Laura and I had arrived in Jamaica only four hours before. We hadn’t been ballsy enough to bring our own pot and decided that we needed to look for some. As everyone knows, the island is swimming in the stuff and we didn’t think there would be any problem.
Laura and I showered and she put on a beautiful sundress. It was all white and you could see her body perfectly underneath the material. She looked stunning and I couldn’t stop staring her down.
We went downtown to experience the nightlife of Kingston and found a great bar and restaurant in the area close to our hotel. We sat and drank frozen cocktails. We ordered seafood and jerk chicken. It was delicious and the drinks were wonderful.
After my third drink I had to excuse myself to the bathroom. As I was washing my hands a good-sized Rastafarian entered the room. He looked pretty on the level and I asked him if he might know where I could score some dope.
“Oh, sure I can get you some weed man, real good stuff to.”
“Excellent! Is it far?” I asked.
“No no, just a few blocks away.” He replied.
We walked out of the bathroom and up to my table and Laura was sitting with a stunning Rasta girl who introduced herself as Hope. The Man and the woman were married and Laura and I were just lucky enough to stumble upon them at the same time. The man’s name was Peter and the two of them looked very nice together.
Both sporting intense dreads, Peter was wearing shorts and a nice button-up white short-sleeve shirt. Hope had on a very colorful dress sporting the Rasta colors of red, yellow and green. He was very handsome with a nicely trimmed beard and a well maintained body. She was stunning with a beautiful face and a great set of D-cup breasts. They appeared to be older than us, probably mid-thirties.
We paid the bill after buying Peter and Hope a couple of drinks and then left the bar. As we walked out I noticed that Hope had an ass from hell and I watched it sway back and forth as we walked. I also noticed Laura sneaking a peak at Peter’s well-formed ass.
I got us a cab and we rode in the car for about five minutes. The driver dropped us off and Hope led the three of us through a rather slummy area where people were living in shacks. We walked for at least a mile and then stopped at a well-maintained shack that stood alone from the rest of the dwellings. Peter opened a combination lock and we entered their home.
The place was decorated nicely. There were tapestries separating the different rooms and there was more space than you would have thought just looking at the outside. There was a sink and a tub, so there was obviously running water but there were no lights. Hope brought out a number of big candles and lit up the living space (God, I love candles). Peter announced that he was going to take a shower and brought one of the candles with him. He left the tapes tried area and I could see his silhouette as I heard water running.
Laura and I were sitting next to each other on a couch that was tapestried while Hope sat across from us. Hope brought out a box that had a lever on it and started to wind it up. When she opened the box I realized that it was a record player. Hope attached the horn and Bunny Whailer came quietly out of the player. How perfect this was,… just sitting in a Jamaican shack listening to Bunny Whailer.
I started getting comfortable when Hope broke out some pot and started rolling a joint. I watched as she rolled the paper with elegance and ease. The finished product was a work of art,… a large work of art.
It was at this point I heard the water turn off. I looked up and could see the silhouette of Peter’s body leave the tub and I watched him dry off. When I looked over at Laura it was obvious that she was watching to. I understood, Peter was very good-looking as was his wife.
When Peter came back into the room he was wet and wearing nothing but white linen pants. He was carrying four Red Stripes and handed one to each of us.
“Thank you.” Laura said flirtatiously as she looked over his body. I could tell that she was already feeling the alcohol but I wasn’t going to stop her from building up something bigger.
Hope lit up the joint and we started passing it around while listening to the great music. It seemed to be never ending. By the time it was gone we were all blazed to all hell. Laura was very giggly and was running her hand up and down my leg. We looked over to see that Hope and Peter were kissing and Hope’s hand was running over Peter’s crotch. Laura was looking as well as the front of Peter’s pants rose from his body.
When they realized that we were watching they quickly stopped the action and Laura frowned. “Oh, don’t stop on account of us. I was enjoying watching you two.”
“It’s not because of you watching,” Hope said. “I just don’t want it to go much further,… after all you just got here and I don’t want you two to leave yet.”
“Who said we wanted to leave?” Laura said. “I was enjoying watching you two.”
“Do you want to see more?” Peter asked plainly.
“Yes!” Laura and I answered simultaneously.
With that Hope went back to kissing Peter. His hands moved to her beautiful breasts and he loosened the tie at the top of her dress. He slipped a hand in and started massaging her breasts. She softly moaned.
At this point Laura was rubbing my cock, which had already stiffened. She was staring intently at the black couple and I could see her nipples get firm underneath the white dress.
Hope looked back at us as if asking for our approval.
“Keep going,” Laura said without hesitation.
Hope stood up and Peter reached to the bottom of her dress. He brought it up over her shoulders revealing Hope’s perfect body. She was nude under the dress and her body was something out of a renaissance painting. Her skin was very dark and shinned in the moonlight.
Peter’s hands moved up the back of her thighs and to her ass. He squeezed and then moved up to face her. She turned around to face us, revealing her gorgeous front side. Her breasts were amazing and the mound of hair covering her pussy was curly and short. She was intoxicatingly beautiful. She sat in the chair across from us and Peter knelt in front of her. He kissed her lips and then worked his way down her body. He took his time and paid special attention to her gorgeous melons.
He was very romantic with her and she was cooing the whole time. Once he got to her pussy she looked into Laura’s eyes and Laura looked back. The wantonness of Hope was unbelievable and she passed it on to Laura.
Laura soon unzipped my pants and brought my cock out. She stroked it and kissed my ear.
