Baby Island(Full Version

Baby Island


*Note this story is purely fictional. Any resemblance’s to anyone is real life is purely coincidental. I hope you enjoy the story. Coke Man


This is a story about my two sisters and myself. We are triplets. Age 16. I am Mitchell but everyone calls me Mitch. I am 6′ brown hair and hazel eyes, 8″ My sisters are both 5’10 (our grandparents were tall as well even though our parents are shorter) Alice is 5’10 with dirty blonde and brown eyes, nice complexion, soft skin 38c-24-29 shaved pussy. My other sister Laura is 5’10 brown hair with hazel eyes and like her sister 38c etc.

Our father was (and still is) a military man. A “lifer.” All throughout our lives we have moved from city to city, from base to base. Sometimes he would be stationed months, sometimes years. My sisters and I grew very close because of this and the face we were triplets.

Growing up we would always be together. During pre-school we played with each other and shared toys. As we grew older and made new friends only to lose them soon after we began to spend even more time together, as it was easier. We would take baths together (I would take them by myself as we got too old to share with my sisters) share a room (and in rare cases a bed) even sat on the same side of the dinner table.

As we came into puberty we began to get curious and would play show and tell. The first time we did this we were 12 but nothing really happened. As we got older and boys and girls entered our social calendars I got very protective of my sisters as it was my job to keep them safe when dad wasn’t around. Also (to be fair) when girls came by they didn’t like they would threaten to scratch their eyes out.

Around the same time we began to wonder about our bodies I was introduced to masturbation. I went home that very day and told my sisters all the fun you could have my playing with yourself. That night after our story we all got together on Laura’s bed and played with each ourselves. This continued for a week until one day our dad the general came in looking for his reading glasses.

When he saw us together he exploded. The brunt of his backlash fell on me as he felt I tricked my sister’s into this. He scolded us for doing this saying only bad kids masturbate. That it wasn’t proper. To prove his point he spanked me right then and there.

Our nightly masturbation ended with that and the next day I got my own room. This was a real blow to me and my sister’s because we had never been apart. Things changed between my parents and me, as they would always watch us when we were together. They told our teachers to watch us extra careful. The only thing that didn’t change was my relationship with my sisters.. We still played together (non-sexual) and stood up for each other. They apologised for what happened but I knew it wasn’t there fault. Then when we were 16 we had an experience that would change our lives.

We were 16 now and I had just had my growth spurt. My sisters and I were virgins and were fending off potential dates. Don’t get me wrong, we still went out but were much happier together. Anyway. The summer we turned 16 as our present our parents bought the whole family tickets for a cruise on the sea. We were thrilled. We helped each other pack our bags, hiding the skimpy bathing suits, junk food and cigarettes (our newly found hobby we hid from our parents with good reason) as they were all forbidden.

When we got to the ship it was magnificent. The Sea Princess was a magnificent beauty with everything you could imagine. Ping-Pong, swimming pools, a games room, sunbathing deck, many activities, it even had a nightclub. We had three staterooms. One for my sisters, one for my parents and one for me and the extra luggage.

The first day was fantastic. My sisters and I won the volleyball tournament of the day, tried swordfish for lunch and spent our afternoon catching a tan and smoking on the high deck. That night our father forbade us from going to the nightclub, saying he wanted to check it out first.

The second day wasn’t great but it is here where the story heats up. The weather was very bad and raining cats and dogs. We played checkers and chatted in my stateroom and then played pool in the games room. At night it was still pouring and by now the winds picked up. Laura and Alice wanted to go for a smoke. I said they were crazy for going but they were set on going so not wanting to leave them alone I grabbed our “bag of fun” and we went outside.

I immediately wished we hadn’t. The boat was rocking, wind gushing. Rain came down small pellets. It was foggy. Very very foggy. We lit up a smoke and began sharing it as we leaned against the rail. Suddenly the boat met a might wave and the Sea Princess rocked wildly. The wind picked up and swirled down and caught a path as it came under our canap and umbrella’s. Catching us by surprise it can down and swooped Alice up and over the rail. Just then the boat smashed into something (we later learned it was a rock but the pilot couldn’t see the buoy because of the fog) and the boat split right up the gut. My heart skipped a beat. Laura and I were slammed against the rail as glass broke and we heard screaming. We looked down and saw Alice thrashing. Looking over at Laura we held hands and jumped in after her. We came down right beside her into the ocean. Waves thrashed around us as we climbed onto a piece of the boat that was floating and pulled Alice on with us.