Gilligan's Island... 2005 Version

After the meeting is adjourned, the Professor escorts Ginger and I back to Ginger's cabin. Once inside, the Professor pushes Ginger against the wall with an aggressive yet tender force, pressing his body firmly against her's as he presses his lips to her's and kisses her deeply and passionately.

I can hear Ginger moaning softly as she feels the Professor's cock pressing up against her body. Very slowly, they break the kiss and both turn to me, walking towards me. I wasn't exactly sure what to expect, but I could tell from the look of hunger in their eyes that it was going to be a very, very long but pleasurable night in store for the three of us.

Ginger stands in front of me, telling me how she wants me to try her favorite position first as she's undressing me slowly. The Professor gets on the bed, laying on his back... his cock standing at full attention. I found myself mesmerized by the size of his cock, the rigidness, the form... such a beautiful piece of structure standing tall and proud.

Ginger kissed me tenderly on the lips as she took my hands in her's and walked me to the bed, telling me to just relax and enjoy. She whispered in my ear telling me to straddle the Professor's chest. I done exactly as I was instructed to do; still not knowing exactly what to expect. The Professor placed his hands on my hips and slowly pulled me closer to his face, flicking his tongue as he looked up into my eyes. I could feel my pussy becoming wetter and wetter from the sexual atmosphere surrounding the three of us.

He tenderly begin to lick my lips of innocence, running the tip of his tongue from bottom to top, right through the slit of my virgin pussy. "Mmmmmmmmm yessssssss" I started moaning softly as I felt my body giving in to the pleasure he was giving me. Before I even realized what I was doing, I was pressing my pussy further against his face in search of more.

Ginger kissed me tenderly and passionately, our tongues slowly dancing around each other's as I felt our bodies melting and becoming one. The pleasure the Professor was giving me was increasing to a feverish pitch as Ginger and I slowly broke the kiss, with her positioning herself behind me between the Professor's legs. I could see from the mirror in the cabin that Ginger was giving the Professor one hell of a blow job, teasing his cockhead with her tongue as she swirlled her tongue around it before parting her lips and taking his cock inside her pretty and sexy mouth.

The Professor was moaning, sending vibration after vibration against my throbbing clit. I was trying to be as quiet as I possibly could, hoping the Howell's didn't hear us like we've been hearing them all night long.

I could feel my orgasm building, but the Professor stopped..... He and Ginger changed my position, laying me on my back, my legs spread wide. The Professor positioned himself between my legs, teasing my clit and pussy with his hard cock, rubbing it, sliding his cock up and down. Ginger took his cock in her hand and guided the head just inside me. I froze as if time stood still. This was the moment I had been saving myself for and the time was now to say good bye to Miss Goody Two Shoes and enter into the world of womanhood.

The Professor thrust inward a few times nice and slow. Each thrust going deeper inside me until it met the thin barrier that had never been broken. Ginger leaned over me, kissing me once again with yet even more passion just as the Professor pushed against the barrier, breaking the hymen and driving it all the way home.

I noticed a slight burning sensation, but that only last for a few seconds and soon I was lost in total xtacy, thrusting my hips upward to meet his every thrust. He felt soooooo big inside my tightness, almost as if he were going to split me into.

Ginger took my hand and guided it between her legs. "Mmmmmmmmm" I moaned as I touched my first pussy, other than my own. I began to touch her and caress her sweetness just as if I were touching myself. Her skin was so soft and smooth, so wet and juicy. Goddddddddddddd how I wanted to taste my first taste of pussy and I wanted it to be Ginger's.

The Professor was grinding his cock deeper inside me, pushing it in, holding it still as I began to thrust upward fucking him instead. I could feel my FIRST orgasm approaching and I knew I wasn't going to last long. Ginger pulled away from me briefly and straddled my face. I could see her sweet pussy staring back at me as she lowered herself on top. Smelling the juices flowing as she drew nearer to me. Her pussy lips glistening with the nectar that was awaiting my lips and tongue.
 
Gilligan and I had been friends for many a year and we were probably closer than most. I knew Gilligan was still a virgin and that he was extremely shy around women. I was some what worried about my little buddy being stranded on an island with the beauty of Mrs. Howell, Maryanne and Ginger. Not really knowing how Gilligan would respond to any sexual advances if any were made towards him. I know how MOST all American men would react, but this was my little buddy I'm talking about.

Just as I told my little buddy good night, he decided he had some questions he needed to ask me in confidence. He admitted to me that he felt himself becoming aroused when he saw Maryanne and Ginger, but there was something else.

"Gilligan... just spit it out, little buddy." I finally had to tell him. I knew he was shy but good grief, this was ME he was talking to. He begin to tell me how when he was eye to eye with the Professor's hard cock that it gave him a tingling feeling in his groin, asking me if this was normal for him to feel that way.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh." I thought, my little buddy possibly having some bi-sexual tendancies???

"Well... little buddy... let me see if I can explain this to you without confusing you."

"You've never been with a woman and I know you've never been with a man, so I think it's natural for you to feel a bit turned on, even if it IS another man's cock you're looking at."

"I suggest you have sex with a woman FIRST and see how you like it. You may find out afterwards that seeing a man doesn't excite you, and you might still be some what curious about it."

