Chapter 1

By 1956, little Hannah was almost two, and running around like she owned the jungle. Other than wearing diapers when she was a baby, she had never seen the likes of clothes. The Korean War had started and was finished during that time. Yet, no vessel had appeared to the castaways on the island. Actually, many had sailed by, but they never saw them. The idea of rescue had vanished from their thoughts.

Nathan had been vanquished by the tiny girl's cute ways. She was a pretty little girl looking like Kathy not only in appearance but in her behavior. She was adamant about whatever she wanted. She always got it since neither Nathan nor Kathy thought about how she might learn to be selfish. She was eating bananas and other food, but still nursed since Kathy usually had her in her arms against her breasts. She could have been one of the baby monkeys they saw who clung to their mother.

To Kathy, birthdays as well as the holidays were of special concern. Everything was based on the ship's calendar which she had copied for every year after 1950. That meant that they always celebrated Easter on the same date as it had been marked on the original calendar. Even if they had been off by a day or so in originally determining what date it was on the calendar, it would have made no difference. They were not aware of leap years either. It didn't matter. They were certain they knew the date and day.

Hannah was a big girl at a young age like her mother. If her mother was not available to cling to, she would crawl up on her father and even try to suck his nipples which he thought very funny. Nathan had become accustomed to drinking Kathy's milk along with Hannah, especially since she would complain that her breasts hurt when the baby had not emptied her. Between the two mouths, Kathy continued to produce milk.

More than once, little Hannah found herself sitting beside them as the breast sucking led to sex. They had never been concerned that the baby see or be with them as Nathan would proceed to penetrate Kathy. It was just the way it was.

Hannah had reached her 2nd birthday the same month Kathy attained 16 years. Nathan was now going to have his 19th birthday with his little girl now almost 2 1/2 years. She could swim like a fish and began to follow him around as much as she did her mother. Like her parents, she was tall, blond and blue eyed. Exposed to the constant Sun, they all looked like natives with brown skin. Nathan was very proud of his little girl who was quite athletic.

Kathy had not become pregnant again despite their constant sexual exploits. This did not seem strange to the siblings since their knowledge of reproduction was still as limited as ever. She knew within a day when 'the bleeding' would occur. They had become so accustomed to this occurrence that they had sex even during her menses. In fact, Kathy commented that orgasms seemed to make that period easier to endure.

Life on the island had devolved into fishing, hunting for edible plants and fruit, repairing their hut, and teaching little Hannah. Both had returned to reading the books they had recovered from the ship, and looking up words in the dictionary. They had even begun to read the bible most of which they had trouble comprehending.

Of course, they could never stop their constant resort to the favorite pastime. Little Hannah was now talking and would ask to join them if she wasn't involved in playing with her Raggedy Ann doll. She would often put the doll up to her breast and pretend she was feeding it. There was little she did not notice and try to imitate.

So it was that once upon a moment Nathan was napping on the hut floor with only little Hannah present. She approach his sleeping body to begin playing with his penis. She had certainly seen her mother do so. Hannah was still at the age when testing everything in her mouth was still a habit. She was fascinated to see the body part inflate in her hands and was soon trying to suck the head.

About that time, Kathy came in the hut door, and spied her little daughter trying to get her mouth around the head of Nathan's erect penis. He was still asleep. At first, she almost laughed aloud, but then decided to just watch without letting the child know of her presence. She was not shocked, nor even upset by Hannah's behavior since sucking on Nathan's cock was to her as natural as eating. Instead, she eased down on her hands and knees and sneaked up behind the busy little girl.

She made her presence known without startling the child. Smiling at her, and being amused by its awkward attempts to suck the object, she slowly joined her as if to show Hannah how it was done. Kathy deftly held his balls in one hand to be able to tell when he was about to spurt. Nathan was undoubtedly dreaming that he was inside his sister. Given the number of times he relieved his balls inside Kathy every day, he seldom had wet dreams.

When Kathy felt his balls tighten up, she nudged the child aside in order to engulf the head of Nathan's penis as it swelled and fired into her mouth. Only a dribble was left as she removed her face from Nathan's crotch. Hannah, thinking it looked like milk, began to lick up the residue. At this time, Nathan woke up to see his sister and their daughter having lunch at his crotch. He had had a good dream.

