The Island

[Balthezar]

OOC- I was wondering if there's anyone who would like to join a shipwrecked setting. I would prefer to keep it small and intimate, so preferably one or two female characters to my one male. Essentially, we'll have all been on a small plane that went down over the pacific. The few survivors managed to struggle their way to the shore of a nearby island.

IC- Jonathan struggled against the undertow as his feet touched solid ground for the first time. The waves still crashed against his back, and threatened to pull him back out to sea alternately, but he couldn't stop from letting out a shout of victory. he had lived!

Just an hour ago, he'd surfaced from where the "South Pacific Tours" plane had dropped into the sea. He remembered the other 20 or so passengers screaming, and then blackness as they jarred into the ocean. Jonathan wasted no time in acting. He checked two passengers who had been next to him, but felt no pulses. As he moved to see if anyone else was alive in the pitch black cabin, he heard water rushing towards him. It sweeped him into an empty seat, twisting his arm. The need to fight came over him however, and he grabbed a quick breath and dove towards the open door. If he didn't get out of the plane before it sank completely, he wasn't going to make it. Water fought him every step as it rapidly filled the cabin, but Jonathan was able to force his way through it. He dived into the open ocean and began swimming, ignoring the pain in his arm. When he looked back, under the starlight a few minutes later, he could see nothing but rolling waves. Squinting, he thought he saw land to the North and began to move.

Upon reaching dry ground, Jonathan fell to his knees, gasping for air. He was a handsome man, athletic build, with sandy blond hair and piercing blue eyes. He was a track star in college, but currently was cursing the spring break in which he'd been convinced to fly South pacific Tours. Sitting on the sand, he scanned the shoreline. He could see a piece of baggage a small distance down the shore, probably not his. He'd exhausted his luck supply for today. Resting a few more minutes, he struggled to his feet and began jogging. If there were any other survivors, they might need help.

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[sorceres]

IC: Chloe

I awoke from a restless sleep, to screaming and the plane being jarred this way and that. When suddenly there was a crash, then blackness. I was still trying to get my bearings when I was yanked from my seat, as the door of the cabin was blown off. Somewhere along the line I was hit on the head and all I felt was that I was floating. I tried to gasp for air but all I got was a mouthful of water. I began choking and trying to figure which way was up. I some how managed to reach the surface of the water and gasping for air I began to cough and choke.

I had no idea of what had just happened I just know that my head hurt and I wanted to sleep. The water was cold, and angry. I started to swim, not knowing just which direction I was heading but I knew somewhere in the depths of my mind that I had to keep moving or I would freeze, so I just kept swimming.

I felt something solid underneath me. I looked up and I was on land. Exhausted I collapsed on the beach not caring anymore. I just knew that I was hurt and bleeding, and then things faded to black once again.

 

[Balthezar]

It was a short while after Jonathan began running that he found the girl. At first, in the darkness, he almost missed her, the waves still spilling over her. He dashed to her, calling out, but she didn't respond. Fearing the worst, he fell to his knees beside her, searching desperately for a pulse. Sighing in relief when he found it, the young man next listened for her breathing. It was a bit ragged, sounded like there was some water in her lungs. Jonathan slowly moved her onto her side, patting her gently on the back. The reaction was immediate. The woman began coughing, stirring back into consciousness. She opened her eyes slightly and Jonathan comforted her.

"Easy there. You're ok. I want you to lie back and rest. We're safe here, for a while at least. My name's Jonathan."

The girl coughed a bit more before answering. "My name is Chloe."

"Ok Chloe. I want you to stay still. I'm going to move you away from the beach, so don't be alarmed when I pick you up. We'll need to find some shade from when the sun comes up..." Jonathan trailed off as he noticed she had passed out again. Sighing, he carefully gathered her in his arm and moved her to the trees further in the island. It only took him a few moments to find an adequate spot, and he laid Chloe down on the sand. Then, exhausted himself, Jonathan lay nearby and was unconscious himself within moments.

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[sorceres]

IC: Chloe

I woke up coughing and choking again, only this time I was looking into the most piercing blue eyes I had ever seen. I heard him say that his name was Jonathan, and I responded by coughing some more and croaking out that my name was Chloe. I don’t remember anything after that. I must have passed out again.



I finally woke up again wrapped in someone’s arms when I turned to look I saw the handsomest man I could ever remember seeing, and he was the one holding me. I noticed that he had sandy blonde hair and was very well built; he had strong muscles that were firm to the touch and very well defined. Not thinking I began running my hand along his chest and when I looked up I was looking into the same piercing eyes from the night before, and a smile a mile long. I could feel the heat begin to rise in my cheeks as I began to turn a bright crimson, which clashed with my flaming red locks. I apologized to him and sat up right in a hurry.

