Endangered - Open Ocean, part three
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The sun was just starting to dip below the horizon, reflecting off the waves in patterns of gold and red and casting long shadows along the deck of the boat as it cut through the water. The only motion on the deck was that of the hammock, slowly swaying back and forth from the bobbing motions of the boat, and the motion of the ferret's tail as it slowly flicked about as he dozed. Dakota's chest rose and fell with his breaths, and aside from his tail he was completely motionless, with one of his paws behind his head. The other was lightly resting on his lap, holding a coldpack in place there.
"You really need to put that away, we don't want you shrinking there," giggled a voice coming from the figure stepping out from the cabin.
Dakota lifted his head up towards the sound of the voice, a playful smirk crossing his muzzle. "And I know that would make you cry yourself to sleep every night. But, considering that we just left an island where I've spent the past days fucking one girl or another almost every waking moment, I do hope you'll forgive me if I'm at least a little bit sore."
"Poor baby. Need me to kiss it and make it all better?" she replied with only a little bit of playful mocking in her voice.
He grinned at Mary as he watched her cross the deck towards him, watching the way her hips swayed with every step. She had taken to the dress code of the island rather quickly and hadn't worn a stich of clothing their entire stay there, and hadn't bothered dressing since they left earlier that morning. He held himself still as she climbed into the hammock with him, her thighs gently snugging around his waist as she laid close to him, her breasts lightly pressing to his chest as she moved the cold pack to the side. "You could bring me another margarita if you really want to make me feel better."
She rolled her eyes as she playfully flicked at his nose, though the way she slowly ground her hips to him was enough to let him know that she took no offense. "You haven't left that hammock since we left the island. You plan on making me your serving girl for the rest of the trip, hmm?"
Dakota chuckled as he leaned up to give Mary's nose a lick in return. "You're certainly dressed for the job." His arms wrapped around her, giving her a light, warm squeeze against him. "Little sister, I've had the time of my life for the past week, but it was utterly exhausting. Trust me, for the next few days, I don't think there's a thing in the world that's going to get me out of this hammock."
The two ottergirls held their breaths as they heard the footsteps walk by the linen closet they were hiding in, eyes watching the light under the door as the footsteps cast shadows as they moved by. They continued holding their breaths for a few long seconds more, before exhaling in a pair of quiet sighs. Their arms squeezed each other close as they curled up tighter around each other in the little nest of blankets, sheets, and towels they had made in their hideout spot.
"Are you sure that this was a good idea, Keoni? They're gonna find us, we can't stay in here forever."
"I know, Laleu. But the longer it takes them to find us, the longer until they take us back."
The first twin nodded to her sister as their arms continues to hold each other tightly, twin tails slowly brushing against each other as they flicked about here or there. The snuggling gradually started to turn into petting as the moments passed, which then turned to kisses, light at first, but steadily growing deeper. It had been torture for the two of them, being on the island all week with the festival going on and unable to join in, but in their isolation from the rest of the tribe, the girl's curiosity had become more and more bold, and sisterly love had blossomed into something more.
So, neither girl had any hesitation as their kisses grew deeper, their young, naked bodies writhing against each other, as their nest of blankets and towels helped to bottle in the warmth and the aroma of their arousal. The kisses continues to grow deeper, until finally Laleu pulled her lips back from her twin's. "Well, if we're gonna be hiding in here longer, we can have a bit of fun then." With an eager nod of her head, Keoni quickly agreed.
It was but a few seconds more until Laleu was on her back with Keoni on top, each girl with her muzzle buried between her sister's thighs, slender and eager tongues grooming at one another's soft labia and swollen clits. While young and inexperienced, the girls had a week cooped up in their hut, with no adults to watch them, with the sound of the festival outside making it clear what they were missing out on. So they had more than enough time to practice and find out the best way to make each other moan and squirm.
