Castaway A Forced Cuckold

This story is complete fiction. I hope you enjoy it!

Castaway cuckold.

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Roy, Suzie, Arthur, Ernest, Robert, Samuel, Joseph

We were flying out of the Caribbean heading for Columbia. I was on a business trip with my wife on our way to Columbia, South America. The farming of soy and corn there is growing, and I was to see what future I might find selling irrigation systems.

I didn't expect to be flying on a small 8 passenger commuter plane from Puerto Rico to Venezuela, then on to Monteria.

There were only 4 other people plus one pilot, no copilot. All men, no other women except my wife... She was enjoying the attention of all the men, most of them had been working offshore oil for almost 18 months and couldn't seem to keep their eyes off her. I am not a jealous man, in actuality, it flattered me.

They were all very good looking darker-skinned men that had physical jobs that kept their body's in great shape. I envied them a lot. I have been behind a desk for the last several years, though I worked out three or four times a week. I had nothing on any of these men...

Susan, that is my wife, I am Roy. By the way.

Susan was in heaven as these men couldn't seem to keep their eyes off her, she was enjoying the stimulating conversations they were having, she was all but flirting with them, actually, I think she really was flirting with some of them...

I let it go as she doesn't have too much of a chance to flirt at home. We knew most of the men we hung around with and all of them happily married, just like me.

Anna was a very pretty and busty woman... She was stacked with 42 DD breasts, a not so small waist, mostly because of our 22-year-old son, legs that would make a man dream of her for weeks. She was 38 with dark brunette hair, hazel eyes, and a smile that the sun could learn to shine from.

She had never cheated on me, never seemed to have a desire to. I loved my wife and I knew she loved me too. Neither one of us was willing to hurt the other by doing something like that. However, I was a little worried about how she was mixing it up with the four men we were flying with. It was the first time she ever had that much attention from the opposite sex, and she seemed to be soaking it up. Her smile was beaming, and I didn't have the heart to stop it. I could see how sexy she felt with all there ogling and lustful gazes.

Well truthfully, I loved it. the last time she was being hit on by another man, she got so excited by how sexy he made her feel, I had gotten the best sex I have ever had in our twenty-five-year marriage, and in fact in my life. She didn't even kiss him. A man just doesn't forget a day like that, actually more like a week.

When she took a break from the men to use the small restroom the plain provided, I had the first chance to speak to her.

"You might want to be careful here Susan." I warned.

She laughed, "Honey, they are getting off in Venezuela. We are going on. There's nothing to worry about. And I will keep it down if another bunch of 'Really hot looking men' get on board."

The lustful smile she was giving me was meant for just me. That means if I read it right, that another week of great sex was forthcoming. Hell, I was game for that, who wouldn't, the price was, simply let her flirt with a few strangers till we landed...

We almost got back to our seats when it started. Turbulence so hard, we almost didn't get buckled in. It came in so unexpectedly because no one noticed the clouds forming to the west of us. I really think it was my wife that distracted them.

Suddenly a scream from a man at the front of the plain called out. "Shit the caption is dead!!"

I was a private pilot with over a thousand hours P.I.C. (pilot in command) so I headed to the front of the plain.

The caption was out of his seat and bleeding, so I knew he was alive, but he was unconscious. I tried to explain this, but everyone was panicking.

I made it to the left seat, checking the interments I noticed that we were at 35,000 feet and climbing. I pulled the thrust levers back to an idle. Then I eased the nose forward. I don't know what the ceiling was on the plain we were in, but I knew that we were reaching it. we had to get down to a reasonable altitude fast... I was encouraged when the altimeter started to show us descending almost 1000 feet per Minute. I wanted more but I also didn't want to stress the bird. So, I took what I could get. I then started to head to the south hoping to outrun the storm that way.

I would love to tell you all about all the great flying I did to crash land on an island, but I think we need to get to the point. Truthfully it was dumb luck... I got everything in order, I had only one engine going when I found an island quite by accident, and the one engine was running rough.

