Sweet Castaways

Kimmy

The limo pulled up the the jetty and Kimmy jumped out before the driver had a chance to open the door. It was so nice of her daddy to let her use his car, it never crossed her mind that he was more worried she would never find the place on her own. She was a small girl, which made her ample breasts look all the larger, and her frizzy blond hair made her look like a little pixi. She was cute for lack of a better word, but she was also the prime example of a dumb blond.

Heading off towards the yacht with a little skip in her step, something her father often told her was unbecoming of a lady of 20, she was called back by the driver. With a silly giggle, she took her bag from him, stating the obvious,

"How silly of me."

then heading off to the yacht again. She had been so excited since Shannon had told her about the party that she had bought seven new bikinies and five new outfits, never being able to descide what to wear to such a party. her breasts jiggled in her bikini top as she made her way to the Yacht, waving franticly at Shannon.

"Hey girl, i made it, and i didn't even need you to send a cab to find me this time." she giggled at the memory of a past experience. she really was silly. :)
 
Shannon

I hid a smile at DJ's obvious stare. His reaction gave me a lift. Hey, what do you think I bought the suit for? Hearing a car pull up, I went to the railing again and laughed out loud as I saw Kimmy arrive. You always knew a party was about to start when she arrived.

Calling down to her I said,"Hey, its about time you made it! Almost thought we were going to have to sail off without you. Get your cute little tush on board and let the sun worship begin!"

I looked over my shoulder at Andrea and said,"Hey, girl, get a move on and change. The suns not going to be out forever you know."

One more guest to take care of...as Pete came on board I smiled at him and said,"What kind of drink can I get for you? Name it and we have it." Whew! I was glad that Andrea was my co hostess. I wouldnt be able to keep up otherwise.
 
DJ

I turned to Andrea and said, Hey, if your going to get changed I might as well too, can you show me where to go? I asked. Taking the backpack off my shoulder and holding it in my hand.
 
Andrea

"Heya Kimmy!" I wave to the cute, little blonde, smiling hugely. "It's GREAT to see you made it!"

My spirits were lifting tremendously at Kimmy's appearace. She did come across as a bit scattered at times, but she was an absolute sweetheart. This was bound to be a fun excursion, no doubt what so ever!

I smile warmly to Pete as I walk past, inclining my head to him in welcome as I do so. "Good to see you again, Pete." My gaze flickers over to DJ. "C'mon DJ. I'll lead you downstairs. Follow me."

I turn and head down below decks, fully expecting him to be right behind me. Skipping lightly down the steps, I pause at the base, throwing a glance over my shoulder to DJ.

"You can change in that room there." I motion him to the door on the right. "I'll meet you back upstairs."

I dash off to the stateroom Shannon so recently vacated and rummage around in the dresser for my suit.
"Aha!" I murmur appreciatively under my breath as I lift up the slick, shiny silver bikini. I change quickly, making sure the straps are securely tied at each hip and behind my neck. I loved the feel of the strings of the ties bouncing lightly against the smooth skin of my hip as I walk. I glance into the full length mirror, twisting to the right and left, apprasing my form. Hmmm. Not too bad. Not too bad at all. My skin was creamy, honeyied beige. The warmth of it surprising when matched with the vivid red of my hair. I was one of the lucky red-heads. My skin didn't burn easily in the sun, instead I tanned quite nicely.

I slid my hand along the smooth curve of my waist, slipping up over my ribcage to cup the side of an uplifted breast. The sliver was an attractive color and matched the tiny lil silver hoop piercing my naval, the result of a silly dare on a night out with a group of friends.

Satisfied with my appearance, I reach over and grab a towel off the bed and pad barefoot back up to top-deck, settling comfortably and stretching out in a vacant deck chair.
 
DJ

Entering the washroom andrea showed me I quickly opened my backpack and threw on some trunks and beach T-shirt than ran back upstairs to rejoin the others


[Edited by Scotty5 on 03-12-2001 at 10:37 PM]
 
Kimmy

Kimmy was never much of a drinker, but when she was offered a beer she took it, trying not to break a nail as she opened the top. The can became a little shaken in her attenpts to open it and with a squeel, the beer sprayed forth over most of the people on deck. Kimmy busrt into fits of giggles as the frothy beer showered her, one of the men grabbing the can from her hand and threw it over board, putting an end to the drama.

Kimmy was soaked, her bikini becomeing completele transparent, still giggling like a child.

"I think i better change"
 
Shannon

I raised my glass to Pete's toast and put it to my lips. Giving him a quick glance over the rim of my glass, I then looking away.

Both Andrea and I had been friends with Pete for so long now, he seemed almost like family. Except for one thing...I had had a schoolgirl crush on him since I was about sixteen. But he always kept it friendly and I didnt want to ruin a great friendship so I kept such thoughts to myself. Not even Andrea knew.

