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Nackt und Allein
By Deine Freundin
Part 1
"Hallo Frau Bär, I'm glad you were able to make it to the audition. Will you please be seated?" The Tall handsome producer of the show pointed to a lone chair in the centre of the room.
Anna still wasn't sure why she agreed to do this. It all started out as a joke, sort of.
She met Herr Schwartz at the Hotel, where she worked at the front desk.
Anna was seated by the bar, after her shift, one evening, watching a silly reality show called "Nackt und Allein", where two strangers were stranded at some remote location, stripped of "everything", including clothes and allowed only one item and a camera each. They had to show their survival skills, while a camera crew filmed everything during the day time. In the evening, the pair were left by themselves. Sometimes they would record their feelings.
It was identical to its counterpart show, in America; called "Naked and Afraid".
Anna believed the shows were scripted, because on several occasions, contestants worried more about covering their nudity, then focusing on actual "Survival" techniques.
Supposedly, these people had some kind of survival training or were associated somehow in the field of it.
It was during one of these episodes that Herr Schwartz caught Anna scoffing at the television screen.
He introduced himself and asked if he could sit in the empty stool beside her.
She obliged him. "Can you believe this rubbish?" she asked. "I understand why the show needs to Blur out the participants privates and I'm sure the couples know this or have been told. So why do they try so hard to hide their nudity? I have had no "survival training", but I bet with my common sense, I could do better then them", she chuckled.
Herr Schwartz ordered himself a drink and one for Anna. "It's funny you should mention that Ma'am. I happen to be the producer of Nackt und Allein. You would not believe how many people we audition for the show. 99% are turned away. Most of those wanting to be on the show are just exhibitionists, that want to show off their junk....and of those, 95% are men. Very few women try out for the show. Many feel, they are being exploited for rating purposes. We end up getting plenty of horny men and some ugly women nudists. Neither of which could get a date on a Friday night, so this is their attempt at putting themselves out there."
The two laughed out loud.
He continued, "When we do find a couple, they are usually hesitant when asked to remove their clothes during the audition. We look for certain personalities as well as their survival skills. On several occasions, we get the couple out in the wild and there is such a conflict of personalities, that we have to stop production and try to mix and match them with other participants."
Anna listened intently. Guess there is more to this show then she thought. She wondered how she would fare on such a show? But knew she was too old to even be considered. After all, she was the mother of three adult children. Most of the women on the show, were much younger then she.
Herr Schwartz took a liking to Anna. She had an open, honest personality. For a mature woman, there was a virginal innocence about her.
After an hour of conversing with one another, he flat out asked her, if she would consider auditioning for the show?
Anna nearly fell off the bar stool.
"There is no way they would allow someone like me on THAT show!", she replied. "I mean, I am comfortable with my body and frequent FKKs several times a week, so nudity would not be a problem with me. But I'm way too old!"
"You let me be the judge of that, Frau Anna." He handed her his business card and told her to show up at the Hamburg office, next week.
She laughed to herself, knowing there would be no way she would ever be considered anyway.
They continued to talk about everything under the sun. From politics, religion, to likes and dislikes, pertaining to television shows to food. Before they knew it, the bar was closing. They parted with a handshake, hug and a peck on the cheek.
The next few days flew by. Anna had mentioned the show to a few of her friends and co-workers, each telling her to try for it.
"What is the worst thing that could happen? They say, No!"
She thought to herself, "The worst thing that could happen is, they might say, Yes!"
Nackt und Allein
Part 2
Mister Schwartz had booked a room in a four star hotel for Anna. A limousine picked her up at the train depot. When she arrived at the Hotel, it was one of the finest rooms she had the pleasure to stay in. In the lobby she was greeted by the shows executive assistant. She was a perky little thing, thought Anna. She was informed that anything she wanted would be paid for and that a driver would pick her up sharply at 07:00.
Anna made the best of it, that day. After all, it wasn't her money. She visited a top spa. Had a magnificent massage, facial, pedicure, manicure. The works. A fine dinner of lobster and some very pricey wine. She figured since they would not take her any way, she would at least enjoy herself in the big city. Being brought up on a small farm and working at the hotel on the island resort of Juist, off the coast of northern Germany. She rarely had the chance to get pampered and go sightseeing in the urban centres of the larger cities.
She returned to her room a little after midnight, much later then she wished. The massage and alcohol did their trick. Anna stripped off her clothes and feel on the bed. Barely being able to crawl under the covers, before she fell fast asleep.
She had asked for a six o'clock wake-up call. But after the call, she rolled over for another couple of minutes. Which turned out to be thirty! Anna jumped out of bed and hit the shower. Cold at first. Just to wake her up, then warm. As she showered, she saw her reflection in the bathroom mirror. She admired her nude form. "Not bad for a middle-aged mother", she thought. Her breasts still passed the two pencil test. That in itself was something to be proud of at her age. With her weekly visits to the club, along with her daily bicycle riding, to and from work, had kept her body in great shape. The only flaws, she felt, were her stretchmarks on her belly. But her tanned skin hid them pretty well.
She didn't have time to put on any make-up. She hated wearing undies, but thought for the audition she should at least put on a thong. She quickly slipped into a nice summer dress, which was a little tight on top. But it beautifully accented her breasts and provided quite some cleavage.
The limousine was waiting for her as she exited the hotel. Sitting in the back, her stomach growled. She cursed herself for not grabbing something to eat. The assistant met her at the main gate and escorted her to a meeting room.
Anna looked at the single chair in the centre of a room that had about a dozen men and women seated behind tables on three sides, opposite the door she entered.
Herr Schwartz got up greeted her with a smile and a handshake.
For the first time Anna began to feel scared. It was like a job interview. The place was cold. With the exception of Herr Schwartz, so were the other people in the room.
She wondered, "What am I doing here?"
"Hello Frau Bär, I'm glad you were able to make it to the audition. Will you please be seated?" He pointed to the empty chair. "Did you have a nice day yesterday?", he inquired. "I hope you enjoyed yourself."
"Are you serious, Herbert? She's old! Please don't tell us, we just pissed away several hundred Euro's on this women", said a smartly dark-haired woman in a business suit, behind one of the long conference tables.
Herr Schwartz escorted Anna to the chair and returned to his seat.
Anna listened contently as these people talked about her as if she wasn't there.
"She looks like she is fit enough to be on the show."
"I like her long blond hair."
"She is OLD"
"She doesn't look that old. We have had older men on the show."
"We have to have young women on the show, otherwise we lose the male portion of the audience."
"She looks like librarian!"
Anna spoke up, "Excuse me! Herr Schwartz invited me here. To be honest, I don't think I have a chance to make it on your dumb show. The people you have had on, fight with each other as much as you all do. Why should age be a factor? I thought you want to see how people could survive in the wild with nothing or little to aid them? People watch the show for that reason. The perverted ones watch it, in hopes that something gets slipped passed the censors. Not many care about the age differences. Fans of the show just wonder how they could work together and make it to the end of the show. Many actually root for the couples, mostly because it's them against the world. Much like Adam & Eve were, after they were kicked out of Eden with nothing to aid them."
"Please sit back down" said the woman, who criticized Anna's age before, in a condescending tone.
Herbert spoke up, "Listen to what I'm proposing. What if we have a "mature" woman, with a great body", (He looked over and smiled at Anna), "...and have her partner up with a young, inexperienced, but equally physically fit male? I'm sure we will still keep the male viewers, perverts that they are, ogling over Anna's nudity, but we will also get more women to watch if we get an attractive young male to show his wares. Not to mention, if we truly see to it, that this is not scripted, so to say. I am sure that many women, that oppose the show, will come around if they have a head-strong female to cheer on."
"Okay. I like where this is going", said the gentleman seated next to Herr Schwartz.
Another asked Anna, "You do know you will be naked the whole time you're with this young man? Do you have a problem with nudity?"
Anna stood back up and removed her dress, peeled down her thong and kicked off her sandals. The members in the room all admired her tone body and the lack of any tan lines. Several, that had a clear view of her womanly charm, commented on her lack of pubic hair?
The rude female board member, commented, that it was probably to hide the fact that she was not a "true" blonde.
Anna fired back, "To be honest, I keep it clean down there, because I want to remain fresh and not smell like a piss factory. Like I bet yours does!"
A couple of men laughed, "She has fire, I'll tell you that much."
"I like her", said another.
"I like the fact that she isn't wearing any make-up. She is still very photogenic without any on", stated the executive assistant.
Herbert continued, "Now for this show, I wish it to be different then the others. More like a true test of 'Survival Skills', but with average common participants, with little or no so called 'training'. Plus, no camera crew at all. Most viewers feel that our contestants are never in any real danger, because help is always nearby. They feel that the show is 'staged' and I want this to be and feel as real as possible."
Anna began to look worried as she was listening. Still naked, she sat back down. "There is a good possibility that this might become a reality for me."
She did however smirk, thinking about, what her family and friends will think about her possible upcoming nude adventure. Her ex-husband was a retired military instructor. The members did not need to know that though. He had always told her that, survival is an instinct. When they first married, they went backpacking in the mountains of Northern Idaho. They had spent 3 weeks living off the land as their honeymoon. But again, these people didn't need to know that either. She was raised on a farm in the foothills of the Alps in the Black Forest and learned how to make something out of nothing from her father. She grew up somewhat of a tom-boy, but blossomed into a "precious Edelweiss flower", as her father always called her. But he never treated her as such. She remembered working the fields with her father and brothers, at times wearing nothing but underwear. As not to dirty her clothes, which she did not have many of. Being poor made her strong and determined.
As she was reminiscing of days gone by, she was not really listening to the words being spoken around her.
She was snapped back to reality when Herbert asked her, "So Anna, how does 100.000 Euros sound to you?"
"What? What?"
"Well, we have agreed to compensate the two of you, 100.000 Euros, each, for your time. But you will have to last a two full months in the wild. If you make it one month you will each get 25.000 and nothing if you last less then four weeks.
Anna thought to herself, she would have to work almost four years to make what she could make in two months. Hell, even if she could make it the four weeks, she would make almost what she would in a year. "Yes...Yes. That would be great. So am I going to be on the show?", she beamed.
Herbert came over and gave the naked woman a hug, handshake and a pat on her bum. "Yes, certainly. We already have a young man lined up to be your partner. Go ahead and get dressed and my assistant will take you to fill out all the necessary paperwork."
It was then, that she was reminded, she was still naked in a room full of onlookers.
Nackt und Allein
By Deine Freundin
Part 3
After getting dressed, Anna followed the shows executive assistant, Rosie, to a separate room to look over the contract and sign the appropriate papers.
She glanced through the rules and such. This was somewhat like the other "Survival" type shows she had seen. A kind of mixture between the American, "Naked & Afraid" and the U.K.s, "Naked and Marooned" shows.
As she read through the premise of what the show is asking of its contestants. Her thoughts, earlier, about this show being "scripted", quickly faded. Her stomach actually began to ache. Fear was setting in as she read....
A man and a woman, that know nothing about one another,
(Well...Anna knew the male was going to be younger then her...she chuckled),
....will be left in a remote location somewhere on the globe. They are only allowed ONE item, of their own choice, that can aid them in their 8 week ordeal.
(Anna wondered if a Helicopter would count as "One" item? She smiled)
No food, clothes or water. There will be no camera crew following them around, instead each will be given a camcorder, to document, their adventure. There will be a solar powered satellite transmitter, for them to upload their daily recordings. At this location there will also be extra batteries for the cameras. As well as, an emergency beacon and satellite phone, to be used only in mater of life or death. If the participant needs to be evacuated from the location, he or she will forfeit their chance at the grand prize.
No one knows where they will be dropped off, to insure total secrecy and no outside interference. Only the shows producer, assistant and the pilot(s) that will be dropping the participants off will know where they will be. The pilot(s) have signed a NDA.
As Anna continued reading, she looked up at the assistant. "No One" other than 3 or 4 people will know where we are?
"Yes", she replied. "I'm afraid that's true. Herbert doesn't want word to leak out and have anyone tampering with the outcome."
"I always thought these silly shows were scripted and the outcome was known by the producers?"
"Sometimes they are, but Herbert really wants this to work. You and Jonathan ...Oh crap! You weren't supposed to know his name. See, how things can leak out", Rosie laughed.
In another room....Herbert was talking to a slender young man.
"So Jon, are you ready for all this? Since you have had absolutely no outdoor experience, this adventure will be very difficult for you. As you know, your partner will be somewhat older then our past female participants. In fact quite older then you. Will this be a problem for you?"
