Riwa’s Stories at Patreon 4 (5)

Posted on February 25, 2023 by riwa

Coming March rewards

The 5th chapter to Chloe.
The 5th chapter to Aravanna.
The 5th chapter to Katia.
Her last swimming lesson occurs in a bathtub.
A train fantasy.
A grandmother’s fetish.
Jodi has a swimming lesson of her own.
She rode Victor’s guillotine.
Making a mermaid.
Terrie and the nurse.
Joanne tries the corporate spy scenario.
And anything else I might come up with.

January stories/rewards will fall off at the end of February to make room for March rewards.

I was just wondering what news I could share with you. Then lo and behold, we get 10-12 inches of the white stuff. What’s more, we get a nice stiff wind to blow it around and make a few snow drifts.

Temperatures are not much better. As of this moment, it is -11. It is supposed to warm up to about 15 today before temps return to February averages. I believe someone once said that our state is bi-polar, what with the way it changes weather and temperatures so quickly. Then again, it seems our entire planet is going through interesting weather changes. So maybe my state is not all that unique.

Mom is gaining weight. She expressed concern about it, but I expressed relief. Her weight was so low at one point that I was starting to panic. She is looking a lot less like skin and bones lately. I thank God for allowing me to have her around for each new day.

And speaking of being appreciative, I want to thank you all once again for being my patrons. It makes me strive to edit my stories in such a way that there are no spelling or grammar errors, so you get a nice, flowing narrative to enjoy. So thanks again. I hope you all have a good March.

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AF’s The Bet 4 (26)

Posted on February 15, 2023 by riwa

Nikki and Bridget sat at a picnic table in Nikki’s back yard. A large umbrella gave them shade from the hot sun. The surface of the backyard pool rippled from the presence of a man in scuba gear.

“Who’s the dude in the pool, Nikki?”

“Some guy I hired to clean my pool.”

Bridget looked over in his direction. “He’s kinda cute.”

“They’re always cute to you, aren’t they?”

“I can’t help it. I guess I’m oversexed.”

“How was that guy you went out with last night?”

She stiffened, but tried not to let it show. “Oh, he was all right.”

“Just ‘all right’?”

“I’ve had better.”

“Ever done it in the pool?”

“I’ve sucked a guy’s cock underwater. We fucked, but we were both in shallow water.”

“What about using scuba gear? You told me you got certified last year before you went to the Bahamas.”

“There was one diver I hooked up with. We had some fun. We just never did it in the water.”

“Bridget, I’m surprised at you!” Bridget just laughed.

They lapsed into silence. Bridget looked at the water again. The pool guy was still in there.

“How long has he been at it, Nikki?”

“I don’t know. Half hour maybe.”

“How long is it going to take?”

“You thinking about going for a swim?”

“I was considering it.”

“That’s interesting.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Wanna have some fun?”

“What’ve you got in mind?”

“I was just thinking about you being oversexed.”

“And…?”

“Bet you $100 you can’t get the pool man to fuck you underwater.”

“You’re kidding, right?”

“I don’t think you can do it. I’ve seen him in there for half an hour. He hasn’t shown any interest in me.”

“So you think he won’t show any interest in me?”

“$100 says you can’t.”

“Easy bet!” Bridget replied excitedly. “It’s a hot day. And I’ve got an itch that needs scratching. You don’t mind if I do it right in front of you, do you?”

“Hell no. $100 says you can’t.”

Bridget started to take her shirt off. Nikki shook her head. “Hunh-unh. You can’t use your natural assets. You’ve got to go in just like that.”

“Fine. I’ll do it fully clothed.”

Bridget waded down the steps into the shallow end of Nikki’s pool. He was on the bottom in the deep end. This was probably going to require some breath-holding. But she was sure she could get him to share the regulator with her once they started fucking.

She swam down to him in the deep end. She gave him her most sultry smile. It usually worked on all the guys she nabbed at the club.

He looked at her in surprise, apparently not expecting company in the pool. Then he went right back to work. Bridget pouted as she surfaced.

“What’s the matter?” Nikki called over to her from her spot at the table. “Losing your touch?”

“Don’t worry about me! I’ll get him!”

She filled her lungs and went back down. This time she parked right in front of him. He gave her another look before going back to his work.

She surfaced again. “That was quick,” Nikki observed with a laugh. You didn’t even get his trunks off! How was it?”

“I’m not through yet!” Then Bridget submerged in a huff.

Once more she went down, ending up right in front of him. She had to skull to keep herself down because of her buoyancy. This time she stayed down longer, trying to prove to him she had some good breath-holding skills.

He didn’t respond, and Bridget needed some air. So she swam back up to the surface. He watched her swim away, shook his head and then went back to his cleaning.

Up at the surface Nikki laughed at her. “Easiest $100 I’m going to make today. Want to pay me now and take your humiliation?”

“I’m just getting started.”

“Yeah, I’ll bet you are.”

Bridget filled her lungs and headed back down. She was going to have to try something more obvious. Maybe the guy was gay and Nikki had failed to reveal that part to her.

She stretched herself out on the bottom in front of him in a sexy pose. He stopped to look at her. She got on her knees and smiled.

Infuriatingly, he didn’t make a move. Bridget swam back to the surface. She was going to have to be a lot more obvious.

“I’ll take it in twenties,” Nikki laughed at her.

“I’m not done yet!” Then Bridget filled her lungs and submerged again.

She was through messing around. It was time to bring out the heavy artillery. She submerged, gave him a ‘come hither’ look and then flashed her chest at him.

She caressed herself, rubbing her hands over her breasts. ‘This oughta get a response,’ she thought. ‘I’ll bet he’s a ‘boob’ man.’

He looked at her in amusement. But he didn’t reach out for a touch. It annoyed the hell out of her.

Her lungs were empty again. Damn! She had to go get another breath.

Bridget surfaced in frustration. She saw Nikki smiling at her. “Not a word, bitch!” she called over to her in frustration. “I haven’t given up just yet!”

She swam back down in front of him and waved her arms around. ‘C’mon, fella. There’s a dress at the mall with my name on it! I want that $100!’

Once again he ignored her. After a minute or so Bridget was forced to swim up back up. This was getting frustrating as hell!

Nikki laughed. “Why don’t you just pay up-“

“Shut the fuck up! I’ve got him, ok?” Then she submerged, determined to try a more forceful approach.

She swam right down to him. Bridget removed the regulator from his mouth. Then she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him passionately. She knew she had won when he returned the kiss while wrapping his arms around her.

She needed air again. This time she took his regulator. She wanted to show him she had some scuba skills.

She put it into her mouth and took a breath. He bent down and kissed her exposed breast. She was sure she had him. She just wanted to give him a little added incentive.

He took the regulator from her mouth and put it into his. That’s when she reached down and loosened his trunks. When his hardening cock sprang free she crammed it into her mouth and started sucking.

He tilted his head back and moaned. Now Bridget was sure she had him. She was going to show Nikki she could fuck him underwater while he was wearing scuba gear.

She made a show of holding her breath a really long time. When she felt the growing discomfort in her lungs she took the regulator out of his mouth. He willingly released it, allowing her to place it between her lips.

She took a huge hit of compressed air. Now she was really horny. This was going to be so fucking good! She was really going to teach that Nikki a lesson while taking her money!

When she’d gotten a good breath, she removed the regulator. She seductively put it back into his mouth. Then she went back to work on his cock.

He tipped his head back and bubbled with pleasure. She prided herself on her blowjobs. Sucking cock underwater was a thrill, although she had to make sure she didn’t drown herself.

His cock was hard, she was sure he was ready. All she had to do now was go up and tell Nikki to make sure she got an eyeful. Then she would go right back down to commence the festivities.

She had just started for the surface when he grabbed her from behind. He was ready to get started right now?? She decided that was ok, although he seemed to be holding on rather tightly.

She turned to get the regulator from him. He refused to let her have it while maintaining his grasp on her. What the hell??

He was becoming too amorous. So why wasn’t he letting her get a hit off his scuba tank? Ok, so she would go to the surface and then return.

She tried to leave but he wrapped an arm around her waist. She tried to kick out of his grasp. But he refused to let her go. And he still wasn’t offering her his regulator!

This wasn’t going the way she’d planned. He wasn’t even trying to fuck her! So why wasn’t he letting her return to the surface??

‘What the hell are you doing, asshole? Let me go!’ She struggled to break free, but he held onto her arms and wouldn’t let her go.

She kicked and twisted around him as her lungs began to burn. He just forced her back down to the pool floor. But strangely he didn’t seem interested in fucking her.

Bridget kicked and struggled. She broke free and managed to reach the surface. But it was only long enough to grab a quick breath before he grabbed an ankle and pulled her back down.

He wrapped an arm around her, trying to hold onto her. She twisted and squirmed, fighting like a banshee. What the hell was wrong with him?? And where the hell was Nikki??

He grabbed her and forced her to the pool floor. He actually tried to hold her there! Bridget was shocked… ‘FUCK! He’s trying to DROWN me!’

She kicked hard, struggling to get free. She finally burst out of his grasp. That’s when she made a beeline for the side of the pool.

She reached it and started to climb out. Her friend was watching with a curious expression on her face. “Nikki; HELP! He’s trying to DROWN me!”

“Are you giving up on the bet?”

“Hell, yeah; just get me out of here!”

She grabbed for the ledge and tried to pull herself out. That’s when she felt him grab onto her foot. “NIKKI; HE’S GOT MEEEEE!”

Fear gripped her heart as he pulled her back down. He grabbed onto her legs, trying to keep her submerged. She fought to push him away, wondering what the hell was wrong with him.

She was losing air fast, her heart pounding in her chest in terror. She couldn’t hold her breath, not during a struggle like this! What the hell was wrong with Nikki? Why wasn’t she helping her??

They struggled against each other at the bottom of the pool. He kept taking breaths off the regulator. But she was not getting any air at all… and her lungs were screaming at her.

He pulled her down and held her near the bottom. In desperation she lashed out, snatching the regulator out of his mouth. She creamed it between her lips and sucked down huge lungfuls of much-needed air.

He reached out for his regulator. She twisted and turned, desperately trying to keep it between her lips. This bastard really wanted to drown her!!

They struggled against each other until he grabbed the reg and yanked it away from her. He stuck it back into his mouth with grim determination. Then he fought to hold on tight to her body.

Bridget was horrified. It was impossible to hold her breath during such a life and death struggle. Her mind screamed as she lost a huge burst of air.

He finally managed to wrap her up in a big bear hug. She was too tired to break out of his grasp. All she could do was helplessly flail about, her lungs demanding to be refilled.

She looked upward, wondering what the hell Nikki was doing up there. Couldn’t the bitch see the kind of trouble she was in?? What the hell was going on up there??

He held her in his arms as air burst out past her lips. She struggled to cover her mouth, desperate to contain what little air she had left. He simply pulled her arms away while holding on tight.

The pain in her chest increased. Panic and desperation washed over her face. Her lungs were on fire, her stomach hitching ominously. A few seconds more and Nikki wasn’t going to get her money.

She anxiously shook her head. A burst of air exploded out of her mouth. Bridget swallowed water, causing her to reflexively inhale.

Instantly she went into seizures as her body hitched and gurgled. She stared in surprise as she started to drown. This wasn’t how the bet was supposed to end! Where the hell was Nikki??

Her agony eased as he maintained his grasp. She no longer put up a struggle. Holding onto her became much easier.

He let go of her just to see if there was any life remaining. Bridget slowly floated upward, her lungs having not completely flooded just yet. She floated face down, looking at the bottom of the pool with a shocked, vacant expression.

He watched her for the longest time. Then he went up and retrieved her body. He pulled her back down to the bottom of the pool where he strapped a weight belt around her waist.

A few bubbles came out past her parted lips. Her lungs were flooding now. Soon she would be beyond the point of resuscitation.

He pushed hard into her stomach. She hitched a little as a couple more bubbles were forced out of her mouth. She stared with lifeless eyes that seemed to be accusing him of something horrendous.

He swam to the shallow end and stood up where he removed his scuba gear. Nikki slowly got up from the table where she’d been watching impassively. She came right over to where he was sitting on the steps to the shallow end.

Her arm stretched out toward him. In her hand was a wad of bills. “Here’s the money I owe you,”

He accepted what she offered him. Then she looked at him curiously. “What was it like to drown her? She sure put up a fight.”

“Hell of a fighter,” he agreed. “She really put up a struggle. I got a great blowjob out of her though before I drowned her. Why did you want me to do this again?”

“I’m a woman. Do I really need a reason?”

He thought about it as he looked at her. “No, I guess not.” But there was something in her eyes. That’s when he made a decision.

He grabbed an arm and pulled her into the pool with him. He forced her to the bottom onto her back. She was already losing air out of her mouth and nose.

She tried to struggle as he straddled her while grabbing onto her wrists. She hadn’t expected him to drown her too. But he couldn’t take the chance she wouldn’t change her mind and turn him in later.

It didn’t take long before Nikki started losing air. She hitched and gurgled as she swallowed water. He hung on tightly to her wrists as she spasmed and convulsed.

She stared up in shock, astonished he’d turned on her so abruptly. Her hitches lessened until she stared upward with lifeless eyes. He had access to one more weight belt. But he decided she’d definitely earned it.

He attached the belt around her waist, making sure she was lying at the bottom of the pool next to the other girl. Then he packed up his things and left.

Women: you didn’t dare trust one on the off-chance she might turn on you.

2005; 2020 (written Apr 2 ’05; ed. Apr 3 ‘20 by riwa)

(Pictures are from Aqua fantasies Mermaids in Peril Vol 5. and are for illustration purposes.)

