Shipwrecked On Mermaid Isle Part 3
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Your name is Malexos, a simple Athenian captain sent to scout beyond the Pillars of Heracles for viable ports for Athenian goods, badly needed after the decade-long war with the Trojans. It is the mythic era of ancient Greece, a time of blood, wine, and bronze. You yourself are a veteran of the Trojan war and have the scars to prove it.
You feel the gentle rocking of your ship, even beneath the free-swaying hammock that supports your muscled frame. Your hair is black and cropped short to your head. Your voyage beard grows thick and curly from your face. Your eyes, blue-green like the sea, rest upon a roll of papyrus in your lap. By candlelight you write your journal.
This morning we passed between the Pillars where Heracles supposedly held the world to give Atlas a moment of respite. The waters are calm. More calm than I expected. Scouts who have come this far report this sea beyond as being vast and treacherous with heavy waves and storms. So far, the wind has been high and we have made great pace southward, hugging the lands of Aethiopia which seem to go on forever. I hope that by tomorrow...
You leave a scratch of ink as your hand drifts down the page. You fall asleep mid-sentence to the rocking of the boat.
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Getting taken prisoner sucks. It involves endless manacled marching and cruel whipping whenever you stumble or falter. Being sold into slavery sucks. It involves standing naked under the hot sun, as Amazons mutter and joke to each other about you, while your throat dries out and a thin layer of dust cakes you. The start of being a slave wasn’t so bad. The dust of the markets was washed off. The welts that my whippings had left were poulticed. I was anointed with fragrant oils and...
I walked through the forest hunting deer. It was high-noon when I had picked up the tracks of a small herd. I lived on the forest edge and had been living in these woods for some time. So it was odd finding foot prints. I was armed with my bow, staff and a short sword. Following the tracks the foot prints went off to the east while the herd continued north. Listing to the forest it went completely silent. This was the first sigh that something was wrong. Stopping my keen ears picked up on the...
After six months on her new job, Melissa found herself summoned to Masters’ office. At first she was worried she had done something wrong but the boss quickly put her at ease. “Melissa, you’ve been a great hire and a wonderful asset to the office,” he said. “It’s about time you had a vacation.” “Well, um, thanks, but I don’t really know if I’ve saved enough to afford a trip,” Melissa said. “I thought you might say that,” Masters said with a smile. “I’ve talked this over with your folks and...
The beautiful shipwrecked captain Rene held her first mate, Maggie close. " don't worry, we're going to be rescued soon." Maggie cried on Rene's shoulder. " I sure hope so." " it's going to be okay, calm down honey." Maggie's sorrow was blown away by a kiss from Rene
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Chimera Isle was as perfect as it sounded. The ocean a deep blue, the trees full, with intense green leaves, the air warm and intoxicating. Cambry gazed around in awe as she gathered her luggage from the employee van. Looking around, she knew this was going to be a hell of a summer. ‘Are you ready?’ asked Keeli excitedly. She hadn’t stopped talking about it for the past four days since the audition. Keeli was wild and candid by nature. This was her place. She was made for Chimera Isle. ‘Ooh,...
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My name is Gillian. I am the captain of a yacht called the Squirter. I am not your typical crusty ole ship captain. Most men and some women find me attractive if I may be so bold. I am blonde, brown eyes, and thirty-four b breasts. I have had my share of semen or is it seamen?Please sit back and let me tell you about a four-hour cruise that went amuck. I have a first mate named Bob. Let us say Bob is not the sharpest tool in the shed. His parents named him Robert, but he goes by Bob. That way,...
VoyeurIt had been about eight months since they had been rescued from the island. Their story of surviving the disaster and their rescue briefly made some headlines before other events occurred, that natural cycle of news. What had happened on the island was kept a secret by the seven survivors. The captain and his first mate, absolved of any responsibility in the shipwreck, moved on to work on another boat. Dave and Rachel were still a couple. Brad and his wife Leslie returned to their lavish...
The crisp and chill morning air turned the breath of me and Virginia into streamers of fog as we sprawled together on a pile of clothing and grass. Dew had collected around us, and the enchantment that Virginia had cast to ensure we would not freeze as we lay in our natural state had worn off with the coming of the dawn. And so, the two of us were beginning to collect ice on the parts of our bodies not currently touching – a hand here, a shoulder there, bits of our legs. We were not pressed...
Cambry, Keeli and Grant walked slowly back to their summer haven basking in the warm ocean breeze. They had just finished up their orientation meeting at their summer job here at Chimera Isle and all were still tingling from the sexual display they had witnessed. This was definitely going to be a different place to work than any had worked before. After Jon, one of the hundreds of employees from Chimera Isle, exploded onto the owner’s wife, Cambry had glanced around the large auditorium to...
