Bottom Line: If you are a single guy or even part of a couple, Hedonism III is only for you if you are prepared to accept that the 10 people at the resort whom you are most attracted to will *not* be part of the swinging "lifestyle," and that, in order to get lucky with your 11th choice of potential sex partner(s), you must not be squeemish about getting into hot tubs that people get into without taking showers during and after sex. To truly enjoy the club, you basically have to be willing to have sex with someone who would sit with bare genitals on the damp, cool concrete tub edge that unknown persons, including Jamaican non-guest strangers, just sat on with their bare genitals. [Note to lifestylers: young vinnies who go into the nude area with their clothes on to look around are often not gawking, but rather trying to come to grips with the above factors as well as the fact that the nudists tend to be a lot older than they are].
When I came to Hedo 3, I had given 50% weight to the 200 laudatory trip reports on this website and 50% weight to the report of a 21 year old female travel agent who hated the place because she said the people were unattractive to look at and the Jamaican staff was knocking on her door at night looking to have sex with her and her single female friend. I came into a world (December 28 through New Year's Eve) where there were maybe 200 couples (half of whom were swingers between 40 and 60 years old), 40 single men and 10 single women, only four of whom were women under 40. Everyone was friendly and I ended up meeting practically everyone and interviewed them like I was a journalist.
What I found was that the women at the resort who were sexually attractive to me (tall, toned, curvaceous without being fat and without tatoos, sun-dried skin or cigarette breath) were mainly newlywed wives who told me that they would never sit in the nude hot tub (for hygiene reasons) and certainly never have sex with a man other than her partner. I was extremely disappointed to realize this. A single man doesn't want to pay hundreds of dollars per night to stay at a supposedly open and free resort where his top ten choices for possible sex are as prude as you'll find anywhere.
Only two of the few single women at the resort were sexually attractive to me and to the four single guys who hung around them like courtiers the entire four days (I decided not to be one of their "hangers on"). They were Canadians who were at Hedo 3 with their parents because it was a luxury resort and wanted nothing to do with the nudity and the sex themselves. Sure, they looked out their hotel room windows to see what was going on as they would be curious about what would be playing on the Playboy Channel. One explained to me that she would actually not want to have anything to do with a single man who came to Hedo 3 because he wouldn't be the kind of guy to be trusted. There was a stigma that many prude women felt. Beautiful North American girls tend to tour the red light district in Amsterdam out of curiousity but they will reject or look askance at any American man they meet there, for obvious reasons. There are hypocritical women who would never date a man they met at a bar, even though a woman was, herself, at the bar. What I experienced at Hedo 3 was the same kind of thing. I would recommend that a single man visit Hedo 2 in order to avoid the annoying presence of prude single women who could be so hypocritical.
Having said that, I must note that there was one sexually active single woman under 30 years of age whom I watched give a young man a blow job in the prude hot tub at 2AM. She would have been my 11th choice but lots of single guys would consider it paradise to have someone like that give them a blow job at a resort. Also, a good looking twentysomething couple was having great sex in the wedding gazebo on chairs with the rough waves crashing around them on the rocks. They asked me to join in. Most single men would have. I refused because she wasn't one of the 10 women I had seen that day whom I was most attracted to. If you can suspend a sense of pride in just taking what you can get at the moment instead of what you've seen that you would most want, then Hedo 3 is the place for you.
Many of the 40 single men were given the time of their lives on New Year's Eve when a planeload of 18-20 year old Russian strippers were brought into the resort. Desperate to find a way to leave Russia, they were having sex all night with the single guys in the hot tubs and I watched all this from the window of my room. In the morning, one 18 year old girl was white and repentant about what she had just done as she waited in the lobby for a taxi and I waited for my bus back to Montego Bay. She cried as she explained to me that she was just trying to get an American men to help her escape her poverty.
Food: The main dining area didn't have great food but it wasn't third world quality either. It was OK but I must advise any traveler to make reservations every evening for the next night's meals at the Japanese or Italian restaurants. I was food poisoned by a sandwich left unrefrigerated at the front desk as part of the Superclubs Snack Attack program. This left me sick on the airplane as it was preparing to take off.
Pools: The pools were mainly ornamental at Hedo 3. I stopped getting into the prude hot tub when the nudes took over and started their sexual activity there on the 2nd day I was there. They had left the nude hot tub because too many strange Jamaican locals were getting into the tub to try to get some action.
Beaches: To swim, the stupid little man-made inlets that pass for beaches are a bad joke. The water in these inlets is 2 feet deep and the open ocean was quite rough just outside the inlets. I didn't swim much at all on my vacation. It is not the resort for swimming.
Jamaicans: I really liked the Jamaicans I met although there is an annoying tendency for some of the men to want to always shake your hand for a mutual show of "respect." I was forever turned off to eating at the nude bar when I noticed that the cook himself felt he had to shake hands and say "respect" with men who had just had sex and then put tomatoes and lettuce on someone's hamburger bun. The head of security woke me up the first night by knocking on my door and asking me if I wanted a prostitute. That was annoying but typical for a third world country so it didn't unnerve me. Overall, the twentysomething Jamaican single male employees were definitely on the make for sex, as would be any white male employee of Club Med. If they seemed well behaved and in keeping with the non-fraternization policy of the Superclubs, it was because they weren't interested in having sex with women over 40 who predominated in the nude area. Overall, these men were very polite. They were just being Jamaican men, and not eunuch slaves. But it was outrageous that Superclubs allowed the non-employee Jamaicans to take over the nude area two nights in a row. They weren't paying Superclubs, but probably paying security personnel for the opportunity.
Playboy Channel: On the TV all the time, I noticed that the Playboy TV promoted professional porno women with tatoos and fake breasts, instead of the kind of amateur girl next door that turns me and most of my kind of single man on. I realized, when Playboy constantly advertised Hedo 3, that I wasn't the target market either for Playboy or Hedonism. Playboy is losing money now probably because guys like me see them as being fake and catering less and less to guys who want to see real college girls naked.
Hedo 3 is for a different kind of guy than myself. I do not consider myself to be prude. I came to the resort with every intention of stripping down in the nude area, but I never saw a reason to actually do this. I want to have at least a date with my first or second choice on any given night. I would, therefore, do better at the New York Public Library or any university library or pool. Instead of raw sex with a Russian stripper, I would prefer to have at least a date, if not sex, with someone educated at Moscow State University and knowledgeable about literature and astronomy or whatever. Paradise can, indeed, be a snowbound city at thirty below rather than a beautiful tropical sunset by a pool.