Rough Seas

Taylor had meaty lips that hung low away from her vagina and her hair was trimmed and groomed into a short, neat mat just above her crotch. I couldn't look away. I could feel my cock throbbing in my swim shorts. I wondered how soft Taylor's tits felt. How wet and juicy her pussy got when she was having sex. I couldn't help but wonder how Hanna felt about her cousin being naked. Would she be bothered by it? Would she mention it to me later? All of these thoughts, perverted and normal, raced around in my head. The only thing that snapped me out of my trance was the sound of screams and laughter.

Looking at the whole picture, Hanna had jumped up onto Taylors back, her legs held by Tay's arms like they were stirrups and was riding her horsey back style. It would have been all in good fun, accept Hanna was as buck ass naked as her cousin. When Taylor spun around, she gave the first view of my daughter's asshole and pussy.

After a few seconds both girls fell backward into the water. Hanna came up to the surface smoothing her long dark hair away from her face with both hands. It was the first time that I had seen her naked since she became an adult and wow had she changed.

Hanna was stunning. Her perky tits hardly moved from her body when she bounced, and her firm ass looked as hard as a rock.

They had to know that I could see them. Didn't they? I fished my cock out of my shorts and like some old rummy pervert, I gave it a few good tugs.

"Dad, come and join us." No way. I almost snapped my dick in half, cramming it back into my pants.

"Yeah Uncle Wade. Don't be an old man. Come on in the water's great."

"Be in in a minute." There was no possible way for me to get down to the water without my erection being noticed. It would be impossible.

"Now daddy." She wasn't going to be put off for very long.

"Can I ask why you young ladies are naked?" I said as I walked slowly from the shade, down the beach to the water.

Taylor answered for both. "We're tired of sleeping in wet stuff all night, and there's no one around for miles, so it isn't hurting anything."

"I'm around." I was heading down toward the beach when I said it.

"Yeah, but you don't count daddy." My boner had to have been plainly visible, because Taylor was looking right at my crotch when she said, "Maybe he does count."

I was about to enter the surf when Hanna put a hand on her hip and one in the air like a crosswalk guard. "Sorry buddy, but this is a clothes free zone."

"I'm your father. You don't want to see me nude."

"You're right, but I wanted you to stay healthy and sleeping in wet trunks all night isn't good for you." It was shitty logic, but I played along.

"Changing your courses from art to medicine?"

"No dad, but it's true." I walked over to the beached boat and dropped my shorts and hung them in the sun to dry.

"Hard much there, Uncle Wade?"

"Sorry girls, but guys can't hide their excitement as easily as women can."

Glances at my cock continued for most of the day and I'd be lying if I said that I didn't reciprocate their stares. At one point I was sure that Taylor had her hand buried in her crotch but who was I to question her actions.

Sitting around the fire on a mat made from huge banana tree and palm leaves, so that we didn't get sand in our asses, we cooked the catch of the day, Grouper. It was the happiest we had been since we became stranded.

By day eight nudity was a way of life for us. Only today things changed when the girls touched me with their naked bodies. Fairly casual at first, Hanna hugged me good morning and told me that she loved me. My erection was immediate. Taylor didn't hesitate when Hanna moved away. She came in directly behind her and gave me the same full-frontal hug. I could feel my cock mashed up in between our bodies.

Hanna had moved away after her hug, but Taylor lingered. She pressed her tits into me so hard that her nipples threatened to pierce my skin. I could feel the heat of her vagina as my nuts were caressed by the soft pubic hair that adorned it. After not having been with a woman for six years, I was tempted to lift her up and sink my meat into her hot young twat.

Common sense prevailed, but my cock remained hard for the next hour. Both girls chuckled every time they looked at it.

I spent the rest of the day as far away as possible. Gathering wood, picking fruit and fishing. By nightfall I had enough restraint to keep my eyes off the girls and focus on cooking the lobster.

Unfortunately, the happy times were over for the evening and the sounds of tears filled my ears after I had replenished the wood on the beach fire.

"What's the matter kiddo?"

"Do you think my dad is okay?"

"Honestly, I do. Pirates don't kill people like they do in the movies. They rob them. Your father is way more valuable to them alive than he is dead. They're probably going to take him to the Cayman Islands and try to clean out his bank account. But your dad's way too smart for that, so they'll get caught, and when they are, he'll be back for us."

