Bambi was happy not to see any other vehicles around. It was a secluded area but the locals knew about it and often hung out there. She parked and then got out, taking a cooler and towel with her as she headed down to the sandy beach.

Bambi couldn’t swim. But she loved standing in the water, especially the way the incoming tide lifted her up and down. It was a turn-on the way the water flowed through her crotch. She sometimes masturbated right there in water up to her chest just a few safe yards from shore.

She laid out her towel on the sand and then placed her cooler upon it. It was a hot day and she was looking forward to getting wet and cooling off! She didn’t plan on doing much more than wading out, getting wet and perhaps getting off.

She quickly undressed down to her skimpy pink bikini. It was her favorite and she especially loved the way it rubbed her crotch and got her horny. If no one showed up she was even considering taking her bottoms off and rubbing one out!

She trotted down to the water’s edge in her bare feet and began to wade out. The water climbed her calves from the surf and then quickly rose up her legs as she waded farther out. It felt refreshing and she found herself looking forward to her time in the water.

It reached her crotch and she gasped with delight. She felt hot between her legs and she waded farther out with growing excitement. Bambi thought that perhaps she might even orgasm two or three times before she waded back in and then lay out on her towel to sun herself.

She didn’t see the guy in green swim trunks discreetly watching her from behind the nearby dune. He was admiring the young woman’s form from afar – her large breasts and bountiful ass. She reminded him of the stereotypical blonde – stacked and loaded for bear. The only question he had now was whether or not she was dumb as a post.

Bambi waded into water up to her breasts. As the surf came in it lifted her up off her feet and then deposited her back down upon the sandy bottom. She loved the way the tide made her bob up and down… so long as she could feel solid footing underneath her.

It wasn’t long until she couldn’t help herself anymore. Bambi reached down and began rubbing her crotch through her bottoms. It felt wonderful… a potential release she’d been aching for over the past several days. This section of beach was definitely her favorite when it came to wading out and masturbating!

She bobbed up and down, the surf lifting her up until she was neck deep before setting her back down. She rubbed herself harder, toying with the idea of removing her bottoms for a quickie. She had no idea she was being watched, nor did she have any inkling that the guy observing her was becoming aroused at the thought of seeing her up close and personal.

The next wave lifted her up and she gasped with delight. Then it set her back down… only to have her go completely under with a surprised burble! Her feet flailed for solid footing that wasn’t there!

She kicked herself up and looked all around in surprise. Then another wave lifted her up, only to drop her back down as it passed her by. Bambi went under again, her feet fluttering in vain!

Instinctively she pulled with her arms, kicking herself up with her feet. She came up waving her arms and sputtering, only to have the next wave drop her back down below the surface. She burbled as she struggled to pop back up to the surface.

She gasped in alarm, flailing with her arms. Somehow the tide had picked her up and had carried her too far out! Then another wave lifted her up, only to cruelly push her back down below the surface.

This time she panicked and she kicked herself up, coughing and sputtering. “HELP!” she screamed, frantically waving her arms. “I CAN’T SWIM! SOMEBODY HELP MEE!!” Choosing a secluded beach was now proving to have its drawbacks!!

The next wave sadistically pushed her back under and she burbled as she went down again. She waved at the surface, kicking wildly until her head popped back up. “HELP!! SOMEBODY HELP ME!!” Then she swallowed water as she went back under.

The young man behind the dune heard her cries and was unable to believe his good fortune! Perhaps becoming her knight in shining armor might earn him a fuck on the beach! Instinctively he rushed out from his hiding place.

Bambi cried out again in a flurry of bubbles, waving her arms as she tried to resurface. The tide kept lifting her up and then letting go of her! She was getting exhausted and with no solid footing underneath her she sensed she was getting farther away from shore!

She came up flailing and screamed again. That’s when she saw the young man rushing toward the edge of the water in her direction. Someone else was here; she couldn’t believe it!!

“HELP ME!” she cried out, trying to wave desperately at him. “I CAN’T SW-GURBLRUBLE!” Back down she went, bubbling and gurgling.

She weakly kicked back up again, sputtering frantically as her head burst up out of the water. She could see him swimming toward her and she tried to reach out for him. Then the next wave lifted her up before dropping her again and she went under in a flurry of bubbles, her arms flailing wildly.

So tired; she was getting so tired. Then an arm wrapped around her, lifting her up to the surface. She was brought up to the surface coughing and gasping for breath.

“I’ve got you,” he told her as he held her up, keeping her head out of water. “Relax; I’ve got you!”

“Just get me to shore!” she gasped “I’m too far out and I can’t swim!”

“You should be more careful,” he told her. Then he couldn’t help himself. “Tell you what. I’ll take you back to shore if you’ll have sex with me.”

