This is the continuing story of Brian and his daughters stranded on a deserted island. The pirates have left and taken one of the girl's fiancé with them. With no hope of rescue in the foreseeable future the girls take matters into their own hands.
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"Daddy, what do you think will happen to Roger? He was a jerk I discovered and he did try to rape me, but when it is all said and done, I don't want anything bad to happen to him," Brooke was asking. Brooke sat just outside the cave, still naked. She sat next to Beth, also naked, with puffy eyes. She was taking the events the day before pretty hard. She was going to get over it but it would take some tenderness on the family. She had spent a hard night, crying in Beth's arms. Brian guessed that deep down inside, Brooke did have some lingering feelings for Roger. She slept with Beth holding her, while Brian stayed up all night on guard. He felt better knowing that he had two automatic weapons for safety now, plus the pistol the dead pirate carried.
"Honey, I really don't want to think of what will happen to him. I am sorry I was unable to save him. That lose will haunt me for the rest of my life. He was someone I was in charge of and I couldn't save him. It was like losing a member of my A-team. It is hard to get over." Brian was not looking at the girls as he spoke. They were still hidden and he was keeping a watchful eye on the sea in case the pirate ship returned to finish the job.
After the attack by the pirates were over, Brian had moved back to where the body of the pirate still hung on the trap. He pushed the pirate's lifeless body off the trap and then dismantled the trap so now one would get hurt. He next drug the body down the beach and away from the camp and placed him away from any of their potential food sources and well away from the fresh water supply.
He scrapped a hole large enough and deep enough to bury the pirate. The soft sand made it easy but the hole would fill up almost as fast as he dug it. Finally he was completed and placed the dead body in the hole and began to cover it with sand. Once completed, Brian was filthy, covered in sweat, and had the smell of death. He headed toward the sea to at least try and wash some of the grit and grime off of him. After swimming, he set back into his routine of running the camp. He swam over to where the boat had been tied to see how much usable rope was left. After finding that there was more than he expected he returned toward the cave, only stopping to reset up the potty for the girls. He was used to going in the wilderness but the girls were still girls and after Brooke's first encounter with outdoor toileting, he knew that would be the first thing to take care of in the way of creature comforts.
He returned to the cave and found the naked girls still sitting outside. They had moved one of the mattresses outside to give them something softer to sit on other than the soft sand and hard rocks. They were quietly talking as Brian approached and looked up at him when he dropped the rope close by.
"Girls, I know it is so soon after what just happened but we have to face reality that we are still stranded on this island. We have got to get back into the swing of things. Do you understand?" Brian was looking at each of the girls to get confirmation of what he was saying.
"Okay, daddy, what do you want us to do?" Beth asked.
"We need to get firewood for the fire, gather fruit for dinner, replenish the water in the water jugs, and get some meat for the table," he said. "So let's get started. I am not really feeling secure right now. I want you to go together and get the fruit for dinner. I want each of you to carry an AK with you. If you see anyone, shoot first and run like hell. I will have the piston with me. I am a better shot. You just point the weapon and fire full auto. Do you understand what I am saying?" Brian again looked at the girls and when they both nodded their heads Brian continued. "I don't think our friends will be back, but I don't want to take any chances either."
The girls stood up and began to move off to collect the fruit. Brian shook his head as the naked girls walked by him. "Girls, please put some clothes on. It is not like I don't enjoy seeing a beautiful naked woman, and trust me, you both are that. But I AM your father. It just doesn't seem right."
"Why is that, daddy? If you like to look at us, what is the problem? If you were to go naked, I would not get upset." Brooke was first to respond. Brian thought as Brooke answered that she was returning to her herself. Her old, smart-assed self.
"I am not so sure about that, baby, I am an old guy."
"Daddy, you are the sexiest man we know. I personally would love to see you naked," Beth responded. "Besides, you are going to be the only man for us if we are not rescued. You need to start thinking about that, ya know." Then the girls turned and started to walk off to gather dinner. It was a strange sight as the two naked, tanned girls moved out into the jungle, both with AK-47s draped over their shoulders.
"Now what was that supposed to mean?" Brian thought. But the longer he thought about it, the harder is cock became. He shoook his head and picked up a spear, turning toward the beach and began to walk. He needed to get some fish for dinner.