Jon Livingstone thought he was ready. After all, he spent countless hours playing Zombie apocalypse survival games on his computer, as well as, various SIM type society/culture ones. Even his college professors were impressed by his writings of the Rise and Fall of civilizations. He knew how, through evolution, Man rose from having "Nothing", to where he is now. So for him to be in the Wild, on some tropical island, with a naked female partner, should not be that difficult. Albeit, he had never been with a female sexually and had only seen a few naked ones, in real life, by accident. But being a "computer geek", and a typical young male, of course meant, he visited plenty of erotic sites. So he knew what for.
"Yes I am. Do I know what item my partner will be bringing to aid in our survival? Women, after all, tend not to think like men", he inquired.
Herbert replied, "Be careful with those kinds of generalizations. With age also come wisdom. There is a good possibility that Anna...Oops. Well. Guess you know her name now. Any ways, it's quite possible, she might be more knowledgeable then you. But to answer your question, No. You will not know what she had asked for, nor she you."
Jonathan thought to himself, "Yeah right, I have a Bachelor of Science in Computers, a degree in Archaeology and going for my doctorate in Sociocultural Anthropology. I highly doubt this 'Anna' knows more then I do. Hmmph! And what kind of name is Anna...sounds as smart as a Buffy or Candy,...Or even Cindi, with an 'i'," He chuckled to himself.
Mister Schwartz and Rosie gave each other a high five at letting the names, so call, "slip".
It is well known that people jump to preconceived conclusions over someones name. So the seeds of conflict have been planted, they thought. But Anna's personality was not that type. She never pre-judged any one. Being in the service industry, she was not allowed that luxury. She was always pleasant to everyone. Even to those that mistreated her, she would just smile and keep it to herself.
Her father taught her two things in life.
One: Keep your friends close and your enemies, closer.
Two: Always smile at your enemies, it will keep them wondering what you are up to.
She kind of thought that the name "Jonathan" was pretty nice. Sounded intellectual and rich to her.
It was a week after the interviews. Anna actually spent the whole time before, getting in shape. Walking barefooted everywhere she went. Many of her friends helped her train and giving moral support. A few of her enemies, actually wished her ill, but she shrugged it off as them being jealous. She was determined to win the Grand prize. She informed Herbert Schwartz, the shows producer, of her choice in what she wanted to aid her on her "Survival Adventure". It was a Bratstvo Ohrid survival knife, that her now Ex-husband and military instructor , had given to her on their, almost month long, honeymoon adventure in the Rocky Mountains. There was a secret compartment in the handle. She placed a small sharpening rod, a length of fishing-line with a medium hook, a minuscule tube of Antiseptic cream, a needle & thread and an x-acto blade. There was no room for anything else. The knife had an extremely sharp edge and a serrated saw on the backside. She sealed the top with solder, placed it in its sheath. Which had a compartment for a rectangular sharpening stone.
Anna knew she was cheating, a little bit. After all it was human nature, to do what you could to survive. But she really needed that money. It would easily pay off all her debts. She was hoping her partner would bring something to start fires with. Although, she could easily start a fire almost anywhere. Secretly, she was hoping he would bring one of those hand held micro water filter pumps. From what she had seen on previous episodes of these kinds of shows, contestants were always filmed in warm regions and water was the most precious commodity. She knew she could only survive a couple of days without water. But she figured Herbert wouldn't let them be anywhere where there was absolutely no water. Especially since they were to make it 2 whole months. After all, it wouldn't do the show any good if its participants died. That would be "Bad Publicity"....But then again, as someone that has dealt with the public...sometimes bad publicity was better then none at all.
The two were escorted into a private jet. Each had their own private suites inside and were looked after by airline staff. The windows were blacked out, so they could not see where the plane was going. The flight left Frankfurt International Airport at 09:00. There was no clock in either cabin. She knew, because of the wind direction, that the plane would be leaving from the west. After take-off, she asked for a glass of juice and placed it on her table. She kept an eye on the tilt of liquid, trying to tell what direction the plane was traveling. After about an hour it was obvious the plane was banking this way and that on purpose.
"Damn these people are good", Anna thought to herself. "They obviously didn't even want us to know where we are going. Can not figure out what difference that would make anyways?"
After several hours, she fell asleep.
"They are both asleep, sir", informed the flight attendant to Herbert.
When Anna awoke, she noticed that the plane had landed. Rosie entered and asked her to disrobe and put a helmet on, which completely blocked out any sound and sight of her surroundings. Anna thought this was going a bit too far. The same thing was happening to Jon. Before she put the helmet on, Herbert entered the room.
"I must say Anna, you have kept yourself in great shape. I bet other women must recent you."
He felt the blood flow increasing to his groin. He thought to himself, ratings are going to skyrocket, because of her. Especially since he had plans to sell "Unrated" versions of the show later on.
"Here's your knife. We had take it out of the sheath. You are only allowed "one" item. The sheath and stone count as two more items. Oh, that necklace & locket can't go with you either", Herbert told her.
She explained, it only contained a picture of her children. Opening it up and showing it to Mr. Schwartz and Rosie.
Rosie looked at it and said, "What lovely children. Come on Herr Schwartz, let her keep it. What if something terrible happens. She needs something to remind her of her family. Didn't Jonathan ask for something along the same line?"
"No, not really", Herbert replied. "He actually asked if he could bring his Cell-phone. He wanted to play some games, when he gets bored on the island."
Anna looked shocked, "This guy, that is doing this with me, is an 'Adult', isn't he?" She thought about the comment, "Something terrible." "What did she mean by that?"
"Yes, Anna. He is. No worries."
Herbert thought it over, and since several previous female contestants were allowed to wear body piercings, earrings and such, decided Anna could keep the necklace & locket.
Nackt und Allein
By Deine Freundin
Part 4a
Anna was happy to be allowed to keep her locket. After putting the helmet on and clutching her knife. she was escorted out on the Tarmac of the small airport. The air was cool. Anna's nipples instantly became erect as the chill covered her body with goosebumps. She could smell sea air. The pavement under her feet felt as any sidewalk in the world would, only cooler for this time of year. After a few minutes, she was helped up onto some metal steps and seated on a small leather'd bench. To which she was strapped in by unfamiliar hands. A wire of some sort was plugged into her helmet and she could feel it brush against her hard nipple. It was sending electrical shocks through her body. Not the kind from electrical current, but the kinds she experienced during times of love making. Which were few and far apart after her divorce. Not to say she had no love life at all, just somewhat slowed down. She still had those womanly urges. Hell, she masturbated herself, last night in the Hotel, before she left for the airport.
Unbeknownst to her, Jonathan was sitting opposite her, with the same type of helmet on and plugged in. A static was heard by the both of them.
Herbert spoke, while Rosie was filming.
"We are here at an undisclosed location. Not even our participants know where we are headed." They heard doors closing and the sound of a helicopter starting. They began to feel a little warmer, as there was no more wind blowing on them. "We will be heading to the beach of an island, where we will be dropping off our female contestant, Anna Bär first. Then we will head to another part of the island and drop off our male participant, Jonathan Livingstone. Each opted for a weapon, to aid in their survival for the two months they have agreed to try to complete. Anna, will you hold up yours for the camera."
Anna slowly placed her knife in front of her. Herbert had to guide her hand, as not to have her accidentally cut anyone in the tight quarters of the copter.
"It's a Serbian wilderness survival knife used by several military forces around the world. We're not sure how this tall, blonde, physically fit, Hotel manager, mother of three and grandmother of two, would know anything about such a weapon. But I'm sure it will come in handy." He gently pushed Anna's hand back down towards her lap.
Jon thought to himself, "Great! I have to rely on my survival to a grand-mother. I have a bad feeling about this. Why didn't she bring something to start a fire with? Didn't she see any of these kinds of shows? Guess not, to busy being a domestic!"
"Jonathan Livingstone, her partner seated here, is a college graduate with various degrees and is currently working on his doctoral in anthropology. He is single and spends most of his time doing research online as well as playing computer games. This trial will be difficult for this young man as he has hardly ever left the comforts of the city. Jonathan, would you please hold up your weapon of choice."
Jon proudly held up his Swiss Army multi-tooled knife.
Rosie's camera caught Herberts head shaking back and forth.
Herbert said coldly, "Great choice Jonathan."
The camera could not see Jonathan's smiling face, which quickly disappeared when Herbert continued talking.
"The knife and saw will surely come in handy", Herbert continued in a condescending tone. "As will the pliers, can opener, scissors, file and screwdrivers."
Anna actually felt sorry for Jon. She did not like how Herbert was playing up her talents and belittling her partners. Jonathan could not see what was happening, but Anna had put out her empty hand towards where she thought Herbert was sitting. Instead, accidentally, pushing the camera. Rosie juggled the camera and shook her head at her boss, as to say, "No need for that." She had picked up on Anna's thoughts.
It was obvious to Rosie and Anna, that Herbert was building up the show as a Beauty and the Wimp type of conflict. Jonathan was actually feeling like calling it quits, right there. But then he thought about the money, and how much it would help in his continuing education and decided to stick it out.
"Our contestants are each given a camcorder to document their adventure. There first job at hand will be to find each other, then move on to locating a satellite transmitting unit. There, we have some solar-panels charging up several batteries. Plus a transmitter that they can upload the videos they took during the day and night. To which after some minor editing, we will broadcast to you, the viewers. We will try to keep this as current as possible. If we do not hear from our contestants in 48 hours, we will come to the island and investigate the problem. Hopefully it will be a technical problem and nothing dire had befallen our couple. The transmitter is protected from the elements and along with the batteries, there is an extra camera, an emergency beacon, when activated, will send a rescue crew to assist our contestants in any emergency. If anyone needs to be airlifted off the island, that person will forfeit the prize, unless they make it to the first month."......Mister Schwartz continued with more rules and regulations.....
Later, the helicopter approached a landing area of the islands beach. The air was crisp. The island was uninhabited since WWI and was a wildlife sanctuary for almost a century for various creatures. Back in the 30's, several scientists, form America and Europe, used to stay there and studied the migration patterns of various birds. At the onset of WWII, the island was abandoned and forgotten.
There were small animals indigenous to the island, squirrels, chipmunks, foxes, wolves, many different kinds of birds. Over time, Scientists signed an agreement, after they took all the data they could about the island and agreed to let the island be for 100 years. But after a while, everyone forgot about it. One of the scientists was actually Herbert's grandfather. That is how he new of the place. Since it was actually in International waters, there was no country it belonged to. Very few people even new of its existence and that suited Herbert just fine.
Part 4b
After the pilot landed his craft, Herbert and Rosie escorted Anna away from the copter and removed her helmet. Even though it was early in the morning, the sun coming up felt great on Anna's naked body. She was handed a small red camcorder, an aluminum tripod, instructed on its operation, shown a picture of the transmitter and given a plastic Ziploc bag to protect the camera in case of inclement weather. She was given some last minute instructions by Herbert.
"Now, in a few minutes, we will be dropping Jonathan off elsewhere on the island. I want you to begin recording as soon as we depart. Please get a shot of the helicopter leaving. When you encounter Jonathan for the first time, make sure you focus in on his face. Myself and the viewers want to see the expression on his face."
Anna was still looking around, trying to get her bearings. It was obvious to her, that she was not on a warm tropical island. From the driftwood and trees, she surmised she was in the northern hemisphere. She was grateful that it was early in the summer. She definitely would not last, if the season went into the fall, having to stay her for two whole months.
She asked Herbert, "Why were you so mean to that young man? Have you brought this conflict in, to see if we will be at each other's throats after a few weeks and want to quit, so you don't have to pay us anything? I want you to know, I really need this money and will do my damnedest to see this through to the end."
He pushed Rosie aside and whispered in Anna's ear. "I'm sure you will do just fine. You will be a great hit. You are super beautiful for a mature woman. I bet you turned many a young mans head in your day and still do. I too want you to succeed. Mostly since you came into this, thinking it was all fake. When you return, you will be a great spokesperson for the show. Right now it's only viewed in Europe. But I want it to go International. I like the idea of different generations trying to work together through adversity. So if you win, I win. I'm sure you will be on 'Top' of things." he tapped the top of her knife's handle and kissed her gently on the lips. It was obvious he had some feeling for Anna. Clutching her knife, she felt flattered and relieved, he kept her secret.
She began recording the two walking away from her. Rosie recorded their departure as well.