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Donna’s shore leave 5 4.3 (24)

Posted on February 10, 2023 by riwa

Donna found herself trembling like mad as it drew near to her. Instinctively she went limp. In her helpless condition all she could do was quietly moan at it, hoping it would just turn around and go away.

It stood right in front of her, its hot breath on her face. She gently swung back and forth in the snare, wondering what was going to happen next. That’s when the woodland creature grabbed her by her head and held her in position, studying her intently.

Donna found herself momentarily paralyzed. Whether it was from fear, eroticism or both she wasn’t entirely certain. All she could do was hang there lifelessly as it looked her up and down.

Donna quaked in the snare, her breath catching in her throat. She took the time she was being given to take a closer look at the creature examining her. She noticed the hairless slit down between its legs, the rest of its body just as smooth and lacking any hair.

There was the faintest hint of a belly button in its stomach. It had rather small breasts, with sharp little protrusions for nipples. Its face was smooth and plain, with a small mouth, short peaked nose and round, coal-black eyes that studied her coldly.

Its ears reminded her of those of the Enterprise’s first officer. It fit perfectly with her mental image of what a wood nymph might look like. She had no idea there were creatures like this inhabiting this planet as no one had ever told her, much less warned her about them.

It ran its small hand curiously over her chest, causing her nipples to swell even more than they already had. Then it caressed her face, chittering at her. Finally it ran its long fingers over her throat as though noticing her Venus rings.

Donna moaned weakly with a sigh as her body trembled like mad. Then it smiled impishly as it chittered at her, almost as if it was saying, “My, aren’t YOU a lovely one! You’d look GREAT swinging underneath a tree!”

Donna moaned again, her exposed undergarments thoroughly soaked. That’s when she saw it look down at the ground. It had become distracted by her…

NOO! NOT MY COMMUNICATOR?? NOT MY TRICORDER?? NO-NO-NO; YOU DON’T WANT THOSE!

To her utter horror it picked them both up and stared at them, curiously rolling them over and over in each hand. Donna was alarmed. If she lost her ability to make contact with the ship…

It suddenly turned its head in the direction its companion had gone. Then it turned back to her and chittered at her, almost as if to say “Now don’t you go anywhere! We’ll be back for you shortly!” Then it smiled at her with thinly veiled malevolence before turning and bounding off in the direction its companion had taken Leiani, holding out its newly acquired prizes in each hand as if to say “Look at what I found!”

In a few moments it was out of sight. Donna watched it disappear, astonished at its agility. Then she felt a sick feeling in the pit of her gut.

Her only way of communicating with the ship was gone. She was now on her own. If Leiani was going to be rescued, she would have to tend to it herself. And she still had to track down Janice.

Yeoman Dangling felt her strength return to her. With a burst of adrenaline she swung herself upward. Her abs burned like mad, but she managed to reach up and snag her ensnared ankle.

Donna thanked herself for those many sessions in the ship’s gym. She began working feverishly on the snare around her ankle. It was a challenge, being as how her body swayed back and forth.

She knew she had to free herself before her muscles gave out. She also had to get free before those damned things came back for her. Otherwise she was liable to end up sharing the same fate they intended for Leiani.

Her eyes opened wider in alarm as she contemplated the unthinkable while tugging on the stubborn vine around her ankle. She was afraid those damned creatures were going to hang her Leiani. She had to hurry and get down from there so she could track them down before they – WHOOPS!

The knot she was working on suddenly gave way. The yeoman fell to the ground with an “OOMPH!” It momentarily knocked the wind out of her.

She lay there gasping for breath until her energy returned. Then she rose to her feet, shaking off her recent experience. A moment later Donna grimly set off in the direction she’d seen them take her beloved Leiani…
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Yeoman Dangling’s first instinct was to work her way back to the tree where they’d hung her and Janice earlier. She wondered if perhaps the two nymphs might take Leiani back to the scene of the crime. But when she arrived and cautiously peered around some shrubs, she found nothing. There was nothing there but that damned tree.

As Donna stared at it, she found herself trembling with arousal as the memories came flooding back to her mind: how she and Janice had been hung there earlier. Had it really happened?

She remembered how the rope had felt around her neck. She remembered how painful it had been to feel the noose taking up her full weight as she kicked and struggled. She could not help wondering what poor Janice must have experienced.

She sighed as the erotic images flashed through her mind. Donna found herself quivering again. An idle thought flickered through her mind.

If the damned things were going to hang them together anyway, the least they could’ve done was to strip them both naked so she could’ve gotten a look at Rand’s nude body. That would’ve been so hot, the two of them swinging together naked in front of a couple of sadistic wood nymphs!

Donna’s face flushed crimson with embarrassment over what she was thinking about. She took a long, deep breath, fighting like hell to drive the erotic thoughts and images out of her mind.

What the hell was she thinking?? She didn’t have time for daydreaming! She needed to find Leiani! Then she had to track down Janice!

Who KNEW what those two beings were doing to them right now. For all she knew, they both could be hanging from a limb somewhere. She had to find them… and fast!

She looked all around. If they weren’t there, surely they had to have gone somewhere else to carry out their nefarious plans. It made her wonder if they picked different spots… maybe used different trees?

Gawd! What if Leiani was already dangling from a limb somewhere??

An image of poor Leiani hanging naked from a branch quickly sprang to mind. Donna shivered as she turned and retraced her steps, hurrying herself along. Gawd – she had to stop thinking about things like that!

For some reason she couldn’t seem to help herself, not on this crazy planet. Despite her anxiety over her two missing friends, she found herself constantly having to fight off one arousing thought after another.

Donna carefully picked her way through the trees and shrubs. As she did, she began wondering about the need for some sort of weapon she could use to defend herself. Maybe she could pick out a branch or something.

She suddenly noticed a slender section of tree limb lying on the ground off to her right. It was about a meter in length. Amazingly, it looked just right.

Donna approached carefully while watching her every step. She didn’t want to place her foot into another snare. But she reached it without incident.

She picked it up and hefted it in her hands. It felt sturdy in her grasp, something she could use to take a swing at them if necessary. So she carried it with her in her right hand as she continued along.

Donna thought about calling out for her friend. It might alert them to her presence. But it might also let her lover know she was searching for her.

“LEIANI? BABY, WHERE ARE YOU? SPEAK OUT IF YOU CAN HEAR ME AND I’LL FIND YOU, OK? LEIANI??”

“Donna??”

Her breath caught in her throat. Was that Leiani? Gawd – she sounded close!

“Leiani?” she called out anxiously, holding her branch at the ready in both hands. Damn! If she was this close, that meant those two creatures were probably lurking somewhere nearby.

“Leiani; is that you? Keep talking, baby. Keep talking and I’ll find you.”

“I’m over here, babe! Uh, Donna? I think you’d better hurry!”

Uh – oh. That didn’t sound good at all!

Donna felt her heart leap into her throat. Instinctively she hefted the limb up into a defensive posture as she quickened her pace. “Keep talking, baby; I’m coming!”

Yeoman Dangling suddenly stopped in her tracks. “Leiani? Are they there? Are they with you?”

“I don’t see em, Donna! They might be somewhere nearby though. So you’d better be careful.”

Donna heard what sounded like a voice rasping. Then she heard, “Uh… babe? I think you’d REALLY better hurry!”

Gawd – she sounded serious! What if she was already in trouble or something?? What if she was…?

GAWD – DON’T EVEN THINK THAT!

Donna scampered through the trees even faster, calling out for Leiani to keep talking so she could zero in on her position. She was certain the young woman was close by. A moment later she burst through the underbrush.

The yeoman came upon the trunk of a very large tree in a very small open area. A frantic glance around revealed no ropes visible. Thank gawd her Asian lover was not dangling from anything!

“LEIANI? LEIANI, WHERE ARE YOU??”

“Up here, baby.”

The voice came from directly above her. Donna instinctively looked up. A moment later she gasped in horror at the sight that awaited her…

Leiani was completely naked. She was precariously balanced on a small limb about 4 meters up. There was a noose around her neck that looked dangerously snug, coming down from a length of rope that stretched up to an even higher limb.

The young woman appeared to have her arms bound behind her back with the same type of vine Donna’s ankle had been ensnared by earlier. It looked like she was doing her best to remain upright. She kept wavering forward and backward, causing the noose to strain at her neck each time she went a little too far in either direction.

Donna was horrified. At the same time, she was disturbingly aroused. “OHMYGAWD! LEIANI, HOW THE HELL DID YOU GET UP THERE??”

“How the hell do you think – GAWK!”

The oriental woman gurgled as she leaned forward, the noose holding her in place as it gripped her throat. Leiani appeared to be struggling to use her stomach muscles to lean back. She gasped as she struggled to carefully become upright again.

Donna suddenly heard that familiar giggling from somewhere behind her. She spun around in a defensive posture, the branch raised upward in her hands. But she didn’t see them anywhere.

She turned back and looked up at her beloved Leiani in alarm. “Gawd, baby!” she gasped anxiously. “How the hell am I supposed to get you DOWN from there??”

“I guess you aren’t,” Leiani replied with a nervous laugh.

Her eyes were wide as she wiggled and squirmed in an attempt to keep herself upright. She gawked whenever she leaned a little too far forward or backward. Then noose remained tight around her throat. It was obvious what would happen once the branch beneath her feet gave way or she lost her balance.

Donna wailed, “How the hell did they get you up there in the first place??”

Her heart was in her throat as her body quivered from a perverse eroticism. This was bad! How the hell was she supposed to get Leiani DOWN from there??

“Does it matter? – URK!”

Leiani went backward a little. The noose caught her yet again as Donna let out a cry of alarm. Then Leiani smiled weakly.

“I, uh… I guess we’re not going to GET…!” She almost went forward again as Donna cried out once more.

“…get to play HIDE….uh, ‘Hide and Seek’, baby!” Leiani chuckled weakly. But Donna could easily detect the growing fear in her former lover’s voice.

“Sorry I can’t come down and p-play,” the young woman gasped, her playfulness long gone.

“No!” Donna whispered, shaking her head in disbelief as her breath caught in her throat.

She heard giggling again. The anxious yeoman spun around, her limb in her hands at the ready. But she still couldn’t see them.

She turned back and looked up at her friend in horror. Gawd – this couldn’t be happening! It was the very thing she’d been afraid of.

This was the thing she’d thought about earlier, a thought which had given her a delightful little sexual tingle. She had actually imagined poor Leiani being hung from a spot she could never reach. And now here she was!

Gawd! Why the hell was it so arousing to SEE her this way??

Donna’s eyes opened wide with sudden insight. Was THIS what they had meant by instructing crewmembers on shore leave to watch their thoughts? Was this somehow all HER fault??

“Guess you’ll have to h-hunt for Janice alone, b-baby,” Leiani called down to her, trying to smile as her voice quivered. “I don’t th-think I’m g-gonna last much l-longer.”

“JUST STAND STILL, BABY! I’LL GET YOU DOWN SOMEHOW!”

Donna frantically looked all around. But she saw nothing that might prove helpful. The tree was too big, the limbs well out of reach for any kind of climbing.

She knew in her heart there was nothing she could do. Tears welled up in her eyes. At the same time, her body trembled like crazy from a horrific arousal she wished to gawd she could find some way of shutting down.

“Look on the bright side!” Leiani gasped, her body gyrating wildly as she tried to maintain her balance. Then she gave her former lover something of a brave, mischievous grin. “At least you’ll get to watch my last dance, baby! I’ll put on a good show for you, Donna-honey; honest I will! I promise!”

“NOOO! I DON’T CARE ABOUT THAT! JUST STAND PERFECTLY STILL, OK! I’LL FIND A WAY!” She felt so helpless, standing there waiting for her beloved Leiani to fall.

The anxious yeoman heard the sound of a tree limb starting to crack. Donna cried out in alarm. The sound abruptly stopped.

Leiani looked down at her with a weak smile. “G-gawd, baby!” she said with a nervous chuckle. “For a minute there I th-thought I was a goner!”

There was a sharp series of cracks and snaps. Then the limb gave out under her feet, snapping near the trunk of the tree and falling to the ground with a crunch.

Leiani hardly fell at all. The noose instantly took her weight. She let out a grunt as her feet started fluttering for the branch that was no longer underneath her.

Donna let out a cry of despair as her lover’s naked body gently swung back and forth. Leiani’s knees jerked upward a little. Fluid streamed out from between her legs and arced toward the ground.

The horrified yeoman instantly detected the heady aroma of her lover’s arousal from the odor of the liquid. A moment later she just couldn’t hold hers back anymore. Yeoman Donna Dangling came hard, her body shuddering like mad at the horribly erotic sight that swung above her.

She was absolutely humiliated, totally ashamed of herself for orgasming while Leiani swung from the noose. Tears began streaming down her cheeks. Donna let out an anguished cry as she watched.

Shamefully, she could not look away. The image had been indelibly burned into her brain. It was all there: swollen nipples on heaving breasts; glistening moistness from engorged labia; gasps and gurgles as the slender oriental woman fought for another breath.

Her nude body swung back and forth as her feet wiggled more and more. Her legs finally exploded into a series of kicks, desperately searching for something solid to stand upon. Her arms jerked behind her back, her hands flexing helplessly.

Donna became paralyzed from a horrifically erotic fascination at her lover’s suffering. She was unable to move or speak. She couldn’t do anything other than watch the spectacle unfolding above her.

Once more she heard giggles from somewhere behind her. This time the yeoman paid them no mind. Her soul was in torment, partly because her beloved Leiani was hanging to death… and partly because her stupid body was reacting to it in such a perversely erotic manner.

Tears poured down the yeoman’s cheeks as Leiani swung wildly in the noose. The oriental woman’s naked body danced lewdly, almost as though it was a personal show just for her. The young woman’s hips thrust forward as legs kicked every which way.

