One evening, we have just finished supper and got everything cleaned up when some son of a bitch kicks the door of our house open and comes through. The guy has what looks to be a gun. The guy looks mean as hell and he snaps some kind of orders at us in some sort of foreign language.

Big Jim, of course, doesn't understand what the guy said. With his usual kind of response Big Jim motions for the guy to lay down the gun and he and Big Jim can settle things hand to hand. Big Jim has splashed dishwater on his shirt during clean up and he has taken the shirt off and hung it up to dry.

The gun guy looks at Big Jim's rippling muscles and obviously wants no part of hand to hand.

I stand there, holding my breath, waiting for the guy to shoot Big Jim down.

Suddenly, a woman walks in the door. The woman has on what's obviously the same type of uniform as the guy with the gun. It's the same type of uniform, but the uniform sure as hell looks better on the lady, who's one hot lookin' babe!

The guy with the gun is big, but a little smaller than Big Jim and he's afraid of Big Jim.

The lady is a lot smaller than Big Jim. She's tall and slim, but with a nice set of jugs. She's not afraid of Big Jim. She walks up to Big Jim, flashes her eyes, and says, "Hi ya, big boy!" (No, I didn't speak a word of her language at that time, but I can tell what she meant!)

Big Jim says, "Hello, lovely lady! To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?" (Translation: "Wanna fuck?" Trust Big Jim to stay focused here.)

The woman apparently understands what Big Jim wants and she turns and snaps something to gun boy, in their foreign language.

Gun boy apparently tries to argue, but the woman apparently outranks him. Gun boy leaves. (Okay, he goes away mad, but he does go away and good riddance.)

Big Jim then wants to take the lady for a moonlight stroll (Translation: fuck.)

The woman again flashes her eyes at Big Jim, points to herself and says a word in her language. She then points to Big Jim and says another word in her language. She then points to Gary and then me and says the same, second word. (Translation: girl, boy, boy, boy.)

The lady eyes us for a few seconds and then points to the door and says, "Girl, girl," in her language, of course.

The three of us guys are puzzled. That is, we're puzzled until two more foreign girls walk into our house. (It's actually at that point we finally figure out what the lady said in her language.)

The new pair of foreign girls are a bit smaller than the first alien girl and have dark hair, while the first foreign girl has light, almost white hair.

One of the foreign girls glances at me and perhaps she shows a flicker of interest.

I say, "Hello, baby doll!" (Translation: "Wanna fuck?" You gotta understand, the three of us have been marooned on this island for a while, with no girls. The new girls are not just girls but hot lookin' babes.)

A foreign girl walks over to me and says, in a bedroom voice, "Gabble, gabble!" (Translation: "I thought you'd never get around to asking me, Big Boy!")

Okay, the three couples in our house wander down to the sugar sand beach, under a nearly full moon, the girls strip off and Gary, Jim and I follow. The girls strip all the way to nude. Once we're all nude, we go into the water.

The foreign girls apparently are skilled at fucking in the water. My foreign girl quickly mounts me face to face with her pussy impaled on my rigid cock.

I'm able to easily support the weight of the foreign girl, because we're up to our necks in water. The foreign girl and I develop a sort of back and forth rhythm and work each other until she climaxes and draws me along. As I pump my cum into her, she sounds off like a banshee! (It's been way too long since I have heard that sound!)

I hear the other girls also work their tonsils and it would appear that the first foreign/island contact is a howling success!

Okay, my foreign girl dismounts and we wash ourselves and then wade back to the beach. My foreign girl and I are preparing to put our clothes back on when the white haired lady with Big Jim says something in a foreign language.

My foreign girl then stops me from putting my clothes back on. The girl does put her uniform blouse back on, but leaves it unbuttoned, for whatever reason. She then gathers up the remainder of her clothes and motions for me to do the same.

The three ladies are wearing just unbuttoned uniform blouses and we three boys are completely naked. We're all carrying the rest of our clothes.

We follow the ladies and walk back inland for a way and suddenly find ourselves in an area at the edge of a lava cliff that rises up from the ground, toward the top of the volcano. In the cliff is some sort of, perhaps, doorway. The doorway doesn't appear to lead into the cliff, but displays a sort of dim, shifting, swirling light.

A tall, very light blonde lady in uniform suddenly appears out of the doorway. She seems puzzled to see us, but then spots the tall white haired lady with Big Jim. She runs over to the white haired lady and they talk in some foreign language. After quite a bit of conversation with the white haired lady, the new blonde lady then talks with each of the foreign girls that Gary and I fucked.

I can't, of course, understand a word of the conversation, but the ladies we screwed seem happy about the situation. For that matter, the new blonde haired lady also seems happy.