Jillians Island

elklaker

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To let you know, this thread is loosely based on the hit Tv show GILLIGAN'S ISLAND. But with a few changes. Instead of Gilligan we have a woman named Jillian which I will play. This thread is open to those who want to play. We need a Skipper, Mr and Mrs. Howell, Ginger, Maryanne and the Professor. Plus if you want to be a Native Islander thats okay too. The skipper and professor do not have to be played as males either! Please just join in and introduce yourself. The story starts on the Island after the shipwreck and with the little village built. So jump on in and have some fun.
 
Name: Jillian
Age 25
Red hair, Blue eyes
34-32-34 size C cup.
Jillian wandered around the island looking for something to do. It had been awhile since they had been shipwrecked and with the village built there was not much to do. She came upon the lagoon and decided to take a swim. She stripped her clothes off and dove into the calm blue water. She swam around for a while and then tiring of it came out and lay naked on the beach trying to work on her tan.
 
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The professor!!!

Name - Sam 'the professor'
Age 35
height -5'11
weight 12st 10lb(thats 178lbs for you across the pond!)
Build - athletic muscle! (and brains)
background- sailed through his science degree, and doctorate, is relatively quiet- being the humble sort that doesn't want to bore people with his knowledge, so spent most of his time doing casual excersise in between studying. got a great job and was on a research team when he got shipwrecked.
Dark brown eyes
dark brown hair that had been short at the start of the trip but had grown out a little.

the rest is in the imagination!!!

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Sam wondered over to the lagoon to take his daily swim, he had a little routine each day deciding that keeping some normality in the un normal situation to his was the best way to wait out the rescue,he had kept the mind busy, building the village, and now that was complete his daily routine had become a little more flexible.

Each day around tea time- if there was such a thing on an island - he liked to take his swim - most others had relaxed after eating and lazed the day away, so he had always had his solitude to swimm as he wanted, he used that time of the day to freshen up a little, building the village was tough work that had kept him trim but his mind was wondering a little now- did he want to plan another project for the inhabitants or was that submission to the fact rescue was getting more of a distant dream after so long- or just sit back and await rescue?

Either way he lacked the physical excercise that kept his mind focused on planning and his body trim, so he decided to use the resources around him and take a swim anyway, the sun was getting pretty high up, it was late morning, he aproached the lagoon from the east took off his jean shorts, and his now ragged shirt from the weeks of building and waded out to thigh depth in the water, he then dived forward into the blueness of calm cooling water. feeling it surround him and refresh his whole body.

The first submersion always being the best one - he swan as far as his breath would allow him to and surfaced, shook his head to keep his lengthening hair out of his eyes and swam a little further out ---scissors---what can i make scissors out of he thought as he swam further across the lagoon, his mind always active on what his and others needs are,

Sun cream- now what could they use to protect against the mid day sun, mind you no one laid out in the mid day sun did they - they had all been too busy building the home comfort.............
 
Jillian saw Sam enter the lagoon and had to smile to herself, she had admired him from the beginning. "Hey Sam," she called "when you're done why not join me and we can enjoy the sun together?"
 
The Skipper

Name - Rob 'the skipper'
Age 46
height -5'10
weight 185lbs
Build - Middle aged Seaman (strong but beginning to sag just a bit in the stomach)
Eyes - Blue
Hair - Gray
Background- Private charter captain. Retired Navy Chief Petty Officer. Pretty quiet guy really. He definitely knows who's in charge (him) and has no problem
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Wandering around the island in yet another search for materials to repair the ship, the Skipper is just rounding the trail near the lagoon when he sees Jillian entering the water. He also spies the Professor leering at her nude body. Stopping he listens as Jillian invites the professor in for a swim with her.

"Damn it. I've told her not to be teasing like that. It's only going to lead to trouble."
 
Jillian sees the Skipper enter the clearing and feels her face redden in shame. She knew she shouldn't have made a comment like that to Sam but it had been a long time for her and she was bored. She just knew the skipper was going to get her when she came out. "So you going to join us Rob?" She asked sweetly trying to defuse him.
 
Rob reddens a bit too. Not from any sense of shame though. Living this close together he's gotten used to seeing Jillian and the other passengers in various states of nudity and in other situations that would normally embarass them. "I don't know what the hell has gotten into the people since we washed up on this damn piece of sand." He muttered to himself. "It's as if someone switched off their restraint or something. First it was the Howells off in that cave, now Jillian is pratcially throwing herself at me and the Professor. Not that I mind so much.

Shaking his head to clear the image of a nude and willing Jillian form his thoughts he said, "No, I think I'll skip the swim for now. I have work to do. Don't you?" That last bit aimde directly at the professor. Walking through the clearing and past the lagoon Rob gives Jillian one last look before he enters the jungle.

"Damn she's built."
 
The professor saw the splashes around her legs as she entered the lagoon, in his ignorance towards the situation in the past few weeks his mind had been distracted by the planning and building of the village.