It reminded Donna of days gone by. There had been times her lover had gotten into her oral ministrations so much that she had thrust her crotch violently into her face.

Leiani was putting on an incredibly arousing show. It was almost as though she was making love to her former lover for the very last time by the jerks and contortions of her wildly gyrating body. Donna was terribly ashamed the way her body was so damned aroused by it all!

Leiani’s dance went on for 3… 4… 5 agonizing minutes. But exhaustion finally set in. Her kicks and gyrations became less dramatic and more infrequent until she stopped and abruptly hung limp.

Her naked body swayed softly from the tree. She swung like that for another 30 seconds or so. Then her body seemed to come alive with a series of frantic kicks as though trying one last time to find a way to open her airway and get a decent breath of air into her lungs.

A moment later her legs came together again. Once more she pulled her knees upward in a series of little jerks. And once more there was that stream of fluid that arced to the ground.

Donna knew in an instant Leiani was cumming again, even as the poor thing was slipping away. Despite her best efforts, she climaxed right along with her. The despairing yeoman wailed with shame as her body shuddered hard in orgasm.

Her vision blurred as pleasure washed through her. When it returned, all she saw was Leiani swaying softly, her naked body quivering from an occasional muscle twitch.

There was an expression of peaceful rapture in the Asian’s face. Drool trickled out of her opened mouth and splattered onto her breasts. A small trickle of yellow fluid slithered down her leg, ultimately dripping steadily off her foot onto the ground below.

Donna stared in utter disbelief. My gawd – this can’t be happening! THIS CAN’T BE REAL!

The distraught yeoman’s muscles abruptly gave out on her. She collapsed onto the ground into a sitting position. Tears poured unashamedly down her cheeks.

She was dimly aware of the potential danger from the two beings who had to be somewhere in the immediate vicinity. But she no longer cared. Her beloved Leiani was gone.

Something in the back of her mind told her this was all her fault. Somehow her thoughts and fantasies had led to the death of her former friend and lover. What’s more, she felt great shame at the pleasure her body had derived from watching the young woman strangle to death in the noose.

Donna was riddled with sorrow and guilt as she looked upward. She watched in utter disbelief as Leiani’s body slowly swayed to a stop. Finally the young woman simply hung still, naked and silent.

Donna desperately wished Leiani would yell “SURPRISE!” and then jump down to make some stupid remark about wanting to play again and how finding Janice would just have to wait until they’d had their fun. But the oriental woman quietly dangled limp and lifeless. She was never to speak another word to her again… never to lovingly squeeze her neck and leave her breathless.

Overcome with grief, Yeoman Donna Dangling curled up into the fetal position.

Then she began to bawl her eyes out…

2008; 2021 (written for Donna May 9 ’08; ed. Dec 15 ’21 by riwa)

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Shelly in Cancun 5 3.6 (21)

Posted on February 5, 2023 by riwa

Chapter 5 – The grand tour

We fin ourselves downward toward the two divers. They appear to be waiting patiently for us as they hover over the bow of the wreck. Andria is eager to meet them.

I’m a bit more apprehensive. Maybe it’s all the premonitions and dreams I’ve had. Maybe it’s simply the fact I feel I don’t have nearly as much control over the situation as I would like to have.

As we approach neither diver makes what I would interpret as an aggressive move toward us. I see they each have a spare hose and regulator attached to their scuba tanks. My memory dredges up the name “octopus” from some fleeting images of a scuba class I once took with Andria a few years ago.

To my astonishment the diver closest to me grabs hers and offers it to me. Her companion offer hers to Andria as well. I smile and nod politely as I accept it from her before placing the reg between my lips.

The young woman I accept the octopus from appears to be of Asian descent. She’s Japanese, I would guess. She looks like she might be about my age.

Her breasts are smaller but well-rounded. They are almost showing through that skimpy blue bikini top of hers. It looks to be a “tan-thru” model, and her erect nipples poke through her suit.

I can make out her neatly trimmed bush showing through her thong. I guess she likes to tan everything. Her nearly coal-black hair hangs loosely just beyond her shoulder blades. Her dark, piercing eyes peer at me with what I can only describe as “hunger”.

She takes my hand in hers. That’s when I feel it: a spark, a jolt. A shiver ripples through my body.

I look at her with wide open eyes. It’s as though I can tell she feels it too. Her breath exhales through her regulator.

She looks at my face and then gazes down my body. I can’t help feeling another shiver. It’s as though she’s removing what little I have on with her eyes.

I’ve always had a fondness for Asian women. But for some reason this one seems to be taking my breath away. I’m tingly all over, and I have to remind myself to breathe calmly through the regulator.

I abruptly feel Andria tugging on me to get my attention. She cries out excitedly through her reg while giving me a thumb’s up. She eagerly nods her head up and down.

Her companion is another Asian who I suspect is also of Japanese descent. Looking at her is like taking in an Asian replica of Andria. She’s well endowed, with a similar tan-thru outfit that is a mixture of dark blue swirls. It barely covers her breasts and that pussy of hers.

She has dark brown hair that keeps trying to settle just below the shoulders. There’s an all-too-noticeable playfulness to her demeanor, especially her facial expression. Andria is almost giddy as she looks at me with an excited expression… “Look who we just found!”

It’s been a while, but I haven’t totally forgotten how to do it. In a few moments I’m breathing normally through the reg in my mouth. It’s nice not being forced back to the surface every couple of minutes to breathe.

My companion seems to pick up on the fact I’m at ease with the octopus. She pulls on my arm… “Let’s go”. I sense she’s the leader of the two, but I feel no discomfort by her presence.

Together we start finning hand in hand downward along the port side of the ship, the side facing the reef. A quick glance behind us reveals Andria and her new-found friend are following a short distance away. They look like they’re amused about something.

We slowly fin together along the side of the wreck. I allow my new scuba partner to lead. She slowly works us down to the sandy bottom where I see the hull is embedded in the sea floor.

From there we fin back up to look into the portholes. There’s a corridor of sorts running just inside the hull. She looks at me and smiles as though we’re both thinking the same thing… “We definitely gotta go inside before we leave!”

We slowly make our way to the stern of the wreck. The only sound I hear is that of the bubbles we both exhale. I can faintly detect the bubbles of our two companions lagging behind us.

I can’t believe I’m in the ocean breathing off a scuba tank. It’s amazing how this day is turning out. A part of me hopes like hell I’m not dreaming again because I’m feeling all tingly and excited.

A quick glance back reveals Andria is having a ball. The two of them are motioning and pointing at everything. Their eyes twinkle as they grin through their regulators.

We pause at the rear of the craft, slowly examining the hull. Then we move on to fin along the starboard side. I can’t resist giving my scuba partner an appreciative squeeze of her hand.

She looks at me and squeezes back before focusing on where she’s taking us. But I don’t miss the look in her eye. A quick glance down at her breasts reveal nipples that are swollen and pointed.

Mine are the same: erect and starting to ache a little. I’m aroused at the turn this day has taken. I can’t help wondering if we might get an opportunity later on to, uh… well…

She suddenly fins us upward as we near the bow. I stay right beside her. The next thing I know we’re popping into the shack that houses the pilothouse.

There’s not much that interests me. I see knobs, gauges, levers and a small metal worktable against the wall that looks as though it was used for laying out maps and charts. The windows are broken out.

There’s debris on the floor. I also spy a couple of pipes and some loose pieces of metal. Contents from several open cabinets and drawers are strewn all over, disintegrating from exposure to the ocean.

Nothing looks interesting or salvageable. No doubt it’s been picked clean by those who’ve been here before us. So we head back out.

Andria and her friend remain behind to look around. But they show more enthusiasm than I did. Perhaps that’s because I’m starting to find myself a bit distracted by my new dive buddy.

We come to a stairwell that leads down into murky darkness. My companion starts to fin us downward. I balk, pulling against her hand.

I’m not quite certain I want to go down without any kind of hand-held illumination to light our way. She just smiles through her reg as she tugs on my hand. She nods at me as if to say “C’mon – it’ll be fine.”

For some reason I find myself not wanting to disappoint her. So I nod reluctantly. Together we start down, the octopus keeping me fairly close to her. Fortunately there’s enough room for the two of us to go down side by side.

She leads me down slowly, yet firmly. My comfort with her leadership grows stronger. I feel safe around her to the point where I believe she won’t deliberately get us into any kind of trouble.

We slowly penetrate the interior down into the stairwell. There’s a bit more illumination than I expected. Then we reach the bottom of the stairs where we pause for a moment.

I soon find my eyes adjusting to the dimness all around us. There’s more light down here than I expected. I can actually see the open doorway directly in front of us as we reach the bottom of the stairs. Between the portholes and the stairwell there’s just enough light to allow for some visibility.

My guide motions toward the doorway. I nod agreeably. We slowly move forward to peer inside.

It’s a cabin pressed into the bow of the wreck. It makes me think it belonged to the captain. But from our vantage point there isn’t that much to see.

It’s dim inside. The sea has deteriorated much of the room’s contents. Wooden furniture pieces and fixtures lie in a state of slow disintegration. A thin layer of silt covers much of it. Our curiosity is satisfied.

We turn and follow a very short hall. It makes a 90 degree angle into the long corridor we saw from the outside of the wreck. Light comes in through the portholes near the ceiling. There’s just enough sun to lighten our way, although there are dark shadows everywhere.

I feel a brief flicker of anxiety. I focus once more on where I’m at and who I’m diving with. That feeling of reassurance returns as my senses picking up everything.

I still can’t believe it! I’m diving with a sexy, young woman of Japanese descent while using an octopus attached to her scuba gear. Our exhalations are the only sounds at the bottom of the sea in a dimly lit wreck.

I can’t help getting all tingly and excited again. Once more I squeeze her hand. She grins and squeezes back before turning and leading us onward as a wave of calmness engulfs me.

We come up to a door on the left and slowly push it open. There isn’t much light. But what there is reveals some sort of cargo hold.

Again, there doesn’t seem to be much in here. No doubt it’s been picked clean by those who’ve come before us. My heart sinks, but only a little.

We probably won’t find anything of interest. But it doesn’t seem to matter all that much. Besides, I’m able to console myself with the exhilaration of simply being able to explore this wreck with the safety of scuba gear in the company of a dive partner who’s starting to have a serious effect on me.

We fin ourselves onward until we come upon another door, opening into a second cargo hold. This one is just as dimly lit as the first. It’s also just as empty.

There’s nothing but a few crumpled wooden crates that are coming apart. Obviously they were emptied some time ago. We look at each other and shrug our shoulders.

We move on, finning side by side down the passageway. We both breathe evenly through our regulators. The sound of our exhalations are quite noticeable in the empty corridor.

We reach the end of the passageway and make a turn. We’ve discovered the companionway at the stern along with a handful of doors. We push one open on the corridor side of the stairwell and slip inside.

There’s just enough illumination to see what looks to be the former galley for the crew. There’s no porthole in here. There’s just an opening in the ceiling allowing a small shaft of light to penetrate.

Appliances line one wall. There’s a cook stove and a small dining table. The contents of several drawers have spilled out.

I can make out bits and pieces of what looks like silverware poking up through the layer of mud. But nothing looks of value in here either. So we slip back out the doorway.

We try the door directly opposite the bottom of the stairwell. This one only opens partway. It seems to be jammed against something.

My dive partner manages to get her head in through the crack long enough to take a look. She pulls her head out and beckons for me to have a look-see if I’m interested. I take a quick look, the octopus giving me just enough slack to stick my head around the door.

It’s really dark inside. What I can see tells me it’s probably the engine room. I doubt there’s much in here I really want to see anyway.

I see Andria and her friend arrive. They slip inside the door to the galley. We check the door on the same wall on the other side of the stairwell.

This one has a couple of portholes up near the ceiling. Enough light shines in, revealing the crew’s quarters. There are metal frames for several bunks.

Cabinet doors swing open. But I figure there’s nothing of importance to find in here either. I motion to my friend that I’m ready to leave whenever she is.

She nods, and together we make our way to the stairwell. We fin our way upward, having gone as far as we can go. We’ve pretty much seen everything there is to see below decks.

There’s a structure at the top of the stairwell that sits directly over the room below to the engines. We fin our way inside. There’s plenty of light since all the windows are gone. But there’s nothing much in here either.

It looks like a gathering place for the crew. It also looks as though it was used as a place for storing tools, gear and the other necessities for the two cargo holds.

A few cabinet door hang open. What’s left of a table and a couple of chairs are in a heap in one corner. Once more there appears to be nothing of value.

Looking out the door I can see what appears to be a couple of large hatches to the cargo holds between here and the shack that holds the pilothouse. On either side is a walkway that follows along the ship’s railing up to the bow, disappearing around the pilothouse. It’s nothing more than a small cargo vessel… or at least it was until it met its fate right here, a short distance from the reef it was no doubt trying to beach itself upon.

…and thus ended the grand tour…

I turn to my dive companion and smile. I motion with my arms in an attempt to convey my thanks. I’m appreciative for her allowing me to share her scuba tank while exploring the wreck with her.

We could’ve explored some of those other rooms below a little more. But I honestly don’t think it would’ve born much fruit. I’m satisfied with the results. I just want her to know how grateful I am to be allowed to share her tank with her.

She smiles back at me. I feel those eyes start to bore into me again. A moment later she starts to run her hand up and down my arm.

The next thing I know she’s touching me everywhere with both hands. She caresses me softly as though exploring every inch of my suddenly quivering body. She brushes my face and cheeks, caresses my neck, slides her hands down my arms, and tentatively brushes across my trembling breasts.

My nipples are erect, calling out for attention. I shiver as I moan quietly into my regulator. Gawd; what is she doing to me?!

I inhale deeply. Then I exhale with a quiver as I close my eyes. My body trembles like crazy.

