Stranded in the triangle

Moonlight

Deciding it best not to wet the new shirt she had acquired, Megan stripped as they ran towards the water. For a moment it was like they were two kids on a journey of discovery, an adventure full of fun and promise, all the fear and stress of being marooned on the island swept away in a moment of merriment. Tossing the shirt over a branch, Megan splashed into the pool at the bottom of the water fall. The g-string was a little uncomfortable, not what she was accustomed to, but there was something about the way the garment felt that made her feel a little sexy, and the way Jonathan looked at her hadn’t escaped her attention either.

The water was cool, and scooping handfuls from under the falls, proved to be refreshingly sweet. As she drank, water ran through her fingers and down over her breasts, causing her nipples to constrict and harden beneath her bikini top. Releasing the clasp in her hair, she let it tumble down her back, dipping her head under the water and washing away the sticky salt. As the water cascaded over her, her hair wrapped about her in a curtain of blond silk. It was heavenly. She had never felt so free, or so alive.
 
Jonathan:

Jonathan had his fresh, dry cloths off not long after Megan's, laying them over top her own. He stood at the bank of the water and watched as Megan dipped her head under, waiting for her to rise to give her a silly tarzanesque display of manhood. "AhooOOoooahhh!" He bellowed comically, thumpinb his chest before faking a cough. Blinking a couple times, Jonathan jumped in with a HUGE splash. He called out as his head surfaced. "Gonna get you!" He jumped again and torpedoed himself toward Megan, intent on catching her in his arms.

Jonathan caught a smooth, slick patch of skin along Megan's thigh as he groped blindly for her underwater, laughing and splashing with her, as she slipped away, just as quickly as he had her.

Lunging again, he caught her from behind, wrapping arms around her, his hand came into contact with her right breast, and he laughed again, not realizing what he had purchase on for a moment as the water cleared from his eyes. When he realized what he held in his hand, his first impulse was to draw his hand away, but he found himself caressing her, pulling her back against his bare chest.
 
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Her first impulse was to pull away when she felt his hand on her breast, but when he eased her body back against the warmth of his chest, an impulse surged through her body that she could not ignore. She found herself more then a little attracted to him, and feeling his manhood swelling slightly against the back of her thigh, she found herself more then a little aroused.

Tilting her head back, her eyes met his, locking together in a look that told all. Their lips touched, then parted, and then came together again in an impassioned surge of heat. His tongue parted lips, reaching into the inner depths of her mouth, searching out and discovering her own tongue. As their tongues entwined and danced, a soft, involuntary moan escaped Megan’s throat, giving voice to her increasing arousal, and need for him.
 
Jonathan:

Jonathan had never been one to go so far with a woman, so quickly under normal circomstances, but these could hardly be called normal circomstances... Other than using his humor to get close to a girl, he was usually pretty timmid, so having Megan in his arms, feeling her wonderful breasts, and holding her securely against his body only 24 hours after having met her was sort of out of character for him. But then, he wasn't thinking about any of that, his mind was focused on Megan.

He drew a hand up to run along her neck as they kissed, reluctantly straying his other from her full breast to feel more of her body. He drifted the palm of his hand down over the length of her stomach, sinking through the surface of the water where it met with Megan's waist. He'd swellled with arousal against her thigh, and he knew she could feel it pressing against her, so he ran his hand down, between her legs, slipping his fingers under the fabric of her bikini bottoms desiring to arouse her as much as she did him.

She moaned sofly as Jonathan fondled the nest of her sex with his finger tips. They were still locked in a passionate kiss that it felt like it might never end, but Megan drew back to take a breath. "Do you want this? Is it okay?" Jonathan asked, still holding her, back against front, his fingers gliding over the lips of her pussy slowly, rubbing her in circles.
 
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Megan thought for just a moment. Did she want this? Really want this? Then his fingertips brushed against her clit and he had no more doubts. A tingling sensation swept through her entire body, taking her breath away. “Oh yes! I want this. I want this very much.” Placing her hand over his, she guided him deeper between her thighs, pressing his strong fingers against her opening, making him feel the warmth of her arousal in the cool water. Her own hand pressed down between them, reaching for his erection, and taking firmly in her hand. He was hard. Wonderfully hard.
 
Jonathan:

The heat of Megan's arousal radiated out from her body, seeming to heat the water that surrounded them. He sunk a finger slowly inside of her, penetrating her with it the way he desired to penetrate her with his cock, in a long, slow stroke. Her hand clasped his ridged cock and glided up and down its length, her wet skin was like silk and its caress made him shiver. He turned his mouth toward her ear as he drew the pads of his fingers against the tender flesh concealed within her. "Megan." He breathed, his voice quivering with desire.
 
OOC: I have not forgotten you Ravenloft. You are as ever, my fav Sweet Rogue.

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Megan’s body shuddered with the pleasure of his touch. “OH God Jonathan. That feels so good.” She had never known such desire, such need. It felt so primal, so erotic, fondling and exploring each other in the openness of the pool, their love play visible for any who might care to watch. The thought that someone might be watching aroused her all the more. Turning about, she wrapped one long leg around his hips, drawing his cock hard against the soft fur of her womanly pleasures. Her lips pressed hard against his, her tongue reaching out to explore the inner reaches of his mouth. Lust was making her wild, and she loved it.
 
