FRIDAY (CHECK IN DAY)

Hi my Love, I mentioned to you that I wanted to write our Hedo stories down, so this is the approach 🙂

Now you’ll get to experience it though my eyes. Thank you for this trip. You’ve saved me in more ways then you can imagine.

I’m going to skip over the details of the “real” start to our vacation which began as soon as I arrived at your place the night before we left for the airport. To keep it vague, memories of that doorway will be burned into my mind for the rest of time.

Thank you again for arranging the trip, the travel, the whole 9 yards…. A planner I am not! The Mobay welcome vacation assistance and the plane ride (rather than the bus to get from Montego Bay to Negril) were brilliant ideas! You gave us much needed extra time there.

I’m not gonna lie, I had a tiny bit of nervousness going on when we first walked into the resort. I knew we were going to have an amazing time (we always do), but I had no idea what to expect at a nude resort. The nerves faded fast when they told us to go relax on the couch. Two tequila and waters with lime were there within minutes. Soon thereafter I’m pretty sure they wanted to get us to our room as soon as possible based on how we were making out on that couch 😉

Walking through the resort to get to our room definitely had me smiling. It was smaller than I expected but I can see how that adds to the experience now. The grounds were beautiful and I was busy soaking up the warmth after a long New England winter. I was also busy thinking of how happy I was to be there with you and to have my arm in yours. I remember seeing our first naked person on that walk. The older woman who loved her pasties (and rocked them) and she also loved her pink, I don’t think we saw her out of another color 🙂

Then we got to the room. Killer job on the room babe. Right on the nude beach, close to the pool, with our own outside jacuzzi, and let’s not forget about the mirrors on the ceiling .

Do you remember what we did first? Because I think I do! We got naked of course…. I do remember you fucking me when the staff walked in to stock the room. Did you stop? Of course not, nor did I want you to. That was a great welcome Love. Then I rinsed off while you went outside. I remember smiling watching you outside giving zero fucks that you were naked for the first time in front of complete strangers. I soon followed behind (not being very shy myself) and we tested out the beach chairs outside of our room. What came next? You guessed it… The coconut oil rubdown. That was definitely the first of many erotic moments I felt on that trip. There were definitely many onlookers as you took your time rubbing me down with oil in between kissing me. We then decided to go for a walk to the prude side to check it out. What did the lady in front of us ask me once we got up? I think it was “How can you walk after that?!”. Trust me Lady….. It wasn’t easy!

That first time walking naked, hand in hand, down a beach was the best. Maybe because of how content & comfortable you looked. I didn’t realize until then that I’d never seen you that level of relaxed. That was huge for me, I was happy knowing I wasn’t the only one feeling that way. Then we found our way to the prude bar, which was pretty empty but actually had zero people that had clothing on. Two more tequila water limes? Yes please…. Followed by bringing them into the ocean for the first time. I was surprised at how shallow it was but loved sitting with you so far out sipping on drinks in between making out (of course). Then we got a little more brave and went to the far side of the pool until it got cloudy. I have to say though, looking back on that, those clouds led us right back to the hot tub….

Enter second sexually explosive experience of the trip… The outside hot tub sex. I strangely didn’t feel an ounce of hesitation having sex outside in a hot tub with people walking by. Granted there were three walls blocking us often, there was something sexy about feeling exposed like that. When you had me sitting on the ledge of the tub while you were going down on me, I was looking at and touching you but I could see people walking by in my peripheral vision, something I didn’t realize was a turn on until then. That led to me giving you head while you sat on the edge of the tub. I think you told me you got a few thumbs up for that one 🙂 I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did, something tells me you did though.

Next we had dinner in the main dining room. I loved seeing the mix of all types of people together. Want to cross dress? Go for it. Pasties? yes. lingerie? Also yes. Or, like us, many were dressed up in clothes they felt good or beautiful in, you looked amazing by the way. My mind may be getting nights mixed up (tequila?) but I believe you not so subtly fingered me under the table that night. I had that black skirt on with the gold halter. That act is likely what made me bring up the playroom….. Do you remember saying you forgot about it? LOL, well after some roaming we found it, and were told it opens at….. 10? 11 maybe? And were told that we had to arrive naked. Excited about that we went back to the room to lose our clothes yet again…. Maybe after a trip to the wine bar? again I’m a little fuzzy at this point. Next, I decided it was lingerie time. We had a HELL of a time with that garter LOL. Thanks for the help! I definitely needed it.

Walking up to the playroom decked out in full lingerie with high heels was half intimidating half sexy. Why intimidating? no clue, maybe because I didn’t know what we were walking into? Entering (What we THOUGHT was the playroom) to couples completely lost in each other on beds that surrounded the room definitely had me needing you. Everyone in that room was absolutely feeding off of one another….. I think we went a little hard in there as we may or may have not passed out for a bit (facepalm)

SATURDAY

There was definitely pre – 7am morning sex on Saturday, because have we ever not had morning sex? …. Pretty sure it’s rare not to for Us. That was the first time I really got to enjoy the mirrors on the ceiling. Nothing beats grabbing onto your crazy morning hair. I clearly remember looking at the clock while putting on gym clothes and saying “why are we up so early it’s 7:05” and your response (having not heard me correctly) of “what? that’s not too late”. Only someone who wakes up at 3:30 every day would say that!

