Shipwreck Pt 06

Shipwreck - Part 06

As a warning to people who don't like stories with anal sex, you won't want to read this.

There will be one more concluding part.

Lbrain

Chapter 44

"You're sure?"

Crichton looked at his daughter in stunned silence as she nodded in answer to his panicked question, searching his face for a clue to his thoughts.

However, there was no way his face could give witness to the myriad of thoughts that cascaded through his mind.

'She's pregnant!'

'What do I say?'

'How long?'

'OH MY FUCKING GOD! I'm going to be a father'

'What the fuck are we going to do if we can't get off this island?'

'Jesus! Nadia... does she know already... how will she take it?'

'What do we do when we do get off the island?'

"Will she want to keep it or get an abortion... if we have time?'

How do I ask that question without sounding like a complete bastard?'

'Jesus, she's had sex with Lance could it be his?'

'Don't be a mega-cunt, this is all your fault... fucking her bareback... knocking her up...!'

"Dad... Dad... say something."

Tanya's worried voice broke into his introspection and he shook his head to try to clear his mind. He stepped back from the embrace they had been sharing and shook his head again with a guilty expression on his face.

"Jesus! Sorry, Sweetie I'm just trying to get my mind around it. I guess it was those first few occasions once we got on the island as you said you were safe when we first made love on the boat. I'm sorry I should have been more responsible...

Tanya reached out to place a calming hand on his arm and smiled guiltily at him.

"Dad... You seemed to want to come inside me at every opportunity and... I loved you doing it, even knowing the risk. So it's not just your fault."

Crichton shook his head again.

"Even so, I still think I should have been more responsible. Anyway, I guess you haven't popped out to Boots The Chemist to get a tester so what makes you think you're pregnant and how long have you known... suspected?"

Tanya's reply did not disguise her own uncertainty over the diagnosis.

"I started to feel shit about 4 or 5 days ago and my boobs are tender. I've been moody... and I'm a week late with my period and 'The Painter' has always been very regular. I could explain a lot of it as being due to the stress of the voyage and the wreck and... you and I falling out."

"Oh, baby, come back here, I'm so sorry about that!"

He embraced her tightly again but then chuckled at her euphemism.

"The Painter? I've not heard that one before! Where does it come from?"

Tanya giggled against his chest.

"Some Aussie comic I heard... I forget who, talking about discussing having sex despite being on her period... she says

'The painters are decorating the front hall but you can enter via the back passage if you like'.

Since then it's been my pet phrase for having my period..."

Tanya paused and looked at her father who gave a big sigh shaking his head resignedly before pulling his daughter back into the tight embrace, kissing the top of her head.

"Oh baby girl, what are we going to do? I'm worried if you have any complications while we're on the island as our medical kit is pretty basic... we certainly don't have anything for delivering babies... actually that begs a question that I hardly dare ask..."

"I know what you were going to ask and my answer is and always will be... I'm going to keep it!"

The vehemence in Tanya's voice and look in her eye was enough for Crichton to realise that it was an argument that he was unlikely to win, if he wanted to have it in the first place. He chuckled and smiled tenderly.

"You are so much like your mother! You probably don't know but we were planning on having children... that was partly why I was giving up deep-sea work... to be around more when... you know... it happened..."

Crichton sighed heavily at the memory of Maddie's untimely death and Tanya reached out to give him a hug while he continued.

"Anyway, I have no idea how to put a nappy on but I'm sure I'll learn quickly enough... apparently you have to watch out for the

poo tsunami

according to the adverts but my son will be very well behaved and not do anything like that."

The laughter was evident in Tanya's voice as she buried her head into her father's broad chest as her arms tightened around him.

"A

poo tsunami

! Is there a

pee waterspout

or a

fart cyclone

as well​? Maybe a

burp hurricane

...?"

She lifted her head and looked mischievously up into Crichton's eyes.

"So, you think it's going to be a boy. Nadia thinks it will be a girl... ahhh... whoops!"

She looked guiltily away as her father raised his eyebrows.

"Hmmm? You've been confiding in Nadia have you?"