Her sobs wouldn't stop. Her body shook as the tears flowed freely. In an innocent gesture, I moved next to her and pulled her into my chest to comfort her. Her head and shoulder were against my chest. Nothing sexual about it. Just a lovely uncle comforting his niece, nothing more. Unless you add her small hand wrapping itself around my cock into the equation.

Jumping was a natural reaction. I looked over at Hanna and she could see what was happening and it had zero effect on her. She was more concerned with how her cousin was handling the news of how I thought her father would fair during this ordeal.

"Taylor. Stop. You can't. We can't. It's not right."

"Please Uncle Wade. Please. I don't want to die a virgin." Her tears appeared almost iridescent in the moonlight as they flowed down her cheeks.

"Baby, you're not going to die out here. You'll have lots of lovers. As many as you choose to have. I promise. Save your first time for someone that you love."

"You promised that someone would find us in a couple of days, and it's been over a week. Please Uncle Wade. I know that you love me, and you know that I love you."

"I can't Tay. You know that I'd do anything for you, but I can't do that."

"Do it dad. No one would ever know. Who would we tell?" With Hanna on her side, Taylor tightened her grip on my cock and stroked it clumsily.

"Hanna, you know that I ca...", my words were cut off by Taylor bending down and putting my cock into her mouth. If this was truly my niece's first sexual experience, I wished that I had a bar of soap.

"Taylor, stop. Please." My cock was like a rock from the sucking action and clenched lips of my beautiful niece.

"Daddy, just relax and enjoy it." I looked at her with what must have been some sort of alarm or shock on my face.

"Relax? Are you fucking kidding? My niece has my cock in her mouth, in front of my daughter. Kinda hard to relax, if you know what I mean." Hanna leaned back on the leaves. She was laying almost on her side, propped up only by her arm and elbow.

"You have to relax daddy. Get it all out of your system tonight, because if no one finds us soon, it will be my turn one-day." My face must have looked like I was being chased by Freddy Kruger.

"What?"

"Taylor and I talked about it, and she wants you to be her first. So, make it special for her tonight." What, she couldn't possibly be serious about that.

I pulled Taylor's face up and off of my cock so that I could look at her. "Are you sure about this Tay?" She nodded her head and tried to lower it back down to my shaft, but my manly instincts took over. If she was a virgin, I wanted her first time to be special. Considering where we were, this would have to do.

Our mouths met in what was not a family friendly kiss. I had kissed my niece hundreds of times at the very least, but never with my tongue touching hers. Thanksgiving, Christmas and birthdays would never be the same.

Taylor moaned out loud as I cupped her soft tit into my hand. Those moans got even louder as I moved my mouth down to suckle at her hard nipples. Every tiny bump on her areolas were hard and alive under my touch. The time since I had been with a woman was driving me crazy. I pushed my niece's tits together like a horny teenager and basically motorboated her nipples. Taylor groaned out loud again, but it wasn't my best move.

Her pussy was alive and fragrant. The natural wetness accompanied by the saltwater made it a special treat. Taylor jumped and squeezed her legs together when my tongue touched her lips for the first time.

I focused all of my attention to massaging her clit with my tongue and mouth, but nervous anticipation wouldn't allow her to succumb to her instincts. Her juices flowed freely, and she moaned loudly in appreciation, but she just wouldn't go around the corner.

Hanna had her eyes glued to her father and cousin as they provided her with a live sex show. Every so often, Hanna would tweak her nipple or let her hand slip between her legs, but it was only for a second.

Taylor's eagerness finally got the better of her. "Uncle Wade, can you put it in now?"

I was too far gone to even care about the real world or the social stigma of fucking my own niece. We were stranded on an island in the middle of nowhere, so why not.

"Absolutely baby. Have you given any thought to how you want your first time to be?" Taylor turned her head slightly and closed her eyes, almost as if she was too embarrassed to ask. I guess that she was just acting her age, but I had only seconds before removed my lips from her vagina, so now wasn't the best time to be coy.

"Do you want to get on top so that you can control how much goes in?" Cowgirl seemed like the best compromise for both of us.

"Can we try doggy? It looks so cool in the movies." I couldn't help but wonder what kind of movies those were, but I was in no position to ask.