I headed for the island and hoped it would make it. I found a beach and sat the bird on the sand, gear down. When the left landing gear hit the soft sand it swung around on me hard and drove the front steering gear into the soft sand bucking the back of the plane up and almost throwing me through the windscreen...

I came-too three days later. Next to my wife... I rolled over and saw Suzan lying beside me, I touched her shoulder. She jumped almost like something bit her. "Easy baby-doll." It's just me."

"You're awake!!" her face lit up like the sun.

She came to me and kissed me with a big hug. 'Ouch!!" I yelled, hell it hurt. My neck was strained along with my back and right arm.

Suzie pulled away abruptly. "I am so sorry, are you ok?"

"Yea, I will be fine. Just found some bad spots." I looked at my wife, she was a sight for sore eyes this was for Shure, I can't think of anything I would rather see than her right then. I smiled and said. "You are the prettiest woman on earth..."

"Yea, so they tell me about sixty times a day each..." She said to me.

Suddenly I started to get confused. I had forgotten all that was going on. As I started to look around where I was things got really confusing...

As it turned out... The four men and the pilot all survived the plane wreck. The four men started setting up camp and made the lean two I was under with my wife Suzie. They had been staying alive with provisions from the plain, though they were running low.

The island I had found accidentally, was about two miles across and almost three miles long. There are cliff faces on one side and beach on the other. They had found freshwater and made several trips there each day.

The caption was hurt pretty badly and almost died. Somehow he made it through. He is healing, yet very slowly. I was the only other injured person by the grace of God, and not my great flying ability...

The four roughnecks that came aboard the plane were instrumental in our survival. They kept gathering wood to burn and water to drink. They also found a way to catch fish by trapping them in the rocks, on the other side of the island.

We found some flora that is edible so we even had greens to eat. Though when they offered me Kelp, I declined.

On the outside, we looked like a real team of survivors. Each doing his and hers best for the survival of all of us. Underneath, not so much.

I was up and around in just a few days, doing my part in survival.

I checked the plane and the E.L.T. (emergency locating transmitter.) There I found it disabled. I asked the captain about that and he said it had stopped working a week before the flight. He said they had ordered a new one but the people who run the airline are very cheap and didn't place the order.

I started pulling the radio's and other avionics to see if I could get something working to help get us rescued. That is where I put most of my time. I thought that would be where I was most needed.

I could sense trouble starting right away. Though Suzie stopped flirting with the men, they didn't stop flirting with her. I witnessed several of them talking to her, taking a lot of time studying her. She wore loose clothing, but her bra was gone, and her boobs bounced when she walked.

I couldn't blame the men for staring. They had been out at sea for some eighteen months. They were all heading back to their wives and girlfriends, and Suze was the only female anywhere around. This lasted quite a while.

I got better pretty fast and started to pull my load fairly quickly. I thanked them all for taking care of me while I was out and especially keeping watch over Suzie. They all smiled big when I said her name.

I had figured out how to get the radio working again. I needed a lot of time and some tools to do it though. Mainly the batteries were dead and I needed to find a way to turn the alternator to charge them.

As I said before, the men were very handy and designed a contraption that might just work. It would take some to build it though.

Suzie was bumming around the beach ignoring all the metaphorical danger signs that were springing up everywhere and had been since I had come to.

I was at our small well, I guess you would call it a hut that we had made in our spare time. Each of us started to build one so that we could get more privacy. Suzie and I started making love in it as soon as it was built. Just like I had expected, she felt sexy as hell and was dynamite in bed, like she couldn't get enough.

Suze came in the hut with a horrible look on her face. There is no way anyone could fake the terror she felt.

She looked at me... "I, I, m. I Am, their..."

"Slow down baby doll," I said as I went to her to try to comfort her. She was shaking as I took her in my arms. Then she broke down...

It was a good long time before she calmed enough to say. "I am going to be raped..."

It was a statement of fact.

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I held my wife for a long time and she was starting to calm down. Then a knock on the front of the hut let us know that someone was there.

"Come in." I said. Suzie's body went stiff and she grabbed me tight. I looked at the man that was coming into the hut.