"There IS something about this island that is very erotic, very sensual and sexual... and well... little buddy... I must admit... I think everyone tonight has had an affect on me, too."

"Any more questions, little buddy?? If not... we need to get some sleep while we can."
 
Gilligan

I listen to the skipper, he's usually right.
"Skipper if you think it best, but how do I get a girl "yawn" interested in me. It never seems to work out for me. I always seem to end up alo...zzzzzzz."
 
Luvey

There must be something in the air, we have all turned into sex maniacs. At least Thurston has. As I follow him down the steps to our cabin, he is already taking my robe off. As we enter the small room, the largest on the ship, but still small compared to our bedroom suite at home, he pushed me down onto the bed on all fours and entered me from the rear. For a man that had just spent himself fifteen minutes ago on his robe, I was getting seriously worried about Thurston. Even when he was younger he was never like this.

He brought me to orgasm twice in this position then flipped me onto my back, straddled my chest and slid into my throat. I could taste my juices on him, not a taste I liked but I did like the taste of him. He thrust back and forth repeatedly, pushing down further each time, until all of him was stretching my throat. Thurston may only be 5'8" but he is not a short man elsewhere. His hands were on the wall above the bed and his hips were pumping fast, making me struggle for breath, when he orgasmed his moan filled the room. There was no way the others couldn't have heard it.

He flipped down on the bed gasping for air, while I finished swallowing so I could breathe. He was breathing hard as he lay there and I turned onto my side to make sure he wasn't having a heart attack.

"Thurston, dear, are you all right? If I didn't know better I would swear you were on some kind of drug. What is it with this island?"

Just then I heard some moans coming from Ginger's room which was almost as large as ours. I started to get up to go to her aid when I heard a man's moans. Settling back I thought, "Oh, the Professor and Ginger have hooked up together. That is nice, now they won't be feeling so alone any more. I don't know what I would have done if my dear Thurston had missed this trip."

"OH my!" I could feel my eyes get as big as saucers when I heard a second woman's moans coming from the room. "I guess MaryAnn learned about life tonight. I know she had said something about being a virgin and saving herself for her husband. I hope she doesn't regret losing her virginity. What is it about this island?"

"Thurston? Again?!! Oh my."
 
Oh I had a wonderful time sucking on the Professor but first things first, Miss Maryanne needed a man and well the Professor was the one that turned her on so why not be the one to really turn her on.

When that cock pushed into her pussy I nearly wet myself. Damn, I might have to go prowling you know. But the mere sight was what kept me glued to the room. So if I am watching why not get a little handling ;)

Getting really wet from Maryanne's finger exploration, I decided to have a little tongue action myself. So I put my best asset at Maryanne's mouth and she just started to lick away.

"Ohhhhhh. yessssss.... mmmmmm...aaaahhhhhhh, that tongue." Maryanne might be a beginner but damn she is good at licking.

I don't remember much except the Professor letting out a noise and his cum spewing all over the place. I licked it off of Maryanne happily as she licked her fingers.

"Ohhh Maryanne this tastes really nice." I muttered.

The Professor was looking a little worn and Maryanne was basking in that after glow, so I decided to do some prowling. I snuck over to the Skipper's room and whispered gently "Gilligan, I need some help please..."

Poor Gilligan he looked soo sleepy but maybe I could coax him to Maryanne's room to take care of my little problem. ;)
 
The Professor was thrusting inside me deeper.... harder... Ginger was now sitting directly on top of my face, my tongue exploring my very first pussy. "Mmmmmmmmmm" was all I could mumble as my tongue started darting in and out of her, licking up to her clit and flicking back and forth across it.

I could feel Ginger grinding her pussy downward even more as the Professor would push his cock in as deep as he could.

The Professor kept encouraging me to eat Ginger's pussy as he continued fucking me, telling me just how tight my pussy was and how good it felt on his cock. I really think him watching me lapping away at Ginger's pussy was egging him on even more.

"Aaaahhhhhhh Goddddddddddd I'm gonna cummmmmmmmmm" the Professor shouted as he starting shooting his cum deep inside me while trying to pull out at the same time. I coulf feel his cum squirting all over my pussy, tummy and tits. Ginger lowered her face and slowly starting licking the trail of the Professor's cum from my tits all the way down to my pussy, telling me just how yummy it tasted.

The Professor collapsed beside me on the bed, cuddling close, catching his breath. I could feel Ginger's hips bucking on my face as her hot pussy poured all its sweet nectar on me, lapping up every single drop.

Ginger mumbled something about needing more as she quietly got off the bed and headed towards the cabin door. I heard her mumble something about Gilligan. I turned to look at the Professor and he must have heard her, too. All he could say was "Tonight might be Gilligan's lucky night" and then chuckled out laughing.

Just as Ginger closed the door behind her, the Professor and I heard Mrs. Howell screaming out... "Thurston, again??" Poor Mrs. Howell... if she was walking funny the next day, at least we'd all know why.

