Jungle part 2 (M/F/F, cons, rom) I had had the best time, Paul my jungle rescuer, turned out to be an excellent host so my days on the island flew by. I could hardly believe my week was almost up one morning as I lay in Paul's arms we explored the reality of leaving each other and this place. " I hate the thought of leaving", as I snuggled closer in his arms. "Well maybe we can make this last day memorable" as he flashed me that incredible smile of his. We snuggled a few more minutes then my stomach rumbled loud enough for both of us to hear it, giggling we got up and came out of the hut looking for breakfast. As I sat in the early morning cool eating my breakfast I again was struck at the contrast between this island and my life off the island. I mean at school it is rush here, rush there, intense philosophical discussions with my classmates, up all night getting work done and definitely a lot more clothes. Here it seemed get up, eat, fish, eat, work in this beautiful environment and defiantly a lot less clothes. I had moved right into the mainstream of the island and taken too easily in fact I was dreading thinking about wearing a bra and well shoes where going to be very hard. "Paul I don't understand how all this has stayed like this that no one has found this island and turned it into a tourist haven with mega huge hotels. I mean how has it stayed so peaceful" "It is private property and we live here as we wish" "Oh that Count guy I heard about on the ship owns it?" "Ya something like that.... now what shall we do your last day?" "Well day and a NIGHT actually", I said with much emphasis on our nighttime activities. "Hmmm night too...yea right" as he leaned over and began playing with my breast. I watched as he carefully spread some of his food on to my breast and then slowly licked it off, paying particular attention to my nipple. The way his tongue could curl around it and draw it into his soft warm mouth was just so pleasurable. I just closed my eyes and let it happen. "Yea you're right we should wait until night" as he abruptly stopped, got up and walked away. It was times like these I was glad I was sitting down; I had always thought the expression 'weak in the knees' to be trite. No anymore I knew now it was the physiological response to having someone lovingly arouse me and then abruptly leave. Paul was called to his father's hut, who I had learned was the leader of this group of islanders and I headed into our hut to get cleaned up and begin to pack up my possessions. As I packed I must have daydreamed a bit about the past week when I looked up to see one of the island girls. "I am Leilani," said the slight ebony haired young woman. "Oh ...Hi, I didn't hear you come in....I am Kitt." She bowed slightly and smiled, and I thought these people must have an incredible dental plan they had the best smiles. "You need to come with me...," She said pointing to me then to herself and out the hut door. "No, I am waiting for Paul" "You need to come with me," she said a bit more insistent. "Did Paul send you?" "YOU need to come with me!" Now I am thinking great dental plan bad schools. Whoever ran this island was not doing the islanders any favors by not educating them in English at least. Questions seemed of little use so I got up and followed Leilani out the door. She led me past the other huts and out into the jungle and by a trail only she seemed to know. She was a fast walker and adept in moving in thick jungle and so I had to catch up to her to ask again; "Are we going to Paul?" She gave me a quizzical look and I though fine no questions, I am just to follow her. After what seemed like a most of the morning we arrived at this stone edifice. It looked to be carved out of the side of the only mountain on the island, some kind of temple or something. In fact I thought it looked not unlike the Temple of Doom from the movie with the same name then also thinking to I had to pay more attention to my classes other than just the cinema ones, 'cause my imagination was going wild. She darted in the main door and as I stumbled in behind her. I caught myself looking around and was awed at the magnitude of the inside. The ceiling or actually dome rising a good three stories off the main floor. There was kind of a spiral staircase that wound all the way up to the top of the dome, a staircase or balcony type arrangement. The room I was standing in was about as big as a football field and almost as bare as one in the off season. The light came in from the opening in the dome which gave the place a very eerily look. "Leilani" "LEILANI" "Ok Leilani...I have had enough fun ...where are you?" By this time I had convinced myself I was in the middle of "Scream 3" and any minute the bad guy was going to rush out and hack me to bits, or at the least Freddie Kruger vacationed here and I knew what he did to young girls. Trying to calm down I reasoned she could not have gone far so she had to be here somewhere and at the worst the island was not that big so I could walk out if I had to. I knew the other passengers were still on the island because at night we had been regaled with tales of nude women in the lagoon, some of the guys wondering the beach and a cat fight between two of the women. "Ok