I have no idea who this young woman is. It’s as if she’s playing my body like a Stradivarius. Then I feel her hands on my breasts again, cupping them gently.

She caresses and fondles them, sending electric shocks tumbling down to my pussy region. For a long moment I actually forget to breathe. I’m forced to inhale sharply before exhaling with a quivering sigh.

I suddenly hear a bubbly cry. I open my eyes to see Andria and her scuba partner floating just inside the doorway. She points at me before waving a finger… “Naughty, naughty.”

She does not succeed in hiding her amusement. Her companion doesn’t even bother hiding hers. She simply grins at us like the Cheshire cat.

For a long moment the four of us drift there in place. My dive buddy and I are momentarily frozen at having been caught. Then Andria’s companion turns to her.

She makes a show of deliberately groping her breasts. Then she turns and points at us again. Her reg explodes with an exhalation of bubbles in laughter.

Andria laughs with her as my face goes beet red. My partner just looks exasperated at the two of them. I think she wishes she could’ve had a few more minutes of privacy with me. But the mood is broken.

She lets her hands fall to her sides as I try to compose myself. The four of us look at each other for a few moments. Andria shrugs her shoulders as if to say “Now what do we do?”

My companion points at her own mouthpiece. She makes a show of acting as though she’s going to remove it. Then she points at all of us in turn.

I nod in understanding. Andria nods too. I think we know what she’s planning.

She starts counting down from five with her fingers, folding each one in. She grabs her reg and prepares to remove it. When she reaches one we all take a deep breath before pulling our regs out of our mouths, holding them in our hands.

I no longer hear the sound of four females exhaling from their regulators. My dive buddy smiles, nodding in acknowledgement to her friend. Andria and I exchange glances.

Apparently we’re having some sort of impromptu breath-hold contest. I can see Andria’s competitive nature rise up within her. The expression on her face tells me she wants to beat me.

There’s no real way of timing ourselves because no one is wearing a watch. All we can do is look at each other, trying to gauge who’s about to give up first. But this time that one is easy as I can already see Andria’s chest start to heave.

Her smile fades as she starts to grimace. She looks at each one of us, no doubt hoping someone else will quit first. She finally gives up in exasperation after what I would conclude to be about a minute has gone by.

She stuffs her regulator back into her mouth. Her dive buddy grins and points at her with an “I beat you!” expression. I can’t help grinning at her myself. Andria just scowls at me.

A few moments later I feel my own lungs start to spasm. I look at our two Asian friends, hoping someone else is closer to giving up than I am. They both look at me with confident expressions, neither one appearing ready to give up just yet.

Andria’s dive partner seems to be struggling a little. But I don’t think I can wait that long. Shaking my head in disgust, I put my reg back between my lips before sucking down a breath of compressed air.

Andria’s scuba partner grins and points at the two of us as if to say “Ha – I beat you both!” Mine turns to me and smiles. Our new Asian underwater friends have done better this round.

It isn’t long before Andria’s Asian friend is forced to stuff her regulator back into her mouth. She grimaces and points unhappily at her friend who drifts by my side while still holding her breath. She’s obviously disappointed at who has managed to hold out the longest. That’s when my scuba partner grins and puts her reg back into her mouth, pointing at her own chest and giving herself a thumbs-up.

2007; 2020 (written Jul 27 ’07; ed. Aug 22 ‘20 by riwa)

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Fast Lane Lifeguards 4.4 (31)

Posted on January 25, 2023 by riwa

“C’mon, Brooke.”

“Gawd, Paul; not again??”

“C’mon!”

“I’ve got to change into my one-piece for my shift!”

“We have time.”

“What if Amy gets here soon?”

“Would you stop delaying already?”

He pulled her to the shallow end of the pool. There was a metal ladder right there. Brooke shook her head.

“Gawd, Paul; not another breath-hold??”

“Another breath-hold, Brooke. This time you’re going to do it upside down.”

“Upside down?? I’ll get water up my nose!”

“That’s the price you pay for being a lifeguard.”

“Can’t I just go put my suit on before Amy gets here?”

“Would you stop dawdling and get into position already?”

“What are you going to do?” Then she noticed his bulge. “Gawd, Paul; not here??”

“Better hurry before Amy shows up, Brooke.”

“What if I say no?”

“You don’t want to say no.”

“Yeah, but what if I do – WAIT; WAIT!”

Paul got her lying on her back in the water. Brooke spread her legs to wedge them in the rails of the ladder at the surface. “Paul, you’re insufferable!”

“I’m also horny. Are you ready? This is going to be a long one.”

“Paul, you wouldn’t!”

“Deep breath, Brooke!”

“SHIT!”

She inhaled deeply. Then Paul pushed her under. She got water up her nose and tried to ignore it.

He slid his red speedos aside and pulled out his semi-erect cock. For a moment Brooke hesitated. Then she thought better of it. Paul was just wicked enough to keep her here until Amy showed up, which would embarrass the hell out of her.

She took his erection into her mouth. Paul thrust in and out as he braced against the pool ladder. He submerged his face as he looked down on her while gripping onto the ladder.

Brooke held onto his wrists for support. Wildly erotic tingles flooded through her being as she sucked his cock. She could feel him twitch between her lips.

It gave her a sense of power, knowing how well her mouth could affect him. But she was also in a helpless position being upside down. Best to get him off quick.

She took him in and out of her mouth. Brooke focused on keeping all the air in her lungs. Paul was just wicked enough to force her to stay under for an extremely long breath-hold.

He pushed all the way into her mouth. She felt him hit the back of her throat. But she was used to it by now, especially the way he kept making her suck his cock underwater.

The water stung her sinuses a little. But she was already getting used to it. She winced only a moment before working Paul’s cock in and out past her lips.

She felt him grab her left hand. Then he put it into her crotch. She knew what he wanted her to do. Damn him!

She began to rub herself. Now she was becoming lubricated with arousal. This meant they would really have to hurry before Amy showed up. Catching them like this would embarrass the hell out of her!

Paul thought he heard someone at the door. Had Amy arrived already? The thought of them being caught like this only gave him an added thrill. Living in the fast lane had both its risks as well as its rewards. And since Brooke was usually up for just about anything, he usually succeeded in talking her into all sorts of risky endeavors.

Brooke did her best to vacuum Paul’s throbbing meat. He seemed extra horny. But he sure was showing extraordinary ability at holding off his release. Was he trying to get them caught with Amy?

Her chest began to strain. She’d been holding it for a long time. And still he wasn’t cumming in her mouth yet!

Brooke worked her magic on his tasty dick. But somehow he was still holding off. What the hell?? She couldn’t hold her breath forever?!

She suddenly pushed him away. Brooke burst up and panted for breath as she kept her head at the surface. Paul just laughed at her.

“Now you’ve got to pay the penalty.”

“Penalty? What penalty?”

“Be right back.”

She frowned as he swam to the opposite side of the pool. Something was lying on the floor next to the edge. Had he left it there on purpose?

Her eyes widened as he returned and handed it to her. “Oh gawd; what’s this for?”

“You know what to do with it, Brooke. Now back under you go.”

“No; WAIT!” Then she inhaled sharply. A moment later she was pushed upside down underwater again.

The cock went right back into her mouth. Then she felt him push the object in her hand against the material of her suit. A quick pull to one side and the object was right there between her labia.

She figured she’d better use it before he did something worse on her. Brooke groaned and bubbled as she vibrated herself. Damn him! What the hell was he doing to her this time??

Paul thrust harder into her mouth. He seemed to be all turned on at the predicament she was in. Was he planning on cumming before or after she vibrated herself into orgasm??

She grunted as her eyes opened wider. The toy was really buzzing the entrance to her quivering snatch. It was driving her crazy!

Why, Paul? Why do you have to keep doing these things to me? Why do I keep letting you??

He thrust harder into her mouth. She used the toy on herself a little more aggressively. What if Amy showed up? What if she caught them like this?? The thought was both horrifying, yet incredibly thrilling.

Paul eased off. Brooke sucked harder. She had to make him cum pretty soon. But what if she made herself cum first?

To her horror Paul yanked the toy out of her grasp. Then he really fucked her with it. She began grunting up bubbles as her eyes widened in alarm.

No – no – NO! Fuck; I’m out of breath! Paul, don’t do this to me!

He worked the toy deep inside her. Brooke wriggled and squirmed as she lost her breath. Her chest was on fire. Damn him!

She tried to push him out of the way. But his erection was buried deep between her lips. She would have to get him off or she might drown.

PAUL?? GAWD; NO!

She shuddered hard as she lost control. The orgasm swept over her in a mighty wave. A moment later she was swallowing a gallon of cum from Paul’s spurting appendage.

Brooke got dizzy and disoriented. She felt like she was fading fast. Then she fell off the edge of the pool into the water.

She was back to the surface almost immediately. She coughed and sputtered, wincing as she realized the toy was still inside. She grabbed it and yanked it out, gasping and moaning.

Paul gave her a deep, soulful kiss. “Better go change,” he told her. “I think Amy’s in the building.”

“Damn you, Paul!” Then she got out of the water and rushed to the lifeguard changing room.

Why the hell did she love to keep taking risks like that with Paul?

2021 (written Jul 8 ’21 by riwa. Inspired by vidcaps from a JustPaul animation)

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Riwa’s Stories at Patreon 4.1 (7)

Posted on January 25, 2023 by riwa

Coming February rewards

The US-UK drowning tournament winner.
A 6th chapter to The Seductress.
The 4th chapter to Chloe.
The 4th chapter to Aravanna.
The 4th chapter to Katia.
A 2nd chapter to The Waterfall.
A Kat on a horse.
A short honeymoon.
Confessions of a Club male attendant.
Tourists and the gallows.
Jaimie goes to Chad’s Chop shop.
The newbie on drowning day.
And a couple of bonus stories I’m considering.

December stories/rewards will fall off at the end of January to make room for February rewards.

Mom’s birthday was in January. I’m incredibly blessed to still have her around. She turned 80, which gives you an idea just how old I am. I still do most of the driving, and I fetch her mail. I also fill little bottles of water for her. And we still enjoy going into town every now and then to share a meal or to help her pick up a few groceries.

I’m applying myself toward working on more stories each month. In college, I used to put off writing term papers until the very last minute. But if I have extra stories already written and in the queue, I can pick and choose which ones you might be interested in on any given month. That way, I can post something you might enjoy reading right away, while shelving other stories for a later date. It also helps me be better prepared in case life throws me a curve ball and I can’t write for a few days.

I’m kind of light this month on news to share. Then again, February is kind of light in the number of days it allows us to enjoy. So I guess it all evens out. Take care, have a safe February… and thanks again for being my patrons.

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The punishment room 4.4 (98)

Posted on January 20, 2023 by riwa

I don’t know how Roseline found out about it. She told us the old administration building had an old punishment room inside. She was sure there was a gallows there.

She and her friend Karina were very curious about it. My buddies and I had a mild interest in the damned thing. But there were other things that impressed us far more than hangings or a gallows. Besides, there were hangings taking place at City U all the time.

Roseline really wanted to go see it. And as Aiden was her boyfriend, anything she wanted was perfectly fine with him. Karina was dating my friend Lucas and easily talked him into it as well.

I was a fifth wheel. But I respected my pals and their dates. So I was willing to go too.

We waited until late Sunday night to head over. Somehow we found a way into the old administration office. Then we carefully looked around until we found the old punishment room.

It was deep inside the building. It was an ominous room with no windows. It turned out Roseline had been right all along.

There was a gallows over in the corner. It had a lever and opened trap, with a circle marked over the spot where the condemned was to stand. We were all surprised to see a noose in place.

Roseline believed it was still being used for private executions. Lucas thought she was nuts. I didn’t know what to think, especially since the gallows looked to be in reasonably good shape.

Roseline set the trap back in place and then tried the lever. The trap folded open with a whapping sound. It startled all of us.

Right away, Karina said she wanted to try it. Lucas thought she was crazy for wanting to hang herself. She gave him a look as though he was a moron before telling him, “I don’t want to hang myself, you idiot! I just want to stand on the trap with the noose around my neck!”

She locked the trap back into position before she climbed on top and grabbed the noose. She pulled it down and looped it around her neck. Then she snugged it up behind her left ear.

“Want me to go pull the lever?” Roseline offered with a giggle.

Karina inhaled sharply. “Don’t you fucking dare! I don’t want to hang. I just… I just want to stand here and… gawd! How many students died in this very spot?” I could tell it was having quite an effect on her.

Lucas told her, “I suppose we could look up that information on a computer once we get back to the dorm.” The others looked at him as though they hadn’t considered that idea before. I thought it was good thinking, and it made me curious to see what we might find out.

“We could always check that desk in the corner,” Aiden suggested.

He went over and pulled it open. “Empty,” he sighed wistfully. “I should have known they wouldn’t leave that kind of paperwork behind.”

“My turn,” Roseline declared, startling us all as Karina removed the noose from around her neck.

We watched as they switched places. Roseline stood upon the trap and stuck her neck in the noose. Right away I could see it was giving her the shivers something fierce.

“Now I’ll hang you,” Karina declared. “You wanted to hang me, remember?”

She started to go for the lever. But she stopped just short of reaching it. Roseline stood there panting before she finally removed the coil from around her neck.

She smiled at all of us. Then she said, “Wouldn’t it be crazy if one of us hanged on this thing for real tonight?”

Karina was aghast. “Roseline, you’re crazy!”

“Yeah, but it really would be something, wouldn’t it?”

I looked at her incredulously as she stepped down off the platform. “Roseline, you’re not really thinking about…?”

“Why not, Carter? It’s not as though there’s anyone here to stop us. No one would ever have to know.”

“Not until one of us didn’t show up to class tomorrow morning,” I responded dryly.

