Gilligan's Island... 2005 Version

[makofin]

Thurston

As I follow my lovely wife up on the deck, I can't resist the urge to touch her perfect, round ass through the thin silk of her slacks...I just can't help myself ! Even after the erotic encounter with the sweet Maryanne, I am still acting like a horny young[old] man...but then I hear those confounded drums, and immediately my dream comes back to me !

Suddenly the panic stricken Skipper runs up to me..." Here, take this Mr. Howell, we may need it. " I take the device from him and examine it, it looks like an empty flare gun ..." I say, Skipper, what am I supposed to do with this thing ? We fired up all the flares last night, during the storm ! "

" Well, it's better than nothing ! " he insists, running off in circles through the sand, until he smashes into a bamboo thicket, tearing down a few branches, perhaps to fashion into some sort of weapon.

" My God, what has gotten into that dear boy ?" I remark to Luvey.

" I'm not really sure Thurston, but I hope he don't hurt himself, thrashing about like that. Do you think we are in danger, Thurston ? "

" Nonsense, my Pet, I have never met a man I couldn't buy off at any price ! " I said, trying to calm her fears. " Now, shall we try to find something to eat around this confounded island, before I starve to death. "

" Oh yes, dear, I really could go for a lobster...or alittle caviar " Luvey suggests.

" Anything but bananas would be okay with me , dear...for some reason I feel like one ! " I insist, laughing " Shall we ? "

Luvey takes my arm and we walk off down the beach...

 

[LuvsDaddy]

Ginger and Gilligan haven't made it to the deck yet, Mr. and Mrs. Howell have taken off arm in arm towards the beach, the Professor is some where lurking in the bushes, the Skipper has just gone below deck to check on the boats engine and here I sit. Sleepy, thinking back to a few hours prior with Ginger and the Professor and then with just the Professor and I ALONE. My mind wanders to the little sexy and hot incident between Mr. Howell and myself.

The sound of the drums are only becoming louder and louder to me as my mind drifts away. I find myself almost mesmerized by the beat, standing up and walking off the boat, walking as if I'm in a trance towards the drums. I start walking deeper into the jungle of trees, getting further and further away from the boat.

I hear a rustling sound in the bushes and I quickly turn to see what's causing the sound. There she is... a dark skinned woman, a native woman.... wearing a grass skirt, a top made out of coconut shells that barely covers her bosom. My eyes meet her eyes, we both sense fear from each other as my eyes travel down her body, admiring her curves, noticing that the woman is barefoot.

"Please don't be scared." I finally get the nerve to tell her. She tilts her head sideways and looks at me. I smile at her, hoping that a friendly smile is a universal language that anyone would understand. I hold my hand out to her and tell her that my name is Maryanne. She reaches towards me, touching my long dark hair, running her fingers thru it as she trails her fingers down the side of my face, touching my cheek. Her touch was some what soft, but the feel of her hands were rough. "Don't suppose natives believed in hand lotion" I told myself.

I reached out to her in return and then heard the Professor and the Skipper calling for me. "MARYANNE.... MARYANNE.... WHERE ARE YOU??" they screamed as I heard feet running through the bushes towards the native woman and myself. I turned around knowing it would be the Professor and Skipper, but didn't want them to scare off my new friend. When I turned back around, my friend was running away. "WAIT... PLEASEEEE COME BACK!!! DON'T BE AFRAID!!" I screamed. I started to run after her and the Professor grabbed my arm, pulling me towards him, lecturing me on exploring the island alone.

I hit him on the arm as hard as I could "Nooooooooooooo... you scared her away!!" I yelled back at the Professor. "Scared who away, M... who did we scare away and who were you talking to?" he asked. I tried to explain to the Professor and the Skipper about the native woman and every detail I could remember about her.

They take me back to the boat and tell me NOT to leave the boat alone again unless one of them are with me. "But... she's friendly, Professor... I don't think the natives mean any harm."

"Won't you help me try to find her and see if you can talk to her?" I asked the Professor. He just looked at me and said "Maybe M., but I don't think we're dealing with a group of friendly natives." He then looks at the Skipper and told him they needed to have a word in privacy. The Skipper agreed.

 

[Hawkeye1956]

Professor

I get to the beach and find the skull. It appears female, teeth are fair shape, I would say she wasn't much more than 25, 30 years old. No caps, dentures, but there is damage to the back of the head. It almost looks like a bite mark. If I didn't know any better I'd swear it looks like a shark bite. She was probably a native that went out for a swim and never came back. My initial thinking was right, she probably just washed up to shore during the storm. I'm relieved but still concerned. Who are our neighbors.
I bury the skull as deep as I can using my hands and head back to the boat.
I get there only to find the Howells gone, the skipper comes up and notices their gone too. So is Maryanne, but I can see her through the bush, I motion to the Skipper and we take off after her. I call for her, she turns to run away from me, but I caught up and stopped her. She hits me and yells "Noooo"

"Maryanne, what the hell has gotten into you. You know better than to run out here, Hell, you just saw a skull down at the beach and now you're off without so much as a word."
She tells me about a girl she saw.
"Fine, fine, we'll make contact with them but we do it my way. If she's here, you know there are some guys here and if they're warriors out for blood, do you think she's going to stop them as easily as I stopped you."
We head back to the boat. Shit, the Howells are gone too.

"Skipper what the hell happened to the Howells."
He looks at me and says "I don't know, I gave Mr. Howell a flare gun and told him to keep an eye out. When I came top side you were the only one there."

"Are Gilligan and Ginger still on the boat." He nods his head, smiles and says"yeah they are".

"Keep them there, if the Howells show up, I don't care if you have to lash them to the deck, Keep them on that boat. This is survival and I don't give a rats ass if he is a millionaire, I want them where I know they're safe."

