13 comments/ 95692 views/ 33 favorites Stranded By: hr6183 Each year they swept in, families of various sizes and ages from across the world. They came from the snow swept regions down to the tropics. Families came every year, looking for fun in the sun and to escape the cold winter season. I lived and worked in Aruba and enjoyed life here. The people of the island were tolerant and open minded. It was a great thing since being a butch lesbian could sometimes cause awkward moments. In any case, I had retired from my day job. I had lived and worked in San Francisco for most of my adult life. When I retired, I took my life savings and moved down to Aruba and started my second life and a new profession. I had always loved the tropics and the ocean especially. So I started my own charter boat business. I made a pretty good living on it. At 58 years old, I was living my dream and enjoying every minute of it. I learned that winter was a great time for business. The invasion of the families meant lots of work and plenty of fun. I never knew how much business I would get but I always managed to make the most of it. There was an informal gathering for guests of one of the hotels I had a business relationship with. It gave the guests the opportunity to meet the staff and local business people and see what was available to see and do. I made my way to my shop and talked with my staff about the beach party, that would be going on later., I made arrangements with them to get an information booth set up. Later at the beach party, guests were coming up inquiring about charters. My crew and I were able to sign some of them up. One family, from Colorado, seemed really nice and were anxious to take a boat tour. I encouraged them to sign up for a three day charter where I would take them scuba diving, reef snorkeling, deep sea fishing and exploring of some of the smaller uninhabited islands. They thought it sounded like fun so we signed them up. There were the parents, Jeff and Cindy, a typical middle aged couple with a teenage son, Kevin and then daddy's little girl, Jessica. She was smoking hot! She had shoulder length brown hair with blond highlights, hazel eyes, tanned skin and tight little body! She looked like the typical all-American college girl. Later as I scanned the books for the days business when I noticed that I had visitors. It was Kevin and Jessica from Colorado wanting to know what to bring on the charter. I told them just casual beach wear and that I had all they would need. The son was looking over some photos of the area where we would head and Jessica was asking questions about swim gear and if I thought she needed to wear a wet suit over her swimsuit. I said yes and gave her a once over, suddenly thinking how she shouldn't have anything covering that sexy body of hers. She caught me looking her over and smiled. OOPS. She read me and I felt my face get flush. Not cool! I made an excuse to leave and we parted agreeing to meet at the dock around seven the next morning. The next morning they were there early and we set off on our charter. That day we did some fishing and explored a couple of small islands. In the evening we made shore and cooked up what the father and son had caught fishing. Jessica had been teasing me and my crew all day long. She walked around in her tiny bikini, which left nothing to the imagination. I noticed that she wore a belly button ring, and also a tattoo on her lower back. Jessica liked shaking her firm rounded ass and smiling seductively at me and my crew. It was apparent that she liked to flirt and made attempts to do so every chance she got. This hot young girl had no idea what she was doing or who she was doing it with. I made sure that my crew knew that she was off limits to everyone but me. The next day we did some snorkeling on the reef, I was treated to helping Jessica put on her wet suit. I tried to maintain some distance but she kept up with the same antics as the other day. Her family seemed oblivious to it. The quarters on the boat were small and when passing each other, our bodies would touch and our eyes would meet. She had a playful grin and her hazel eyes twinkled when we came close. I was sure she didn't realize she was playing with fire. Later as we landed on shore where we were met by a group of locals on the island and they invited us to join. We agreed and were served some very good local food and party fun. Early the next morning I made my way to the water and took a refreshing swim in the surf. I was in a pair of men's speedos and woman's speedo top. I came out and Jessica was standing there. "Good Morning" I said as I toweled myself off and started to walk back to camp. We made small talk and she asked me if I had slept well I said yes, and asked her if she had slept well. She said she had and was excited to get the next island where we were going to explore some of the under water caves. Soon we were off and heading toward the island. Jessica was up top most of the day asking all kinds of questions about the island and I told her and her brother about the stories of pirates and how they would bury treasure all over the islands. I noticed she had changed into a cute little outfit. I could see the blue thong bikini bottoms Jessica was wearing underneath her sheer white sarong and a matching blue bikini top. Seeing her in such a playful outfit was making me extremely horny. This girl was reigniting a fire inside me that I hadn't felt in years. I thought, as I watched her tanning on the deck what it would be like to play with her gorgeous young body. I wondered if she had a boyfriend. I moved my eyes up and down her trim body. She seemed so beautiful, so innocent but yet there was a hint of naughtiness there as well. I thought she and I could have some fun but what about the parents? Hmm. Daddy's little girl, more like daddy's little tease. We arrived at one of the small deserted islands. I tried to get as close to shore as possible but there were too many rocks in the water so I anchored off shore and we took the family and the supplies to shore in two rafts. We found a stream flowing into the cove and followed it back to a small waterfall and clearing in the jungle. We made camp, my crew took the son and dad to the point to fish for lunch. I invited Jessica and her mom to look for clams and shrimp with me on shore. Jessica went with me but her mom said she'd rather just relax, which was fine with me. So the young blond and I set off down the beach. We weren't that far from camp when Jessica and I started talking. "So, how old are you?" "I'm 19. How old are you?" she replied. I smiled and said, "Well sweetie, I'm 58." Jessica said, "Wow! That's old!" "Hey, I'm not that old! I still have a few good years in me! And how old are your parent's?" I said laughing. Jessica said, "Well my dad is 44 and my mom is 43." Amused I said, "Your parents are still pretty young. But I bet they couldn't keep up with me if they tried. I have to stay active for my job so it keeps me in good shape." We kept walking, looking for clams. I asked her if she had any boyfriends. She looked at me, and then told me yes she had. She asked me if I were a lesbian and I told her that I was. We made more small talk while we dug clams then went back to camp. Shortly the rest made camp and we ate a good lunch. The parents went walking on the beach and we made ready to go explore the caves on the other side of the cove. From the shore it looked just like a cliff but down about ten feet under the water line there was an opening which lead to caves. My crew took the brother first, they swam down and were soon out of sight. I looked at Jessica as she geared up. She was so hot in that form fitting wet suit. We walked into the water and dove in. I motioned her to follow me and we swam through the arch and into a tunnel of sorts. In minutes we broke through the surface and came up to a sandy shore in a big room like cave, you