It was Arthur Knocks. He was the caption of the airplane I had landed. I could see he seemed to recover well from his injuries.

"Arthur"? I said more as a question than a statement.

"Roy, did she tell you what is going on?" he asked.

"She said she is afraid she is going to be raped?" I replied.

He sat down, not that I invited him too. "The four roughnecks are getting a little frustrated, and they have been making plans!"

I looked at him. "What about you?"

"I will take no part in taking a woman against her will!!" He sounded firm on this, I had no doubt he meant it.

"What is going on Arthur?" I asked with a look of don't fuck with me on my face.

"I think that Richard ass hole is the one who started it... But Ernest is all in now and Samual and David are about to come in too. They want to get Suzie away from you in the jungle or if not, they will all four take you out. I let them think I am in it with them to find out what they were up to, but I will have nothing to do with it." Arthur looked at me for a good long time as I held my wife...

I was outnumbered four to three. Arthur was twenty years older than me, and Suzie is a girl, and the four of them were in our mid-twenties. I could feel my wife shaking. I know she was regretting all the teasing flirtations she had doled out since we boarded the plane.

I finally said. "Suzie. There is an old saying. If Rape is inevitable, lay back and enjoy the sex..." I knew as much as I wanted to, Arthur, and I would never stand a chance against those four men!

"I am scared!" Suzie said.

"I know you are, but would you rather get raped or give it to them willingly, on your terms. They would get the relief they need and maybe life would go on. You know I would fight to death for you. But when I lose, and I will lose, they will take you anyway and it will be far worse than option one. I can't stand the thought of them hurting you, and as much as I hate it, I can live with them having you. I just can't live with you being hurt."

She looked at me for a long-long time, then asked, "Arthur, how long do I have before they come for me?"

I would say a day, maybe two. But I'm thinking they will all be in agreement about it by tomorrow night.

"Arthur, will you tell them I want to talk with all of you tomorrow morning? I know you will have to play along with them, but can you tell them please." Her voice was resigned and flat.

I looked at my wife as I continued to hold her. She kissed me. Then she looked into my eyes and said, "You can have me tonight. But after I start fucking those other men. I will only be fucking them." There was no hesitation in her voice. It was firm and plain. That's when I realized, I was about to lose my wife, because I couldn't protect her!

The very next morning, good to her word she showed up and got their attention. She laid out the rules very plainly. Every night she would choose one of them and go to their hut. She would rotate between all of the men, and they could fuck her pussy almost any way they wanted, but no anal! Blow jobs would be at her choosing. Then she firmly stated, "Everyone must be clean. If you aren't clean, I will not go to your hut. If I am in the mood, I may stop at more than one hut a night. And no rough stuff! If I say no it means no! Do not argue or I will leave, and I won't be back for a while." Then she boldly ended with an ultimatum, "Those are the rules. Take it or leave it!"

I was surprised that the men all took it well, and didn't argue with any of her demands. She had taken control of her fate. But she was going to make me pay. She casually went to get some food and completely ignored me, not even glancing my direction. I felt terrible and tried to work on my project to keep my mind off her. But I didn't get a lot done that day because I kept throwing up.

That night true to her word she picked Ernest's and went to his hut. I think I knew why. It was right next to our hut, and they spent almost two hours going at it. She didn't hold back and was loudly moaning and screaming out her orgasms, knowing I would hear everything. When they were through, she came back to our hut and laid down next to me. "Wow Roy, he is really good. I came so hard. He is a lot thicker than you are but not as long. I like the thickness. But boy can he eat pussy. Oh, by the way, did I get all his come off my mouth. He shot a huge load in my mouth and I tried to swallow it but I think there is still some on my lips." She looked at me, licked her lips and swallowed, smiling as she did. Then she kissed me deeply. I kissed her back and could taste him. She didn't lie, She had let him cum in her mouth. She never had done that for me...

The next day it was the same thing with Robert. Suzie made sure I heard every grunt and moan. Then she came back to our hut and kissed me again, making sure I knew he had come in her mouth too, and made a point of telling me that his dick was bigger than mine.

