The Island

by Beaverhunt

©Copyright 2021 by Beaverhunt

Chapter 1

Donna’s suspicions of her three brothers being intimate with their mother are proven true when she catches them in the act. Her father tries to kiss her, which causes her to panic. The panic forces her out of the house and falls down a steep incline. She wakes on an island that is a place between life and death where her father serves as her guide.

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Donna had known there was something different about her family for years that they kept well hidden from her. The way her brothers acted around their mother never sat quite right and didn’t matter if their father was home or not. It wasn’t any one thing any of them did, but a lot of little things like the lingering bodies as they passed one another.

She may not have known exactly what it was they were doing, but none were innocent; not even her younger brother, Jason. The two of them used to be much closer, but the more he was drawn along with the twins, Lucas and William, the more distant he’d gotten from her. Donna did miss having someone to talk to, to share things with, to be a brother to her, but he wasn’t coming back.

It was a tension that filled the house, which felt infectious as she found her eyes lingering on their massive bulges, which none bothered to hide from her. None of them touched her in any way, not even her father, or even went out of their ways to brush up against her. They were all captivated by their mother, which did make her feel a little jealous, but could never put it into words of any kind.

She knew they were all rather large when it came to their dicks, with her father being the biggest in terms of girth, but had no idea just how big they really were. It was nothing more than curiosity about all of them; at least that’s what she told herself. If there was anything more than innocent curiosity, she would never admit it to herself. Their eyes may have been drawn to her body like hers was to theirs, but there was nothing innocent about it; particularly where her father was concerned.

His brown eyes lingered on hers longer than anyone’s, but always pretended not to notice it. There was something pleasant about drawing their looks away from their mother, but none more than her father. She knew what he wanted to do with her and should’ve done something to stop the looks, but didn’t want to lose the feeling of being in control in a house controlled by her mother.

Donna knew they would never slip up in front of her, since they never had. She suspected her brothers and mother were engaged in incestuous relations, but had no proof of anything. They were careful around her; at least as careful as they could be living in the same house, but there must’ve been something to her suspicions.

She had one passion that she never lost, no matter how curious she was about what was happening when she wasn’t home. Donna loved taking walks through the mountain in search of amazing views. Jason used to walk with her, but that was before he was stolen away by whatever was happening behind the closed doors. There was a part of her that did want to know if suspicions were true, but a stronger part that feared the truth.

Donna was lacing up her boots with the intent to take a different trail, with no concern for getting lost. She knew the mountains far too well to be tricked by false signs that caused so many problems for others. Without Jason, there were certain things she avoided out of precaution due to sharp drops that could result in something breaking, or worse.

Jason caught her as she reached the door and looked at her with his brown eyes, hiding his secrets as hope filled his voice. “Going for a hike?”

She smiled at him with the hope he was finally going to return to her side as her brother. “I am. You want to go?”

He shook his head and did his best to hide the excitement in his voice without success. “Some other time. Have fun.”

She almost told him the same thing, but caught herself before she could completely embarrass herself. If she was wrong about what was happening, she’d never live it down. Donna turned away from him and felt his eyes move down her body without saying a word about it.

Her fingers turned the cold metal and opened the door to let the warm breeze touch her face. The lovely scent of pine filled her breath as she stepped out beneath the trees towards some secluded spot with a new view. She felt the pine give a little beneath her feet as she adjusted her steps to the mountain. Donna used to laugh at the vacationers who made their way to the village, who tried it for the first time, but soon grew bored, since the shocked and embarrassed faces had nothing on the majesty of the mountain.

Her eyes drew to the landscape before her as her feet carried her out of view of her house in search of tracks. Most animals were perfectly harmless, but a few, like the brown bears, were ones she never wanted to run into alone. A rustling caught her ears, which caused her to stop for a moment in search of whatever was responsible, only to find it was her mind playing tricks on her.

Chapter 2

Donna tried to move further towards the waiting trail, but couldn’t bring herself to so much as lift a foot. Curiosity had finally gotten the best of her as she turned towards her house and waited with the sun on her face. She crept slowly along the fallen needles and silently cursed every noise she made.

She had no idea how long it took for something to happen, if anything, but didn’t want to rush things. Donna lowered herself beneath the windows to keep from being seen as she heard muffled sounds from within. The subtle sounds of moans should’ve told her all she needed to know about her curiosity being proven right, and turned away from the house, but she found herself frozen in place.