Reality set in, all at once. "OMG! I'm here in the middle of nowhere. Naked! For two months! What the Hell was I thinking?" She slowly surveyed her surroundings. This islands was much larger then where she grew up on. It was well forested. There where various aspen and a few birch close by. She could make out some kind of fir trees in the distance. Plus others even further away. She could make out a high point in the middle of the island. She looked into the camera. "Well, there goes civilization. I can barely hear the copter anymore. It went off to the north. I'm on the east side of the island. The sun is coming up. it actually feels good on my skin. The sand is still cool. My nipples are rock hard." She giggled.
"This is nothing new to me, as I have spent many years on nude beaches around the world. I'm going to have to look at this as a two month vacation on a nude island." She giggled some more.
"Well, I better go find Jonathan. I'm not sure if I should walk along the beach or head up to higher ground. The transmitter will have to be up high, I'm sure of it. If I head for the hill, I can at least explore part of the island. Kill two birds with one stone."
Anna could hear birds in the distance. the whole thing was very surreal to her. Like something out of a dream. but as she walked into to the woods, she stepped on the thorn of a wild rose. "Damn, I'll have to pay attention where I'm walking or I won't even last a day." Laughing some now. She took the hand-strap off the camera, placed her knife in the bag and Velcro'd it to the tripod. The camera, she attached to the top or the stand and faced the camera in the direction she was walking. This time keeping her eyes open, watching where she was stepping. She was glad she had spent so many years walking barefooted, when ever possible. Her feet had some well formed calluses. To bad she had that pedicure back in Hamburg. But her feet were still protected enough.
As she walked she could feel ferns brush against her exposed pussy lips, tickling her. Being nude always turned her on. She longed for some relief. She remembered to turn off the camera, before she leaned up against a moss covered tree and began to gently finger her clit. Anna was surprised at how wet she was. This only made her experience all that much more erotic. She imagined what her Jonathan would look like. She was close to orgasm, when an image of a pale scrawny horn-rimmed glassed nerdy type man entered her mind. She pictured pimples...Well, That was all it took. Not going to finish that one. She smirked, turned on the camera and continued toward the higher ground.
Jonathan was given the same instructions that Herbert gave Anna. He was dropped off at the far side of the island. The sun did not come up over the ridge and trees yet. He knew he was on the west side and wondered if his partner would walk around the island perimeter, looking for him? What if she went south and he north, they could walk in circles all day and not find each other. He knew he had to find that transmitter before dark, because the battery in the camcorder would only last about 8-10 hours. He decided to head for the transmitter and hoped Anna would do the same. He placed his multi-tool in the Ziploc bag and tied it to his tripod, placing the camera on top, recording his his trek up a steep hill through a heavy forest. The ground was rough on Jonathan's smooth feet. He wished he had a pair of hiking boots or at least a pair of socks. He checked the time on the clock on the camera. He had climbed for almost an hour, but could still see the beach he had left. He calculated that he only traveled about a kilometre.
Even though it was pretty cool on the beach, there was no wind in the woods. In fact as the sun climbed higher, the forest became quite humid. Both of the contestants began to sweat. Anna was the first to see a clearing as she exited the dense forest. She was grateful to have no pussy hair, because the hair on her head was covered with burrs. Her legs, thighs and bum had multiple scratches from thorns and other branches. Some of the thorns were from wild blackberry bushes. She picked a few and placed them in the plastic bag she was given. The hand strap still kept her knife in place on the tripod. She guessed she had about 100 or so berries. She couldn't wait to share them with Jonathan.
Off in the distance, she spotted a man-made steel framework, with what looked like a large plastic oil drum on it. She knew it was the transmitter container. As she neared it, with her camera still rolling, she conveyed her happiness upon her discovery. She opened the unit, found the beacon and satellite phone. She wanted to call Herbert and let him know she found it, but remembered, it was to be only used in matters of life or death. The wild grass of the clearing felt good on her feet. There was a breeze again, but she was not complaining. She was never a fan of humidity. Part of her was happy not to be stranded on a tropical island. She stood atop the platform and looked around for her partner. Then she wondered, what if he was waiting for her, or decided to walk around the island? What should she do?
Off in the distance, a loud yell had spooked some birds into flight.
"Bloody Ell", Jonathan yelled as a snake crawled out from under a log and scurried across his foot. He nearly fainted. The log was at the edge of a clearing. Squinting in the sunlight, he was able to make out a figure standing on a platform, waving at him. Happy to be out of the woods and walking in the open meadow. With flies buzzing around his head and crotch, he used his free hand to swat them away. A couple of times he accidentally came in contact with his penis. The situation was not sexual. But he, being naked and the contact of the slaps, not to mention, that he could make out the features of his naked partner, seemed to have stirred his loins.
His partners breasts were easily visible from a far. For an older woman, he was surprised to make out such youthful looking breasts. Her body was well tanned, unlike his own alabaster skin. He could make out her golden blond hair. Not the bleached blond, he had been expecting. It wasn't long till his penis was pointing straight in front of him, leading the way to his partner. Not wanting to offend her, he was tempted to turn around and head back into the woods, for a quick tug. But figured, this was going to happen a lot during the next couple of months, so why prolong the agony and let his manhood lead the way.
Nackt und Allein
By Deine Freundin
Part 5
Anna saw Jonathan approaching her. She could easily see this young man had not spent to much time at the beach. She actually felt sorry for him. Not just because of his lack of sun-kissed skin, but she saw him sporting an impressive erection. "He must be so embarrassed", she thought. This whole situation was quite erotic...in a way. This was something that all the supposed legitimate "Survival Reality" shows did not address. The normal situations of sexual arousal that happens when nude people get together. She had frequented plenty of nude beaches and FKK clubs, to know that males get erections. It was only human nature. Even she had on occasion became turned on staring at well built men.
On more then one occasion, while watching some of the nude episodes, Anna wondered if the couples coupled? She pointed the camera, from the platform, onto the face of her partner, trying to avoid zooming in on his engorged member. By the size of it, she believed he must have a bevy of young coeds at his beck-and-call. She could not help but focus on it a bit, before adjusting the camera on his face. She could tell Jonathan was giving her the once over from a far as well.
As Jonathan got closer to the tanned athletic female form before him, he marveled at her physical beauty. She almost seemed amazonian to him. Almost like those scantily clad women warriors in a few of his online video games. Unfortunately, most of those characters had pieces of clothing, strategically covering all the naughty bits. But here, in front of him, now, was one of those characters...Naked. He had caught fellow classmates, females, on several occasions, changing clothes in the parking lot of the University where he studied and worked at, between class and work. He spied on them from a distance and longed for interaction with them. But he always felt he was out of their league. He settled for frequenting porno sites. He would masturbate to images of naked women getting it on. Sometimes he would even visit a certain storyboard site monitored by some Indian Outlaw character. He fantasized about meeting some of the women written about on there. But figured, most of those stories were just fantasies, much like in his games.
Nothing like that could ever really happen....But, yet, here he was approaching a stunningly beautiful woman. A woman, that he would be spending two full months with. Naked! In close proximity. OMG. His boner was throbbing, begging for release. He tried to will it away. But that was not going to happen. He placed the tripod down and focused his camera on the woman standing on the platform. He could see she was pointing her camera on him. On his erection! He wondered if she was enjoying this as much as he was? Wait....she was video taping his hard on? Well...he could always delete it form the file before it was uploaded to the shows producer.
Anna climbed down from the platform, giving her partner a perfect view of her tight firm backside. She walked out to meet him. Jonathan walked towards her. She was mesmerized by his extremely admirable erection. Even from a distance, she could make out the pulsating veins along the shaft. His foreskin was partially retracted. The girth! Wow! She had to quickly look up at his face. His face. It was not the pimply covered face of your stereotypical nerd. She was actually happy to see a handsome young mans face. Almost like Clint Eastwood, she thought. "What a fine looking cowboy. I bet after he got some sun and maybe some muscle tone, he could be a nude male model?"
The two were giving each other the once over.
"Doctor Livingstone, I presume?" Anna couldn't help saying that. She laughed. As did Jonathan.
He enjoyed her laughter. It actually made her seem younger. Looking at her, one would never know she was as old as he thought she was. After all, she could have had her children at a very young age? He picked up on her German accent. It made her even more attractive. Jonathan reached out to shake Anna's hand.
To which she responded, "Really? A handshake? We are going to need to become close friends in order to survive these two months. Come here." She opened up her arms and proceeded to give Jonathan a hug and peck on the cheek. She was always the "friendly, touchy feely" type. This has always aided her in dealings with the public. Men liked it. Their spouses didn't. That was until she did the same to them.
Jonathan held Anna's right hand and felt her naked body up against his. Her left arm reached over his shoulder. He felt her soft cheek against each of his. That was not the only skin-to-skin contact though. The erect nipples from her firm breasts pressed against his chest. They felt like fingernails poking into his pecs. Then there was further down. He blushed as he could feel his boner being pushed upwards and to the side against Anna's tight taut belly. It fit nicely against her upper thigh.
Anna was trying to make Jonathan feel at ease with being nude and thought the close bodily contact would set his mind at ease. She could feel his erection cradled in the crevice above her thigh, next to her belly. It radiated immense heat. She could feel the hairs on his testicles tickle her shaved pussy lips. She was about to release from their embrace, but wanted the contact to last. It had been quite a while since she had been in the arms of a naked man. She unconsciously squeezed him closer.
Jonathan's penis began to throb uncontrollably and within seconds, he lost control and erupted all over the side of Anna's body. Semen dripped down her thigh and butt cheek. He stumbled backwards, lightheaded and dizzy. He apologized profusely. Trying to change the subject quickly, he stated, "I am so sorry about what happened. As for the whole doctor thing, I'm not a doctor yet. Do you actually know of Dr. Livingstone or just that sentence?" He watched as his partner was wiping his seed off her body. The only consolation was, was that his untimely orgasm brought his penis back to a respectable condition.
Anna knew Jon was trying to change the subject and followed suit. "Yes, I do know of David Livingstone. I did attend a university. I have a degree in education and was a teacher for over a decade. I am well traveled and somewhat learned. I don't have as many degrees as you, but I'm sure I can hold my own in a conversation among people filling in a crossword puzzle." She chuckled.
Jon was impressed by the wit of this blonde. She was in no way your stereotypical one....except for her good looks.
Nackt und Allein
By Deine Freundin
Part 6
After the exchange of some more pleasantries, the two participants started to laugh about the incident.
"I am glad to see that I can still have that effect on a handsome young man like yourself", said Anna to Jon. "You'll be happy to know, you're not the only one that thought this whole experience was sexually arousing. I too needed some relieve and long for more. But I feel we need to get on with setting up some form of shelter, finding water and food. Speaking of which I found some blackberries. I have some for you."
Jon was glad to hear Anna found him attractive. No woman had ever said that to him. Well...actually none ever had the chance to. He had always kept himself busy with his studies and of late, research.
The sun was steadily rising. Even though there was a slight breeze, out in the open, the temperature was climbing. Anna knew that it would not be long before the suns rays would begin to burn her partners fair skin. To familiarize themselves with the island some more, she led her partner back down to the beach on a different path. They only brought along one camera. On the shore, she collected sea water in one of the plastic bags and went into the woods. Finding some soil, she mixed the water with it. After making some mud, she began rubbing it on Jon's shoulders, arms, neck and face. This bodily contact had awoken his flaccid member. Anna noticed and told her new friend, he can cover THAT by himself.
Jon actually began to feel comfortable around Anna. He understood the need to protect his skin from the sun. Her bronzed skin could take it much better. The two were wondering where they should build their shelter? Jon suggested right up against the platform of the transmitter. Anna though said it would be better at the edge of the forest, under some heavily foliaged trees. If heavy rains hit, the trees offered better protection. Plus, the sun would really make it hot if they had a shelter out in the open. It would be cooler in the shade of the trees.
Anna seemed to take charge of their situation. Jon wasn't sure how it happened, but he went along with it. She just projected an aura of leadership about her. Must be from her having been a teacher and recently a manager. She had given Jon the task of gathering branches for a lean-to. She cleared an area not far from the platform, well in the open. Dug a hole, with her knife, deep enough to put Jon's plastic bag in and deep enough for her to place her bag at an angle above it. At the base around Jon's bag, she placed several clumps of green grass. With some minor modifications she soon had a small greenhouse. She placed a small rock in her bag. It wasn't long before she could see condensation building on her bag and beads of water dripping into Jon's. She knew that would not give them enough water to survive. But for now, it would have to do.