1. WAITING TO BE RESCUED! As the boat came towards our island to rescue us, I gathered a few items quickly that I thought I might need. I had no idea what the ship was that we were going to be taken to. I rushed around the shelter and threw some underwear, panties and bras, a few skirts and tops and a couple of pairs of shoes quickly into a bag. I put some makeup into a hand bag and then at the last moment, I grabbed a packet of the contraceptive pills I had been taking for so long and...
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Erotic(Copied from the twenty-second chapter of _The Voyages and Adventures of Turgon the Learned_, as found in the Emperor's library in Styrgia.) The ship's next landfall was to be at Kylie, oft known as the Isle of Women. This news brought great excitement among our expedition. I, however, observed that the sailors (who had taken this route aforetimes) seemed to be smiling and joking privately at some folly of ours, rather than sharing our anticipation. I immediately suspected that the...
I don’t know why I’m here. The Isle of Capri had such a lovely ring to it and Italy has always been of interest. It’s been so many years since I had a vacation and so much has happened to me I knew that I had to do something. I thought maybe a few weeks in the hot sun would do me good. I woke up today and realized that it was a most incredible day and that if nothing else, I should go down to the water and see what happens in the Isle of Capri. I don my bikini and put a dress over top of it...
Part OneArrivalJanet Thomson lounged on the sundeck of the sleek cruise liner determined to perfect her tan in preparation for the aptly named Fantasy Explorers' visit to the little know Caribbean island of St Pedro, arrival being early next morning. She stretched her slim, tanned body on the sun lounger and enjoyed the final hours of the afternoon sun. She was wearing a tiny black bikini with gold chains on the sides and looked absolutely stunning. She sat up glancing at the ship's pool- deck...
“Wake up swine!” You hear a cruel female voice command as cold water drenches your face shocking you into consciousness. You try to wipe away the water, but your hands and ankles are firmly bound. Shaking your head and blinking your eyes you slowly begin to regain focus, coming out of a drugged like state. Your mind races trying to remember and process your surroundings. As a captain of a small company of soldiers you were sent to capture a local tribe that has been raiding your newly founded...
If anyone had asked Zack, he would have told them he couldn't recall ever being happier with his life. Life on the island was interesting and exciting, as well as relaxing. After their defeat of the pirates, the native men now viewed the two sailors as something between a deity and their chieftain of war. However, best of all was his relationship with Nani whom he found to be an excellent companion while his friendship with Destand continued to grow. Overall, life was treating the two...
When Zack and Captain Destand stepped into the small clearing below the caves, three heavily armed crew members from the first mate's old ship greeted them with drawn sabers and menacing looks on their faces. The crew members from The Elizabeth didn't know who this new stranger was and they viewed Destand with suspicion. Zack quickly explained to the crewmen who Destand was and where he came from. Zack started by telling them about the old ship Destand had once skippered and how his crew...
The first ship the two Captains swam around had several lines, and wreckage hanging over the side. As the two swam around the vessel, in addition to what was hanging over the sides, they could also see lots of debris hanging down from the masts and yardarms. Looking up through all the wreckage, they were not encouraged by what they could see. Finally they picked what they felt would be the two easiest ropes for them to climb, and then started the long crawl up to the deck. Once they climbed...
Before the ship's tender with the three sailors on board touched shore, Nani and Loni were already standing knee deep in the water, waiting to help pull the boat up on the beach. As many times as Zack had seen the two ladies he was still amazed with their beauty and grace. If there wasn't so much to do, Zack mused how much he would like to go off with Nani and spend some time alone with her. He felt pleased to note that he never felt he was growing tired of her. Instead he found his desire...
Zack glanced over the ship's sideboards and stared at the beach. From what he could see, there wasn't anyone stirring around the fires. It appeared everyone had gotten drunk and then passed out. As he prepared to leave the ship he turned to Ben and remarked, "I'll see you back at the clearing. Good luck." Ben stood there for a moment looking at Zack. He was obviously trying to decide if he wanted to share with the young first mate what was on his mind. Finally, he shrugged his shoulders...
Zack was still cradling Nani in his arms in their cabin when he heard the Captain holler from up on deck. "Hey, were you coming back up here sometime today?" Zack could hear the amusement in the Captain's voice. Zack intended to just give Nani one last big hug, but she quickly reached out, grabbed his hand and pulled him to her. Taking his face in both of her hands she pulled his face to hers and placed her lips on his. The kiss that ensued curled Zack's toes and with great reluctance he...
Carefully Zack started to meander through the ship with the goal in mind to discover if there were any other pirates still aboard besides the one he had rendered unconscious, and if so, how many. Eventually Zack ended up back where he'd started without coming across any more pirates. He headed towards the stern where he'd found the Countess along with all the treasure during his last visit hoping to see if he could help the poor woman. Finally Beecher was standing in the aft passageway...