Lielani, I'll play your little game.... I'll just look around and you come back out when you are ready...OK?" The temple as I had begun to think of it was decorated with very intricate stone carvings and actually was a beautiful artifact, and if I had been in the mood it would have been a lot more interesting. But I wasn't I was getting more aggregated by the minute. Then Lielani reappeared carrying a robe of some kind and basket with some other things in it. "Where have you been? You know it is not nice to leave a person alone in a strange place." "You change now Leilani help you" "No not until I know what is going on." I stood firm with my arms crossed in front of me, hiding my nakedness and my vulnerability more than anything. "You change, Leilani explain." "Leilani explain and then maybe I change." Leilani shrugged and then tried to explain that today was the festival of the Flower and Banana gods, I was the guest of honor and Lielani was to prepare me as the Flower Princess for the Banana Prince. It was all making sense in sort of south sea island kind of way. I'd seen the movie "Hawaii" and maybe it would be fun to be all decked out in flowers and such as long as I was not sacrificed to the gods. "Ok Leilani, first I am not a sacrifice, no human sacrfice OK." Leilani tried to stifle a giggle as she assured me no human sacrifce. "Ok then what do I do?" Still feeling a bit skeptical yet willing to play along. She brightened up immediately and led me over to a sunken pool that could not be seen from the front, it was so low in the floor. It was fairly good size about eight feet across, with shallow end and a deeper end. The water was warm and so refreshing I sunk down in to my shoulders letting my hair just float out on the water. Leilana poured in some scented oil that made the whole area smell like hyacinth. Leilana then began to massage in some fragrant stuff in my scalp and hair with her obviously experienced and strong fingers. I just leaned back and let her do her thing. It is always an indulgence to have someone else wash my long thick hair and this was a very sensual experience. Leilana moved down my scalp, then to my shoulders, with her very sensual massage. I was so relaxed that I was not at all surprised when Leilana removed her skirt and came in the pool with me. I sat up so she could actually slip in behind me as I let my back press up against her breasts. I had to say I found this very sensual, as her nipples were hard. She then let her hands drift from my shoulders down across my breasts, smoothing in the aromatic oils. The feeling was so erotic, so amorous and so in keeping with this island. I just let her continue to massage my breasts, as I leaned back into her letting my own fingers move down to my pussy. She cupped each breast in her hands taking the nipples between her thumb and fingers gently rolling them to an aroused hardness. I leaned back into her arching my back as she began to nuzzle my neck and nibble my ear. She seemed to move in such as way as to still hold still me against her with one arm but now she moved my hands away and began to move her nimble fingers into my slit with her other. I opened my legs allowing the warm water and Leilani's finger easy access. The warmth of sensation seemed to wash over me as again and again she took me over the edge. She seemed to know where to touch, where to pinch and where to push almost like she had eight hands instead of only two the whole time nibbling or nuzzling my neck. I could have stayed there all day and allowed her talented fingers to caress every part of me but all too soon she stood up and left me contented in the pool. As she walked about the room gathering things I noticed she was shaved or at least had no pubic hair I could see. I was about to ask about that when she said; "You come now, get ready." I hated the thought of getting out of the pool but I did as I was requested and slowly emerged from the pool allowing Leilana to dry me in a kind of cotton wrap. "You know Leilani, if you ever get a movie theater here I would move in a second. That was great!" "Leilani glad you like", and again the beautiful smile. She maneuvered me over to sit on a stone bench all the time wrapping the huge cotton thing around me in such away as my arms were pinned inside and my legs were covered but my crotch was exposed. I now had the concept swaddled or papooses taught to me. I could not easily move at all, close my legs or stop Lielani in what she was doing. "Please Leilana, don't shave me, it is so horrible when it grows in OK, the stubble, the itching". I was whining now. Lielani didn't even acknowledge she heard as she pulled from the basket the largest strait razor that I had ever seen. She must have seen my eyes almost bug totally out of my head as she giggled and warned me not to move. In a few short strokes I was a bald as the day I was born, then she rubbed in some more oil and let her talented fingers play across my slit this time more to torment and arouse than to please. I could sense the fun and games were over as she went about her work with deliberate movements, braiding all kinds of jungle flowers in my hair, opening the wrap to only apply a rouge to my nipples, the whole time I was