At first, they tried to keep the noises down, knowing that they had to remain hidden, but they knew just how to make each other squirm, and as the minutes passed, more and more moans and whimper started to fill the closet. One would flick her tongue a bit faster against her sister's sex, who would retaliate in turn, their pleasures as tightly entwined around each other as their bodies. It wasn't long at all until they both cried out, each girl making her sister orgasm, tasting the warm slickness that soaked into her facial fur from her twin's young cunny, two pairs of skinny hips humping so lewdly at young muzzles.
As quickly as their peaks crashed over the two of them, they came back down, warm bodies sagging against another as they panted heavily, moaning and whimpering quietly as the afterglows blankted over them. Evetually Keoni turned around on top of her sister, the girls once more holding each other close as they resumed the tender kisses, letting them linger before pulling back. "We'll have to be quieter than that, otherwise we'll get caught!"
"I think it's a bit late for that", said a voice from outside of the closet. As soon as it spoke, the door was quickly pulled open, making the twins shriek as they tumbled out, the sheets unwrapping from around them as they both ended up on their backs, peering up at who discovered them.
Dakota sighed to himself, resting his fingertips on his temples to slowly rub and massage. "So let me get this straight. The two of you saw me at the festival. You wanted to join in on all the fun, but are still a year too young. So when you saw me leaving, you swam out to my boat and stowed away. That pretty much sum it up?"
The two girls continued to look down at their feet, shuffling them about and kicking at nothing. "Yes, sir" they replied together.
"So now, your people welcomed me to their island, and let me join in that festival of theirs as one of their own. And now they'll think that I returned their hospitality by kidnapping two of their children, is that it?"
Both the girls immediately looked up at him, each of them shaking their heads, the one on the right speaking up. "No, sir. We left a note, they'll know we snuck away. We told them that we wanted to see some of the other islands and be your sea-mates before coming back."
He sighed as he shook his head. "Well, we'll have to turn around and take you back. Note or no note, your parents are probably worried sick about you, and it would still make me look like an asshole if I gallavanted around the islands for a week with the two of you before returning you, especially if they know you ran off to try and crawl into my bed."
"Dakota, don't be so hard on them," called out Mary as she entered the bedroom from the adjacant hallway, carrying a tray of drinks. "They just want to explore and live life a little bit, who knows how long they'll have until their next chance. You were their age once."
He shook his head at his little sister. "We have to take them back. Spending a week fucking two of their children is not how I intend to repay the island's hospitality."
Dakota and Mary turned to look at the two ottergirls as the one on the left let out a little huff. "We're not children. We've had our first heat, and are old enough to take a mate, just not old enough to join in the festival."
"And how old would that be?"
"We're fourteen."
Mary turned to smile at her mate. "They're older than I was the first time you mated me."
He rolled his eyes. "That was different. I knew you were going to be my mate from the day you were born, and I still should have waited until you were older. But that's beside the point. The point is-"
"-that you have two girls here who have a crush on you, and had to watch you have your way with who knows how many other girls for a week and now want their turn, and that your mate thinks it would almost be cruel to deny them that. And that if you don't give them a bit of enjoyment, I will. That pretty much sum up the point?" she interrupted, that playful glimmer sparkling in her eye that he recognized all too well.
He rolled his eyes again, with a playful smirk now as he fuzzled the top of Mary's head. "Insatiable little jilly, aren't you." Once more he turned his attention to the two ottergirls, this time letting himself take note of the fact that both girls were still every bit as naked as his mate, letting himself admire the twins' bodies, so young yet well on their way to womanhood, slender but curvey in all the right places. "So what are your names?"
The girls both looked up at him, smiles creeping across their faces now that Dakota wasn't upset any longer, the one on the right taking a step forward. "I'm Keoni. And that's my sister, Laleu."