Jon knew that fire was a necessity and after finishing the framework of the lean-to, asked Anna if they were going to have a fire later on to keep away any animals and for warmth when the sun went down? She told him to gather some larger kindling wood and logs. She gathered some twigs and dried grass. She cleared another, larger patch in the open field. Set down a few of logs Jon brought, kindling and dried grass. She grabbed her camera and took off the telescopic lens. Jon asked, if they, "Can destroy the shows equipment?"
"I'm not destroying it! I'm going to use the lens as you would a magnifying glass." And proceeded to adjust the sunbeam through the lens to a fine-point at the kindling. It wasn't long before smoke appeared. she began blowing on it. Flames soon followed.
Jon couldn't believe it. In a few short hours, this wild Indian looking woman managed to make a crude solar still and bring forth fire. He was watching her from behind as she was blowing on the smoke. Taking in the very sexually arousing sight of her womanly charms protruding from her legs. Her slit was partially spread open. He could easily see her glistening vaginal lips. He marveled at her puckered little starfish winking at him with each breath she took. Being a typical male, it wasn't long before he was sporting wood again.
After the fire started, Anna turned around and was greeting by another one of her partners erections. "I didn't mean for you to bring me that kind of wood", she said jokingly.
Jon loved the playfulness of this mature woman. Before to long, he totally failed see an age difference between them.
The rest of the day was spent building a fire pit near their lean-to, which they covered with pieces of sod from the field. They found a small clump of coniferous trees, broke off some branches. From the blades of the tall wild grasses, they braided several pieces of small rope. They tied the branches on the side of their lean-to. They also gathered more berries for later that night and morning.
Jon surprised Anna with a small wooden ladle he had carved with his knife.
Anna said, "But I have nothing for you." She smiled, and leaned over and kissed him on the lips.
Jon thought that was a great gift in return.
The two went to check on their water. The still only yielded about a cup of water each. They knew they would have to find water tomorrow.
Some time later, he asked Anna, "Where do you think we should set up a latrine?"
Anna thought about it. She had noticed small canine paw prints in the soft dirt, while walking through the forest, earlier. "I think it best when we have to urinate, we do so around our campsite. Forming a circular perimeter. Kind of 'marking our area' so to say. It might keep certain undesirables at bay. As for doing the doo, we should dig a pit by that single shrub over there. After each use, we cover it with dirt. After all, we don't want to be leaving droppings all over and accidentally be stepping in it. Funny, I've never seen this subject brought up on those survival shows."
The sun was slowly setting, so they figured they had better upload their videos. AFTER they deleted any embarrassing content, they agreed. Jon looked for an editing button on the camera, but was surprised to find none. "How the hell do we delete things?"
"It doesn't look like we can", replied Anna with a concerned look. "I'm sure they will edit anything too explicit from the content. After all, I have never seen anything of a sexual nature on those shows. I wouldn't be too concerned Jon."
But he was. "Well, I just won't upload anything. I'll just take the other camera and start recording with it instead."
"You know Herbert said we had to upload our cameras tonight. Look, I really don't want to do anything that will jeopardize my chances at winning that money. I'm sure you don't either."
She was right. Jon wanted that money too. They each went to the transmitter, hooked up their cameras and uploaded the content. The camera screen read 100% free after the upload. They grabbed a new battery and plugged in their old ones. This was going to be a daily routine they knew.
With the exception of a few scratches, insect bites and a few minor sunburn spots on Jon, the two really were still in great shape physically and mentally. The work was tiring. They had dug a nice fire pit, filled it with heavy rocks and built a ring of rocks around it. The rocks will keep the heat much better then bare ground. Anna tried to open her secret compartment of her knife. But because of the solder was unable to break the seal. She placed it between two of the hottest rocks. Jon looked on at what she was doing.
After about an hour, which the two spent mostly talking about their lives (Anna neglecting to mention her experiences in the Rocky Mountains), Anna removed the knife. She cooled it in the soil nearby. When it was cool enough, she opened the top. Pulling out it's content.
"You bitch", Jon joked. "You cheated and sneaked stuff onto the island! I'm impressed."
"Well...not all that much", Anna smirked. "Damn. The fishing line melted and is useless, but everything else seems fine. I have some first aid cream to stop infection. Needle and thread, to sew up any deep cuts. A surgical blade, if we need to commit suicide." She looked up at Jon, whose eyes lit up at her comment.
"Wait?...Wha..??
"Just kidding luv", she chuckled. "Was wondering if you were paying attention or just staring at my puss?" She had spotted Jon looking between her legs while she was messing with the knife. Well, it wasn't his fault. She was sitting indian-style. So there was plenty to see. Teasing this young man made her feel young again. Much like she used to tease the local teenage boys on the nude beach of Juist, where she grew up.
The glow of the fire hid well the reddish glow of Jon's blushing cheeks, at being caught glancing at Anna's privates.
When the sun had set, the air cooled immensely. The two turned off the camera and laid down on a bed of wild grass, that was placed on the floor of their lean-to. During the night Jon complained about being cold. Anna felt Jon's body. Even though it was warm in the areas that had seen a little to much sun, his body was covered with goosebumps. She spooned up against his back. Her tanned skin had soaked up enough heat to warm Jon's slightly. They drifted off to sleep.
Sometime during the night, Anna awoke at the sound of what sounded like frogs croaking. She tapped Jon awake. "Listen. I hear frogs. That means, there has to be water nearby."
The two, crawled out from their shelter. The air was super cold. Even the sight of Anna's erect nipples, did nothing to combat Jon's shrinkage. But the thought of water nearby, warmed their spirits. They grabbed a camera. The night vision on it, did nothing for looking a far. But Jon found a night light feature. Much like a mini-spotlight. They walked towards the sound of the frogs. By the north-star, they could tell they were heading towards the southern part of the island. The trek through the forest was treacherous. Anna fell a couple of times. Almost spraining her ankle. Jon was leading the way, so he had the best light.
Several times they heard the sound of animals scurrying away from their approach. They knew that making noise and talking aloud, was sure to frighten the local animals,which had no idea what humans were, so hopefully would not investigate them.
In the moonlight, they spotted a small pond. Anna found a stick and poked into the ground around the edge. There were some tall reeds and cattails at the edge. The ground in the water was a little mucky, but not dangerous. She walked in a little deeper.
Jon asked her not to go any further. "We don't know what's in there. There may be poisonous snakes about."
"I seriously doubt we have any deadly snakes here."
"Really? So? Where do you think 'Here' is?" he asked.
Anna exited the water, but not before ducking down for a quick splash. The water actually felt warmer then the night air. With the camera fixed on her, she proposed her thoughts. "Well, with the trees, ferns and other plants, the birds, temperature, position of the stars, I believe we are somewhere in the North Atlantic, maybe even the North Sea. Not to mention, we became sleepy at our normal time. Which means our biological internal clocks have not been disturbed to much. We are not suffering any type of jet-lag."
All this made sense to Jonathan as he focused his camera on Anna's nude body. Her body glistened in the moonlight. He placed the camera on a stump nearby. Walking into the frame, he approached his partner and asked if he could hug her? She obliged. They slowly embraced and kissed.
(Jon, secretly, couldn't wait to have this episode be seen by all those guys that had made fun of him in school. Telling him he would never get a woman to show any interest in him.)
Naked and Alone
By Deine Freundin
Part 7
Herbert received the first upload from the island. He and Rosie looked on in amazement. Both videos started out like they had expected. But then there was the erection. That magnificent erection, when the two participants first met. Rosie actually blushed and began to sweat. He remembered telling Anna to zoom in on Jonathan's face, but she inadvertently seemed to linger several long seconds at the protruding penis pointing at the camera lens. Both viewers were shocked at what transpired during the islanders brief physical contact. Herbert thought, "No self-control on that young man's behalf."
"Wow", exclaimed Herbert. "I don't think we have enough pixels to blur that thing out."
The two laughed.
Rosie wondered how the rest of the board would react to what they just witnessed on screen?
They were thinking about editing out some of the more raw scenes, but decided against it. After all, Herbert wanted this to be the 'Truest' survival show ever. At the board meeting, the members sat quietly, but in awe of what they looking at.
"Well..There goes the family audience" one member exclaimed.
"I don't think any of these "Naked and...whatever" type of shows ever were meant for family entertainment.
"Holy shite Herbert", said another. "Are you making a 'Reality Show' or a 'Pornographic film'?"
The uptight female member, that was not to fond of Anna...at first...Thought this premise had possibilities. She suggested, they edited out the so called naughty bits. But at a later date, they could always release an "Unedited Directors Cut", "For Adults Only" DVD. Those always do well in sales. Not so much in stores, but online.
Herbert was thinking the exact same thing. The videos where copied before being sent on to editing. After all it's always a good idea to have back-ups. The board members wanted copies too. For research purposes solely...of course.
It was agreed, that they would not broadcast any episode just yet. It would be a good idea to have a few shows in, under the belt. That way they could edit scenes and actually make the show longer in the process. After all, there was sure to be enough material to work with. Make one day last three episodes. If the two kept up sending interesting stuff on a daily bases.
The board members liked how Anna was so knowledgeable about everything.
One asked, "Are you sure she was only a mother and hotel manager?"
After doing some more research into her background, they did find out her ex-husband was in the military. That might have explained, why she chose the military survival knife. But she showed great ability to adapt to the primitive surroundings. It was determined it must have come from being raised on a farm and growing up on an island.
Back on the island....
The following morning, Anna awoke first and was about to head in the direction of where they found the pond, earlier in the morning. The air was crisp and there was a slight fog across the meadow. Grabbing her knife, camera & stand and hitting Rec., she decided to go to the the transmitter first. She had an idea. The large solar panel, which was slightly larger then twin-size bed, had some condensation on it. Pivoting the panel around a bit and on an angle, she positioned the spare plastic bag under the lowest corner of the panel. Water droplets slowly began to fall into the bag, which she supported with a few rocks and logs. She knew that the water they found in the dark, may be unsafe to drink. So she still wanted to collect water, when and where it was available. She checked the Solar still, there was about as much water as there was yesterday. "Not bad", she thought.
She looked around the island and figured it was quite large. Wondered why it hadn't been settled? Or exploited for it's beauty? There were plenty of birds and small animals around. Anna had no idea of what kind of dangerous animals might be on the island though and that worried her.
Arriving at the pond, she panned the camera around, zooming in across the still water. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw a fish leap out and nap a low flying insect. "Alright! There are fish in it", she said gleefully to herself. "But that definitely means not safe to drink." Anna was getting used to talking to the camera, as if it were a person. The cattails were still young, and from what she remembered, the tops can be eaten like asparagus. The roots can be eaten as well. She recalled her husband, at the time, told her how to make flour from the plant, but she didn't remember the details at the moment. At the bottom of the stalk was an aloe type solution, that was good for burns. She picked some for Jonathan. The water looked clean, further out, but knew it needed to be boiled. Sadly, neither had in there their possession anything that was capable of holding water and setting on a fire.
She sat at the waters edge, trying to think what she could scavenge for boiling water in. But nothing, short of tearing apart the transmitter, came to mind. Somewhat disheartened, she got up and was about to head back to camp, when nature called. Squatting, she started to relieve herself.
Anna was startled by a sound behind her.
Jonathan woke up just as the sun was rising. He was still a little cold, but not as bad as last night. His skin was still warm from the minor sunburn he received. He was happy his partner had covered much of his body in mud, but it was his fault for not reapplying more when it dried up and flaked off. He set about marking more territory as Anna told him to do. Afterwards, he grabbed his camera, checked the still, used the spoon he made for Anna and had a few sips of water. He looked around for his partner. Couldn't see her and figured she must have went to the pond. He ate a few berries and went off in search of her.
As he neared the location of the pond, he froze. He couldn't make out what the sound was, at first. It was some kind of breathing. Heavy breathing. He began to wonder if Anna was pleasuring herself? After all, she did say, yesterday, how this whole thing was sexually arousing to her too. Jonathan thought about sneaking up on her and video taping her getting off. Maybe in the back of his mind, a kind of payback for video taping his unfortunate eruption the day before.
He quietly put down the tripod and with camera in hand, quietly sneaked through some tall undergrowth towards the sound. He was sure of it now. The sound was of someone breathing hard. Just like those porno actresses on some of the videos he had seen online. As he neared the the breathing began to grow softer, more like a pant. He figured his partner must be nearing orgasm. He too would sometimes slow his breathing when he masturbated. Trying to make the pleasurable feeling last as long as possible before the big finale.
Jonathan accidentally stepped on a twig. He silently cursed himself. The breathing had stopped. "Damn, she must have heard me", he thought. He was about to call out Anna's name, as to make it appear he was not sneaking up on her, when he saw movement in the tall reeds at the waters edge. Thinking she was coming towards him, he stood up quickly, faced where his partner must be coming from and said, "Oh. Hi Anna. I didn't see you there." He smiled and chuckled.
