Island girls (open)

Frenchgirl

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Island girls

OCC:
Tania, 22
long flowing black hair,
brown eyes, 5'4", and weights 106
36-25-34
location: a Polynesian island named Komomo

looking for someone to play an older woman or man who wants to seduce me, spoil me, oil me, ….. no need to have specific physical features, this island girl just wants to have a great time in the jungle or on the beach. You can be an old fat guy, you don't have to play the athletic guy.


IC:
My name is Tania. I live at the island of Komomo. I’m 21 and I speak French. I went to a missionary school and learned some English too. I wear a painted sash made of cotton, loosely enveloped around my waist. It is fastened by a single tuck and shows my bare right leg when I walk. The sash just comes some inches above me knees. Underneath I wear a bikini. Over my breasts I have a string of flowers, a traditional attribute for girls in my village.

The white sandy beaches and crystal blue water of Komomo are well known. There are always some tourists around the island, but in general live is slow on the islands. My village is on the other side of the island, far away from the tourists. The islanders are open minded people.

I live with my family in a village near the coast. We live in wooden cabins. The community is very close, women raise the children, cook, weave, …. most men are fishers. I learned a lot about herbs and flowers. Imana, the local medicine woman taught me all about the healing powers of flowers and herbs. Everybody in the village expects me to become the next medicine woman.
I was at home when Imane came for me. She wanted me to help her looking for a orchid. We walked through the jungle for a while.

“Were are we going, Imana?” I asked her.
“This orchid is growing near water, we better walk to the river.” She answered my question.
She looked at me, and laughed as I raised my feet to climb a slippery rock. I couldn’t step over it. I reached out to Imana’s hand. She grabbed it and pulled me up the rock. We kept walking and after a while we reached a waterfall, which emptied into a pond. The water was very clear. You could see the fish swimming in it.
The sun was warm and hot. I sat down at the edge of the water and slowly lowered my feet in the cool water. Several coconuts were laying around me. It was a scene where every detail was perfect. The palm trees swayed and a tropical breeze cooled of my tanned skin. The river water crushed down in to the pond.
Imana reached in her bag made of palm leaves to fetch some things.
“Oh, just what I need, some water to cool down.” I said as I stroked my hair with my hand.
…..
 
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Bonjour

Bonjour tania,

Que tu es Belle!!!!!
les hommes de ton ile doivent etre dingue de ne pas te payer plus d'attention, superbe photo et quel sourire!!!!

Je T'embrasse

Laurent.

Oraldelight71.
ChtPetrus71@aol.com
:kiss: :heart: :rose: :heart: :rose:
 
Tania

OOC:
Merci Laurent,
Est ce que vous voulez jouer ce jeu de rôles?
 
Bonjour FrenchGirl, y a ce SRP allant être en Français. Ce serait un vrai défi.

Ou peut-être, un peu en français et un peu en anglais.

J'aimerais apprendre encore plus de lignes françaises romantiques.

Snork:rose:
 
Tania

Tania
J'aimerais jouer en Anglais, comme ça le jeu est ouvert pour presque tout le monde.
I would like to play in english, it's more accessible for everyone,
but if you want I can put in some french sentences.
A lot of people think french is a sexy language and ... it is.
alors ma chérie, je vous embrasse, ...
 
I would like to play, but I'm having a tough time figuring out which kind of character I could be. I'm open to pretty much anything. Let me know what you were thinking about as far as who you saw your character being with
 
For your perusal:

Mister Dave, the mature plantation owner, lives in the old mansion at the top of the hill. A widower now, he passes the afternoons using his telescope to watch the young women of the village as they go about their chores, while their men are gone fishing. The plantation is no longer productive; Mr. Dave has no financial worries. But with only a loyal grounds keeper to share conversation, he longs for companionship. Yesterday he watched two girls from the village climb to a secluded pond. The younger of the two started to cool her self in the water; Dave silently wished she would remove her sash. The other women seemed to be removing something from bag. Though the island had been a French territory, Dave had not learned French and had depended on his foreman to translate.
 
