[Reluctant] Encounter on the Public Beach in Negril

[jmontagn]

When we were married, Pam and I used to take a week’s vacation every winter to escape to a warm island in the Caribbean. Our destinations varied from condos, to cruises to all-inclusive resorts. One of the trips was to Sandals Negril. And we had a little encounter with the locals there.
Every day at about 5PM the guests at Hedo would parade past our resort in the surf to the adjacent public beach. Until the fourth night, I couldn't figure out why they did that.
Late in the afternoon on that day Pam and I decided to walk a half a mile up the public beach to the Beaches resort, a sister resort to Sandals for some ice cream. Pam was wearing this crochet bikini. It was at least two sizes too small. I bought it while I was in Honolulu that year (It was on the clearance rack at one of the ubiquitous t-shirt shops there for $2.00).
It was nearly sunset, when we started back to Sandals. On the way to Beaches the public beach had been mostly deserted. But on the way back we noticed a lot of groups of black guys milling around smoking weed. As you might imagine Pam in that crochet bikini drew a lot of attention from the guys. They would whistle and make lewd comments. Pam was starting to get scared, so she moved closer to me. We had started walking holding hands but that quickly turned to arms around each other waist. About five minutes later we passed three Jamaican guys making a white woman "airtight". I could feel Pam grip my waist even tighter.
Pam and I stopped and stared for a minute and then we walked on. We were in front of a beach front bar and a steel band was playing. Pam started to bump her hip into mine in time with the island beat. Out of nowhere came a big Jamaican guy. Funny he totally ignored me and started to come on to Pam. He lit up a joint and offered Pam a toke. To my surprise she let go of my waist and took the joint between her thumb and index finger, put it in her mouth and took a long draw on it. She held her breath for a few seconds and then playfully blew the pungent smoke in my face.
Pam had told me several times that she had smoked pot during college and at various times with some of her friends including Jack, her dominant lover/thesis advisor just before we met. She gave me some graphic stories about how uninhibited pot made her. It was only a couple months before that we were talking about her sister, Kay and her black lovers while she was in college. I had asked Pam if she had ever had sex with a black guy. Her answer was only that she was pretty sure that she had sex with two black guys one night on a camping trip but that she didn’t remember anything because she was too stoned from doing some pretty potent weed with them that night.
Pam handed the joint back to the guy and he took a long draw on it and passed it to three other guys who had gathered around Pam who by then was about 5 feet away from me. As they passed it around the big guy said to Pam and the other three guys, “Hey mon! The sexy lady like to dance. Dance for me pretty woman!”
Pam smiled and raised her hands above her head, took a wide stance, and started to sensuously sway in time to the music. With her hands in the air and her hips undulating, the two sizes too small bikini top rode up on her breasts so that the bottom elastic band barely covered her nipples. The bottom half of her breasts were out and bouncing. She seemed oblivious to her public display and had a look of pure joy on her face. The big guy moved in front of her and took a position between her legs and started to dirty dance with her. I hoped that she would bolt at this but instead she ground her crotch against his very apparent hard black cock. When she felt it rubbing on her scant bikini gusset, her face had a look I had never seen before, a mix of ecstasy, curiosity and panic. They danced this way for a couple of minutes and then the music stopped.
The guy put his arm around Pam’s shoulder. He dwarfed her petite frame. He must have been at least 6’6”. He was built like a pro-football linebacker. He seemed to be steering her toward the exit off the beach. He bent down and nuzzled her ear and whispered something to her. He must have asked her something because she shook her head from side to side answering no. To say that he was not pleased by her answer would be a gross understatement. His grip on her shoulder tightened and his face turned sour. He looked at the other three guys and said, “The pretty lady does not want to come to our party! She smokes with us and teases us with her sexy body but she does not want to party with us at my house. What can we do with her?”
Pam was jolted back to reality. There was terror in her eyes as the big guy moved his hand from her shoulder and untied the neck sting on her bikini top. The top flopped down but the elastic band on the bottom still covered her nipples. This seemed to irritate him so he roughly pulled the top down and Pam was standing there with her tits on display. Fear on her face she looked at me to save her from a fate worse than death as they used to say in the old-time movies.
The guy released her from his grip and stepped back to feast his eyes on Pam’s tits. I seized the opportunity and stepped in grabbed Pam’s hand and we both started running down the beach. I expected them to run after us but they didn’t. When we heard a lot of laughing behind us in the distance, we stopped running and turned around. They waved at us and that’s when we saw that some of the nude couples from Hedo had apparently put them up to the charade and had joined them in laughing at our flight from danger. Next thing we knew they were walking toward the beach exit. I still wonder if we had missed out on a life style changing party that evening.

[elske]

That’s rude behavior on the part of that guy.
Not cool. No means no.
Sorry to sound unhappy about this but this type of behavior by men who do not respect a no is disgusting.

