Hedo II - WWW Summer Group – July 6th through the 13th 2001
Venture and Lady Venture
Once upon a time in the not so distant past, a handsome young couple ( hey, we hear you calling “bullshit”, knock it off) boarded a big silver bird in their homeland. They soon fell asleep and when they awoke they found themselves in a strange land with beautiful tropical plants and flowers. They looked at each other and realized that they were naked!
Their clothes were nowhere in sight.
The only article they possessed was a door key attached to their
wrists. They had an eerie feeling
that they had visited this strange land before, but they also somehow knew
that this visit would be different.
They heard the sounds of people laughing and music playing and decided to venture down the black path towards these sounds. As they came closer a gentleman who smiled and simply said “Welcome to Hedonism my friends” approached them. This was a strange name and Venture wondered if it meant the same thing as Utopia or Paradise.
The path narrowed and all of a sudden they saw a sight
that was beyond belief! There
were nekkid people everywhere. These
crazies were playing with water guns, rubber ducks, blow up dolls, and large
objects that resembled the male member.
Lady Venture cried out “Lets run and hide in the bushes for these
people are not of this planet” but alas it was too late.
Before she could run there were people calling her by name and running
up with arms out stretched giving out big nekkid hugs and smooches.
Venture decided right then and there that he did not want to awake from
this dream and he whispered to his Lady that they should just go with the
flow. He had never seen so many
beautiful nekkid ladies in his life. These
ladies were even sipping drinks through straws that were shaped like a penis.
Venture found out that these natives belonged to a tribe
called the WWW Summer Group. They were led by a very special and personable
gentleman referred to as DennyP, whose last name must have been Dotcom.
Lady Venture confessed to Venture that she had joined this tribe in
another life and had conversed with them through a strange modem called the
Internet, which was much faster than drums or smoke signals.
Venture remembered her spending a great deal of time using a device
that had an attachment called the keyboard, and that he was never allowed to
touch it.
Members of this tribe partook of great quantities of
liquid spirits. So much that they could not remember their own names or the
names of others, so they wore necklaces with their names on them as a
reminder. They had strange names
like Man-Whore, Trixie, Metsfanmel, Racer, Pink, Irish, LA, Gmon, Ho, Slut,
Slut Wife, Romeo, Chip, Dip, Hedowitch, Loungeshark and SCNOLE
just to name a few. Several
of the ladies must have been closely related because they were all named Slut
in Training.
On two occasions, around midday, there was some kind of
tribal ritual held in a common
eating area . It was unusual for
the WWW tribe to go there except at night because they had to clothe
themselves. There was
another tribe there at this time that must have lived on the other end of
the tropical forest. Evidently
they held different beliefs that required them to be covered with textiles.
The first gathering must have been some kind of mating ritual. Many of the ladies soaked their tops with water and danced seductively in front of the males. Lady Venture had decided to join in this ritual and had been partaking of fermented beverages and was very relaxed about her performance. Venture should have been partaking because he was ten times more nervous than she was. He just wanted her to do well and enjoy her first time baring her breasts on stage. She did him proud and proved his point that every woman has some exhibitionist in them. Venture looked at the women on stage and counted 28 and smiled as he thought to himself, “28 first place winners, damn, I love these girls”. Venture then took his Lady to their quarters so he could worship her and make good on all the promises he had made to her. Venture’s only disappointment about this entire event came when his digital camera got wet, shorted out, and he was unable to capture her dancing image for future fuel for the fires of desire.
HEY------For you fellow perverts, who have pics of my wife dancing around showing her tits and ass, this is where you say, “Poor Bob, I’ll e-mail him all I have ASAP”.
Oh, by the way, I wasn’t able to get pics of your
wives either, so send them too!
A few days later some of
the males performed in a similar ritual. These males must have consumed massive amounts of firewater
because they were barely able to sit up in their chairs.
One jumped from the stage onto the floor and Venture thought for a
moment that a Satanic ritual was about to take place.
One guy even danced with his hat on.
The ladies seemed to enjoy this blatant display of testosterone.
They were constantly pulling off the performers shorts and shirts.
Lady Venture had a great time watching and assisting in this primitive
ritual and she especially enjoyed her “dessert” of cookies and ice water.
She knew that she must have still been dreaming!
The nights were filled with gatherings that required some
type of clothing.
Venture was awe struck by the beauty of the ladies in risqué attire
and FMP’s. He knew
that this type of dress was referred to as slut wear.
He thought to himself, “Thank goodness for slut wear and the ladies
that wear it”. Venture also
thought how lucky a man is if he has a wife that lets the slut in her shine
through. There were a lot of
lucky guys in this tribe called WWW.
The days were filled with laugh after laugh in the pool.
They met this one young lady who was always up to something
mischievous. Venture tried to
remember her real name but could only remember that she once told him to refer
to her as “Diva”. She kept everyone alert with her antics.
She involved everyone in the fun with her jokes and her underwater
sneak attacks.
As the days flew by, Venture and his Lady thought of all
the things they had seen and experienced.
Things like four guys with panties on their heads in the game room,
naked girls on the piano in the piano bar, and a trip to Margaritaville with
good friends. There were two sets
of triplets in see through dresses. There
were fountain dances, body shots, butt
chugs, and many beautiful women standing naked in a waterfall.
There was a cruise for the tribe, and a black and glow night.
Lady Venture especially enjoyed watching the Hedo newbies
go from being nervous to being the life of the party at times.
They learned so much about having good, clean fun in such a short
period of time. At times they
drank too much and were sure they had entered the Twilight Zone.
They learned the valuable lesson of pacing themselves after that, but
weren’t near as much fun to watch.
They thought about the magic of this place called
Hedonism and how it always brings them closer.
A place where they could laugh with new friends who seemed like old
ones in just a matter of hours. A place where the days turned into foreplay
for the night. A place where they
could be together under the stars.
All too soon it was time to climb on the silver bird and
head back to their homeland. They
will keep the memories of good friends in their hearts for years to come.
New dreams soon come next July, Mon!
Thanks to all for making this dream come true.