Donna continued to move towards the door and slowly opened it to hear the sound hit her far harder than it should’ve. Without the house to muzzle the noise, there was nothing quiet about the moans from somewhere within. Her steps were quiet despite her boots as she snuck in and closed the door behind her.

Something within was shouting at her to leave the house, but all she could do was creep towards her parents’ bedroom, where the door had been left open. The scent of sex was strong as she realized the moans belonged to her brothers, not her mother, and had to see for herself what was happening.

She stopped before the open door to see her mother riding Jason as the twins stood above her. The movement of her mother’s head told her why there were no moans coming from her, since they were too muffled to call out anything. Her hands were moving at a constant pace as her head adjusted to take a different dick and their hands held her head together. Their faces were turned towards her head, watching in their mother pleasure them with mouth and hands.

Donna was frozen in place as she watched for countless seconds before realizing her father wasn’t in the bedroom with them. She could feel hot breath on the back of her neck, but couldn’t turn away from what she was witnessing. Hands pressed gently onto her shoulders, which caused her to jump a little as her heart hammered within her chest.

Her father’s breath moved towards her ear and whispered; not for her benefit, but for theirs. “We should talk.”

She nodded as she found the strength to turn away from the incestuous scene. Her father was already in the process of turning towards the living room, as the sounds and smells made it difficult to think clearly. Donna struggled with each step, but did manage to keep up with him.

He turned to face her without bothering to take the time to sit down and placed his face close to hers. “Your mother and brothers have their needs.”

Donna shook her head as she tried to make sense of what he was saying. “Those aren’t needs I saw. That was. I don’t know what that was.”

He smiled as his breath felt hot on her face. “Yes, Donna, that’s exactly what it is.”

Her throat felt dry as she struggled to find any words at all. “But that’s...”

His hands pressed gently to her shoulders as his smile took on a warmth to it. “Incest?” She nodded without being able to say anything. “As I said, your mother and brothers have their needs.”

She licked her lips, which had gone as dry as her mouth. “Doesn’t it bother you, daddy?”

His brown eyes pierced into her as his hands moved gently down her arms to meet with her flesh. “Not in a long while. It was a little weird when she told me she wanted to be with the twins, but I’ve learned to accept it. When she wanted to add Jason, I had no problem with one more son sharing my bed with your mother.”

She tried to shake her head to clear the fog, but couldn’t break free of his eyes. “Why?”

His hands moved to hers and softly caressed her fingers. “I don’t know why. I don’t think they know, but there’s always been something there between them. I’m just happy she’s with our sons and not out having an affair.”

Her father’s touch made it more difficult for her to think as her heart pounded harder than when she saw them. “That’s what...”

His eyes raised a little before he spoke. “An affair?” A slight nod was all she could muster. “I don’t see it that way. An affair’s something hidden with someone not related to you. I see it more than bringing us closer together as a family with the benefit of your mother teaching the boys how to do things right. Your mother’s an excellent teacher.”

His smile changed a little, but still warm as he whispered across her face. “Beyond all that, as I said, they have their needs. They need to be together.”

Hot breath radiated over her as he moved close enough for their lips to almost touch. “They aren’t the only ones who need to be together.”

His lips pressed against hers as his hands moved to gently touch her jean covered ass. She felt his tongue press out, and she couldn’t breathe. Her heart hammered away from the panic that was overtaking her completely, and felt him pull away.

He was saying something, but sounded jumbled as she struggled for breath. Her only thought was getting out of the house to get some air. She didn’t know if he followed, but hoped she was alone as the warm breeze hit her face. The sun was brighter than it should’ve been as she walked in search of air.

A sharp pain in her ankle caused her to cry out as she felt herself fall down a steep incline, racing towards jagged rocks waiting to end her. She closed her eyes to wait as her fingers dug in hope of finding something to grab hold of. Dirt and pine gave way beneath her as she continued to scream out until she could scream no more.

Chapter 3

Her eyes were closed as she felt something soft beneath her body. There was an odd, rhythmic sound and smell that made no sense to her at all. A calm breeze pressed across her back in a pleasant way, with no pain in her body of any kind.

She opened her eyes to see white spread out, which made even less sense than the sounds and smells. Her hands pressed down gently to feel the ground give in an odd way and pushed herself to her knees to see far more than white. Donna was on a beach of some kind, but lived nowhere close to a beach and had only been to one once in her life, which was nothing like what she saw before her.