Jonathan was startled by the sound coming from behind him.
Nackt und Allein
By Deine Freundin
Part 8
"If you value your life, you will not move", said the voice behind Jonathan. But he couldn't resist. The words scared and startled him to much to comprehend their meaning.
Anna was behind him, knife in hand. Her eyes where those of crazy woman. A beautiful, blue-eyed, blond haired, crazy female warrior.
Jonathan only aimed his camera on her for a few seconds, when the sound of a low growl, behind him, made him turn again. He saw what looked like a wild wolf moving stealthy through the tall reeds. This time he did freeze. He kept the camera centred on the beast.
Anna crept up in front of Jon. She figured the animal knew it was out numbered. Therefore, did not charge them. She kept eye contact with it. Her weapon held at the ready in a reverse grip, edge out, defensive stance.
This time Jonathan had to admit to himself, that what Herbert said on the helicopter was true. Anna picked a better weapon then he did. Plus, she apparently knew how to use it. Even-though this whole encounter was frightening, he could not help but take in the erotic splendor of what was transpiring. Much like the scantly clad women warriors in his video games. Since the wolf like creature did not come forward, he felt a little more at ease. That is as long as Anna had the upper hand he thought. He panned, focused, in and out between the animal and his partners naked figure. "God she's sexy", he thought.
It's funny how the mind works. At times of great peril, some people see their life flash before their eyes. Others figure, if I'm going to die, I want to die having sex one last time. Jonathan's penis began to stiffen.
Anna, with her back to her partner, kept her equipped right hand aimed at her foe. Slightly crouched ,she slowly began to back up. Telling Jon to do the same. With her left arm extended away from her and toward him, she made contact with his manhood. She grabbed it firmly, not realizing what it was...at first. This startled her as much as the creature in front of her. She took a quick glance back at Jon and mouthed, "Really?" Whispering to him, "At a time like this?" She released his hard penis from her soft hands. But not before involuntarily giving it a playful squeeze. "Another time maybe", she thought to herself quietly.
Jonathan was embarrassed. But after all, he was just a man.
The two watched as the animal quietly walked back into the thick undergrowth of the boreal forest. Somewhat relieved of their brief encounter, the two headed back to the campsite.
Still somewhat shaken, but not stirred, Jonathan set the camera down and said, "It's a strange new world out there and the rules have changed..."
Anna finished the quote, she recognized, "...It's every princess for herself."
Jon couldn't believe the knowledge this blonde possessed. "You know of the author? Do you follow science-fiction?"
"Yes, I do know about the Fae."
"But you're just a mother and a desk clerk, I thought?"
Laughing, Anna replied, "That doesn't mean I do not read books or am familiar with online games. After all, I had three sons. My youngest is almost your age, I figure."
"Well, I must say, I am impressed. With you as my partner, I think we might be able to make it through this adventure", Jon boasted.
"Thank you for the compliment and confidence. But to be honest, we still have a long hard stretch ahead of us. And I don't mean your uncontrollable youthful "hard" erections." They both chuckled. "It's clear there are creatures here that mean us harm", Anna stated, until she was interrupted by her partner.
"....You mean like that wolf! That was a hairy one for sure. I've never seen one before, in real life, that is."
Anna continued, "Well to be honest, I don't think it was a wolf. It looked more like a dog. Don't get me wrong, a wild dog can be just as ferocious as any wolf. But my concern is, what is a wild dog doing here? It is possible that there might have been wolves here and maybe mixed with dogs. That is my guess. We still do not have an adequate supply of water to see us through on a daily bases. Even though we have fire, we do not have anything to boil the pond water in. We need to make some weapons, spears, fishing tridents and such. I saw fish in that pond."
"How do you think they got in there", Jon inquired.
"Well, probably from birds. When I made you that mud plaster. I saw worms, but without a line for my hook, we will have to catch them differently. I think, as long as we still have our body strength, we should explore the island further. I have a feeling that if wolves mixed with dogs, someone had to have introduced them to this remote island. I'm sure there must be signs of other people having been here. Who knows...maybe they still are?"
"No. Wait. What?" Jonathan's voice rose a few levels. "You're not saying there might be other people about? Are you? That Herbert chap, said this island was uninhabited."
Anna had her partner whittle some spears and several tridents. She processed some lotion from the cattails for Jon's sunburn. She ordered him to gather some more berries and try to catch some fish. His multi-tooled knife was best suited for such tasks. "I'm going to check out the more northern side of the island. I'll be back before nightfall. You going to be alright?"
Somewhat puzzled, Jon inquired, "Do you think it's a good idea to split up? After all, there is safety in numbers."
"Yes, I agree. But, someone has to keep the fire going, gather supplies. We also have to see what else is on this island. Who knows, I might find something that we can boil water in. So one of us has to stay near the camp, while the other scouts about. I think I have more experience in that department. Wouldn't you agree?"
Jon nodded.
The two parted. Anna, grabbed the water bag from the solar panel and headed toward the beach. Hoping that something man-made might have washed ashore, that the two new islanders can utilize. Her partner, made a dozen or so spears and stood them up at various places for quick access, in case any wild animals showed up. Two my the latrine, some by the platform, a couple more at the campsite. He bound a few together with the leaves of the cattails Anna brought back, grabbed the camera/stand, tridents and headed towards the pond.
Anna's mind drifted between her surroundings and that of the magnificent physique on her young partner. As the sun was steadily climbing, it warmed her body nicely. She rested on a huge sun-bleached tree trunk that had found its resting spot on the waters edge. She was wondering if she should continue recording, but decided against it. Being naked was nothing new to her. At home she would often wear nothing around the house. Being single had its advantages. She spent hours on end in the nudist section of the island where she worked. But here, now, in the open, naked before God and an adorably cute young man, was having some very pleasurable effects on her. Hearing the waves gently splash against the trunk, was hypnotic.
She recalled inadvertently holding Jon's penis, earlier that morning. It felt so warm. Like a huge bratwurst off the grill. She longed for a nice piece of meat. Her stomach was growling. IT needed to be filled. SHE needed to be filled. She straddled the log like she did the horses she rode on the island. She spread her legs far apart. Using her fingers, she parted her lips and inserted her middle finger. Her thumb pressed against her clit. She was not surprised to find herself so moist. A dry vagina is something she never suffered from. With her free hand she caressed her firm breasts. Her neck. Her face. Her long flowing blond hair. Back down to her tight stomach. Her tight EMPTY stomach. It growled again. Breaking her concentration for a second. But her need to finish herself, overpowered the need for hunger.
Masturbating out in the open was always so much more erotic. She had starting doing this many times as a young teen in the dunes of her island home, continuing doing so even as an adult. Never knowing if some of the local islanders were watching or not? Several times she knew she was being watched. But never knew by whom. This always made her orgasms more intense. The current one building to that point soon. She wondered if Jon had followed her? Hoping he followed her. Spying on her. THAT was all it took. She crossed her legs tightly on her hand. The base of her thumb pressed against her love button, moving slowly up and down. Her fingers deep inside, rubbing her other special spot. She pinched her nipples and squeezed her breasts, like you would a water balloon. "AARGH...Mein Gott! Yes!" She let out a few expletives and rode the orgasmic roller-coaster for all it was worth.
When she finished, she just laid flat on her back, trying to catch her breath. When her heart rate returned to normal, she gulped down her small portion of water. Cursing herself for doing so. She grabbed her camera and tripod. "What? The camera was open? Shit!" She looked into the viewer and saw the rec. light on. "Damn! Well at least it wasn't aimed at me", she smirked, wondering, "What the show was going to do with that bit of footage?"
As she was about to continue her exploration of the island, she thought she saw a reflection of light from the top of a rock formation ahead of her. But chalked it up to the lights flashing in her eyes from the intense orgasm she just had.
Anna looked up the beach, further north. It narrowed and the elevation rose drastically. It was very rocky, with many outcroppings. The white sand disappeared and was replaced by jagged rocks and loose stones. She neared one of these outcroppings and determined they were made of Shale. "That could be useful", she thought.
Then again, above her, for a split second,she saw the reflection of sunlight. Was someone watching her? She tried to move her head back and forth, up and down, trying to find the exact spot. But couldn't. She wasn't afraid, but knew that a reflection of any kind meant Glass. Which means man-made. She used her cameras zoom function like a telescope ans scanned the area. She wondered if Jon was spying on her, using his camera?
She climbed up the rocky embankment, slipping a few times. She extended her tripods legs and used it as a climbing/hiking stick. It helped. With the camera still rolling, she looked up and caught the light just right. There it was again. That reflection. It wasn't moving. "O.K. That has to be man made. Like from a window or something." She spoke into the camera.
She heard a dog bark in the distance. She untied her knife from the tripod and stood at the ready.
Nackt und Allein
By Deine Freundin
Part 9
Jonathan spent several hours at the pond trying to catch some fish. Failing miserably. It might have been due to the fact that, he was not devoting all of his efforts at the subject at hand. The mornings encounter with the wolf-dog, weighed heavily on his mind. It wouldn't have been a problem had Anna been there with him. She could have stood watch. He did manage to catch three small perch. Which he cleaned on shore and impaled on a spear. He placed a few spears at various placed around the pond as he did around the campsite. If nothing more then for peace of mind.
On the way back to the camp, he heard something moving through the underbrush. Not menacing like this morning, but a noise just the same. The camera was recording. He placed it on the freshly made trail they had laid, in the direction of the noise. He figured it was some kind of rodent and wanted to kill the 'savage beast'. He didn't want Anna to be the only warrior on the island. He had his knife, opened, in one hand and one of the tridents in the other. He quietly crept towards where he heard the noise.
There...among some dead foliage, he saw it. Not a vicious rodent, but a snake. A Snake. "Possibly the same snake!", he thought. It looked like it was waiting for something or someone. Aiming his trident, he hurled it at the snake. One of the tines caught the rather large snake right behind the head. "Lucky shot", he said towards the camera. "But a good kill none-the-less."
No he felt like he really accomplished something. He was great Saxon Warrior. Jonathan 'The Brave', he thought to himself. Then realization sunk in. "God, I'm such a nerd", he said under his breath. "I need to gut and clean this thing. It was obviously a female, almost 90cm in length. I'm sure Anna will be pleased." He continued talking into the camera, explaining how he researched cleaning fishes and other wildlife. Secretly he was very glad he did this.
When he reached the camp, the timing couldn't have been better. He had forgotten to place more wood on the fire before he left on his fishing expedition. After he got it going again, he proceeded to cook the fish and snake on the fire. He knew that cooked meat would keep better then raw. After it was finished, he ate one of the fishes and placed the rest of the meat inside the compartment of the transmitter, to keep it out of the reach of any hungry creatures.
Jonathan really wished he could have sneaked his mobile-phone on the island. He would have loved to do some research on how to properly cook in the wild. He was just doing what contestants did on those other survival shows. Cooking on an open fire. He recalled in a few of his games, his character had to develop certain skills, like crafting. So he tried to pretend this is what all this was....A game.
He took a few sips out of the solar still, checked the fire, grabbed a couple of spears and wrote on an open patch on the ground, stating he went to check the west beach and head north. He figured that with two of them exploring, they could finish more quickly. He was hoping he would run into her somewhere at the northern point.
The trek to the beach was slightly treacherous. He received a few minor cuts on the bottom of his feet. But nothing that didn't stop bleeding, especially after the beach sand acted as a coagulant. He just walked a little more gingerly. As he continued northward, he came upon some debris that had washed ashore. Slowly sifting through it, to see what was salvageable, he found a plastic water container with lid. Empty however, but still usable. "What the bloody hell was that?" he inquired loudly. It was some sort of tarp. But when he went to pull on it, it fell apart in his hands. "Totally useless!...Wait. Is there something wrapped in the tarp? He started to dig the thing out.
The sun had had risen will up in the sky. The air temperature was warming quickly, even with the breeze from the west, Jonathan was working up a thirst and had to quit. He decided against digging further and continued up the beach. He figured he would tell Anna about it. Maybe the two could come back after the sun set, or early in the morning. His shoulders began getting warm. He put some seawater in the jug and proceeded to make some mud like his partner did the day before. He applied the mixture the best he could by himself. He could feel it helping right away.