could see high up the cliff where the sun shone through the cracks and openings. We spotted the rest of the group taking their tanks off and we followed. Then the five of us started to explore the cave's deep dark recesses. We came to a place where the passageway divided. I had been here before and knew where they both lead, one out into a small cave that opened into the jungle and the other to a series of small mineral pools that lead out behind the waterfall where we had camped. Jessica seemed intent on seeing the mineral pools so my crew took the brother to check out the one that lead to the jungle and Jessica and I took the path to the mineral pools. We found them and I stacked our tanks near the pools. We sat on the rocks and dangled our feet in the water. Finally I got brave and asked her. "So are you and your boyfriend sexually active?" She looked at me and she seemed surprised. "I don't think that's any of your business. Why would you ask that?" I was set back by her tone. "Well I was wondering if your flirting was serious or if you were just looking for attention." She laughed "Flirting, what do you mean?" I wasn't sure where this was going but I was going to proceed with it. "Are your parents really that blind to your actions or what? Does daddy know his little girl is such a little tease?" She dove off the rocks into the water and turned to look at me, "What makes you think I've been flirting with you?" I was about to answer when Jessica's brother and my shipmates came upon us. We gathered our gear and walked to the tunnel to the outlet behind the waterfall. We found Jessica's parents and spent the rest of the day exploring the island and fishing. That night it began to rain and the wind came up. We grabbed what we could and took shelter in the cave behind the waterfall. We tried to save everything and in the process Jessica's mom had fallen and hurt her ankle. We waited the storm out in the cave. It continued on through the morning to about mid day. Then, when we venture out. Our camp was destroyed and there was nothing left. I ran to check on the boat and didn't find it. The wind probably carried it out to sea. I got back to camp and told everyone that we were stranded. The mom was in pain. I did as best I could for her ankle. It looked like it was broken. I suggested that we find a better shelter and save what ever we could. We located a cave near the beach amongst the rocks and we set up camp there. I knew that storms can come up suddenly and can be very unpredictable. I also knew that it may look bad to the tourists but I assured them we would be ok and that these waters are very busy. Someone will spot our signal fire and when we don't return to shore on time someone will come looking for us. I told them our route was mapped and that people knew where we should be. After building the fire I left the group in the cave and walked the shore looking for any sign of wreckage from the boat but there wasn't any. A good sign, since if they spotted the boat they would probably know that we were likely stranded on shore somewhere. I had done this charter route before and my staff knew it well. So it was in their hands now. I started back to camp and found Jessica on the shore. I walked up to her to see she if she was okay. "How are you?" I asked. She looked at me. "Were you serious? Will they find us?" She looked a bit nervous. I tried to reassure her "Yes they will find us, I just went looking and there's no wreckage from the boat so that means she broke her moorings and is out there afloat somewhere. Another boat will come along and see her and know we are stranded on one of the islands, it just may take a couple of days." She seemed relieved and we sat down by the signal fire for a little while. Then I went to camp. Everyone was just getting up and the crew were cooking some fish they had caught. The father and son were gathering firewood but Jessica was nowhere to be found. I asked one of the crew and he pointed toward the cave behind the waterfall. He said she had gone to wash up. I asked the mom how she felt, she said she was managing okay. I started towards the beach but circled back to the waterfall and slipped into the cave. I found her in one of the shallow pools. She was topless in a thong, lathering up her firm little body. I watched her intently as she stroked her body with the soap and rinsed off. I felt my crotch throbbing as I observed her. Here was this gorgeous, almost completely naked young woman before my eyes caressing her firm body. How could any man or in my case, how could a butch daddy resist this young little nymph? I wanted her for my own, I had to have her. It was a crazy, I was jeopardizing my entire business for lust. But at that moment I didn't care. All I wanted was to be with this beautiful college coed. I gave into my urges. In my cargo shorts and black tank top, I stepped into the pool, she turned and had a shocked look upon her face. I grabbed her and pulled her close to me. I kissed Jessica deeply. She pushed me away and slapped my face. I was shocked but grabbed her again and kissed her. I let her go and she slapped me again. I laughed and she got mad. I held my hands up in a joke. Still laughing, I said. "Okay, okay, sorry just couldn't resist." She mumbled something and started to tell me off when she realized her top was off. She spotted it and tried to cross her arms to cover herself as she reached for it. Then we heard Jessica's brother call her name. We looked at each other. Neither of us wanted her brother to catch up in such a precarious position. I grabbed Jessica and pulled her behind some rocks, pinning her against them as we hid. He called out again as he walked nearby but we both kept silent. Pressing my stocky body against her firm young frame was making tingle. The fire of lust was burning in my loins, I could feel my crotch throbbing for Jessica. Lust was overtaking all reason and common sense. Staring into her beautiful hazel eyes, I was struck by how beautiful she truly was. Jessica stared into my eyes. In that moment, I decided to try my luck again. I wrapped my right arm around her lower back, pressing her body close to me. I raised my left arm up and with my hand, I caressed Jessica's face and neck. She looked nervous, but she didn't fight me. I leaned in and started to nibble on her ear, she froze but didn't resist. I became more bold. I moved my head in and kissed her lips, which tasted of strawberry chap stick. I flicked my tongue against her lips. At first, she wouldn't let me in, but I kept up my assault. My tongue finally pierced her lips. She allowed me into her mouth. When she did that, I went wild, I kissed her with wild abandon. Jessica was so hot! Here I was a 58 year old butch lesbian and I had I was making out with this 19 year old hottie!!! I was like a kid in a candy store. As I kissed her, I ran my hands all over her beautiful body. She made me feel like I was 19 again. My crotch was throbbing. I wish I had worn my strapon. I would've loved to have fucked her with it. But it didn't matter, I was going to have my way with her one way or another. I spun Jessica around. Her back was facing me. Her body was trembling now. I think she was a little scared, but she didn't say anything. I kissed my young lover's neck while I unzipped my cargo shorts. I pulled them along with my boxers down to my ankles and kicked them off. I pressed my crotch against Jessica's toned round ass. It was like a jolt of electricity when my skin touched hers. Her skin was so soft and smooth! My sex was engorged and instinctively I started to grind my pussy into Jessica's perfectly rounded ass. She let out a gasp as she felt me grind against her. She said. "Oh my god... What am I doing?" I could tell that she was still scared. I leaned in and whispered into her ear. "Don't worry my baby girl. I'm not going to hurt you. I'm gonna make you feel like the sexy woman you are!" With that, I