The Skipper laughs, and says "Will do. what are you going to do"
I look at Maryanne, "Feel like meeting the neighbors"
the Skipper says, "hold on Prof, you want to do this naked"
I smile, and said "you bet, they're not going to perceive me as a threat, I want them as comfortable as possible. Speaking of naked, Maryanne take off your clothes. No threat, less chance we'll be attacked.
Skipper if we don't come back, consider us dead and get everyone off that boat and get to the far away from the natives as you can and find away to get off this island. Don't be a hero, the Howells, Ginger and Gilligan are your only responsibility.'
The Skipper takes Maryanne's clothing, wishes us luck and heads back to the boat.

I look at M, rather appreciatively. "You ready for this?" She nervously shakes her head yes as she looks off in the direction she saw the girl ran off in. We start walking, the morning sun feels good.
I look at M, "Oh, the skull you found, it was a woman, 25 maybe 30 years old is my best guess, she died of a shark attack, I found a bite mark in the back of her skull, the poor girl was probably a native going out for a swim and was attacked."
Maryanne looked a little relieved.

 

[landiek]

Ginger Grant

"Easy Gilligan there is no reason to rush things." I moved him backwards so that we can lie on the bed. I start to wrap my fingers around his cock that I have removed from his pants. "We can take a little longer since it is.. just us."

I notice the beads of sweat that form on his eyebrows, so I licked at his nose and moved up as my breasts stroked along Gilligan's chest.

"Maybe we should get rid of these ...extra burdens." I gave a wink as I kissed Gilligan's lips. "Do you want help getting out of those pants?"

I wriggled my cunt lips along Gilligan's hand and it felt nice. Oh fucking will be so much fun, I really love virgins.. cause I can train them to really get me off.

I dropped my clothes and helped Gilligan out of all of his, including that white cap. "Okay Gilligan do you want the top or the bottom?"

 

[LuvsDaddy]

"Me??? Naked??? Are you CRAZY, Professor?" But instead of him answering me, he had already started undressing me, giving my clothes to the Skipper.

The Professor was also giving the Skipper orders on what to do in the event that we did not make it back.

As we were walking thru the jungle, heading to the sound of the drums, the Professor explained to me about the skull, and how it appeared to belong to a woman of around 25-30 years of age. He saw a bite mark on the back of the skull and figured it was a shark bite to one of the native girls who had gone out for a swim.

I pondered the thought and I wasn't 100% convinced. "Professor... what if that wasn't a native woman who went for a swim, or a shark bite?" He looked at me with a puzzled look on his face. "I mean... the natives seem to have really big lips, they COULD just have a big bite, too." I said seriously, but the Professor just laughed it off and told me I watched too much television.

I then felt a swat on my naked ass from the Professor's hand, hearing him laugh again. He then grabbed my arm, turned me towards him, bent forward and kissed me deeply as he pressed his naked body against mine. I felt him lowering our bodies slowly to the ground as he layed on top me, us never breaking our kiss. I wrapped my legs around his body, pulling him closer to me... running my fingers thru his hair and pulling it gently.

I moaned as I felt him cupping my breasts, squeezing them, feeling his cock as it rubbed back and forth across my pussy that was becoming more on fire from wanting him deep inside me. I opened my eyes and there she was. My new native friend standing in the bushes to the side of us, just slightly behind the Professor watching us.

I whispered in the Professor's ear, "We have company... my friend is watching... but... mmmmmmmm... pleaseeee don't stop... fuck me Professor while she watches us."

 

[whoababy56]

"Easy Gilligan there is no reason to rush things." I moved him backwards so that we can lie on the bed. I start to wrap my fingers around his cock that I have removed from his pants. "We can take a little longer since it is.. just us."

I notice the beads of sweat that form on his eyebrows, so I licked at his nose and moved up as my breasts stroked along Gilligan's chest.

"Maybe we should get rid of these ...extra burdens." I gave a wink as I kissed Gilligan's lips. "Do you want help getting out of those pants?"

I wriggled my cunt lips along Gilligan's hand and it felt nice. Oh fucking will be so much fun, I really love virgins.. Cause I can train them to really get me off.

I dropped my clothes and helped Gilligan out of all of his, including that white cap. "Okay Gilligan do you want the top or the bottom?"

Mmmm, she's taking off my pants, my clothes, oh yeah, I want her and I want her badly. My hand is exploring her cunt lips, she's warm, wet, and slippery, I love the feeling.... I wiggle my fingers a little trying to explore her it’s exciting. I can feel a tingling between my legs.
Oh, she took her clothes off. Damn, she is so incredibly hot.
She asks if I want to be on top or bottom.

“Bottom, please”

I don’t know what to do, but I get the feeling I’m about to be taught.

 

[Hawkeye1956]

Professor

"Me??? Naked??? Are you CRAZY, Professor?" But instead of him answering me, he had already started undressing me, giving my clothes to the Skipper.

The Professor was also giving the Skipper orders on what to do in the event that we did not make it back.

As we were walking thru the jungle, heading to the sound of the drums, the Professor explained to me about the skull, and how it appeared to belong to a woman of around 25-30 years of age. He saw a bite mark on the back of the skull and figured it was a shark bite to one of the native girls who had gone out for a swim.

I pondered the thought and I wasn't 100% convinced. "Professor... what if that wasn't a native woman who went for a swim, or a shark bite?" He looked at me with a puzzled look on his face. "I mean... the natives seem to have really big lips, they COULD just have a big bite, too." I said seriously, but the Professor just laughed it off and told me I watched too much television.

I then felt a swat on my naked ass from the Professor's hand, hearing him laugh again. He then grabbed my arm, turned me towards him, bent forward and kissed me deeply as he pressed his naked body against mine. I felt him lowering our bodies slowly to the ground as he layed on top me, us never breaking our kiss. I wrapped my legs around his body, pulling him closer to me... running my fingers thru his hair and pulling it gently.