Some distance from the tarp, Jonathan saw something yellow and black on the shore. "Blimey. This is like hitting the jackpot. Anna should have come this way." He put the camera down. "It's a lifeboat! Cut to pieces, but plenty of material available to do craft something with. More things to tell Anna about." Jonathan figured sh will be pleased with his findings. Off in the distance, he noticed the beach narrowing. There were rock formations jutting out into the water. There was no way around to the northern tip of the island without having to swim around it. He guessed that Anna would not have done that. She would have climbed up the rocky embankment, like he was about to do.
But then he heard a dog barking from high above. Unsure if he should turn back or continue. He wondered if Anna heard the wolf and returned to camp?
At the production studio......
Several technicians worked on editing the footage they received from the two contestants and brought Herbert into the studio to approve the work.
"Nicely done, I must say"; Herbert announced. "So we have three days worth of content from the first day alone. Fantastic! When we get the new content tonight, we should have enough for a weeks worth. This is going to make us rich", he informed Rosie.
"Sir, do you still think it's a good idea not to tell the board where the two are?", Rosie asked meekly.
"Yes I do. This is My Baby. I don't want anybody to get their grubby little paws on my project. As long as I hold all the cards, I'm the boss and don't you forget it.
Nackt und Allein
By Deine Freundin
Part 10
Anna had to put her camera down and clear a path with her blade. There were wild grapevines hanging from Aspens and Conifers. Wild Blackberry bushes, thorny bushes, making forward progress painful and tedious. She had lost sight of the reflection she had seen earlier. She made an educated guess to its where-a-bouts by the direction of the sun. The dog could still be heard in the distance. She knew wolves do bark. So this also meant it was not one. She grew up around various animals. There was actually not to many she was afraid of. Bears and mountain lions and such, were a few of those.
After spending about an hour or so, clearing a path, she came upon what appeared like a trail. A well traveled trail. This worried her. She inspected the ground carefully. Only animal tracks were found. But clearing away some ground clutter and dirt, she discovered a thick slab of shale. That in itself was not strange. But just a little further, she found another, then another. "Okay, this not normal", she continued recording her findings.
"This is in no way natural. Kind of reminds me when they discovered the Bimini road. I wonder where it leads?". Anna continued through the ever thickening forest. The path wound through the forest, until it ended abruptly at the edge of a pile of rocks. Apparently some kind a rock-slide had blocked the trail ahead. A semi-mountainous crevasse lay beyond the rubble, with the trail leading deep into it. Anna's curiosity was peaked at this point. Looking at the time on her camera screen, she determined she still had plenty of time to investigate, so she decided to climb up and over the obstruction.
It was a treacherous climb. The sharp edges of the Shale and other rocks, cut her soles. After she reached the apex, she carefully began her descend. Several times she slipped and slid down on her backside. One of these times she lost the camera, which was attached to the tripod. She was using it for balance, but lost it anyhow. Several of the knife like edges cut deep into the flesh of her bare backside. She made it to the bottom and reached back behind her to find quite few deep gouges on her butt and thighs. She cut a few clumps of her blond hair into small pieces and mixed it with her blood and placed it into her cuts. Soon the bleeding stopped. She'll have to have Jonathan sew them up when she gets back to camp, she thought.
Even though it was still day light, in the crevasse it was another story. Vines had overgrown the top if it. Much like a canopy, blocking out much of the sun. Anna laboured forward, carefully. She was grateful the camera still worked. It helped her to see what was up ahead. Looking into the viewfinder, she did a double take. Looking ahead, she could not see what the camera was picking up.
A door!
She almost peed herself when she heard a voice call out from afar, "Hellooo!?!?"
Elsewhere on the island........
Jonathan decided he would try to climb up a ways. After all, it would seem a waste of time to have come this far just to turn back. There was that possibility that Anna might have done the same. He had cut off a few large pieces of the rubber raft he had found and fashioned himself a pair of rubbers for his aching feet. He cut a pair for his partner too. They protected the bottom of his feet from the sharp rocks he was climbing.
It wasn't long before plant life was totally replaced by loose rocks on the solid rock formations. It was not totally dangerous yet, so he went ahead and up. A few times he knocked loose a few larger pieces, which crashed down below him. Some onto the beach, others toward a steep drop-off into the cold blue water. "I'll have to be a bit more careful", he said. The animal sounds stopped. "Good", he thought. "Maybe the noise I'm making has scared them away?"
The sun was really getting warm. Being out in the open like this was not helping the situation. His spirits rose slightly when he saw a clump of Birch trees ahead. He was atop the highest point of the small mountain. It appeared to be only slightly higher, then the mesa, their campsite was on. As he entered the forest, he was pleased to see plenty of grapevines around. Thoughts of making wine brought a smile to his face. Now he really wished he had his mobile phone and internet access. But then he thought, "Probably no signal out her anyway."
He was surprised at the small growths of trees and vines on top of so many rocks. "Seeds must have been spread by the wind." He heard what sounded like an avalanche or rock slide....or the echo of a slide. He walked carefully ahead. He noticed gaps, cracks in the rock formation underfoot. Some were covered with the vines and fallen trees. He began to use his tripod as a walking cane. Probing the ground ahead of his footsteps. The thought he heard footsteps from deep inside one of these gaps. He called out, "Hellooo!?!?"
He was pleasantly surprised when he heard Anna's voice call back, "Jonathan?"
"Yes", he replied. "Where are you?"
Looking up, she responded, "Down here. Be careful. How did you get up there?"
"I climbed up from the west. How did you get down there? Did you fall? Are you alright?"
"I came down a path. It was blocked. I climbed over the rubble. I have some major cuts, but I'm fine. Jon. You're not going to believe what I found. I am in front a Door!"
"What?, Really?", Jon inquired. "Can you open it?"
"No. It's metal and rusted in place." Anna hesitated, then continued. "There is a viewing slit. I can see inside. It looks like a bunker. I can make out a table, a metal cabinet and a couple of bed bunks. There has to be a treasure trove of things we can use in there. There's also is a huge opening on the far side, overlooking the water. It kind of looks like a lookout bunker from the war. I can't climb up to you from here. I'll have to come around to get to you. Wait there."
Anna retraced her steps to the avalanche site, climbed over and tried to find another way up to Jon.
Jonathan could not see Anna in the crevasse below, but knew she was going to find another way up to him. He was very thirsty at this point and exhausted from the climb. He hoped his partner still had a sip of water left. He crawled over to the edge of the cliff, trying to see if he could see the opening of the bunker that Anna had seen. But it was too treacherous to lean over to far. The shale was breaking apart. He decided to wait in the shade for her. He sat up against a birch tree and drifted off to sleep.
Jonathan began dreaming about Anna. How she felt so comfortable being naked in front of him. He had never met any girl like her before. He was brought up by strict Anglican parents. This did much to repress his exposure to the free body culture that obviously Anna was accustomed to. He had seen some topless women around the beaches of England, but most English women kept themselves covered up. It was usually only the ones from other locations in Europe, that went topless. His parents taught him that women that flaunt their nudity are the lowest creatures on earth with no respect for themselves or those around them.
He was torn in that respect. Because here was an older woman, older then his mother he thought. She was kind, not at all the slutty type his parents warned him about. Hell, some of the clothed female student body at the University, were more slutty then Anna. She was pretty. Not fat. Lean. Perky breasts and her puss. God it was beautiful. Prettier then the ones he'd seen on those actresses online. Her body was not covered in tattoo's or piercings. She looked pure. He was recalling the sight of her bending over starting the fire. That was so hot. And when she grabbed his penis this morning. Was it his imagination, or did she give it a squeeze before she let it go from her grip?
He was uncertain of how long he had dozed off. But he was startled awake at hearing footsteps approaching. He stood up and saw Anna approaching. His erection was pointing right at her. Wiping his eyes as one does from a dream, he did not notice his stiffy.
Anna did however. She smiled as she approached. "I'd ask if that was a banana in your pocket? Or are you just happy to see me? But since you are not wearing any pants...It must be the latter. I'm flattered Jon."
Not sure what she was talking about. Looking down, he quickly covered his erection, with one hand. Found out that wouldn't do and covered the rest with his other.
"Really Luv? I've seen it hard more than a couple of times already. You even gave me a one shot salute yesterday," Anna said jokingly.
"She was right", thought Jonathan. Again, trying to change the subject, he asked if she had any water?
Sadly she informed him she did not. She too was thirsty from all the climbing she had done.
Nackt und Allein
By Deine Freundin
Part 11
Jonathan noticed the blood streaks running down Anna's thighs and backside. That gorgeous tanned tight butt. His penis began throbbing some more. He asked if she was hurt? She told him it was alright. Anna inquired about his makeshift shoes? This helped distract him somewhat. He handed her the rubber pieces he cut for her. With a few strips of rubber, for bindings, she soon was sporting the islands newest footwear fashion.
Jon explained, he could not see over the edge to see the bunker opening and it was very dangerous to do so.
Anna cut several very long lengths of the thickest grape vines. To bad there are not any grapes on them yet to quench their thirsts. If the camera had some kind of replay function, she would have strapped it to the end of the vine and set it over the edge. It did not, so she would have to do what she could. She began to wrap the vine around her abdomen and under her arms. She used the Velcro strap off the two camera's and secured her knife to her sore thigh. She had Jon take the other end around one of the thicker birches. She had about 50m of vine and hoped it would be enough.
Jonathan's constitution was not fully up to the task at hand, but knew, if he did not do his best, he would be alone on this island. He had to admit, his partner had a better knowledge of the wilderness then he, and will tell her if/when she gets back.
Working as a team, Jon slowly lowered Anna over the edge. After several larger pieces of shale broke off the edge, she was actually in a better position to be lowered.
"I can see the opening", she yelled in excitement. "It's slightly bigger then a coffin. A person can easily enter. I have to get closer." Swinging over about a 100m drop to the water below. It looked almost like a small harbour and maybe even a cave entrance below. Anna noticed waves crashing against other sections of the cliff. But, directly below the bunker window, the waves seemed to disappear.
Jon held on tight to the vine. He heard her ask for more slack and could feel her swinging herself to and fro. Eventually she was able to get a foot hold on the ledge of the opening and pull herself inside. She untied herself and wanted her partner to try to swing the camera down to her. She knew that Herbert would want to see this, or at least she hoped he would? She attached the Velcro strips to the vine and Jon pulled it up.
Waiting for the camera, Anna had a quick look around. She secretly wondered if this was cheating or not. In her eyes she was just going to use what was at her disposal. "Who knows, maybe this was all part of the show", she thought.
There was plenty to investigate. She was surprised at how well the furniture had held up. It obvious that no one had been here in a a very long time. To her it seemed like around World War Two. There was a small wood burning stove to one side of the three room bunker. It had a smoke pipe going all the way up. She found what was a chimney sweep set. A long hooked harpoon looking thing and a weighted brush at the end of a long chain. She moved the smoke stack and pushed the pole through to the top. Finding some blockage, she pushed harder, trying to ram and dislodge whatever was in the way.
Jonathan was sitting on the ground, attaching the camera to the vine, when he heard some tapping. He looked around, trying ti figure out where it was coming from. It was coming from the ground beneath him. "Anna?" More tapping....Then a large hook on a spear broke through some shale near his feet.
Anna saw light come through the smoke stack. She called up to her partner. They were able to communicate more easily this way. He was able to drop down the camera. With its light, she could more easily see what was about. There was a huge tool box. Some were irreparable, others still quite usable. The mattresses on the bunks were filled with straw, pretty packed and in decent shape. That made her feel good. She found a pantry with some cans and boxes in them. Everything looked inedible. But there were plates, pots, cups and canteens. Various other ancient military looking equipment were strewn around.( i.e. oil lamps, construction tools, ammunition boxes, etc.) In another cabinet, she found what looked like the remnants of a couple of army uniforms. But moths and our insects basically ate away most of the wool material.
In one corner of the bunker there were several large metal oil drums. She was able to open one, it smelled like diesel fuel or kerosene. She could not be sure. Half-a-dozen were full. A couple were empty. There were several large glass jugs that looked like they once held water. She found a concrete latrine and a shower stall. All in all, the place was pretty clean. Not very many cobwebs or crawling critters. Plenty of exoskeletons on the floor though. This will make a much better place to set up as a camp, then the lean-to. The air was cooler then the outside air and since opening the smoke stack, more air was circulating, so less stagnant.