Jonathan:

"I want you." Jonathan whispered upon Megan's ear, his voice taking on a deeply sensual quality. Drawing a breath of excitement as she drew him against her, leaving herself open for him to penetrate into her. His pulse rose like a drum beat along the length of his cock as she drove her lips against his. Her tongue came in upon his in a cascade of lust. And in return, he sunk himself deep within her, his whimper of pleasure muffled against her lips was quickly quelled by her passion. Writhing with one another, in their carnal embrace, the water sloshing about their bodies.
 
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It wasn’t love making Megan craved. It was sex. The kind of wild, untamed fucking she had only ever read about. What was it about this place that inspired such wild release? She didn’t know, nor did she care. The rigidness of Jonathan’s cock pushed deep into her, filler her inner cavity with an abundance of manliness. The pleasure surged through her, her sigh of pleasure transformed into a deep, lustful moan. Jonathan cupped the cheeks of her ass with his strong hands, lifting her body as she wrapped both her legs about his middle, swivelling her hips to take him deeper within.
 
Jonathan:

Megan's suddenly wild spirit spurred Jonathan's lust, he thrusted roughly into her, her slippery core embraced and resisted Jonathan's driving force with a luscious heat that drew a stream of empassioned growls from him. "Oh fuck, you feel so hot, Megan, hold on to me, hold on to me." He swung Megan about in his arms, resting her partly upon the bank, supporting her hips with his hands, constantly pumping his steel like cock into Megan's seeping pussy.
 
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Megan’s head fell back, a deep moan emanating from within her. Jonathan’s mouth found the soft flesh of her throat and neck, kissing and nibbling it with frenzied enthusiasm. Her fingernails bit into his shoulders as she clung to his masculine form. Over and over he pounded into her, driving her to the pinnacle of her passion. “OH GOD JONATHAN!!! FUCK ME!! FUCK ME!!” her body, her mind, and all of her senses were consumed as her climax sent her rocketing out of control. Wave after wave of exquisite sensation surged through her, lifting her to heights she had never known before. “Oh Jonathan, I’m coming. I’M COMING. DON’T STOP. OH PLEASE GOD, DON’T STOP!!!!”
 
Jonathan:

Grunting and growling, lost in a swirl of hot, wild, carnal passion. Their wet bodies slapped together with each inward thrust Jonathan gave as Megan screamed out, posessed by her lust. Her loud crys for him to fuck her over and over drove Jonathan into a carnal lust he had never known before, He felt like an animal, wild and alive.

Megan cried out that she was cumming, and indeed she was, the hungry convultions of her slippery cave drew Jonathan in, drawing sudden bolts of milky seed from him, his body contorted and He threw himself down upon Megan, writhing against her with gasps of soft growling breath as he bit her skin.
 
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Megan’s mind spun in the seemingly endless waves of pleasure. Jonathan thrusting into her harder then before, the feel of his hot cum squirting into her body, the feel of his cock throbbing thick and strong within her was enough to let loose another wave of exquisite release. She clung to him, almost gasping for breath as their bodies moulded together. She was lost for words, her heart pounding fiercely in her chest.

They clung to one another for what seemed the longest time before he slowly lowered her back into the cool water of the pool. “Oh God Jonathan, I have never had sex like before, ever. Are you always such an incredible lover?”
 
Jonathan:

Smiling as his cheeks turned slightly red. "Never as wild as that, no." The look on his face suggested that it was true. He looked into Megan's eyes. "God that was amasing." He gushed, not able to contain how he felt.
 
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“Maybe it was just the stress relief we both needed. Fucking is way better then panicking.” She blushed a little at her own reasoning. “OK. I guess we should think about how to survive here. Where the hell are we anyway?” The setting was beautiful. A warm sea breeze swept up from the ocean, tall palms swayed gently to and fro, and the song of tropical birds danced through the tree tops. City folk would have paid a fortune to holiday in a place like this. She cast a hopeful smile at Jonathan.
 
Jonathan:

"The itenerary was taking us very near to the bermuda triangle..." Jon said, drawing back and looking about, himself. "You know, we don't even know if we are the only ones that made it to this island. There might be others alive..."

"Lets find, or maybe make some sort of shelter, get some sleep, and then sweep the shore for anything, or anyone else we can find? Sound good toots?" Jon said with a post coital induced smirk.
 
"OOC: trying to add a bit of mystery and maybe a little horror. Run with it Raven. Chill and thrill me!! MUAH!!"



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Megan almost froze. "TOOTS"??? No one had called her that since her Grandmother died. It was her pet name.

She shook it off. It had to be a Coincidence.

"I'm not sure i could sleep if i tried, but shelter sounds like a good idea. I am a little hungry as well." she giggled a little. "Sex always makes me hungry."

Climbing from the pool, they dressed and headed for the trees.