She became indignant. “People don’t show up to class all the time. It seems there’s always an event or execution or something. It’s unusual if the university gets through a weekend without someone dying; am I right?”

“Are you serious?”

“Carter, I’m dead serious!” That made the others look at her funny before laughing half-heartedly at her pun.

“I suppose we could do it,” Karina added thoughtfully. “You got your deck of cards with you; right, Lucas?”

He patted his pocket with a smile. “Always keep ‘em right here, baby.” Then he grinned lewdly as he added, “We could always play strip poker. Loser gets to hang.”

Roseline rolled her eyes. “Oh, you guys would just LOVE that, especially since I’m not very good at poker. Why don’t we just draw for the joker? That would give us all an even chance. I don’t know about you guys, but I’m in.”

Her boyfriend looked at her in surprise. “Are you serious? Would you really hang yourself if you drew the joker, Rosey?”

“Why not? Anybody else with me?”

“I suppose I can’t let you draw for the joker alone,” Karina muttered, sounding uncomfortable about the whole thing. “I guess I’m in too.”

Roseline grinned triumphantly. “Us girls are in. So how about it? Are you guys in too?”

I looked at her and shook my head. “You’d really hang if you lost?”

“Of course I would, Carter! Wouldn’t you?”

“I don’t know…”

Aiden sighed heavily. “I suppose I can’t say no, not if Rosey really wants to play. So I suppose I’m in.” Then he looked questioningly at Lucas before asking, “What about you?”

Lucas looked at Karina who nodded her head at him. Was she eager for him to play? Or was it simply that she didn’t want to be the only one risking her neck between them?

“Damn,” he sighed. “I guess that means I’m in as well.” Then he looked at me before asking, “What about you, Carter?”

I stood there for a long moment. “You know this doesn’t bode well for me, right? You guys are paired up. It’s only natural you’d want me to hang for you all.”

“Would you?” Roseline asked, her eyes dancing with delight.

“Hell no! I can’t help but wonder if one of you draws the joker, you’re going to ask me to hang in your place so you can keep your relationships intact.”

Roseline became indignant. “I would never do that!”

I wasn’t buying her innocent act for a second. “Hell, you’d be the first one to suggest I hang in anyone else’s place.”

“I would not!”

“No we wouldn’t,” Karina added. “We wouldn’t do that to you.”

“You’ve got a one in five chance to draw the card, Carter,” Roseline replied. “That leaves a four in five chance one of us is going to bite the big one tonight.”

“And that’s ok with you?”

“I said ‘I’m in’, didn’t I?” I just rolled my eyes, especially since I didn’t wholly trust her.

“If I d-draw the joker, I’ll hang,” Karina told me. Now she seemed nervous, especially since things were getting serious. Aiden and Lucas both said the same thing, nodding their heads.

I sighed heavily. “I can’t say this is the greatest idea we’ve ever come up with. I certainly hadn’t planned on coming in here and playing Russian roulette with a rope tonight. But if you’re all determined on drawing to see who gets hanged, I don’t see how I can decline, not if everyone else is going to play.”

Roseline beamed with joy as though excited someone was going to swing tonight. “That means we’re all in; agreed?”

Aiden looked her right in the eye. “Carter’s right, Rosey. Suppose you’re the one who draws the joker?”

For a moment she looked at him as though she hadn’t fully thought through the fact her existence could be coming to an end tonight on a draw of the cards. Then she appeared to shake it off. “I’m the one who suggested all this. So I’ll hang if I draw the joker. You guys can go back to the dorm and tell everyone this was the stupidest idea I’ve ever come up with. So let’s get to drawing before I chicken out; ok?”

“A stupid idea in a whole series of stupid ideas.”

“Shut up, Karina.”

Lucas reached in and pulled out his deck of cards. He really shuffled the hell out of them. I was afraid all the colors had been worn off by the time he stopped.

He hefted the shuffled deck up in an outstretched hand. “Ok, who’s first? Draw if you dare.”

“This was Roseline’s idea,” I replied. “I say she should draw. Ladies first, I always say.”

“That’s just when you want one of us to suck your cock!”

“Are you drawing or not?”

She hesitated a moment before reaching out. She tentatively pulled out a card out near the top of the deck. Then she turned it over.

Two of clubs. There was an audible sigh from the group. She smiled, but I could tell she was relieved. I got the distinct impression she and Aiden were going to fuck like rabbits once they returned to the dorm; that is, if they both survived this.

Lucas held out the deck toward Karina. She nervously reached out and picked out a card in the middle of the deck. Then she turned it over.

Nine of diamonds. She breathed a sigh of relief. Then she laughed nervously.

I shook my head as I reached out next. This was not something I was looking forward to. But I decided I would go through with it if I drew the dreaded joker.

“Carter’s drawing after all,” Roseline remarked in surprise.

“He’s our buddy,” Aiden told his girlfriend. “If we’re in, he’s in.”

I pulled out a card and turned it over. My heart skipped a beat. But it was only the ten of hearts.

There was a whoosh of exhaled breaths. Lucas went next. He drew the ace of spades. Another whoosh of relief.

Aiden went last. He picked the six of clubs. We all exhaled after surviving round one.

Lucas turned and held out the deck toward Rosaline. “Are we still playing?”

In response, she reached out, pulled out a card and turned it over. She let out a squawk when it appeared. At first it looked like the joker. Instead, it was the jack of spades.

She laughed nervously. I couldn’t resist.

“Come close that time, did you?” The look she gave me indicated she was either worried or incredibly horny about the fact she might lose her life.

Karina’s hand was shaking as she reached out. She drew a card and turned it over. It was the four of hearts.

Another whoosh of exhaled breaths.

I shook my head as I drew a card while muttering, “This is insane.” Then I turned it over.

Queen of clubs.

Lucas paused a moment before he pulled one out. Then he turned it over. It was the three of clubs.

He hefted the deck in Aiden’s direction. He confidently drew a card and turned it right over. The joker stared up at all of us.

We all gasped in shock. He stared in utter disbelief. Then he looked at his girlfriend.

“Rosey, I… I don’t know if I… don’t you want me to back out?”

Her response surprised him. “But you drew the joker, Aiden! You’ve got to hang! You promised! We all did!”

I was more than a little shocked. What the hell? Did she think that little of him??

He couldn’t believe it either! “Are you serious? I thought you were my girlfriend!”

“I guess not anymore… not after tonight.”

She suddenly had this cruel smirk on her face. Then she turned and looked right at me as a lewd grin crossed her features. “Don’t worry about it,” she told him without even looking at him. “I’ve always kind of fancied Carter here anyway.

She turned back to face her boyfriend. “You’re going to go through with it; right, Aiden? You’re going to hang for us, right? You’re not going to back out, are you?”

“I, uh…” Then he looked at Lucas and I.

We didn’t know how to respond. What do you say to someone you’ve known and treasured as a friend for years, only to have something like this come up?

“He should be naked,” Karina piped up.

“Great idea!” Roseline agreed. Her boyfriend looked at her as though he couldn’t believe it.

He looked at Lucas who just shrugged his shoulders. Then he looked at me. I still didn’t know what to say.

Roseline became impatient. “C’mon, Aiden! You’ve got to! You said you would! Do it for me, ok?”

He looked at her and then over at me. For a moment I thought he was going to ask me to hang in his place. Then I thought he was going to just flat out decline.

We watched as he slowly began taking his clothes off. We could hear him muttering, “I can’t fucking believe this! My own girlfriend wants to see me hang!”

Roseline looked all around at us. “We need some rope to bind his hands behind his back. Karina, help me look around, ok?” The more she talked, the more I questioned her relationship with Aiden in the first place.

The girls looked around until Roseline found a length of rope. She offered it to her girlfriend. Karina shook her head, holding out her hands defensively as she told her, “Hunh – unh. He’s YOUR boyfriend. You ought to be the one to tie him up, noose him up, and then drop him. Isn’t that right, guys?”

She looked at Lucas and I for confirmation. Aiden didn’t say anything as he continued to undress. I said I wasn’t about to hang my friend. Lucas said the same thing.

“Fine,” Roseline replied. “Then I’ll do it. C’mon, baby! Let’s get this show on the road!”

Aidean had a pained look on his face as he finished undressing. His cock was incredibly erect. It must have humiliated him the way we all could see him like that.

Roseline acted more and more like she was really getting into it. She eagerly marched him up onto the platform. Then she made him stand on the trap over the painted circle on the wooden surface.

He was panting heavily as she eagerly tied his wrists behind his back. His cock stiffened even more. His face went beet red with embarrassment as we all stared at him.

I was having a hard time processing what I was witnessing. I could tell Lucas was struggling with it as well. Karina was focused on the stiff appendage protruding out of Aiden’s groin.

“Wow; would you look at that?! He’s getting all horny! Are you getting horny, Aiden?” He just winced as he lowered his head in shame.

“He’s not the only one,” Roseline declared breathlessly, tugging on his wrists to make sure they were tightly secured. “You have no idea how horny I am right now!” She was hanging her boyfriend… and she was all turned on by it??

She made him stand sideways so she could face him as she looped the noose around his neck. Then she tightened it up. “Gawd, Aiden! You have no idea what seeing you all noosed and naked is doing to me!”

He appeared to be trembling as he asked, “You’re not really g-going to hang me, are you, Rosey?”

“Of course I am! You agreed; we all did! Now we’ve got to carry it through!”

“Isn’t this f-far enough?”

At that moment I think Lucas and I would have been willing to call it an evening and let him off the hook. That’s when Roseline reached out and stroked his erection. “Damn; you’re hard! Relax, Aiden. I think you’re going to love it. At least your dick thinks so.” Then she turned and grinned lewdly at us as she added, “Right, guys? Isn’t this exciting?”

Lucas and I didn’t say anything. But my cock was getting shamefully hard in my pants. I thought Lucas was starting to develop a bulge as well, although it looked like he was trying to hide it.

“Oh, c’mon!” she protested. “We all agreed! Now I want to see him hang! Don’t you want to see him hang, Karina?”

She was breathing hard, her eyes wide. I don’t think she knew what she wanted. “You want to see him hang, RIGHT, Karina?”

“R-right, Rosey.” I think she’d felt forced to say that.

Aiden looked at his girlfriend in growing alarm. Clearly he was frightened. His dick hadn’t shrunk in the slightest. If anything, it was rock hard.

“R-Rosey? Are you really going to g-go through with this?”

She grinned as though becoming maniacal. “I sure am, lover. I’ll admit ’m going to miss this” and she tugged on his erection. “But I’m going to love watching you hang even more!”

She turned her back on him and walked over to the lever. I stood there in stunned silence, my breathing heavy and labored. My dick shamefully strained in my pants.

Karina and Lucas both looked breathless. Karina’s nipples were poking through her blouse. I thought I saw her hand move down and rub her boyfriend’s crotch and the erection that was aching to be released.

“You see, Aiden?” Roseline motioned grandly. “They all want to see you hang! I’m so fucking excited right now! I can’t believe I’m going to hang my boyfriend! Any last words before I pull the lever and send you into oblivion?”

Aiden looked like he was on the verge of breaking down. I thought I saw cum start to ooze out of his dick. That’s when he stammered, “R-Rosey?? D-Don’t!”

“Close enough,” she grinned. And with that, she pulled the lever.

The flopping open of the trap made us all jump a little. But Aiden didn’t fall very far. The rope snugged him up tight as he began kicking and pedaling.

His cock suddenly started spurting. It looked like he had an amazing load to discharge. That’s when Roseline went nuts.

“Oh fuck! That is so fucking hot! C’mon, Carter! Fuck me! I’m so fucking horny right now, I could just burst! I’m going to cum anyway!”

She came down off the platform right to me. She frantically unzipped my fly, pulling out my shamefully hard erection. Then she began sucking on me as poor Aiden kicked and swung back and forth.

I heard another fly unzip. Karina was absent-mindedly opening her boyfriend’s fly as well. She grabbed his dick and stroked it as Aiden danced a jig while his erection oozed and bounced like crazy.

Roseline dropped down on all fours and flipped her skirt up while she faced her dying boyfriend. I was not surprised to discover she was wearing no panties. It occurred to me she’d planned on fucking Aiden somewhere in the building before our unfortunate game.

He looked at me in horror as he kicked and suffered while his girlfriend tried to pull me down to her. It was as though I was betraying him while he was dying. But what else could I do? Roseline wanted me… and he was going to be dead anyway.

I dropped to my knees, my erection shamefully exposed. “In the ass,” Roseline gasped. “Don’t put it in my cunt yet. Let’s wait until after he’s dead. Then it will be official. I’ll be free to become your girlfriend!”

I pushed into her ass and was not surprised how easily I went in. Aiden continued to kick and suffer, his erection bouncing like crazy. But I could tell by the look on his face he was horrified I was fucking his girlfriend’s ass.

Karina had finally dropped to her knees. She was sucking her boyfriend’s dick. I thought she was trying to avoid eye contact with Aiden. But she kept glancing at his dangling form as though utterly fascinated… and then shamed to the point of looking away.

Aiden struggled for three… five… seven minutes. His cock suddenly spurted upward as he winced in agony. Roseline cried out in orgasm as she begged me to continue fucking her ass.

I ended up pumping a load deep inside her. Lucas came in Karina’s mouth a few seconds later. It was shamefully erotic.

Aiden kicked for another three or four minutes until he finally settled down. Roseline excitedly got up and rushed to his naked form. That’s when she eagerly sucked his cock.

She got a little cream out of the tip. Then she came back over to me. She had me lie down on my back as she sat on my dick, this time impaling her cunt.

“He’s just about gone! I can’t stand it anymore! Fuck my cunt, Carter!”