“What? You’re crazy!”

“Ok, you dumb broad!” he responded. “It’s your choice.” Then he let her go.

Bambi slipped under the surface in a flurry of bubbles. But now he had decided this was his big chance to see her underwater. So he took a deep breath and submerged.

He saw her waving with her arms, struggling to get up to the surface. He helped give her a little push and she managed to pop up for a breath. But it was short-lived and she slipped back under to rejoin him, waving her arms in a futile effort.

Bambi was terrified. This bastard wasn’t doing a thing to get her back to shore! What’s more, her fear was heightening her arousal and she was afraid she was going to orgasm right in front of him at any moment!

He reached out to her and for a moment she relaxed, hoping he was going to help her to the surface. Instead he grinned as he grabbed onto her bikini top and pulled it off her body. Her large white breasts came free in stark contrast to the rest of her tanned body, her round orbs gently bouncing as she waved exhaustedly at the surface.

He gave her a push upward and again she popped up, gasping for breath. But by now she was too weak to cry out anymore. She slipped back under, burbling as she went down. That’s when he reached out and grabbed one of her breasts, giving it an appreciative squeeze. Bambi was so horrified that she orgasmed right then and there!

A hot wave of pleasure washed through her body, stealing away much of her energy reserves. She tried waving up at the surface with her arms but she just couldn’t get there on her own anymore! Then he grabbed her by the waist and hauled her up.

They both popped up, panting quietly for breath. She frantically wrapped her arms around his neck, trying to hold on. Her chest was tight against his and she could feel his bodily warmth. Then he stopped trying to keep them both up at the surface and they went down together in a flurry of bubbles.

For a moment she held on as though maybe he might rise back up to the surface, taking her with him. But as they went deeper she let go and began waving wildly up at the surface, bubbling weakly. That’s when he reached up and pulled her bottoms down off her legs, revealing her cleanly shaved pussy.

Bambi couldn’t believe it! This bastard was undressing her… virtually molesting her! Why the hell wasn’t he taking her back to shore??!!

He grabbed her legs and pushed her up toward the surface again. She popped up and gasped for breath before she slipped right back under. She kicked feebly, her arms waving up at the surface. Then he reached out for her, wrapping an arm around her and carrying her up to the surface.

She popped up again and panted weakly, too exhausted to struggle anymore. That’s when it occurred to him she might be too proud to give in and fuck him once he got her back to shore. But that didn’t mean he couldn’t enjoy watching her out here. Besides, it was her own damn fault for getting too far away from shore! Maybe it would be better if he aborted her rescue and watched as she “accidentally drowned”.

He smiled at her and then let her go. Her eyes got big before she slipped under the surface with a burble. Then he reached down and shed his trunks before going down after her.

He watched as she waved up at the surface, bubbles slipping out past her parted lips. His cock was hard and he couldn’t help stroking himself as he watched her. Her pink pussy winked at him as she feebly tried to kick, her legs spreading obscenely to give him quite an unobstructed view!

For Bambi it was pure agony; she couldn’t catch her breath! He kept taking her up to the surface only to let her go after a handful of pitiful breaths! It was torture of the worst kind! And the bastard had stripped off her bikini and was now naked and gawking at her!!

She felt his hands run up and down her legs and she shuddered with fear and arousal. Her lungs were on fire; she couldn’t keep this up much longer! Then he grabbed her legs and gave her a heave upward. Bambi popped up at the surface, gasped for breath and then slipped back under.

He reached out and groped her breasts before reaching down to touch her pussy. Bambi shuddered helplessly, too exhausted to resist. She no longer kicked with her legs nor waved up at the surface. She simply didn’t have the strength anymore and she looked at him tiredly, resigned to whatever he was going to do to her.

He wrapped an arm around her and carried her back up. Her head came up and she panted quietly for breath, noticing how far away they were from shore. She knew she wasn’t getting back on her own! And now she had a very bad feeling about her would-be rescuer!

She felt his hard cock between her legs as he held her head up out of water. Then he grinned at her. A moment later he simply let go and she slipped under the surface, too tired to struggle or even care anymore.

He took a deep breath and then slipped under with her, having just made a fateful decision. It was far better to watch her out here as she accidentally drowned than it was to haul her back to shore and risk getting accused of molesting her! Besides there were a lot of stupid, foolish people who swam out too far out from shore and ended up drowning themselves. This stupid bitch would simply become just another statistic!!

He went down and jerked his cock as he admired her nude form. She looked numbly at him as she drifted there, too tired to struggle as bubbles slipped out of her mouth. Then she simply couldn’t hold her breath anymore and her lungs gave out.