She grabbed a few of the heavy tools. A chisel and mini-sledge hammer. She began to pound the hinges on the inside of the door and along the seams between the frame and door. She told Jonathan to come around to the door and to be careful climbing over the avalanche. "With the two of us, we should be able to open this heavy door", she thought
While she was waiting for her partner to make it to the door, Anna explored the bunker some more. She found a steel trap door, with very rusted iron rungs as steps going down to a large dark room. She could smell sea water and hear water splashing below. As she spun around, the camera light shone on a skeleton. She screamed. It caught her off guard. Typically skeletal remains do not frighten her. She had seen plenty of them on the farm or in the forest. But this was a human. Focusing on it, it was evident the person shot himself in the head. In his hand was a Lugar pistol. She knew it was a Lugar, because her father had one. There was an Iron Cross medallion on his seriously deteriorated uniform. She ascertained, "This person was a German soldier. What was he doing here? It appears his leg was broken."
She recorded all this for Herbert.
A short while later, Jon made it to the outside of the door. He used up most of his remaining strength trying to get to this point. Anna asked to give a little more and she would make it worth his while later on. If he caught her meaning. He did..... and helped push the heavy metal door to one side. They were careful not to knock it over, as it might have fallen on Anna.
Jonathan was totally exhausted and passed out from the exertion. Anna carried his naked body to one of the bunk beds. But not before making sure no nasty critters were hiding under or in it.
She was admiring his nude form. "Not bad for a person who spent most of his time behind a computer", she said to herself. She turned off her camera and laid down next to him. "Poor thing must be totally exhausted. Probably never needed to exert himself so much in his whole life. I wish I had some drinkable water for him."
She was thirsty as well and decided to take a couple of canteens to the still and pond. Luckily there were holders and belts for the canteens. She only brought her knife along, no camera. Before she left, she blocked the pathway into the bunker with the table, laying it on its side and also placing a chair in the doorway.
The makeshift rubber shoes she made from the inflatable raft patches Jonathan brought her, made walking much easier. Without having to carry the camera and stand around, she was able to make great time. With the heat of the sun on her solar-still, she was able to retrieve three-quarters of a canteen full of fresh water, albeit warm. A short time later she made it to the pond and filled the other canteen.
Back at the campsite, the fire was still hot. She placed some large rocks rocks in the centre, in close proximity and put more logs on the fire. In no time it was hot enough to boil the pond-water in the the aluminum canteen. Anna new the water needed to boil for at least three minutes. She let it boil for five. With a few large sticks, she was able to get the hot canteen out of the fire, but she was unable to touch it without risking severe burns.
While she was waiting, she went to the transmitter, to see if there was anything she could use. Inside she found a couple of small fish and several large pieces of snake on sticks. "Wow, Jon must have been busy this morning. I wonder how he killed a snake? Or he found a dead one? Yuck.", she thought out loud. Before heading heading back to the bunker, she placed the meat in one of the Ziploc bags along with some berries. Along the way, while walking on the beach, she scraped some sea salt from a few rocks and driftwood on shore. She rubbed it on the fish and meat. With the sweetness and tartness of the berries, she figured it would greatly enhance the flavour of the food.
Anna made it back to the bunker well before nightfall. As she approached the semi-blocked bunker door, she heard some heavy breathing. Not sure what she was hearing, she carefully sneaked up to it. Peering over the table, she watched as Jonathan was pleasuring himself. She had always enjoyed watching males doing so, ever since she was young and caught a neighbour boy playing with himself. As she grew older, she had spied on her classmates and strangers on the FKK beach of Juist. Later, when she began serious relationships, she and her lover, at the time, would masturbate in front of each other. She always found this very erotic. Now, here, she was reliving one of those fond memories.
Jonathan was half aware of his surroundings. He knew he had slept for a while. Not sure how he ended up on a bed? He was somewhere between awake and dreaming. His hand was stroking his penis. He had dreamt he was on an island with one hell of a beautiful milf. A naked one at that. "What a crazy dream? I really have to stop watching those silly reality shows", he thought as he continued stroking his erection.
Nackt und Allein
By Deine Freundin
Part 12
Jonathan was very close to climaxing, when he heard a female voice.
"That would be a waste of some much welcomed protein."
"Huh?" He was awoken back to reality. The naked form of a woman was leaning against the wall next to him. Anna had been watching, but he knew not for how long. He noticed she had both of her hands pressed between her legs, playing with herself. He figured she must have been watching for some time. He was on the verge of eruption. The sight of being caught, stopped him cold.
Anna kneeled by the young man on the bed. She gently removed his hands and replaced them with her own. Jonathan was in shock, uncertain about what to do next. He watched as this obviously experienced lover continued where he had left off. As she placed her mouth lovingly over his throbbing member, he proclaimed, that no one had ever done that to him. In all truth, No One had EVER done anything to him.
Anna figured that much from the first day they met and he exploded on her with the slightest of bodily contact. She let Jonathan orgasm in her mouth. It wasn't the first time she pleasured a man that way, and hoped it would not end in this island either.
She couldn't help but laugh when Jonathan told her "Thank you."
"For what my dear? I should thank you. That was tasty." She smiled and kissed him on his lips.
Jonathan could taste a bit of his salty self on her. But also the taste of berries. She smelled pleasant. As pleasant as one could that has not showered in over 24hrs. He thought she would smell of fire and earth, but yet she smelled as the fresh sea-spray with a hint of pine and another odor he was not familiar with. That of womanly musk.
The sky had become dark, but not from the lack of sunshine. Rain clouds had moved in. Anna gave her partner some fresh water and some berries. While Jonathan was recovering from his exhausted state, Anna went the the top of the bunker. She was hoping there was still enough sunlight left to try to get a small fire going. Sadly, clouds had obscured much of it. In the distance she saw lightning strikes and heard the rumble of thunder. She brought some logs and birch bark back to the stove. She was trying to figure out how she could get a fire going? She knew it would be pretty cool in the concrete room. Heat was essential for there survival.
She remembered the gun in the skeletons hand. "Maybe, just maybe", she thought. She removed the clip from the Lugar. There were still several cartridges in it. Carefully removing the bullet from the casing, she poured the gunpowder on some of the birch bark and stuck it in the oven. She placed some kindling on top of that. She also placed a few pieces of the rotted wool fragments from the bug eaten uniforms, she found. She called Jonathan over to help her. He had been trying to figure out just what Anna was up to. She had him hold a cartridge, with the bullet removed, firmly, with his multi-tool, against the opening of the stove. She took her knife and placed it up against the primer. Using a hammer, she was about to strike to the top of her knife.....
Jonathan pulled his multi-tool away. "Wait! What the hell do you think you're doing? You're going to get us killed!"
She insisted, she knew what she was doing and to trust her.
He did trust her, in fact he thinks he loves her.
Anna struck the primer....Nothing happened. She lined things up again, hit the top of her knife once more. NOTHING. She was becoming frustrated. She had seen her ex-husband do this. "Why was this not working?"
She was about to give up when Jonathan told her to try one more time. "Third time is a charm", he said smiling.
She struck it again, this time there was a loud POP. A spark shot forward out of the cartridge and ignited the small amount of powder in the stove. Which in turn lite the bark and kindling. Before long, they had a nice fire going. She replaced the stovepipe and in no tome the room was filled with warmth. Anna placed the meat in one of the pans along with some of the berries. The aroma of her cooking lifted Jonathan's spirits as much as the little sexcapade did earlier. It was a pleasure to sit at a table and to eat like normal people. The fact that they were both nude, did not seem weird at the moment.
Jonathan couldn't believe how good the meager meal was. "This really tastes good Anna. How did you know to mix the berries with it?"
"To be honest, I have been told, I could make tree bark taste good." They both laughed. Anna continued, "...And who knows, I might have to do just that."
The two continued to eat and talk about this and that. Jonathan telling her how much he missed the internet. Anna saying she missed music and books. They both agreed, they also missed toilet-paper.
The rain could be heard falling outside. Light at first, then heavy. Some water was coming down the sides of the smoke stack. Anna placed a pot by the stove to catch what she could. She grabbed some of the empty glass bottles and told her partner to break off the cabinet doors. The two headed out on top of the bunker. They found an open area. She had Jon bend the flimsy doors into a makeshift funnel. With a few logs, stones and rocks, they soon were able to collect several litres of drinkable water. The two were very cold from being out in the rain as was evident by Anna's extremely erect nipples and she could not help but laugh at the sight of Jon's shrunken penis.
"Looks like your turtle is hiding in his shell", she joked. "I can not believe how large it was a little while ago."
Jonathan actually blushed.
After the jugs were full, the two soaked participants made their way back to the bunker. It was comfortable inside. They found a lantern and with some of the fuel from the drum, were able to produce light. Jonathan beat his chest like Tarzan. The two hugged. It became evident they were becoming friends.
Jonathan began taking a better look at the items around the room. He explained that something was not right. That these canteens and other things predate World War II. He knew this from his many war games. Most them went for authenticity, so he knew history from them. The medal was from an WWI sailor. They both thought that was pretty strange. As Jon was talking about all this, Anna was video taping his thoughts about what may have transpired. They conjectured, that this must have been a WWI bunker and somehow a German sailor must have become stranded on the island. Maybe he killed whoever was here, maybe it was abandoned before he arrived. But it was obvious, that with a broken leg, maybe he was bleeding out, he had no choice but to end his suffering.
Nackt und Allein
By Deine Freundin
Part 13
The production assistant called the producer and informed him that no upload was received as of yet and that it was getting late.
Herbert told him to send the employees home. He had been watching on the weather radar, a large scale storm was upon the island, where his two stars were supposed to upload the daily contents from their cameras. He was worried that the storm may have damaged the transmitter. He contacted his assistant and the helicopter pilot. He wanted to visit the island the second the storm let up.
The board set up a late night meeting with Herbert. He was informed by them, that the more erotic scenes would not be allowed to be broadcast. Even if they were censored. This infuriated him. "Why should we give in to these Puritanical threats. What is wrong with people? Do they not think that nudity is a normal existence among humanity? After all, we are brought into this world nude. We procreate nude. Some of the worlds greatest pieces of art are nudes. For GOD's sake, all of you have to agree 'Sex Sells'. This show will make us millions."
"Not if advertisers pull their backing for it", one executive interrupted.
"Well...we could always scrap the television version and have it go straight to video. I am sure there will be a market for such a show. We could even forgo censorship and place it on the 'Adult' market", suggested the lead female board member.
Several members were bickering back-and-forth. Herbert heard enough and stormed out of the meeting, with the young Rosie close behind.
Herbert vented, "I can not believe them. They are going to bow to religious and feminist pressure. I should just crap can this whole project!"
"Sir if I may interject", Rosie began, "We could continue and just have it go straight to video?"
"Without funding, we could not keep it going. Looks like we should just cancel the show and take our loses." Herbert walked away.
....Back on the island.....
The storm was not letting up. Jonathan was very cold from their time gathering rainwater. Anna had him lay on the upper bunk, since it was warmer higher up. She jumped into bed with him. Together they generated enough body heat to warm one another. Before long Jon was sleeping like a baby.
"Poor dear", said Anna to herself. "He is just not used to all this physicality." She climbed down off the bunk. It was her intention to try and get the camera contents uploaded before it would get to late. She carefully placed the cameras into the plastic bag and headed for the transmitter in the dark. The trek was slow going and dangerous. A few times she felt as if she was being watched. But was uncertain, because of the heavy rain. It was distorting her perception of her surroundings.
It was close to midnight, when she made it to the transmitter. The rain had still not subsided. In fact it seemed to strengthen. She quickly uploaded the videos, replaced the batteries. She was climbing down from the platform, turned and came face to face with a growling wolf. She dropped the camera bag and readied her blade. The creature did not attack. Anna decided to talk to the creature. It picked up on the gentleness of her voice, but was still leery of this creature in front of it. Anna moved forward. The wolf stood it's ground.
Anna continued toward the wolf, still talking to it in a calm manner. The creature allowed her to come closer. Looking like a scene out of Sheena: Queen of the Jungle, she was able to stand right in front of the wolf. She looked into its eyes. They were not the eyes of a killer. She reached out her hand and let the creature smell her. Her other hand still held her knife.
The dog like wolf slowly turned and walked away.
With the threat subsided, for now, Anna, looked around to see what else she could take back to the bunker. The only thing of any use were the bags from the solar-still. The fire had completely gone out. She could not wait to get back to the warmth of the bunker.
...Elsewhere.....
The production editor finally managed to find Herbert. "Sir, Sir, you are not going to believe what the contestants sent us."
Herbert made it to the studio. Entering the booth, he couldn't believe what he was hearing. The monitor was only showing waves washing on shore. But the sound was that of a woman having an orgasm. "What the hell are you doing? I thought you had something important for me to see. I rush over here and find you watching porn!"