began to nibble on my 19 year old lover's ear. My left hand reached around and began to caress Jessica's full breasts. Softly squeezing her breasts, running my fingers through her nipples and gently pinching them. I moved my right hand across her smooth flat stomach. My fingers grazed Jessica's exquisite skin, moving ever further down her perfect body. Finally my hand ran over the thin material that barely covered her sex. Cupping her crotch with my hand. I pushed up against her pussy, which forced Jessica's back to arch and bring her round ass into a better position for me to grind against. By then I was a little nervous. I was afraid that someone might catch us, especially Jessica's parents. I doubt that they would've approved of an old butch woman like me madly humping their beautiful young daughter from behind. Somehow, the thrill of being caught only added to my excitement. I whispered into Jessica's ear, "You're making me so fucking horny! God damn you're sexy!!!" I slid my hand underneath the thin material that covered Jessica's pussy. Jessica gasped, her body froze and tensed for a moment and then relaxed. I nuzzled my face against her neck, kissing it to reassure her that everything would be ok. I ran my fingers over her smooth, hairless pussy. I flicked my tongue against Jessica's ear, sucking on her ear lobe as I ran my middle finger across her slit with my pointer finger and ring finger were on either side of her pussy lips. I gently spread the lips apart and heard her gasp. My fingers found her clit half hidden by the hood. I touched it gently. I found the slit and forced a finger inside her tight young pussy. My young lover let out another gasp before she finally breathed out. "Oh shit!" I whispered into her ear. "It's OK my baby girl, I'm not going to hurt you. I promise I'll be gentle." She finally relaxed. I slid my finger deeper inside Jessica. I felt her becoming wet as my finger probed her. Her eyes were closed and she bit her lip. I pressed my stocky body completely against Jessica's back. Except for the shirt that I had on, we were skin to skin. I could feel her young body trembling still. She was nervous still, perhaps scared as well. I wrapped my left arm Jessica's chest, holding her to me, supporting her body and making sure she didn't accidentally fall. I slowed the rhythm of my grinding hips against her round ass. I asked the 19 year old. "Do you like what I'm doing baby?" At first she didn't answer me. I slowly ran my middle finger across her slit. Softly sliding it back and forth. I could feel her juices on my fingers. I nibbled on her ear and arched my finger, letting her feel me penetrate her slightly. I asked again. "Cmon baby. Talk to me. Do you like it?" Finally my young lover responded with a single word. "Yes." I had a big grin on my face. She was letting go and giving in to me. I always loved seducing women, especially straight women. But I never in a million years would have thought that I would be with someone as young and as beautiful as Jessica. Now that I was, I wanted to make sure that I completely rocked her world. I slowly drew my middle finger inside her body. She was slippery and wet but yet incredibly tight! She spread her legs apart slightly, giving me better access to penetrate her. As I began to slowly pump my finger inside Jessica, I started to thrust my hips forward into her luscious ass. God she felt incredible! In between kissing her neck and nibbling on her ear, I whispered sweet nothings to her. I told her how hot she was and how badly I wanted her sexy body. In perfect tempo, I drove my finger inside Jessica as I thrusted my crotch into her silky soft ass. I was getting wet. I felt my juices coating my young lover's perfect ass. My excitement and lust for Jessica was at a fever pitch. I could feel her excitement building as well. My finger was covered with her juices. Her pussy was so tight around my finger but I decided to slip another finger inside her. Jessica let out a gasp as she felt me slip another finger into her firm young body. Stranded I whispered into her ear. "That's it baby. Take it. You can do it!" My tempo slowly began to increase. Pushing my fingers inside Jessica's tight pussy while my hips drove into her lovely ass. Pleasuring her and myself in unison. I kept up the assault on her gorgeous body. Jessica's body swayed as I pushed against her. She was driving me wild. I lost myself in the moment, simply enjoying the sensations. I grinded my crotch harder and faster into Jessica's beautiful backside. My juices glistened on her perfect ass. At the same time, I thrusted my fingers in and out of my beautiful little girl's tight body. She was so wet. I could hear my fingers pumping in and out of her. I whispered in her ear, "C'mon baby. Give it to me. Let me have it." We were both on the edge. I could feel the muscles inside her vagina start to contract around my fingers. Jessica's hands came down and pushed my hand deep inside her as she began to climax. I pumped my hips hard and fast into my lover's ass feeling myself beginning to cum as well. Jessica's body went stiff and her pussy tightened around my fingers as she came. I smiled as I drove my fingers as deep inside Jessica as possible and said, "That's it baby. Give it to daddy." A few moments later my body contracted pushing hard against Jessica's body as my juices sprayed on her firm skin. Jessica's body went limp after she finally finished climaxing. My body was a little weak after cumming on her but I was strong enough to hold us both up until she could regain her composure. I withdrew my hand from underneath the thin material of her bikini bottom. I took my fingers into my mouth and tasted her sweet juices. I spun Jessica around and pulled her close to me. I stared deep into her hazel eyes. She smiled at me, wrapping her arms around my neck as I slipped my tongue into her willing mouth and kissed her deeply. I slowly eased her down onto the sand and laid on top of her. We continued to kiss for several more minutes. I started to move my way down her body. Kissing her neck and collar bone. Then I turned my attention to Jessica's voluptuous breasts. They were full and perky. God was she perfect! I lovingly kissed her breasts. I circled my tongue around one of her nipples until it became erect. I took it in my mouth and began to suck on it until it became hard. I moved my hands and caressed her young full breasts and played with her hardened pink nipples. Jessica smiled and stared into my eyes as I suckled on her perfect breast. She ran her fingers through my short salt and pepper hair. I flicked my tongue against Jessica's nipple as I sucked on it. My young lover's chest heaved as I continued my assault on her perfect breasts. I moved my head over to her other breast and gave it my loving attention for several minutes before moving further down her luscious body. I stopped at Jessica's navel and kissed her flat, toned stomach. I kissed her cute little belly button ring. Then I moved down her body, positioning myself between her firm tanned legs. Jessica spread her legs apart for me. I untied her thong bottom and pulled them off of her. Jessica laid there, not saying a word but breathing shallowly. I could see her mound and noticed how bare and smooth her pussy was. My mouth watered in anticipation. I rubbed the top of her mound with my hand. Then I kissed her inner thighs. Finally my lips touched her pussy lips. It felt like a jolt of electricity hit us both. My crotch throbbed with excitement. Jessica let out an exclamation. "Oh...Oh my god." Smiling excitedly to myself, I continued on. I inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of her excitement. Softly, I started kissing her pussy. My young lover closed her eyes, biting on her lower lip as I made out with her beautiful sex. I took my hands and slowly traced the outline of Jessica's firm body. My hands found her breasts and started to play