Dakota started to take another step towards them, but was stopped when Mary lightly rested a paw on his chest to hold him back. He looked curiously down at her, but she replied with only an enigmatic smile, before taking herself a step towards them. "I'm Mary, and you've already seen my mate and brother, Dakota. He would love to get to know you properly, but you saw him at the festival and know how worn out he is. So he's just going to watch and relax a bit while the three of us get better acquainted, right?"
Dakota could only smile at Mary. He knew he enjoyed watching his mate play around with a cute girl as much as she enjoyed watching, so was content for the moment to have himself a seat in a padded chair, watching as his sister helped both the girls up onto the bed.
Moments later, Mary was stretched out on her back with a few pillows propping her up. One girl was snuggled up on her left, the other on her right; Dakota had tried to keep track of which twin was which, but he eventually had to settle on left and right. Crude, but it sufficed for now. The ferretgirl was stroking one of her paws up and down along each girl's back, slowly trailing her fingertips through each girl's inky hair. None of them spoke a word, just making soft chitters and dooking sounds as fingers gently stroked and caressed each other. She let out a soft gasp as the other girls leaned in, each girl taking one of her nipples into their mouths, letting Dakota hear the soft suckling noises as they teased, as well as Mary's moans, letting him know just how much she was enjoying the attention. He had already removed his shorts, his cock standing tall and throbbing from where he sat, but he was taking great care not to touch or stroke it for now, just enjoying the show that his mate and his stowaways were giving him.
A few moments passed, before Mary's blackfurred paws resumed trailing down each girl's back, teasing along the curves of twin spines down to the base of each girl's tail. A single slow stroke with each hand, and two thick tails eagerly lifted up, letting Dakota get a good view of each girl's tight, firm little rump, thighs spread just enough to give him a flash of pink from both of the ottertwins' sexes. For all of her eagerness and insatiability, Dakota knew full well just how patient that Mary could be when she deemed necessary, and she definately seemed to think it was necessary now, as each touch was so slow, so light and gentle, stroking up and down along the undersides of each girl's tail. Even from across the room, he could smell the thick scent of mustelid arousal from each girl, almost palpable in the air.
He needed it almost as much as the girls did when Mary's fingers finally slipped down lower, curling under and between each twin's thighs. While the twin's moans were slightly muffled by Mary's pert little breasts, her own was that much louder, her stroking fingers making the two of them suckle that much harder, the ferretgirl arching and writhing as a pair of lips and an eager tongue gave both her nipples such stimulation, making her fingers dance along each otter's slick folds that much more quickly, all starting to spiral out of control.
Dakota let out a sigh as he heard the muffled moans coming from each girl as she climaxed around his little sister's fingers, watching the way thick tails thrashed about in the air, the way their rumps bounced and bobbed as they lewdly humped away at Mary's paws. Her own legs were spread wide, her sex glistening and damp from her own pleasure, though she had not yet had her own release, content for now to get each of the twin otters warmed up for Dakota. But as warmed up as they were, he was every bit as ready to go, all the earlier exhaustion from the previous week washed away by the sight of the three beautiful girls in such pleasure. He quickly stood up from his seat, stepping over to the bed, cock bouncing and bobbing with each step. "Alright, who wants to go first?"
Mary once more took the lead before either girl could respond, the two of them still dazed from the afterglow of their orgasms. "Just lay down on the bed, make yourself comfortable and let us take care of everything for you" she said, moving herself and the girls to the side a bit to make room for him. He did as his sister asked, no sooner stretching out on his back and stuffing a pillow behind his head than he felt Mary's paw wrapping around his cock, her fingers still slick from an ottergirl's sex as she lightly and gently stroked up and down along his length, her touch every bit as slow, deliberate, and gentle as it was for the twins.
He felt the motions on the bed as the two girls moved around, but his eyes were closed as he relaxed and enjoyed his sister's gentle touch, so he didn't see what they were doing. It wasn't until he felt them that he opened his eyes to look down at them. Each girl was kneeling down at the foot of the bed, nuzzling gently at his feet. Those nuzzles then turned to light licks, making him splay and curl his toes as he felt those gentle tongues teasing and lightly tickling at them, gliding along the sole and arch of each foot, wriggling gently between each of his toes, one after the other. He sighed as he relaxed again, keeping his feet still for the twins' attentions and his sister's stroking. "If I died right now, I would die a very happy male. I could stay like this forever."