He'd heard the skipper tell his stories of what some of the ship wrecked people were up to, but he couldn't believe that in this situation, where survival was essential, that people could be so distracted.

But now, as she confidently turned her back on the skippers comment, and her reddened face smiled at him, he realised that for so long his mind had been on preservation of the them, and not appreciation of them.....


Here in front of him stood the ideal feminie figure of a woman ten years his junior.

He swallowed
"Hi Jillian, you should look after your skin you know in the middle of the day." he said, reverting to type as his mind was full of the image of her and his science was the best thing to fall back on........................
 
Damn she's built, he thought to himself as he wandered off down the jungle trail. More than twenty years younger than you too you pervert. What the hell am I thinking? Stopping, he realized that he had lost track of his direction. Rob looked around and didn't see any discernable landmarks.

Great, fucking lost and thinking about a woman 20 years younger than me. brilliant. No wonder we ended up on this crummy scab of an island. The only thing here are monkeys and a bunch of horny castaways. Feeling more and more frustrated, Rob continued until he found a clearing. He sat on the trunk of a fallen palm tree and stewed.

"What the heck was she thinking? Climb in the lagoon with her and the Professor? And do what exactly? Probably something I haven't done since my navy days. I remember this girl in Subic Bay. . .

Just then he could hear the sound of some apes in the treeline to his rear. Jeez, not you guys too! Rob Shouted. First the Howells in a cave, then Jillian teasing me while there's work to be done. Now the fucking monkeys are going at it too.

At the end of his endurance the Skipper got up and trudged back the way he had come. "Well, if everyone's going to be screwing on this pile of sandfleas I might as well call it a day." With that he headed back to the lagoon and Jillian.
 
in the lagoon

In the lagoon the profesor didn' know how to hide his eyes,,,, there was no way,

Here was a stunningly beautiful woman ten years his Junior.

As she came nearer he took in her frame, the strong but softly shaped shoulders, the full youthful pert breasts, resting high on her chest,
The thinning waist line, the gentle curve round the hips, to those subtly muscled legs, he cought his chin and pulled it back up.

Here in front of him was a beautiful creature, naked, and approaching him, for the first time, he was seeing her as a woman rather than just another survivor.

She was only 5 feet away when his mind wondered about her intentions......................................................................
 
Jillian saw Sam try to hide his smile and saw him duck his head away from her nakedness. "How come you're not naked?" she asked him. "Naked is the way to go" Saying this she swam closer to him and then laying on her back floated around him in small lazy circles.
 
"I Normally do, late in the evening - but it being earlier in the day i wasn't sure who would be about" se said trying to keep his eyes forward as she swam around him, but being unable to avoid her each time she came around the front of him.

"do you do this all the time?"
There was no ignoring her beauty each time she circled sometimes on her front, showing her smooth ass just below the water.

Sometimes on her back exposing her full breasts to his gaze......... what was she trying to do to him..............................
 
Jillian smiled to herself as she saw Sam try not to look at her. She decided to see what he would do if she just flew into his open arms, crushing him in to her naked breasts. She leaned into him and captured his mouth with her moist luscious lips. And wrapped her legs around his hips.
 
Trudging along the path back to the lagoon the skipper was wondering what his problem was. Why the hell should I care if she wants to take a bath with me and the professor anyway? Lost in his thoughts he tramped along until he felt his feet slip out from under him.

He hit the ground with a resounding thud, knocking the air out of him just a little. As he sat there catching his breath along the path he heard voices though the foliage. They weren't exactly clear and didn't seem to be coming from the lagoon. Actually, ,the voices seemed to be emanating from the jungle. Peering about incredulously he wondered who the sounds belonged to. He listened intently, trying to figure out who they might be and how many there were. Then as quickly as the voices had appeared, they waned.

"Now I know I am going island happy." he muttered to no one in particular. He raised himself up and moved off down the trail to the lagoon. He slowed when he came to the edge of the brush surrounding the lagoon. He peered through the cover to see Sam waist deep in the lagoon with Jillian floating around him. While Sam tried to avert his eyes from Jillian's nudity they were talking. Rob couldn't quite make out what was being said. It didn't really matter anyway, "She's probably baiting him anyway." he thought.

She was magnificient. Floating there with her breasts just above the surface of the water. Her hands and feet gently paddling through the cool lagoon. Rob could just make out the slight smile on her lips as she talked to Sam. Jillian had that way about her. She could convince anyone to do anything.

A few more days on this rock and she won't need to convince me to do anything Rob thought. He was envious of Sam's comparative youth. Ten years seemed so much better suited for her than his 20 years. Still, she was beautiful and impossible to ignore. The longer he lingered there the harder it was for him to ignore her or his natural reaction to her. He wanted to go. In fact he knew he should. Though he really wanted to stay. Rob wanted to see her more than anything. He wanted to touch her too, though he would never admit it consiously.

So, he remained there at the edge of the jungle.
 
Well playing with the Professor, Jillian thot she heard some voices around the lagoon. She hoped it was the Skipper, he seemed a little despondent when he left. She hoped he would come back, she missed him.
 
