Getting Sandy with Joanna - MyErotica.com

Sex on the beach cures all heartbreak… and I’m not talking about the cocktail.

The timing couldn’t have been worse. I broke up with my fiancée right before she was supposed to be my date to our friend’s wedding in the Caribbean.

She agreed that she wouldn’t go because it’d be too painful. Since I was closer with the groom, I packed my bags a week after we separated and flew down to our destination with the boys.

They tried to cheer me up with tiny cups of plane liquor and promises of beautiful women. However, I personally wasn’t a fan of resorts or this type of vacation and definitely wasn’t in the mood to go out partying and wake up more miserable than I’d felt the day before.

But things took a lucky turn when, on the second day of our trip, I headed to the beach by myself for a break. The plan was to catch some rays and finish the book I’d been reading. I had no idea that my attempt to spend some time alone would make me a new friend.

As I left the resort and walked down a little path to the beach, I was disappointed to find it packed with families and young people partying, throwing balls and frisbees. I tiptoed across the hot sand and tried to find a little plot where I could spread my towel and feel at peace. I eventually landed on a little patch between some couples. Great, a reminder of my failed relationship and how she was supposed to be here with me on the beach, going to this wedding. At least the blanket next to me was empty.

I was surprised that the owner of the blanket had completely abandoned their belongings. A small cooler was nestled in the sand and there was a woven purse with a book and bottle of sunscreen sticking out of it. Shit. Sunscreen. Oh no. I’ll have to go back soon. I don’t have the right complexion to risk it, I thought. I really didn’t want to make my life worse by looking like a lobster for the wedding photos. I threw a shirt over my head and cracked open my book, hoping for the best.

I was lost in my reading when I heard a soft voice in front of me.

“I don’t want to interrupt but your legs are looking a little red.” A soft giggle followed. I suddenly felt even redder with embarrassment and ripped the shirt off my head. A petite figure stood before me. Strands of wet, caramel-coloured hair ran down her chest, soaking through a thin white tee that clung to every outline of her body. Her cold nipples poked through unabashedly, and her hip bones stood out under the wet fabric.

“Thank you for letting me know. I forgot my sunscreen so I think I’ll go back now.”

“Oh no, don’t go back. Just borrow as much of mine as you need, seriously.”

I hesitated, and reluctantly accepted the offer. “Ok sure. I don’t want to ruin the trip with third-degree burns on my limbs.”

She let out a little giggle again and at that moment, I felt my whole being intensely focus on doing whatever I could do to keep hearing that sound.

She folded her toned legs onto her blanket and tossed me the bottle of lotion. Oh shit…she is staying here. Now I have to remember how to talk to women.

“Whatcha reading?” She pointed to my book.

I immediately felt the shame of being caught holding a self-help book for heartbroken men and said, “Oh, just some self-improvement book. Not sure how I feel about it yet.” Hoping she wouldn’t notice I was on the last chapter.

“But men getting in touch with their feelings is sexy.” She held my eye contact until I had to look down at the ground. The sun shining in her eyes made their stone-cold blue mesmerizing and I almost felt as though she could cast a spell if I stared into them for too long. She looked as though she might be Swedish but her skin was golden as if she’d been living on the island for a while.

I think she knew I wasn’t sure how to respond to her comment so she shifted onto her back and said, “What’s a guy with nothing to improve upon reading a self-improvement book for?” My dick processed her words before I did and I felt a familiar sensation creep into my groin. Was this angel complimenting me? Maybe my morning runs to stave off my misery were doing good for my body too. I nervously laughed a little too hard at her forwardness and decided to just be honest about my situation.

“Well, I don’t want to bore you with my sad life but I split from my fiancée a week ago and started reading this book months before that. Things just haven’t felt right for a long time. We got stale and decided we needed to go on our own paths.”

“So you came here for a little…adventure?” She turned her head and grinned.

“Well, I came here for our friend’s wedding but I suppose I wouldn’t mind a little adventure either.”

