Trip Report April 7 - 12
(Names, other than Dallas and Erika, are changed to protect the not-so-innocent!)
Erika and I
returned from Hedo II on Wednesday evening, April 12.
It was such a blast that thinking about it still makes me giggle as I fly to
Singapore this Easter Sunday.
I want to always remember this trip
I am writing this down so I won't forget and perhaps pass on a little
of the joy to you.
My name is Dallas. Im 37 and I live in North Carolina. I'm buxom (DD) and
hippy with a big round ass and considerably small waist.
I define the term voluptuos hour-glass -- think
Anna Nicole Smith with blue eyes, long, curly light brown hair and a dark,
all-over tan. My very best girlfriend, Erika, and I decided to be a little wild as a
"last hurrah" before her move across country to San
Diego. Having a bit of hussle-bussle with the job and relationships, I really
needed what I found at Hedo!
Erika is as much like a blonde, tan, freckle-face Tina Turner as you could
ever imagine, with a vivacious personality to boot. She's got a great body,
big tits and loves to dance. Partners in crime, you can only imagine that
together, we're hell on wheels and love to get right in the middle of the
party or does the party revolve around us?
Ill let you decide!
SATURDAY, April 7
Our journey began on Saturday, April 7. Once I saw the Hedo bus, I was sure this trip would not live
up to my expectations. The first 49 miles confirmed my disappointment even
more because there was no music or talking aboard this lovely bus from the 70s
era. It looked like few pimplely-faced spring breakers, except for 2 couples
and a single guy sitting behind us. Lucky for the 2 crazy broads from NC,
things made a turn around when we arrived at the rest stop. Just
when I was about to chalk the trip up, "Jimmy
the Greek" from the one of the couples in the bus, came over to say
hello. He told
Erika and I that this was their 3rd time to Hedo in the last 6 months.
We were able to ask him all the questions we really wanted to know, like nude
vs. prude. His wife and another couple (Jeff and Wendy I think) joined us.
Everyone sung the praises of Hedo and told us it was the only place they'd
ever vacation. They were all planning to be on the nude side. Little did we
think we'd be seeing much, much more of these 4 people!
When we arrived, we headed straight to the prude bar for a couple of those
flaming Jamaica flag shots. We knew we would be needing this type of liquid
courage. Z, another single girl on her own, came up to us to say hello. Z told
us that she had only been there one day, but it seemed she already had so many
friends. She introduced us to a couple of cute, young
"meat packers" from Chicago (and yes, that's really what they did
for a living!). Z told us that there was no pressure and we could keep our
clothes on if we walked over to the nude side with them. Oh, what nave
virgins we were!!! As soon as we hit the nude bar, Z and the meat packers
split. CC, a
beautiful former Miss Hedonism, greeted us and welcomed us to the nude bar. We
could not have looked more like virgins if we had had hymens on our foreheads!
The 2 couples we had met on the bus were there, and we said hello. CC was so
enthusiastic. She whisked us off behind the jerk hut, stripped us then rubbed glitter on our bodies. I didn't look
down for the rest of the evening. Erika was in a thong and I hadn't worn
panties and just had on a see-through leopard sarong. I dont recall the
name of the bartender that night. I am sure you know him; the young, tall
Jamaican with the pretty eyes. He
served us a shot that I swear was liquid Ecstasy! The next thing I recall is
smoking Jimmy the Greeks cigar. I wanted to kiss him and I did.
I was kissing him and a really cute, single Canadian guy at the same
time big, wet luscious kisses. I don't exactly recall how this happened
but Jimmys wife got in on the kissing. All
3 people were covering my breast with kisses and licking my nipples. That was
the first time I had ever been kissed by a woman. It was soft and nice.
I remember leaning over the bar while they rubbed and licked
my ass. Erika, the
Diva she is, was sitting by the pool holding court with a new group, while I
had drawn a very substantial crowd and was living out my wildest fantasy.
Things after this get a little fuzzy for me. All I know is that Erika and I
are still cracking up about what we wore to dinner. She donned only a loose crochet lace sweater and a
pair of leopard thong panties. I had on a very small black crochet spaghetti
strap blouse with just a bow to tie the front together, black thong and see
through black sarong. I am pretty sure we both had on 4 inch heels. What
a site we must have been!
And to think this was casual elegance night!!!! We went back to the room for a
post shot nap, planning to head to the disco only to find ourselves looking up
at each other in the mirror the next morning, saying SHIT, we missed the
first night!!!
SUNDAY, April 8 The next day...
Erika and I staked out our spot on the beach and began what would be our
daily ritual. We chose a spot next to the wooden lion and volleyball net (the
official line of nude vs. prude). We thought this was appropriate being that
we were only going topless. I took a sailing lesson and learned more about how
Jamaican men are attracted to women with large butts. (This was just the
beginning! By the end of our stay, friends wanted to auction be off for a free
week at Hedo!).