The Professor wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer to him. Our eyes locked on each other's as our lips drew nearer to each other's lips. We kissed softly at first with the kiss gradually growing with passion. He pulled me over on top of his body, whispering "I'm not sleepy" and then giving me a devilish grin. I just simply smiled at him and whispered back, "I'm not either" leaning in to kiss his lips once again.
 
I was laying there asleep, thinking of all that it would take to repair the Minnow and get everyone off this island and make sure we were all safe. My little buddy was snoring away.

I heard the cabin door open and glanced to see who it was. "Ohhhh my" I thought. There was Ginger sneaking in the cabin. I felt my cock twitching at the sight of her. I was so certain she had come in there for me, but man was I mistaken.

She went to where Gilligan was sleeping, shaking him and I heard her whispering that she needed some help with something.

Not sure what she needed help with, but I did know that I'd love to be able to help her out with ANYTHING that beautiful and sexy creature needed.

I pretended to be asleep, just to see what would happen next. She finally woke my little buddy up and he stuttered as he saw her over him.

"Uh... uh..... SKIPPERRRRRRRR....... SKIPPERRRRRRRRRRRR..... Uhhhhhh... Ginger needs some help." He screamed out in a shaken voice.

"Huh?? Whattttt???" I asked, sitting up, stretching and letting out a fake yawn. "What's wrong, what can we help you with, Ms. Ginger?" I asked as if I had just waken up from a sound sleep.

I noticed the look in her eyes and what I saw was a woman in lust. A woman who was hungry for a MAN'S cock and needed to be fed. "Skipper and Gilligan at your service, Ma'am" I said as I stood up from the cot I was sleeping on, walking over to Ginger.

My cock was already beginning to grow with anticipation of the thought of Gilligan and I having this beauty queen along with the thought of it being my little buddy's FIRST time.
 
Gilligan

I wake up to Ginger's gentle shaking.
I hear and see the skipper get up, offering our services.
I sit up in my hammock.
"What's wrong Ms. Grant"
With that she puts her hand on my knee and says "nothing hun, but I want both of you to come with me"
The Skipper looks like the cat who swallowed a canary, I'd love to know what's going on, we follow Ginger to Maryanne's room.
Ginger enters the room, gently takes me to the bed and sits me down on it. She gives me a kiss on the forehead and says stay right there.
She walks over to the Skipper places her hand on his chest and whispers in his ear, she's there for a little bit as they talk in whispers.
She ends the conversation by kissing the Skipper and grabbing his privates. Wow!!!
She turns she looks at me and smiles, she walks up to me and says, "Tonight Gilligan you become a man"
Ghe gently kisses me on the lips, she slowly spreads my lips with her tongue, I instinctively back off a little.
Ginger gently puts her hand behind my head and holds me still, she slides her tongue in my mouth, my eyes are wide open, her's are shut.
I look over at the Skipper, arms folded, leaning against the wall with a huge smile on his face.

Ginger french kisses me more, I like it. I kiss back, she steadies me and guides me. Appearently there are finer points to kissing she's showing me.
I'm getting hard, my pants are really tight. Ginger senses I'm getting excited, she runs her hands down my shirt and feels my cock through my pants,
she let's out a soft moan and starts to unbuckle my belt, she pulls down the zipper and then starts to remove my pants.
I'm as hard as a rock. She pulls her dress off, drops it to the floor and kneels down to pull the pants off my legs.
With that she smiles and slides gracefully in between my legs. I'm in shock, what is she doing, she's putting my dick in her mouth, she's sucking it.
Oh, god does that feeeeeellll, Oh, Nooooo, I'm cummmmmingggggg ARRRRRRGGGHHHHHHH. I flood her mouth with cum and she swallows it all.
The Skipper snorts a laugh and says "well that didn't take long little buddy", Ginger turns and shoots him a disapproving look, the skipper looks down
shuffles his feet and tries to wipe a smile off his face. Ginger looks at my cock, She says, "By the way Skipper, there's nothing little about Gilligan".
Ginger looks at me as she gets up and says "that's okay honey", she lays me down on the bed and crawls on next to me to hold me.
She gently massages my cock and balls and says, "let's just give you a few minutes to rest and we'll try again.
She asks if I enjoyed her sucking me off and I said, "yes, did I do okay", she gave me a big smile and kiss and said "now you wait right here while
I put a smile on the captains face, he's been very patient"....
 
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Professor

Oh, what a night. Glad I had my self snipped last year. At least I won't get her pregnant.
She's definately not a virgin now. I lay there gently kissing her as she lays on top of me looking down at me.
She's smiling a big devilish smile at me and slightly squirming on me, I think she's just a little bit happy.
She asks me about Ginger, "Ginger french kissed me after licking up your cum.
I tasted it and it seemed kind of nice, was that your cum?"
Having tasted my cum and the cum of a couple of my friends, I knew what she was tasting.
I smiled and asked her.
"Maryanne, would you like to try sucking me off? I'd be glad to help and show you how" You ever hear of the
sixty-nine position? It's a lot of fun."
Maryanne's pussy still has plenty of cum in it. I'm thinking I get a little taste of cum and I get sucked off. So much for any sleep.
I can see Maryanne is curious, she nods her head, smiles. She leans down to kiss me again, long, slow and passionate.
Her hands running through my hair as I pull her even tighter as I gently rub her back from her shoulders to her ass...
We hear Gilligan scream "I'm cumming!" Maryanne and I both start laughing. Maryanne says "Well, I guess we're out of virgins." I laugh and say, "Looks like Ginger found someone to do." I lick my finger and draw an imaginary "one" in the air. "That's one for Gilligan"
 
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I laughed at the Professor as he drew the imaginery "one" for Gilligan in the air. "Ooohhhhh is that how you men keep score?" I just couldn't resist asking him that question as I smiled at him.

