the rigorous workout, I admit, I felt great. My side barely twitched now, and I still had more energy than what I’ve probably had for twenty years now. I suppose not having sodas, chips, and an overabundance of highly processed sugars truly does make a difference.
“Steffan! Steffan! Look!” I had just sat to take my break, when Alaina came bounding into our small camp site. Excited as she could possibly be, she was dragging some odd monstrosity behind her as emerged out of the deeply fading twilight. “What is it?” Laughing happily, she asked me, as if I should know!
In the near dark, as we were, I couldn’t even hazard a guess at what the damn thing was she’d brought to us. It was long – perhaps fifteen to eighteen feet (five to six meters), or so – and was a tentacled creature. At least half a dozen, and perhaps as many as a dozen, long tentacles extended from the thing. My first thought was that this creature might be an octopus or squid, but I really don’t think so.
Now, I’ve never claimed to be an expert on aquatic creatures, having been a land-bound form boy almost all my life, but from what I could tell just by watching National Geographic from time to time, octo-fish don’t have fur. And this thing did! Thin and wisp-like, fine slate-gray fur covered the creature from tentacle to tentacle; growing thicker and longer as it approached the central mass which was the main body.
“It’s a Wooly Octopus,” I bullshitted Alaina, trying to sound confident. The girls don’t know my language, so they won’t know if I’m just making up names for things on my own, or not. “I don’t know if they’re edible or not,” I warned her, honestly. Who knew if such a damn monstrosity was poisonous, or not?!
“Oh…” Slightly crestfallen, Alaina dropped the tentacle she was pulling the beast by. Pouting, she eased over to where I’d just left the knife, after my final run into the jungle to collect building materials. Grabbing it, Alaina moved back over, squatted down, and started slicing on the newly dubbed, “Wooly Octopus.”
“I told you,” I repeated, “we don’t know if that’s poisonous or not. I don’t think we can trust eating it.”
“Not gonna eat it,” Alaina grunted. Straining and tugging on something, she barely even took her attention from her task at hand to answer.
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“Then what the heck are you doing?” As hard as she was working, I couldn’t help but be curious as to what her goal was. Stretching, I started to ease up to go see for myself.
“This!” Suddenly flopping down backwards, Alaina sat down hard on her ass. Arm outstretched triumphantly, she held a large round orb upstretched in her blood-covered hand.
“That’s?” Puzzled by what she’d worked so hard to gather up, I eased over and took it from her. Hard, round, and crystal clear, she’d apparently just carved the eye out of the creature. Looking like the outside of a palm-sized snow globe, I found myself beginning to tremble with excitement as well.
“A treasure! You’ve found us a treasure!” Laughing happily, I leaned down, tucked my hands under Alaina’s armpits, and lifted her up into a tight embrace. Twirling happily, I spun around while holding her in my arms, for several rotations, before finally setting her feet back on the sand. Gripping both sides of her cheeks firmly in my hands, I leaned forward and kissed her deeply and passionately.
Blinking, and looking utterly bewildered, Alaina quietly asked, “So, I did good?”
“Alaina did the best,” I praised her, not hiding my enthusiasm at all. Leaning forward, I showered her with hugs and kisses dozens of times. She truly had gathered us a priceless treasure.
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It was nearly an hour later, and completely dark, when Laulaia came slowly sauntering into camp. Clearing exhausted from having worked as long as she possibly could, one hose was almost half-full with varieties of various fruits and berries which grow on the island.
“Alaina did good!” Laughing happily, Alaina bounced up from where she was helping me strip leaves from the branches I’d pulled into camp. Grabbing the wooly octopus’s eye, she half leaped to Laulaia’s side, covering the distance in just a few overly-energetic bounds.
“What’s that?” Curious, but unable to make out much detail in the dark – tonight was worse than usual, with thick cloud cover blocking out most of the moonlight – Laulaia had no choice but to ask about what Alaina had brought her.
“I dunno,” Alaina admitted, care-freely. “Steffan says it’s a treasure though.”
“It is,” I assured them both. “You’ll just have to wait until tomorrow for me to show you why it’s such a treasure though.”
“Well great!” Laughing happily, Laulaia leaned over and hugged Alaina tightly. “You did well.”
“Aaauuuuuuu woooo woooo!!” Upset at not getting any of the praise or attention, Shadow howled and pouted pitifully.
“Yes,” I reassured him, taking time to scratch his ears lightly, “you did good too. You helped and worked hard with me.”