Tania

Imana got hold of a jar and put it next to me.
"come here, you have walked to fast in this heat." she said.
Her hands loosened the straps holding my bikini top.
Gently her hands went to my shoulders, removing the bikini top.
Imana opened the jar and rubbed in some cocos oil. Her hands moved over the small of my back to my shoulders.
I enjoyed this a lot. Imana often gave me a massage.
I tossed my head back and allowed Imana to rub in the oil.
She came sitting behind me and her hands moved over my belly.
She loosened the tuck of my sash and started to knead the inside of my thighs. I had no idea that this close encounter was watched by the old plantation owner.....
 
Dave was watching the two girls by the falls; at 57 he knew he could be their father, even a grandfather. But as he watched, he felt yearnings he had not felt during 5 years since his wife's death. As the straps loosened on the younger girl’s top, he caught a glimpse of her firm breasts. One of the girls seemed more experienced than the other, and as she began to rub the oil on the younger girl’s thighs, Dave knew he wanted to find a way to invite them to his home. Without realizing what he was doing Dave’s free hand drifted down to his trousers, he had not felt this feeling in years.
 
Tania

IC:

Imana gently kissed my tender shoulders. She continued oiling me. I purred and started to caress Imana's legs. Her hands dwelled to my breasts and while kissing me she coated my succulent breasts with cocos oil.

Then she got hold of my bikini bottoms. She pulled it down over my knees. I wiggled with my legs so it fell down over my ankles.
Then I stepped out of it. I looked how the bikini piece floated on the water. I went to the edge of the pond and sat down. Imana followed me and gently opened my legs. She took a jar and smeared some more oil over my belly. I looked down to see the oil gliding towards my vagina. Imana rubbed in the oil over my belly and then with two vingers she tenderly started to play with my cunt folds. I leaned backwards supporting my body with my elbows. Gently Imana continued massaging my clit.

<MMMMHHHH> .......... Imana really had a golden touch.
Softly her fingers entered my private parts. I went down on my back. I lifted my legs in the air and bowed my knees. Imana poured the content of the jar over my exposed vagina. The oil ran into the crack of my but and over my cunt. She rubbed in the oil and then placed her mouth on my private parts. I felt her tongue licking me. With her hand she parted my outer folds, so I showed my pink entrance. Her tongue flickered over it.
Oh my god, I was loosing touch. My breasts started to heave faster and faster. ....
 
Tania

IC:

Imana had me lie on my back. Her lips touched my vagina and she kissed me. Overwhelmed by lust, I spread my legs without any conscious act of will.

Imana licked and kissed the inside of my vagina. Her hands kept my legs spread and in the air. Slowly she licked my inner lips and thrust her tongue into my vagina. I couldn't control myself any longer.

She moved her tongue to my clitoris and licked it gently and slowly. Her saliva mingled with my wetness.
She increased the speed and the power of her licking. Then she slowly started to finger me. My folds closed around her finger. I felt her long hair stroking my inner thighs and my belly as she increased the speed of her fingering. I was so hot. I cupped my breasts and rubbed them. My hands moved over my hard nipples.
I was ashamed when I heard sloishing noises. Then I felt Imana teasing my arse muscle. Her finger made circular movements.
The oil had lubricated her finger and soon she inched it up.
Meanwhile she continued licking me.

"Oh, my God, Imana, I will have an orgasm." I sighted....
 
Jules Grangne

The small inter island schooner rounded the headland, her crew laid too as they took in sail gliding slowly to the dock below Mr. Dave’s plantation.

Attender mes enfats work first. The crew where all local lads their families had lived on the plantation for generations.

I had wandered far from my home in the Bois Nord of Canada. How I came to work for Mr. Dave was a long story, but come to work for him I did. I raise my eyes to the veranda that surrounds the colonial French plantation house and he was at his glass.

I wonder what had caught his eye this time. He seemed so lonely sense his wife death.

Ah well I would find out when I made my report to him.

“Caitaine Jules”

Once more my thoughts are brought back to the present as all lines are made fast to the dock.
 
Tania

IC:

Imana had put her mouth on my vagina and slowly licked it. At the same time she fingered me with a steady rhythm. I moaned loudly, thrust my hips in the air and experienced a shattering orgasm. Her fingers could feel my cunt squeeze them again and again and again as I cried out in pure ecstasy.

After I climaxed and lay in each other's arms for a while, Imana rolled over and reached for her bag.
“Come on, time to move on, we still need to find that orchid. We better split up. I stay here, you go to the beach in the direction of the old plantation. I’ll join you later.”
She said.