I moaned as I felt him cupping my breasts, squeezing them, feeling his cock as it rubbed back and forth across my pussy that was becoming more on fire from wanting him deep inside me. I opened my eyes and there she was. My new native friend standing in the bushes to the side of us, just slightly behind the Professor watching us.

I whispered in the Professor's ear, "We have company... my friend is watching... but... mmmmmmmm... pleaseeee don't stop... fuck me Professor while she watches us."

I had to laugh, M doubts my discovery, natives can have big lips, but that doesn't dictate the size of a tooth and I seriously doubt any human would have a tooth that's almost an inch wide and I know a shark bite when I see one.
Well, no matter, she's cute, she's here, the natives are quiet and I'm horny.
I slap her ass and laugh a little, I smile and pull her to me. Gently I lower her to the ground, getting harder by the second as I catch her scent and feel her wetness with my cock. I gently massage her breasts as I rub my cock on her pussy. I gently push in to her, a little with each stroke.
She smiles, her native friend is back and is watching us. I ask her if anyone else is around her, we're kind of vulnerable if we are attacked now. She says "no" and begs me to keep fucking her. I slowly look around, just to make sure, no one but our single visitor is there.
I fuck Maryanne a little harder and thrust deeper as I kiss and lick her neck and shoulders.

 

[sharingfantasies]

Luvey

Arm and arm, Thurston and I stroll down to the beach. It is amazing how far inland the Minnow landed. We came to the banana tree and noticed that Ginger's shoe was still stuck in the tree but there are several bananas still on the ground.

As I lean down to pick up one of the bananas, I feel Thurston's hand slide between my legs again. As he caresses me back and forth through my pants I can feel myself getting wetter and wetter. Still bent over, he says softly, "Don't move, my dear." Thinking there is some danger, a snake or something, I freeze in place. Thurston moves closer to me, pressing up against my ass. I feel his hands sliding under the waistband of the silk pants and then he pulls them down to my ankles. My breathing quickens as I hear him unzip his pants. My hips twitch as I leak juices from deep inside me.

"Spread your legs a little my dear."

As I do I feel something cold being pushed into me. It is one of the bananas, peel and all. I knew he was watching my lips stretch open around the banana. He has often told me how turned on he gets watching my body open under the pressure of a large object. Then he began to pull and push it, I moaned in pleasure as he slowly opened me, hips rocking back against him. When I began to pant, legs trembling, he pushed the banana deep into my body, then grasping my hips, he slowly began to press into the very tight back tunnel. I groaned loudly as the heat poured through my body. Slowly he worked his way deeper, watching the puckered skin stretch and stretch. Thurston wasn't super long but he was very thick and when he slid into the tight passage, I moaned with pleasure. Between the pressure in my pussy and the friction in my ass, I was floating on intense pleasure. He held on as much as he could as he began to pound into me hard and deep. I cried out as the heat surged through my body, gasping for air. He thrust harder and harder, our bodies slapping together until we both shouted together and reached the pinnacle together.

"Oh, Thurston that was incredible!!" I exclaimed still catching my breath. As he eased out of the cum-filled passage, he also pulled the banana out. Helping me to stand up, we rearranged our clothes so that we were dressed. Although I could feel his cum soaking into the crotch of my silk pants.

Turning me around to face him, he said,"Now, Pet eat the banana." I looked at him and smiled. Then slowly peeled the banana eating each bite slowly. The look on his face was a mixture of love. pride and arousal.

"Let's gather up these bananas," I suggested, "and take them back to the ship.
I think this is the time to open your chest with the Russian caviar. Those with the bananas should help erase our hunger."

With Thurston's help, I managed to carry about ten bananas and he carried a few also. As we approached the Minnow, the Skipper began talking loudly and fast. We explained where we were and that we had brought back some breakfast.

 

[LuvsDaddy]

I can feel the Professor's cock thrusting inside me, deeper, harder... feeling better with each pounding thrust. Having my native friend watching is just adding to the pleasure.

I look over in her direction, my eyes glazed over and watch her as she intently watches the Professor and myself. She licks her lips seductively as his cock pounds inside me harder and deeper, hearing me moaning out in pleasure.

She takes one of her hands and reaches between her legs, touching herself. She starts walking closer to us. I would imagine it was so she could see more of what we were doing.

The sound of the drums were louder now than ever and we kept fucking to the beat the drums were producing. The Professor was acting like a man possessed as he fucked me for all he was worth.

The drums instantly stopped once the Professor and I came. We heard voices in the bushes. My native friend mumbled something to us but we couldn't understand what she was saying. The Professor could vaguely understand her and he said we needed to go. We jumped up from the ground and the native woman lead us to a cave, telling us to stay. She walked away as we hid out in the cave. Not sure what we were hiding from nor how long we'd have to stay there.

The cave was dark and damp and I cuddled up close to the Professor. "What are we going to do now, Professor?" I asked him, but not sure I really wanted to hear his answer.

 

[landiek]

Ginger Grant

Mmmm, she's taking off my pants, my clothes, oh yeah, I want her and I want her badly. My hand is exploring her cunt lips, she's warm, wet, and slippery, I love the feeling.... I wiggle my fingers a little trying to explore her it’s exciting. I can feel a tingling between my legs.
Oh, she took her clothes off. Damn, she is so incredibly hot.
She asks if I want to be on top or bottom.

“Bottom, please”

I don’t know what to do, but I get the feeling I’m about to be taught.

I ease Gilligan down on the bed, fondling his balls gently as my eyes watch his that are wide like a child in a candy shop. "Gilligan it is okay if you want to touch me. I like having my breasts squeezed kinda roughly. If you get too carried away, I'll let you know."