"Of course she has, someone had to do some basic parenting and give the poor girl a shoulder to cry on. It wasn't going to be you... mainly because she was frightened to tell you..."

They both turned to see a grinning Nadia advancing across the roof of the gun emplacement. Tanya removed one arm from around her father and opened it out to bring her into a group hug. The gesture surprised Crichton but he likewise, instinctively wrapped his arm around her as well. A further surprise was waiting as Nadia raised an enquiring eyebrow at the younger girl who giggled and nodded before they kissed each other passionately on the lips.

The two women broke apart and looked deeply into each other's eyes.

"How did it go, honey? Better than you thought, I guess, judging by the fact that you're still here and still hugging him. Good! Perhaps we can now talk about the elephant in the room, when do the three of us get to fuck together?"

Chapter 45

4 days earlier

Tanya sat in the shade of the tall trees at the edge of the beach and watched the spray from the waves breaking over the reef in the early morning sunshine. She had come down the beach to this secluded spot to get away from everybody to wait for something that she desperately hoped would not appear... well, re-appear as it had for the last three mornings.

Morning sickness!

Three days ago, the first time, she had put it down to something she had eaten although nobody else seemed affected. The symptoms had been mild so she had not mentioned it to anyone. The feeling was worse on the second day and she had dry retched when alone at the lookout post but she had still not connected the dots at that point. The symptoms had been even worse the previous day but fortunately Nadia was the only other person near the hut when she started retching before dashing to the latrine.

The older woman had looked at her sympathetically as Tanya came back to the hut and sat down holding her stomach at the makeshift table but did not ask any questions. The stomach pains did not get any better as the morning passed and she made several more visits to the loo without really bringing anything back up. The revelation as to the possible cause hit her as she knelt over the smelly latrine bucket and she straightened up in shock.

She was pregnant!

She immediately felt her boobs... fuckkkk!... more sensitive than normal!

She then tried to remember other symptoms of pregnancy hoping they would indicate she was not pregnant.

Unfortunately two more of them pointed in only one direction.

The wrong one!

Mood swings? Check! However, her broken relationship with her father could be the cause of that... yeah right! Fuck!

Missed period? She was struggling to work out her cycle but she remembered that she had told her father she was safe on the boat which was 5 weeks ago... Fuck! Fuck! She tried to reason with herself that it was due to the stress of all she had been through... the hi-jacking and abduction, the threat of death, her killing someone and the shipwreck... all good reasons why she might have missed a period... nice try but no... she was very likely pregnant!

There were others that she couldn't recall from Sex-Ed but decided that she would wait one more day to hopefully show that the tummy bug had worked its' way out of her system.

So here she was, desperately hoping that all the signs of the last few days were wrong.

They were not!

The now familiar queasiness returned and she felt her gorge rising as she scrabbled onto her knees to deposit the contents of her stomach onto the sand... several times!

She started to sob and her tears and snot mixed with the other bodily fluids on the sand as she moaned disconsolately.

"Fuck! I'm pregnant"

"Yes, honey I rather think you are. Here, I brought you some water, you'll need it to clear the taste of vomit out of your mouth and put some fluids back into you. We can't have a mum-to-be getting dehydrated can we?""

She whirled around in surprise at the sound of Nadia's voice and saw her standing a few metres away with a concerned look on her face. Tanya took the proffered bottle and rinsed her mouth, spitting the water onto the ground before she drank some more.

"Thanks. How did you know I was here?"

"I followed you. After yesterday I had an inkling of what might be the problem and wanted to make sure you're OK."

Tanya had endeavoured to be cordial to Nadia after the argument with her father and the breakdown of their relationship but still held her partially responsible for it. As far as she was concerned the fact that she was now involved in a slightly bizarre, polyamorous relationship with Nadia's children had no bearing on the older couple's sexual and increasingly affectionate relationship. However, she couldn't quite come to the point of blaming the beautiful Russian actress for the entirety of the current situation.

That did not mean she was going to give her an easy ride just because she had be kind enough to bring her some water and to enquire after health.

"Yeah, well... I'm just peachy, thank you. Thank you for the water and the solicitations after my health but unless you are a gynaecologist I suggest that platitudes are not what I'm after just at the moment. So I suggest you just fuck off back to

'William'.