I heard the most sensuous laughter, and a hello. Once I had regained my composure I turned to him and said hello my name is chloe, and I’m sorry I don’t remember your name. He then told me that his name was Jonathan. He asked me how I was feeling. I told him I have felt better then I asked him what happened and where we were.


[Edited by sorceres on 03-28-2001 at 02:30 PM]

 

[mya]

Sandi - just drifting along

OOC-Feel free to drag me in if you are interested in my joining your Ship Wreck Adventure…otherwise, just let me drift by if you’d rather not. Either way I’ll have fun!!!

Sandi-IC-
Clutching my seat cushion tight, the yellow plastic inflatable life preserver chaffing at my neck line as I drift in the ocean’s current, frightened, cold, desperate and alone. I find myself alternately praying to the gods to let me live to see my family again, then praying that I’ll die sooner than later. The warm salt water of the ocean drying my skin and stinging in the gash on the back of my head. The straps of my bra rubbing raw against my skin with the help of the salt water. The hot sun high in the sky burning my bare arms and the top of my head. The glistening water making it impossible to see anything. No one else is near me.

I drift along in the water as thoughts and snippets of memories I wish I could forget flash through my mind. I remember my excitement at winning a trip to a tropical paradise from the local radio station. I wasn’t even trying to win, somehow I just miss-dialed the office on my cell phone. The DJ had a good laugh and told me I must be the luckiest person in the world. Yeah some luck I think…surviving, just barely, a plane crash. Suddenly the image of my 3 older sisters teasing banter plays through my head…"Woohoo Sandi. I hope you get even luckier (wink wink) on your holiday." And "be sure to tell us all the details, you know how exciting your single life can be to us old married gals!" And "we’ll be checking for tan lines…to see if you spend all your time on the nude beach". "If we just had your youth and looks, we’d be spending our time on a nude beach picking up men too!" And my sisters thought they were soooooooooooo funny. I am the youngest sister at 28, 5’8" tall, curvaceous, with blonde long hair and blue eyes and a fair complexion. My sisters liked to tease me that I was the milkman’s daughter because I look nothing like them. For all they good natured teasing, I love them to death.

Suddenly I see the flight attendant’s white face as she is talking into the mike…please put your life jackets on, and pull the cord. Then place your head between your legs and hold tight. Do not panic. We are in control. … The seat cushion is a flotation device…prepare to calmly exit the plane upon landing…I can’t remember the landing or how I got out of the plane. I only remember clutching my seat cushion tight…maybe the last two seats in the plane really are the safest I think.

My mind slips back to the present…God I’m thirsty…oh God I’m gonna die…a lone tear rolls down my cheek to meet the salty ocean. I wonder if there are sharks here…oh god. Forget the sharks think about something else I tell myself. My head hurts…my skin is crawling, my arms are exhausted. Where is everyone else?…Am I the only one alive?…my mind won’t stop thinking as I drift in the ocean current. A few pieces of debris float in the water following the same current I’m floating in. A brightly coloured Hawaiian shirt floats in the water a couple hundred yards away, obviously lost by one of the passengers and I struggle to kick my tired legs to swim towards it, finally managing to move close enough to snag it with my fingers. I drape it over my head and arms, providing a small amount of relief from the sun. I close my eyes, and rest my weary body. Where will I end up? Will I find land somewhere? Will a boat find me? Surely rescuers are looking for the plane, aren’t they?

 

[Balthezar]

Jonathan laughed a bit when he caught Chloe carressing his chest. Not that he minded at all, but all of the sudden, the ridiculousness of the situation hit him and he couldn't help but chuckle. She turned a beet red, and Jonathan felt a pinge of regret, but it it quickly passed when she asked about the crash. He sighed and began to relate his tale.

"As far as I can tell, our plane went down just a bit off the shore of this island. I don't know about you, but I think most people were killed in the crash itself. Everyone I managed to check before I had to swim myself was already gone. As for where we are, I honestly have no clue. We were supposed to be 'spending our fabulous vacation visiting uninhabited islands,'" he quoted from the vacation ad. "I imagine that it may be as long as two weeks before anyone even notices that we are missing. Until then, I imagine that we'll have to do the best we can to survive for ourselves." Jonathan laughed again. "Kinda makes me wished I'd watched that damn show now."