Some where in the deapths of the jungle a thick mist rose, swallowing all in it's path, almost as if it had a life of it own. but did it?
 
Jonathan:

Jon climbed out of the water with Megan and as he put his cloths on, he looked up at her, while she talked. "I could... Wear you out if need be, later, so you can sleep?" He said with an unpretentious smirk. He was done, and clothed a moment before Megan, so he walked over to her and casually helped her adjust her cloths, catching a look into her eyes as he did. Turning a little red, Jon looked away, with a fake cough, trying to hide his huge, goofy grin. "Food first, then shelter?" He asked, hesitently looking back at her, not able to wipe away his smile.

The mist that had arisen deeper in the jungle foliage began to crackle with life and energy. If someone had been standing in, or even near it, they could have heard radio transmissions, calling out in distress. And the mist only started to grow, subsuming even more of the relatively small island.

OOC: I like the idea, I was kinda hoping that we would do something like this. Check your pm babe. ;)
 
"Wear me out huh?" she laughed like a school girl, and it was then she realized just how relaxed she had become. Jonathan had made quite an impact on her. It was not often that she felt not only comfortable with a man, but felt safe as well. "it would take one hell of a man to achieve that. Think you got what it takes funny man?" she gave him a cheeky grin that came close to being a chalange.

Before he could answer she headed off towards the first bannana tree, and a much needed snack.
 
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Jonathan:

"...Sure I do! I'm ALL man!" Jon called out to Meg as she made off for the banana tree. "Hey! Challenge my libido, and then go off and grab a banana? Gowan!" He broke a bunch off, and snapped a single one off for each of them. "You know... I have never eaten a banana THIS fresh... Have you?" He pealed his and looked at it, poking the tip of it with his finger tip. "They're so... Stiff..." Jon lifted it up in front of his nose and went cross eyed at it, blatantly trying to get a laugh out of meg by being silly.
 
Megan grinned and slipped the peeled bannana between her lips, sliding it slowly in and out of her mouth, soft moans eminating from her lips as she sucked the slender fruit.

"MMMM, and it's SOOO big too. makes you want to take it deep into your mouth and .... swallow!!!" her eyes sparkled with laughter.

Digging out a beach bag from the suitecase, she picked a few hands of bannanas and stuffed them in for later.
 
Jonathan:

When Megan sucked on the banana, Jon fell silent, turning his head slightly to the side, his eyes locked on Meg's seductive lips as though he were in a trance. Jonathan stood there, while Megan joked about swallowing. He was looking at her like a boy on his birthday, longing to open a present he'd been waiting for ALL year long.

Finally, when she picked out some bags, Jon snapped out of his 'trance' and helped her fill up some bags with banana's. "You know Megan, I didn't think you'd ever come around to liking me when we were aboard the ship, I mean... I don't know, you just seemed kinda cold, but now... Boy, life and death situations really DO change people!" Jon was trying for a joke, but somehow, it got all twisted around in his mind, and it didn't feel like it came out the way he wanted to.
 
Megan's smile dropped a little and she sighed.

"I was on the cruise to get over a romance that was nothing short of a disaster. The last thing i was looking for was another man, and to be honest, you aren't the type of man i normaly look for, but perhaps that was the problem. Always looking for the wrong kind of man. What ever it is, I am glad it's you I am stranded with. The thought of being stranded with that waiter with the red hair and buck teeth, would make me greatful for that dildo in the suitecase." she gave him a wicked grin. There was something about him that felt comfortable. Here they were in a life and death situation, and all she could think about was how charming he was, and how good he looked in tight pants. Something about this place brought out her primal side, and she didn't mind it one bit.

By opening up to one another a little, they seemed to become even closer, and as they made their way deeper into the jungle, she could sense the strengening connection between them. They didn't have to look far before the discovered a cave in a hill side. It wasn't huge, but it was large enough to be comfortable, warm and dry, and with the look of the darkening clouds building on the horizon, it would about as good as they were going to find.
 
Jonathan:

Jon only nodded as Meg told him about why she was on the cruise to begin with as he munched on his own banana and walked along the island with her, carrying a hefty number of bags, not seeming to mind it at all. When she said she was glad she was stranded with him, Jon made a face, like a scruffy ape, still eating his banana, he puffed his cheeks out and opened his eyes really big. A moment later, he was back to munching on the last of his banana. Jon had to stifle a laugh when Meg talked about the red headed waiter and the dildo they had found so he could take the last swallow of the mushed up banana in his mouth.

Jon looked over at her, smiling as he noticed her wicked little grin. "All I can say babe, is that, thank god I am stuck on this island with you, otherwise, I might have considered using that dildo too..."

They found a cave, and Jon had set the bags down, cracking his back as he stretched. Looking over to where meg was rifling through the suit case, Jon spoke. "Hey Meg, can you tell me what happened between you and this other guy? I'm kinda curious, I don't want to make the same mistakes HE did you know?" Jon lowered his head when he asked, crouching down to pick at the ground with his fingers. He looked back up slowly as Meg turned toward him. "That is... If you and I are... You know..." There was a look of boyish anxiety in his eyes as he looked at Meg again.
 
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