Galloway's Island (Part 1)
The Professor:
Ron Winkley was thinking about his journal. Well, the journal in his brain. It would have been much easier to keep track of things if he actually had paper. His thoughts: It is day one hundred and seventy-six on this island. Though there are seven of us, the loneliness..., nay the sexual frustration had been affecting them all. None of us will admit it, not to themselves, or each other, but eventually, we will all need release. Not simply release, but human sexual contact.
Today he was using the back trail to the lagoon. One of a few. He noticed, not for the first time, the small hole in the back wall of the lady's hut. The hole is perhaps three feet off of the ground. This was not the first time the professor had peaked through that hole, but today he managed to see something he had hoped for every time he peaked. He would have preferred that it be Scarlet, but watching Mary Lou was good enough.
She was on her thatch bed low to the ground. She lay on her back, a banana in her hand penetrating her nether region. Her breasts were bare, he could see them heaving as she fucked herself with the fruit. The older man pulled his shorts down, one of only two pairs he managed to rescue from the wreck of the Little Fish. He pulled out his cock. As Mary Lou fucked herself, as he heard the moans of pleasure that escaped her mouth, he began to stroke his larger-than-average cock. He was concentrating on watching her, and he was almost seen as the Captain came up the trail from the lagoon. The professor quickly moved to some bushes and hid as the Captain walked by. He then left, forgetting why he had wanted to go to the lagoon.
A few hours later the group was in the camp circle, the seven castaways. The usual fare, fruit, some wild potatoes they had managed to cultivate, was their meal. Last was one of Mary Lou's pies for dessert. As he sat there, his cock kept coming to attention. He could not help it. Though it had been Mary Lou that he watched pleasing herself, his eyes kept wandering to Scarlet. He kept thinking of ravaging her, of being on top of her, of fucking her hot and ready pussy.
Dinner finished and the professor went to his hut and lay back on his uncomfortable cot. He pulled his cock out, masturbated until he shot his load. Even so, he had a fitful night's sleep, thinking of the ladies. Yes, even Mrs. Hail crossed his mind. Though in her late fifties, she is not unattractive.
The Captain:
The Professor thought that the Captain did not know what he was doing. The Captain also knew of that hole and had on a few occasions had watched one of the ladies please herself. His thoughts were no different than the thoughts of the Professor. He worried what might happen if the group, the seven castaways, did not discuss matters. He also knew it would have to be himself to bring it up. I did not know how, or even when he might brave the subject.
The next morning, day one hundred and seventy-seven on this island, the Captain decided to talk to the group about his thoughts. He must bring up sex. Three times a day the group gathered for meals. It had become their ritual. It was at the midday meal that he finally spoke. "Everyone, I have something I must say to you all. I must bring this up. I am sure it has been on all of our minds..." He looked down, wondering how this subject would be received, especially by Mr. and Mrs. Hail. The Captain decided all three ladies should be available for sex. He hoped at least.
It was Galloway who responded, "What's that boss? What's on your mind." The Captain gave him the look he had given his first mate a thousand times. Galloway knows that the Captain hates it when he calls him boss. "Sorry..., I mean Captain."
"Okay, what I have to say is going to be uncomfortable. But, it must be said. We are all..., well probably especially the guys, are sexually frustrated. I suggest we take care of that."
It took a few seconds but then they all realized what the Captain was saying. Suddenly voices spoke up at once. At first, there were recriminations, especially towards the Captain. Finally, he held up a hand,
"Can we all discuss this rationally."
Mary Lou finally broke the silence, "I am fine with it. I mean..., I know I am not as attractive as Scarlet, but I am willing. Well, willing to have sex with the men. I am just as horny as anyone..."
To everyone's surprise, it was Mrs. Hail who spoke up next. "I would love to help out."
Her husband, Mr. Hail exclaimed, "Hey!"
"Oh, shut up Thorogood, your dick is so small it has not satisfied me in years. Aside from that I am sure the other men could use some, well, some pussy." He stared at his wife. A look of disbelief on his face. "Did you truly think you were satisfying me?"
The professor held up his hand, "Let's calm down. We all should agree on a course of action, and then take it from there."