Next we got that good table to have fruit and coffee for breakfast. That’s when you came to the conclusion you actually liked that fact that I’m so extremely soft spoken that you can barely hear me at times. This is in comparison to the first chapter of your life. I’ll take that as a win for me as it’s typically something that I dislike in myself.

Next we went to the gym together, after my pre-packing confession that I’ve always been jealous of couples that go to the gym together. As with everything else, our first time working out together was way more fun then two people should have in a gym.

Do you remember the shower that morning? We washed and shaved each other. That was a first for me and it was extremely intimate. As If I needed more of a reason to want you all the time. After that shower I was a little sexed up to be honest. You had the brilliant idea to go grab us 2 bloody marys from the pool bar while I got ready. We laid out and relaxed at the pool bar for a while that day. I remember looking down and realizing I left my wedding rings in the room. You being you, knowing how much that symbol of my late husband means to me, went to the room no questions asked. I was extremely overwhelmed by that when you walked away. I was filled with gratitude when I realized the middle raised hot tub area was clearing out. I thought to myself, what better time to get a good spot in there? When you came back with my rings, you met me right in the middle and placed them in my palm. Thank you for that again.

Ohhh baby the hot tub. We were the only two in there with a packed crowd all around us. The entertainment was facilitating some game,… that much I remember from the background. There were a lot of emotions at that point for me, maybe for you too. Next thing we know we’re having sex against the hot tub wall. I recall the DJ saying in the mic “hey now we’ve got a show”. And you laughing in my ear. I remember you finding that spot you hit so well and locking eyes with me. That did it… I definitely got off in front of a huge crowd of people. And because I always need to, I had my head buried into your neck as I did. For a moment, I did not want to leave that tub because of what we just did in front of everyone. I quickly checked myself though when I realized no one looked at us any different. There was zero judgment. In fact! I think we were the catalyst for the foursome going on to the side of the hot tub ❤️. I loved every second of that. But we needed to pack up for our 4:00 beach massages….. talk about over stimulation

Before massages we realized how badly we sucked at actually remembering to eat. How is that even possible? Getting THAT lost is pretty impressive Love. But we did finally decide our bodies needed food (other than bloody marys) so we went to the pool grill. I even remember what we ordered. Given my memory sucks usually, I’m sort of impressed with myself. 🙂 We got Jerk Chicken, a Chicken Kabob, Salad, and French Fries. Sharing food with you is always sexy (god I’m so far gone)….

Getting massaged, naked, in a hut, next to you, on the beach in Jamaica is not something that was easy to lay still for. Do you realize you make some pretty hot noises while you’re getting massaged? Again, you didn’t make it easy for me to stay still. The woman who massaged me was ROUGH though, I remember thinking I was going to walk away with bruises the next day. You were next to me moaning and I was trying not to wimper. But I know I needed it, I felt every kink of all the recent stress get worked on and worked out, it was a fantastic massage. Unfortunately after that, my memory goes a bit hazy for a few hours. If I’m correct, we tried to nap but got rained on so we moved to the hot tub (again). That hot tub definitely got a lot of action before we decided to finally get ready for dinner. 😉 You planned a dinner on the beach. However we were thinking that because of the rain it was canceled. Not so much though, that dinner was extremely special to me, thank you.

I was busy getting ready & trying to figure out how to keep that green dress from flashing my boobs every time the wind blew when we got a knock on the room door. [I know, I know, why I was worried about flashing anyone at a nude resort is beyond me….] You let me know that apparently dinner on the beach was all set up and they were waiting on us. You also looked at me and said “no worries, don’t rush, it’ll still be there when we’re ready, take your time.” Such a small thing to say, but as any woman reading this can agree to, it was SOOO nice to hear. God, do I hate being rushed. There wasn’t a minute we were there that I felt anything but at ease with you. Our private dinner on the beach was absolutely stunning. The heart in the sand, the candles, the waiter, the bottle of Vueve, the well planned out menu were….. overwhelming. The extra thought you put into things always hits me pretty hard. Again, I remember exactly what the menu was (maybe I can only remember food because I’m obsessed?) You arranged for us to have smoked Halibut, heirloom tomato soup, salad (where we agreed on our love of blue cheese), filet mignon, and of course crème brulee. I know I’m saying thank you a lot in this blog, but seriously, thank you for going out of your way to make everything so special. I’ve said it before, but if I hadn’t had all the tragic loss I’ve had in my life, I might not appreciate what we have as much as I do….. There is a quote that articulates what I’m trying to put into words…. Something like ~ “Sometimes it takes sadness to know happiness, noise to appreciate silence, & absence to value presence”. I think you and I both are so hyper aware that everyday we could lose someone at any moment, causing us to love a little more fiercely than we have before, without all the fears of “what if”…. And not because we have nothing to lose, but maybe because we know how quickly everything can be lost?