I leaned forward and started to kiss on his ear. Slowly working my way to his neck as my breasts rub on his bare chest. I feel so sexy as my nipples work little swirls over his nipples, but I still suckle in the hallow of his neck. Gilligan has the faint scent of Old Spice, which is my favorite men's cologne. "Mmmmm Gilligan, that scent is making so horny."

Quickly I straddled ihs erect cock, moaning as it moves into my tight channel. I suck in a large breathe between clinched teeth. GOD his cock is thick or I am all tight from no real aggressive sex in a week. Either way it feels heavenly as I arch my back while I nip at his neck. I am so fired up I just might leave a big ole hickey on Gilligan's neck.

I start rocking my pelvic muscles which sets me to rock on his cock. Slowly fucking myself as his cock flares in my tight passage, moaning cause it feels so good. Now I'll let lust take it's control, I was certain that Gilligan would catch up.

 

[makofin]

Thuston

Unpreturbed, but famished, I suggested that Luvey gather some of the loose coconuts lying about. Meanwhile, I rummaged through the chests until I found a machete.

" Oh, Thurston, do be careful with that ! " Luvey warned, distressed.

" What a fine weapon, I must say, alot better than this useless flaregun. Now stand back dear, while I prepare the drinks ! "

I attempted to chop off the top of a coconut, but I missed completely the first time. Undeterred I tried again. [whack] Again, it shot away...

" Here Mr. Howell, let me do that. " the skipper insisted.

" Luvey, why don't you see if you can find those fancy umbrella's we use for cocktail hour, dear. "

Leaving the Skipper with the task of beheading the hardshelled coconuts, I went off the scour for some more fresh fruit. I soon found a mango grove, and gathered as many as I could carry, returning to the table. After all this manual labor, I wiped my forehead with my silk hanky, muttering about the confounded heat !

" Ah, dear, I need something, shall we say' refreshing' ! " I exclaimed upon seeing several coconut shells filled with rum and toothpick umbrella's. Luvey blushed, perhaps thinking I meant something else, and handed me one. I drank it down in one gulp, and picked up another.

" After breakfeast, Pet, why don't you slip into that tiny, itsy-bitsy bikini you have, and well gather some lobster, or whatever else is in the lagoon. I do say, lunch at two would be just fine, indeed. Now, a toast to the most beautiful female on the island, Luvey ! "

I looked around, but everyone else was busy doing God knows what, except the Skipper, of course...

 

[CaptainPooh]

I watched diligently as Mr. Howell tried to split up the coconuts, watching as he missed each time. The man had no aim at all.

"Here, Mr. Howell, let me do that." I insisted as I got the machete and started whacking away at the coconuts, splitting them wide open right down the middle.

The milk from the coconut just oozed out from the middle, looking rich and creamy. I couldn't resist the temptation to pick one half of a coconut up and run the tip of my tongue along the edge, slowly licking up the milk that kept oozing, savoring every taste. My eyes were feasted on the lovely Mrs. Howell as Mr. Howell made his way to gather up some fruit. Mrs. Howell just smiled at me. I knew that she knew what I had to be thinking of as I swirled my tongue inside the coconut milk.

Mrs. Howell returned to the Minnow briefly to gather up some cocktail umbrellas and a bottle of Malibu Rum. Her and I mixed the rum with the coconut. I watched as Mrs. Howell took her time and pleasure in putting a cocktail umbrella inside each coconut, making it very eye appealing.

Mr. Howell returned with some mangos and other fruits, as much as he could carry in one trip. He was complaining about the heat as he took his silk hanky and wiped his sweaty forehead.

It seems that everyone has paired up, the Professor and Maryanne, Ginger and Gilligan, of course the Howell's and I had nobody. There was entirely too much of a sexual atomosphere and someone was going to have to share their woman. The Skipper was in desperate need of some man/woman action.

 

[melanie rose 2008]

Princess Idhala

Watching the pale brunette again from the shelter of the landscape, I am amazed with the lightness of her skin, the shine of her hair; so amazed in fact that I accidentally step into the side of a bush. As she turns toward the sound, our eyes meet both of us stiff with anxiety and fear.

"Please don't be scared." she says, her voice cracking with nervousness as she slowly begins to smile… such a sweet smile. “My name is Maryanne,” she says, reaching towards her, touching her long dark soft smooth hair. I run my fingers through, tracing her soft pale cheekbone, touching the tiny dark specks on her skin. "Don't suppose natives believed in hand lotion" she says again. Of course the only thing that I can really understand is her smile, but the pitch of her voice is so gentle as well.

As she reaches out toward me, I suddenly hear yelling and rapid footsteps approaching us! "MARYANNE.... MARYANNE.... WHERE ARE YOU??" they screamed. This must have been a trap! Either they were using the sweet one as bait, or these two approaching were going to hurt her too, but they had not done so yet, so it was best that I run and hide until I can further assess the situation! "WAIT... PLEASEEEE COME BACK!!! DON'T BE AFRAID!!" I hear the sweet one yell, but then the athletic male and another older male arrived, yelling at her. This must be trouble, I think to myself quietly ducking behind a large rock.

I watched as the male slapped her bottom, laughing at the sweet one, grabbing her, kissing her forcibly, laying her down. As she moaned sensually, the athlete cupped her breasts, rocking his rigid member onto her soft pale inner thighs… Utterly entranced by their light-toned beautifully fit bodies as they entangled each other lustfully I began to absent-mindedly walk back toward them, engrossed in the heat that was building within myself as I watched them.

