Chapter 3

The next day, Hannah would hardly leave her father, following him around everywhere. She didn't say much which was not like herself. They were involved in a trip to a banana tree grove where they planned to have each member of the family carry a bunch of bananas back to the hut. They picked them from green to ripe so that they always had ripe ones on hand.

Later, Nathan hoped to procure a supply of cocoanuts down the beach of the lagoon. They had made netted baskets from different size vines to use as sacks or satchels, and once again, each person would carry the weight they could handle. Like the bananas, cocoanuts were heavy so they really weren't bringing in a huge supply. As always, Nathan and Kathy would point out the things they had learned about the different plants along the way.

They all decided they would make a final trek of the day to the clear pool up the beach which Kathy and Nathan had found years ago by following the stream from the waterfall pool. There was closer water, but it was not really a swimming hole. They took a couple of cakes of their home made cocoanut oil for soap. That was one of the reasons for collecting the cocoanuts.

Using a table vise he had taken from the engine room of the ship, Nathan had initially used it to 'break' the cocoanuts open. He had later found a tree log on which to mount the vise for other uses as well. Eventually he became adept at opening the cocoanuts so that he could dry them out in the Sun and later slice out the meat or copra. He would then use the vise as a press to extract the oil.

Initially, they used the cocoanut oil only for cooking, but it had a high viscosity so started to use it as a lotion on their skins. Finally, by letting it cool in the cave, it solidified and they began to use it as soap. It seemed to work for everything. However, it took many cocoanuts in a long process to accumulate very much oil, so everybody got involved in its production. Kathy began crushing pleasant smelling flowers to add to the oil for soap use.

The normal, everyday things people in modern society take for granted (and don't even think about except to make a trip to the supermarket) were for this family a primary concern. Many staples were there for the picking, but they still had to work with their hands to make many items, but for the most part they simply did without those things modern society considered necessities.

Hannah was always asking about this or that plant, flower, bush, or tree. In most cases, it was her way of wanting to know what it was used for since everything seemed to have a use. Nathan and Kathy had given names to the many plants and fauna since most were new to them. The only reason they knew about breadfruit was from a demonstration on one of the islands where the ship had stopped for a tourist visit.

The Sun was still relatively high in the sky, so they had time to linger at the beach pool flowing into the lagoon. They intended to have a fresh water bath after their water play. Kathy had noticed how Hannah never strayed far from Nathan. When it was time for bathing with the cocoanut soap, she was amused about how quickly Hannah managed to come forward wanting her father to wash her first.

Hannah shoved her hand containing a cake of cocoanut soap toward Nathan shouting, "Me first, Daddy. Wash me first, puleeze, Daddy!"

"OK, Sweetie, you can be first," as he glanced at Kathy with a grin.

"I'm next, Daddy," shouted Emmeline in imitation of Hannah's enthusiasm.

There was no doubt that the girls enjoyed the soothing touch of his hands slickened with the oily soap, but Hannah had not forgotten how lovely she had felt the night before. She could not remember much after she had fainted away from the power of that orgasm, but everything before that point had been heavenly.

She had even forgotten that he had done it with his mouth. All she knew was that when her daddy caressed her pussy, it sent the loveliest sensations through her body. While he 'soaped' her up, she became impatient for him to get to her pleasure center, so turned around and bent over. "Make sure my pussy is clean too Daddy."

Kathy took the scene in and realized her daughter's true intentions which had nothing to do with getting clean. She didn't blame her. It was still funny to see it all happening, especially watching Hannah's eyes glaze over as Nathan massaged her vagina with the slick substance.

Emmeline kept splashing as she jumped up and down in the shallow water wanting to be next, more from a desire to imitate her big sister than anything else. Hannah kept wishing her mother would divert Emmeline. It wasn't fair that she always interrupted on these occasions. She was left wanting more, feeling deprived, like she was still hungry as Emmeline took her turn.

On returning to their hut, Kathy got both girls to help her prepare their supper. She knew Hannah was angry with Emmeline, and wanted them to get along. It had been a busy and productive day, and she wanted them all to feel good not only about their accomplishments, but to appreciate each other.

That night was spent telling stories about the other world out there, the one the children had never known, and the one Nathan and Kathy had almost forgotten. In fact, the two had begun to imagine things that they had never really experienced in that other world, or at least confused those memories with their current situation.