with them, gently pinching her perfect pink nipples. Her young body was responding to my every touch. Jessica started to grind her pussy against my mouth. Then she said. "I can't believe I'm doing this!" I smiled and pulled my head up for a moment and said. "Just let yourself go baby. Let daddy take care of you!" I turned my attention back to Jessica's hot sex. I flicked my tongue against her clit before I wrapped my mouth around her bare pussy. I started to french kiss her womanhood. I was going crazy eating her out. Drunk on her juices, I dove my tongue deep inside her willing body. Jessica's chest heaved as she gasped and moaned out in pleasure. I massaged her full breasts as my mouth continued to make love to her young body. She was driving me wild. My young lover was in complete ecstasy, her body swooned under my expert care. Jessica combed her fingers through my hair. She tenderly caressed my face as my mouth enveloped her delicious pussy. She ground her pussy against my face. I could tell she was close, so very close to cumming for me. Jessica moved her arms up, tracing her body until her hands met mine. She entwined her fingers with my own as I continued to make love to her. I flicked and swirled my tongue deep inside her. I felt Jessica's pussy start to flutter and the muscles in her body start to tighten as she climaxed. Jessica opened her mouth and let out a barely audible moan as she finally she rewarded me with her essence. She came into my hungry mouth which. I savored every drop of her delicious juices as her young body spasmed uncontrollably. I continued to devour her, my lips kissing her tight little pussy and my tongue darting in and out of her body for several more minutes until her orgasms had subsided. I moved my body up beside Jessica's. We stared into each other's eyes, both of us smiling. I caressed her face before asking her, "So how was it for you babe?" Jessica smiled and said, "It was amazing...just amazing!" "You're amazing baby!" I said. Then I leaned in and kissed my young lover on the lips. She ran her fingers through my hair again as we made out again. She opened her mouth to mine as we kissed and our tongues fluttered against each other. God was she a great kisser! I rolled on top of her as we passionately kissed. Finally we got up off the sand. I picked up Jessica in my strong arms and carried her into the shallow pool. I lathered up Jessica's firm body with soap, washing the sand and the mixture of our bodily fluids from her gorgeous figure. She reciprocated, running her hands over my stocky frame, cleaning off my body as well. Once we were squeaky clean, our naked bodies embraced one last time. I held my young lover in my arms and passionately kissed her. Then we went back to the shore and put our clothes back on. Not to arouse suspicion, Jessica left first. About 20 minutes I decided to leave. I felt like I was on top of the world. I had made love to a beautiful young woman. I was into her and she seemed to be into me. As I made my way back to camp, I wondered about the possibilities. I could see Jessica being my girlfriend, maybe even my wife. Perhaps it was just a crazy thought. There were so many reasons why it would never work. The first thing and main thing was that Jessica was straight. Then there was the age difference, she was 19 and I was 58. And I was pretty sure that her family would be completely against it as well. But even with all of that, I still daydreamed about having a future with Jessica. When I got back to camp, I smiled at Jessica and she smiled back at me. The rest of the day was spent building up a large pile of wood near the shore so that it could be used as a distress signal. I didn't get a chance to talk to Jessica alone. She stayed close to her family the rest of the day. The next morning we were eating when one of my crew came running in and told us he had spotted a boat. I ran out and ignited our signal fire. I hoped they saw it. We heard the air horn as it came closer. We got aboard ship and headed back to Aruba. Someone had come across my boat floating at sea still dragging her moorings. I spent some time with the family at the hospital as they took care of Jessica's mom's ankle and said she would be fine. I tried to speak with Jessica alone but she made sure that she stayed close to her parents. I had the distinct impression that she didn't want to talk to me alone. I was pretty sure that she was regretting what we had done. I guess I couldn't blame her, but it still broke my heart. To be continued... Stranded Tess stopped walking and blew out a loud breath. She shoved tangles of flame-red hair from her brow and stared up at the sky. The clouds had shifted and reformed, their colour deepening to an ominous grey. It was only a matter of time before they broke. She slanted a glance at her wristwatch; four-thirty already. Her stomach churned at the thought of the storm threat hanging over her and the good couple of hours hiking she still had left. The weather forecast had been for overnight rain. She'd expected to finish her outing before that became an issue. A lock of hair escaped her ponytail and swirled across her cheek. Tess tucked it behind her ear and swept her gaze over the terrain. A narrow path broke through the endless plantation of eucalypts and the underbrush was so dense she could no longer see the Willow Falls township at the base of the mountain. She knew from studying her map earlier that a cliff was somewhere off in the distance. Tess exhaled slowly and summoned her flailing energy. She couldn't afford to spend too much time on rest breaks. She readjusted her backpack and continued on. A short while later fat droplets of rain seeped through her white t-shirt and khaki shorts. Tess watched the clouds, grabbing a tree branch for balance as the path took a steep decline and narrowed even further. She rounded a corner and the cliff she'd been expecting suddenly appeared. A steel safety barrier lined the track and the view opened up to the tree-filled valley below. Tess stopped, despite the rain, to take it all in. A steady breeze rolled across the valley floor, creeping upwards to caress the mountainside. Thunder boomed overhead and a kookaburra cackled somewhere in the distance. Under different circumstances, she would have stayed a while to appreciate the scenery. The rain belted down now. Shivers stole across her skin and mud spattered her calves. Tess pondered the wisdom of continuing on in these conditions. Her hands came to rest on her hips and she scanned her surroundings. She had nowhere to go, nowhere to wait out the storm. She pushed the sodden hair from her eyes and squinted. Toward the end of the track, just before it curved out of sight, she spotted a large boulder hugged by a wall of shrubs. Tess tried not to get her hopes up, but the dark centre gave the impression it might be a cave. She forged ahead and let out a whoop of joy when she reached the opening. Water trickled from the mouth of the cave, landing at her feet to create a slush of mud and stones. Tess stepped inside, slipped her arms through her backpack and let it drop from her shoulders. She swiped the rain from her face and sank down onto her bag. It was only when her breathing regulated and her eyes adjusted to the darkness that she questioned her situation. Something unexplainable caused the tiny hairs to rise on her forearms. "Ah, some company." The voice, deep and distinctly male, vibrated in the surrounds. Tess' heart raced. She sprang to her feet and backed against the wall, flattening her palms against the surface. "Oh, shit. I didn't see you there." "I didn't mean to scare you." She stared into the darkness, forcing her eyes to focus. "What are you doing here?" "Same thing you are, I'd guess." His boots grated across the gravel as he moved to stand. He was in the lowest part of the cave and had to keep his head bent to avoid scraping the ceiling. "Got taken by surprise