The only woman on Shipwreck Island.

The only woman on Shipwreck Island

This happened in the late 1950’s before technology would have made it easy for us to be found and rescued.

My husband, David and I had chartered a small yacht for a long weekend cruise around a large group of small mostly uninhabited islands a few hours run from the port we started from. We shared the boat with another couple that we were friends with and there was a crew of two. A storm came up and a big wave came over the stern and swamped the engines. As we were tossed around, waves kept coming over the gunnels and filling the boat till we knew that it was going down. We sent out a mayday signal and put on our PFDs (life jackets) and looked to see what land we were near.

The storm had let up a lot but the boat was too far gone to survive. Even small waves were coming over the sides. Finally the captain said that we were going to lose the ship at any minute and were drifting away from the nearest land so he felt that we had our best chance to swim to land before we got too far away from it to have a chance to make it. We jumped into the water and started to swim. Fortunately we were in warm tropical waters but there were also currents and sharks to worry about.

Some of us were better swimmers that others and the currents were different in different places so if you did not swim fully thru one, it could take you in different directions than the person who did make it further and into a different current shift. Eventually I reached the beach. Others did too but we were as much as a quarter mile from each other because of how good we could swim in the currents. We all gathered at one point on the beach.

It was quickly clear that our friend’s wife was not there. We went out in both directions for at least a mile, looking and yelling for her but we did not find her. Her husband, Jeff was distraught. Finally it got dark. The captain had grabbed a survival kit that he had on board that was in a waterproof bag so he had matches and a lighter for us to start a fire, which we did, hoping that someone might see it and get us help or that Brenda would see it and come to join us. Some of the other things in the kit included a knife, a wire saw, fishing hooks and line and water purification tablets. We told Jeff that maybe she was safe on another of the nearby islands. Jeff sat away from us with his head in his hands, sobbing and thinking the worst.

Ever though it was not very cold that night, everyone was starting to shiver in their wet clothes. None of us had a lot of clothing on. I had my bra and bikini panties covered by a light beach dress. My sandals had not made it to shore with me. We decided that we had to get our clothing dried so a couple of the guys built some racks around the fire to hang everything on to dry. David and I walked down the beach and back into the vegetation so I could not be seen. We stripped out of our stuff so David could take it back to the fire to get it dry. Standing there naked, we couldn’t help but to fall into each other’s arms and tell each other how happy we were to be safe and together. After a long kiss, David took our things back to the fire and hung them on the drying racks. I stayed out of sight but when I heard an animal moving in the underbrush, I ran to the fire and the others. Even though we all had more important things on our minds, my nude female body did draw some attention from the men, especially the way my 38-D boobs bounced as I ran thru the sand.

I’m 28, 5’5” with a 38-D/26/36 figure. My tits sag some but not much. You can’t expect ones that big to stick straight out. My nipples are big and harden easily when I just think about sex. I spend a lot of time topless out by our pool so I have a nice tan except where my G-string bikini bottom covers my muff. I do not at all blame the guys for how they reacted at seeing me. Actually, it makes me feel kind of pretty good and desirable.

After we and our clothes were dry, we dressed and talked about what to do next.