Her head felt a little foggy from trying to make sense of something she couldn’t begin to fathom. With no pain in her ankle, she rose to her feet to get a better look as Donna tried to brush off sand that wasn’t sticking to her body. It wasn’t until that moment when she realized she was completely naked, but felt no need to cover anything.

There were swaying trees that seemed to dance to the sound she understood was from the waves and the scents were that of the ocean. A small hut could be seen at the base of the trees with no windows and a closed door, which worried her for some reason she couldn’t quite place.

She turned towards the ocean with a smile on her face as the sun warmed her flesh with no thought of burning. The waves hit the shore in a perfect rhythm of peaceful white on white, which told her there was something more than a little off about where she was. Her mind raced to find answers as she watched the water and shore meet in perfect harmony.

There was only one reason she wasn’t in the mountains and was in that place of contentment. The fall had killed her. She was standing on the beach with the answer to the oldest question in the world. Is there life after death? Donna could now swear there was, since she was proof, but would never be able to tell anyone.

The voice of her father, which couldn’t be her father, called out gently from behind. “This is a beautiful place.”

She turned with no need to cover anything, since there was no need. The man she saw looked just like her father, but it wasn’t possible. Her father was alive and mourning her loss, unless time doesn’t exist in this place as it does in the world of the living. He either was or had or was no longer among the living, but whatever it was, didn’t seem to matter.

He was wearing a white robe that covered everything, which was a little disappointing. Clothes didn’t matter in the afterlife. None of those petty things did.

She struggled to find the right words as her eyes moved back to his. “Is this heaven?”

He smiled warmly as he shook his head the exact same way her father always had. “This isn’t heaven.” She was about to ask for clarification, but knew there was no need. “Most people think in terms of alive or dead, just like you are. They don’t think of that state between the two.”

It took her a moment to comprehend what he told her. “Are you saying I’m not dead?”

His eyes held hers in a pleasant way as his voice flowed with the contentment she felt. “No. You aren’t dead. You aren’t alive either. You’re in that in-between place, which is what this island is. It’s your personal waiting place.”

Her eyes widened as she realized she understood, when she should’ve been completely confused. “Who are you? Maybe I should ask what?”

His smile widened. “Who’s close enough? Think of me as your guide.”

Donna nodded in an understanding way. “Why do you look like my father?”

There was a little hesitation before answering. “Because I am your father.”

She shook her head, since it couldn’t be him. “He’s not dead or alive or whatever this is.”

He nodded as warmth crossed over from his body. “He’s not, but that doesn’t mean I’m not him. I’m not just something created from your mind to serve as your guide while you’re here, but something much more. I am your father, right down to the genetic material. His blood runs through my veins and his thoughts are in my mind.”

Donna’s brain should’ve hurt just thinking about it, but understood he was telling her the truth. It didn’t matter that her father was alive and couldn’t be in that place with her, since he was standing before her. Her father would serve as her guide for as long as she was there and couldn’t dream of anyone better.

She glanced over to the hut with the closed door. That was the only thing she found troubling about her situation. “What’s on the other side, daddy?”

His voice took away the troubling sensation. “That leads to the place you're going when you’re ready?”

She nodded as she spoke reverently. “Heaven.”

His eyes captivated her completely. “Not necessarily what lies beyond this place is life or whatever comes after death, which I can’t tell you anything about. You’re between moments. When you're ready and that door opens, you’ll either return to live your life or move to whatever waits with death.”

There was just one thing that confused her about what he said, which had nothing to do with life and death. “What do you mean, when I’m ready, daddy?”

His smile vanished as he reached out his hands to take hers, which she gladly accepted. “You have some things you have to work through, Donna. Unresolved things. Until you get through them, you’ll remain here and that door will remain closed.”

She let loose a soft laugh. “That could take a while, daddy.”

Chapter 4

He laughed as he nodded. “It will take as long as it takes. Time doesn’t mean anything here. The sun never sets, which means the day never ends. No matter how long it takes, nothing changes in the world of the living or dead.”

Donna moved closer to her father and placed her arms around his neck. “I’m sorry for running off when you kissed me, daddy.”

His breath reached her lips. “You had a panic attack. First in a while, but still should’ve expected it. I handled the situation all wrong. I was just a little surprised you came home, but that’s no excuse, Donna.”

She looked deeply into his eyes as she felt his hands move to the small of her back. “I’m not panicking now, daddy.”

