Morning fun

I woke first, carefully extricating myself from Andrea and Mandy. I went outside and started making a fire for cooking breakfast. After about a half hour, with a fire starting to burn down to good coals for cooking, Andrea walked out of the tent a little bleary-eyed and holding her body from the slight chill in the early morning air. She was wearing her bikini top and shorts, a delightful sight. "The coffee should be done soon. I found a tin on the beach this morning," I said, keeping my voice upbeat.

"That would be great," she said, sitting on the log next to me. She leaned over and I put my arm around her to cuddle and comfort her.

After five minutes of closeness, I felt a hand on my leg, rubbing up my thigh toward my shorts. From the way I was sitting, a large opening in my shorts led straight to my balls and pecker, both covered by my boxers. Her fingers caressed my skin lightly and then reached into the opening and petted my swelling prick. She deftly moved the material around until she had her fingers practically all the way around the shaft. She squeezed and pumped it, and my appendage got completely hard, tenting out my shorts. Then she shifted her hand and poked it through my boxers to cradle my balls deliciously. I moaned in pleasure.

Her other hand started unbuttoning my pants and unzipping me, while she gave me a great hand job. She looked up at me with a mixture of desire and little fear. "Let me make you feel good," she whispered. I grinned at her and lifted my butt off the log. She pulled my shorts and boxers down to my ankles and knelt in the sand at my feet. Her fingers resumed jerking me. She bit her lip in concentration, her gaze never wavering from my rock-hard manhood. The anxiety was gone from her face. It was arousing to watch her small tits jiggle with her effort inside her skimpy bikini. Her nipples made tents of their own in her top.

I groaned and pumped slightly with my hips on her downstroke as she pushed me fast toward a release. She was very accomplished at this, probably as a way to hold off boyfriends and intercourse when she was younger. I closed my eyes and gave into the moment. I was rapidly approaching my peak.

I moaned loudly and snapped my eyes open when I felt her hot, moist mouth surround my swollen cock head. Her hand also doubled its pace on the shaft. In just ten more seconds, I grunted, "Here it comes!" My head exploded in red sparks behind my closed eyes as my cock spewed hot, white cum into Andrea's mouth. She sucked and swallowed every jolt. My back arched involuntarily through my spasms.

When my orgasm had subsided, she licked my tip and smiled up at me. I gazed at her with affection and asked, "What brought that on, my dear?"

She blushed a little and said, "I'm scared, and getting sexy makes it go away for a bit. I concentrate just on making us feel good, and not about what's going to happen to us." A trace of fear returned to her eyes.

I pulled on her arms to bring her to my level and kissed her. I held her close, poking my tongue into her lips, which parted quickly. We explored the others mouth and got lost in pleasant feelings.

I broke the kiss and said, "We're all smart and strong and healthy. This place seems to have enough food to keep us alive. Somebody will look for us -- they might find us. I think we're going to be fine. We just have to work hard and keep it together. So, don't worry so much. But if touching you and kissing you and making love to you will help chase away the gloom, by all means take advantage of that. The comfort we give each other is the only comfort we're going to get." I gave her a big smile and winked.

Her visage smoothed as she returned the grin. "Thanks, Brian. I feel a lot better." I could see she was telling the truth from the way her body relaxed into my arms. We kissed some more, Andrea sitting back next to me, until the coffee was finished.

As I was pouring two cups, Mandy stepped out of the hut in her bikini top and high-cut bikini bottoms. She walked over to my unoccupied side, sat down, and hugged me. Our lips met and our tongues tangoed. Andrea just held us both, while we finished kissing.

Mandy broke the kiss and said, "I heard your little speech to Andrea, and, I have to say, you have a way with words. I feel better, too. I just waited in the hut until you had finished your moment. I think privacy is going to be a precious commodity around here." She smiled at us and kissed the bridge of my nose. "Now, where's my cup?" she asked with mock annoyance.