His kiss on my cheek left a tingling and I lost my train of thought for a minute until a spray of beer shot out and doused us both. Laughing, I stood there as the golden liquid ran in small rivelts down my face.

"Either that or we have the captain pull out and go diving.," I said to Kimmy.
 
Kimmy

Kimmy gave Shannon a wicked smile and a wink.

"oh yes. Diving can be so much fun. Jumping into the water can be a lot of fun too." she gigged at the little joke she had just made, never quite catching onto the fact that most of them never actually found her jokes as funny as she did. Reaching into her bag, she pulled out a new bikini top, the tag still attached, and changed without bothering to go below. One thing she could never be called was shy.
 
Shannon

I rolled my eyes and chuckled at Kimmy's lack of inhabitions and then gave the guys a dirty look for staring. Finally shrugging I headed up to talk to the captain.

"I'll tell Captain Willy to take her out," I said to my guests as I left. "It looks as if we are it in this party."
 
Captain Willy

(Captain Willy is a tall, lean, red-head, 6'5" tall and built like a swimmer, lean middle, tight butt, and broad shoulders. He's well muscled, but it's the long natural looking muscle, not the bulky kind you see at the gym. Willy, not surprisingly, is a triathlon fanatic, hoping to qualify for the Hawaii Ironman.)

Most of the pre-launch checks complete, I duck under the low doorway into the aft bunk room, where the guys have stowed their belongings. It's a hot day, and I can't see wearing the collared shirt and heavy cargo shorts. I toss my clothes and shoes into my sea bag, and rummage around hunting for my suit. All I seem to have is the speedo I use for my serious swimming, and while both Shannon and Andrea are used to foreign beaches, some of the guests might be offended by a captain in a speedo. I continue to dig through my stuff, oblivious to the fact I'm bollicky bare-ass.
 
DJ

I returned on deck to find most of the occuopants soaked with beer. I simply smiled and said I see the partys started without me.
 
Mind if i come aboard....

OOC: mind if i join in?

IC: Driving on a motorcycle through the docks, a young man says ot hismelf..."Dman it! i'm late! Shit, i really dont wnana be late for _this_" Michael rides up near, the yacht his unbuttoned shirt revealign his, perfect Swimmers body, he pulls up beside the yacht. "Hey Everyone! Hows the party goign on wihtout me soo far?" Michael Sneaks a few looks at Kimmy, Andrea and Shannon, in their bikini's, and jumps into the yacht. Michael can't help but notice their amazing asses, as he always does. He nods to the DJ and Pete, grabs a beer, and leans back against the edge of the yacht, his sunglasses, shinnign int he sun.

[Edited by HotStuff101 on 03-13-2001 at 07:27 PM]
 
Shannon

Just as I begin to go talk to the Captain, I heard someone come on board and turned to see Michael. Calling to Andrea, I said,"Will you go tell Captain Willy to get us out to where we can dive?"

Turning back to Michael, I said,"We were almost going to leave without you. You just had to do the grand entrance didnt you?"

I laughed though. Michael was a bit of a renegade but he was always fun at parties and so he had an open invitation to any of the ones they threw.
 
DJ

Now a little excited I turned to shannon and asked so were will we be diving? And what shall we do while we wait?
 
Michael

Michael Raises his, hand and presses his bike remote, and with a beep, its locked up.

"Hmmm i think we need some music as we go out onto the water." Michael moves over to the stereo, and turns up music, and starts mooving to it. He then makes a hand motion to Shannon, for her to come dance with him, as he winks at her. He starts to make his way over to her and holds out his hand. "Common", he says" If you won't come dance, I'm sure anyone of these amazing beautiful girls would care too." As he waves for everyoen else to have some fun.
 
Kimmy

Kimmy needed no invitation to dance. With the volume turned up, her body took on a life of it's own. Running her hands up the length of her body, over her breasts, through her hair, she began to move and gyrate to the rythem. She moved with grace and ease, turning and sliding across the deck in smooth motion, rubbing her cute little ass teasingly up against Michael, winking at Shannon. Her lessons in erotic dancing had payed off. she was a tease and she loved it, running the tip of her tongue over his lips as she looked at DJ. It was party time.
 
Michael

Michael puts his hands on kimmy' waist, and move his hips lcoser to his. He pulls close behind her, and their hips start to gyrate togetehr, grinding their hips together erotically.
 
Andrea

"Ah... I see the bad boy has arrived. Heya Michael." I laugh aloud at Michael's appearance and his and Kimmy's subsequent dance number. Gotta admit though, they both definitely knew how to move their bodies. Woohoo!

