Page 49 of Totally Wrecked
LEANDER
After Keyara’s dream, I slept great for a few more hours. Probably because I had the sweetest bundle of girls to cuddle up to. I wake as the sky lightens.
“Good morning, Princess. Want to go straight to the waterhole when Key wakes up?”
She nods. “I’m parched.”
I get to my feet, and give her the little water there is in the coconut cup, then try to quietly gather more wood for the fire. It’s good for Keyara to sleep as much as possible; her body needs rest. Personally, I’m feeling surprisingly good. My head only hurts if I touch the lump, and my muscles are sore, but I’m used to that.
I’ve always rebounded quickly after illnesses. Physical pain and discomfort I can cope with. The mental side of things…
Yeah, let's not go there, I’ve got two gorgeous girls to look after. I am not going to let anything happen to them. I look over and see Daisy talking with Keyara, who is sitting up and stretching. Time to hydrate, then I need to find them food beyond coconuts. I have a real caveman feeling in my chest. Like I want to go hunting and bring back something to our cave.
Then I’d like to grab Daisy by the hair, drag her to the back of the cave, and fuck the living shit out of her.
My fantasy crashes to a halt as a little hand tugs on mine. “Uncle Leander? I’m thirsty.”
I crouch down, “Hop onboard!”
We walk the path, and now we are not in quite such a sorry state, it’s easier to look around and take in the terrain. Halfway along the path there is a bank of low, bushy trees, the branches are heavy with red fruit.
“Whoa, look ladies! You think they are edible?”
“I’m pretty sure they are lychee.” Daisy takes a fruit, peels it, then gives it a sniff. Underneath the red skin, the actual fruit is white.
“They’re lychee,” Keyara agrees.
I take the fruit from her hand and put it in my mouth. “Damn, it tastes so good. Like a strawberry had a baby with a rose.”
We all start pulling fruit from the tree, peeling and eating as fast as we can.
“You know, maybe we should slow down,” Daisy says, juice running down her chin.
“You’re probably right, at this rate we’ll get the…” I look at the girls and amend my language, “...backdoor trots.”
Key giggles. I’m glad to hear it. It makes me think she’s going to be OK.
“Backdoor trots would not be fun,” Daisy agrees. “Let’s go to the pool. We can collect more fruit to take to the beach on the way back.”
“Perfect,” I tell her, giving first Daisy and then Key a sticky kiss on the head.
I don’t know how long we spend at the water hole, but it is well needed. We drink and swim. Daisy helps Keyara rinse her hair, then does the same for me. The water in the pool is cold, but not cold enough to keep my boner in check. I keep having to swim under the waterfall. Daisy’s nipples are so dark brown and tempting behind the translucent fabric of her bra.
“I’m cold,” Keyara complains.
“Come and lay down with me,” Daisy says. I watch as they clamber onto a large, warm flat rock. I’m mesmerized by her curves, her skin, her sweetness with Keyara.
Daisy and Key are currently playing eye-spy.
“Something beginning with C…” she says.
“Cock,” I mutter to myself, looking down at my body. “A very needy cock.”
GRAY
We head back to the beach via the spring, and fuck that water tastes like heaven. I am a little concerned we’ll get sick from the spring water, but it’s not like we have any way to purify it.
Or do we? I do like an engineering challenge.
