The Beach

Aliyahlovinsex said:
I looked at him suspiciously.

"A dry cave, huh? Sounds like a good place to have some privacy," I smirked, once again wondering what his plan was. Just because we were both naked didn't mean we were going to have sex, yet. Although I did find myself extremely attracted to him. Was he trying to impress me with his 'find'?

"Ok," I said. "Show me then." I offered him my hand.

I took her by the hand right after we both had taken a big breath of air and our heads slipped beneath the waves. Once we entered the tunnel she swam with me allowing me to lead her through the short passage and then back up to the surface. I felt for the flash light and pressed turned it on illuminating the cave. I pulled myself out of the cave and assisted her out of the water as well. "Well here we are not exactly a place to call home but a neat find none the less. It would also be a great hiding place for valuable items or a place of refuge." I thought as leader of our little group she might have use for a place such as at some point. My intentions was not to bring her here for sex though if it happened I would not complain. As she was a very attractive woman and I liked her. I lit a few torches and they revealed the cave edges around the water to make a "C" shape then falling back into the main cave. The cave itself covered an area of about 24 foot by 40 feet with a low ceiling of 4 foot and the high being about 12 foot. I had already stocked the cave with various supplies from my boat. There was several firearms, dry food stuffs, candles, spear guns, and dive equipment. I had made a small cot against one wall with blankets I had kept dry by using water proof containers. I motioned her to sit as I took up a place on the cot and asked, "What do you think?"
 
Spycey grinned and slid off the board. She knew that look. It was the same she had when her father first let her ride a wave with him in Santa Cruz. "Ok, Janice, hop on and we'll go back out." She patted the board and then helped her friend back on, showing her how to straddle the board and use her arms to row out into the ocean. She swam strongly beside her, one hand on the board. When they had gotten out far enough, they waited while Spycey gave her some quick instructions. She slid onto the board carefully, settling herself in the front like Janice had on the first ride. "I'll be riding just in case you need help. Ok....here it comes! Start paddling!" She tucked her legs up and held on, watching out of he corner of her eye to see how Janice was doing.
 
"Ok, Janice, hop on and we'll go back out."

My eyes went wide, but I nodded eagerly.

"Okay."

I straddled the board, rowing out to the water with my arms, smiling at Spycey. We stopped, and she breifed me on what to do. I took a deep breath, nodding at her words.

She slid onto the board in front of me, and and took a second deep breath.

"I'll be riding just in case you need help. Ok....here it comes! Start paddling!"

I paddled, feeling the board moving forward as the wave came. It comes to us, and I stand up shakily ... feeling a rush as the board rides the wave.

Suddenly, I feel my balance lurch to one side, and I am unable to compensate. I have the sense of tumbling, my stomach suddenly jarred up and to one side. I cry out softly as I feel myself about to tumble into the water ....
 
Dave took my hand and I quickly gulped for air as he pulled me beneath the waves. There was a short tunnel, and then suddenly we were up again, my eyes struggling to adjust to the pitch black of the cave.

I heard a small click and a flashlight turned on, flooding the cave with light. I looked around at the cavern and decided that we could definitely find a use for it. "It would be a great hiding place for valuable items or a place of refuge," Dave said, reinforcing my thoughts.

He lit some torches and I could see that it was a rather large cave, and that he had aready put some things in it. There was even a small cot against one wall, with dry blankets and everything. I smiled. It was almost too comical.

"So what do you think?" he asked.

"Hmm," I replied slowly. "Very interesting. Or are we talking about what I think about you?" I noticed he was sitting on the little cot, looking at me expectantly.

I made my way over to him, and sat on his lap, not caring to feel whether or not he was getting hard. I just wanted him to have a little something to think about. I ground my wet pussy against his leg and let my ass bounce a little off his chest.

"We should go, the others will be missing us," I said, and promptly jumped into the water, following the little tunnel back.