I must have gotten TOO close, because suddenly, the brunette was staring right back into my eyes! She had spotted me again! Of course she had! Without realizing it, I had walked practically right up to them! Oh dear, I thought, this could be way too dangerous! But despite my fear (or maybe in addition to it) my heart was racing and my body began to tremble lustfully! Slowly sliding my dark, strong fingers through the blades of my grass skirt, I let my fingertips take me away…

Suddenly the two pale-skinned lovers cease their erotic actions, and I come to the sudden realization, of what I had been doing right there in the open for all to see! What if my father, the chief, had seen me out here?? Full of terror at this thought, I run home as fast as my wobbly knees will allow me, leaving them there on the ground.

 

[LuvsDaddy]

While sitting in the cave with the Professor, naked; we both decide to take advantage of the time we had alone with each other. The Professor felt as if we would be safe for awhile until we could make it back to the Minnow or until my native friend returned. The Professor was questioning who she would return with, would she be alone or with someone?

"I think she'll come back alone, Professor... after all, she seem to have been enjoying our little romp on the ground."

I hold my head down, still some what shy, "She was touching herself while she was watching us?" I said quietly.

"DO WHAT???" asked the Professor, shocked at what I had told him. "Why didn't you tell me that?? We could have invited her to join us."

"Wellllllll... I... I... thought about it, but.... well... I didn't want to alarm her. You and the Skipper had already scared her away once. I like her and think we can become friends." I told the Professor.

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It was starting to get dark outside, even yet darker inside the cave. The drums were playing and I know the Skipper and everyone was starting to get worried about us.

The Professor and I saw a light coming towards the cave, almost as if something were on fire. It was getting closer and the drums continued playing into the night.

The Professor and I had spent the largest part of the afternoon making love, having sex and even some hard core fucking. The one thing that surprised me was the fact, the more sex I got, the more I wanted. I just couldn't seem to be satisfied. It's almost as if I had been a nympho in hiding all this time, just waiting for my true identity to surface.

We heard foot steps just outside the cave and then there appeared my native friend, holding some sort of a lit tortch in one hand and what looked like food in the other hand. She slowly walked over in our direction. I got up and met her half way, holding my hands out to her so she would know she was welcomed there.

She handed me the food and I took my other hand and reached for her hand, squeezing it gently as she placed her hand in mine. I lead her over to the Professor, telling him to smile a sincere smile to her because she seems to understand a smile.

My native friend sat down beside me, with the Professor on the other side of me. She reached for a coconut shell that had something to drink in it and held it to my lips, offering me a drink. I took a little sip, not sure of what was inside. It tasted creamy, milky and naturally sweet. I was thirsty and must have been making a pig of myself. I felt the juice trickling down the corners of my mouth.

She brought her hand up to my lips and tenderly wiped the remaining juice. I then took her hand in mine again and held her hand at my lips, kissing her hand as softly as I could, parting my lips and slowly licking and then sucking on each of her fingers. With my other hand, I reached up and touched her cheek just as tenderly, slowly running my fingers up to her hair and through the head piece she was wearing. We stared into each other's eyes as the Professor reached for the coconut shell, exclaiming: "Gimme some of that."

I couldn't help but to giggle at the Professor, but instantly my eyes were locked in with my native friend's eyes. Our faces started leaning inward towards each other as our lips drew nearer together.

I could feel the Professor's eyes feasting upon both our bodies as our breathing became heavier when our lips softly brushed across each other's. We pulled back just briefly before leaning inward again and embracing in our first kiss. Her lips were full and sensuous as our lips became entwined. Our lips parted and our tongues began dancing betwixt each other's mouth to the beat of the drums.

I was getting lost in the feeling this dark skinned beauty was creating. What a Princess she truly is.

 

[sharingfantasies]

Luvey

I stood there in shock as Thurston tried to open those coconuts. He was so magnificent. So manly. I had seen him take charge in a boardroom but here? My entire body was tingling with desire for my hero.

When he mentioned the word "refreshing" I blushed deeply. All I could think of was refreshing the load of cum he had put into my ass. Then I realized he meant the coconut milk and looking at it blushed again. It was so much like my sweet dear Thurston's cream that I shuddered with the need to taste him again. Since it would have been quite inappropriate to attack Thurston in front of the Skipper, I followed the suggestion of getting the drink umbrellas.

As I walked back to the boat I was so impressed with my man. First coconuts, then mangos and now lobster. Was there ever a better provider? I think not.

As I got out the umbrellas, I remembered his comment about wearing the bikini. I blushed again. I had seen it in the window of "The Itsy Bitsy Teeny Weeny Swimwear" store on the island where we were staying before we got on the Minnow and ended up here. I had been blushing and Thurston was teasingly joking that we should get one for me. Dear Lord, there wasn't enough material to fill a thimble on one of those suits. Itsy bitsy? try non existent. The little piece of cardboard used for the price tag was almost as big as the suit. Thurston grabbed my hand and pulled me inside to the shop and bought the smallest one he could find. I know he did it to tease me but to also tease the clerk. He does have the most marvelous sense of humor you know. I am sure that he could find work as a cartoon voice if he needed the job. He has a way of making so many different voices from his own. I smiled at some of the memories that flashed through my mind.

With a huge grin I decided to play my own joke on Thurston. I took off my silk slacks and blouse, and put the swimming suit on. I wasn't really going to walk around in it of course, but just tease him by letting his see that I had it on. I turned and caught my view in the mirror. "Oh good gracious!" I exclaimed out loud, my hand covering my mouth. Beneath the saucer-sized blue eyes staring back at me were two very thin blue strips of material. I had seen shoelaces wider than these strips. The strips tied behind my neck and then ran down my chest to two pieces of white material approximately 1 1/2 square inches. I swallowed hard. "It is a good thing my aerolae are so light," I thought. Because these squares sure don't cover much. From the small squares, two more strings of blue ran over the swell of my breasts and around my back where they were tied again. The squares were connected by another piece of blue string. My breasts are not small and this was ridiculous. While the suit itself was barely visible, my dark nipples showed clearly through the thin white material. This suit was never meant for public wearing. The person would be arrested instantly!!