with the weather. I managed to get here just before the rain started, though." He took a couple of steps toward her and straightened to his full height. Tess gripped the edge of the cave's entrance. Strands from her damp ponytail clung to her neck. "Would you mind staying where you are? I'd be more comfortable with that." "I was just going to introduce myself." His voice was warm with amusement. "There's nothing wrong with my hearing. You can do it from over there." Tess realised she was probably being overly cautious, but she saw no reason yet to let her guard down. His footsteps ceased and silence descended. A sigh crept into the quiet, but the friendly tone in his voice remained. "I'm Max. You look tired. Why don't you sit down again?" "I'm fine." Tess loosened her grip on the wall. "I won't be here long. As soon as the rain stops I'm out of here." Max released a heavy breath of air that sounded suspiciously like laughter. "I hate to say it, but you're going to have to spend the night. Even if the rain stops now, parts of the track will have been washed away. It's too dangerous to keep going in fading light." A chill travelled through her as she stared at him. Tess didn't like the idea of lying out there in the dark with a sprained ankle or worse, but she couldn't imagine spending all night in here with a complete stranger either. "I've got no intention of setting up house. I'll just have to chance it." "Well, I can't stop you, but I wouldn't recommend it." Max crossed the floor and crouched beside his bag. He ran the zip around the edges and rifled through the contents. "Do you have any dry clothes with you?" Now he'd moved closer, she had her first opportunity to really look at him. He wore a grey t-shirt and khaki cargo pants. It was obvious from a quick glance at his body that he was well accustomed to physical activity. His black hair stood in thick spikes over his head and dimples indented his cheeks. The curve of his jaw drew her attention and she found herself struggling to remember what he'd just asked. "Do I...?" "I thought you said there was nothing wrong with your hearing?" He raised an eyebrow at her and pulled what looked to be a t-shirt from his bag. The humour in his tone had some of the tension easing from her shoulders. "No, I haven't got any dry clothes. I wasn't expecting to need a wardrobe change." "What about a blanket?" he asked from his crouched position. "No." "Water? Food?" Tess planted her hands on her hips and huffed out a breath. "I'm on a day hike, not a week-long expedition. What's with the interrogation?" "I'm just surprised how unprepared you are. Is this your first hike?" His eyes took a slow tour over her. "Why does it matter?" She stood still and suppressed the urge to fidget since she'd just given him a thorough once over herself. His attention lingered on the t-shirt clinging to her breasts. Tess plucked the damp cotton from her skin and sent him a glare. He smiled and lowered his gaze down the length of her bare legs. When he reached her feet his smile widened into a grin that Tess found all too appealing. "Never mind, I found the answer." "What's that supposed to mean?" "Your boots." He stood and nodded in their direction. "Did you break them in before you left home, or are your feet covered in blisters?" "I broke them in," she said. "Which is a pity; I could've taken one off now and broken it in on you." Max closed the distance between them. The broad plane of his chest almost crowded her. Tess caught a faint whiff of some kind of masculine soap or cologne; whatever it was made her uncomfortably aware of him. He pressed his lips together and considered her thoughtfully. "You're an angry one, aren't you?" Tess sighed. "Not normally. You just seem to bring out the worst in me." "Cool." He handed her a long-sleeved t-shirt. "You're not likely to kill me in my sleep, are you?" "Depends how the next few hours go. What's this for?" She took the shirt from him. "I thought you might want to get out of your wet clothes." He used his fingertip to flick a droplet of water from the end of her nose. "Yeah...I'll just bet you did." Tess swatted Max's hand away. His eyes gleamed with amusement. "You've got nothing to worry about if that's what you're thinking. You're safe here with me." He reached out and tucked her hair behind her ear, then turned his back on her and crouched beside his bag again. "Why should I believe you?" Tess ran her fingertips over the lock of hair he'd just rearranged, foolishly touched by the gesture. She tugged the shirt over her head and went about the awkward process of dragging her own top through the neckline. "Well, for starters, I'm a grown man capable of controlling my urges." Max pulled a small blue tarp from his pack and threw her a look over his shoulder. "And secondly, you're not really my type." Tess saw the corner of his mouth twitch before he turned away. She pursed her lips and watched as he shook out the tarp and laid it on the floor, whistling while he smoothed out the creases. Cheeky bugger. She dropped her soaked t-shirt onto a nearby rock and shoved her arms through the sleeves of his dry one. "Is this where I'm supposed to throw myself at you to try and prove you wrong?" He sent her a laughing look so appealing she experienced a tug of awareness in her belly. "Probably. I can't think of a better way to pass the time." At that very moment neither could she, but she'd never give him the pleasure of knowing that. Tess pressed her lips together to keep from reacting. She'd come here today as a way of introducing some adventure into the monotony that had become her life. It appeared as if she'd fulfilled that goal. She adjusted her damp bra strap and watched him in amazement. A half hour in his presence and she wanted him already. It usually took her so much longer to reach this point. "Are you going to tell me we need to use each other's body heat to keep warm tonight, too?" Max stood and untied a foam roll from the side of his backpack. He flashed a quick grin at her. "You're an intelligent woman. Maybe you are my type after all." He stretched the roll out over the tarp, creating a makeshift bed that looked far from comfortable. He pulled an inflatable pillow from his bag, blew a few quick breaths into it and tossed that down, too. Tess approached him and nudged the bed with her toe. "Since it looks like I'm stuck here, are you planning on sharing this with me?" "Depends how the next few hours go." Max sent her a sideways glance and tugged a red blanket from the opening in his pack. He dropped it onto the mattress and stooped to pick up her discarded t-shirt. Tess narrowed her eyes at him, confused by the conflicting emotions rolling inside her. She'd never wanted to laugh and scowl at the same time. Combined with the persistent hammering of her heart and the sweet, slow ache in her belly, it was almost too much to bear. She watched as he squeezed the excess water from her top and laid it out on a rock. When even the simple strength of his hands aroused her, Tess knew she was in trouble. "Could you do that with this as well?" She reached behind her to release the clasp on her sports bra, modesty be damned. After a bit of twisting and turning, she managed to pull it out through her sleeve. Cool air rushed beneath cotton, spreading goose-bumps over her skin. "I hate wearing wet bras." "Me too." Max's fingertips brushed hers, rasping against her palm as he took the offering. Tess bit her lip to hide a smile. His light-hearted banter would have put her completely at ease if his physical presence didn't have just the opposite effect. She watched him wrap his hands around the pink bundle and wring it out, fascinated by the sight. As innocent as the moment was, it almost seemed too intimate. Thunder rumbled above them, so loud it shook the cave. Max dropped her bra onto a rock and turned to face her. He watched her in silence, seemingly amused by whatever it was he saw