“Ahhwoooo.” Rolling onto his back and presenting his stomach, Shadow snorted as if to state, “And don’t you forget it!”
I swear, that damn dog is smarter than some people I know!
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The next morning, I awoke to Laulaia’s gentle moaning. We’d had to quit with less preparations completed than I’d originally intended, due to the sheer lack of light from the heavily overcast skies, so our plan was to get an early start this morning before the sun got too intense – and Laulaia had certainly gotten an early start.
Hips rhythmically swaying forward and back, Laulaia trembled as she slowly worked her ass back and forth upon my morning wood. Soft little moans leaked from her lips, as my sleep fogged brain struggled to figure out what exactly as going on. For the first time in several years, I had a full-fledged erection!
And I was getting raped!
Not that I’m complaining, of course, but sex without consent is always rape they say. I was sleeping; I certainly didn’t consent. Not that I wouldn’t consent now, that is.
Just what the hell would my wife think? Say?!
As my mind struggled to process the flood of stimulus and conflicting thoughts, Laulaia trembled from head to toe and orgasmed. Sighing contented, she pulled forward, removing my still erect member from inside her, and rolled sluggishly onto her stomach. “It’s Alaina’s turn now,” she told me, matter-of-factly.
“It is?” Blinking stupidly, I roused myself out of my thoughts enough to look around for Alaina. Already outside our little shelter, she laughed freely, while bending forward to rest her arms against one of the nearby trees. Raising herself up to her tippy toes, she wiggled her ass invitingly, offering it out for use.
“I’m ready, my lord-husband.” Alaina laughed gaily and wiggled back and forth inviting me to partake in the bounty that was her beauty.
Nodding drunkenly, I stumbled up and wobbled over to where she awaited. At my age, I couldn’t be certain how long my erection might last, and even if my mind wasn’t certain how I currently felt about everything, my pride as a man wouldn’t let me refuse such a request from a woman. Grabbing both hips firmly with my hands, I trust all the way into Alaina’s anus, in one swift, hard moment.
“Ohhh!” Surprised by the sudden penetration, Alaina leaned forward heavily against the tree, and moaned loudly.
Thrusting myself hard in and out fully, I pounded Alaina wildly. Not counting Laulaia, who had taken advantage of me while I was still asleep, this was the first sex I’d had in years. The doctors said I might have a heart attack and die if I did this, but I don’t give a damn. I’ll die later. Right now, I’m too focused on the moment to care what about what the hell the doctor told me!
For several long and intense moments, I ravished Alaina’s rear as intensely as I’ve ever had sex with anyone before in my life. I thrust. I pounded. I was quick, hard, and utterly ruthless, and when I finally reached my limit, the orgasm I had was the most intense I’ve ever experienced in my life. My hips and knees gave out as a released a gushing torrent of man’s milk into the deepest recesses of Alaina’s firm ass.
As I slumped to the ground, utterly drained, Alaina slowly slid down and snuggled back into my arms. Holding her gently, I slowly caressed her breasts. “Sorry,” I apologized. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?” I should’ve been thinking of that well before now, but I’d completely lost myself in my emotions.
“She’s fine.” Giggling lightly, Laulaia stretched and then crawled on all fours across to sand to snuggle up and join us. “Alaina has a lot of experience with men. You won’t hurt her that easily.”
“A lot of experience?” At her age, how could she have a lot of experience? I didn’t understand.
“My lady would loan me to her father’s guards, servants, and guests,” Alaina explained, making it sound as if it was just business as usual.
“The boys, teachers, and guards too at our school,” Laulaia added, laughing lightly. “After all, it’s not like it actually cost us anything, and it’s nice to always gain favor with the others.”
“Well… Well…” I was flabbergasted! I literally had no clue how to respond to such a line of reasoning. “We’ll, you’re my wife now, and only for me,” I finally sputtered out, lamely.
“Of course, my lord-husband.” Laughing gaily, Alaina relaxed her firm body in my arms, letting me feel and caress freely. “After all,” she teased, “I’ve already been well trained for my lord-husband. It’s Laulaia who needs the practice, now that she’s a servant as well as a wife.”
“Ummmm…” Not saying anything, Laulaia didn’t refuse the possibility.
What the hell is wrong with these girls? Just what type of damn lifestyle were they raised in? Utterly baffled, I held both in my arms, waiting for the sun to rise fully so we could begin our preparations again.