After teaching school all year in Alaska, I was really looking forward to my vacation in Hawaii.

The trip surpassed even my expectations: besides gorgeous sky and sea and beach, I had some of the most beautiful sex ever!

I flew to Honolulu, where I rented a car for the first day and started driving down a beach highway. I saw two lovely young ladies hitchhiking and slowed down to pick them up. Their names were Margaret and Kathy.

Margaret was tall and slim with small breasts and a nice tan, and we hit it off right away. We bought some Maui Wowee from a dealer she knew, got stoned on the beach, and fell into a long, hot kiss. It wasn’t long before we were both horny.

There were a few people hanging around on the beach, so we walked into the woods. I laid Margaret down and licked between her beautiful legs. She moaned, and when she seemed to have gotten very excited, reached over, quickly pulled down my shorts, and then guided my extremely stiff member inside her.

After a year in the frozen wastes of Alaska, to be lying there in the lush jungles of Hawaii with the white beach and the blue Pacific only a few yards away— and a tanned pleasure-lover beside me— almost made me feel like I’d died and gone to heaven!

We made love for most of the afternoon, doing just about everything there was to do. We felt like two healthy animals. One time, when we were both very excited and I was close to coming, Margaret looked into my eyes and said, “Trip on me, baby!” The sight of this beautiful woman’s eyes made me wild, and I thrust like crazy as we exploded together.

I had to return the car to the rental agency, so the next day it was my turn to hitchhike. I stuck out my thumb standing on the same road where I had picked up the girls the day before, and a young attractive fellow, whose name was Ron, stopped to give me a lift. I asked him if it was easy to meet women on the islands, and he told me that that wasn’t a problem for him, since he was gay.

Sometimes, during the long winter months in Alaska, I had fantasized about making it with a guy, and I told him so. I asked him some questions about what the gay life was like in Hawaii, but we left it at that.

We were both silent for a while.

I was turning myself on thinking about touching and sucking another man’s penis. When we got to the same beach I’d been to the day before with Margaret, I decided that here, on vacation thousands of miles from home, with a situation that had practically fallen into my lap (so to speak), it was now or never. The experience I’d had the day before relaxed me and made me feel free to try anything.

I asked Ron if he wanted to take a walk and, with a knowing smile, he said yes. I led him to the jungle spot where Margaret and I had made love the day before.

We lay down there and touched each other. I was trembling when I reached over to grasp Ron’s cock and balls, but suddenly I wanted to take him in my mouth as far as I could. He felt good between my lips as we sixty-nined, warm and alive and hard. To tell you the truth, it almost felt like I was making love to myself.

I could feel myself coming into Ron’s mouth, but he held off. He swallowed my come, then masturbated himself while I licked the tip of his cock. When he finally moaned, I grabbed his ass, and he ejaculated into my face and onto his own belly.

I’ve always enjoyed making love with women, but this was my first experience with a man. I enjoyed it thoroughly and feel like a whole other part of human experience is now open to me. I guess that makes me bisexual. I think it’ll come in handy in Alaska on those long, cold nights.