Just got back from trip number four with my group. I arrived on Wednesday the 20th the group trip started on the 23rd.
The very best trip ever, so this is going to be a long and boring trip report. All the fun starts on day four so you’ll have to read on to get to the fun parts.
The weather was mostly perfect the whole trip, one cloudy day out of ten and as hot as I’ve ever seen it. Many days with little or no wind and only a few sprinkles here and there.
Arrival into Mo’bay was perfect this year, blew through in ten minutes flat and was looking for my cabby. I went out through the wrong exit and asked around and easily found my guy and off we went. After we got out of town I asked if we could get some weed and was told it was going to be “no problem Mon”, it should be, so all is good. The cabby brings me to a roadside shack and says “talk to her”, we go off behind the shack and she reaches under the foundation and brings out this little bag of buds and says $135.00, I laughed and headed out, she screams, wait, what’s wrong, all that sales crap. I told her that I’ve been to Ja nine times and I know where and how to get it, I pay $60.00 and that’s it for a big bag and I’m outta here. She says okay, give me $60.00, I laughed, she says how much, I said it’s worth $30.00 and head for the door. She is grabbing me, what do you want, blah blah blah, I said I want a big freaking bag of reefer for $60.00 and that’s easy to find, so miracle upon miracle she reaches under the shack and produces a big bag and I give her the $60.00, now she is demanding a tip and I’ve got the next door neighbor trying to sell me rolled joints in the other ear. I give her a couple of bucks, grab a joint, give him a couple of bucks and run for my life, she starts screaming at me that I’m a cheap mutha fucker because I didn’t give her a $10.00 tip. Nine trips to Jamaica and I never actually had to fight for the reefer, lol. I wasn’t that happy with the cabby, but I was on vacation and I had the reefer and all was good, get me to the resort.
Check in was incredible, fast as can be, but the lovely Trisha says “we don’t have a room ready, go have lunch or something. This year I arrived dead sober, just a little buzzed off a couple of hits off the reefer I bought, reasonably rested, so I was in such a good mood I told the lovely Trisha I’d be around and I didn’t really care when I got into my room, but I really like the H-block so if there was something there, anywhere, upstairs, in the back, where no one wants to be, that would be fine. You all know how Jamaicans are, as I’m gleefully running out this line of crap the very beautiful Trisha is smiling more and more and nodding and laughing. She said that the computer said I wanted or requested a first floor. That was my three years ago roommate request so I said hell no, up in back is fine.
I took off for lunch just to remember I left my luggage out front and needed something out of it, as I passed by Trisha says I’ve got your room and hands me a key. Far out! Cecil says jump in the little cart and I’ll ride you down. He says: remember I brought you down last year, I thought about it for a minute and then said, wait Cecil, did you ride my luggage down and I insisted on walking and you went one way and I went the other way and so forth, Yep that’s what happed, he replied. I then asked, is that why I’m in the truck with you today and he confirmed with a laugh.
I was in my room at 12:45, my plane touched down at 11:15, that has to be a record. The only good thing about the cab ride was the guy was hauling ass the whole way, 75mph everywhere he could. I even unpacked before going to the beach.
Walked out of the room and to the beach and almost fell over, so many people, beach full, hot tub and pool, full. Yikes, that’s more like it. As it turned out that was the busiest day of the whole trip. Weather was perfect. I saw a few friends on the beach and settled in. Came back from the beach and didn’t have hot water, first time ever. After a long day of travel and six hours on the beach covered in oil I sure wanted a hot shower, oh well. I showered anyway and went out. Met some guys my age at the piano bar, they are with the group ahead of us, I’ve partied with that group a bunch but not these guys. They were wild about the hot water problem. Absolutely wild, but with small interjections of wit, it was funny and annoying all at the same time. I starting referring to these guys in my mind as the Grumpy Old Men. LOL I went to the room early and had plenty of hot water, took a shower and went to bed early which I did nearly every night I was there.
Day 2, I wake up and notice I’m living with a Gecko and the coffee maker sucks, off to the beach at 7:30 am, weather perfect, life is good. Dinner with friends, hung out with the Grumpy Old Men a bit outside the piano bar. The GOM weren’t so grumpy and were really nice guys so I got that name out of my head and started having a little fun with them, they had some wit and they traveled a lot and had good stories. They were being nice just to let me hang out with them, they were all long time friends and I wasn’t, but they treated me like a friend, so that was fun.
