Ecstasy Island/The Kensington Family/3
Nathan woke to the light shining through the windows of the hut. He was sprawled across the bed, as he was known to do. The warmth of the climate had him sleeping atop the thin covers. Amber had similarly slept over the covers. The way in which he awoke was a bit concerning, however. Somehow, during the night, it seemed that his pants had ridden down. That wasn't the worst of it, however. Amber was laying on top of him, her head toward his feet. The tiny shift of a dress was bunched up beneath her, and her naked preschool sex was staring him in the face. Worse yet, it seems that Amber had found his morning wood in her sleep, and was holding onto it like a life preserver. He was stuck. If he moved, he could scar his little girl for life. He just couldn't figure out how to get his cock out of her hands without waking her. It didn't help that he hadn't had sex since his wife had passed away, and there was a pussy just inches from his face...even if it was that of his four year old daughter.
He thought that if he could just get it to go down, maybe Amber would release it, and he could cover up before waking her. The problem, as previously stated, was that he was pent up and looking at a pretty little pussy. He closed his eyes, and tried to think of unsexy things. He came to realize quickly that he could actually smell his little girl's pussy. It wasn't the smell of an adult's sex; and definitely not the fishy odor of a poorly maintained one, but his primate brain knew that smell, and was keeping him fully aroused. Still, he figured mind over matter would work. It may have, if Amber hadn't suddenly decided that his cock was a popsicle or something in her sleep. Suddenly, his cock was in his little girl's mouth and she was sucking and licking on it. He was so pent up, he was sure to blow his load in no time. The feeling was amazing. It was actually the best head he'd ever had, though he was rather certain that Amber was just dreaming of some sugary treat. He had to do something, and he had to do it quickly. In a single motion, he pulled Amber off of his cock, spun her right side up, and stood up. He was hoping Amber would still be too out of it to notice his raging hardon.
"Rise and shine, princess," he said, trying to act as though he had just picked her up. "Breakfast should be here soon."
"I'm still sweepy, daddy," complained the tiny tyke as she flopped over in his arms. He let out a sigh of relief, and put her back on the bed; then quickly pulled up his pants. He was still pitching a major tent, but was determined to take care of that in the bathroom.
"Okay, sweetheart," he said as he made his way to the bathroom, "you get a little more sleep."
He slipped into the bathroom, and moved to latch the door...but there was no lock on the door. He had forgotten that fact. There was nothing to be done about it for the moment, however, so he sat on the toilet and pulled out his cock. He tried to think of hot naked women, his wife, his favorite fantasies, but all he could think of was the feel of his little girl's mouth on his cock, and the scent and sight of her immature pussy. It's only my imagination, he thought. There's no harm in it, right? He imagined what would have happened if he hadn't stopped Amber. He pictured he sucking his cock for the few seconds more that it would have taken. He thought about how it would have felt to push his cock into the back of her tiny mouth and shoot her belly full of cum. Before he knew it he was shooting all over the bathroom. He quickly cleaned up and went back out into the bedroom.
He looked for his underwear where he had left them to dry after washing them the night before, but they were nowhere to be found. The same was true for his pants and shirt. He just couldn't win. He poked his head out the window and exclaimed loudly, "Sure, take the rest of my clothes, stupid monkeys!"
"Pardon me sir?" called an islander from down the path. "I didn't catch that. We're here with breakfast."
"Just bring it up," said Nathan.
Nathan had the staff set breakfast up in his hut's dining room, then went to get Alex and Marci. He knocked on the hut door, then entered immediately. His children seemed dressed and ready to go. They even had wet hair, which was unusual as the family generally only bathed before bed. More than one shower a day is actually quite unhealthy. On top of that they seemed unusually tired. That seemed quite odd as Nathan felt totally refreshed despite how he had awakened.
"Breakfast is in the other hut," said Nathan. "You two don't look like you've slept a wink."
"Ughh," said Marci, "we didn't. Alex kept having sex with me over and over again, even though I told him to stop. He kept cumming inside me even after I told him it was a bad time of the month, and I would most likely get pregnant."
"Marci..." Nathan said in a tired tone.
"No, dad," said Alex, "that's what happened. I lost count of how many times I came inside her. I just kept fucking her over and over again all night long. I must have shot what felt like a gallon of fertile sperm into her womb. You're definitely going to be a grandad in nine months."
Nathan was speechless for a moment, then it occurred to him. This is the only thing he hadn't tried. Maybe Alex was on to something. If they played along with her ridiculous stories, but like everything was fine and normal instead of reacting like she wanted them to...maybe then she would stop.
"Well," he said as calmly and neutrally as he could, "I guess you're going to have to start thinking up names."
"But daddy," said Marci, "aren't you going to do something? He probably got me pregnant."
"It's alright, sweety," he said, "if he didn't get you pregnant this time, he can try again next month. If you want, I'll knock you up after you have his baby." Marci stood looking at him with her mouth wide open; finally at a loss for words. "Now let's get back to the hut and get some breakfast. We have a nature walk planned for today."