She rode me like crazy. All the while she kept gasping, “Fuck – fuck – fuck!” I was more than a little embarrassed the way she and I were so turned on at the hanging of her boyfriend Aiden.

He finally settled down and dangled quietly. His cock eventually softened until his bladder gave way. He pissed himself, splattering the floor below him. Roseline loved it.

I just went with it. She wanted to fuck, and the shame of the experience made me so horny that I needed a release. I noticed Lucas and Karin engaging in the same thing.

The orgy finally settled down after another thirty minutes or so. By then Lucas was quite dead. He dangled quietly, his naked body rotating in place.

Roseline said we all should just leave him there. She said someone would eventually find him. Then she suggested we all get dressed and leave while we still could.

I was still having a hard time processing it all. I think Lucas was as well. We were down one friend, while I had suddenly gained one bat-shit, crazy-assed girlfriend. I couldn’t decide whether that was good news or bad.

2021 (written Jul 9 ’21 by riwa. Inspired by the picture included below.)

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The consequences of snooping 3 4.4 (27)

Posted on January 15, 2023 by riwa

Part 3

She grunted indignantly as she found herself looking down at the pool floor. Then the wicked Hispanic woman reappeared underneath her, grinning with cruel amusement. This time Salma wrapped her legs around her, grinding against her crotch as though she was riding her upside down.

The woman reached out to grope the bound housekeeper’s breasts again. Emma writhed and moaned, her eyes rolling. Then she felt Salma start to hump against her crotch. Gawd; the bitch was getting off torturing her!

Emma squirmed weakly, her nub getting mashed against that of the wicked hotel guest. It set her to trembling like mad as she moaned and burbled. At the same time, she felt those gentle heaves of warning originate in her stomach, only to move up into her chest.

Indignation quickly melted away as panic settled in. She began to writhe and wriggle, her lungs informing her of her growing need to breathe again. She looked at Salma in alarm, shaking her head to indicate she was running out of breath. But the bitch simply grinned back at her as though this was the best part of the torture.

Emma’s cheeks began to bulge as the woman roughly groped her tits. With wicked cruelty, Salma brought her hands up and “popped” those cheeks with a clap, resulting in a loss of bubbles. Emma’s eyes flew open in horror when the bitch then pushed hard into her stomach, forcing the rest of the air out of her lungs…

GAWD; SHE’S TRYING TO DROWN ME!

It slammed into her with a vengeance, a monster of an orgasm that enveloped her as though encompassing her within a large, warm blanket. Emma’s eyes rolled as she weakly thrashed about. Her hands flexed as her back arched a little.

She moaned weakly, shuddering from the pleasure that enveloped her. But as it faded, it was replaced with an overwhelming urge to inhale.

Emma bubbled weakly, noticing the look of great pleasure in Salma’s features. The bitch had watched her orgasm underwater. Now she was going to watch her drown!

Emma shuddered again, mere seconds from opening her lungs up to the killing pool water. Then she was flipped over onto her back, her lungs sucking down the air her body so desperately needed. Emma coughed and sputtered, moaning weakly as Salma surfaced to look at her. The woman was clearly enjoying herself.

“Why you horny little tart! You can climax anywhere, can’t you… even underwater! That is so fucking hot to watch! Why I nearly had an orgasm myself!”

“Please!” the exhausted little Asian gasped. “No more! Just get me out, ok?”

“Not until I’ve had my fun, you little thief! Just consider this the consequences of snooping through a hotel guest’s possessions, remember?”

With a flip of the body board, Emma was rolled back over again. She let out a cry, her mind screaming, “GAWD, NO! I CAN’T TAKE MUCH MORE OF THIS!” Then Salma was underwater with her.

This time the Hispanic woman floated up underneath her in a 69 position. Emma’s head was locked between the woman’s thighs. Instinctively she began mouthing and licking the bitch’s sexy bikini bottoms, sensing she had very little time. Besides, she was simply too tired to hold her breath for long.

She jerked in alarm when she felt Salma pull the bottom of her suit aside. Then she felt a mouth on her pussy. A couple of fingers thrust their way inside.

Her mind screamed… “GAWD; NO!” Then she was hit by a devastating climax.

Emma bucked and shuddered, her back arching as her feet cocked and curled. The tongue and fingers in her pussy were too much. She writhed about, the orgasm feeling as though it was never going to end.

She thought she heard a bubbly cry as the woman locked her head between her thighs and started humping her face hard. Gawd; the bitch was cumming! Worse, she was going to end up drowning her in the process!

Emma winced as the pleasure washing hotly through her body intensified. She tried to cry out, only to blow bubbles into the crotch of her sadistic torturer. Then she blacked out again…
–
When consciousness returned, Emma found herself floating at the surface. She was still strapped down to the body board. What’s more, she felt weak all over from breathlessness as well as a sexual numbness.

There was no immediate sign of the hotel guest whose room she’d violated. Emma looked all around with as much movement as the straps allowed. That’s when she caught sight of Salma sitting on the edge of the pool. She had a very satisfied look on her face.

“Well, you little thief. That was quite the performance. You’re quite the slut; did you know that?” Emma panted weakly, too tired to respond.

“I don’t know as I’ve ever enjoyed torturing someone as much as I’ve enjoyed torturing you,” the woman went on. “Watching you bubble and struggle like that? You really got my blood flowing, you sexy little bitch!”

She smiled wickedly at her. Emma felt another erotic jolt of tingles. Then Salma told her, “I’ll be leaving you now. I’ve got to be going first thing in the morning, and I need my sleep.”

Her eyes narrowed coldly at the Asian drifting around all strapped down to the body board. “I wouldn’t go snooping around in any more guest rooms if I were you.” Then she appeared to think it over.

“You know? I really think it doesn’t matter. I think a slut like you simply can’t help herself. You might wait what… a week or two before you go sneaking into your next room to snoop around? I’ll bet I’m right, aren’t I.”

Emma felt another jolt of alarm as Salma got back into the water and swam toward her. Surely this didn’t bode well. She had to do something fast.

“I won’t do it again; I promise. Just get me off this board, ok? I’ll never snoop around in another room again; I promise!”

“I don’t believe you, hun,” Salma said sadly while shaking her head. “I think it’s best if I take care of this right now, don’t you?”

She gripped the side of the body board, her eyes twinkling with murderous intent. “Consider this the ultimate consequences of snooping, you little thief.” Then she flipped the board right over.

Emma let out a cry of horror before she was submerged again. The petite little Asian grunted and burbled.

She looked all around in growing panic as a horrific jolt of erotic tingles hit her hard. There was no sign of the Hispanic woman. Had the bitch flipped her over and left her to drown??

Emma started to wriggle and squirm, struggling against the straps. She tugged and pulled, desperate to free her wrists so she could work her way out from underneath the board. But the straps remained steadfast. She could not wriggle free.

The seconds ticked by until she felt those warning heaves in her stomach. They soon migrated up into her chest, alerting her to her growing need for air. It seemed like she was really going to drown this time!

She caught sight of Salma swimming down along the floor of the pool beneath her. The woman turned on her back and looked up at her with a sadistic smile. Then to Emma’s horror, she reached inside her own bikini bottoms and started fingering herself…

Emma was horrified. Gawd; the bitch was going to make herself cum as she watched her drown!

She simply couldn’t believe it! Had her snooping finally led to her demise? What the hell was she thinking??

Emma received a tremendous dose of erotic tingles at the thought someone was going to get off watching her bubble her last. Her lungs began heaving more insistently. So she began bubbling and shaking her head, her eyes pleading for the woman to help her. In response, Salma fingered herself harder as she reclined on the bottom of the pool floor while looking up at her

GAWD; NO!

It hit her with a fury, a mammoth orgasm of devastating proportions. Emma’s eyes rolled as her body bucked and shuddered within the confines of the straps. Down below her, she thought she saw Salma bubbling from an orgasm of her own, the woman’s body writhing as she fingered herself like crazy…

GAWD – GAWD – GAWD! DON’T LET ME DROWN LIKE THIS, YOU BITCH! GET UP HERE AND HELP ME!

Emma experienced a very painful convulsion in her chest. Her lungs were on the verge of giving out. She shuddered hard before she passed out again, certain she would never reawaken…
–
Emma moaned softly as her eyes fluttered open. That’s when she heard a voice from somewhere in the pool room. She was able to turn her head enough to see the Hispanic woman drying herself off with a towel.

“Regain consciousness, did we?” Salma observed with a chuckle. “That last orgasm of yours must have been a monster. I came hard myself, you little slut. It was so very good.”

“Why… why am I still out here on this board?” Emma murmured weakly. “Please! Get me off this thing, ok?”

Salma shook her head. “No can do, you nosey little slut. This is what you get for snooping around in someone else’s room. So I’ve decided to leave you out there for someone else to find.”

Her words triggered yet another erotic jolt. “You CAN’T!” Emma blurted out in horror. “You just can’t LEAVE me like this?!”

“Oh, can’t I?” Salma asked curiously. “Would you rather the two of us go have a visit with your manager?”

Emma blinked in shock. Then she shook her head. Was she really stuck with this one?

What the hell was she thinking: going into the room of some hotel guest? Now she was really fucked!

“I didn’t think so,” Salma said with a dismissive wave of her hand. “Besides, I’m sure someone will come down and set you free… the night clerk perhaps?”

Emma’s heart was racing, her body tingling like crazy. “You… you can’t just do this to me! You can’t leave me like this?! What if… what if roll over?! What if I drown?”

“Then lie still and don’t roll over,” Salma replied as though she didn’t care either way. “It’s no longer my concern. You’re the one I caught red-handed snooping around in my room. Get out of it yourself, or wait for someone to come in and release you.”

“You can’t do this to me!”

“You did it to yourself, hun. Now don’t start wriggling around, ok? Otherwise you might end up upside down, bubbling your life away because you flipped yourself over like some stupid slut.”

Salma paused as she considered the possibilities. “Now that’s a rather delicious image, don’t you think? You flipping yourself over and drowning yourself?” She licked her lips, her eyes flashing.

“Get me out of here; please?? I’ll come to your room; I’ll be your slave! I’ll do anything you want! I’ll give you orgasms; you can tie me up… ANYTHING!”

“Oh, I’ve already had my fun,” Salma told her. “Now it’s bedtime for me. Personally, I’d like to stick around and find out what happens to you once the night clerk comes in and finds you in the pool. But I’m afraid I just don’t have the time.”

She waved a hand dismissively as she headed for the door. “See you around, you little hotel snoop… unless you’re stupid enough to drown yourself on that board.”

“NO – WAIT; DON’T GO!” Then she was gone, leaving Emma all alone in the pool, floating on her back strapped down to the body board.

“COME BACK, YOU BITCH! COME BACK! YOU FUCKING BITCH!” But the woman appeared to be out of earshot… either that or she simply didn’t care.

Emma felt another massive jolt of erotic tingles as she began to hyperventilate. Now she was really fucked! If the night clerk came in, who knows what he might do to her!

He might toy with her and then drown her. Or he might simply report her to her manager. She could end up fired… or much, much worse.

Instinctively, Emma started thrashing around against the straps that bound her to the board. She had to work one free. If she got an arm loose, perhaps she might be able to extricate herself. If not, she might find herself floating there all night long… or until someone came in and found her… or worse!

Emma began struggling with the straps, jerking hard with her arms. The body board began rolling from side to side, causing her to gasp in alarm. But she could feel the strap loosening. If only she could… SHIT!

The frightened housekeeper let out a cry as the board suddenly capsized on her, flipping her upside down. A moment later she found herself staring down at the pool floor, grunting and bubbling. Now she was really screwed!

She figured she only had about a minute or two of holding her breath while trying to get loose before her lungs gave out. Emma struggled like made, desperately fighting to pull free of the straps.

When that didn’t work, she tried rocking the body board side to side. But now all of her weight was underneath. It made it that much harder to roll herself back up to the surface. She’d REALLY fucked herself up good this time!

Emma thrashed about like crazy as it swelled inside her. Being in peril was an orgasmic addiction. This was no different. But if she climaxed again, she might be too weak to struggle against the straps, drowning herself for sure!

She anxiously jerked on the straps, grunting and bubbling. Her mind screamed for Salma to come back and free her. That’s when she felt those warning heaves settle in her chest. Time was running out.

She thrashed about, grunting and bubbling like crazy. The convulsions in her chest increased as she fought to wriggle free. This time it looked like she’d really gotten herself into it. That’s when she felt it swell within her…

GAWD, NO – HERE IT COMES!

Emma fought one last time, her body violently wriggling around. Then her lungs convulsed painfully. That’s when it slammed into her like a tsunami.

Emma shuddered hard, her eyes rolling as her hands flexed while her feet cocked and curled. This one went on and on, like wave after wave crashing against the shore. Then her lungs gave out.

She gurgled as she sucked water down her windpipe. Emma’s eyes instantly flew open in horror. That’s when her body began jerking and thrashing about.

Her orgasm intensified as her lungs heaved, pulling mouthful after mouthful of pool water down into her lungs. She jerked and gurgled as bubbles billowed out past her lips. She felt a chaotic mixture of pleasure and pain, as it felt like water was violating every fiber of her being.

She grunted and gurgled as her struggles lessened. She stared down at the pool floor in shock as her body gave up the fight and simply relaxed. Strangely, there was a feeling of indescribable pain mixed with unbelievable pleasure.

She tried to blink; tried to scream. But her muscles refused to function. Then her vision started to fade as her senses began to fail her.

The last thing she thought of was Salma’s remark about the consequences of snooping. If only she hadn’t gotten nosey and had gone into that room to snoop around. Then she faded away, hanging limp and lifeless under the body board, her lifeless eyes staring downward.
—–
She was found a couple hours later by the night clerk as he made his rounds…

2012; 2022 (written May 4 ’12; ed. Jan 8 ‘22 by riwa)

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Donna’s shore leave 4 4.3 (17)

Posted on January 10, 2023 by riwa

Donna’s body spasmed weakly, her head giving little twitches and jerks as she fought to regain consciousness. Then her vision began to return in a dizzying rush.