He rose to his feet, reaching out a hand to help Chloe up. "Now that it's daylight, we may wish to comb the beach for any other survivors. Also, we can check the few pieces of luggage that may have floated ashore. There may be something we can use." It was such a relief to have someone else here as well. The fact that it was an attractive young woman didn't hurt matters in the least. They left the shade into the hot tropical sun as they walked to the beach and began their search. It was going to be a bright day.

Jonathan and Chloe searched the beach, finding several luggage cases and boxes which they pulled to their makeshift camp, determined to unpack them later. Jonathan couldn't help but notice how stunning Chloe looked in the sun, remembering how she had been touching him this morning. The two began joking back and forth about how utterly accurate the vacation ad had been, and the inevitible comparisons between Gilligan's island. it was while they were joking that Jonathan spotted something out on the water. Squinting, for it was a good distance off, he thought he picked out a shape in the water. He asked Chloe about it, and she noticed the same. Pulling off what little remained of his tattered shirt, Jonathan began to wade into the water. "Stay here Chole, I'll check it out." Then he started swimming towards the brightly colored shape.

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[BigBadJohnLeroyBrown]

OOC: would you mind another male?

 

[Balthezar]

I would rather not, but thanks anyway. I'd like to try and keep it relativly small.

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[BigBadJohnLeroyBrown]

Np have fun

 

[mya]

Exhaustion begins to get the better of Sandi...

OOC - To Balthezar & sorceres: I’m not really sure you were ready for another post from me, but I wanted to get something posted tonight before bed. And thanks for "seeing" me in the water Balthezar! Sweet dreams to you both. mya
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IC - Sandi

My plastic yellow life jacket is flat now, punctured a while ago by a piece of airplane debris that bumped into me. I bob in the ocean more dead than alive, clutching tight to my flotation cushion, the only remaining thing that is keeping me afloat. Finally I drift into a light sleep partly due to exhaustion and partly to escape the harsh reality I have found myself in. I will not last much longer, death will surely claim me soon now.

In my dreams I am swimming in the ocean with a new found lover. My dream lover keeps an arm around my back as we snorkel in tandem as only new lovers would. I try to ease the pressure he is putting on the tender skin of my upper back beneath my bikini…the place rubbed raw on my back by my bra sneaks into my pleasurable dream even now. Still dreaming, my fantasy lover stops swimming and treads water, excitedly pointing to a spot a ways away. With a huge grin he exclaims "Look love, a dolphin coming to investigate, this is so exciting!" Try as I might to lift my head out of the water and see, I can not. My heart rate and respiration increase as I begin to panic. The noise I can hear in reality, a splashing noise again and again, getting closer and closer, is easily incorporated into my dream turning it quickly into a nightmare. Oh God, is that a shark? I can’t see it. It must be a shark. "Swim Sandi, swim!", I tell myself in my sleep.

As my nightmare continues, my drifting body stirs in the water…my arms flail and my feet are kicking, to no great effect, as I try to escape the quickly approaching "shark" in my nightmare. Water is splashing my face now as the noise is right beside me now…in my nightmare I just know the shark is going to bite me and I’m going to die.

Some noise is starting to penetrate my nightmare now, although I still am not awake. I hear a voice calling to me. In my dream I see a lifeguard nearing me…trying to save me by reaching me before the "shark". I flail harder trying to "swim" to him.

To the man approaching my dozing floating form in the water, he sees only a person in the throws of a panic attack. Someone closer to drowning than swimming. He swims harder trying to reach him/her in time. Can he do it?

 

[Balthezar]

Dammit! Jonathan cursed inwardly to himself, watching the form thrash about slipping from the debris they clung to. At least they were alive, a fact that relieved Jonathan to no end, but something was wrong. He was still several yards from the form when the person went under the water. In desperation, Jonathan put on a brst of speed and dove beneath the surface. Opening his eyes in the crystal water, he could pick out a woman slowly sinking. It seemed as if she was struggling against something, but she certainly wasn't trying to resurface. Swimming down, Jonathan wrapped his arms around her and kicked upwards.

As he cleared the surface, Jonathan scanned quickly and spotted the floatation cushion this girl had been clinging to. She was barely conscious, and murmuring something he couldn't quite make out over the splashing of the waves. Even worse, she was bleeding a bit, a cut on her head. Jonathan wasted no time. Blood would mean sharks, and he was in no position to wrestle with the ocean's greatest killer. He removed his shirt, hastily tying the cloth around the girl, and then to his arm. It was awkward, but he wasn't going to risk letting her drown if she was pulled from him by the waves. As he began swimming back towards the island, he laughed. If he kept saving lives, he was going to qualify for sainthood.