My second problem was that there was no Macy's in sight. Hell, there wasn't even a Seven-Eleven. There was a limit to the island's resources that all three of us hadn't already shared. I found my solace to contemplate my dilemma at the top of a coconut tree on the north side of the island. When you get to the top of one of those things you really feel alone. How was I going to get a whole day alone with Jessica without annoying JoanI? One thing I knew, JoanI had no use for traipsing...
So I'm laying here wondering exactly why it is that my wrists and ankles are shackled to all four corners of the bed I also was thinking about how vulnerable this position was. Any time a guy has his legs spread apart like this, it makes him think. About the time I started thinking about escape, I caught the distinct smell of coffee, eggs, and fresh smoked ham on it's way into the house. The door opened and the girls walked in with a big tray that also included juice and fruit. They both...
As I was getting up, JoanI and Jessica walked into the hut and announced that they wanted to go fishing. I looked at the two of them, blinked, and shrugged my shoulders. They picked up the tackle gear and poles and headed out to the south beach where we had found good fishing before. I walked out to the beach for a quick rinse and then made a little breakfast. I had found some coffee bushes during a walkabout and picked enough beans to keep me in coffee for a bit. I put some on the fire and...
Four days had passed since our little dance in the rain. There had been similar showers but we were definitely getting that cast-away look and I decided that it was time for a well deserved bath. More exploration of the island discovered both a fresh water spring and a collection of hot mineral springs that I had not yet shown the women. The had been bugging me to take them on one of my walk-abouts and as well as the soap root that I had mentioned. The girls had another concern, especially...
"How many more do you think we need?", Jessie asked. "Well, when you think you really don't want to pick anymore, you might be about a third done," I replied. "We got at least two more rooms to do, and what you got done so far might be enough for one wall. Don't worry. I'll come get you for lunch and we can go for another swim". "You really think you can handle a swim after all that extra activity you had last night?" JoanI stuck in as she rolled her eyes. "Ahhhh...so you...
There was a tree that was squatted out in four directions about ten feet up. I sent the women out to pick reeds and elephant leaves and I started hauling the lumber over. The ropes on the ship were pretty much gone but there were plenty of pulleys on board. A few vines and I was set. Before long I had a good floor to walk across and I was setting up walls with bamboo poles. I went to check the roasting pig and put the clams around the rocks lining the fire pit. Having all the framework done...
It wasn't supposed to be like this. it was just supposed to be a nice simple outing on a friend's sailboat with Jesse and Joani. The idea of being alone all day with two beautiful women did not bother me at all. The weather was supposed to be good, so I let the sails out and took off for open ocean. Funny how things can change out on the water. We weren't more then an hour off Manele Bay when things started to get dark in a hurry and I started to turn in, but the girls insisted that it was...
She couldn’t walk another step. She was soaked to the bone and the salt from the seawater was making her itch. The cold water was also responsible for her stiff muscles that were screaming for her to stop and rest. But she knew she couldn’t, if she stopped she might not get going again. She’d read all the books about survival, if she stopped she would probably fall asleep, if she fell asleep she might never wake up again. Someone has to live around here! I saw the dock earlier. She would have...
The bedroom was just beginning to fill with the watery light of dawn. Tints of rose, gold and lavender began to spread across the quilted covers on the bed. Arianna’s internal alarm clock was beginning to nudge her awake but she kept her eyes closed in an attempt to prolong her dreamy sleep. She stirred in silent protest when her stomach lurched from nausea. In an effort to control it she concentrated on the memories of Mark loving her the night before. He had been exquisitely tender, taking...
This story has a fairly long lead in before you get to the action, so be patient, and I hope you think it is worth it. Part 2 will be up shortly as well, which will raise the temperature a lot of degrees more. We’d been away from home now for nearly 3 weeks, and were getting close to our goal. Our boat had conquered 30 foot waves, and horrendous hurricane force winds, and the 6 person crew (four men and two women) had become a slick team, any rough edges having been long since knocked off. ...
“Wow”, was all I could say as we collapsed together. “Wow indeed”, she responded, “Maybe getting marooned won’t be so bad after all”. And she kissed me, long and languorously, our tongues tasting and sliding gently, over and over, until the sheer sensuality of this stoked the fires again, and turning her over, I slid my hard again cock into her dripping pussy. Once more our passion built, and my cock pistoned into her belly, until her body shivered and pulsated in orgasm after orgasm, and...
“Have I much catching up to do?”, asked Terry. “You certainly have”, replied Angie, and turned back to Terry, to strip off her dried clothes. “Look, Ted, just look at her breasts. Don’t you just want to suck them right now?” “They are lovely”, I admired, and moved across to sandwich Terry between Angie and me, and bent over to kiss her breast, cupping it in my hand. I was delighted when Angie also bent over and our heads touched as we each worked on a breast. In a while, as Terry started...
