I collapsed backward into the bubbling water and expelled a heavy sigh. Finally, we had made it. It had taken nearly a full day to get to Hedonism II resort in Jamaica, but after two long plane rides, an interminable amount of time at two different airports, and a very long bus ride (with full bladders, mind you), my wife and I had finally reached our destination.
Darkness had already descended upon the all-inclusive, clothing-optional resort by the time we arrived. We grabbed a quick bite at the buffet, and briefly strolled around the grounds of the resort to get a feel for its layout. I wanted to spend a little more time exploring, but Katie announced that she was exhausted from our long journey, and within seconds of climbing under the covers of our bed, she was out like a light.
Although I should have been equally exhausted, I was fueled by adrenaline and horniness. Prior to our arrival, Katie had insisted that we abstain from sex for a week, as she thought our vacation would be extra fun if we were extra horny. Of course, this only added to my restlessness. I tried to sleep beside her, but after tossing and turning for a long while, I decided to venture out into the resort alone. I had been reading for weeks about the wild, frat-like atmosphere and public displays of intercourse at Hedo's infamous nude hot tub, and I wanted to see it for myself.
When I arrived at the hot tub area, the scene was much more subdued than I expected. There were only six people present, and none were engaged in any sexual shenanigans. I quickly shed my clothes and found the darkest and quietest spot that I could find to sit. I tilted my head back and closed my eyes, reflecting upon the events that had led up to this week-long vacation.
Katie and I had made the life-changing decision to become swingers several years before. We shared many erotic experiences swinging together, and although our relationship had always been strong, swinging seemed to bring us even closer together. Eventually, our extramarital activity evolved into an "open marriage" arrangement, as we discovered that it was far easier for one of us to find the right match than for both of us to find the right couple. We allowed each other the flexibility to be with other people if the opportunity arose, and we had both taken advantage of that flexibility over the previous several months.
We had booked this vacation to Jamaica a year in advance, at a time when we were still swinging together. We had visited another clothing-optional resort on two separate occasions, and we figured we would change it up and give Hedo a chance to win us over.
As this vacation approached, however, Katie began to express some reservations. The idea of swinging with strangers no longer held the same appeal it once did for her. I assured her that we could simply go and enjoy some naked fun in the sun without involving others. She knew, however, that I didn't share the same mindset, and she insisted that I take advantage of any opportunities that may arise. I agreed on one condition: I wanted to see her suck just one stranger's dick. To my surprise, she agreed to my terms.
As I sat in the hot tub on that first night, I opened my eyes and surveyed the scene around me. To my left, an older couple sat along the opposite wall of the oversized hot tub and chatted while their hands played below the surface of the water. To my right, a middle-aged white couple engaged in conversation with a tall black man. And directly ahead of me, a young single man tried to look as inconspicuous as I was attempting to be.
A young woman appeared from the darkness, and when she wriggled out of her shorts and pulled her tee-shirt over her head, she revealed a very attractive figure. She had large breasts with areolas that were the size of Oreo cookies. She dipped her slender legs into the water and sat across from the young man. Although she seemed to make an effort to pretend not to notice him, he clearly noticed her immediately. Eventually, they made eye contact, and she smiled a lovely smile.
"It's hot," she said.
"It's hotter now that you're here," he responded.
I groaned at his lame pick-up line, and yet amazingly, it seemed to work. She shifted closer to him and began a conversation. I shook my head and stared up at a Caribbean sky filled with stars. The temperature of both the air and water was perfect, and I finally began to feel drowsy.
I closed my eyes once again and rested my head. The warm water felt incredibly soothing. Perhaps I should have stayed in bed, I thought to myself. I took a peek at the others in the hot tub . The older couple were still fondling each other and engaging in an intimate conversation. The woman to my right was now sensually kissing the black man while the other man (presumably her husband) watched them with a smile. And the younger couple was still engrossed in conversation, and inching closer and closer to one another.
Since there wasn't much action to witness, and since it had become an effort to keep my eyes open, I decided to exit the hot tub and head back to my room. I slowly creaked open our door and eased into bed. Katie was still fast asleep, and snoring lightly.
As my head hit the pillow, I began to wonder whether that young couple would get together, and whether that husband and wife would take the black guy back to their room for the night -- or maybe even have sex right there in the area surrounding the hot tub. I probably missed all the action for no reason other than bad timing. I had read that the action in the hot tub didn't really begin until after 1:00am.
I looked at the glowing numbers on our clock, and it was only 12:30. I decided to make an effort to sleep, and concluded that if I were still tossing and turning by 1:00, then I would head back out to the hot tub. I could feel the adrenaline begin to flow through me once again as I caught a second wind. My mind was racing and my dick was swollen just thinking about all the fun I might be missing. I briefly considered jerking off to relieve some of that pressure, but that would have defeated the entire purpose of abstaining from sex for a week -- which had been a real effort for me.
The next time I looked at the clock, it was after 1:00.
"Fuck it," I muttered under my breath. I crawled out of bed and grabbed a towel and our room key. I decided to walk naked to the hot tub this time. When I arrived, the scene had completely changed. I could only assume that some big event had just ended, and everyone at that event had flocked to the hot tub for some after-hours fun.
The area was nearly filled to capacity with naked people of all shapes and sizes, all laughing and talking loudly. Several men were seated at the edge of the tub, with their legs dangling in the water and women's heads bobbing in their laps. A couple of women were also seated at the edge of the tub with heads -- some male, some female -- buried between their legs. They weren't shy about being vocal, either. Even above the din of all the laughing and shouting, I could hear them moan.
Since there were no longer any "quiet" areas of the hot tub for me to sit, I simply found the nearest seat available. As soon as I sat down, the couple to my left introduced themselves as Ken and Mandy. They were from St. Louis, and exuded the type of friendliness for which people from the Midwest are famous. Ken was a mid-manager with some big company, and Mandy was a stay-at-home mom. She was a rather average-looking woman with big hair and pouty red lips. Like most of the women I had seen at the resort, she was a few pounds overweight, but not obese by any rational standard of measurement. A lot of her weight was carried in her large breasts, which I politely tried not to stare at as we chatted.
They had a very large canister filled with a rum concoction, and were kind enough to invite me to share a drink with them. I politely declined, but they insisted. We continued to have a very pleasant and polite conversation about our children, our careers, the weather, and other banal topics, which seemed so out of place in the midst of what was becoming a wild orgy all around us.
Just behind Ken, a man with an unusually large dick was receiving a remarkable deepthroat blowjob. Another man to their left was making out with two women on either side of him, who were both stroking him under the water. I found myself getting uncontrollably aroused, and unable to concentrate on my friendly conversation with Ken and Mandy.
I was in the middle of a sentence when a woman to my left suddenly grabbed my left knee. I turned, and found myself staring into the face of a woman who appeared to be in her late-50's, who was being pounded from behind by a rather large and hairy man near her age. Evidently, she was using my knee to steady herself.