“very well, we’ll do that.” I replied.

I searched for my bikini but I was in a naughty mood and I just put the pieces in Imana’s bag. I took the sash and placed it on top of my breasts. Imana helped me and made a tuck on my back. The sash just covered my nipples and came half way my thighs.
I walked to the beach, then followed the shore line. Mr. Davies looked at me as I picked a red gardenia and placed it behind my ear. I walked towards his home, my bare shoulders and my cleavage glisten in the sun…..
 
Jules Grangne

All lines made fast I go below to my cabin. A fresh with shirt, and shorts are in order. White knee socks and deck shoes complete my ensemble.

Years at sea working sailing vessels have left me hard and lean, a touch of sliver in my toney ginger hair, faced tanned almost as deep as the Polynesian lads. Again on deck ledgers under my arms, time for an accounting of this last voyage..


“Bowsain shore leave for all hands after all is secured.”

I walk the beach I loved Komomo and its people their innocent “Joyeux de Vie”. As I walk I see a young girl walking in the direction of the main house along the beach. Her hips swaying in an innocent sensual, and seductive gate.

“Tania ma Cher is that you?”
 
Tania

IC:

“Hello James, it has been a long time.” I said. My thoughts were still with Imana and I hoped James couldn’t see I was still aroused.
“Sailing the seven seas again.” I remarked.
“Yes, how are you?” he asked.
“Oh I’m fine, I’m heading to mr. Davies. I'm looking for an orchid, and I’m hoping perhaps mr. Davies could help me finding it. I guess you’re going to his estate, why don’t you join me?” I asked playfully. I tossed my head back and smiled at him. I noticed him looking at my breasts and my long tanned legs as I talked.
 
Jules Grangne

Tania, I had watched her grow from a child to the first flush of womanly beauty. Her sent dark musky like forbidden passion her eyes bright, sparkling, so full of youth and life.

“Hello James, it has been a long time.” Her voice light teasing.

“Sailing the seven seas again.”

I mumble a response, the pleasantries of greeting, my voice casual as my eyes feast on her beauty, the tip of my tongue moistens my parched lips. I long to drink Tania’s sweet, dewy, nectar. Slowly my mind is again in the present.

“Oh I’m fine, I’m heading to Mr. Davies. I'm looking for an orchid, and I’m hoping perhaps Mr. Davies could help me finding it. I guess you’re going to his estate, why don’t you join me?”


“Tania, Ma Cher it would be my pleasure.”

We walk along making small talk and I notice the sensual sway of her hips and a burning desire for her grows deep in my loins.

“This orchid would that be the one where the passion fruit grows ?”

I tease her, for that was where the young maidens went before the convent school to enjoy, the pleasures of each other.
 
Tania

IC:

“This orchid would that be the one where the passion fruit grows ?” James asked me.

<Mmmmh, sweet memories return to me>

"Oh, no I just looked up there, there was nothing." I responded.

As we walked, drops of oil gathered around my pubic hair, and slowly started to make their way down, dripping along the inside of my thighs.

The warm sun, is blistering down.

"It's really hot, James, perhaps we better walk under the palms." I said. We go in the shadows of the palms.

"If you don't mind I sure would like to stop over here for a while."
I said.

I sat down in the white sand, drops of sweat on my forehead.
My whole body is sweaty and oily. I bow my knees up, my legs together, because I realize I don't wear a bikini bottoms.

But my sash is too short to cover my crotch and I see James standing before me gazing, at my womanhood. All of a sudden I feel this burning feeling growing in my soft belly....
 
"Oh, no I just looked up there, there was nothing."

We walked along the waters edge the sun blazing down, the heat of the tropical noon making itself felt. We talked of little things of Island life her friends family, my fingers undid the buttons of my shirt to catch a little of the sea breeze ah such blessed relief from the building heat……but was it the sun in all its blazing glory or the sweet seductive fragrance of Tina so young and fresh?

"It's really hot, James, perhaps we better walk under the palms."

We edge towards the edge of the lust tropical jungle and soon its deep shadows hide us from preying eyes. Little beads of sweat, the fine sheen of tropical oils glisten on Tina tawny skin.

"If you don't mind I sure would like to stop over here for a while."