Kathy laughed as if they had played a trick on him. Nathan wasn't so sure that had been a good idea. Apparently, Kathy's younger age when they started all their sexual experiments had left her completely devoid of any guilt regarding anything dealing with sex. Their living in nature, nude, and free to do as they pleased, had not given her any sense of impropriety as far as the body was concerned. Nathan certainly wasn't averse to his sister sucking his cock, but for little Hannah to participate just didn't seem right to him.

"Uh, Kathy, do ya think we should be lettin' her do things like that?"

"I donno why not. I do it all the time and you like it, I know you do. Besides, who cares--the monkeys?"

Nathan could discern just a bit of irritation in her voice as if he had challenged her abilities as a mother.

"Uh, whatever. Whatever makes you all happy is OK with me. You're the mommy. I gotta admit, it sure felt good."

"Doin' that got me a little excited down here. You wanna do me too?"

He crawled over between her legs like a dog and began to lap at her labia. At 16 1/2 years, she had grown some blond curls on her pubic bone, but it was not a heavy bush allowing him to easily see that memorable slit of her younger days. Hannah was already supping on her breasts, so he did not try to get in the 'reverse position.'

Kathy was getting sucked on both ends by her little family. She had to caution Hannah not to be too rough with her mouth. The little tyke was really not so little being 2 feet 8 inches tall and probably weighing about 35 to 40 pounds. After she tired of sucking, she turned her attention to what her daddy was doing. To Hannah, it looked like he had found something really good to eat the way he was nibbling, licking, and sucking. After watching him for a while, her hunger seemed to return and she resumed suckling her mother.

For whatever reason, Hannah's presence during sex did not bother him. It had only been her earlier licking and sucking his penis that seemed strange. Nathan and Kathy's freedom with each other in front of Hannah was basically a necessity since they would not let her out of their sight for safety's sake. After continued episodes, the child would usually ignore what was going on. That is, until today. Like all children, her curiosity was awakened along with the urge to imitate her parents.

Nathan's lunching on his sister's pussy never failed to give him an erection even after having just ejaculated. At 19, he had yet to fail in that department. The urge to be inside his sister was upon him. However, Hannah was still suckling on top of her mother. Kathy had already anticipated him.

"You can get on top of us if you want, Nathan. She'll be OK."

This was a new one to Nathan, but he couldn't wait. The sensation of their child between them as he entered his sister's slick vagina was unique. Hannah, feeling her backside pressed and warmed by her father's skin, stopped her sucking and looked back at him, and giggled.

He kissed her on the cheek, then nuzzled her neck making her giggle even more. He was already stroking into Kathy. Hannah felt as if she were more secure and loved than ever being sandwiched between them. Nathan used his hands to keep from pressing down too much on their bodies. It was an entirely new experience for them all. Hannah just thought she was being included in mommy/daddy games. A new dimension had been added.

Life proceeded as usual with lazy days fishing, picking fruit, swimming in both the lagoon and the waterfall pool, and, of course, the inevitable pauses for sex. The siblings seldom passed a day without pleasuring each other one way or the other. It was as normal as eating, sleeping, and going to the toilet.

They had long ago run out of soap and resorted to many experiments to devise a substitute without much success. They had toilet trained Hannah so that she no longer defecated wherever, but knew to go to special places, and learned to wipe herself using specific types of leaves. Nathan had finally used a shovel to dig a hole where they could go when near the hut. He periodically filled up the hole and dug a new one.

Their ritual baths now included Hannah who looked forward to them as much as her parents. Even without soap, they never ceased to 'rub' each other clean. They had a surplus of dop kits from the luggage and cut Hannah's toenails and fingernails along with their own after she had scratched them enough to draw blood. They had originally recovered up to 30 toothbrushes from the ship and had even been teaching Hannah to brush her teeth.

They had begun to teach Hannah to read using a slate board taken along with other items from the pilot house of the ship. They had carefully conserved everything knowing things would have to last a long time. They both commented on how smart the little girl was and beamed like any parents about her rapid progress. If anything, she was going to be a duplicate of her mother, especially in her physical growth.