Chapter 16
The next morning when the group returned to the island, the wonderful vacation turned into a nightmare. Chris Hardy and the twins were nowhere to be found.
"I hope they didn't go into the caves," Rose said in a near panic.
"I have a feeling they did," Ben Hardy said grimly, adding, "and disobeyed my orders." He didn't bother to tell her he'd forgotten to give the orders before they left.
"Do you have some flashlights?" John Robinson asked determinedly. "We're going in after them."
Ben nodded and went to get them. After rummaging around, he came up with three three-cell flashlights-one for himself, one for John, and one for Alec. Rose, Nina, and Carol wanted to go along, but the men persuaded them to remain at the hacienda.
Ben gritted his teeth and led the way across the island to the cave entrance. If anything happens to those cute little pieces of ass, he thought grimly, I'll never forgive myself - or Chris either. He wondered if his sister Rose would forgive him if anything happened. The thought of her being angry with him, of not sucking his cock anymore or letting him fuck her, was too much to bear.
They found the cave entrance without difficulty, and Ben crawled in on his hands and knees, with the other two men close at his heels. He played his flashlight through the darkness ahead of him, crawling along until he could stand upright.
"Robin! Polly!" Dr. John Robinson called. "Chris!"
They waited for the echoes to die down, then waited silently.
"I hear somebody crying," Alec said.
"Me, too," his father said elated. "It must be the twins. But which way?"
They hurried on. Ahead of them the cave branched off into several tunnels.
"Each of us take a tunnel," Ben said. "With three of us, nobody'll get lost."
Silently, they agreed. Ben went down one tunnel, flashing his light about the floor and the walls. He'd gone to one corner of a large niche cut from erosion into the tunnel wall. There, blinded by the glare of his flashlight, the twins huddled, wide-eyed and scared, trembling with a fear that made them unable to speak.
Ben opened his mouth to call to the others, but he was afraid the loud noise of his voice would only further terrify the young girls. He went to them and cuddled them in his arms, speaking soothingly to them. "It's all right now, girls," he said quietly, kissing them, fondling their breasts and legs. "You're safe now."
He heard John's voice echoing through the tunnels - an agonized, surprised cry of frustration and outrage that was more sound than words.
Alec's frantic voice followed with: "Dad! What is it? I'm coming." Then another voice crying out in the darkness.
The twins looked up at their Uncle Ben, terror renewed in their eyes. He shook his head. "You stay here," he ordered. "I'll be right back."
Carefully, he made his way back along the tunnel until he came to the fork. He cautiously crept down the branch he remembered John Robinson had taken, keeping his flashlight beam on the floor - until he spotted the hole. Peering over the edge, he saw three bodies crumpled at the bottom. They were lying very, very still. One of the flashlights still flared light through its broken lens, and in the light blood was visible on the heads and faces of Chris, John and Alec. Ben Hardy turned away and felt very sick.
"There's no point in you going home now," Ben told his sister. "Why don't you stay here, Rose - for as long as you'd like."
Rose Hardy Robinson smiled weakly. "Thanks, Ben. I'd like that. You're the only family I've got now, except for the girls."
He hugged and kissed her. "That's right We've got to stick together now, you and me - and all the girls."
Ben had wanted to, but it just didn't seem right for a man to go fucking his brother-in-law's widow so soon after the tragedy. He'd had to make do with his daughter, Carol. But now with Rose's voluptuous body so close to him, familiar urges welled inside Ben Hardy's male body.. He felt his cock lurch in anticipation, and. his fingers itched to touch his sister's snatch, ass, and big tits.
In a way, it was kind of funny. He'd wished the girls could stay with him, and now they'd be doing just that. He'd have himself a regular harem right there in the big happy family-with his sister Rose, his daughter Carol, his nieces Nina and the twins Robin and Polly.
All the girls appeared then, looking to the only male on the island to whom they could turn to comfort. He was ready, willing, and able to give them as much as they wanted - one at a time or in groups. He couldn't help but let his eyes. roam over all the female flesh available to him now - over the full breasts, the slim legs, the rich lips that could suck, the tight snatches capable of giving him more pleasure than he'd ever known.
"Don't none of you worry," he said, trying to hug and kiss all of them at once, "your Uncle Ben will take care of you." His eyes narrowed and a smile covered his homely face. "All of you."