1. Tammy's Thirst


    Date: 9/1/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Hardcore, Taboo, Author: magikhandman, Rating: 80, Source: xHamster

    only male aboard who was regularly getting sex, but I thought I could feel all the guys on the ship getting more and more pent-up and sexually frustrated as the weeks went on with no young females around except Tammy, who was so modest in her dress and demeanor as to give them little to look at. Nonetheless, look they did. All the time. And the fact is, Tammy is gorgeous. With a flawless body, hidden under her puritan clothing. About 5'6, 112 pounds, D-cup breasts and perfect legs and feet. So now, they were looking again. At her bare breast and bare calves and feet and her beautiful face. I didn't mind, I mean, we were all bored. Just sitting for hours and hours, waiting for the time for our water ration. The mate of the ship, Stubb, was an old man whom I'd talked with a few times before the ship went down; we'd sat at the captains table together once. I struck up a conversation with him; like everyone, his eyes had been playing over Tammy's form. "She'll do fine," he said suddenly, apropos nothing. "What? Who?" "Her," he said, nodding in Tammy's direction. "She'll do fine? What do you mean?" "She'll be fine. She'll get out of this okay." "You mean she'll be rescued? You mean we'll all be rescued?" "No, I mean she'll be fine. Us, you, me, them -- " he nodded generally across all sixty men in the boat with us, "maybe so, maybe not. But she'll be fine. The women always survive. Look at all these men here. Sixty-odd men. She'll be fine." I was perplexed. I looked closely at ...
    him to see if he was delirious. But he seemed okay. Bored, but okay. "Okay, thanks..." I said uncertainly. Day 4 Thirsty! Really thirsty, where it was an all-body ache for water. Then, some idiot screwed up the stills when he set them up incorrectly, and they were all empty. They'd take hours to refill. There was nearly a riot of men so angry that such a critical thing had been screwed up. Everyone was so thirsty. Some of the more resourceful guys up front had rigged a way to fish with some lines. They caught a few fish, and used them as bait to catch more. They set up a rotation to keep it going, and they caught fish at a slow but steady rate. They rationed this "sushi" just like the water, but again, among fifty men, it was nowhere near enough. It helped, just like the water, but basically, we were all still slowly starving and withering from thirst. Eventually, we'd all die, I thought. Although, to be truthful, in the darker parts of my brain I thought it through more thoroughly. Not everyone would die, since as our numbers decreased, eventually the stills and the fishing line would be enough to sustain the smaller number of people. I got a chill, and pushed this dismal thought aside. How one's thoughts wander, especially when faced with such boredom. I could tell that everyone was feeling bored. Some played improvised games, some talked. Some seemed to prefer to distract themselves by looking at the only available female, Tammy. It had happened so much on the ship, but in ...
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