“Noted.” She closed her eyes again and arched her back over the blanket, bringing her hands to the edge of her water-logged shirt and peeling it off her body. I tried to avert my gaze but couldn’t help surveying the new skin that had been revealed to me. Freckled and sunkissed with little bouts of goosebumps everywhere from the wet shirt. Wait, what did she mean by ‘noted’?

“Wow, I’m sorry. I just unloaded my life’s problems onto you without even introducing myself. I’m Kurt.”

“Don’t apologize, Kurt. I asked because I wanted to know. I’m Joanna.” She rolled onto her side and stuck out her hand. As she did, her bathing suit top slid over enough for me to make out the edge of an areola or something that I probably wasn’t supposed to see. Even her tits were cute. A full B cup with really persistent nipples. Naughty thoughts flashed into my head of getting my mouth on them.

We shook hands and continued to talk until the sun had moved far across the sky. My phone started buzzing and I saw that the guys had been texting me to meet up with them for dinner.

“Oh, please don’t let me keep you from your friends! I could talk forever if you let me.”

“Maybe we can meet up again to finish where we left off then…”

“How about tomorrow? I work at the cafe across the street and can meet you at your resort after my morning shift?”

I tried not to show how pleased I was that someone like her wanted to spend more time with me. “Sure! Any ideas? Maybe ones without screaming kids and college parties?”

“Of course! I can take you off the beaten path a bit. I may know a secret spot or two.” She winked. “Give me your phone, I’ll put my number in.”

It was noon and I got a text from Joanna letting me know she was at the entrance of my resort. I tried to slow my heartbeat with a few deep breaths and headed down to meet her.

I spotted her through the glass doors. She was standing outside of them in a pale, yellow dress that really just looked like a long t-shirt. Her waves of hair slipped down her back as she swung around to see me. I made it to the other side of the doors to her arms stretched out, greeting me with a hug. She smelled flowery but with a hint of coconut from her sunscreen.

“Ready for an adventure today?”

“Hell ya. Lead the way, lady.” We hopped into a taxi that was waiting and she directed him to the other side of town, pointing out landmarks and sharing personal anecdotes along the way. She had only lived here for a few months but somehow I trusted her like I’d trust a local.

The taxi pulled up to what seemed like an abandoned lookout point. We paid the driver and he turned around to caution us.

“This isn’t a very populated area. Just remember the path you took in.”

Joanna was already standing outside the car and thanked him for his concern. I wonder what he meant by that comment? What was I getting myself into…I should probably drop a pin to the guys back at the resort or something just in case.

“Kurt! Come on.” She had already started walking towards an old staircase that was disguised by the greenery. I said a little prayer and followed her down the mysterious stairs until we came upon a little walking path in the trees. Joanna must’ve sensed that I was unsure of how “off the beaten path” we’d gone.

“I come here every week, Kurt. I promise it’ll be worth it. Just ten more minutes in.” She turned back to flash me a bright smile.

Before I knew it, I could see and hear the ocean. The trees started to thin out and I caught a glimpse of the bluest pool of water I’d ever seen. It appeared to be a secluded bay and there was not another person in sight.

“Other people don’t come here?” I asked. Joanna shrugged.

“Tourists just want to hang out at the resort and locals have so many other hidden places that they’d rather go to.” We spread out a blanket and I pulled two beers out of my tiny cooler. She sat in front of me on the blanket and we raised our bottles.

“What are we cheersing to?” I asked.

“Adventure and living in the present.” Joanna clinked her bottle against mine and took a sip, not breaking her eye contact.

“Yeah, I haven’t been very good at living in the present.” I stared out into the water.

“I had a feeling. But I can help you change that.”

“What do you mean?” She had my attention.

“You seem restricted. Reserved. What’s one thing you really want right now, at this moment?”

“Take a guess.” I wasn’t ready to make a move on her. I wasn’t even sure I knew how.