cocooned and unable to move. She must have been pleased with her work as she stepped back and smiled approvingly and nodded to me. Then from nowhere two very tall men appeared, picked me up and moved me over to another part of the room where a chair was positioned. Well I guess it was a chair, sort of, I was placed in but I could see I my crotch was right at waist height for the two men and with my legs positioned out and way from my crotch it became very obvious what was the target. "Ok Leilani, enough is enough, I want to get out of this.... OK" Leilani walked over and slowly tilted the chair back so I was in a reclining position and then opened the wrap to expose my rouged nipples and she slipped a gorgeous orchid between my pussy lips and pushing the thick stem deep into my vagina. Then she bowed and left taking the other two guys with her. "Hello....hello...Flower Princess here....I am not having any fun...ready to go now.....Lielani. LEILANI!" It was aerie and now very quiet and I could heard distant drums. Great, I thought to myself when does the guy jump out and try and remove my still beating heart. The from out of my field of vision I heard some foot steps and smelled the aroma of cooked banana. Then if the circumstances had been different I would have laughed out loud for standing in front of me could only be the Banana Prince. He was wearing a mask right out of some Polynesian nightmare had bananas hanging all over him, but the most striking thing was between his legs sticking out of his loin cloth was the biggest carved wooden banana I had ever seen. "Well is that a banana or your just happy to see me", once again paraphrasing old movie dialogue. Not at all deterred from his mission the Banana Prince slowly peeled one of his many bananas, took the fruit and began to mush it between his fingers, applying the paste to my nipples and the top of my slit. "OK I'm marked, I'm yours, now let me up ok." The Banana Prince then went into some little dance a cross between an Irish jig and a Sioux war dance. "Ok very entertaining...now let me up." I guess the Banana Prince had had enough of my commentary as he peeled another banana and unceremoniously shoved it in my mouth. It was now either chew or breath, talking just was not possible. He then removed the wooden banana to reveal his own hardness, which was quite impressive in its own right. He then positioned himself at my feet and slowly moved up between my legs, the whole time running his fingers gently up thighs. He knew exactly what he was doing and exactly the effect it would have on me. I arched my back and moved my hips down closer to him. He then very tenderly and slowly rubbed his erect cock against my swollen pussy lips, slowly up and down in an agonizingly wonderful torment. Just along the slit, just enough to disturb the flower and have the stem move deep inside me. I had never felt anything like it, much like an itch you can not scratch, but different, a fluttering of the flower petals against my clit, the stem flicking up against my cervix. I was in a torment of sensual ecstasy. I was so heat from what he was doing and what Leilani had done previously I tried to move down on his cock, all to no avail. I swallowed the hunk of banana and shouted, "Fuck me...fuck me now". The Banana Pince needed no further encouragement as he whipped out the flower with one hand and guided himself inside me with the other. With one thrust he was deep inside me as I felt his cock fill me up. Then with great force he thrust again and again, taking me, impaling me, pubis to pubis. This was not a sweet sex but rather pure lust. Me held down and he thrusting using me for his pleasure. The symbolism was not lost on me. The sensations on my bald pussy were incredible. I felt every stroke, every brush of his pubic hair against my swollen pussy lips, every slap of his balls as he thrust in and out. We came together as I felt his shaft spurt it's contents inside me and I arched my back as my nervous all came alive in one single electric discharge. We rested he with his head on my chest as I tried to calm myself. I felt his cock relax and naturally pull out of me before I asked; "Paul, take that mask off now and let me loose so I can hold you. I really want to hold you." The Banana Prince rose, shook his head laughing and pulled off the mask. "You knew the whole time?" "Well not the whole time, but once I saw your cock, yea I knew." He loosen the wrap I was in until finally I was able to move on my own. "Wait the ritual is not over yet. Banana Prince not done yet," as he thumped his chest with his fist. "Must remove ritual banana from Flower princess." With these words he set upon my breasts like a man with a mission making sure no ritual banana was left anywhere on my chest. Then he carried me over to the sunken pool and we slipped in its refreshing warmth together. Then for the first time that evening I put my arms around him and cuddled up close to his masculine form. "This has been the best time, the BEST spring break I have ever had." "Glad you liked it but it is not over yet", as he moved over to me smothering further words with a deep passionate kiss. I thought to myself I will never think of bananas or flowers in the same way again.