"Sure. You let me know when you're ready." My 18-year old niece moved quickly to her hands and knees on the bed of leaves, where she was about to lose her virginity.

Six years had passed since my penis was this close to anything other than my hand. I wasn't afraid of forgetting. I was afraid of it ending too soon.

Taylor's lower lips were coated with strands of slime created by her wetness. She was more than willing and ready, but for my own sake, I asked again. "Tay, are you sure? Are you sure this is what you want?"

Over her shoulder, she looked back at me, nodded her head and said "please".

The view of my cockhead parting her juicy lips was enough to make me groan out load. Two inches in and still no barrier. I held Taylor by her hips and continued easing myself in. It was evident that Taylor had lost her hymen earlier in her life. With no fleshy wall to stop my intrusion, I pushed deeper.

"Oh my god Uncle Wade. It's so...oh my god. Hanna, oh shit. Stop. Stop for a second." I was almost sunk fully in, but I rested in position to give Taylor some time to adjust. Hanna sat quietly with her eyes wide open, staring at the connect of my cock to her cousin's pussy.

What seemed like minutes passed before I could feel her start to move. She looked back and nodded for me to continue.

Taylor's was the first brand new pussy that I'd had the pleasure of being in since my high school days. Sally Roy had allowed me the treat in the basement of her parent's house many moons ago. Tonight, with Taylor was already ten times longer than I lasted in Sally.

I started with careful thrusts. Easing out and then back in. Taylor stayed as still as possible, almost as though she was frightened to move.

There was no need for Taylor to clench any of her muscles as she was tighter than anything that I could remember. Her velvety grip coupled with the prickly short hairs of her pussy kept me rock hard.

Looking to my left I watched as my own daughter dragged her fingers through the furrows of her sopping vagina. She had a glazed over look on her face and not once did she notice me watching her. Instead she was still transfixed on the coupling in front of her.

As much as I wanted to ram myself into my niece's tight, hot pussy, I maintained a gentle pace. Taylor's breath was becoming more and more sporadic, until she finally moaned and stopped moving. It was quiet and strange at the same time. The little noises that escaped her were maybe the traces of an orgasm, but I wasn't completely sure.

I on the other hand I was a sure thing. Grabbing my hands full of her swaying breasts and pulling her as hard as I could back onto my cock, I unleased a flood of semen. It was powerful and fulfilling. I hadn't felt this good in a very long time and giving the circumstances surrounding us, I needed it.

It wasn't until later, when Taylor was fast asleep, basking in the glory of no longer being a virgin, that I learned the error of my ways.

"Daddy, that was so sexy, but do you think that you should have cum in Tay?" My heart sunk instantly.

"Isn't she on the pill?"

"No, and even if she was, where would she have got it for the last week?" I didn't know what to say or do. I am not even a slightly religious man, but that night I prayed like a convict on death row.

The morning sun and the sounds of the surf crashing up onto the shore didn't wake me, but a pair of soft lips did.

Taylor was cuddled into me, kissing me like a lover and not like a niece. There was no more concern about crossing any lines. We had watched one another frolic around naked for the last few days and last night we consummated a sexual bond.

Her tiny hand grabbed at my shaft and started to jerk it to life. With her tongue darting around in my mouth and my hands full of her soft pink tits, it only took seconds to get me to where she wanted.

"Fuck me. Fuck me before Hanna wakes up." I was so torn, I wanted nothing more than to stick my cock back into her and drive it home, but I didn't want to do anything behind Hanna's back.

A groggy Hanna made an announcement. "I'm already awake you little slut." She looked at her cousin, who was trying to give her the most innocent of looks. "You have sex one time and now you want to have sex every day?"

I half expected Taylor to shy away, but she didn't. "Yep, and once you feel what it's like, we'll be fighting over him." I could see the nude wrestling in my sick and twisted mind.

"He's my father you pig. Then do it. Give her what she wants daddy, pound her pussy until she begs you to stop." Taylor took Hanna's words as a challenge. She upped the action of her hand on my cock until she felt like I was ready.

I mounted Taylor in full missionary position. It took a little work to sink myself into her barely used vagina, but when I was finally in, I was welcomed by her tight, wet grip.

As instructed, I held very little back. The thrusts of my hips caused my balls to slap Taylor's ass, making a sound resembling that of a hand slapping calm water.