He grabbed me, rolled me over onto my back and said "No, baby... THIS is how we keep score" and then he kissed me long, deep and hard. His hands caressing my body as they made their way to my breasts, rolling my hard nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.

"Now... how bout that sixty-nine position?" the Professor asked me as he winked at me. I bat my eyelashes at the Professor, switching to that good ole southern accent "Why... whatevea do you mean, Professor??? Little ole innocent me?"

The Professor chuckled as he said "Innocent my ass" then rolling me over and playfully spanking my ass. "Ouch!!! Stop!!! Pleaseeeee don't spank me!!" I started screaming out. Maybe the spankings were playful to him, but by golly, they hurt!!!!

I knew he was just playing, but I still started struggling, trying to turn over so I could get him as well. Needless to say, that didn't work. But don't fret... when he leasts expect it... I WILL get him back!!!

The Professor rolls over on his back, taking his cock in his hand, looking at me with a gleam in his eyes. "Come here, baby" he says as he takes my hand and places it on his cock, giving me verbal instructions on what to do.

As I lowered my head to his cock and brushed my lips softly across the head, the Professor moaned. I started kissing the head, trailing my lips up and down the shaft. I felt the Professor's hands on my hips as he raised me over his face, lowering me down to his mouth. I could feel his breath blowing on my pussy. I was fascinated with his cock and how it tasted.

One thing was for certain. I had no idea what I was doing, but the way the Professor was moaning, I had no intentions on stopping now.
 
Luvey

I could see the sky beginning to lighten through one of the portholes. I was exhausted. Yesterday had to have been one of the longest days of my life. How I, Luvey Howell, ended up stranded on an island is beyond my comprehension. We had managed to find some fresh water and some food last night so that was a relief but we also managed to hear some natives beating their drums which was not a relief!!

There was something going on, on this island. I didn't know if it was the air, the water or the food, but everyone seems to have obtained some type of aphrodesiac. I know the ten times Thurston took me was a record for him, and the others all seemed to have found someone to pair up with. Of course in some cases it was a trio not a pair. I was a little shocked. After all, the members of high society may all have had affairs and the men might keep mistresses on the side, but as far as I knew, they didn't have menage a trois escapades. Or, maybe they did. My mind was rambling, too tired to think straight. I smiled at the sleeping man, we had never taken lovers, having been a love match. Of course it helps that I love raw sex as much as he does. My mother was a wise woman for her generation. She told me, "The men of our circle tend to have wives and lovers. If you want your husband to keep his zipper up when he is away from home, be his lover and his mate." That was the best advice she ever gave me, especially when you consider she had been married six times.

I groaned when I looked at the small diamond encrusted travel clock from Tiffany's. The time was 4:30 amd the Skipper had said we were to get up at 5:00. I looked over at Thurston, finally sleeping soundly. His cock was soft and red looking. I sighed gratefully. I ached inside and out. The man had been almost robotic in his stamina. I was soaked in his cum, some of it dry and some of it still leaking out. I figured that I might as well go take a shower, and got up to put my robe on. I winced as I straightened up. Thurston had gotten a little over excited and really pounded into my insides. I bet there were bruises along the walls. Sighing again, I gathered my towel and toiletries and headed for the powder room. The Skipper called it a "head" but I didn't get the connection.

Stepping out of the powderroom I opened the door to the tiny shower and hung my robe and towel on the hook. Turning on the water I moaned, the heat felt wonderful. I would have given my onxy necklace for a large bath lined with jets like the one I have at home. I washed inside and out, including my hair, then sprayed some of Diors' body spray. I would have loved to soak in the steamy water but the Skipper had warned us that there wasn't much water for everyone so to be considerate of the others. Just because one is in the wilderness doesn't mean the niceties shouldn't be observed. I was finishing up, my hair dripping water into my face as I reached half blindly out for the towel.
 
Ginger Grant

One might believe that I lured poor Gilligan to Maryanne's room but I could tell that it was going to be fun. Once in the room I wanted to get very familiar with that boner of Gilligan's.

"Okay you stay here." I pushed him on the bed as I noticed the Skipper trying to get my attention. Sashing over to the Skipper he advises me that Gilligan was still a virgin which made me smile, cause I love virgins.. especially in my ass.

"Ohhh Skipper, you have made my day.. maybe I can accomodate you too." I started to fondle on his cock, which was pretty hard to start with. Hmmm two cocks are better then one it has been said and I was really horny. So I gave the Skipper a lingering kiss as I rubbed my hands along his cock, I felt like I was dripping already.