Mary responded with a sweet giggle as her fingers started stroking just a little bit more quickly. "Not -too- long, in any case." He groand as he felt her fingers quicken, squeezing a little bit more firmly, fingers still slick from the twins' orgasms. It was only thanks to the previous week that he didn't blow his top in seconds. As it was, he was able to last a good few minutes before his panting breaths turned to grunts, feeling his cock starting to twitch in Mary's grasp. The twins easily caught their cue and released his feet, crawling back up onto the bed. The feel of a mouth wrapping around his cock with a warm suckle was the last straw, making him grunt and growl out as he came good and hard. His eyes locked onto the sight, watching Mary hold and aim his cock as one girl suckled and swallowed a spurt or two of his seed, only to pass it to her sister for the next spurt, back and forth between the two of them as he came inside each girl's mouth. A few errant splashes landed on their faces as they passed him, but once his peak was passed they wasted no time in cleaning and grooming each other's muzzles every bit as tenderly as they did to his feet not a few moments ago.
Mary leaned her head in, giving the tip of his cock one last lick, making sure not a drop was left behind, before looking down at the girls. "-Now- who's first?"
Dakota's consciousness was still in a fog from his release. He could feel three pairs of hands nudging him and guiding him on the bed, his body moving to their touch without resistance. By the time the cobwebs cleared, he found himself in a sitting position, his back against the headboard of the bed with one of the ottergirls in his lap. He had no idea which one of the twins it was, but at this point, it really didn't matter that much. He wrapped an arm around her, cupping one of her little breasts in his paw with a firm squeeze as he held her close, her back to his chest as she eagerly rubbed and wiggled her rump against his cock. A quick look around the room revealed where her twin was - over in the seat he was sitting in earlier, with her legs spread wide as Mary kneeled before her. The expression of pleasure and delight on her muzzle made it clear just how much she was enjoying Mary's tongue against her sex.
He could feel his cock aching as the girl ground her fuzzy rump to him, the ache of so much effort and release over the past several days, and still not done yet. He licked his lips as he grinned over the girl's shoulder, looking down at her as his paw continued to feel up her young, budding chest. "Well, it looks like your sister's enjoying herself, what do you say that we have ours, hmm?" A single, eager nod was her only response as she shifted ever so slightly in his lap, just enough to reach down with her slender fingers, taking his cock and guiding the tip to her wet sex before lowering herself down.
Ferret and otter both groaned as the child finally recieved what she had been craving for so long, the feel of the exotic ferret's maleness sliding deep into her tight sex. Indeed, while the twins' tongues and fingers had taken each other's virginities days before, the sheer strength and tightness with which she gripped him made it clear that she hadn't had a male before. Still, they had watched enough at the festival, and the girl was a quick enough learner that her hips easily started to pump and rock herself up and down, sliding that snug, slick sex of hers up and down his length in a quick, eager rhythm, drawing out an adorable moan and gasp from her each time she drove him in deep.
For all the pleasure her body was giving his shaft, and as well as her little breast pleasantly rested in his paw, he couldn't help but eagerly watch the other otter on the other side of the room, watching the expressions on her face as his mate serviced her. Her paw was resting on Mary's head, gripping her hair as she humped his sister's face, but her eyes were focued over on him every bit as intensely, following the motions of her twin as she rode his cock, enjoying the show every bit as much as Dakota was enjoying hers. "You having fun over there?" he called out to her, licking his lips with that eager, stupid grin of hers.
Her pleasure made it difficult to respond, her deep breaths making her words come out in staggered gasps. "Y... yes sir.... she's good.... better than... better than Keoni even..."