It was Mrs. Hail who took Galloway's hand and said, "Well, you guys do whatever. I am going to take this young man back to my..., our hut, and he is going to fuck my brains out." Galloway grinned as the older woman took his hand, "Thorogood, you can stay away for a bit. Unless you would like to watch." As they walked away Gal shrugged. All he knew was that he was finally going to get laid. Because of that, his cock was straining his pants.
Meanwhile, Mary Lou walked over and took the Professor's hand. "Shall we retire to your hut? I promise I will make it worth your while."
He had been looking at Scarlet so that he was slightly startled when Mary Lou walked up to him. He had been thinking of Scarlet but decided that a hand in the bush, or more precisely, a woman with a bush. "Well, let's go to my hut, Mary Lou."
The Captain looked over at Scarlet. Aside from Mr. Hail, they were the only two left in the meeting place for meals. "Well, are we going to your hut, Captain?"
Mr. Hail immediately interjected, "Well, what about me?"
Scarlet looked over at the Captain, then at Mr. Hail, "Well, I don't mind two, if the Captain does not mind."
Jonah Grundle, the Captain, responded, "I don't mind sharing."
The Captain and Mr. Hail followed her sashaying hips as she headed toward the Captain's hut.
God, what a view
, the Captain thought to himself. Mr. Hail simply thought
I am going to get to fuck this young wench
.
Eleanor and Galloway
Gal was not a virgin. When he first became a crew member on the Little Fish, he had met a local girl. They'd had a torrid, but very short interlude. She loved his large cock, but felt him less than bright so she ended the affair. The one thing it did for him, was give him the confidence to please a woman. He liked all three women, and he did not have a preference.
Mrs. Hail invited him into the chamber she shared with her husband. She removed her fancy blouse to reveal her cotton bra. His cock went rigid in his pants as she reached behind her and removed her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Though in her late fifties, she still had firm breasts that only had a slight sag to them. He did not know that the reason her belly was flat was that she'd never had children.
Gal stood frozen as she took off her pants. Underneath she had leggings, which she removed after slipping out of her sandals. He could not move as the attractive older woman walked towards him. He could not help but admire the figure of the older woman. She had short-cropped hair, that had turned completely white in the months on the island. Her body was short, but in the months on the island she had lost weight and her waist was slim and shapely. She reached out to Gal, "Come here, young man. I have seen glimpses of you on a few occasions. I am quite aware that your manhood is of a good size."
"Uh, yes ma'am." As he walked to her he took off his one of two shirts that he managed to salvage from the wreckage of Little Fish. The touring boat had been caught in the storm that brought them to this small island. During the time on the island, the work they had to do to survive, Gal had tanned and his chest had become well-defined and muscular.
Grinning up at him, she leaned down and removed his shoes made of local island plants. She then pulled down his pants revealing his large manhood. "Oh, my God. I have never had a cock in me that big." Taking his hand she went and stood next to one of the two cots that were in the room. "Lay down, Gal, I am gonna mount you."
"I am rather large, I have been told Mrs. H., are you wet enough? You know what I mean."
She grinned at him and said, "Just lay down, boy. I want to feel your huge cock in me. Well, as much of it as I can get in me."
His cock was throbbing. He wanted to feel it inside a woman, any woman. It had been a long time, and he could not wait to feel her pussy surround his manhood. "Lie back, sailor. Get as comfortable as you can on that weaved monstrosity. The blanket is thick enough. Most nights, I lie on top of it." A smile on his face he lay back on the makeshift bed they all slept on. He masturbated quite frequently, but he was somehow embarrassed to do so in front of her. "It's okay, lover. Stroke that thing. Jesus, it is big."
Without another word, she straddled the much younger man. She removed his hand and settled her cunt down onto his cock. She found it difficult to settle completely down on his manhood, but she did her best. Mrs. H. had to keep one leg bent as she settled down on his dick. His cock was not only fat, but it had to be at least nine inches long. Bracing her hands on his stomach, she slowly settled down, his cock as rigid as any she had ever felt. "Excuse my language, but fuck your cock is so hard. My God, so fucking hard." Slowly she pumped up and down on him. Mrs. Hail, not a small woman, still had difficulty settling down on his body.