in her expression. Several tense seconds passed until she gave in and let her body sway toward him. The pull to touch him, taste him, almost overwhelmed her. "Max, I—" His gaze dropped to her mouth. He slipped his fingers into the waistband of her shorts and drew her gently toward him. Their bodies collided and he smiled at her look of surprise. Max trailed his thumb over the inside of her elbow and waited until she raised her eyes to meet his. "Don't look so worried," he said. "You don't need to analyse the situation, just...let it be." Tess shook her head, bewildered. "We just met. You don't know me. God, you don't even like me." "That's not true." He swept his fingertips along her jaw, stroked her chin with his thumb. "I like you plenty." "We've done nothing but argue." "I know. Your temper's as fiery as your hair. I think you might try and hurt me if I push you too far." He leaned in and nuzzled her ear. She could hear the smile in his voice as he spoke. "I think I'd like that." Tess swallowed her laughter, surprised by how quickly her mood could change around him. He leaned in and moved his warm lips over her throat, nibbling, tasting. Her nipples scraped her t-shirt, further adding to the chaos inside her. She gripped his biceps and lifted her chin. "Are you ever going to ask me my name?" Max flattened his palms against her lower back, bringing her into close contact with him. "I was waiting for you to tell me." He pressed his lips against the corner of her mouth. She sighed as his hands slipped under her t-shirt, smoothing a path from hips to shoulder blades. "It's Tess." Max brushed his mouth over hers, smiling as a shiver travelled through her. "Are you going to let me keep you warm tonight, Tess?" "I think..." Her voice drifted off and her eyes closed. Tess clenched her jaw, quashing the urgent need to grip his shirt and yank him against her. "I can't think when you touch me." "Good." He caressed the undersides of her breasts with his thumbs, drawing a soft gasp from her. "Means I'm doing it right." A rush of pleasure swept through her. Tess opened her eyes and focused on his hardened features. The appealing mix of patience and amusement in his expression only deepened her need for him. "Can you just kiss me and we'll see where this goes?" Heat flared in his eyes. "If I kiss you, we both know where this is going." Tess drew a deep breath through her nose, releasing it from parted lips. Her fingers flexed at her sides as she weighed up her options. She'd wanted some excitement in her life. She'd reached the point lately where she craved it. "Kiss me, then." A corner of his mouth lifted. "Where?" "Anywhere." She tried to keep the pleading tone out of her voice. Tess snaked her hands under his shirt, stroked the muscles of his back. She tilted her chin upwards and met his gaze. "I just need your mouth on me." "Thank God for that." Max slid his fingers into the hair at her temples. He leaned in close, nudged her nose with his and nipped at her lower lip. "You have a luscious mouth, Tess. It's the first thing I noticed about you." She sighed at the tenderness in his voice. Daylight had all but faded around them now. Rain continued to hammer at the cave and the wind howled through the valley. Tess braced herself as his lips closed in on hers. The first touch of his mouth came as a welcome relief. She revelled in the easy warmth of him. He held her close with one hand wrapped around her waist, his other hand cradling the back of her neck. His fingers flexed against her skin and the slow, lazy heat of his lips calmed her even as it aroused. She drew in the male scent of him, hooked her hands over his shoulders and sank into the kiss. Her legs trembled as a flash of lightning illuminated the cave. He pulled her more firmly against him, so close she could feel the trip of his heart as his mouth explored hers. Tess touched her tongue to his. Max groaned and slid his hands down her back. He cupped her rear and rubbed her body sensually against his own. She felt her pulse pick up as his erection pressed against her belly. The kiss changed, gained intensity; where once his lips had savoured, now they devoured. His tongue plunged into her mouth, demanding, stirring the fire inside her. His fingers slipped under her t-shirt and trailed over her ribs. Tess cried out when his hand closed over her breast, massaging her flesh while he continued working on her mouth. Her nipple, already hardened from the cold, ached for his touch. Max stroked his thumb back and forth over the tightened bud, rolling it between his fingers. Tess broke the connection of their mouths and let out a heavy breath. She tipped her head back, thrusting her breast into his palm. Max kept her steady with his arm at her waist. He nibbled her ear, licked her neck. His stubble grazed her sensitive skin. He worked his way back to her lips, pressing soft kisses along her chin, her cheeks. "God, you feel good," he whispered against her mouth. Tess shoved her hands between their bodies and tugged the button open on his pants. She went to work on his zipper, yanking it down. Her hand delved inside his briefs and she found him, hot and hard. "So do you," she said. "Jesus, Tess." Max bucked against her. A laughing groan tore from his throat. "I like a woman who knows what she wants." Tess closed her eyes and smiled. She'd never really thought of herself in that way before. His shaft pulsed in her palm; it made her feel powerful and alive. She smoothed her hand along the length of him, caressed the ridge under his head with the tip of her finger. An overwhelming urge came over her to take him in her mouth. "I don't know what's gotten into me." Max unsnapped her shorts and hooked his thumbs in the waistband of her panties. He shoved them both over her hips and pressed his mouth to her ear. "I want to get into you." Tess gasped and opened her eyes. "Don't say things like that." She stepped out of her loosened clothing. "It makes me want to attack you." She strained against him, driven by a sense of urgency. Max gripped her rear and clamped her to him. He used his teeth on her earlobe. "Don't hold back." His mouth claimed hers, their tongues tangling until she was writhing against him. He held her breast in his firm grip, flicking her nipple with his finger. She moaned as moisture gathered between her thighs. Tess massaged his erection, wanting, needing, to feel it swelling inside her. A gust of wind blew into the cave, swirling dry leaves about her legs. Tess shivered. "Let's get comfortable." Max pressed a kiss to her forehead and led her over to the rolled out bed. He pulled her down with him so he was lying on his back with her straddling his hips. He shook out the red blanket and draped it over her to catch the heat they'd generated together. With her thighs stretched wide, Tess felt vulnerable and open. Max took advantage of her position. One hand slid down her waist, clasping her hip. He trailed his other hand across her belly, cupping her pussy in his palm. Tess inhaled sharply at the sudden sensation. She sank her fingers into his hair. Her mouth searched for his and she kissed him hard, her lips hungry and eager. She rocked slowly against his hand. He slid his thumb across her clit, once, twice, his touch so gentle it barely registered. Tess squeezed her eyes shut and clenched her thighs around him. She whimpered and let out a shaky breath through her nose. Pleasure burst inside her. Her body trembled and jerked with a soft spasm. Max broke the kiss and spoke against her mouth. "Did you just come?" "Yeah." Tess shivered a little. "That's fucking sexy. Come here." Max clasped her face in his hands and planted a firm kiss on her mouth. When he released her, Tess pulled back and rubbed her lips together, savouring the taste of him. "Mmm...your turn now," she said. Giving in to the desire uncurling in her belly, her hands shoved at his t-shirt and pushed it high on his chest. She