My eyes lowered. "Good Lord!" I cried out. The, I hesitated to even call it a bottom piece, was triangular and started just above the spot where the labia began. The white triangle ran about two inches back then narrowed into a blue lace which fit between my cheeks. Another blue strip circled my hips to hold the thong in place. Thank goodness Thurston keeps me bare down there. This would certainly not work with a bikini wax. The suit was so shocking it was actually funny and I began to laugh. I watched carefully to see if the "suit" stayed in place. Amazingly it did which made me start laughing again. Picking up my silk slacks I noticed the cum stains and pulled out a silk skirt to wear instead. I found my pair of Huaraches that Thurston had brought home from a trip to Mexico and slid my feet into them. They would be much easier to walk in than my heels I thought. Had I known I was going to be spending so much time walking on a beach I would have packed different clothing. As it was, with no dry cleaner available for all my silk clothing, I was going to start having a wardrobe problem. I only had ten changes of clothing with me.

With my blouse and skirt on, I felt more comfortable. Picking up the umbrellas, I grinned. "I can't wait to see Thurston's face, when we go lobster hunting later this morning."

Returning to the clearing, I helped the Skipper prepare the drinks, practically giddy with the anticipation of seeing dear Thurston's face. I must say this island is having some effect on me. I can honestly say that never in my life have I looked forward to a lobster hunt. Well, never in my life have I gone on one.. .but that is beside the point. I sat down on the log and gasped softly, I could feel every ridge in the tree's surface with nothing but the silk skirt between the tree and me. Practically giggling like MaryAnne, I felt like a teenager, as I ate the breakfast of fruit.

Looking at the Skipper, I asked,"Where do you think the others are? Surely they must be wanting some breakfast."

 

[Hawkeye1956]

Professor

Princess Idhala, while her and Maryanne were becoming more involved with each other, I spoke to Idhala in a few pacific languages I knew and hit on one she understood.

Speaking in her language, "Princess Idhala, my name is Robert Carson, though everyone calls me the professor. This young lady is Maryanne"

The princess pernounces both of our names. I tell Maryanne what I just said.

Again speaking to Idhala.

"Princess, we are ship wrecked on your island, our arrival was an accident caused by the great storm that came through your island two days ago. My people mean you no harm, in fact Princess I spent many years studying and becoming friends with many island people just like you. I hope you can accept us as friends."

I tell Maryanne what I said to her. The Pricess is infactuated with Maryanne and it looks like Maryanne has taken a liking to her as well. I touched both of them and told them that I needed to step out for a little bit and get some fresh air. I asked the Princess if it was safe for me to do so. She said it was, her people are curious about us and a little affraid, but hold no ill will toward us. They are just alarmed. Idhala said in a little while she would take Maryanne and me to meet the chief, but right now he and the village elders are in counsel and will be for sometime. I pardon myself and step outside.
My thinking is a close relationship between maryanne and Idhala would be a benefit so I stepped out, but not to far away.

 

[whoababy56]

Gilligan

Okay, quit grinning, this is way to much fun. Ginger mounts my ever hardening cock.
Oh man, it feels so good as I sink into her and she starts to pump my cock in
and out of her pussy.
I reach up and gently play with her breasts,feeling her nipples between my
thumb and finger as I genly rub them.
She seems to like it, she reaches up and guides my hands showing me what to do.
She closes her eyes, and smiles and starts pumping me a little faster as she drops down all the way on my cock.
She bends down, holding my hands to her breasts and deeply kisses me, our tongues intertwine,
I close my eyes and try to feel everything happening to me.

 

[landiek]

Ginger Grant

Softly moaning as Gilligan's cock moves in deeper and deeper, I twist as I rock feelign his hands maul over my nipples. "Ohhh Gilligan, harder.. pinch them a little harder.. ooooo, yeah like that"

I started to move a little quicker, I felt the tug inside. "Gilligan, " I whispered in his ear. "Promise me that if i cum before you do that we'll keep going until you do to."

 

[LuvsDaddy]

The Professor started up a conversation with the Princess as her and I embraced in our first kiss. It was something that sounded like it came right off of a Tarzan show. I kept waiting for the Professor to say "Me, Tarzan, You, Jane."

The Professor repeated back everything to me that was discussed between the two of them. I was amazed at the intelligence of this man. (NOT really... but ssshhhhh... gotta build up a man's ego... *wink*)

I'm not sure what the Princess was actually feeling, but I had a feeling she was sharing the same physical as well as mental emotions that was racing through my body and mind. She was creating within me a hunger that only she could satisfy.

The Princess and I embraced in another deep and passionate kiss as the Professor made his way outside to give us some privacy. Princess assured the Professor he would be safe.

Her lips tasted like a berry, a very dark, deep and juicy berry. Ripe, sweet and succulent. I slowly wrapped my arms around her, caressing her back as our kiss deepened. She followed my every movement, placing her arms around me. I carefully untied the coconut shelled top she was wearing that was held together with a string of some sort, feeling it as it fell between our bodies. Our breasts pressing against each others, feeling our nipples hardening.

I tenderly leaned her back, wanting to gaze at the beauty of her breasts. They were much larger than mine and the areolas were quite a bit darker. Her nipples stood out further than mine. I could feel the juices flowing between my thighs as I hungered for just a small taste of her lucious breasts. The aroma of sex strongly filled the cave.

I slowly slid my hands around from her back, up her sides, trailing my fingernails upward as slowly as I could, barely touching her skin, inching my fingers closer to her breasts. Cupping them in my hands as I squeezed them tenderly, looking into her eyes, smiling at her before brushing my thumbs across her dark erect nipples.