If I stand here any longer I might as well just turn around and go back to the hut. Then I can forget about Jillian for the rest of the time on we are here. Since that could well be forever. . . I better get my happy ass down to the water.

He stepped out of the brush and walked over to the water's edge as if he was just returning from his chores. He didn't let on that he had been watching Sam and Jillian.

Rob swallowed hard and tried to conceal his growing interest in Jillian.
 
Jillian saw Rob approach the waters edge. She pushed away from Sam and stood up. "Why dont you join us?" she called out to him. "Plenty of Lagoon for more"
 
Jillian reminded him of a couple of women he had known many years ago. She awoke feelings in him that he had suppressed for a long time. The more he looked at her, the more he wanted her. He wasn't sure why he was feeling this way, he just was. So, he moved to the edge of the water and sat down. He thought to himself that he would just have to see how things worked out.

Hi, you two. I finished the chores early. I didn't find anything of use either. This damned island is full of nothing but jungle, more jungle and some more jungle interspersed with monkeys humping each other raw. So, I thought I would come back and take you up on that offer of a swim Jillian. I mean if I am not intruding or anything. He glanced at Sam briefly, but he question was for Jillian alone.
 
"Hmmm humping monkeys you say?" Jillian thot this was funny and yet similar too. "sounds like fun!"
 
Name: Ginger
Age: 23
Hair: Long red hair that is usually kept in pigtails
Eyes: Green
Build: 36, 29, 36, Size D Cup
Weight: 125
Height: 5'9"

Ginger walked quickly towards the beach, humming to herself. The jungle was loud around her but she had ground accustomed to the noise, including the sound of the monkeys playing in the trees above her head. As she approached the beach she thought she heard voices and peaked around a tree to see Jillian in the water with Sam. Even from where she stood she could see that Jillian was naked and looked to be trying to seduce Sam. Hearing a twig snap she looked across the beach to see the Skipper standing at the edge of the trees watching the couple as well. She stood watching him, knowing that he was totally oblivious to her standing there. He was handsome for an older man and for the time that she had been on the island without a lover, even he was looking like someone she would be willing to spend a night with.
 
Yeah, they were going at it pretty heavy back there in the jungle. Sounded like a big group of them too. A primate orgy or something. It was kind of getting to me hearing cheetah and Ms. Cheetah getting it on. made me think of my own situation you know. He seemed to consider what he had just said. then awkwardly he went on. "Your tan is really coming along Jillian."

It was true, and it gave him an excuse to look at her body more than was reasonable otherwise. "It looks good with your red hair."
 
Sam taken aback by the sudden intrusion of the skipper and jillian wrenching away from his lips was left exposed.

He sank a little into the water as she turned to the skipper.
He had he'd taken in the slight movement of her firm breasts as she had turned around.

He was now stood with her back to him, and the soft but firm globes of her ass directly infront of him.

as he lowered himself his arousal wasnt calmed by the cool water and her back just made him harder, she carried on talking to the skipper as his mind became foggy, normally there was reason to everything for him - but this youg thing had just captred that and thrown it out the window in one quick kiss and a hug of her naked body against his.....................
 
Wow, Sam looks like someone just popped a balloon in his face Rob thought. "Hey Jillian, I didn't mean to interrupt anything here." He said nodding to Sam. " We can talk later if you and Sam want to be alone."

The little 20 year old sailor in his head was screaming, "Are fucking nuts Rob? She's right in front of you! She's naked. She's beautiful. What the fuck is your problem old man?" Rob looked away for a second and told his inner horndog to shut the fuck up.

it was too late now anyway. Sitting as he was with his elbows resting on his knees, his erection was hidden from sight. Getting up. . . and leaving now would be embarassing and a little revealing.

Once again, a sailor's cock had betrayed him.
 
Ginger watched the exchange of words between Jillian, Sam and Rob and noticed the tension in Sam's body. She could tell that he was not pleased with the intrusion of Rob's presence and it seemed like Rob was a bit uncomfortable himself from watching Jillian's naked body too long. Breaking her cover from the trees she walked down to the beach, pretending to be oblivious to the group that was before her. Unbuttoning her shirt she pulled it off revealing her hard breasts. Looking up she pretended that she had just noticed them, blushing and covering herself with her shirt. "Oh, I thought there was no one else here. Sorry about that," she said shly, fully aware of Sam's and Rob's eyes on her breasts.
 
THANK GOD! Rob thought to himself as Ginger emerged from the undergrowth. His relief was visible on his face. Maybe now things would head in a little different direction. Sam's noticable agitation was becoming more disconcerting to the Skipper.

Hi Ginger! Rob shouted. "You're looking lovely today." Just then her top opened. She promptly closed it over her breasts. I am seeing way too many breasts today he said louder than he should have.

My god, two gorgeous young red heads on a deserted (relatively speaking) island. A sailors paradise. Even if he was fast approaching the upper end of middle age.
 
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