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OOC- Mya, please feel free to post whenever you wish. I usually review this at least once a day, but you don't need to wait for me. Have fun.

 

[sorceres]

IC: Chloe

I listened in earnest as Jonathan told me what he knew had happened, last night. I was terrified to think that we might be the only ones that might have survived that horrible crash. At first the thought of it might being two weeks before anyone started looking for us bothered me but then all I had to do was look into those blue eyes and I knew that we would be okay.

Jonathan said that since it was daylight now that we might comb the beach for more possible survivors, and check out some of the boxes and luggage for anything that might help us survive. Jonathan then rose to his feet and extended his hand to help me up. I reached up took his hand and felt that everything would be ok.

We ran down to the beach to begin our search, as of yet we found no survivors, but we did find several boxes and pieces of luggage that we carried back to our camp. We decided that we would go though them later, and headed back to the beach.

Jonathan and I began laughing and joking like old friends or even possibly new lovers. I noticed that Jonathan seemed very confident and the body on this man was one that belonged to one of my many fantasy men. I also couldn't help but notice that his approach was just as nice as his departure.

While we were joking and laughing Jonathan began looking out in the water and I followed his eyes and we saw what appeared to be a body in the water. Jonathan then pulled off the remaining bit of his shirt and told me to stay on the beach and he would check it out. I watched as he swam towards the shape in the water hoping against all hope that it was another survivor.

Jonathan was still a few yards away when the shape started to thrash about and then suddenly disappeared under the water, I saw Jonathan dive under the water. I waited for what seemed to be an eternity before I saw him surface again and this time he had from what I could tell a body in his arms. He then started swimming for the shore pulling the survivor with him. I waded out into the water to help bring them in once he got close enough to shore that I could help. I reached for the body and found that it was that of a very beautiful young woman. I helped Jonathan pull her up on to the beach. Once there Jonathan was about to collapse when he turned and smiled and said that she was bleeding from a cut on her head. I check it out and found that it was a pretty good sized gash and knew that if we didn't get the bleeding to stop we would loose her and that was not an option, so I pulled my shirt off and used it for bandages around her head. I told Jonathan that we needed to get her out of the sun and back to our little camp. Jonathan begin the hero of us scooped the young woman up in his arms and we took her back to camp. The job I did with my shirt was good for a short while but we really needed to see about getting that wound cleaned out. I told Jonathan that I thought I remembered bringing up a box that said first aide kit on it so I was going to check it out. I finally found the box and began searching thought it and found some peroxide and real bandages in it, to dress her wound properly. I took what I needed and went back to where Jonathan was and preceded to clean and dress the young woman’s wounds. Then all we could do was wait. It seemed like we were waiting forever before she finally started to come out of it. It had been at least 24 hours, before she started to come around.

 

[mya]

Sandi awakens

Sandi - IC

I slipped beneath the surface of the water as I dozed. Ahhh it felt almost a relief…quiet, cool, no more beating sun. Suddenly I was grabbed and pulled back out of the water. As the strong comforting arms wrapped around my sore and aching body, my nightmare vanished as quickly as it had started. Suddenly I was again with my dream lover, enjoying a playful romp in the water. He held me close like I was precious.

I mumble in my semi consciousness as he bound me to him. "Mmmmmmmmmmmm" I murmer with pleasure as my mind sees my dream lover playfully teasing me in the water, his arm between my breasts. Incoherent words leave my lips as I talk to my dream lover. "Again?" In my dream I laugh huskily, in reality it is merely a croak. I press my body closer to his arm…still dreaming. Dream lover carries me out of the water to the beach and lays me down gently on the sand. I snuggled down and slipped deeper into my dream, unaware of the care that Chloe and Jonathan were administering to my body.

My eyes open…it feels like I’ve been sleeping forever, and my body feels like it got hit by a truck. I feel disoriented waking up under the shade of several palm trees and a tarp that has been strung up between them. Slowly I sit up and look around as I lift my hand to my aching head and feel a bandage. There are several boxes and pieces of luggage stacked up around the camping site. There are two strangers near by, a beautiful red head and an athletic man with blonde hair. Suddenly the whole thing comes back to me about the plane crash and barely surviving.

"Who are you? Do you live here? Where am I? Did you find me here?" A million questions slip from my lips. The woman speaks first, "This is Jonathan and I’m Chloe, as far as we can tell we are the only 3 survivors from a plane crash. Jonathan found you in the water and pulled you to dry land. We’ve combed the beach and picked up all the things from the plane that have washed ashore. What is your name honey?"