She lifted a hand to her head in an attempt to clear her mind. When she could see again, she discovered she was sitting on the ground, propped up with her back against a tree. A grinning Leiani was squatting in front of her, eyes sparkling mischievously.

“Gawd, baby; that was great fun! When you came, I came right along with you! But now I think it’s your turn to strangle me, ok? You’re the one having all the fun. I want some too!”

Donna was still feeling little orgasmic aftershocks. For a moment she felt an overwhelming urge to give in. It would be wonderful to forget about the Enterprise while spending the rest of her shore leave with her beloved Leiani.

The young woman’s presence on the planet defied all logic. But wouldn’t it be better just to accept it… make the best of a crazy situation? After all, who knew when they might see each other again?

Her worry for her shipmate quickly returned. Donna groggily got to her feet. She soon became determined to find the missing yeoman.

Leiani’s gleeful expression faded as she saw the seriousness return to her former lover’s features. “Awww, c’mon, baby! You’re still not worried about Janice, are you? I’m sure she’s all right!”

The look in Donna’s eyes said it all. No more playtime. Her shoulders sagged unhappily. “Awwww… we could’ve had such great fun, baby! You’re such a spoilsport; you know that?”

“Damnit, Leiani; what’s the MATTER with you? Don’t you understand? Those two creatures are still out there… and Janice is still missing! We’ve got to find her!”

Gawd! Why the hell wasn’t Leiani acting more serious about all this??

“I guess you’re right, baby” the oriental said, bowing her head and appearing properly chastised. Then she got an impish grin she couldn’t prevent from blossoming all over her face.

“Hey, baby; I’ve got a great idea! Once we find Janice, why don’t we hang her ourselves? We don’t need the ‘twins’ to do our dirty work for us! Gawd – wouldn’t that be hot, baby? You can strip her down and I’ll string her up; how about it? You can even lick her sweet pussy just before we push her off into space! Whadaya say?”

“LEIANI??”

Donna was horrified her former friend and lover would even think such a thing! But a moment later she felt a quiver of arousal over the terribly erotic images the young woman was painting with her words. They were images that were once more causing wetness problems down below.

Damn! She needed a change of undergarments more than ever.

“Leiani??” she gasped in horror. “We can’t do that!”

“Awww, c’mon!” the Asian woman whined. “I wanna have some fun!”

“You’re killing me here!” Donna sputtered in frustration. “Look. We’re going to go find Janice. Then we’re going to get the hell out of these woods, ok? That’s all there is to it! And no, we’re not going to hang Janice once we track her down; you got that?? Damnit, baby; this is no time for fun and games!”

Leiani put up a protest. “No time for fun and games?? Isn’t that why you brought me here in the first place?”

“Brought you here?” Donna repeated in confusion. “I didn’t bring you here! Hell I didn’t even know you WERE here! I was just going for a swim when I heard Janice up in that clearing. And speaking of Janice…”

“I know – I know,” Leiani sighed, rolling her eyes in frustration. “You wanna make sure she’s all right. Believe me, baby; she’s fine.”

“How do YOU know?” Donna demanded, hands on her hips as she eyed the young woman suspiciously. Leiani just gave her a grin of amusement.

‘Gawd – she can be so INFURIATING at times!’ the yeoman thought wearily. But then again, her former lover was so damned sexy whenever she was being playful! Gawd; how she missed that… that and all their breath-play games!

“Stick with me this time; ok?” Donna instructed. “We’re gonna find Janice. Then we’re gonna get the hell out of these woods; all right?”

“But where will we play if we can’t hide in the woods?”

“Gawd, baby; you can be so annoying!” Donna gasped in exasperation. “Now let’s go back to that ‘hanging tree’ in that clearing back there. We’ll start our search from there; ok? That’s where you and I saw her last; right? Maybe we can pick up her trail from there.”

“Anything you say, baby,” the Asian sighed with disappointment. “Although I STILL think it would be hot if the two of us found her and hung her ourselves, especially if we hung her naked. Couldn’t you at least give it a little thought, baby? If you don’t wanna hang her, I’ll be more’n happy to do it for you. That way you can watch and enjoy yourself while she dances for you.” The oriental woman giggled as her eyes twinkled mischievously.

“I give up!” Donna gasped in exasperation as she threw up her hands in disgust. “Leiani, you’re HOPELESS!”

Her undergarments were thoroughly soaked from a constant barrage of arousing thoughts and images. Donna was so damned close to taking them off altogether.

She just couldn’t get her former lover to stop talking. It kept putting deliciously evil thoughts in her head. She figured at this rate she was going to continue dripping from a never-ending arousal, one that would shamefully end up slithering sensuous tendrils running unhindered down her legs. Gawd – she was a mess down below!

Donna turned in exasperation before heading down the slope through the trees. She was going back in the general direction of the path she’d been taking earlier. When she glanced back, at least she saw a disappointed Leiani following her.

She carefully picked her way downward through the trees and shrubs. Donna shook her head, muttering to herself. This was a crazy planet she was spending her precious shore leave on, with wood nymphs and hangings and a former lover who didn’t seem to understand the seriousness of the situation they were in.

She was so distracted, so utterly frustrated, that she never even saw it. She heard a loud SNAP. By then it was too late… “AAUUGGHH!”

Donna cried out in surprise as something grabbed her ankle. She was pulled up into the air, her other leg bending at the knee. She flipped over and came to a bouncy halt, hanging upside down as her body swung back and forth like a pendulum.

Her tricorder and communicator tumbled out of their pouches from the belt around her waist. The skirt to her Starfleet issue outfit flopped over her waist, shamelessly exposing her soaked undergarments.

Looking up, she caught sight of the vine that encircled her ankle. It stretched up to the limb of the guilty sapling hanging directly above her.

DAMN! She’d stepped into some stupid snare!

Donna heard giggling. That figured! She now had a good idea who the guilty party was.

“Did YOU do this?” she snapped in exasperation, giving her former friend and lover the evil eye as Leiani walked up to her.

Her eyes flashed angrily as the oriental woman giggled uncontrollably. “Gawd no, baby. But I sure wish I’d have thought of it.”

Her lover lost it, erupting into uproarious laughter. “It’s NOT FUNNY, Leiani!” Donna protested as she glared at her.

The Asian woman doubled over, laughing hysterically… “OH HAWHAWHAWHAW… OH, YES IT IS, BABY! YOU SURE STEPPED IN IT THAT TIME! OH HOHOHOHOHO!”

Donna’s face flushed red with embarrassment. “Very FUNNY, Leiani!” she retorted, her eyes rolling with disgust.

She squirmed around uncomfortably as she twisted and turned while swaying back and forth. She could feel the blood rushing to her head. “You wanna get me down from here?”

Leiani’s laughter died off. She wiped the tears out of her eyes from the pure hilarity of the situation. Then she looked at her former lover as though noticing an opportunity that had just presented itself.

She suddenly licked her lips. Donna saw the woman’s eyes flash menacingly. ‘Oh, gawd; she isn’t thinking about doing that again, is she??’

The yeoman started trembling as she tried to take command of the situation. “Get me DOWN from here!” she ordered. But the look on Leiani’s face told her the young woman wasn’t taking any orders at the moment.

“Leiani? No; you wouldn’t!” But Leiani’s face had taken on a look of wicked glee.

Her former lover approached her, hands automatically coming upward in preparation for their breathless mischief-making as fingers flexed menacingly. Donna inhaled sharply as a jolt of fearful excitement raced through her body. Sexual excitement lodged in that familiar location between her thighs, setting her to trembling like mad again.

“Baby, wait! Please don’t do this! There isn’t time!”

“I can’t help myself, baby,” Leiani replied with a naughty giggle.

“Yes, you can!” Donna cried out desperately. Then she really fought against the snare she dangled from, wriggling and squirming while thinking, ‘Not now… GAWD, not NOW?!’

“But it’s just sticking out there, baby… begging me to squeeze it!”

“Leiani?? Don’t you DARE!”

“I’m sorry, baby, but this is just too good to pass up.”

“NOOOO!”

Leiani eagerly reached out toward her neck again. “Gawd, baby; this is perfect!” she breathed excitedly, her fingers reaching out and tracing paths along Donna’s Venus rings.

The yeoman trembled as her breath caught in her throat. She tried to protest, but the words wouldn’t come.

She attempted to fight off the delicious sensations as Leiani’s fingers seductively traced little paths of fire across her skin. Once more she found herself involuntarily tipping her head back. She could not seem to resist exposing her neck to her lover’s touch.

Her mind screamed at her, telling her not to give in to the erotic feelings that were being generated. They just didn’t have the TIME for this! But her body betrayed her yet again.

A moan slipped out past her lips as her lover gently caressed her quivering throat. Leiani giggled as she gently wrapped her fingers around Donna’s slender neck. Then she placed her thumbs in line with where the rings ran parallel around her throat.

“You loved this; don’t you, baby?” she cooed seductively. “I know you do. So just relax and enjoy yourself; ok? We ALWAYS have time for you, my love.”

Donna began to gawk and gurgle. She started squirming with that uncontrollable desire to be left breathless again as flames of desire licked at her crotch. Then she remembered Janice and their need to find her.

She tried her best to fight off her cravings. Her hands instinctively came up to Leiani’s wrists in an attempt to pry them off. She even brought her head up in an attempt to deny easy access to her neck. But her lover wasn’t buying it, not for one second…

“Oh, NO you don’t!” Leiani giggled. “Don’t try to resist me now, baby. I know you want this. You know you want it too.”

Thumbs gently applied even more pressure. Donna rasped, “Stop……. no…… Janice……. GLURK!” But Leiani’s talented hands, especially those devilish thumbs of hers, were once more sending jolts of electrified pleasure from her neck to her pussy.

Donna squirmed in one last half-hearted attempt to struggle free. But it was useless, and she knew it.

A moment later she gave up in resignation. Her hands fell away as her worries over poor Janice were squeezed out of her by that delicious pressure around her throat. She just couldn’t stop herself from tipping her head back once more, exposing her neck as an offering to her lover.

Her thoughts were swirling, thoughts she could not control… thoughts that came as a result of many previous breath-play sessions in the past… “Go ahead, baby… you know I can’t resist you… throttle the life out of me, baby… leave me breathless…”

Leiani just giggled at her, knowing her all too well. She squeezed a little harder.

…and then Donna saw them coming toward them, stealthily approaching her sadistic lover from behind…

Leiani was oblivious to everything around her save her beautiful lover and the neck she was enjoying squeezing so very much. “Here it comes, baby!” she whispered with sadistic glee. A moment later she pressed her thumbs in firmly.

Donna’s mouth flew open as her eyes opened wide in alarm. She tried to warn her lover. But nothing came out of her mouth other than a raspy gurgle.

Her hands flew up again, grabbing onto Leiani’s wrists once more. She began squirming like mad in a frantic effort to pull them away so she could get her breath back and warn her. NOOOO! BABY, LOOK OUT……. BEHIND YOU……….

“You gonna fight me on this one?” Leiani gasped with delight. “Ooooh, yeah! Gawd, baby; I love it when you struggle! Fight me, baby!”

Donna could not get the words in her head to spill out past her lips… STOP IT, DAMN YOU! LOOK OUT; THEY’RE RIGHT BEHIND YOU! I’M NOT FIGHTING – I’M TRYING TO WARN…

“URK!”

Donna bucked and struggled, her body jerking around in the snare that clung to her ankle. Her eyes felt like they were starting to bug out from their sockets. Her tongue slowly wormed its way out past her parted lips as flashing red lights appeared in her field of vision.

Her chest heaved as her lungs screamed for another breath. Leiani just giggled at her with a “Yeah, baby; give it up for me!” She remained totally oblivious to the danger behind her.

“Cum for me, baby!” the oriental woman demanded. “Gimme one more, baby. Then maybe we’ll go after Janice – AWK!”

Donna shuddered hard from another devastating orgasm. Her vision dimmed as her body spasmed in the snare. A moment later she swung freely, her neck no longer in the grasp of her beloved Leiani.

She gasped madly for breath as her vision struggled to return. That’s when she caught sight of Leiani being dragged backward by one of the “twins” as the oriental woman had once referred to them by.

She saw her being pulled backward by an arm around her neck, an arm that was choking her. The young woman’s eyes were open wide in astonishment. Her hands reached out toward her in a “Help me, Donna – something’s got me!” gesture as she gasped and gurgled for breath.

NOOOOO! LET HER GOOOOOO!

Donna coughed and gurgled as her airway opened back up, her body still tingling from those damned aftershocks. She gasped as she instinctively reached out for her Leiani who was now much too far away. But as the one wood nymph dragged off her former friend and lover, the other one looked at her and started approaching her curiously.

Oh gawd…

2008; 2021 (written for Donna May 9 ’08; ed. Nov 2 ’21 by riwa)

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Shelly in Cancun 4 3.5 (26)

Posted on January 5, 2023 by riwa

Andria’s laughter rings in my ears. I can feel the anger rise within me. “DAMN YOU, ANDRIA – YOU NEARLY SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME!”

“No, I just ATE the shit out of you, ‘Shel’! Feel better now, babe? You feeling not so horny now?”

“No. Now I feel like dispensing some revenge!”

“Oh, SHIT!” she gasps. A moment later she inhales sharply. Then she jack-knifes back down, her ass briefly caressing the surface of the water.

I inhale deeply as I go after her. She heads downward toward the reef. This time she’s not going to be able to hide from me like last time. Besides, the bubbles marking her trail as she descends make it easy to follow her down.