Once I rose on the sunny side of the water, I broke out giggling. I loved to play games, after all didn't men play games with women constantly? I was just having some fun too. It didn't hurt that Dave was awfully fine looking. I just didn't want to loose my bet with Janice so soon.

I was already a good distance to the shore, when I heard him splashing behind me. "Come on," I yelled. "Last one to the longhouse is a rotten egg." I felt like a little kid again. No more boundaries and regulations to hold me. It was a beautiful thing.
 
Edward stepped back. At last, it was finished! His boat was ready to take to the seas! Aah how he had missed sitting, and even sleeping, for hours on the rolling waves, his vessel securied in place by an anchor...

An anchor? Damn! He needed one of those! Looking around, Edward searched for something that would be suitable for holding his vessel in place, but not cause it to sink if he had it on board.
 
She didn't seem quite as impressed by my find as I did and came over to sit in my lap grinding her pussy against my leg before bounding off diving back into the water. I followed and soon we were making our way back to shore once again bathed in the sunlight.
 
At last! Edward had finally got everything he needed for his ship! He thaught a moment, running through the inventory. Boat, large leaves for shade, net, two sharpened poles, paddle, anchor (well, small bag of rocks, really), box. Excellent! Everything was set!

Moving behind his vessel, he shoved it down the beach and into the surf. Continuing to push, he moved his boat out until it was floating on the water, with no support from sand or underwater rocks. Satisfied, he climbed in and, grabbing the paddle, started to row the boat out to the main beach, knowing he would be in plain sight of everyone there, but also knowing that there was good fishing on these shores
 
Sarah

scribe_m said:
Johnathan thanked the woman and climbed up the ladder. He stood on the small deck, and held on to the mast. He assumed it was principly a one or two person boat, and peered at the ocean. The warm breezed caressed his body, and his manhood lazed in the wind. He looked at her, her soft face and muscular body. He thought her breasts looked a little firmer. His own influence, perhaps? Gripping the rail of the boat he kneeled, motioning her to do the same. "This is a very beautiful boat you have. Almost as beautiful as her captain. Please, do show me more."

OOC: http://www.glen-l.com/indexbdy.html

Scribe.

"She has a twelve foot beam and 34 foot water line. I used a V-frame multi-hull with a lift keel."

Sarah allowed him plenty of space as she watched him. She couldn't help but a admire the smooth roundness of the man's ass. His compact upper body rippled with his underlying strength as he effortlessly boarded her small sail boat.

She swiftly bounced up after him. And proudly began describing her creation. "I harvested the diesel engine from a wrecked Volvo at a local salvage yard back home. I had it overhauled by a very good friend. He built the driveshaft for me and designed its coupling to the propeller. He also helped me install it through the transom. We used the fuel tank from the small truck that had been totaled. It was only six months old. I gave everything several coats of paint of course."

Steps lead down to the slanted hatch. He followed her up the few steps to the small bridge.

"The hull, the bilge, and the floorboards are all American Ashe. The stem and the transom are solid honduras mahogany. The boom and mast, and most of the rigging are from a Dufour 38 that had been wrecked on a reef. A small boat restoration company sold them to me. They also threw in the cleats, a couple of cowls, an anchor, the all-round white light, and the red and green sidelights. I liked the idea of a wheel instead of a tiller for the sake of esthetics."

Her hand rested lightly on the small wheel and he has leaning lightly against the mast as he watched her.

OOC: LOL, I've never even been on a sailboat :confused: .
 
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I reached shore breathlessly, a few moments before he, and watched him swimming strongly towards me. His body looked amazing with the deep blue of the water sliding over and off it. I stepped closer to him, our feet still entwined in the flowing seawater.

"Are you mad?" I asked softly. "That I teased you back there?" I looked into his eyes, hoping that I would not find anger.
 