"

Nadia appeared to take no offence at Tanya's rudeness but did reply sarcastically.

"Ouch! Bitter much? You do know that your father is having sleepless nights worrying about you. He would be beside himself if he knew you were pregnant."

Tanya sneered at the older woman as she became increasingly agitated.

"He's only sleepless because you keep fucking him... we can hear you... at it every night... rubbing my nose in it. Well tell him from me... your son is a much better lover than he ever was or... could... be... shittt!... I'm pregnant with his baby... fuck it.... ohhhh fuckkk!"

Her tears, that had been kept in check while she ranted at her rival for her father's affections, could not be constrained any longer and she fell to her knees on the sand, sobbing in anguish.

Nadia stepped forward and dropped to her knees beside the distraught girl wrapping her arms around her as the emotional dam that had been kept in check for too long, burst forth. She gently rocked Tanya's unresisting form as she whispered soothing words while stroking her back and dispensing tender kisses to the younger woman's head and shoulders.

"Hush, honey, we'll get you through this. Your dad loves you very much... we all do. You won't be doing this alone, we're all your family now and we will be there for you. I know I'm not your actual Mommy but I'd like to go through this with you... well maybe we won't be going to Lamaze classes just yet... "

She chuckled at her own silly joke to try and lighten the atmosphere while she continued to hug and caress the emotional girl. Finding the kneeling position to be uncomfortable she started to manoeuvre them so that Tanya was sitting in her lap with her head cuddled into her breasts. The older woman could now stroke the young girl's body and continue to drop butterfly kisses on the top of her head.

Gradually the emotional storm passed and Tanya started to stir as she became aware of the close physical contact with Nadia and tried to get up.

"No honey, just stay there for a while if you're comfortable, there's no rush."

Tanya felt embarrassed by the fact that her face was squarely in the cleavage of Nadia's beautiful breasts but doubly so because she had covered them in tears and snot. She lifted her head away from them to look up at her comforter apologetically.

"I'm sorry but your lovely boobs are getting wet and messy and I haven't got anything to dry them with."

Nadia looked at her and chuckled.

"Well, under other circumstances I'd ask you to clean them up but the clothing optional regime does make that difficult so I would insist that you use your tongue and mouth."

Tanya was surprised by the comment and the implication behind it and Nadia saw the confusion on her face.

"What? You're surprised that I might want a beautiful girl to kiss and lick my breasts... especially one I know to swing both ways with my daughter and son."

Tanya blushed and looked away.

"Yeah... well... I guess I'm not averse to... errr..."

"

Making love to another woman

is what you're trying to say, huh honey?"

The mischievous smile in Nadia's eyes was infectious and Tanya chuckled.

"Not exactly... I prefer cock to pussy... but cock and pussy together is a pretty irresistible combination. Unfortunately, Lance is limiting my exposure to cock because it's in his sister most of the time. I feel like a bit of a third wheel as they are so into each other."

A frown passed over Nadia's beautiful face.

"Well I hope they are doing what I asked and being safe. One pregnancy is misfortune, two would be careless."

Tanya chuckled and nodded in acknowledgement of the paraphrased Oscar Wilde quote.

"Thank you Lady Bracknell! Don't worry, the withdrawal method is definitely in use and there has been a lot of practice of cleaning cum from boobs and other body parts, with tongue and mouth. So, no, I'm not surprised that you would think I might be up for it. I'm just curious why you would want me to do it to you?"

Nadia looked confused by the question.

"Why would I not want you to do it? I too prefer cock to pussy, especially Williams's, but have you looked at yourself? You are gorgeous! I'm so jealous of every part of you... these fabulous almond-shaped eyes, soft plump kissable lips, not to mention those cheek bones... exquisite... all set in a heart shaped face, tear-drop breasts with just enough weight... yummy... oooh those nipples... I could cum just from looking at them... shapely legs that go on forever and as for your ass... wow! Just wow! All wrapped up in that gorgeous cafe-au-lait colouring with a cute personality to go with it."