Day3, 6:45 am and I’m off to the beach, sweet. At 11:30 I went scuba diving which was fun, but boring as it was the check out dive and there was really nothing to see. More and more people I know are arriving daily and it is starting to look more like the usual crowd. The resort was kinda quiet as it was a transition day. The group I’ve been hanging with is mostly leaving in the morning so it’s quiet, but my group is arriving so I’ve got something to look forward to. Spent the afternoon in the pool and hot tub, then dinner and early to bed.
Am I boring you here, LOL IT GETS BETTER!!!
Okay hold on, this is where the wild ride starts. I’m up and on the beach at 6:45am and now I’m a little nervous. I’ve met someone on-line, actually on this very site. We’ve IM’ed, on-line chatted and talked on the phone for a couple of months, but all I can think of is these internet dates I’ve been on. Yikes, those people didn’t seem at all like the people on the dating sites. But, I’m trying to have faith as we’ve talked on the phone and it seemed good, but who knows.
Now I’m about to go from “creepy single guy“, to “burning down the house guy” if it works out, if not, we each have our own rooms and I’ve promised to watch her back if we don’t click and I’m okay with that, just as long as I’m not running from room to room all freaking night.
I’m jumpy as a Jamaican feral cat all morning on the beach and now it’s time to go to wait for the bus which I promised to do. My stomach is in my mouth as I’m thinking “what have I got myself into”. Me and my friend had discussed a couple of fantasy arrivals and now I’m standing just on top of the steps in nothing but a beach towel waiting for someone I’ve never met. Finally, the bus pulls in and automatically our eyes lock. I’m thinking OMG, then she flies off the bus and my first thought is “You have got to be fucking kidding me”, she is so totally hot. I fly down the steps immediately and grab her up into my arms and we start making out madly (only at Hedo right?), everyone is laughing, one of the EC kids they stick out front is howling, but we are taking our sweet ass time in our initial introduction. I whisper in her ear, “girlfriend, we’re gonna burn this place down”. She asked, Really?, Yep was my reply “like two peas in a pod”. I told her to leave the luggage, I’d grab it and for her to get her key. Everyone else was screwing with their luggage so it took like a minute to get a key, (yes, the new registration system is wonderful). I’ve got all of her luggage and we take two step and she says “I have nothing on underneath this dress”, perfect, as soon as we made one step outside the dining room area, we stopped and I pulled her dress up (at her insistence)over her head and then requested that she pull off the towel I had on. Excellent, we’re both nekkid, the weather is fine, my new friend is cute as a button, with the most beautiful smile and other parts, OMG. We chase around to find her room and find it on the Ocean Front Nude area, free upgrade, yippee.
Into her room and…………okay now everyone wants to know what happened next, Lol. I’m a what happens at Hedo stays at Hedo kinda guy so, we had tons and tons of sex, everywhere, all week , so you can just imagine it for yourself in the appropriate situations and I’ll leave it at that.
Off to the beach we went, the weather perfect. We chatted and chatted and it was amazing that it felt like we had known each for a long time. Into the hot tub and then back to the room. We had a group welcome party so off we went, it was really fun. Later we went back to the hot tub then off to bed early.
Day 4 through 10
Were pretty much the same. I can believe how beautiful my friend is and she is quite happy with what she found as well. A lot of mutual admiration. We both really like to kiss so we spent considerable amount of time face locked like teenagers, so much fun. She also like to be hugged tightly, very tightly so every kiss was with the maximum passion. We slept together like puzzle pieces which was wonderful. We never stopped laughing for a week. We laughed at ourselves constantly.
My friends said I’ve never smiled so much, and they knew why.
Sunday was Easter we wore I bunny ears to the beach, I had the mad hatters hat with bunny ears, I looked rather Hedo-ish in it, but it was fun and funny, we started actually hopping from our beach chairs to the room (in our bunny ears) to do what the bunnies do, but found it a bit difficult, but got a laugh from the beach crowd for our lame efforts.