Both little girls would ask what a little boy looked like since they had never seen one. They were given the natural explanation that little boys were smaller versions of their daddy. This led to questions about their daddy's penis versus a vagina which now seemed the norm for people except for their father.

Apparently, this part of human anatomy was just as curious and interesting to children brought up in nudity as it is for any other child of the world. The difference in this case was that no one had ever indicated to them that their genitals were something to be hidden, to be embarrassed about, or to not touch.

Hannah made sure she was sitting so she could get her father to caress her while he told stories. She sat next to him and even though he had an arm around her and an arm around Kathy on his other side, Hannah lifted his arm over her and moved his hand down to her pussy.

Kathy had an arm around Emmeline who was on her other side, so Emmeline was not aware of Hannah's effort to get her father to rub her, nor would she have cared except from the standpoint of wanting the same treatment. Instead, Emmeline had snuggled up to Kathy and had begun sucking on one of her nipples while listening to the stories. Neither one had ever been a thumb sucker since their mother's breasts were always bared and available.

The remarkable aspect of all of this is that they considered their actions nothing more than affectionate behavior. Similar intimate conduct among primitive tribes has been documented by social anthropologists. Of course, Kathy and Nathan knew nothing of this. Without the influences of modern society, the family simply did what came naturally.

"Daddy, tell us some more about gran'daddy and gran'mommy," asked Hannah finally. It fascinated her that Kathy and Nathan had parents just like she had. She wondered what it was like in the 'old days'. Stories about her grandparents were like listening to fairy tales.

It never occurred to Kathy or Nathan to hide the fact that they had the same parents. Emmeline had asked if they were ever going to have a brother like their mother had, and if that ever happened, would Hannah and Emmeline grow up with him the same way Kathy had with Nathan.

Hannah would always answer for her mother, "No silly, Mommy would have to have two boys so we could each have one." Of course, it was hard for her to imagine what her father looked like as a little boy let alone two of him, but it was only right that they each have their own.

She was enjoying her daddy's smooth rubbing of her pussy. If he moved his hand away for a moment, she grabbed it and put it back on her vagina. It felt so good to her, and if he touched her 'button, ' it was even better. Kathy had pointed out that part of the female anatomy to both girls when asked questions about why it felt so nice when somebody touched their pussies besides themselves.

The two had explained what they knew about reproduction to Hannah when she kept asking why she and Emmeline didn't have a brother or brothers. They had explained how the semen joins an egg inside the mother, and then becomes a baby. It had prompted Hannah to ask them if they were trying to make her and Emmeline a brother whenever she found them in sexual union.

In the meantime, Hannah was very content as Nathan massaged her now wet pussy. Without even looking, he would get a finger wet between her labia and then twirl it around her erect clitoris. All the time, he continued his stories. Occasionally, he would make up a new one as a result of questions from the girls.

Tonight, Hannah had gotten aroused enough to be close to another orgasm. She grabbed hold of Nathan's arm and squeezed for dear life as the feeling welled up telling her that those wonderful feelings were going to thunder through her once again. This time, she did not swoon, but held on to experience wave after wave of thrilling sensations emanating out from her center to the tips of her extremities.

Once again, Nathan slipped a finger deep into her pussy to feel the spasms overtaking her. He was amazed how long they seemed to go on. He need not have tested the waters to know his little girl was coming.

"Oh Daddy, oh, oh, oh, ohhhhhhhhhh... !" She could have been on the first hill of a roller coaster. She was holding on to his arm in a death grip as the coaster increased speed down the incline sending ever more thrills up through her body. The sensation almost overtook her again, but she held on to record it all. Hannah was hooked.

She may not have passed out like before, but she was breathless nevertheless. She had certainly gotten Kathy and Emmeline's attention. The story telling had stopped while she jerked and gyrated through her experience.

Emmeline finally broke the silence. "What's a matter with Hannah, Mommy?"

"She's OK, Honey Bear, she was just feeling good," said Kathy, and then in an aside to Nathan, added, "My golly, that must a been a good one. What'd you do?"

With a shrug and a contrite expression, Nathan said, "I donno, but I think she liked it."

"Apparently, you did too," as Kathy nodded toward his crotch where his penis was standing at attention. She added with a smile, "I think my big man hasn't changed much over the years. I used ta think you just liked my vagina, but I can see you like 'em all. Or, maybe ya just like 'em without hair. Ha!"