Back on the beach, we were joined by the cute Canadian guy. He was nude and
wanted some of our aloe and I gladly obliged. What a great ass this man had!
It started to rain, so all three of us headed for the nude bar. This
was one of our favorite times of the trip. The
nude bar was definitely the place to be that afternoon. Erikas $70 golf hat
was ruined and she ended up wearing the gold band as an anklet -- that might
have been all she had on. We met so many great people that afternoon like
Timmy, Carl, Conrad and the couple who had just been remarried.
Erika and I danced topless on the bar stools in the pool in the pouring rain.
It was one on the best times of my life. And, I will never forget it. Although Erika and I are the bestest of buddies, we nearly
had a catfight over the cute Canadian. It was his last day, which was probably
the best for all of us. With
all the attractive single guys in Negril, we wanted the same one. When it was time for him to leave I walked him to the front
and we kissed goodbye. I
was cheered by the whole bar when I returned. What must they have been
thinking I was up to?!?! Dirty minded Hedo crowd! By
the time I jumped back in the nude pool, Erika had hooked up with Tony. I sat
around talking to Timmy. Erika and I went back to the room to prepare for the
evening. Tony met Erika in our room. When he arrived (and I think CC might
have been there too) I was lying upside down on the bed naked with the
hairdryer....drying my hair upside down and singing to Donna Summer, but then
again, anything can happen at Hedo!
Tony and Erika went off to dinner. Typically not able to sit still, I headed
to the nude pool to stir up trouble. This is when I met JJ. JJ
became my main man for the duration of the visit and has promised to write his
own trip report. Perhaps he can enlighten me on how we actually began passionately kissing
like long lost lovers on top of the pool side of the nude bar.
We moved to a hammock on the prude side, then went for a swim and played
on the platforms. I have to say I was pretty impressed with my hammock
tactics. All that arm work at the
gym prior to the trip really paid off for JJ.
From there we went to the hot tub where I had a rather unnerving thing
happen. Some local
bimbo tried to steal JJ away! Right in front of me...actually tried to wedge
herself between us. JJ handled the situation coolly and she went back to her
spot in the hot tub.
With so may free men in the hot tub, why she wanted mine, I cant say
why except of course hes cute and well hung.
After that instance, JJ and I went back to the nude beach where he showed me the real meaning
of The Point. I
woke up alone next to Tony and Erika with Erikas earrings on my pillow. Don't
ask!
MONDAY, April 9 Our Favorite Day,,,,
The next day we were back in our routine; same spot near the volleyball
court. By
the way, this is the cleanest section of beach because the guy there works his
ass off raking all day. Just
dont say the word mushroom or else youll have a crowd of natives
in a heartbeat. Erika and I were reading a book we began sharing on the trip
in. Bringing this extremely
explicit tale of a princess and her S&M trials was the right thing to
do..have us read it to you next time we're in Hedo!
As we took turns reading aloud this extremely explicit sexual fantasy,
we were joined by JJ, then Timmy, then Prince Butch. We
had the best time talking and swapping stories, jumping in the water and
rubbing glitter suntan lotion on each other. Someone got the idea that we really needed B52s.
Our naked cabana boys and us naked cabana bitches took turns running to the
nude bar for B52s until we compiled a stack of glasses literally no
kidding -- 6 foot tall! (This is funny: later
that night: Erika was in the bar. A
guy approached her and told her the story of he and his wife witnessing 3-simi
hard guys standing in front of 2 girls for at least 4 hours.
They had really timed it. Erika
said, Ummm, that would be me. ) Timmy went to Ricks Cafe. Erika and
Prince Butch went to a hammock and JJ and I went to my room... I am not sure
if JJ and I ever went to sleep, but we were together when it was time for
dinner. For some reason, I decided to wear another crazy outfit: silky bright
yellow tube top, skirt to my bikini that rode up to show my ass with a leopard
print silk thong in fire colors. We went outside the room. I threw my camera
down to the guy on the first floor and he took a picture of us before we got
dressed.... When did JJ ever put clothes on? I
don't remember that part; maybe he was naked at the famous table 1 and
throughout the entire evening). Somewhere along the line, Erika met up with
Richard Gere's brother. This guy was the spitting image of RG. He was cute,
sexy and had a terrific bathing suit, which didn't stay on long....
Erika and I took Richard to the nude bar. He was a
virgin. We enjoyed
breaking him in. Richard Gere gave me the best compliment; that I had a bright
aura that attracted people to me. Auras especially
effect Jamaican wait staff members. At dinner, JJ fed me bites of his garlicy pasta at our
table, which was very sexy to me. We bet a blow job that Prince Butch and Erika had been
together. I thought no and
won the bet. JJ,
Erika and I met Timmy at the Italian restaurant. Don't
forget to wear a sleeved shirt guys. After, JJ and I met Erika and Tony in the piano bar (we might
have actually fucked between dinner and the piano barif so wasnt me).