I reached for the coconut shell that still had some of the juice in it and slowly poured the creamy milk down her chest, watching it as it made small waves run across her breasts, resting on the upper part of her nipples. I lowered my head and began to lick up the trail of milk that lingered.

Her back arched, pressing her breasts against my face as my lips embraced her large stiffening nipples inside, slowly sucking the mixture of coconut milk and the taste of her flesh.

My native friend was indeed a Princess, the daughter of the Chief and I intended on pleasing her as such.

 

[melanie rose 2008]

Princess Idhala

As the evening set, and having regained my composure, I knew that I had to learn more about these pale heathens, these sensual humans who landed on our island. Taking a torch I escaped the festival of my tribe and went in search of the two I had previously admired, bringing with me the Sacred Milk of the cocoanut tree; its pale meat resembling theirs.

Returning to the spot I had shamed myself in front of them, I heard light voices echoing from the mouth of a cave. Walking slowly toward them, I was met by the tender brunette as she held her hands and arms out peacefully in greeting.

As I present the fruit to her, she took my hand, squeezing it delicately. With my hands in her own, she patiently guides me over to the athletic male accompanying her. Standing before him, he smiles. As is custom we all three sat on the floor of the cave, me next to the sweet female and he on the other side of her.

Holding the Sacred Milk to her nubile lips I watch her tilt the husk back letting its contents pour over her tongue and drain into her throat. My hearts speeds as I watch her swallow it down, something sensual about the way her throat contracts, sipping at first but then eagerly gulping the fluid down into her belly. Some of the juice trickling down the corners of her mouth, I watch the white cream drip over her pale skin, gliding over her delicate neck and onto her the firm orbs of her breasts before it soaks into the fabric of her sparse clothing.

As I wipe the somewhat sticky cream from her body, she takes my hand in hers and brings it toward her mouth, kissing my fingers gingerly, parting her lips and slowly licking my digits. Rubbing my fingertips over her lips, she looks heatedly into my eyes and suck on each of my fingers, first on only the tips, but then swallowing my entire finger deep into her mouth one at a time!

Her other hand reaches up and touches my face just as tenderly, slowly running her fingers into my hair and through the head piece I am wearing. Startlingly, the male shouts, "Gimme some of that!" But my anxiety is easily lessened as the female softy giggles, resuming our gaze. Leaning forward our lips get closer and her sweet breath pours over my mouth warmly, causing my heartbeat to quicken.

With the combination of anticipation and hesitation, we both pull away the tiniest bit as our lips brushed electrically, but feeling the colours amorously fill my eyes, embrace each other in my first kiss! Having been custom for a princess to remain virginal until the Sacrifice, I had never even entertained the notion of physical partnership, but this was no time to consider royal responsibility… after all, these may be the fabled Children of the Cocoanut. Our lips parted and our tongues began swirling across each other's mouth as the drums beat in the background.

After several indistinct ramblings, the male began to speak in my native tongue, "Princess Idhala, my name is Robert Carson, though everyone calls me Professor. This young lady is Maryanne." In an attempt to pronounce their names I say, “Maryanne… Professor.”

He continues, "Princess, we are ship wrecked on your island, our arrival was an accident caused by the great storm that came through your island two days ago. My people mean you no harm, in fact Princess I spent many years studying and becoming friends with many island people just like you. I hope you can accept us as friends."

Gently touching our arms after I explain that my people are cautious of the Pale Skins and that the Council of Elders has called a session to discuss this new situation, the Professor excuses himself, leaving the female and I alone for the very first time.

 

[melanie rose 2008]

In virginal ecstasy, I allowed the pale female Maryanne to slowly slide her hands around my back, tracing her fingernails relentlessly unhurried up my hips and ribs, barely touching my skin, inching her fingers further toward my now bare breasts. Gently cupping them in her hands, affectionately squeezing them. For the first time ever I felt the touch of another human, and it was the MOST sensual touch I have ever felt! Staring into her beautiful eyes, smiling at me, she brushes her thumbs across my hard dark nipples, causing my body to tremble with delight!

Releasing my shivering body, she lifts the Sacred Milk and slowly dumps the creamy milk down my throat and breasts, splashing in waves across my dark breasts and coming to a stop over my chocolate nipples, the sacred Milk slowly drip from the small perks. Dipping her beautiful face down, her soft hot pink tongue extends licking the dripping cream from my excited flesh, causing the excitement of my trembles to double. My back arching, I submit my breasts further onto her face, silently begging her to keep sucking the sticky thickening milky cream from my over-sensitized nipples! Moaning uncontrollably, I felt the heat within build to a new height. Uttering her name in a hungry appreciation, my knees begin to fall out from under me leaving my legs feeling as if I were in a falling dream. My heart beating out of my chest I thought my soul would surely fly away!

 

[makofin]

Thurston

While we waited for Luvey to join us, I asked the good Skipper to fashion us a bamboo fishing pole, and I found a net which he attached to a pole. Rubbing my hands together, I anticipated capturing a live lobster or two !

Luvey prepared a few more exotic rum drinks and we drank up heartily. I could tell my Pet was feeling a little giddy, laughing and giggling. I looked at my dear wife, she was absolutely gorgeous, her blonde hair highlighted by the sun, Luvey was a vison of beauty. A goddess...the queen of the island, beyond a doubt, indeed !

She asked the skipper where the others might be, and he scratched his head, removing his hat.

" Wherever they are, Pet, they will be simply famished when they return ! " I announced, " Shall we proceed with catching our lunch, dear ? "

Luvey gave a radiant smile, taking my arm. I saw her smile vanish though, when the Skipper warned to be careful of the sharks in the lagoon. To reassure her, I patted her arm, " Don't worry, dear, you only have to get your toes wet, if you want. It's these land sharks I'm more worried about, when they see you in that lovely bikini ! " I laughed....