I reply, "Hi, I’m Sandi. Thank you for rescuing me, I think!" I croak and laugh. Jonathan laughs, it is a sexy chuckle, finding humour even in such a difficult time. "Sandi eh? Well it’s always great to have Sandi at the beach!!!" Both Chloe and I laugh. Chloe knowing him better than I responds to the bad joke "That’s baaaaaaaaaaaad Jonathan, really bad. But we love you for trying to keep us laughing, don’t we Sandi?" "Ummm, yessss, I think," I say, not really knowing anything about these two people. "I’m pleased to meet you both. I just wish it could have been under different circumstances." I look down and see my badly burnt arms have been lathered in sunburn ointment. "Thank you for looking after me…my head and my arms. You didn’t happen to find anything to drink did you? I’m sooooooo thirsty."

"Of course, how dumb of us," Jonathan remarked as he moved to the biggest box, "we could hardly believe our luck when we found this crate. It is filled with bottled water and canned goods. Obviously they had planned to ensure we at least had water and wouldn’t starve on this vacation! Now that we are all awake, we will be able to check out this place better and look for fresh water and perhaps other food. With a bit of planning and luck, we should be able to survive until we are rescued. I was saying to Chloe that I figure we might be here a couple of weeks." Jonathan hands me a bottle of water. "WEEKS?" I exclaim, "well I’m glad you two found all this stuff, I hope it’s enough."

"My bra rubbed my body raw, I hope you won’t mind if I take it off" I say as my hands reach under my shirt, behind my back open the hooks and my bra falls loose. I wiggle and squirm and pull it out of the arm hole of my tank top. My 36 C breasts pop gloriously free under my shirt. "Ohh yeahhhhhhhhhhh that’s so much better," I moan at the true relief I am feeling as I throw the scrap of lace in the sand. I open the bottle of water and toss my head back and drink greedily, a small amount of water slipping down my chin and lands on my white tight tank top right over one nipple. I don’t really realize that it makes my shirt transparent, but I look up and catch both of your pairs of eyes on me. I blush and even after all I’ve been through, my nipples harden as I realize the scrutiny I am under. Jonathan’s eyes are the most gorgeous blue I have ever seen, and from the look smoldering in his eyes he sure looks like a man hungry for more than food. He sure is cute! I laugh a bit nervously and push myself to stand up. I’m a bit wobbly, but not too bad. I raise my arms over my head and stretch deep and long, working some kinks out. The motion causes my shirt to tighten over my hardened nipples prominantly displaying my breasts. I see both of your tongues lick your lips unconsciously. "So you two haven’t managed to find any pools to bath in yet have ya? I feel so dirty and salty. I nice hot tub would be great right now! Maybe you found some clothes? Fresh clothes would be great…but no bra! Although Jonathan I must say, going shirtless certainly works for you! Perhaps we’ll have to do the same eh Chloe?" I take a better look at Chloe with the beautiful red hair. It is such a beautiful shade I can’t help but wonder if it is natural. I’m sure I’ll find out before we’re rescued I think to myself.

"So what’s next you two? You’ve obviously worked your butts off toting all this luggage and stuff here. Do we look for a fresh water stream or fruit or something? Do we try to make a signal fire? Maybe right an SOS in the sand or something? Whatever will we do to keep ourselves busy? I for one will forego swimming in the ocean for fun! I’ve had quit enough of that for now at least! I’ll take my baths standing in ankle deep water from now on!" I chuckle at my own sick humour. I finally shut up as I realize I’m probably making a fool of myself with all my chatter. I look back and forth from Jonathan to Chloe as I ask one final question "do you two have any ideas?" I catch a smoldering look from Chloe as she eyes Jonathan’s rock hard gorgeous body…her eyes slip from the top of his head, down his body, resting momentarily on his crotch. My eyes follow, and I realize Jonathan is well "built" all over. I gulp and my own tongue slips from between my dry lips to wet them slowly as I check him out also.


[Edited by mya on 04-01-2001 at 12:13 AM]

 

[Balthezar]

IC-

It was a releif when Sandi finally awoke. As would be imagined, she had quite a few questions that she wanted answered, and he and Chloe did their best to answer them. Sandi seemed satisfied as much as could be expected and asked if we had any ideas about what to do in the meantime.

Jonathan could think of about a thousand different things he'd like to do, especially when Sandi started stretching, pulling her shirt tightly against her lovely breasts. It had certainly been difficult enough with just Chloe around, as once they were out of danger, he began to notice just how attractive his new companion was. Now that Sandi too was up and about, his erection had become almost painful, popping through the pants that were quickly becoming ragged. Taking a deep breath, he winked under the smoldering gazes of the two women and spoke, "I think I can come up with something to do. Follow me." He waited for them to prepare, and then led them off to again.