Their lips met and opened her mouth to take his tongue with a desire she didn’t hide from herself as she felt the closed robe between them. The feeling of his fingers pressing down her cheeks caused her to sigh as their tongues went to war. He was hardening against her pressed flesh as her nipples hardened and lost herself in the moment. The passion built as she dripped down her thighs in the eagerness of what was to come.

Her eyes had closed at some point, she couldn’t recall, as his hands explored every inch of her ass. He pulled away, and she tried to follow, but his hands had somehow found themselves between their bodies. The robe fell away from his body and knew it would never return to cover her father ever again.

They lowered to the soft sand beneath her body in an elegant way that should never have been possible had the island been real. Her eyes opened to see his devouring her body in an exciting was as his body neared. Donna parted her legs as she felt the man’s flesh against hers for the first time in her life.

He guided himself inside her wet state with slow and steady movement, with no pain to be felt from being her first time or his size. Every inch felt incredible as their eyes locked, and her hands moved to his chest to feel his heart beat in time with hers. His hands propped up his body to keep him in place once he was all the way in, which caused Donna to moan out from the incredible pleasure that seemed to crash over her entire body.

Her head tilted back as her eyes closed from nothing more than the pleasure of his entry. His body started to move in a rhythmic state of passion that heightened everything, as his dick made her feel things she never dreamed possible. Donna moaned louder as his thrusting increased towards her orgasmic state.

Donna’s body reacted to his as her hands tightened against his chest. His movements became more purposeful as they drove her closer to the edge. Everything, including the soft breeze kissing what was exposed of her body, amplified her pleasure as her father continued towards what she desired.

A hard twitch of his massive shaft caused her body to tighten and felt him press in all the way to give her his cum. Waves of pleasure crashed over her body as her hips moved to hold him in place. More twitches could be felt from within as her flesh felt movement between them. More waves crashed over her body as he continued to give her more of himself.

When the moment of incredible pleasure passed, he remained buried within. Her eyes opened to see him smiling down at her. Donna’s breath was ragged as she struggled to get a breath, but there was no sign of him having tired at all.

The hardness had passed as she slowly forced him out against her will. She could’ve lied there for hours just like that, but he was already pulling away. Her fingers touched his chest right up until it was no longer within reach. There was an absence she felt when his flesh no longer pressed against hers, but couldn’t bring herself to move.

He was no longer in sight as the sun shone brightly into her eyes with no fear of burning retinas anymore than her pale flesh. She wanted to lie there until she knew her movement wouldn’t cause any more loss of his cum than had already happened. Not that she could move, since her body needed time to rest.

She glanced over at the hut to see the door closed, which made her smile. Donna didn’t want to leave that place. All she wanted to do was spend eternity with her father.

Donna had taken to walking with her father around the small island before making love to him without guilt, fear or panic getting in the way. There was only the contentment of being with him as both daughter and lover. She never tired of seeing the water hit the shore as the breeze and scents of the ocean became a constant companion.

The door remained closed as she wondered about the things she needed to work out without speaking to her father about it. Donna didn’t want to face anything, since she was content with where she was and who she was with. Her father never brought anything up she didn’t want to discuss, since he was there to guide her, not lead.

The jungles showed no sign of a way in. Everything leading within was cut off by the thick growth and knew it would be pointless to even attempt an exploration. Donna knew whatever she had to face was within the jungle, but chose not to think about it. All she wanted was to be with her father in the paradise between life and death.

Making love to her father was always intense, but there was something she wanted to do beyond giving him her pussy. She wanted to know what it would be like to hold him in her hands and mouth. Donna wanted to taste and drink his cum.

Chapter 5

They were walking with her hand in hers when she stopped him. Her father turned with a knowing look in his eyes and desire on his face for what was about to come. Their hands parted as he turned to her with a smile.

Donna fell to her knees and felt the soft sand beneath her flesh. All eight inches of his massive glory stood at attention as she saw the tip drip before her. She pressed her hands to his shaft for the first time and struggled to wrap her fingers all the way around. The feeling of engorged veins against her fingers made her smile.

Her hands guided his head to her waiting mouth with a touch she knew sent pleasure through his body. Having never touched a dick didn’t matter in that place. It was both new and familiar as her tongue pressed against the slick saltiness. Donna’s eyes moved up to his to watch his face as he stared down at her with pleasure in his eyes.

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