Later that night they had their meal around the camp fire. The girls sat together huddled under a blanket. The night was cool and the fact they no clothes on only made them cooler. Huddling together kept them warm but it was making Brian even warmer. After catching a fish for dinner and while cleaning it he had time to think about there situation.
Brian was up to his wrist in fish guts as he thought about the last statement Beth made as the girls disappeared into the jungle to get fruit for dinner. She was right; he was going to be the only man in their lives if they weren't rescued. Now that the boat was gone, that looked more like the case. With the boat he could have fashioned something to get them off the island and rescued. Now even that hope was gone. If they stayed on the island for a long time, she was right; he was going to be the man for them. With being the man came responsibilities, some of which did not just mean being the protector and the bringer of meat to the table. It was the other stuff that gave him the most concern. These were his children that he was going to be the man and not the father. He was not so sure that he was ready for that.
Father is one thing but he knew that what Beth was meaning was as a lover also. Fathers did not do that with their children. But this was not normal circumstances. He was not so sure that he was ready for that just yet. He knew that eventually it was going to happen. With a sigh, Brian finished cleaning the fish and moved down to the water to rinse his hands. He knew that it was inevitable and with another sigh, resolved himself to the fact that he was about to become many things to his daughters: protector, providing, confidante, and now lover. But he would cross that bridge when he came to it. When he thought about what it might be like with his daughters, his cock gave jump in his shorts. After all, they were very beautiful, actually, very sexy women. If it wasn't for the fact that they were his daughters, he would have already tried to be with them.
Brian sat there and ate the last of his piece of fish and watched this daughters eating while still wrapped in the blanket. "You know, if you put some clothes on, you might be a little warmer."
The girls laughed and then looked at each other. They nodded their heads and then stood up together. Then they dropped the blanket and stood there naked in the firelight. Brian looked at the girls, no, women, and thought to himself "it is going to be hard to resist these beautiful creatures. I don't care if they are my children."
Both the girls were tanned a golden brown. Their hair had become almost bleach blond. Over a week without a razor had made their pubic hair a light fuzz on their pussy mound and clearly visible in the firelight. Even their legs had a very thin coat of hair. Beth's long tits stood proudly on her chest with no sag, her nipples erect in the cool night air. She had large areoles like her mother's and they were a slightly darker color than her tanned tits. Her nipples were large and stuck out like little pencil erasers.
Brooke was about an inch taller than her younger sister. Her hair was shorter than Beth's but the same bleached blond. She also was very tanned and there were no longer tan marks on either of their bodies. Her pussy hair was slightly longer than her sister's and he could definitely tell that she was getting a good bush growing between her legs. Even the hairs on her legs were visible from the distance she stood from Brian. Her tits were smaller than Beth's but only by slightly. Where Beth was a good C-cup, Brooke's were only slightly smaller. They too stood proudly on her chest. They were a golden brown and swayed slightly as she breathed. Her areoles were smaller and were only slightly larger than her nipples. Her nipples were awesome, long and pointed. Brian could tell that she was somewhat excited because they were very pronounced, sticking out far. They were like large pencil erasers, hard and stiff. She was either excited or cold and Brian doubted it was the later.
"What is wrong, daddy? Don't you like what we look like? Don't you think we look good? Are you ashamed of us?" Brooke stated. She and Beth began to make some modeling poses in the firelight for Brian.
"My loves, I think you are the sexiest things alive right now. I am just getting used to you being naked in front of me is all. It will be okay once I get used to it. Right now my mind is going crazy," Brian told them.
"Daddy, we are going to bed now. Will you join us in a bit?" Beth asked.
"Yes, baby, I am going to be there in a few. Go on in and I will grab some sleep later. I want to go up and take a look around for a while. Don't worry I will be fine." Brian stood up and moved slowly off toward the beach. He was still limping but it was not from his sore ankle. It was sore all right but he was limping because his cock was hanging down his leg and getting harder every second he had to watch his naked daughters. He had to move out before it became embarrassing.
A few hours later Brian entered the cave and started to lie down on his mattress. He stopped as he started to kneel because the girls were asleep on his space. Brian shrugged and started to move to where Beth used to sleep. Brian stopped when he heard Brooke speak to him.