 

[whoababy56]

Gilligan

Ginger is riding my cock, I'm loving every inch of her pussy. I can't believe how wonderful this feels, it's absolutly amazing. This sure beats masterbating.
Ginger makes me promise to keep screwing her even if she cums, I vigorously shake my head yes.

I moan out Ginger's name as she intensifies her strokes. I squeeze her nipples harder as she asks, she moans and rolls her head back with her eyes closed, then she flips her head forward, her hair whipping over her head and cascading down, her eyes are wide open and she smiles at me. She has this wild look in her eyes... I think I'm in trouble with a capital "T", but I like it.

 

[Hawkeye1956]

Professor

I quietly step out of the cave and stand up straight, being tall in a small cave is not a good combination for your back, especially if you've been making love two days straight and you've had no sleep. But it's been fun so far.
I look back toward the cave, the sounds of two women moaning emanating from it's opening, I smile and turn away looking for a place to sit. I'm still hard from watching the beginnings of two very beautiful women making love. Part of me wanted to join them, but Idhala was more interested in M, so I thought it best to make a polite retreat and allow their friendship to grow. Our survival could depend on it.

I find a small log the remains of a coconut tree and sit down to enjoy the noon sun. I hear some rustling in the jungle behind me; I turn to find two spears pointed at my neck.

"Oh, Shit..." I softly murmur.
Slowly I stand, I keep my hands in the open so they can see I am no threat to them, I’m embarrassed as my erection has not completely gone down, which they take notice of. We hear more noises from the cave; the person who appears to be the older of the two tells the younger to watch me. At this point I can’t tell you how happy I am to be able to speak their language. The older one walks to the cave, keeping an eye on me. He sneaks up and pears inside. It takes a few seconds for his eyes to adjust but he finally sees the scene I just left. He quietly steps back from the cave, turns with a smile on his face. He holds his spear up right and whispers to the younger warrior to take a look. The younger one walks over and pears in as well. In a bit he sneaks back and is also smiling.
I smile back give them a knowing nod, their mood has definitely relaxed as the older warrior asks me how long have they been in there. In their language I tell them not long.
They are surprised I was able to correctly respond and with that, they put their spears down and we began to talk. They jokingly point to my cock and ask if I had been enjoying the show. I told them the truth that I excused myself in the hopes that Princess Idhala and Maryanne would become good friends.
They both joke with me about how they would love to join them, but if the Chief ever found out, they would be put to death. I let out a little laugh and say it’s probably a good idea that I didn’t join in. They smile, let out a short laugh and nod their heads in agreement. I noticed that both of them were getting a little hard, my guess is their minds were still back in that cave. Of course talking about the girls has only made me a little stiff. They take note of it. They’ve never seen a white penis. The younger one is intently staring at it. The older one notices and leans over to whisper something to him.
The younger one smiles and whispers back. I ask them if anything is wrong.
The younger one asks if he can touch my penis…

 

[sharingfantasies]

Luvey

Hand in hand my dear Thurston and I headed for the beach. I was a little put off by the Skipper's comment about sharks, but I know my man would protect me. Besides I couldn't wait to show him his surprise. When he made the joking comment about the bikini, I almost let the cat out of the bag.

When we reached the beach, Thurston pulled off his shirt and pants, planning to swim in his silk shorts. He turned to look at me quizzically as I had just stood there watching. My Thurston is all man, and while we may be "middle aged", Thurston's body can match that of any man ten years his junior.

I watched as his muscles rippled as he pulled off his shirt. The skin tanner since we had come to the islands a month ago. I ran the tip of my tongue along my dry lips, thinking about how much I love to run my tongue on his skin. Thurston and I had agreed before we married fifteen years ago, that we wouldn't have children as we wanted the ability to explore all of our sexual fantasies. And that is hard to do with little ones around. In our mid-twenties we had spent two years exploring a sexual Master/ Slave relationship, and Thurston had insisted that I remain nude at all times at home, unless the servants were around. We had sex several times a day during that period. And remnants of the more fun activities still were part of our lives. We had eloped right out of college, well truthfully, we got married during my junior year, but we didn't tell anyone, but made a quick trip to Atlantic City. After graduation, we had a formal ceremony that pleased our mothers, but I will always treasure that night in the Love Heals All Chapel.

Shaking off the memories, I noticed Thurston waiting. I smiled, slow very slow, the smile traveling from my lips upward to my eyes. His eyes got big as he realized I had planned something, and an answering smile soon lit his face.

I unbuttoned my blouse slowly, like a strip tease, watching his eyes as more and more skin appeared. When he saw the bikini, well actually about all he could see was strings and a couple of squares of material, his smile got broader.

"I didn't think you would really do it, Luvey"

He took a couple of steps closer, and I could see in his eyes how aroused he was. Raising an eyebrow to warn him to stay away, I slowly slid the skirt down my long legs.
as I stepped out of the sandals and skirt his mouth actually dropped open. With the same large grin, I walked past him and into the water. I knew from the back I looked practically naked since all he could see was a couple of blue strings holding the squares in place.

I looked over my shoulder at him, he was still in the same spot on the sand. His look of astonishment quickly turning to one of desire. He followed me into the water. When I was far enough out that the water was to my waist, I dipped down under the water and then stood up. The water streamed from my wet hair down my back and chest. Thurston come into the water like a shark swims, target in sight, no repreive. I laughed gaily, as I waited.

He was right in front of me, when he stopped. With one finger he reached out and circled my left nipple. I looked down and gasped. The white squares of material had become invisible once they were wet and my nipples had grown even longer in the cold water. I was literally naked, wet, and aroused. I moaned as he took the nipple between his thumb and finger and squeezed, steadily harder and harder and harder until I gasped from the senation of pain and pleasure.

My body spasmed hard, as he kept the pressure on the nipple. I closed my eyes and waited to see which sensation I would feel next.