When they finally stopped, it was at a small river that seemed to flow from deeper in the island. Jonathan had come across the fresh water while searching during the night and made a note of it. With all the vegetation, he knew there had to be a source of fresh water on the island somewhere, and following the stream a bit further would lead to it. As he turned of again, fending off questions, he could hear the women talking among themselves, occasinally dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. Blushing, Jonathan continued walking.

A short walk later proved Jonathan correct. He came upon a large pool, intp which a small waterfall emptied. It seemed the water sprang forth from this cliff face, running down almost a hundred feet before craching into the lagoon. Smiling Jonathan reached down, tasting a bit of the water. "Well, ladies, it's fresh. Clean too, so it seems we have our bath for the next few weeks."

"Well, that's quite the relief! I was starting to feel so dirty," replied Sandi, and Jonathan laughed out loud. She blushed a bit, then joined in, Chloe not far behind. The innuendo, it seemed, was not lost on anyone. Turning, Jonathan took a deep breath, and went for broke. Stripping his pants off, his erect member finally slipping free, he tossed his pants aside and dove forward into the water. Resurfacing, he turned to the two, smiling broadly. "Coming? The water's amazing!"

 

[mya]

Sandi - in the lagoon

Sandi - IC

Jonathan had something in mind when he said "Follow me". Both Chloe and I looked at each other, shrugged our shoulders and I said "I’m game". Chloe said "Me too". And we both tromped off into the jungle after Jonathan. We were both following, enjoying the sights…the flowers, Jonathan’s ass, the sunshine, Jonathan’s ass, the cliffs in the distance, Jonathan’s ass. Chloe and I lagged a bit behind Jonathan and she asked quietly, so he could not hear, if I’d noticed his tenting pants at all. I laughed and nodded my head yes…she laughed too. To Jonathan’s credit he never turned around, he just kept walking…of course that could be because he had a raging hard-on and was embarrassed. I whispered back "he sure is cute, I wouldn’t kick him out of my bed for eating crackers!" Chloe made some comment back about if I was kicking him out to be sure to kick him into her bed. I grinned and said, "for sure, but something tells me we might have to share!"

With that we’d reached a river. Jonathan had found it during the night and it was clean and clear. "Oh this is a very good thing…we won’t have to worry about fresh water for drinking at least", I commented. Jonathan led the way up stream, and we followed in silence, enjoying the sites, or our internal thoughts. We rounded a bend and came upon the most beautiful waterfall I’d ever seen. It was like something from the vacation guide I’d seen before leaving on this trip…cool clear water, splashing white where the waterfall landed in the pools of the crystal clear lagoon. Lush green vegetation everywhere and birds singing. I took a deep breath into my lungs, my breasts pressing once again against my shirt, and the air smelled so very clean and invigorating.

"Well, ladies, it's fresh. Clean too, so it seems we have our bath for the next few weeks." Proclaimed Jonathan. I was in terrible need of a bath and responded without thinking saying "Well, that's quite a relief! I was starting to feel so dirty." And then I blushed, as I realized what I’d really said. It was indeed the truth but I hadn’t meant to say it out loud! Oh well, both Chloe and Jonathan laughed it off. It was good to find out they both had a good sense of humour and a quick whit.

Then much to Chloe’s and my surprise (and delight), Jonathan simply took his pants off, seemingly totally comfortable with his nudity, even with a hard-on, executing a perfect dive into the depths of the water. He came up grinning and asked "Coming? The water's amazing!"

I was itching to continue with the sexual innuendo that I had innocently started, and being the big flirt that I am I simply could not resist…"Coming?" I inquired. "You are asking us if we are coming? From the lovely show you just put on, isn’t it us who should be asking you that Jonathan?" Chloe and I both laughed full tummy laughs and Jonathan’s grin got even bigger. It was wonderful to know we could find humour after the ordeal we’d been through, or maybe because of the ordeal, we enjoyed the humour more.

