A Bride’s Unexpected Adventure at the Beach House
Joanna felt a whirlwind of emotions as her wedding day approached. Despite the joy and excitement of marrying her — she was sure about it — the love of her life, a nervous energy gnawed at her. Sudden waves of confusion were arising in Joanna’s mind; the picture of herself as a happy wife suddenly became so real, and she couldn’t help but sense its inevitability and, to some extent, its banality. After a panic attack at work, Joanna felt she needed a break to clear her thoughts and calm her pre-wedding jitters. She told her fiancee she needed some rest from the fuss and planning and went to her parents’ remote beach house, hoping the solitude and sound of the waves would soothe her.
The beach house was a quaint, sun-washed cottage nestled on the shores of a serene beach, surrounded by tall pines and windswept dunes and the rhythmic crash of the waves. The sprawling deck outside was perfect for enjoying a quiet evening under the stars, making it an ideal haven for someone looking to escape. Joanna felt like she could finally breathe. “It must be the work,” she thought. But already on her second night alone, she felt lonely and confused. Joanna imagined she was single and free. She didn’t really want it but just almost needed to experience it.
Driven by curiosity, boredom, and a desire to explore, Joanna impulsively downloaded Flure. A dating app for people who embody sex positivity, it promises simple connections with like-minded individuals. She set her profile to seek friendships, telling herself it was just a way to pass the time. Surprisingly, she matched with a girl named Marissa, who lived not far from the beach house. Marissa, too, felt isolated and was eager to make a new friend. As they chatted and flirted innocently, they found common ground in their shared loneliness. The next day, Joanna felt she wanted to meet her new friend.
Marissa arrived at the beach house at the sunset; the magical orange glow made everything look out of this world. Joanna instantly felt electric energy coming from this very sexually attractive brunette in her early thirties. She poured her guest a glass of chardonnay and gave her a quick tour around the house. When they were on the deck, she felt a strong desire; her hand touched Marissa’s arm, and Joanna felt her heart racing. “I wonder if I kiss her, what her reaction would be?” she thought.
It was already getting dark, and Joanna asked her new friend to stay the night and watch a movie together. They sat together on a cozy couch and watched Lady Chatterley’s Lover. At some point, Joanna felt so relaxed and peaceful that she put her head on Marissa’s chest and felt her fingers gently caressing her hair. She raised her eyes to ask Marissa something about the film and was surprised with a soft and tender kiss. Marissa’s hands were under Joanna’s blouse, and Joanna shivered with thrill and desire.
Joanna started caressing Marissa; the thoughts about her wedding crossed her mind, but she never felt she was doing something wrong. On the contrary, it was only joy and pleasure in her mind. She unbuttoned her blouse, allowing Marissa to play with her nipples and lick them. Her guest’s soft skin and silky smooth hair aroused her.
“Oh gosh, you are so beautiful,” moaned Marissa. “Let me love you.”
Marissa pulled Joanna’s jeans and panties down and went down on her. Joanna spread her legs wide to show how much she wanted it; her beautiful wet hole was ready for Marissa’s tender attention. As her tongue was vibrating on Joanna’s clit, she put one, then two fingers inside. Joanna moaned and felt her juices running down; it was probably the biggest pleasure of her life. She had two very strong orgasms, one after another. Marissa raised and reached to her for a kiss; her eyes were glowing with excitement.
“Did you like it?” she asked while Joanna kissed her neck passionately.
“Oh, absolutely,” uttered Joanna. “You are so good and so warm and soft.”
It was Joanna’s turn. It was her first time giving oral to a woman, but she didn’t feel awkward. It was as if her every move was right and natural, and her guest moaned and asked for more. She was licking and sucking her, and Marissa moaned and squeezed Joanna’s nipples which nearly made her have another orgasm. The two continued for hours, enjoying each other until they fell asleep.
Joanna found Marissa sleeping peacefully by her side in the early morning light. The empty wine glasses were still on the table like a silent reminder of the last night’s adventure. Surprisingly, she didn’t feel any guilt or confusion about what happened. On the contrary, she felt deep satisfaction and gratitude. Maybe she needed to do it now, before the wedding. Perhaps this night had to become that secret of hers that every woman needs to have in her life. As in silent understanding, Marissa squeezed her hand, and Joanna realized that this journey wasn’t about finding someone new but about discovering herself.
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