ran her palms over his hair-coarsened skin, feeling his muscles quake beneath her touch. She leaned down and flicked his nipple with her tongue. His quick gasp brought a smile to her face. Tess dug her fingers into the open waistband of his pants. Max lifted his hips and she tugged his pants down to his knees. He spread his thighs a little and sighed. She wrapped her fingers around his warm cock, pumping gently as she suckled his nipple. A low growl rumbled in his chest, vibrating against her lips. She left a trail of kisses down the length of his body, poked her tongue in his belly button. His stomach clenched as her mouth passed over it. Stranded Tess bypassed his cock and pressed her lips to his inner thigh, running her tongue upwards until she'd reached just beneath his balls. She nuzzled his flesh and lapped at the sensitive globes. His musky scent intoxicated her; so warm, so male. The sound of his harsh breaths sent a thrill running through her. She wanted to push him over the edge, make him lose control. "Tess." Max thrust into her palm and weaved his fingers in her hair. "What?" She kissed the tender spot just behind his balls, taking pleasure in the shudder that ran through him. "You're a tease." She let out a breathy laugh and dragged her tongue firmly from the base of his cock to the tip. A tortured groan slipped from him. Tess pressed her lips to the head of his cock and with a dart of her tongue, licked at the droplets of pre-cum. Thunder rolled above the cave. Lightning flashed and rain thrummed against the roof. Amidst the chaos of sound and light, Tess wrapped her lips around his hard shaft and slid him into her hungry mouth. His fingers tightened in her hair. She moaned and cupped him in her palm. She imprisoned him firmly with the suction of her lips, pulling back up the length of him. He held his breath as her tongue swirled around his head. When her lips glided back down to the base of his cock, he let the breath out in a rush of air. Tess repeated the movements, loving the sounds he made as she pleasured him. He held her gently with his palms at her temples and began a shallow pumping of his hips, leisurely fucking her mouth. She straddled his calves and gripped his thighs, her fingers digging into his flesh. Saliva pooled in her mouth, leaking from the corner of her lips. The fervour built inside her until she wanted to devour him. "Christ, Tess, come up here." Max pulled her off him and dragged her over his body. He gripped his cock in one hand and thrust inside her. Tess let out a guttural moan as he filled her. She expanded around his throbbing cock, her back bowing at the shift in power. He took over, his fingers clamping her hips. He bent his knees, cradling her arse against his thighs as he hammered inside her. Her breasts bounced with the force of his thrusts. She bit her lip and steadied herself with her palms flattened against his chest. She almost sobbed with the pleasure of it all. Max curved his hand around the back of her neck and urged her closer. He wrapped his other arm around her back, holding her tight. All the while he continued pumping inside her. His lips searched for hers and he kissed her long and hard. Their hot breaths intermingled as he whispered against her mouth, "You're gorgeous, Tess. I love fucking you." She sighed breathlessly, her sigh slipping into a moan when he shoved a hand between their bodies and cupped her breast. He rubbed her nipple with his thumb. She slid her fingers into his hair and pressed her mouth to his, tugging on his lower lip with her teeth. Max gripped the back of her neck and built the intensity of his thrusts. Pressure surged inside her, taking her by surprise as it started deep in her belly, spreading outwards in a warm rush. It tingled in her fingertips, tightened every muscle in her body until she was jerking above him. Tess broke the connection of their mouths and tucked her face in against his neck. She bit his shoulder gently and cried out as an orgasm tore through her. "Fuck, Tess." Max held her tightly against him, hips pumping, breaths wrenching from him. He strained against her, his cum filling her as he erupted with a long groan. His body jolted with the release and he shuddered beneath her. Tess collapsed on his chest, sucking in air. For a moment only the sounds of their laboured breathing competed with the raging storm outside. She sighed as Max stroked her hair, his other hand roaming absently over her back. She pressed her mouth to his throat, feeling his pulse race against her lips. "That was...unbelievable," Tess said. She closed her eyes and leaned her cheek on his pounding heart. "We didn't even get our shoes off." She lifted her chin and nibbled on his stubble covered jaw. "Next time." Max hummed his agreement as he slipped her hair free from its ponytail. He massaged her scalp slowly, firmly, until she moaned with contentment. "There's a small waterfall not far from here, Tess. It's beautiful - peaceful and secluded." He ran his fingers through the damp strands and swept his hands down the length of her back. "I'd like to take you there tomorrow. I want to feel your legs wrapped around me while I slip inside you again. I want to see the water spray all over this red hair of yours while I make you lose control." With his body warm and relaxed beneath her, with the image of him all slick and wet in her mind, Tess writhed against him and closed her eyes. "I like the sound of that." Stranded NOTE: Here is my attempt at adventure. I placed the story in this category, but it could fit in multiple categories. Please sit back, relax, and enjoy. A special thanks to my friends who served as my sounding board as I write this tale. This story is self-edited. All I ask is that you don't copy this story without asking. Please do not post it on any other sites. All of the characters in this story were created in my imagination and were not written to resemble anyone in real life. All of the characters involved in anything sexual are over 18. Asi pronounced Ah- see Ubdu pronounced Ub- dew Utoman pronounced U-Toe-mon Stranded Soon the old man grunted, and squealed, as Brenda regained consciousness sobbing. He yelled, as his body grew taut releasing his seed deep inside the unwilling woman's womb. The men cheered and seem one was ready to take his place, when the Old Man growled at him. The man backed away, bowing respectively to his leader. The Old man issued and order, and they carried Brenda into the Hut he came from. The men looked at each of the other four remaining women and smiled. They sniffed each one and smiled. As one of the men sniffed her neck, Haley shivered. She'd rather die, than be used in that way by one of these animals. Soon the women returned, and the remaining females were taken by them. They had them to bath and gave them clothing. Brenda was not seen for a few days, but they heard her. They heard her as the Old man rutted on her, groaning when he reached completion. Haley wanted to cry, but life had taught her crying doesn't help. To survive, you do what you must. She closed her eyes, and prayed. Soon she heard a howl, several howls, and knew that for tonight, Blue was OK. The women were kind. As outsiders, with no knowledge of their language, they could have mistreated them but they did not. After bathing and helping them dressing tribal garb, they took them back to the village. The men were waiting, eagerly anticipating having a women for the night. Sandra cried, she touched the arm of one of the village women and pointed to her daughter. The woman understood and took the children. The children didn't need to see what was about to happen to their mothers. A large man grabbed Sandra, she fought until he raised his hand to strike her. Fearing being hit, she submitted. This action seemed to surprise the male, who lifted her and carried her to his hut. The women heard Brenda crying again and knew the man was once again using