“No not at all Tina”


My voice is deep and husky; we edge farther into the shadows. Tina lowers her self to the fine whit sand, she bows her legs but too little avail. Her sash fails to cover her sweet, youthful, womanhood. Tina’s sinuous, puffy, lips, her dark musky fragrance ignites a fire deep with in me that can not be denied. My eyes devour her maidenly form.

Slowly I drop to my knees Tina’s eyes demurely downed cast. My lips brush the gentle curve of her calve, then a kiss just behind her knee, and Then…..
 
Tania

As I lay there on the white sands I spread my legs wide opening myself up to James. I was amazed how James could have me do anything he wanted at this time.
He kissed my long legs, working his way up to my young half-opened vagina.
He massaged my vagina repeatedly with his fingers opening the folds of my young pussy.
I was becoming so wet from his stimulation of my cunt.
As I lay down he forced my legs to open wider, exposing myself completely to him. I closed my eyes, and licked my lips with my tongue. I allowed him to touch my private areas.
James crawled between my legs preparing to get a taste of me. He placed
both hands on either side of my inner thighs, spread my vagina open
with his fingers and licked my pink cunt. I let out a long
deep moan. I continued moaning as he licked me.
"Ohhhhhh!!!!" "Ohhhhhh!!!!!! "Sooooo good."
"It's so good."......
 
Tina reclines as my kisses climb ever higher up her tawny legs. A low soft gasps escape her sweet lips she is opens to me , my hands on her silken thighs, I spread her willing thighs wider, a kiss to her downy fleece.

"Ohhhhhh!!!!" "Ohhhhhh!!!!!! "Sooooo good………………………It's so good.......”

I left my eyes to Tina’s and smile.

“Oui ma Chere……….you taste so good so sweet”

My hands lose the sash Tina wears the soft material falls away from her supple body, Tina lays naked in the sand, and her youthful perfection fills me with passion for this Island mademoiselle. My head dips to her sweet succulent vagina, my tongue running the length of its folds dividing her rose pink folds to flick at her clitoris, ten quick darting stabs into her moist passage. My fingers softly trace the cure of her breasts,, my thumb brushes across her nipple. I feel it stiffen ,come slowly to life as my thumb massages it.

My tongue lash Tina’s vagina, my teeth nibble at her clitoris, and I roll her nipple between thumb and fore finger, teasing and pleasing Tina.
 
Tania

OOC: testing your knowledge of French

IC:

James licked into me deeper tasting all my fresh juices flowing
from me. I was moaning en placed my hands on his head, pushing his head against
my exposed vagina. James pushed his tongue further and further inside me and
occasionally flicked his tongue across my clit. I raised my legs in the air and placed them on his
broad shoulders. His hands ran over my belly and my breasts. Meanwhile I pushed his head
between my legs and moved my belly up and down, following his rhythm.
"Oh, oui, James, j'aime quand tu manges ma chatte."
"c'est ça, continue comme ça, ne cesser pas."
"Oh, oui, Oh,yes, that's how I like it",
James slowly entered a finger in my juicy pink entrance. I immediately tightened up,
wrapping my muscles around it. My breasts heaven up and down, as I feel your finger
inside me, gently your finger goes in my secret entrance et your finger picks up my juices.
Without trouble, your finger slides back and forth my pink private parts.
I continue moving my hips up. My oiled body crawls in the white sands, ready to receive you.
With lustful passion you wiggle your wet finger in my vagina,
 
Oh, oui, James, j'aime quand tu manges ma chatte."………."c'est ça, continue comme ça, ne cesser pas." ………..Oh, oui, Oh, yes, that's how I like it",

Tina pants her hips arching to my mouth as she begs me to continue never top.

“Encore un peu!.....Encore un peu “

My finger slides with in Tina move in and out of her chatte till I Find the one rough spot in the silken perfection of Tina’s vagina her little G-spot and a second finger joins the first as the flicker back and froth like a swimmers kick massaging it till Tina Moans and my tongue licks around my fingers as I manges ma belle chere, drink deeply of her sweet nectar.

My hands lovingly caresses Tina’s breast the touch sensual seductive as I tease 1st one then the other of her diamond hard nipples, till I force her to the heights of ecstasy then my hands , mouth, tongue and fingers bring Tina her orgasm.
 
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