I continued to work on my project and tried not to think about it. Suzie continued to take care of everyone but me, including Author. He had said he wouldn't take a woman against her will, but she was more than willing! Each day she would come into the hut and brag about her lovers, and think of new ways to put me down and humiliate me.

It had been less than a week when I saw her being spit-roasted in a small clearing by our water hole. She was on her hands and knees between Robert and Earnest with one in her mouth and the other in her pussy. Thoroughly enjoying herself in broad daylight... So much for the one a night rule.

I had finally gotten my project to work. I had to assemble the radios on top of the hill because I had only a small antenna. This was hard back-breaking work; I had no help from the other men. After they started fucking my wife, they all started avoiding me.

I had been going on for more than two weeks, and I was in our hut when my wife came in and laid beside me. I waited for the humiliation to commence.

"I need to be close to the flap tonight Roy." She said.

"What's wrong" I asked...

"Arthur taught me how to take it up the ass. He and Samuel gave me two of the biggest cream pie enemas. I will probably need to take a shit two or three times tonight..."

So much for the no anal rule. She had been an anal virgin, and I had always hoped I would be the one to take her anal virginity. I guess that is what I get for hoping.

Suzie's arrangement had been going on for almost three months, and I hadn't had sex since. Oh, and to top it all off, my wife had run out of birth control less than a month after we crashed, so I am sure she is expecting; and I was miserable!

I had gotten my project finished and in working order, and had been staying on the hill for the last three days trying to make contact with somebody! No one was going to miss me. Well, I'm sure my wife misses humiliating me every night if she even bothers to come back to the hut.

I couldn't make a distress call at first, because the LED readouts were bad. I finally found the frequency that I needed to make one, six days after I started living on the hill.

I came into the camp all excited to tell everyone the good news. What I found sort of took all my joy from me. My wife was naked giving all five of the other men lap dances. There was no music but she didn't need any. She kept teasing away. She offered to tease me a little but I just shook my head and went to our hut.

The next day I was up at first light. I headed to the top of the hill where I was set up with the radio equipment batteries and alternator. I managed to make contact with a commercial jetliner, and he was able to use his instruments to pinpoint our location.

It was four hours later I got a call from a rescue boat. He told me a chopper was dispatched and would be there in an hour.

All that work just paid off in less than a few hours. Holy cow, did I feel wonderful.

I ran down to the campsite and yelled into the huts. The first one was my hut and I found it empty. No surprise. But I found body's in the other ones. Yelling I told them "We need to get to the beach."

Everyone woke up a little groggy. Obviously worn out from fucking my wife all night... "To the beach," I yelled.

"What the hell." A totally naked Suzie asked.

"We have to go..." I told her plainly.

"Go where?" she asked.

"Go home." I told her in a calm voice. I took what I had and started heading to the beach.

Suzie had been fucking all five of the men for more than three months, and her belly had started to show a little. I looked down and asked how she was doing.

She just glared at me.

I figured she was between two and three months pregnant. She still on birth control pills when I last had sex with her, so I know it wasn't mine. but I really didn't care who's it was either. She had made her choice, and essentially banished me, because I couldn't protect her from the invadable. Not that, from what I could see, she minded at all.

I got to the beach and waited. Two of the men were sitting next to Suzie and teasing her. I think they were trying to get her to put out on the beach in front of me. They started to get loud and obnoxious.

I went to them and told them to knock it off. They started to get cocky and laugh at me.

I started to turn and then I came back with the small club I had in my hand. I knocked Richard upside his head and he went down. I stepped to the other asshole Robert and raised the stick. He fell for it and I kicked his knee with my right foot causing the knee to go backward at an impossible angle. He fell to the ground and grabbed his ruined knee. I turned to Earnest and Author who started to run away Just as I heard a large helicopter coming to pick us up.

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It took almost a week to get home, and it took another three days to get the house in order. Then I went back to work and tried to put some sort of order back into my life.