"Tonight Gilligan, you become a man" I licked over my lips and started to work my hands along his pants, then pressing my lips on his, slowly building to the sweet french kisses that made me a hit on campus. It is a fact with Gilligan trying to pull back he is really virgin to everything, well that can be fixed as I grip his head and really get to kissing him, shutting my eyes and savoring the purity of his actions.

About the time I start feeling Gilligan kissing my lips is when I start to really get down to business. My nimble fingers open his pants and stroke over his raging hard-on. Taking his cock out and exploring the veins and curves, Oh Sweet.
I quickly undress and get down to the prize I am seeking by licking over his cock, suckling it with ease. It was getting bigger and bigger with every gulp that I made over the head.

Gilligan is so excited and aroused that it takes him just moments to explode down my throat but that is okay. "I'm cummmmmingggggg ARRRRRRGGGHHHHHHH. "

The Skipper snorts a laugh and says "Well that didn't take long, little buddy"

I gave Skipper a frown but added "By the way Skipper, there's nothing little about Gilligan".

I reassured Gilligan that everything was okay and that it wasn't over yet but there was a little matter of taking care of the Skipper that I wanted out of the way before I coaxed Gilligan to play in my other holes.

The Skipper was smiling ear to ear as I went over to him. I was working my hand over his cock while my breasts were pressed against his firm chest. Skipper was pretty warm from what I noticed and when I fondled his balls he was putty in my hands. "So Skipper, ready for some oral attentions?"

"Oh You bet I am, Ginger." He exclaimed with a big grin.

I bent down on my knees and started to tickle his cock with my tongue. Skipper has the girth to match his length, boy did it feel big. I made sure to hallow my cheeks as I was sucking on the head. Gosh it felt like I had four hot dogs in my mouth the way it rubbed the oral walls of the back of my throat. That made me wonder if i could deep throat the Skipper's cock

**GULP**
 
I stood there trying to get Ginger's attention. I knew she had no clue that Gilligan was still a virgin; but thought she needed to know and she needed to go easy on my little buddy.

She came sashing over to me, standing in front of me. I could smell the arousal seeping thru her pores. This woman was definitely on fire and that fire burning deep within her needed to be quinched.

She smiled and said she loves virgins, as she slid her hand down over my chest and down to my crotch, giving my growing cock a squeeze. She licked her lips as she turned around and walked back over to Gilligan, informing him that tonight, he becomes a man.

I chuckled to myself thinking Gilligan had that lost little boy look all over his face. He looked as if he were ready to take off running and screaming. Ginger started kissing his lips, running her fingers thru his hair, down across his shoulders, his chest, arms, tickling his tummy with her long fingernails as her hands came in contact with his pants. I heard the zipper going down, my eyes wide open as I watched just how sexy and graceful her moves were.

Ginger started kissing and licking her way down Gilligan's body. You could see his body trembling with a combo of fear and desire. Her hand very delicately stroking his hard cock as her head bent down and teased the head with her tongue. Just as Ginger parted her lips and took him inside her hot moist mouth, Gilligan came and came hard. My cock was throbbing from listening to her swallowing every drop my little buddy produced.

I made a remark that it damn sure didn't take him long and thought the look Ginger gave me would kill me. She started walking back over to me, licking her lips insisting that she take care of me as well. Did this woman not get enough? Just the sight of her made me want to explode all inside my pants.

She slid down my body as she pulled my fat cock out, her eyes as large as saucers as she looked at it. Her tongue felt pure heavenly. Surely this was a TRUE angel that was now trying to force my massive hardon inside that sexy mouth of hers.

I don't think I've ever seen a more erotic sight as when I looked down and saw just how much of my cock she had inside that tight and experienced mouth of hers. I could hear her gulping with every tease, every suck that she was giving me.

I ran my fingers thru her hair, thrusting my hips forward as I slowly started fucking her mouth, wondering just how good her pussy would feel as well.

This was the first blow job I've had in a long time and it was by far the BEST! "Aaaahhhhhhhhh yesssssssss Ginger.... mmmmmmmmmm" and before I knew it, I was spurting jet after jet of my cum inside her, feeling the pressure from her mouth as she hungrily swallowed every drop.
 
Ginger Grant

I merely bobbed over the Skipper's thickness, making my head tilt and turn to stroke over more of the shaft, entice the nerves to swell the shaft even more, but I quickly learned that Skipper was ready as his hips moved and bucked his dick in and out of my mouth. That was making the roof of my mouth angry and as he orally fucked my mouth, I could feel the rawness developing then he groaned and splooosh here came the river. Now swallowing down the Skippers ropes of jism was fun but hard work. It was like sucking down a rope of licorice and working on melting all the length. It seemed to shoot one rope after the other and I made damned sure that it went down **gulp gulp gulp**

I could feel his hands in my red hair and inhaling that musky scent made me creme myself again. I was hotter now then ever before and I thought I had seen most everything. Guess I needed to think again ;)

Once Skipper calmed enough, a thought occured to me. I'd always wanted to find out first hand how double pentration felt and what better opportunity with two firm large cocks at my whim.

I eased back over to Gilligan "How you feeling Gilligan? Are we ready for some more fun?"
 
Thuston has a dream...