I missed this part but before we arrived Erika had made a simple song request
Play Mustang Sally!
Next thing you know, Erika is standing on top of the piano.
The piano player said Sally, take off your top, and
it went from there. Sally (AKA Erika) stripped before the entire club. This
was the night I was totally out of control.
Erika SWEARS someone
slipped something (and I am talking drugs here) into my drink. I got everyone
pretty pissed this night. Apparently, no one at the bar could get a drink
because the entire wait staff was surrounding me.
At the head of the mob was The Saint. Did you meet him?
We were told on our first day that The Saint was a male prostitute.
He took me outside and gave
me a quick feel of the merchandise.
Somehow JJ rescued me from my entourage. Timmy and JJ said they were
taking me back to the room. Erika and Richard Gere went
to the hot tub.
I want
to add that I met the most wonderful shy DJ from North Dakota (of all places)
that day at lunch. His cousin
said he was too shy to meet me and introduced us.
This guy had the very BEST body and definitely the biggest cock of the
entire Hedo week. I think he was
the winner of the best buns contest a few days in a row.
And, girls, you know buns are NOT the important thing in that contest!
We still keep in touch. Kisses
to you baby XXX!!!
TUESDAY Pajama Party!
I awoke the next morning naked that sand on my feet. Erika and I recalled
the events from the night before.
Then I started to
wonder the location of the outfit I had on the night before. We dressed for
breakfast and walked down to the nude beach. Thats
where I found my clothes and shoes. We came back to the room and
my fire leopard thong was hanging on the door knob.
Later that morning, JJ called and assured me that no Jamaican men were
involved in the previous night. I had simply swam in the ocean and we fell asleep on the beach. The 3 of
us spent the afternoon playing in the pool. Erika went back to the room for a
nap. We woke to get ready. We'd
been practically nude all week so getting ready with the door and window open
felt perfectly natural. CC stopped by for a girl chat and fashion consultation.
She had incredible clothes. Our
next door neighbor, Delores, ran in and asked for our help to wake her
husband. All 3
of us joined Delores in jumping on their bed, naked, to wake her husband.
Pictures of this exist somewhere.
All 4 of us totally nude girls jumping on the bed.
We looked like the Juggies on the Man Show! A
few minutes later the husband stormed in our room. He was all soaped up from
the shower. We all danced around naked.
Fun, fun, fun!!! We were a little late meeting our
guys for dinner. Against
veteran CCs recommendations, Erika and I wore our pajamas to dinner. We had on black lace bras and thongs with see-through robes.
I was having a good hair day. Needless to say, we practically pranced through
the dining hall. When Erika saw JJ she ran up to hug him and fell on her ass
in the middleof the dining hall. I think we ate dinner with CC with night.
After dinner Erika and Richard Gere stole more champagne and went to the
PJ party.
Timmy, JJ and I went to the piano bar where Timmy swooned us with Mack the
Knife. JJ and I went to the PJ party.
While JJ stood guard
at the bar constantly watching out for me, I danced with my very sexy DJ from
North Dakota.
JJ kept me out of trouble again that night. Later, I took him back to my room
and totally took advantage of him for no less than 2 hours straight; moaning
and screaming the entire time. I
still have a sore throat and I am just guessing it was from all the noise I
was making, however it could be something else
(LOL). Erika slept on the beach most of the night, then came back to the room.
JJ and I awoke first. There were flavored condoms and wrappers thrown
around my bed. I stroked him and Erika woke up. Next thing you know there was a knock on the door. An
erect JJ got up to answer it. It was CC warning us not to set our drinks down
lest we have drugs slipped in. JJ
knew it would be a good day having woken up to 3 nude women and a hard on. Erika and I
packed for the trip home to North Carolina.
We met Prince Butch, Richard Gere and JJ for our farewell breakfast. We all
promised to get together again in hopes of recreating the magic we found at
Hedonism.
FINALLY
Erika leaves me and moves to the west coast in a few days.
She'll be moving, however she and I have been scheming on how we can get
back and relive some of the special times we had together at Hedo II.
For me, I am having an extended Hedo orgasm. I
look back on the times we experience and just feel good inside when I think of
them.
FOLLOW UP
I have a notice on the DennyP bulletin board. A couple of you have asked me on the bulletin board and by
email to post this trip report. If you liked it, let me know via the bulletin
board or email (NCBeachGlass@aol.com). That
address is good if you want to reach Erika too.
PS: Any reference to drugs in drinks, please disregard. This is not something to worry about. We know we just simply over did it on the legal drug: alcohol.