Tanya had squirmed in embarrassment as the beautiful Russian had started her catalogue of appreciation of her beauty but this rapidly changed as Nadia started to sensuously stroke each body part she mentioned. The longer the caresses went on the cause of the squirming morphed into lust with the telltale signs starting to coat Nadia's thighs.

"If... when we get off this island I'm taking you straight to one of the modelling agencies and I'll be able to retire on my cut of your earnings. No, honey there is no doubt why I would want you to lick my tits or bury your face between my thighs and eat my cunt to a mind-shattering orgasm because I would want to have the privilege of doing it back to you! I am so envious of my daughter and the number of times she's sucked your beautiful breasts or licked your clit!"

She finished by running her fingers along Tanya's jawline to cup her face and bring it close to her own. There was an unspoken question in her eyes as the pair looked at each other with mutual desire written in their faces. Within seconds it was answered as their mouths were locked in a torrid kiss while their tongues danced against each other and their hands caressed breasts, grasped buttocks and tangled in hair to force their mouths together. Eventually they broke apart and Tanya looked at the older woman with a mischievous smile as their heavy breathing subsided.

"I've heard you call Daddy

'Master'

so if you want the privilege of eating my cunt I think you should call me

'Mistress'

don't you? You may be the most beautiful woman in the world but from now on you are my slut."

She giggled and rolled onto the sand and spread her legs showing the juices coating her thighs and swollen pussy. Nadia laughed in return at the exaggerated porno babble but licked her lips at the sight before her and positioned herself between the younger woman's thighs. She paused and looked at her new lover.

"You do know, that we are going to end up fucking your father together don't you?"

"Yes, Nady-slut, now get that beautiful face in between my thighs and make me cum!"

"Yes, Mistress"

Chapter 46

Chloe stretched her back and arms as she lay face down on the blanket on the sand before looking over at her brother who was currently occupied with trying to mend one of the old fishing nets that had been left behind.

"Hey, handsome can you come and put some sunscreen on my ass please. We wouldn't want that to get burnt would we? You can even cop a feel while you're doing it as it's got to be at least 3 hours since you last fucked me. I'm worried that you might be going off me and that you might have a bit of a side hustle going on with Tanya when I'm not around."

Lance gave up what he was doing and came over to kneel on the edge of the blanket next to his beautiful blonde sister. He reached for the bottle of sunscreen and gave it a shake by his ear.

"Not much of it left and I think this is the last one. Hopefully we're all tanned enough to not get badly burnt despite our colouring. Not that Crichton and Tanya have that problem so much."

He looked down at his sister and gently lifted her hair away from her neck to place a tender kiss.

"No, Klo, I have no desire for a side hustle with her. You are my main girl, lovely as Tanya is, she is very much the third wheel as far as I'm concerned. Talking of whom, where is she? She should be back from the lookout post by now."

His sister turned her head and lifted her sunglasses to look at him with a knowing smile.

"I think today is the day that 'Daddy' finds out he's going to be a daddy. Tanya's been so wound up for the last few days she's not even enjoyed me eating her out."

"You don't know she's pregnant, She's not said anything to us."

"She's queasy in the morning and I know she's got tender boobs because she asked me not to pinch her nips too hard the last time we made out. Add to that she's been spending a lot of time with Mommy presumably to get advice on how to tell poor

Daddy.

She's preggers if I'm not mistaken."

Lance chuckled at his sister's use of the parental endearments.

"There you go again with the

'Mommy'

and

'Daddy'.

I'm not sure that Crichton signed up to be our father no matter what relationship he has with our mother. Or are you using it in the porn sense of the word?"

His sister giggled.

"Maybe! I wouldn't mind if he demanded that as a price for fucking me, having watched how Mommy gets off on his big black cock. I ask to join in every time and they always say 'No' but they are getting more tolerant of me being close and touching them while they fuck. I did get to lick a bit of his cum from Mommy's boobs when they were spaced out from cumming... then they realised what I was doing. I think she wants to involve me but is afraid to ask him."

"You've become quite the little voyeur. What makes you say that she wants to include you in a threesome?"

"Well, she was the one who first called me closer and said something like '

come closer Chloe honey, see how his big black cock is splitting my pussy

'."