He was not really sure what time it was when he finally drifted off to sleep, holding Luvey in his arms. Thuston listened for awhile to the shenanigans going on in the other's cabins, half tempted to get up and join them, thus sparing his dear pet any further lovemaking on her part. The dear girl was probably worn out...Thurston decided againest this though, since he had managed to stay faithful for all these years, lucky to be married to an amazing, beautiful woman. No, he was one not to have a secret affair, he never felt the need to hide anything from Luvey, but if the occassion ever materailized where they could participate in a threesome or a foursome, and Luvey wanted too also, well, he was willing to do anything to make his dear pet happy ! Thurston bought her clothes, jewels, penthouse estates, anything her little heart desired.

What she didn't know, was, that he had invested heavily in the adult film industry...but that was business, and the profits were staggering ! Well, tonight Thurston had felt like he was the star of porn film...hee he !

Thurston closed his eyes, and the last thing he remembered were the sound of the beating drums....the natives had built a large bonfire, and were dancing around it, half naked ! Some of the others seemed to be standing guard over an alter. Thus, he was tied and bound to a palm tree, the others next to him, arranged in a semi circle, all except Gilligan, who was missing. A witch doctor appeared, shaking a rattle and stopped before Luvey. He examined her for a moment, and then suddenly reached out and ripped her expensive gown from her body...did he have any idea how much that thing cost ? Luvey screamed, naked except for her garterbelt, stockings, and heels and panties. I protested, of course, yelling at the indignant fool but he tore off her panties and stuffed them in my mouth to silence me. " Relax Thurston, they, the natives to these islands are looking for a virgin, and I think your wife is quite safe. In fact we are all pretty safe from any sacrifice. " Maryanne then thanked the Professor for last night. Meanwhile, the witch doctor fella continued to inspect Luvey's lovely body, pinching her nipple... I struggled againest the rope, helplessly, not even able to protest. Before long, he moved on over to Ginger, who didn't seem to be very upset when he tore off her clothes, leaving her naked. In fact, despite being bound to the tree, Ginger proudly thrust out her breasts for all to see, proclaiming that he was wasting his time, that she was NOT a virgin, nor would she ever be one again ! She even giggled...the witch doctor spent some extra time examining her fine curves, touching her butte and lusious breasts, grunting like a pig in heat ! For some reason, this didn't seem to bother Ginger at all...next he moved on to the sweet, innocent, and perky Maryanne, and stripped her of her clothes., sniffing her ... by this point, I became aware that I had another stiff boner in my trousers ! " Ah, Professor, what happens when the witch doctor finds out that no one is a virgin ? " the Skipper asks. " Good question, seeing as they are cannibals, we will probably be eatten ! " the Professor answered. " Ohhh...I just LOVE being eatten ! " Ginger cooed... and Gilligan was our only hope...

Thurston woke up with a start, his penis hard and ready, but Luvey was gone...
 
After recieving my first lesson in giving the Professor a blow job, we fell asleep in each others arms. Though not for long. I woke up, realizing it was almost time for all of us to meet up with the Skipper and I had to find me some clothes to put on.

I quietly snuck out of bed, heading towards my cabin. I was still half asleep and opened the cabin door to go in only to see Mr. Howell laying there fully naked, hard throbbing cock in his hand as he slowly stroked himself.

"Oooooo my Godddddddddddd!! I'm sooooooo sorry Mr. Howell... I came into your cabin by mistake." I covered my eyes, but had to peek thru my fingers. I must admit, for a man his age he was well endowed and just the sight of a hard cock after me losing my cherry just a few hours prior, made me want to feel another stiff one deep inside me.

"I must talk to the Skipper about repairing these locks." Mr. Howell said. I glanced around the room but didn't see Mrs. Howell anywhere. Mr. Howell was still steadily stroking his big hard cock. It was making me hot to just watch him.

"Maryanne, dear... come sit down." he said as I slowly walked over to him.

Mr. Howell was thinking how he'd always been faithful to Luvey, but that certainly mutual masturbation wouldn't be considered cheating, would it? After all, Clinton didn't think what he did was cheating.

My eyes were glued to watching Mr. Howell and I could feel my pussy becoming wetter and wetter with each stroke he was making. "Mr. Howell... that looks sooooo... um... hot, watching you" I said as I blushed slightly. I was squirming, slowly grinding my pussy back and forth across the bedsheets and it was starting to feel really good. I wanted to cum... I wanted to slide my hand between my legs and finger myself as I watched Mr. Howell, but didn't know how he'd react to it.

As if he were reading my mind, Mr. Howell asked me to touch myself for him. "Are you sure, Mr. Howell?" I asked as I slid my robe off my body, exposing my young, firm tits for him to see. He started stroking even harder. I leaned back, raising one leg on the bed, showing him the baldness of my pussy and just how wet he was making me. I could hear him moaning louder and he continued stroking. His eyes glued to my body.

I slide my hand between my legs, teasing my clit while I watched Mr. Howell stroking his cock for me. Mr. Howell got up and positioned himself on his knees in front of me, pushing me down on the bed on my back. He reached for my other leg, bringing it up on the bed. He was between my legs as he kept stroking, telling me to rub my pussy and how badly he wanted to watch me make myself cum for him.