I reached down with both arms crossed in front of me, grabbed the hem of my tank top, and raised my hands above my head. In one fell swoop I’d bared my upper body completely. I noticed that Jonathan remained out in the middle of the lagoon treading water lazily, with that huge grin, and enjoyed the show. My very white 36C breasts, glistened in the warm sun, my large dark nipples immediately pebbling with the excitement of stripping naked in front of strangers. I kicked my running shoes off as I reached down and unbuttoned the fly of my white cotton jeans. I stripped my jeans and my white silk underwear off all at once, baring my blonde bush, certainly to Jonathan, and I’m sure to Chloe also. I leaned over, my breasts swinging gently, and tugged my socks off. All of my white clothing was very dirty. I’d have to think about washing it soon, or looking for other clothing. For now, I decided my body was first priority. That combined with being a bit embarrassed at my nudity, I quickly walked to the water. And I did walk in one step at a time, careful to retain my footing, and careful to keep both feet on the ground. I wasn’t kidding about now wanting to "swim" again so soon after my ordeal. Once I get into the water up to my breasts, I stop moving any further into the water, and Jonathan is still out in the middle. My extremely hard nipples are floating right around the water level, peeking (and peaking) out again and again as the water laps against my skin. "Ahhhhhhh this feels soooooo good…I really needed that." The cool waters against my hot pussy feel wonderful and I am amazed how good skinny dipping feels. "This is my first time," I jest, "be gentle," I joke. And then quickly clarify with a grin, "skinny dipping that is!"

I swish my arms in the water…it feels so good. "Come further Sandi" Jonathan calls out. "Nope, I’m too afraid to do that" I call back. "Perhaps Chloe will join you out there, I can bathe right here!". I turn and see Chloe still on the bank. "He’s right Chloe, the water is wonderful, come on in!"

I look down and realize the water is very clear, my body is clearly visible even beneath the water. I quickly take advantage and study Jonathan’s body through the water. Oh yeah, that man is built. I look up into his eyes…gosh they are such an incredible blue, they just want to pull you in, I think. I feel my body getting aroused at the sight of him. Forgetting my fear of the water I dunk my head back, trying to cool my thoughts and my body…my breasts raise up like two islands in the stream. Two hard peaks asking to be scaled…I lay back, not noticing that at least one if not both of my companions are devouring my nipples with their eyes. I let my feet come off the ground, floating freely on my back, knowing I can put my feet on the ground any time I want to. My tummy and knees and toes poke out of the water. Every once in a while I arch my back and let my mound savour the warmth of the sun on top of the water. Mmmmm…it feels just like a lover’s teasing touch, if I didn’t know better I’d think the touch was real. I put it down to my lustful thoughts making my active imagination work over time. I float freely, enjoying the freedom of being alive, and naked, and clean, totally unaware of where I’m floating and if I’m near anyone or anything.

 

[Balthezar]

Just a quick bump for the moment. Sor, if you haven't replied by tomorrow, I'll just write your character into any scene that pops up ok? ;-)

B

 

[sorceres]

ooc

sorry guys been sick will tyr to post by tomorrow night
feel free to write me in and i will pick up from there

 

[Balthezar]

It's NP Sor, I don't mind waiting if it's ok with Mya as well. Get better. ;-)

B

 

[mya]

OCC-I do not mind waiting either. Get better Sorceres.

 

[Balthezar]

Watching Sandi strip down to join him in the pool, Jonathan smiled and watched as Chloe bagen to do the same. The sexual banter continued back and forth until after Sandi, and then Chloe had entered the water and both lay back, letting the water wash away the stress of the past few days. Jonathan joined them, reveling in the sounds of water tumbling over rocks and birds singing among the trees. "You know," he said to himself, "It seems this vacation may turn out even better then I first thought."

"Oh really, and why is that Johnathan?" came Chloe's voice from above him. Startled, he let his feet touch ground again, drawing up to meet her. Chloe was a very attractive woman, red hair (natural he noticed as he looked her over) with a firm body. This did not help Johnathan to act modest, his cock springing to attention as he stood before her, it's 9 inches cresting out of the water. He stammered, and tried to remain nonchalant as he answered.

"Well, honestly, I hadn't expected, in my wildest dreams to have been skinny dipping with two gorgeous women at any point during this journey," he smiled a bit, to let her know he was joking with his next comment, "Especially when they both owe their lives to me." Chloe smiled and drew closer, swirling her finger in the water near Jonathan's erect member.

"Did you hear that Sandi," she called "It seems like our savior comes with a price? What do you think would be an adequate repayment?"

B

 

[mya]

Sandi (and Chloe) - start repayment

"Well Chloe, there are several ways we could look at this. Some cultures believe that since Jonathan saved our lives, I guess they belong to him, so he can have or take what he wants when he wants." I move closer to the two of them, noticing Chloe’s hand trailing in the water, edging dangerously close to his hardened cock, and smiling at her. I move behind Jonathan, and suddenly wrap my arm gently but firmly around his neck, hugging him close. I’m shorter than Jonathan, so my breasts press against his back, and my pussy against his ass, and my chin rests on his shoulder from behind, and my feet barely touch the ground. I hold that position, neither moving away, or exerting anymore force. "Or I suppose I could try to drown him and you could save him and you’d at least be even." I laugh softly, seeing Chloe’s grin as she says "well yes, I guess we could do that, but that wouldn’t be nearly as much fun."

