"So, how was Kevin?" Sam and Daisy were building a fish trap, carrying coral rocks out into the sea, and building a wall. The idea was that fish would swim over the wall during high tide and be unable to escape during low tide.
"You shouldn't be asking that, Sam," Daisy admonished him. Thirty-five-year-old Sam and nineteen-year-old Daisy spent hours together every day foraging for food and they had become close friends. Sam was outspoken in his admiration of Daisy. She wasn't sure what he was to her: a father figure, an older brother, or a potential lover. In different circumstances, she thought, he might have been the man she would have chosen as her first sexual partner.
"Why not?" Sam answered. "I won't care when you tell the others that I'm the best man you've ever had."
Daisy laughed in spite of herself. "Well, right now Kevin is the best man I've ever had. The only man. I'm surprised at how normal it felt. When you are already naked, having sex doesn't seem like such a big thing."
"He fucked you?" He tugged on his growing beard.
"Yes! Of course. That was what we decided. Kevin first, then Gaston, Ben, you, and finally Douglas.
"He didn't have any problems? I mean fucking a virgin can make a man nervous."
"Do you speak from personal knowledge?" she laughed. "No, he didn't have any problems."
"I don't think I can wait three days for my turn. It's killing me, Daisy. We spend all day long together every day and we're naked and I know there's a mole on your left tit and a scar on your right butt cheek. I know more about how your body looks than any woman I've ever known. I want you."
Daisy kissed him on the cheek but avoided his hand that sought to draw her to him. "I look forward to my night with you, Sam. But the six of us made a deal. You have to wait your turn." She looked down at his crotch. He was erect. "I'm sorry if I agitated you."
"I'm not sorry at all that I'm agitated. I like being agitated. Tell me more about Kevin. If we can't have sex, you can tell me about it."
She avoided the question. They were standing knee-deep in the warm tropical water. She looked critically at the submerged wall they were building. "Why don't you bring me some more rocks. Big ones. We need to get this fish trap finished."
"All right, Polynesian princess. Back to work."
As Sam turned away from her, Daisy touched his arm. "I do have a question I'd like to ask you. About something that happened last night. Or rather didn't happen. But you can't tell anybody what I'm about to ask."
"I won't. We're mates, remember? I fell in love with you when I pulled you out of that airplane and we floated together to the surface and my cock was nestled against your pussy. Damn it! I deserved to be first."
"Sam, whatever we feel, we have to survive, and that means we all have to work together. We can't be divided. And I can't show favorites. I am, whether I like it or not, the reward you men get for cooperating with each other. Do you agree?
"Yeah, reluctantly I agree."
After another hour of work, they got out of the hot sun and rested in the shade of coconut palms, lying side-by-side on the white sand. "About Kevin," she said. "And if you ever tell anybody about this conversation, you are burned toast. Understand?"
"Yes, I understand," Sam answered. "This is between you and me. Promise."
"I need your advice. I'm not just telling you this just because we're friends." She paused. "Kevin was a perfect gentleman." She giggled. "If that's appropriate to say about a man who is fucking you. He didn't just hop on and off. We went out in the water and we kissed and caressed and he put his finger inside me and made me come. It was very nice. It didn't hurt at all.
"So, then we went back to that nice hut, you built for us. Very romantic. I loved the banana fronds on the sand. Soft and nice. And Kevin fucked me. Slowly -- but I didn't come. And we slept a while and he work me up in the middle of the night and he fucked me again. Faster. And I still didn't come." She laughed. "But I faked it the second time and told him I had."
"You know enough about sex to fake it?"
"I've seen women climax in the movies. I moaned and thrashed around." They chuckled together.
"How is it that you are still a virgin?"
"I don't know. I've always been busy and I went to a girl's school, I've had a few boyfriends, but I've never been all that enthusiastic about any of them. I came to Tahiti this summer with the thought that it was time to lose my virginity. I was hoping to find an Islander for my first man. It seemed appropriate. Well, that didn't work out -- and now I've got five men and an island. All to myself. Whoopee!" she finished with a laugh.
She pushed herself up on one elbow and faced Sam, lying on his back, his penis at half-mast. "So, why, Dr. Sam, sex counselor, did I not come? Everything was fine. I like Kevin. His penis in me felt good. I was enjoying the romance and the sex. Why didn't I come?"
"Well, it was your first time and that's understandable. You were tense and worried and a little scared."
"I actually felt pretty relaxed. Especially after he finger-fucked me. I was ready to enjoy a monumental orgasm with his dick inside me -- and it didn't happen."