Chapter 4 – The Wreck

She turns and sees me hot on her tail. It sets her to finning even harder, suspecting I’m going to be none too gentle when I catch up to her. It’s amazing how fast she moves underwater with those dive fins on her feet.

She leads me on a merry chase along the side of the reef. Formations stick out in an attempt to snag us as we fin by, the structures towering off to our right. But we swerve away and then back toward them, careful not to get to close and cut ourselves.

I suspect she’s looking for another place to hide. But this time I’m not losing sight of her.

I see a burst of air in front of me. Andria abruptly shoots up to the surface, obviously in need of another breath of air. I inwardly curse my inability to catch up to her in time to intercept her.

I shoot up after her, desperately trying to close the distance. I’m still a bit weak from my orgasm. I pop up a few feet away from her, gasping for breath as I tread water.

I menacingly gasp, “You can run… but you can’t hide.”

“OHMYGAWD, ‘SHEL’!” she blurts out, pointing behind me. “LOOK HOW FAR AWAY WE ARE FROM THE BOAT!”

I turn to look, noticing we’ve put some distance between us and Jake. Then I hear her inhale behind me. There’s a splash, and I turn just in time to see those damn fins of her disappear under the surface.

Shit! The bitch distracted me. Now she’s REALLY gonna get it!

I inhale sharply and dive right after her. To my dismay she heads further away from the boat. Andria angles down toward the sandy bottom near the edge of the reef.

Maybe she’s afraid I’ll cut her off before she can circle back. Obviously she doesn’t want me to catch her. I find myself hoping we won’t be too tired to keep ourselves afloat after exerting all this energy.

I fin down after her, keeping a close eye on her so she can’t dart into some crevasse in the reef. I don’t want her hiding in there. Otherwise she might try to pounce on me as I fin by while looking for her.

She’s close to the bottom near the reef when she suddenly stops and turns toward me. Her arms are outstretched as though trying to push me away. Her head shakes back and forth.

I grin as I zero in on her, finning even harder to catch her. That’s when she realizes her mistake. Surrendering will not stop me from inflicting my own brand of punishment.

Gurgling in alarm, she turns to flee. But I’m moving much too fast. She doesn’t get more than a few yards before I snag her fin and pull her toward me.

Andria burbles in alarm as I reel her in. I roll her over and force her legs apart so I can move in between them. She shakes her head “NOOO!”, but she’s not struggling enough to stop me. I suspect she wants it more than she wants to let on.

I move in, pulling her thong aside and burying my face in her snatch. Her hands try to push my head away. I simply reach around her thighs, grab her wrists and pull them down to her sides out of the way, effectively immobilizing her and leaving her helpless.

I can hold onto something or someone when I’ve a mind to. Andria should know that. She burbles and squirms in my grasp, but it’s much too late.

I bury my tongue in her wet pussy. She gurgles and moans, weakly trying to wriggle out of my grasp. I hear her grunt, causing my eyes to roam up her body enough to see her chest start to spasm.

It fuels my cruelty as I tongue her pussy even harder. I lick her for all I’m worth, hungrily sucking her juices into my mouth. Who cares if her lungs are on fire! She’s got this coming.

Andria shakes her head, squirming and wriggling in an effort to get free. I can tell she wants to surface. It makes me purse my lips together and blow bubbles into her pussy.

She shudders with a bubbly cry as I plunge my tongue back into her hole. A moment later she can’t hold it back. Her thighs instinctively tighten around me, locking my head in place.

Her back arches as she screams her air away. I cruelly tongue her for all I’m worth. Her body bucks and squirms in an effort to be released.

My own pussy’s wet from what I’m doing to her. But I know she doesn’t have enough air within her to stay down long enough to make me cum. She barely has enough left within her as it is!

Andria suddenly goes limp. Instead of letting her go, I hang on and keep tonguing her. She grunts as she weakly squirms, shaking her head as her eyes plead with me to let her go.

I look at her through my dive mask, my eyes twinkling evilly. I shake my head “NO”, my hands grasped firmly onto her wrists. She frantically squirms and wriggles.

I begin to slowly fin us upward, using her as a rudder. If I’m going to push her to the brink, I’d better have the two of us close to the surface when she goes off. A moment later I bury my tongue in her hole again, using it to fuck her for all I’m worth.

Andria hitches, arching her back as her body violently shudders. A small flurry of bubbles spew out of her mouth. That tells me she has virtually no air left inside her.

I continue to tongue her as I fin us upward with greater urgency. Air fizzes out through my dive mask. Then I release her as I shove her upward.

Her body instinctively fins her the remaining few feet. Her head bursts up out of the water. I hear a loud gasp for breath as I right surface next to her.

I inhale deeply, not realizing until that very moment how out of breath I was. I move next to her and help support her. She coughs and sputters, struggling to get her breath back until she can tread water on her own.

“Damn you, ‘Shel’! You nearly….. DROWNED my ass down there! I thought we were… supposed to drown… YOUR ass!”

She pauses for a moment. Then she shamefully lowers her head as she confesses, “Felt damn good though.”

“That’ll teach you for scaring the shit out of me. You deserved everything you got.”

I notice something on the bottom of the ocean that gets my attention. Andria doesn’t see it as she vows revenge. “I’m gonna GET you for that, ‘Shel’ – Hey; Jake’s coming.”

She points over my shoulder. I hear the sound of the motor behind me. But my eyes are riveted on something large lying on the seabed.

I grab her shoulder as I point down. “Hey, Andria? What’s that?”

“What’s what?”

She turns to look as I point downward. It looks like the wreckage of some sort of boat, just beyond the reef we were playing around. It wasn’t visible until we swam to where we’re now treading water.

It’s much too big to be a pleasure craft. But it’s too small to be one of those large freighters. That’s when I hear the motor cut out from the boat that’s coming up on us…

“HEY, YOU TWO! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING SO FAR FROM THE BOAT?”

I turn to see the sailboat’s not much more than a few yards away as it slowly drifts on by. Jake must’ve pulled up anchor and motored toward us when he saw us out this far. It embarrasses me we got so far away from him. At least he was paying attention.

“She CHASED me, honey!” I hear Andria’s half-hearted protest from somewhere behind me. So I turn to look at her.

I can tell she’s not angry. Instead there’s a gleam of excitement in her eyes. Her energy is starting to return from the discovery we’ve just made.

“Guess what, Jake? We just found a shipwreck! It’s right down there!”

Andria points down into the water. Jake smiles back at her. “That’s great, babe!” he calls back, standing on the bow as he leans over the rail. “I can see it from here! Want me to drop anchor so you two can go exploring?”

“That’d be great!”

Andria turns toward me, treading water much more confidently now. “Let’s go aboard for a couple of minutes; ok, ‘Shel’? I could use a little snack and something to drink. I’m almost out of energy. And besides,” she says, grinning at me, “You kinda took it out of me. Don’t you think I need to get my ‘fluids’ back?”

I smile back at her, nodding approvingly. I’m just as excited over our find. Her eyes twinkle mischievously. Then she hollers back at Jake, telling him we’re coming aboard for a few minutes.
—–
It doesn’t take long until we’re back in the water after a lite meal, finning downward toward the wreck. Somehow we must have missed it when we first pulled up to the reef. It was only when I chased Andria over here that we rounded a section of the coral enough to have it come into view.

I’m not sure if the captain was trying to beach it on top of the reef in the hopes of keeping it afloat or what. But apparently they didn’t make it. It lies a couple hundred yards away from the many colorful coral formations.

We fin our way down and make a pass over the top of it. It’s about 50 or 60 feet long, with what looks like a pilot house near the bow. There’s a flat section in the middle that makes me wonder if there are a couple of cargo holds below us waiting to be explored.

Near the stern is another small structure. I can only wonder if it houses the engine room. The wreck lies in the sand at an angle to port, the bow pointing toward the reef as though it was desperate to ground itself upon it.

We both fin ourselves back up to refill our lungs, gasping quietly. There’s a certain reverence to the vessel down below that makes talking feel, well… disrespectful somehow. Neither one of us knows if anyone sank with it and died. Nor are we eager to find any skeletons lying around.

It looks like it’s been here for a while, several months at least. I’m hopeful we won’t come across anything disturbing. We quietly discuss the idea of swimming all the way around it, wondering if we can make it on one breath.

Deciding to take a stab at it, we fill our lungs and head down. Andria and I are eager to take a look at it from the sea floor. We arrive at the bow and slowly fin our way along the starboard side.

It’s not nearly as large as I first thought, maybe a couple of stories high at the most. But it’s still a wreck underwater, still something worth exploring. There are a couple of portholes higher up that appear to indicate the presence of a couple of cargo holds.

Peering in doesn’t reveal too much. So we swim on toward the stern. The props are imbedded in the sand; there’s not much to see there either.

We cross over and head back along the port side. That’s where we see two large cracks in the side. They zigzag toward the bottom and disappear into the silt, telling us why the ship probably went down.

We find a few more portholes, as though there might be cabins or a passageway running along this side of the vessel. Both of us swim on without peering inside. We’re starting to run low on air.

We fin toward the bow on the port side. My lungs tell me it’ll be time to head back up soon. I find myself wondering if there might be a couple of flashlights on board the sailboat for us to use.

Jake didn’t produce any before we stepped off into the water. It makes me wonder if he forgot to look. Maybe there aren’t any on board.

I’m beginning to suspect there are no lights to use stored away on the sailboat. So we’re going to have to be careful if we do a little exploring. I figure we’ll just use the sunlight streaming down into the water.

We reach the bow and begin our ascent. Both of us are proud we made it all the way around on one breath. Then Andria pauses to point off toward the general direction of where we were before we came over to the wreck.

I look up toward the surface in the direction she’s pointing. That’s when I see it, barely peeking out around the edge of the reef. It’s a small cabin cruiser.

It looks like some sort of pleasure craft resting up at the surface. We’re probably going to have company for a while. That means we won’t have the reef all to ourselves anymore. Perhaps they’ll come over to dive the wreck we found.

I nod at her in acknowledgement as I point at it… “Yes, I see it too.” It must have arrived a few minutes ago. Maybe it got here while we were heading down for our first dive on the wreck.

Andria shakes her head as bubbles fizz out of her dive mask. She takes my arm and points it underwater as if to say, “No; look over there!” I see a couple of objects coming toward us, shafts of bubbles drifting up from what looks like scuba gear.

I was right. They see our wreck. Maybe they already knew it was here.

I nod at Andria, acknowledging that I see them. Empty lungs send us upward. We fin up to the surface and come up for air a short distance from the sailboat.

We gasp for breath as we tread water. “Damn!” Andria says, the disappointment obvious in her features. Her shoulders are slumped in defeat, her enthusiasm gone as she wines, “Looks like we’ve got company.”

I look down into the water at the wreck. Who are our new guests? I hesitantly ask, “I don’t suppose we could, uh… share, could we?”

Maybe it won’t be so bad. The sunken vessel looks big enough. I suppose the four of us can dive the wreck without getting in each other’s way.

I look over at the new craft. It’s barely visible from around the edge of the reef. It looks like it might be close to that buoy we were anchored near earlier, a nice looking cabin cruiser.

I can see the dive flag up on the stern of the craft. Two divers are headed our way. Is anyone else on board?

“Hey!” Andria offers cheerfully. “If those are guys down there, maybe we can, uh…” She trails off when she sees my stern look, my head shaking “No.”

“You’re probably right,” she says quietly. “I shouldn’t do that to Jake. But you’re certainly free to go down and take a crack at it, ‘Shel’! You could go down and get to know…”

“I’m not going down without you! We came together and I’d like us to stay together. Maybe we should wait until they leave.”

“What if they don’t leave right away?” Andria asks, disappointment in her voice. “What if they hang around all day?”

“Then we’ll just go back over to the reef. We can always do something else, right? The reef is still pretty amazing to look at, even from over here. I’m really enjoying being out here, Andria. I suppose we shouldn’t be surprised if more people come to this particular spot and want to dive the…”

“Shelly; look.” Then she points down into the water. “They’re right over the bow.”

“I know; I see ’em.”

I sigh, glancing down and spotting them hovering just above the bow of the sunken vessel. A solitary exploration of the wreck was probably too much to hope for. Then I glance over at our boat.

“There probably aren’t any flashlights on board anyway. I doubt we could have gone too deep inside without it being pitch-”

Andria cries out as she grabs my arm. “Shelly; look! I think they’re chicks!”

There’s excitement in her voice again. It’s an excitement that wasn’t there a moment ago. She was probably feeling like I was, that our exploration of the wreck would have to wait.

“Look, ‘Shel’; are they waving at us?? Do you think they want us to come back down??”

“Do they?”

I stick my face into the water and look down. The two of them look to be wearing bikinis. And they certainly look like they’re waving at us. Are they motioning for us to come down and join them??

“Who are they?” I wonder aloud after lifting my head back up.

Andria’s expression is hopeful. “What does it matter, ‘Shel’? They’ve got air! Let’s go down and have a look, ok? What’s the worst that could happen?”

Her excitement has returned. It’s getting the best of her like it always does. She’s so optimistic.

I peer down at them again. They seem harmless enough. And they do seem to be waving us down. Still…

Andria quickly becomes impatient as she waves at me. “You coming, ‘Shel’? C’mon, girlfriend; let’s go get acquainted!”

“Ok – ok, I’m coming!”

I fill my lungs, figuring why the hell not? It might be fun after all. Besides, you never know until you try.

Together the two of us jack-knife downward. We fin our way toward the two female scuba divers. They hover just above the bow of the wreck as though waiting for us.

2007; 2020 (written Jul 7 ’07; ed. Aug 4 ’20 by riwa)

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