1. THE PROPOSAL ".... Will you marry me?" I was stunned! I wasn't expecting this at all! Here I was, a transgendered woman nearing my 50th birthday, at my boyfriend's 60th birthday celebration meal and he has gone down on bended knee and declared his love for me in front of a packed restaurant and held out the most beautiful diamond engagement ring! What is a girl to do? Accept of course! Although I had only been living as a woman for about 6 years, I had stopped thinking of myself...
“Have I much catching up to do?”, asked Terry. “You certainly have”, replied Angie, and turned back to Terry, to strip off her dried clothes. “Look, Ted, just look at her breasts. Don’t you just want to suck them right now?” “They are lovely”, I admired, and moved across to sandwich Terry between Angie and me, and bent over to kiss her breast, cupping it in my hand. I was delighted when Angie also bent over and our heads touched as we each worked on a breast. In a while, as Terry started to...
Group Sex“Wow”, was all I could say as we collapsed together. “Wow indeed”, she responded, “Maybe getting marooned won’t be so bad after all”. And she kissed me, long and languorously, our tongues tasting and sliding gently, over and over, until the sheer sensuality of this stoked the fires again, and turning her over, I slid my hard again cock into her dripping pussy. Once more our passion built, and my cock pistoned into her belly, until her body shivered and pulsated in orgasm after orgasm, and...
Straight SexThis story has a fairly long lead in before you get to the action, so be patient, and I hope you think it is worth it. Part 2 will be up shortly as well, which will raise the temperature a lot of degrees more. We’d been away from home now for nearly 3 weeks, and were getting close to our goal. Our boat had conquered 30 foot waves, and horrendous hurricane force winds, and the 6 person crew (four men and two women) had become a slick team, any rough edges having been long since knocked off. ...
Straight SexThe next few hours aboard the man-o-war were a blur. Orders were shouted only to have them countermanded and then finally discarded soon to be followed with new orders. Several ferocious hand to hand fights were in progress while total chaos reigned throughout the ship. For a time it appeared the first mate's ship might actually be victorious; however, eventually it was becoming clear the sheer tenancy of the pirates verses the ship's crew was starting to move the fight in favor of the...
Captain Pierre Destand This time as the first mate slowly awoke he could tell by the position of the shadows on the walls of the hut it was later in the day. The sailor carefully pushed himself up to a sitting position, not surprised his body was still sore; but what surprised him was how little his gunshot wound hurt. The young sailor sat on his mat considering if he possessed the strength to try to go outside when three men entered the hut. Two of the men were the natives who had brought...
H.M.S. Elizabeth Lying in the hut on his mat the next morning, Zack's mind slowly cleared from the clouds of sleep. Looking around the bamboo hut Zack slowly became aware he was not alone on the bed; somebody was still next to him. He vaguely recalled the events from the night before just as he was falling asleep. Nani had shared his bed, but since he'd been so exhausted from the day, the memory was rather dim. As carefully as possible, he turned on his left side, and looked over at the...
Salvage The next morning before returning to the ship to continue the salvage work the two sailors met with Kekoa. The old French Captain and Zack felt the need to do something to help protect the villages from the marauding pirates when they returned. During that time with Kekoa they also discussed what to do, and where to hide, when the pirates came back to the island. All three men felt it was not a question of if, but rather one of when the pirates would revisit the island. Eventually...
Zack quickly stepped back into the passageway and leaned against the wall, his heart pounding in his chest. Seeing Merick so unexpectedly tied to the chair had been more of a shock to Zack than he would have imagined. The man he had just seen had bruises over his body; his hair was long, filthy and tangled and his face was covered with a scraggly beard. When Zack first saw Merick he hardly recognized him. It was obvious the man had been treated badly; but try as hard as he could, Beecher felt...
For the rest of the day the ship's crew, along with all the natives, stayed glued to the ship's railing watching the distance between the two ships with great interest. By late afternoon it was obvious to Zack, his ship was slowly gaining ground on the pirate ship; however, it was not going to be possible for them to catch up to the pirates before nightfall. Destand and Beecher at one time considered trying to a fire cannon shot at fleeing the pirate ship, but both men realized the distance...
About a week later, we'd settled down into a routine of gathering food in the morning and catching fish just before noon, making a hearty lunch and then a cozy nap. We would usually awaken from that nap in a lusty mood and savor it until just after a light evening meal. We'd decided that the stars and moon should witness our passions for each other, and we'd fall asleep outside by the fire. We also started building a small hut, and the work was slow and tedious. Lena proved to be the better one...
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