"Well fine, then I guess we have nothing left but to either let him control us, or since there are two of us, we can take control of Jonathan." Chloe’s grin widens, "Now you’re talkin’ Sandi. Let me drive first," she quips. Her trailing fingers quickly wrap themselves around Jonathan’s cock. I smile, and while keeping my naked and excited body pressed against his back, I loosen my hold on his neck and slide my hand down his chest to touch his hard pecs, caressing them with the flat palm of my hand. As my palm slides across from the right to the left, my fingers trail over his little pebbled male nipple. I grasp the nipple gently between my thumb and finger. Alternately I roll the nipple softly between my fingers, then pull it firmly. My tongue reaches out to trace the shell of Jonathan’s ear, as Chloe’s hand slowly strokes the length of his cock. "I’m feeling a little tired still," Chloe says, "I think I might have to sit down in this lovely cool clear water and refresh myself." I shiver against Jonathan in excitement, as my mind already realizes the exact position her mouth will be in once she’s lowered her body. "Ohhhhhhhhh yessss," I murmur against Jonathan’s damp ear, "do sit down Chloe, take a load…" my tongue suddenly buries into Jonathan’s ear and then returns to my own mouth again as I finish my sentence "off". I blow softly across Jonathan’s damp ear, feeling the delightful shudder through his body pressed so close to mine. Finally, I whisper directly into his ear, loud enough for Chloe to hear, "will you accept this as at least a partial payment oh brave and mighty savior?"

 

[Balthezar]

Jonathan (accepting)

(Sorry, forced to be a short post today, I think something is going around)

Jonathan sighed in pleasure as the two gorgeous women continued with their back and forth banter. Indeed, they were so sexy in their innuendo that it as just turning him on more and more for what he saw coming. He gasped a bit and sighed in delight as Sandi pressed against him, fondling his body. Chloe, on the other hand, had moved into the water in front of him, still caressing his cock with her hands, the water lubricating her strokes.

"Will you accept this as at least a partial payment oh brave and mighty savior?" came the words, whispered into his ear. Chloe looked expectantly up at him, and Sandi had frozen in osition. They were waiting for him.

"I think I can find this acceptable," he nodded, smiling. Chloe returned the smile, and without warning, swooped down, her mouth enveloping his cockhead. Jonathan groaned in delight.

"Well," whispered Sandi, still licking his ears and neck, "I guess the only question now is whether we'll be able to make it all up to you. We only have a few weeks after all." Jonathan just smiled...

 

[sorceres]

IC: Chloe

I wait for Jonathan's response to Sandi's question. Once he states that he finds our proposal acceptable, without any warning I swoop down and take his mighty cock in my mouth and begin to slowly tease it. Flicking the tip with my tongue using very light butterfly flicks around the edge of the head. When Jonathan begins to moan ever so softly, once again I swallow his cock only this time I took it all in. Using the muscles in the back of my throat I began to stroke him. Then without warning I pulled back and just teased the tip once again. I just kept this up for what I am sure to Jonathan was eternity.

While I was taking care of Jonathan's cock Sandi was doing her part by teasing him with words and the softness of her body starting to rub against his. I would look up occasionaly to see the effect we were having on him, and was pleases to see the torture we were putting him through.





OCC:Sorry for the late posting but I told you that I would be back, and that I would just jump in wherever. I'm back.

[Edited by sorceres on 04-10-2001 at 08:50 PM]

 

[mya]

OOC message only I'm afraid

OOC - I just got home and it's late, so I don't think I'll get a chance to post tonight. And I'm going out tomorrow night also, but if I get home early enough I will post then, otherwise I'm afraid it's going to be Thursday night for me. Feel free to continue the story and I'll jump in. Or I'll definately post Thursday night if not before.

Sweet dreams both of you...hope you feel better soon B!

 

[Balthezar]

Jonathan

ooc-NP Mya, we'll be eagerly awaiting your return.

Jonathan moaned loudly, feeling Chloe mouth wrapped around his dick, pulling back and moving forward in a rythmic pattern. he could feel himself hit the back of her throat, her muscles contracting in waves of pure pleasure. He reached behind, beginning to rub Sandi's legs and up to her ass as she pressed against him. He could feel her tongue moving across his skin, slight nibbles raising goosbumps upon him.

This was heaven.