Ok, enough with the heavy. We had some fun after this. There was the wine bar, the Piano bar, and the “real” playroom, in that order specifically 🙂 We went to the wine bar first to grab a bottle, then brought it to the piano bar. After the bartender poured for us, we sat on the far side of the corner bench. We weren’t keeping our hands off of one another very well in that dark corner were we? You were staring me in the eyes when you moved your hand up my dress. Soon you had my head in your neck and me grabbing onto your shirt as you fingered me. Pretty sure you enjoy making me come unglued in public (I know I did). You got a head nod from the guy in the corner for that show. After that you asked if we should go to the playroom. Ummm YES?!

Onto our trip to the “real” playroom. You were the one that figured out we never even made it into the playroom our first night. We had only made it to the waiting area which held the beds, haha oops! I did realize that it didn’t look like the pictures on their website, but I just figured it was something covid related???? Anyway, we figured out we actually had to open one of the doors to get to the room. I put a picture below for you, but it’s missing the sex swing they had up. The sex swing that you picked me up and put me in first. I had so much fun it that room, you were on fire that night babe. My favorite part was when you decided to stand me up and tie my hands above my head using the restraints on that crossboard. You had one of your hands wrapped in my hair and the other deep inside me in that amazing way of yours with your goal of bringing me to a squirting orgasm. [Note to the outside reader- Before meeting this man I never had a squirting orgasm. In fact, when he asked me about it, I told him that no, I don’t squirt, and that I thought it was something fake only seen in porn. Yeeaaahhhh he proved me SO very wrong. I don’t know exactly what he does, but he can bring me to squirting orgasm basically on command in minutes, and it’s probably the most epic release I’ve had in my life.] I can clearly remember the feeling of you kissing my neck saying; “you’re ready I can feel it” with your fingers inside of me right before you made me cum…. extremely hard. I have zero recollection if anyone in the room was paying attention. I’m pretty sure that to me, there was no one else in the room at that point. I was pretty out of it for a little bit after that, so much so that I have period of time that is just a blank gap….. One minute we were in that playroom, and the next we were back at the pool late night. You’ll have to fill me in on how we got from one to the other because I honestly have no idea.

What I do know is that we were still going at it in the pool. How? Not sure, maybe because we can’t seem to get enough of one another. Do you remember that we totally got called out for passing out in the playroom by someone, LOL. We gave people another show on the side of the pool after that. I gave you head as you sat on the ledge. I remember hearing someone say “Are those two at it AGAIN?” haha, yes, yes we were, and I didn’t stop, I was too consumed in you, what can I say? We had a lot of energy that night because I recall us wanting to go back to the playroom. Yeah that didn’t happen, once we made it back to the room and showered, you rubbed me down with coconut oil and I must’ve passed out cold. sorry about that love!

SUNDAY ~ Last Day

Waking up Sunday and realizing it was our last day was a little sad, I think it was just knowing we’d have to leave our little bubble. I sat outside on the beach for a while that morning. We talked about canceling pedicures so we could have more time enjoying everything else. We hit up breakfast and the gym again. I specifically remember you telling me at breakfast how good you felt that morning. I was happy just knowing you felt good and looked as content as you did. At the gym we fell into a happy routine pretty quickly. I don’t think the hard core gym chick was there at the same time that second morning 🙂 That poor girl,….. she was given a full life profile by us and didn’t even know it, lol. We started out with bloody Marys in the room again while we showered and got ready to head to the pool. The pool that morning may be one of my favorite memories…

The pool was really busy Sunday. We found spots on the side of the main area where we sat on towels and were able to get in and out of the water while we drank more bloody marys (or spilt them in my case). The sun was so warm that day, we ended up with you sitting on the edge of the pool with me in the water between your legs. That’s probably what did me in…. I remember holding onto your legs while floating in the pool, and being painfully turned on. I was trying to manage normal conversation but was more than likely not doing a great job at it. Being at the same level as your hips while you sat naked on the pool ledge was more than I could handle without needing you. I didn’t care about all the people around, I just knew I needed you in my mouth at that moment. The entire act was strangely empowering. Having you hard in my mouth as I deep throated you, covered by nothing but my hair, is a memory I’ll be using for eternity. The only time outsiders could really get a view of what I was doing was when they were walking in or out of the pool stairs. I took you for a while, while people noticed and said things like “doesn’t that look good”, or “she’s doing a great job”. That’s definitely one of my hottest memories and certainly one I’ll be repeating.

After that, I think we garnered a little bit of attention because that’s when we were asked to play the introduction game.