My poor niece had her mouth open and her eyes had rolled up into the back of her head. It may have been slightly more than she bargained for, but not once did she complain.

The sounds of a young lady cumming was music to my ears, but surprisingly it wasn't Tay. Hanna was curled up in a ball and her hand was still rubbing circles around her clit when we watched her in the throughs of her orgasm.

Taylor couldn't stand the pressure of her cousin cumming alone and finished right after Hanna, and I came in in last place. My eruption was no less powerful than theirs, but because they were so involved in their own, they hardly noticed.

When it was all over, Taylor threw a shot in her cousin's direction, "I might be a pig, but at least I didn't jerk off watching my father fuck someone else."

I walked to the beach holding Hanna by the hand as we watched Taylor wiggling her ass in front of us. We held back our laughs as a random droplet of my semen dripped out of her and fell to sand.

"Really dad? Twice? You're playin with fire. Keep it up and you'll be a daddy-uncle." I was so wrapped up in having sex with a hot 18-year old, that I forgot to use common sense and came in my unprotected niece for the second day in a row.

"I can't help myself. I'm a weak man." When those words escaped my mouth, I wanted to show her exactly how weak I was by lifting the hand that she had used to masturbate with to my nose and sniffed it.

More days had passed than I thought would be needed to find us. Was Moe dead? Maybe the pirates had dumped him overboard. Today's pirates are not the swashbuckling ruffians of days gone by. They are tech savvy bandits, that target those with money and assets that they can steal from, without ever having to walk into a bank.

Maybe we would spend our final days on this island. Maybe there is an outside chance that we will be saved. Either way, I had let myself fall in a bottomless pit of depravity and my only concern was that I was enjoying it.

The girls spent the day a little further down the beach away from our home base. They swam and talked. Unlike the past day, there was no frolicking. Today they were in deep in conversation.

I took the snorkel and mask down to the lagoon and dove for lobsters. When I caught our supper, I gave myself a salty, sandy scrub down. It wasn't perfect, but at least I was clean.

Sitting around camp, Taylor noticed a passing cruise ship off in the distance. I'm not sure what came over me, but I raced down the beach and using what was left of our gas, lit the signal fire.

The flames danced through the dusk sky. Small sparks floated upward like swarms of fireflies as the burning wood crackled from the intense heat.

Getting found was a long shot, but I had to try. Burning what was left of our gas was our only option.

"Holy shit dad, that's the fastest I've seen you move since we landed on this island. If I wasn't mistaken, it looked like you were trying to get us saved."

My eyes travelled up and down my daughter's naked body, then over at her naked cousin.

"Maybe I'm trying to save myself from what's coming."

That night, I resisted all of Taylor's advances. It was hard, but I needed to. Hanna knew what I was doing, so she ended up sleeping between us on the pile of leaves that we called a bed.

I slept cuddled up to my 18-year old daughter just like any father trying to warm his child might. The only difference was that I was completely naked and so was she.

Waking to the smell of the fresh salty air and the sounds of waves lightly rolling up onto the sandy beach are things that dreams are made of.

Realizing that your hand is cupping you daughter's breast, and that your hard-on has found its way between the cheeks of her ass and is pressed up against her warmth, can quickly turn those dreams into a father's nightmares.

Pulling away would have been the right move, but I could feel Hanna's hard nipple pressing itself into my palm, and when I tried to pull away my penis, Hanna tightened the grip of her legs and pushed her hips backward toward me.

It was a mind game. Who would relent? Who would cave in and move first? I didn't make any sudden movements or gropes to show that I was awake, nor did Hanna.

The slightest of movements from either of us caused our flesh contact closer and closer, but just tiny bits at a time. It was uncertain how long we would have continued, until Taylor stretched like a cat. Raising her arms over her head, she let out a loud moan.

It was my opportunity to move my hand off of Hanna's perfect breast and pull my cock out from between the warm, wet cheeks of her ass, before Taylor rolled toward us.

"Holy shit, I'm starving. Who feels like bacon and eggs, with some toast and home fries on the side for breakfast?" Taylor's sense of humor was lost on her cousin.

"Bitch."

"What? I'll cut some of that Grouper into strips and trim the pineapple so that it looks like eggs. The only thing missing will be toast."