“That’s a cop-out. How about I show you what I want and you let me know if it’s also what you want?” She put her beer down and waited for my response. My heart started beating faster as I nodded in agreement and she got on all fours to move closer to me.

Her long hair tickled my arm as her face got closer to mine. We were quiet as she placed her mouth gently behind my ear, kissing the skin softly. I let out a low moan. Her lips on my neck sent waves through my body. Instinctively, I reached out to grab her arm and bring her in closer. She crawled into my lap, straddling me.

“Now can I show you what I want?” I whispered. She nodded, excitedly. I placed my hand behind her head and our lips pressed together, slowly parting and opening up into a continuous flow of long, firm kisses. I felt my erection grow under the movement of her pussy. Since she was wearing a dress, my hands were on her ass now, grabbing her plump little cheeks to the rhythm of her grinding. I wanted to feel all of her skin on mine and our clothes were getting in the way. I tugged at her dress and she followed my lead, pulling it over her head.

I took in the view. She loosened the top and back string of her bathing suit top and with a little shimmy, it fell to the ground. Her nipples were shaped like coffee beans and sat up so perky, begging to be sucked. Little goosebumps graced the paler skin of her breasts that hadn’t seen as much sun. As I brought my mouth to the left nipple, she pulled the elastic of my swim trunks down, freeing my hard cock. I groaned into her tits as she began to work her hands up and down my shaft, spitting onto it for good measure. We continued this way for a minute until she pushed me onto my back and yanked my trunks even further down. I laid back with my arms folded behind my head, watching Joanna crawl over my body and take my dick in her mouth. The suction of her mouth as she came to the tip was so good, I was afraid I’d come instantly so I asked if she could sit on my face.

“But I really just want to sit on your cock,” she purred. My eyes widened.

“Uhh…that works for me!” Without hesitation, she undid the strings on her hips now, letting her bottoms fall beside us. She moved up and lowered herself slowly onto my dick, getting it in immediately on the first try. We moaned at the same time as she slid down onto it, taking a moment to squeeze it with her pelvic floor muscles. Because her frame was so small, she felt so tight around it and the grip was amazing. We locked eyes as she started to ride my thrusts.

The same petite curves from yesterday at the beach were now bouncing around on top of me and I couldn’t believe it. We were fucking hard and fast out in the open next to the sea. The thrill of it all had me hornier than ever and the animalistic noises she was making made me tap into a wilder side of myself that I hadn’t unleashed before. The sounds of our grunts and sweaty skin smacking together got faster and faster. I suddenly felt the need to be on top to get even deeper so we flipped over with Joanna on her back.

She locked her legs around my back and we cried out into each other’s mouths as my cock filled her up, sliding out and in again with the movement of her hips against me. Her clit was rubbing against my pubic bone at the perfect angle and she clenched my arms tightly, yelling that she was going to come. Her back arched, her mouth opened wide, and a long silent scream escaped as her hips went half speed into precise movements, milking my cock until I couldn’t take it anymore either.

“I’m going to come, I have to get out,” I panted, seconds away from blowing.

“Don’t you dare take it out! It’s fine, I promise. I want you to come in me.” She was begging for it.

Those words were all I needed to hear and I let her take me over the edge. As she gave my cock one last squeeze with a kegel, she began to shake vigorously, cooing as an orgasm surged through her. I felt my load release deep into her pussy and fell to my elbows, kissing her as my come filled her up.

After moments of catching our breath, I unstuck our sweaty bodies and we both felt my semen seep onto our skin as I pulled out. She sat up and bent over her vulva, checking out the mess I’d made.

“That was quite a load, Kurt.” She smiled.

“Well, that was quite something, Joanna.”

“I think I need to go rinse off in the ocean before this all gets stuck on. You coming?” I told her I’d be right behind. She giggled as she stumbled into a standing position and I watched her sandy, naked body skip off towards the water.

I patted myself on the back for finally living in the present moment. If this was what living in the present moment felt like, I was going to have to try living there more often.

I watched as Joanna bobbed up and down in the water, waving at me to come join her.