"Is that a... joint?" Laura asked.

Demont grinned and nodded. "Yah, di bess inna di country."

Dana tilted her head, trying to figure out what Demont was saying. She bent down next to Laura, not quite squatting like Laura was. Demont lifted the joint and lifted it towards Laura.

"Tek a lick," Demont said.

"What?" Laura asked, her hand slowly reaching out to the joint.

"Yah, puff puff baby," Demont commented.

Laura smiled and put the joint to her mouth. She took a good, long puff, inhaling it in deep. She coughed, nearly falling on her ass before handing the joint back to Demont.

"Yah, good?" Demont asked.

Laura waved her hand in front of her face and nodded, still coughing.

"Would yuh lacka some?" Demont asked.

Dana contemplated, staring at the large, smoking blunt between his dark brown fingers. It smelled strange, like a mixture of sourness and burnt sugar, not the most tasteful scent she'd ever experienced. And yet, she couldn't help but reach out and grab the joint, with Laura smiling and egging her on without saying a word.

Her fingers slowly wrapped around the cigar like joint and it felt extremely warm between her fingertips. She pulled it away from Demont slowly, almost seductively and placed it between her ruby red lips. After a long hard pull of air, she held her breath and handed the joint back.

"Nice! Yuh are good!" Toby grunted, nodding his head and reaching up for his comb.

Dana immediately coughed, the strong, powerful aromas of the blunt getting the best of her. Laura helped ensure that Dana didn't fall as she coughed away, her lungs pushing out the smoke and screaming for air. The trio of black men laughed and nodded to one another.

"Would yuh lacka tour of di place?" Keon asked.

Dana felt light headed but oddly enough, it was easier to understand the Jamaican accent. Laura nodded, most likely getting used to their accents like Dana was.

"A tour? Sure! What are you going to show us first?" Laura asked excitedly.

"Ow bout di shopping center?" Toby asked, plugging his comb back into his afro.

Laura shook her head, her face easily showing disappointment at the suggestion.

"We're Americans, we're tired of shopping. Where's the closest beach?" Laura asked.

Toby looked at Keon, who shrugged back.

"There's a beach about a mile dung dis road.. Our bredrin has a likkle beach house deh," Toby said.

Laura looked at Dana, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Dana knew exactly what was on her friend's mind... and so did her body. The folds of her sex warmed and she could feel her juices slowly flowing. Her nipples slowly pressed upward into her thin swimsuit top, hardening at the lewd thoughts slowly making their way in.

"Let's go there!" Laura spat out.

Keon stood first, dusting off his shorts, his snug black top clinging to his muscular body. Demont adjusted his hat, took another hit from his joint and stood up next. As Toby stood, Demont handed him the joint and wrapped his arm over Laura's shoulder.

"Suh, you're looking fah er relaxing adventure?" He asked as he slowly moved forward with Laura.

"Not quite. I don't think relaxing would be the right word," Laura replied as she turned her head to Dana and winked.

Keon and Toby flanked Dana, passing the blunt to each other and helping lead the way for her. Dana felt the effects of the drugs quickly, feeling happier and light headed as she walked beside the two powerful black men.

"Yuh koo gud enna dat bikini!" Deon said, his eyes roaming Dana's body.

"Bet she koo betta without it," Keon commented as he licked his lips.

Dana wasn't sure what they were talking about but she gasped as she felt both their hands touch her ass. Keon's pinky finger slid under her bikini as he gently massaged her ass. Dana's hand gently pressed against Keon and Toby's trunks, feeling their manhood underneath. A car honked as it passed by, the driver giving a thumbs up out of the window.

"How far is it?" Laura asked.

"Just right around dis corna and dung dis road. Nah mo dan five minutes," Demont replied.

"Does Otis haffiday off?" Keon asked.

Demont shrugged as the five of them turned the corner. Dana was surprised as she saw a fairly clean beach off in the distance at the end of the road. Off to the side was a hut of sorts, elevated just above the beach, overlooking the turquoise water.

"Is that it?" Dana asked, pointing to the elevated hut.

"Yes, ah a beauty isn't it?" Keon replied.

Dana nodded. The hut wasn't amazingly large but it looked decently sized. It grew larger as they walked closer. As they reached the beach, Dana rubbed her toes into the soft white sand. She let out a soft moan, feeling the warmth of the sand hit her feet.

"You'll lacka dis beach house," Toby said.

The group made their way to the wooden steps leading up to the hut. The steps creaked as they made their way up onto the porch. Keon's fingers were now deep under Dana's bikini, squeezing at her bare ass. The tip of his pinky finger occasionally brushing against her sensitive pussy.

Demont knocked on the door the house and took a puff from the joint. The group waited and Dana heard footsteps growing closer. The door opened and a large cloud of smoke made its way out.

"Wah gwan mi brothas! Wah yuh all doing today?" A tall, extremely muscular, shirtless black man asked as he opened the door.

"Otis! Mi brother! Wah gwan? Wi found dem yah American girls, they are lookin' fah a fun time," Demont replied.

"Er fun time? Yuh wantin' a wild ride?" Otis asked with a grin.

He moved aside, letting the group into the hut. There was no carpet, replaced by soft straws tightly pulled together. A hammock hung at one end of the room, facing the beach. A couple of wooden chairs, a large wood table and an old dirty sofa completed the interior. There was an icebox in the corner, filled with beer.

It wasn't the most amazing beach house but the large open windows more than made up for it. Dana and Laura could see nothing but beach outside. Keon and Toby wandered off to the table, grabbing a nearby bong.

"Welcome to paradise!" Otis exclaimed.

Dana and Laura slowly walked around, examining the interior. Dana was somewhat afraid that the floor would give out from underneath. The room filled with white smoke as Keon and Toby both lit up more blunts and the bong.

"I'm Otis! An yuh lovely ladies?" Otis introduced.

"Laura, and this is Dana," Laura replied.

"Well, come pon then, let's party!" Otis shouted, leading them to the table where Keon and Toby sat.

Demont joined them after grabbing a couple beers from the icebox. He handed them out to the group and sat down, taking a blunt from Toby. They placed the bottles against the wooden table and plopped off the table caps. Dana could see scratches on the table, most likely from previous openings.

Dana and Laura shared a bottle of beer. Dana sipped first, taking a quick drink of the flavorful beer. Laura was a bit more seductive, slowly licking the tip of the bottle with her tongue before wrapping her lips around it and tilting it back. The black men stared in silence and Dana could see Keon's member move under his trunks.

Laura handed the bottle back to Dana and winked, egging her to do the same seductive maneuver. Dana smiled and took the challenge, slowly licking the top of the bottle and snaking the tip of her tongue into the bottle. She wiggled her tongue around a bit, maintaining eye contact with Keon as she circled the tip of the bottle.

She then tilted the bottle back and took a big, long gulp, before licking her lips seductively and handing the bottle back to Laura. Laura nodded in approval and gave her a small, sarcastic clap with the bottle in hand. The black men in the room also gave a collective cheer, laughing, and hooting at the horny housewives' actions.

"Come, sit!" Demont ordered, tapping his lap.

Laura sat on his lap, making sure to subtly rub her ass against his manhood. Demont's hand slid across her hips and up her tummy, and stopped right under her breast. He squeezed, wrapping his fingers on the underside of her breast.