I wanted to just close my eyes and enjoy, but I didn't want to miss watching Mr. Howell. Our moans were increasing, becoming louder and louder. Mr. Howell's eyes started rolling back in his head as he started squirting his hot thick cum all over my body. I could feel the heat of his cum as it landed on my pussy, triggering a powerful orgasm within me. My juices flowing heavily as more of his cum splattered on my tummy and tits.

This was totally incredible. I rubbed my fingers thru his cum that was on my pussy, bringing my fingers to my lips and very slowly licking it off. "Mmmmmmmm yummy, Mr. Howell... think you might can feed me some of that one day?" I asked as I raised up, standing to my feet, and walking out the door.

I made it to my cabin, washed off quickly, got dressed and headed on deck to meet up with the others. "Where is everyone?" I asked myself as I patiently waited.
 
Gilligan

Oh wow, I have never felt an orgasm like that. That was so cool. Wow, the skipper is big, how is Ginger going to.... Oh, I guess she can. I can't believe Ginger can actually swallow the Skippers cock. Holy cow...

The Skipper explodes in Ginger's mouth, I wonder what it tastes like. Ginger smiles and comes back to see how I'm doing and if I'm ready for more fun.
Am I ever... I nod my head and say "uh huh"

Maryanne walks into the room, I think she's totally out of it. She walked in and didn't even notice us. She grabbed some clothes and walked out. the skipper stares at the door for a bit, turns to look at Ginger and me and excuses himself. He looks a little worried.
 
Professor

Maryanne is a fast learner and damn good. I couldn't believe what she was doing to me. At first she was hesitant, now I can feel her really working my cock between her lips. She's totally wet, I start consentrating on her clit, she's gyrating like theres no tomorrow. I can feel every orgasm she has and she is having a lot. I can feel my own orgasm building, when all I can say is I'm cumm...... Maryanne grinds down on me as she explodes again, her legs spread and she drops right down on me, fucking my mouth, I bury my tongue in her, thrust my hips and explode deep in her mouth, I close my eyes and keep tonguing her. My orgasm subsides as does Maryanne's she rolls off of me, spent sweating, breathing hard and smiling. I turn around in the bed to kiss her. She rolls to face me and we french kiss again. She looks at me and says "I have three favorite positions, are there more?" I smile, and tell her I'd be happy to show them all to her. With that she wiggles and giggles.
I notice it's starting to get light outside.
"well hun, I think it's time to get the day started. I need to get down to the beach and find my clothing.".
We crawl out of bed, one more passionate kiss and out the door we go. Maryanne heads for her room, I head for the head.
There's an arm sticking out of the head, fishing for a towel. I hand it to the arm and notice it's Mrs. Howell.

"Good Morning Mrs. Howell, how did you sleep?", her reply is groggy "Sleep? Who slept"
I laughed a little and Mrs. Howell asks if she can talk to me in private.
"Sure, but would you mind if I took a quick run down to the beach, I left my clothing there last night, I'm not wearing anything right now."

Maryanne comes out of the Howells room, walks past me, partially dressed, she gently wraps her fingers around my cock and gives it a little rub as she heads up the stairs. She wiggles her ass with each step and turns back to see if I'm watching. I smile in approval, that girl sure knows how to wear cut off jeans.

I hear a little laugh as Mrs. Howell opens the door and looks at me.
She looks at my cock and says I think that might be a good idea dear.
The Skipper walks up, I move up against the wall to make room for the skipper, he's a big guy and I'm fairly muscular, not much room here. The skipper looks down at my cock and smiles. He says "you plan on wearing clothes while working with Gilligan and me on the engine right?" I laugh, "I'm on my way to the beach, I left them there" the skipper says "Ah well, good morning folks". Mrs. Howell and I return the greeting "Good Moring Skipper" As he makes his way up on deck.
I look at Mrs. Howell, "looks like everyone is starting to get up. How about we talk after breakfast?" She nods and makes her way back to her room.
I head up on deck.
The skipper is at the helm writing in his log.
Maryanne is sitting on the deck, watching the sun rise.
"Hey M"
My new nickname for her.
"feel like taking a walk down to the beach with me? I have to fetch my clothing and need to wash up."
She smiles takes my hand and we head out...
 
Gilligan

Oh wow, oh man, I'm all alone with Ginger, what is she going to do next. I don't care, it's going to be so cool. I want her, oh yeah, I want to touch her tits.... Iwonder if she'll fuck with me. Oh, no, oh noooo. I don't know how to do it.... Help....
 
Ginger

Poor Maryanne didn't even notice us in her room when she cleaned up, boy the professor must have fucked her senseless which reminded me that I have a young Man to attend to.

I glanced back at Gilligan with a smile that melts butter. Gilligan glances back and makes a gulping noise. I helped him out of his clothes and whisper seductively, "Okay Gilligan there is no one but you and me, what shall we do first?"

He looks so cute staring but this the time to really take charge. "Or shall we get to the heat of the matter?"

I took his hand and eases it right on the button, Just past those fingertips was my excited cunt lips and I was allready hot, bothered, and ready for his "equipement."
 