I hop up from my seat and skirt around the dancing couple. "Sure thing, Sis. I'll let the good Cap'n know that we're ready to go."

I head off in search of the Captain, peering into control room and checking out the bow of the boat, I don't find anyone. Hmmmm. Wonder where he could be? "Willy?" I call out, but to no avail - there is no response. I turn and make my way to the aft area of the boat, checking out all the rooms as I pass. Slipping through the low doorway I spot him. Man do I spot him! He's completely nude! My eyes widen in shock as my gaze slips down over his smoothly muscled back and over the sweet curve of his buttocks. OMG... what an absolutely gorgeous specimen he is. Da-a-a-amn. He should be a nudist. And I shouldn't be here, the thought rudely intrudes. I should leave. I should turn around and haul ass out of here. But I can't. My feet are completely and utterly planted. My face flames as he turns and catches me staring.

I clear my throat and avert my eyes, albeit reluctantly.

"Ahem! Sorry for the interruption. Uhm... Shannon sent me. Everyone is here. We're.. we're reading to pull away whenever you are."
 
Cap'n Willy

As I hear a voice I turn instinctively, only to see Andrea, redfaced, her mouth agape, starting to sweat. No, it's a glow, beautiful women don't sweat, they glow. I realize why she looks that way, as she drops her eyes first down, then to the side.

"Andrea, you're beautiful when you blush!" I place the speedo, what there is of it, to block her view of what I hope she's already seen. "Can't find a suit other than this one that I train in. Thought sure I had one here...You look a little distressed, kiddo, sorry if my nekkidness surprised you. Don't be embarrassed, I've about seen it all, what with toting around your parents and their nudist friends. Your not a kid anymore, so I can laugh it off if you can..."

I slip the speedo on, and once safely hidden, my unit begins immediately to stretch the fabric. In flaccid state, it's nothing impressive, but my muscular abs and thighs, ample red curls, and the fact I'm uncut usually keep a lady's interest until it reaches out well over 7" erect.

"So everyone's ready to go? Just a minute ago you were waiting for everyone..."
 
Andrea

The red blush quickly changed from embarrassment to indignation. Kiddo?! God how I hate that word. My eyes flick back to his face, glittering dangerously as they narrow in outrage. My back stiffens defensively as I glare at him.

“You are exactly right. I am well aware that I am 22 years old now and I am most definitelynot a child. I don’t need to be reminded of that constantly or be referred to as kiddo!”

I huff angrily, tossing my hair back over my shoulder as I turn on my heel to make my way quickly back topside. Muttering under my breath about patronizing, condescending males. Kiddo indeed!
 
Willy

Brat. She's an independant brat. A sweet one though, and carving a niche of independence for herself. Hell, I call my mother kiddo. Ah, well, gave her an 'out' after that embarrassment. Best I get this show on the road.

Finally topside, in Teva's and speedo, plus a T-shirt that says "I'm the Boss!" on the front and "At your Service" on the back.

shouting:

"OK, gather round and kill the music a minute, huh? C'MON, you want to go, we do this first!"

A few hard looks, but the sisters and their guests DO want to leave, so they finally give me some measure of attention.

"A Party is for FUN. Getting hurt is NOT FUN. The sea is NOT a joke, we are it's guests, and it can be dangerous. In plain english, when I say it's time to listen to me, and quit FUCKING AROUND, you best do it. We're heading south, away from where the storm is heading. Seas may get rough later on, but I hope not. And use sunscreen, often. You get rowdy or staggering drunk, we'll lock you downstairs. Other than that, it's Shannon and Anrea's party, so just have fun."

"Shannon, you got the bow? Andrea, cast her off!"
 
Shannon

I smiled as I watched Kimmy and Michael dancing. Quite frankly they were a perfect couple. The rebel and the party girl. I was just about to ask Pete to dance when I heard the captain demanding our attention. I sighed and turned off the music. I knew what was coming next.

"Yadda, yadda, yadda," I said to myself under my breath as he launched into his speech. Quite frankly either Andrea or I could give this speech word for word we had heard it so many times.

I caught Pete looking at me quizzically and I shrugged after about the millionth time the 'I am the boss at sea' speach from Capt. Willy lost its ummph.

Doing a mock salute I headed to the bow to do as the captain asked. At least this party was off and running now.
 
Kimmy

When the music stopped and the Captain gave his speach, Kimmy leaned back against Michael, loving the feel of him against her back, and she didn't miss the slight swelling in his shorts either. She tilted her head back to give him a wicked smile, slipping her hand between then to give his cock a quick feel, giggling at the fun she was having.

As they pulled away from the jetty, she took the opertunity to slip below into the gally and look for some of the sweet fruity wine she was so partial to.
 
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