[FawazAli]

Originally Posted by jmontagn

When we were married, Pam and I used to take a week’s vacation every winter to escape to a warm island in the Caribbean. Our destinations varied from condos, to cruises to all-inclusive resorts. One of the trips was to Sandals Negril. And we had a little encounter with the locals there.
Every day at about 5PM the guests at Hedo would parade past our resort in the surf to the adjacent public beach. Until the fourth night, I couldn't figure out why they did that.
Late in the afternoon on that day Pam and I decided to walk a half a mile up the public beach to the Beaches resort, a sister resort to Sandals for some ice cream. Pam was wearing this crochet bikini. It was at least two sizes too small. I bought it while I was in Honolulu that year (It was on the clearance rack at one of the ubiquitous t-shirt shops there for $2.00).
It was nearly sunset, when we started back to Sandals. On the way to Beaches the public beach had been mostly deserted. But on the way back we noticed a lot of groups of black guys milling around smoking weed. As you might imagine Pam in that crochet bikini drew a lot of attention from the guys. They would whistle and make lewd comments. Pam was starting to get scared, so she moved closer to me. We had started walking holding hands but that quickly turned to arms around each other waist. About five minutes later we passed three Jamaican guys making a white woman "airtight". I could feel Pam grip my waist even tighter.
Pam and I stopped and stared for a minute and then we walked on. We were in front of a beach front bar and a steel band was playing. Pam started to bump her hip into mine in time with the island beat. Out of nowhere came a big Jamaican guy. Funny he totally ignored me and started to come on to Pam. He lit up a joint and offered Pam a toke. To my surprise she let go of my waist and took the joint between her thumb and index finger, put it in her mouth and took a long draw on it. She held her breath for a few seconds and then playfully blew the pungent smoke in my face.
Pam had told me several times that she had smoked pot during college and at various times with some of her friends including Jack, her dominant lover/thesis advisor just before we met. She gave me some graphic stories about how uninhibited pot made her. It was only a couple months before that we were talking about her sister, Kay and her black lovers while she was in college. I had asked Pam if she had ever had sex with a black guy. Her answer was only that she was pretty sure that she had sex with two black guys one night on a camping trip but that she didn’t remember anything because she was too stoned from doing some pretty potent weed with them that night.
Pam handed the joint back to the guy and he took a long draw on it and passed it to three other guys who had gathered around Pam who by then was about 5 feet away from me. As they passed it around the big guy said to Pam and the other three guys, “Hey mon! The sexy lady like to dance. Dance for me pretty woman!”
Pam smiled and raised her hands above her head, took a wide stance, and started to sensuously sway in time to the music. With her hands in the air and her hips undulating, the two sizes too small bikini top rode up on her breasts so that the bottom elastic band barely covered her nipples. The bottom half of her breasts were out and bouncing. She seemed oblivious to her public display and had a look of pure joy on her face. The big guy moved in front of her and took a position between her legs and started to dirty dance with her. I hoped that she would bolt at this but instead she ground her crotch against his very apparent hard black cock. When she felt it rubbing on her scant bikini gusset, her face had a look I had never seen before, a mix of ecstasy, curiosity and panic. They danced this way for a couple of minutes and then the music stopped.
The guy put his arm around Pam’s shoulder. He dwarfed her petite frame. He must have been at least 6’6”. He was built like a pro-football linebacker. He seemed to be steering her toward the exit off the beach. He bent down and nuzzled her ear and whispered something to her. He must have asked her something because she shook her head from side to side answering no. To say that he was not pleased by her answer would be a gross understatement. His grip on her shoulder tightened and his face turned sour. He looked at the other three guys and said, “The pretty lady does not want to come to our party! She smokes with us and teases us with her sexy body but she does not want to party with us at my house. What can we do with her?”
Pam was jolted back to reality. There was terror in her eyes as the big guy moved his hand from her shoulder and untied the neck sting on her bikini top. The top flopped down but the elastic band on the bottom still covered her nipples. This seemed to irritate him so he roughly pulled the top down and Pam was standing there with her tits on display. Fear on her face she looked at me to save her from a fate worse than death as they used to say in the old-time movies.
The guy released her from his grip and stepped back to feast his eyes on Pam’s tits. I seized the opportunity and stepped in grabbed Pam’s hand and we both started running down the beach. I expected them to run after us but they didn’t. When we heard a lot of laughing behind us in the distance, we stopped running and turned around. They waved at us and that’s when we saw that some of the nude couples from Hedo had apparently put them up to the charade and had joined them in laughing at our flight from danger. Next thing we knew they were walking toward the beach exit. I still wonder if we had missed out on a life style changing party that evening.

Very lovely lady and extremely dick raising narrative

[nudony]

There are a few nudist locations that are "sex-oriented."

There is a famous French pornstar that got into the adult film industry after a trip to Cap d'Agde. She went to hang out with her boyfriend and a group of other people. She remembered having a few drinks, and then the next thing she remembered was having some guy's cock in her pussy and another one in her mouth. In her case she realized she loved it and went on to pursue a porn career. But for a lot of women that would not be such a pleasant experience.

When you visit one of those resorts with your wife you should expect someone will try to put their cock in her. The combination of an oversexed environment, nudity, alcohol and drugs can lead to "compromising" situations. Especially at night with strangers. If you're open to sexual experimentation at those resorts, by all means go for it and have fun. But play it safe.