"Oh, stop it Kathy, I was just helpin' her feel good. You know how she's always wantin' me ta touch her. Look at her. She's never looked so relaxed."

"Yeah, Nathan, but she's gonna be askin' you all the time now, an' if you're not careful, Emmeline's gonna want it too. You're gonna be pretty busy. I told you you have a harem on your hands."

"Well, we can make some rules then."

"We never had any rules."

"Yeah, but there was just the two of us then."

"Well," said Kathy, "let's wait until we have somethin' to make a rule about. See how things go. Maybe everything will work out just fine. It did for us."

Nathan noted that both girls were now asleep, and they might as well get some rest as well. Kathy had been caressing his penis while they were talking, so they both knew what they were going to do before they finally went to sleep.

The next day and for days after that, Hannah was the shadow of her father. If he said he had to urinate, she said she did too. She was reminding Nathan of Kathy of themselves back about the same age. Only Hannah was a lot more advanced having grown to this stage without ever having been exposed to societal restraints as far as her own or her family's bodies were concerned.

While Nathan urinated onto the ground from a standing position, Hannah would try to do the same thing. She was getting a lot better and could pee a stream without getting it on her until it began to dribble. She had observed how he shook his penis at the end, and finally asked if she could do it for him.

Nathan was amused about her fascination with his penis, but knew that was because he had the only one in the family. It was natural curiosity. He did not think about his own fascination with vaginas, or that he tended to get an erection every time he touched one. He honestly thought his only motivation was to make them feel good. His sister/wife even encouraged it for the same reason.

This was not the same as when he was only about 13 and his sister was 10. They had both been kids. Now he was a nearly 26 year old adult over six feet tall. He now had a thick penis, almost six inches in length. No matter that Hannah was bigger than Kathy had been at the same age, the idea of putting that into his little girl had not occurred to him. He had even scoffed at Kathy's statement that he now had a harem.

It has to be reiterated that this family was unaware of society's prohibitions against incest much less its condemnation of any kind of touching between children and adults. Of course, both Nathan and Kathy were aware that their little girls were growing up alone without other children to play with, and anything they could do to make life enjoyable for them was simply their responsibility as parents.

If they wanted their pussies rubbed to feel good, then they could do no less than accommodate that desire. They knew it certainly made life more enjoyable for them. Hannah had not resorted to masturbation like many children of the same sexual curiosity since her parents would do it for her if she asked. She was now asking a lot. One might think Hannah had lost her innocence, but, in fact, she was simply reacting normally to life under different circumstances.

For those who would contend that such things would simply not occur because of some innate sense of propriety in humans, there are many examples to the contrary. Of course, this family's conduct was still governed by the Golden Rule. Without trying to distort that great guide to social relations, i.e., Do unto others as you would have them do unto you, reference is made to the Bonobo species whose habitat is in central Africa.

The Bonobos are the closest species of mammal to the human--closer than the chimpanzee, although they are sometimes referred to as pygmy chimpanzees. They have been observed both in the wild and in captivity where sex and mutual pleasure are keys to keeping the peace and reinforcing social relations. This is based upon the give and take of sensual, erotic pleasure rather than pain and force and fear.

One researcher came up with why the Bonobos are the only mammal that does not make war, or does not kill its own species (see http://www.blockbonobofoundation.org/). Quoted from that site, they are:

Pleasure eases pain

Good sex defuses tension

Affection calms terror

Love lessens violence

Females rule (Bonobo females have equal status with males)

And, you can't very well fight a war while you're having an orgasm (and, the female Bonobo welcomes them anytime, not just when ovulating).

This is not an argument for or against anything. Rather, it is one explanation of how humans might relate to intimate contact unencumbered by the prohibitions of any society except their own. It is, therefore, reiterated that the reader try to imagine this family existing somewhat like the Bonobos. In a pristine setting with only a modicum of knowledge regarding the mores and morals of society, Nathan and Kathy are approaching life with the attitude of live and let live.

(A common belief is that humans are innately evil and will never rise above the lowest common denominator without proper guidance; of course, religion is considered at the forefront of what is proper. But, Nathan and Kathy did not have a religious background, although they were raised under the Golden Rule which was their only social guide after being stranded on the island.)