her. Haley shook, nervous, terrified, when several of the village men sniffed and poked at her and Gracie. A tall man selected Gracie and dragged her away. Leaving Haley alone surrounded. A small male villager approached her. He scoffed. She wasn't curvaceous like the other women, her skin was too pale, and her hair too limp, and she was too thin. This was what was left. It didn't matter. He would not keep her, just use her and tomorrow whoever wanted her could have her. He grabbed Haley, and she knew resistance was futile. She went willingly. He was not surprised. She appeared to be the weakest of all three women. He was lucky to have been given a woman at all. Being the smallest male in the village, he was often overlooked and teased. It was good he was a great scout, because if he could not forage for food, he would be dead. It was because of him the women grew fruits to feed them in lean times. However, today he felt shame. What the men did felt wrong. What did the dark woman do to be treated so horribly? He was sure that she'd done nothing, but they were captives and he was the chief. Haley followed him into his hut and stood. The man glared at her and spoke in his native tongue. Haley did not move. He moved before her and ripped her garment from her body. He looked at her form, stopping at the gentle slope of her small breast. Dropping slowing to the waist and the brown triangle at the apex of her thighs. The man grunted once more, and Haley fearing being struck moved toward him. He stood before her with only a loin cloth covering his genitals his sinewy muscles bulging, showing true strength in his small frame. Not sure what to do next, Haley reached forward to touch his chest, only to have him forcibly grab her wrist. She yelped in pain and he loosened his grip. Then he raised his callous hands and touched her breast. Haley jumped. No man had ever touched her so intimately before. He whispered words of comfort and pulled her into his embrace. Haley complied. Soon he held the shivering naked young woman and led her to his bed, where he would claim her womanhood. Asi laughed at himself. He thought this woman plain. She was a goddess, one made especially for him and him alone. Asi kissed the girl. Caressing her gently. Soon she relaxed, and warmed to him. He need her to touch him. So taking her hand, he placed it against his chest. Haley touched him and he moaned. He kissed her again, and she felt strange. Something was happening to her. Between her legs she burned, yearned to feel him touch her there. She wanted to ask but didn't know how, Asi kissed her neck and moved to her breast. They were simply perfection to him. He held one in his palm and he feasted on the other. The woman groaned and moved against him, and he knew she wanted more. He removed his hand from her breast and touched the hair that covered her mound. Haley shook. No one had ever touched her like this and here she was with some wild man allowing him access to her body. He looked at her and she him. He whispered something. Haley didn't know what he whispered, but her les opened and he cupped her center. She moaned as did he. Asi kissed her even lower. Tasting her soft skin even as he traveled to her center where he desired to be the most. Haley could hardly breathe. With this man she felt things she didn't know was possible. He kissed the hair above her center and she jumped. Closing her legs, she pulled away. Asi spoke, softly to reassure her and she trusted him. Spreading her thighs, he saw her pussy for the first time. Her dark hair damp from her own moisture; her scent enticing him, begging him to take what she offered. He would he would bury himself deep inside her, but not before he tasted her. Haley moaned when his tongue touched her slit. Asi loved her drinking her juices, filling himself with her essence. Haley moaned, begging for more, but not sure what she wanted. Soon Asi stood and removed his loin cloth. Haley gasped. She had never seen a nude male before. Gently Asi spread her thighs, and lay between them. She fought him at first, remembering what she'd witnessed with her friend. Asi stopped, and moved away. He held her and hummed to her. Soon she felt safe once again. Asi lay back, pulling her over him. He placed his burgeoning cock at her tight opening, and allowed her to mount him. Within seconds, he moaned as her hot little body encased him in her warm wet sheath. Asi loved her slowly, and held her all night. As she slept, he laughed at himself. He thought her plain. He was so happy to be wrong. She belonged to him. Stranded Stranded Blue ran into the house and barked. "Blue!" Haley yelled. "Blue, We're home girl. We made it home." She held her faithful dog, her friend close. Years passed. Reporters came and went. Asi, Jonathan Henry King, acclimated to his new life and with counseling and tutoring, he took his place at his grandfather's side. Haley have birth to a little boy and named him Asi. At first Henry was appalled until his grandson, Jonathan explained, "Asi has been my name my whole life. She named our son after me." Henry smiled and accepted it. Brenda and John remained married, and he adopted Sari. At first Brenda feared he'd reject the little girl, but he not only accepted her. He declared that she was his daughter. Carrie never forgot Ubdu, and she wondered if he survived the fight. Sandra moved into Haley's old home, and raised her sons. The boys had to go through counseling and with the help of tutors, they adjusted and excelled. Kyle and Kelsie were very supportive. They became an active part of Sandra and the boy's life. Over time, Sandra dated, and eventually met someone that was perfect for her. Often, Haley would catch Jonathan staring out into space and she knew he was thinking about his home, his family; the one he was forced to leave. She simply hugged him and reminded him that he was home now. He wondered Did they survive? Did Ubdu become the new chief? Was Utoman killed, or did they spare him? He sighed. "Baby, one day, we can go back." She whispered. "I know. Now how are you and Tara feeling? I'm going with you for your check up." Jonathon reminded his wife. Haley hugged her husband and smiled, "We are fine. Your daughter is very active though. Just like her big brother." She teased. Jonathan laughed, as their son rushed out to meet them. "Mommy, Daddy," he screeched. "Grandpa said I can have a horse." Blue ran right beside the little boy, who looked so much like Asi, Haley's heart melted. Haley rolled her eyes. "Henry will spoil these kids rotten, Asi." She laughed. To her he would always be simply "Asi", her mate. Across the vast ocean, on a small island, standing beneath a canopy of trees, Ubdu looked across the water and wondered if his family made it back home. Nemia joined him, and he held her, caressing her stomach where their second child grew. She reminded him that his family was here with him. He kissed his new wife, his only wife. Then, the new chief stood and, and he and Nemia returned to their small village. Stranded All characters in this story are at least eighteen years old Stranded Mortified, John was quick to apologize. "Yes, but we must maintain some decorum. I mean you are my wife's mother for god's sake!" "Keep stating the obvious!" Janet laughed. "Come on! We are both cold and need to warm up!" John scrambled into the back of the SUV. Janet pulled the blanket around them and snuggled her ass up against his cock. When his hand wrapped around her waist, she sighed and pulled them up to cup her breast. John squeezed Janet's soft pillowy breasts. They were larger than Anne's 34C's. He pulled hard on her rigid nipples. His reward was a sharp intake of breath and a wiggle of her ass. This is getting out of hand, he thought, as he used the key fob to turn off the engine. Janet wiggled her ass, letting his cock settle comfortable between her ass cheeks. In this intimate pose, mother and son in law dozed off.