I could see her watching me as I made my way towards the shore as I had taken my time enjoying the swim back. Upon reaching the beach she was till waiting for me asking me was I mad because of her little tease. I looked at her with a big tender hearted smile before saying, "There is no way I would get mad at anyone for something like that. It was just fun and you have no obligation of that nature to me or anyone else on this island. I'm not here to get mad at people there is enough of that in the world. So don't worry about it and hey it really wasn't may intention of taking you there for me to make a move on you." I studied her face as I talked to her and let her get a good look into my eyes so she might know that she could depend on me. Though everything was ideal I had a sad feeling that sometime we all might face some crisis. Though I kept this hidden from everyone but always kept a watchful eye. I really didn't trust the drug lord on the other side of the island and felt we should have some plan but I wasn't the leader and kept my mouth shut. "Well, do you wanna join the others and see whats going on?" It was then that I realized that we were still standing there naked. "Maybe we should dress first what do you think?" I said, this and burst out laughing.
 
His eyes were soulful as he looked down at me, and I immediately began to feel as though I could trust him. Something that I had not done with a man since my big break-up.

Further down the beach I noticed Janice and Spycey surfing naked. "Janice sure knows how to pick 'em," I thought happily, before returning my thoughts to Dave.

"Do you want to go see what the others are doing?" he asked and I nodded.

"We should check up on James, and see how he's doing on the kitchen."
 
I dressed and then offered my hand to Aliyah as I turned towards camp. I wasn't sure if she would take it but what the heck it was a gentleman thing to do.
 
Spycey saw Janice lose her ballance. That was expected the first time, at least. She acted quickly, seeing it was too late to take control of the board. She slipped off the board and caught Janice as she toppled. Swimming far enough away to avoid injury from the board, she tucked Janice under her arm and towed her back to shore. Laying her on the sand, she knelt beside her and waited for her to cough the water from her lungs and catch her breath.
 
I blinked, and coughed. It wasn't so fun falling off the board, but being "rescued" by Spycey wasn't so bad. Taking a deep breath, I sat up, steadying myself by gripping her arm.

"Damn ..."

I coughed again.

"Guess I kinda suck at that, huh?"

I grinned, gazing at her....
 
Spycey smiled reasuringly, patting Janice's shoulder. "Nah! I fell off a few times myself! Remember how I got here?" She glanced down the beach and saw her board had safely washed up on the sand. She looked back at Janice, admiring her spunk. "Want to take a break, or try again? Or do you want to call it quits?"
 
I grin widely, shaking my head.

"I'm not going to give up. Let's try it again, til I get it right ... or drown trying."

I laugh softly, knowing that that won't happen. Just now, she acted quickly when I wasn't in real trouble, just lost my balance. I had complete confidence, that if I were in real trouble she'd act as quickly, or even faster.

I stand slowly, balancing myself against her and becoming quite aware of the closeness of her body....
 
hazel43 said:
Her hand rested lightly on the small wheel and he was leaning lightly against the mast as he watched her.

Johnathan walked up behind Sarah. He admired her knowledge, as well as her smooth, muscular body. He imagine his hands touching her shapely bottom, and feeling the sides of her torso. "This is a wonderful boat. Thank you for sharing with me." He gently placed his hand on top of hers on the wheel. His chest lightly touched her back. They shared a view of the ocean together, the blue waves licking the sandy beach. He took her other hand, and placed on the wheel. He was hardening, his stiffening rod almost touching the top of her beautiful hips. They gently rocked the wheel back and forth, his cheek touching the side of her head. They could hear the gentle roar of the waves as the wind breezed by their bodies.


Scribe.
 
Johnathan's hand engulfed the back of her hand and wrist. His breath tousled the small hairs on her neck. The skin on her chest and the inside of her breasts tightened as her arousal increased. His presence behind her felt soothing.

The boat shifted slightly, closing the gap between them. Their bodies met. His magnificent cock stroked against her hip. Her arm was lifted gently as he placed her other hand on the wheel in front of her. His lips caressed the back of her neck. Passionate heat rushed through Sarah's body. She pushed herself against him more firmly, drinking in the pleasure of his touch.