We laid on the beach daily rubbing oil on each other, and just enjoying ourselves in everyway. We had a tannest ass contest most of the week and thought about putting up a sign that said “Do Not Disturb, Ass Tanning in Progress”, that made us laugh, but everything did.
I had two really large glass diamonds and a very large glass Safire that was left over from last years pirate party, I decorated my gf with them one morning on the beach and took a couple of incredible pictures of her before anyone noticed the camera. Fucking Hot!!!
We water-skied and the girlfriend hadn’t been up on water-skis in 25 years and got right up and skied all around Bloody Bay, excellent. Who doesn’t want to do something fun you haven’t done in that long. I skied and another friend skied, we all had fun.
Toga night eventually came around and my hot ,hot, hot friend sent me a toga a month earlier and now I’m in it. I felt completely nekkid in it, which is hard for me. I was once voted “most nekkid” by my friends, but this little tiny piece of gold cloth makes me feel more nekkid than nekkid does. We go up to Munasun for dinner, nope, they aren’t going to let me eat like that, the fucking Cretans. I guess not everything is possible at Hedo, so I changed, ate dinner and then was harassed into re-changing into the Toga again which seemed silly but ended up being fun in the end. I’ve never been much of a theme guy, but we did have fun. We ended the night with a judging of who had the darkest ass, it all seemed somewhat unbalanced as far as the judging, but I think it mostly had to do with the fact that she looked a whole lot better bent over than I did, LOL, to the girls and boys……so despite a little cheating trick of covering her butt with a dark chocolate erotic spread, I think I still had the darker ass. Someone remarked that I had just rubbed something dark off her butt and now I was licking my hand, and I was. We went back to the room and I gratefully washed all the chocolate off……use your imagination here.
Friday we went to town, last year I took eight people with me on the beach walk, this year everyone said they wanted to go, but one by one dropped out. I was so hoping it would be just the two of us and it was. We walked very fast and made Margaritaville in a little under an hour. We swam at Margaritaville and had a beer. The GF just loved that water trampoline out front of Margaritaville.
I was looking for my Rasta friend on Negril beach and was asking around for him. We walked this way and that, then the nicest Rasta kid came and tracked me down and said that he knew where my Rasta friend was and would take me to him. Nice, I was just wondering if it was a hustle. No, it was true Rasta, this really nice 25ish, good looking Rasta kid walked us down the beach a quarter mile or more, tracked down my friend, never asked for a thing. My friend gave him a big hug I guess while I was talking to my Rasta friend. We had a few beers and I gave him some stuff I brought and he gave me the most beautiful picture. It was really fun. We went across the street to the Jerk chicken shack that the locals use and had real jerk chicken, it was so good, it always is. Tired, we grabbed my regular diver who hangs at the chicken place and were back at the resort in ten minutes, another perfect day.
Friday evening was the going away party which was fun, but was followed by Saturday morning. The Angel who had been sent from heaven to make my vacation had to leave on the 9:00 bus and I was scheduled to leave at 11:00. I don’t think I’ve spent two lonelier hours in my life. I had friends waiting for the same bus and actually the same plane, but I did feel a little empty after just raging for a week and having it come to such an abrupt stop.
Roofers always say if you fall, it’s not the fall that kills you, it’s the sudden stop, that was like my vacation, it’s not the miracle of a heaven sent vacation that will kill ya, it’s the sudden stop.
One of the things we did over the week was keep a list of things we said that you’d only say or here at Hedo. We asked around for a few and here they are:
Lets go to the hottub where are friends are fucking
How many times do you think I can cum?
What ever you swallowed, I want back
I believe I can find that spot
Not worried about Rockhouse, worried about rock hard
I share everything
I know you can wear that thing out, but can you actually break it?
I’m celebrating orgasms today
Did I leave my handcuffs in your room last night
Who is that slut Patty
It’s a long way to come for this level of comfort.
Told ya I’d fuck your brains out
Security is insisting that you take your clothes off
I told you I’d cum eventually
I want all three
Fuck me
Do I have cum on my face
They have porno here.
Cheers all!
(The above referenced Angel has read and approved this trip report, before posting)
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