I'm on the deck, leaning over the side of the boat, yawning something terrible from lack of sleep and watching the sun rise over the water. I hear footsteps behind me as I turn around to see the Professor standing there naked as a jaybird.

He holds his hand out to me "Want to walk with me to the beach to get my clothes that I left last night?" I hold my hand out to his, feeling him squeezing my hand tenderly but yet firmly as we walk off to the beach.

"Professor... did you just hear Gilligan screaming for help?" I asked as the Professor busted out laughing. "I think the boy is in for a treat by Ms. Ginger Grant" the Professor snickered, knowing that poor Gilligan will NEVER be the same again.

Once we make it to the beach, we stop dead in our tracks. The Professor's clothes are gone. They're not hung up on the bushes where he hung them just a few hours ago. We spread out and start looking in the bushes, just in case the wind blew them off or in case a wild animal of some sort carried them away.

I walk, probably not even 10 feet into the bushes when I see something that totally alarms me. "AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH PROFESSORRRRRRRRRRRR COME QUICK!! OVER HERE PROFESSOR!!" I screamed out in horror. The Professor comes running to where I am, and stands beside me in shock. We BOTH see a skull of a human head with just a little bit of hair still attached as we both turn to look at each other.

"I don't like this, Professor. I wanna go home... I want off this island" I exclaim in a horrified tone of voice. The Professor puts his arms around me and holds me close, stepping backwards bringing me with him so we can get back to the Minnow as quickly as possible.

Just as we start to walk back, we hear the drums playing again from a distance. Chills shooting up my spine as I hear them once again. "What does it mean, Professor?? The drums? Are you familiar with tribes and what would they want with us?" I asked him... looking into his eyes and being able to see that he didn't know quite how to answer me, or perhaps he just didn't want to answer me for some reason.
 
Professor

Damn it, my clothing is gone. I don't relish running around naked all the time, I'll get sunburned for sure. Geez, what the hell. I run to Maryanne, she's screaming.
"M, what's wrong you okay?"
She's pointing to the ground with one hand, her other covering her mouth.
I look in the direction she's pointing. A human skull.
I take Maryanne in my arms, it's okay, it's alright, I try to console her, I hold her in my arms and walk her back to the boat.
"It's okay hun, I know, I know, come on M, take a deep breath, you've seen death on the farm before."
"Okay, M let's get on the boat I want you to do me a favor. Don't tell anyone about what you found. I need to go back and check it out, if all that's left is a little hair that person has been dead a long time."
"The skull could have been dragged up onto shore by the storm. Remember it was strong enough to blow the Minnow two hundred feet up onto this beach."
We get back to the Minnow Maryanne sits down at the rear of the boat.
I whisper to the Skipper.
"Skipper, Maryanne and I just ran across a human skull, she's a little shaken up. It may have blown up from the ocean bottom during the storm, or the peson may have died on the island I don't know.
I'm going back to take a look and see what I can learn. keep an eye on her and don't let anyone wonder from the boat."
The Skipper asks if I wanted him to come along, I told him no, I can move faster on my own if things go bad. I just want to get there and get back. Keep it quiet it may be nothing, no sense in scaring everyone and keep everyone near the boat. If you have any weapons, get them out and load'em."
I jump off the boat.
"Oh, Skipper, my clothing disappeared, can you rustle up a pair of pants for me. Oh yeah, do you know how to make a Ghillie suit?" He says "yeah, no problem." I flash a smile at Maryanne and take off at a trot toward the beach.
 
Gilligan

"uhh, G-G-Ginger, what do you want me to do!"
Oh she is so sexy, how did I get this lucky. I'm getting hard, oh please don't let me cum so fast this time. I want to have some fun.
Ginger guides my fingers to her pussy, I notice it's wet and warm. I start to rub it with Ginger guiding my hand.
"Is this the right way?"
I really want to please Ginger. I'd do anything if she'd teach me. This is fun.
 
Luvey

It was a little chaotic in the hallway when I stepped out of the shower. The Professor was such a gentleman to hand me a towel. I mentioned that I had something I wanted to share with him, but that it was too busy now.

I walked back into our cabin to see Thurston lying in bed, cum drying on his cock. his hand still curled around it.

"Gracious, Thurston, you couldn't even wait for me this time?" Walking over to him, I lay my hand on his forehead. "Are you feeling all right? Your libido seems to have expanded tremdously since we landed here. Have you started taking
Viagra or something?"

Hating to see his cum wasted, I knelt down and used my tongue to clean his cock. Licking my lips, I smiled at him. I have always loved his taste.

"Hearing the Skipper call everyone on deck, Thurston and I got dressed in casual wear and went up to greet the others. Today, knowing that we were going to be watching the others work, I decided to forgo my pearls. I didn't want the strand to break and perhaps lose one of them. My cashmere sweater tied around my neck in case it was cooler on the beach, I lead my way up the stairs, Thurston's hand caressing the crotch of my silk slacks as he followed. I hoped no one would notice that Thurston had insisted that I leave off my panties. Through the silk I could feel the heat of his hand sliding back and forth, making my body swell and get moist. My hips twitching as he caressed his way up the steps, then moving it away as we reached the others.

"What is going on?"
 
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