She moaned softly. Her open palm found his hard cock on her hip pressing it firmly against her...
 
Johnathan began slowly moving his cock back and forth against Sarah's hand. He could feel the light touch of her fingers along his shaft, a building sense of urgency in this timeless lackadasial paradise. He heard her moan, then began to nibble and lick her ear, his silent warm breath a different feeling than the warm ocean breeze caressing their skin. He then cupped one of her breasts, a mild squeeze when he thrust his cock in her hand. Another hand rested on her bottom, feeling her muscular, smooth skin. His cock became firmer as it hardened within Sarah's touch.


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"Mmmmm," her moans subsided as her desire for fulfillment took hold. She formed the words between gasps. "Can I show you my cabin?"
 
"Why yes, indeed, my sweet." As she turned around to face him, he gave her a passionate kiss. His hand rested behind her back, pressing her closer to him. His hand was on her back, caressing her buttocks. His hardening cock lay against her belly. "Show me your cabin. I want so see you there." His lips met hers, and their tongues entwined. He felt her naked bosom on his chest, her delicious tits massaging into him. His cock became a little harder.


OOC: Mmmm... bed. Thank you. Do what you would like with my character, okay? *kisses*
OOC: Woohoo! We're having vanilla sex for once. The clothespins are in the *other* thread. :rose:


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Emily awoke, the side of her face pressing against warm sand. "Uhhhhh...," she moans as she slowly opens her eyes, then quickly blinking as a palm frond overhead shifts, allowing pure, bright, sunlight to shine down on her face. She turns over, letting the sun shine down on her bare, sand covered skin. After a few moments, she opens her eyes all the way, and rolls back over and gets up on her hands and knees, crawling fully out into the sunlight.

Propping herself up by her arms, she sits there, eyes partially closed, bathing n the sunlight. She had no idea where her clothes were, even though she was sure she had at least a bikini and a wrap on when they started hitting the pot and rum. After a few minutes she rolls over, propping herself up by her elbows and letting the sun 'toast' her backside as well.

Head resting cupped in her hand, feet bounciung lightly in the sand, she looks out over the beach at the antics of everyone...
 
Sarah slipped her fingers around Johnathan's wrist, leading him down to the hatch. He heard her voice as she pulled it open. "Its only 6 feet deep so watch your head." Sarah turned aside to be sure he got in safely.

Thick matresses lined the floor beyond the mast. Three horses gallope towards the ceiling out of the furry bedspread. Three giant pillows lined the wall and two more lay on the far end of the bed.
 
OOC
Darren, aka Dare as he'll take any dare
22
male
180 lbs
5'7 3/4" (usually calls it as eight)
blue eyes
red hair, has a goatee
Bi, with a heavy leaning towards females


He has no idea how he got here. Got trashed one night at a friends party and woke up on the island in the boat he has called home since his father abandoned him at the age of 17, a boat he has very rudimentary skill piloting. The boat is filled with all kinds of this and that. A single brief note was attached, saying "Best of luck. This is the best place for you. With love, your father. "

His father knew of the island because he worked for the drug dealers side before dying of natural causes. Dare will probably be a fisherman. Hes talented but so far unmotivated and thus has done almost nothing with his life.

IC


*Dare wakes up groggily to the familiar rocking of his home. What he doesnt expect however is that all his toys are gone. Instead his little home is filled with hard rtions and stuff he had seen on Survivor episodes. He threads his way through the objects he has no idea where came from to go outside and see if a neighbor saw anything. Then he sees the note and the fact hes now nowhere near home*

Toto...I dont think we are in Kansas any more...

*He shrugs, thinking "What the hell, might as well check this place out. If need be I can always leave." as he sees the fire in the distance, -not- noticing his fuel tanks are all but empty and that there are none aboard. He strips to a pair of shorts and dives in, swimming the short distance to where he can walk in, to look for soeone who can tell him where he is*
 
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