"Hey!" called out the other girl, with an adorably indignated huff, her motions along his cock faltering just a bit.
Dakota responded by cupping under her muzzle, tilting it up a bit as he kissed her, quieting her words while giving his hips a few quick, firm thrusts to encourage her back into the motions. "Don't be upset, Keoni... you two just don't have a lot of experience yet... Mary will teach you though... just enjoy yourself." This seemed to satisfy her, and her hips began to pump more eagerly as she rode his flesh that much harder.
Both the otter girls climaxed several times, Laleu soaking Mary's muzzle while Keoni's sex bathed his cock, their voices filling the room with squeals of pleasure several times before Dakota felt his balls starting to clench up once more. With a snarl, he lowered his head to the back of Keoni's neck, biting down firmly on her scruff as he shoved her down hard onto his lap, plunging his cock as deep into her young body as she could take him. His climax seemed to trigger her own, as even as his cock erupted inside of her, her sex squeezed and clenched, milking out every spurt of his thick cum deep into her, filling her slender, skinny little body enough to overflow a bit, the excess leaking down his flesh in milky rivulets.
Once his climax had passed, he released her scruff, giving her ear a quick lick as he started to ease her back off of his length. "On your back now, sweetheart. Spread your legs good and wide, Laleu's going to show you what she learned from Mary while I mate with her." He turned over to the other girl, panting in the chair from the aftershock of her own release. "Aren't you."
She was every bit as eager as her sister, scampering over to the bed as quickly as her wobbly legs would allow her. It was just a few seconds until Laleu was on her paws and knees, her muzzle once more licking and teasing at her sister's sex, licking up the traces of Keoni's slickness and ferret semen while her tail held high up in the air, eagerly presenting her own sex to him. He didn't waste any more time, as he crawled up behind her, kneeling down as he took her hips in his paws, holding her steady as he thrusted himself in deep. Her squeal was muffled by her twin's dripping cunny, but Keoni squealed enough for the both of them as that tongue went to work, stroking along her labia and clit in the way she had learned from Mary doing it to her.
Dakota's paws gripped at Laleu's hips, fingers kneading her rump as he rocked his hips back and forth, fucking her steady and quick. She was every bit as tight around his cock as her twin was, every bit as hot and wet and eager. Every thrust drove himself in hard, as if rewarding her for giving him the beautiful sight of one twin servicing the other, the beautiful music in Keoni's voice every time she came from her sister's tongue, and the wet, crushing embrace of Laleu's cunny every time she came from his cock, almost as if the girls were sharing each other's pleasure. It seemed like an eternity passed until his cock surged again, pumping and spurting deep into Laleu every bit as hard and needful as he had given to Keoni, filling her with his fertile sperm every bit as eagerly as he filled her twin.
The sun had long since set when the two ferrets and two otters had finally all caught their breaths. Dakota felt like king of the universe at this moment, with one of the twins snuggled up so close and warm and loving to either side of him, while Mary rested atop of him, resting her head on his belly while gently embracing his cock with her breasts. Not quite pleasuring him with her chest, just keeping him warm and close in the afterglow. "Do you still want to take them home, Dakota? We can be back by the morning if we turn around."
He looked from one girl to the other as they both peered up at him, a bit of apprehension visible in their eyes as they waited to hear his decision, obviously not wanting to leave him quite yet. Seeing the need and adoration there made the decision an easy one. "Well girls, it's a week to the next island, we have at least that long to get to better know each other."
It was three months later when Keoni and Laleu slipped from the water to the beach near their village. It was night out, but the moon and stars overhead lit their way as they made their way along the winding path to their hut. Their parents were asleep as they slipped inside, but their older sister was awake, looking up at them and smiled warmly as her fingers tenderly stroked over the swell in her belly.
"So," said Naikala. "Tell me everything."
The end of Open Ocean. Dakota and Mary may return in further chapters of Endangered