"Ah...No sir. That IS the female participant on the island. But to be honest, that is not what I wanted you to see", the editor opened up another file folder. "This is what I wanted you to see."
On the screen were images of something akin to a mystery movie. The scene showed a bunker of some type. It panned around and "Holy Shit!" exclaimed Herbert. "Was that a skeleton?"
"Yes sir."
"...and this came from the island?"
"Yes sir."
"Does anybody else know about this?", inquired Herbert.
"No sir, just you and I for now" responded the editor.
"Ok. Keep it that way." Herbert rushed to his assistant.
Rosie was getting ready for bed. Her boss wanted to get up early in the morning and was tired after the long day. She did not care for the long hours her boss made her work. But she knew it would look great on her rèsumè to work on a long-term project. But now her boss wanted to scrap months of work. She needed a long warm shower, to relax. Rosie was an attractive redhead. Some of her friends told her she looked like a young Ann-Margret. She was admiring her naked body in the mirror of her flat. She was applying baby powder to her fair skin, when a loud tapping was heard on her door. She grabbed a bath towel and wrapped it around herself.
Looking through her peep-hole, she was surprised to see her boss, Herbert, on the other side. But then again, nothing really surprised her when it came to him. She opened the door. "Mr. Schwartz! Have you any idea of the time?"
"Yes I do, I'm not stupid", he replied. Giving his assistant a quick once over, he looked down and said, "Wow! You really are a redhead. I need you to get dressed. Get your laptop. We have to catch an early flight. I want to be on the island in the morning."
Somewhat miffed, Rosie was taken aback. "Mr. Schwartz! That is highly unethical of you." She looked down and noticed the towel did not cover all of her bottom half. She quickly turned around and grabbed a pair of panties. Holding the towel to her chest, she bent over and pulled on her underwear. "Can you at least turn around while I get dressed, Sir?"
"Really Rosie? Do not flatter yourself. I'm not even interested in you like that. And with all the naked women I have seen during the auditions...Hmmpf. One more is no big deal for me. Except that Anna...there is something about her...I could easily..." His voice trailed off.
If it wasn't for the job, Rosie would have quit a long time ago. She knew that women have a difficult time breaking into television production. So she took it, begrudgingly. She quickly dressed and wanted to know, "What was so important that it could not wait til morning?"
Herbert pulled out the thumb-drive containing the uploads from the island. "Do you have your Laptop here?"
"Yes sir."
"Here, put this in. Go to Anna's folder. Edward, the editor, placed it in sub-folder four."
"Placed what sir?" Rosie asked.
"You will see."
The two watched the screen. In her haste, she opened the wrong folder. What appeared on the screen, made them both say "Damn!" The image of Jonathan's erection was in full view. Rosie spoke, "While that is quite impressive, Sir. I really do not think that it merits you storming over here like the world was on fire."
"That's not the folder, the other one. You clicked on the wrong one!"
Rosie gasped, when the image of the skeleton appeared. "What was that, Mr.Schwartz?"
"I know, really!" Herbert retorted. "Those two stumbled onto something big. Bigger then a "Naked Survival Reality Show". The board wants to stop production anyway. But this...This is History. Did you see the German Iron Cross on the skeleton? What was a German doing in an Allied bunker. Not to mention, what is a bunker doing on that island. My grandfather never told me about it. I can begin an expedition. We would film it. We would be famous and rich." He hugged Rosie. "But we have to get to the island as soon as possible. We have to save the site from further contamination by our two contestants. I want you to bring along a change of clothes for them. I want to be on the island by daybreak. I want to have a first hand look at everything, before I bring a film crew there."
"Sir, can I remind you, that only three people know where 'There' is anyways."
"...And I want to keep it that way, for now!"
Nackt und Allein
By Deine Freundin
Part 14......The End
Anna was the first to wake up. It had been a very long time since she had woke up in the arms of a man. Especially a young man.....A handsome naked young man. The room in the bunker was pretty warm. She decided not to stir, so she could relish the feeling of Jonathan's body spooning hers. She could feel his penis wedged in between the cheeks of her butt. Her head was resting on his left arm. His right was cupping her left breast. Her right breast was comfortably nestled in the crook of the elbow on his right arm. She could feel his heart beat on her sensitive nipple. A steady thump...thump...thumpity...thump on her nipple. She slowly, gently moved her backside against his crotch. The movement had awaken his sleeping member. She really wanted him inside her. Things started to heat up in the bunker....and it wasn't from the stove. She longed to have a man inside her. Even one so young. So very young. He is only a little older then her youngest son.
"Wait...He is only a little older then my youngest son. What am I doing?", she thought. "I'm a cradle-robber. What the hell is wrong with me. Am I that horny? Am I that depraved? Deprived? They were synonyms to her at this point. Oh My God!" She gently removed Jon's arm and climbed out of the bunk-bed. He was still in deep REM sleep. She watched his eyes twitch. His penis twitched and throbbed as well. His hips were moving back and forth, as if he was making love to an invisible woman. The sight was too much for her to handle.
Anna quietly slipped out of the bunker to pleasure herself. She had become pretty proficient in the aspect of her lonely love life. Always working, never gave her the chance to commit to a serious relationship. That is why she kind of accepted this challenge. To her it was nothing more then a long vacation. And if she won, a well paid one at that. She didn't wonder or worry about what others may think of her, exposing herself like this to the world. Nudity was not a problem for her. She always believed it was other peoples problem. Those that had a problem with nudity, that is.
Thoughts of bygone days, spending her youth on nude beaches across the world, filled her mind. Erotic locations. Beautiful sunbathers. Toned bodies. Men and women. Healthy tanned bodies....Yes. She was placing pressure on her clit with one hand. With the other she spread her lips, inserting her middle finger. Her eyes were tightly closed as she leaned up against the outside wall of the bunker. She did not hear Jonathan exiting the bunker.
He froze at the sight that welcomed him. He wanted to say something. But he had never actually seen a woman masturbating before. He did on those internet porno sites. But this was real. Those were mostly fake. Actors! But Anna was real. The way her face matched the glow of the morning sky, was something that could not be replicated online. The little beads of sweat that dribbled down between her youngish looking breasts. Her nipples erect by the morning air and her obvious arousal. Her laboured breathing. In no time at all, he was sporting another one of his many morning erections.
It wasn't long before both orgasmed simultaneously.
Anna heard Jonathan's moans and the slapping of his fist against his testicles. She looked at him and he at her. She could see love in his eyes. After their heart rates came down and their breathing less laboured, Anna was the first to acknowledge what had just transpired. With some light-hearted laughter. Jonathan soon joined in. She joked, "Well, That was fun. Lets do That again soon."
She continued, "You look refreshed. What do you think we should do today?
Jon thought for a bit. "Well, we need more food. I could kill another snake? Catch some more fish? Look through the tide-wrack on the beach, that I found yesterday?"
"All good ideas. I would like to clear the rock debris mound at the start of this trail. Explore the bottom room of the bunker. Bring the transmitter here and place it on top of the bunker. There is still plenty of sun available here to charge the batteries. Plus that way we don't have to walk so far to upload our data. That reminds me, we should get the cameras."
Jon thought a bit, "Yes, we should investigate the bunker some more. I wonder what that producer will think of what we found? Do you think he knew it was here?"
"I'm not sure Jon. It's possible. It sure would make the show more interesting. Like naked Indiana Jones and a female one. Is there a Female Indiana Jones?"
"Holy Hell, there is! Did you not ever hear of Lara Croft?" Jonathan's face lit up.
Anna chuckled, "Yes kind of. Didn't Angelina Jolie play her in a movie?"
Jonathan could hardly breath, "A movie?....A Movie? Oh My God Anna, she played her in TWO movies. She was so HOT in them. The clothes she wore were so tight, it was like she was naked. What a dream...A Wet Dream."
"You little wanker perv." Anna could not help but laugh.
Jon's face turned read. Especially after he realized how he must have sounded. *Cough* "Well to answer your question, Yes. You and I could be a 'Naked Indiana Jones and a 'Naked Lara Croft'. Guess we should explore some more. Glad we have drinking water, for now."
With that the two took the working lantern, tied it to the vine that Anna had cut the day before and lowered it down the trapdoor. The rusted rungs seemed to be in working order. After the lantern rested on the floor, the two climbed down. The room was extremely cool. Gentle waves splashed against a man made cement dock. The room could easily house several large lifeboats. Jonathan suggested, even a small U-boat. It did look pretty deep. Fish could be seen swimming about in the pool.
There were more drums on the dock. Jonathan believed them to contain diesel fuel. They found several crates containing ammunition and various weapons. The salty sea air had pretty much rendered them useless.
Anna thought though, that with some TLC some might be able to be rebuilt. Diesel fuel is like a lubricant, after all. Investigating some more, the found crates that contained......
....Elsewhere.....
The dawn was just breaking. A limousine pulled up to the Helipad at the same time as the helicopter arrived. Rosie gave the pilot instructions on what to load on board. She turned to Herbert and asked, "Why are you bringing wine and cheese?"
"To celebrate our discovery of course."
She continued, "You sure it wasn't to impress that Anna woman? I have seen you ogle her. You have the hots for her, don't you?"
"What's not to like? She looks a lot like that blonde from ABBA. Besides, how funny is it that her partners name is Jonathan 'Livingstone'. Like that RareVideoEdit - 'What about Livingstone?' Sung by ABBa. It's almost like it was planned...or ordained. Besides, she is close to my age. I have never been married, but if I'd have met her in my prime, I am sure I would have put the moves on her."
Rosie fired back, "Why does every one praise that blonde? What about Anna-Frida, the redhead? Without her, there would have been no A...B...B...A..."
"Oh, there is nothing wrong with redheads, but it is blondes that catch every ones eyes first. Besides, you have seen Anna on the videos from the island. She is photogenic and very knowledgeable about things. She obviously is nothing like your stereotypical dumb-blonde. Although her body is." Herbert was recalling the imagines of Anna. He had to readjust his trousers a bit.
Franz, the pilot, informed Mr. Schwartz that it was very dangerous to fly with the added weight of the equipment. Even-though the storm had subsided considerably, the wind conditions still made piloting a helicopter quite risky.
Herbert offered Franz triple his normal transport fee, which tempted the experienced pilot enough to risk it. Soon the three were off to the secreted location. Franz knew the routine. Fly in the opposite direction to throw off any onlookers. Then turn elsewhere. Also fly below radar level. It took them a good three hours through heavy winds to make it to the island. Herbert told the pilot to fly to the northern part of the island first, but at sea level. From this vantage point, the bunker was barely visible. The opening from the sea looked like a small cave, but well camouflaged. The bunker window opening blended well into the side of the cliff. Unless you knew what you were looking for, it too was well hidden.
Rosie began recording as they approached the island. Herbert began to speak into the camera, telling about how he "discovered" the secret location. Rosie just rolled her eyes.
Herbert told Franz to land, but was informed the closest, safe, place to land would be where the platform was located.
The wind had picked up considerably. Franz had a difficult time maneuvering the craft. Several times he narrowly escaped crashing into the water, the cliff side or the trees.
Anna and Jonathan both heard the copter from inside the cave. They hurriedly climbed out of the bunker and saw the helicopter, that brought them to the island, head towards the open field where the transmitter was located. The two put on their makeshift shoes and ran as fast as they could. Each wondered why they were being visited so soon. Anna figured it must be because of the bunker they found.
**BOOM**CRASH**
An explosion could be heard in the distance. Smoke billowed above the trees. The two ran faster. The sight that they came upon was of utter destruction. They saw that the helicopter had crashed upon the transmitter. It was enveloped in flames. They approached the downed copter. From the side Anna was at, she could see two people in the rear. The pilots body was half out of the front windshield. None were moving.
Jonathan thought he saw a woman's hand waving at him from inside. He thought he heard a cry for help.
Approaching the burning craft, Anna screamed for him to back away. She could smell fuel. The copter had two tanks, one was still intact. She ran from the helicopter just as it exploded behind her. The concussive blast, knocked her out.
Anna was not sure how long she was unconscious, but the flames had pretty much died down. The ground around the platform were scorched. The transmitter and emergency phone and beacon were demolished. She checked herself for injuries. A few minor burns. Nothing broken. A slight headache. She walked up to the wreck. She could make out the bodies inside or what was left of them. They were those of Herbert, Rosie and the pilot. Jonathan's was nearby. He was not moving.
After checking for signs of life and finding none, she realized, no one knew where they were. The only three people who did, lay in the wreckage before her.
As the title of the show was called.....She truly was Naked and Alone.