She coughed a mouthful of bubbles and then jerked in convulsion. Her body spasmed weakly as stray bubbles were forced out of her lungs. He watched in awe as her breasts bounced up and down and he couldn’t help furiously stroking himself. Then his cock exploded and he aimed it right at her.

Bambi saw his cum spurt in the water. She shuddered again in orgasm as minor convulsions shook her naked body. Her chest heaved gently as she inhaled water into her lungs. Then all muscle functions ceased and she quietly drifted there right in front of him, staring tiredly with her mouth open as her arms hung upward in a futile attempt to reach the surface.

He reached out and caressed her breasts once more, admiring how warm and round they were. Then he fingered her pussy, noticing how slickened it had become. She must have had a little orgasm as she drowned! At least she had gotten off on it!

He smiled at her appreciatively and then left her there. He swam down to snag his drifting trunks. Then he headed for the surface and began the long swim back to shore. He concluded it was too bad the tide had carried her too far out and that he couldn’t get to her in time…

© 2013 (written for Kelly Apr 16 ’13 by riwa)

(Inspired by an idea from Kelly)

Janet first saw him at the public pool while she was swimming laps. She noticed he was there often… almost every day. It seemed to her like he was scoping out the chicks.

Whenever she wasn’t swimming, she watched him closely. She soon noticed a pattern. Those women who happened to go underwater got his notice most of all.

She saw him watching the ones who jumped into the diving well. It didn’t seem to be their form or technique he was interested in, but rather how long they stayed underwater. Those who stayed down the longest seemed to attract his watchful gaze.

As an experiment, she began doing some dives into the diving pool while he was there. But she made it a point to take her time swimming back up to the surface. As a general rule she was able to stay down longer than many others who used the diving well because she could hold her breath longer

Sure enough, whenever she would surface he would always be looking in her direction. He tried to make it look as though he wasn’t staring. But he was always watching her just the same… and she loved the attention.

Instead of swimming more laps, Janet took to using the diving well more often. She made it a point to stay down longer just to garner his attention. It always seemed to work.

Later on she brought it up with some of the other ladies showering and changing in the locker room. They told her he always came and watched them whenever they would go underwater. A couple of women admitted they had gone out on dates with him. Apparently he was drawn to girls who liked to be fully submerged.

One day while he was there at the pool, Janet went right up and introduced herself to him. She told him she noticed how he always liked to watch her underwater. He said he tried not to stare but that he really enjoyed seeing her below the surface.

She blushed as she offered to go diving for him, saying she would stay down even longer before coming up. He told her how much he would enjoy that. So Janet went over to the diving board and jumped off several times, sometimes taking as long as a minute before surfacing. They seemed to be hitting it off, so she decided to go out on a date with him.

That night while they were eating dinner he revealed to her he had this fetish for seeing women underwater. He told her he liked her physical features, especially the way she looked when she held her breath for so long. Janet beamed at the compliment.

She told him she’d been working on her breath-holding abilities in the pool. She said there were times when she could get up to three minutes or more if she was concentrating. He told her he was interested in seeing that if she would show him someday. So she agreed to go back with him to his place right after supper to demonstrate her breath-holding skills in his private pool.

He took her to his residence and showed her the large pool out back. There were several connecting tunnels going in and out to other smaller pools. He said he liked to watch so much that he’d installed underwater cameras in some locations.

Janet was impressed with his residence and his pool setup. Obviously he had lots of money. But the important thing to her was giving him a nice underwater show. So she slipped into a skimpy yellow bikini she’d brought along before proceeding to show off her stuff.

She swam through his tunnels, frequently staying submerged for as long as 90 seconds at a time. Then she did some breath-holds in the deep end. She found it particularly arousing showing off to him, especially since being underwater for great lengths of time had a way of turning her on as well.

He got in the water in his baggy blue trunks and swam around with her. He also used a handheld underwater camera to take pictures of her while she was holding her breath. She really liked all the attention he was giving her.

After that day she went to the public pool less often, choosing instead to go to his residence for her swims. He would frequently go under with her while taking pictures. Janet almost always became aroused at his attention as well as her long breath-holds. But she never told him how much it turned her on as that information was just a little too intimate for her to feel comfortable sharing with him.

One day Janet showed up without telling him she was coming, only to discover he had another girl naked in his pool. It looked like she was handcuffed to the bottom rung of the metal ladder in the deep end. He was using his scuba gear, offering the regulator to her and then taking it back in an effort to tease and torment her.

Janet’s first reaction was jealousy. It probably shouldn’t have surprised her to see another girl nude in his pool, considering they weren’t an item yet. And she had yet to swim naked for him. But seeing the other woman cuffed to the pool ladder unnerved her so much that she slipped away before he noticed her presence.

Back home, Janet found herself with mixed emotions. She was quite jealous of the other girl taking his attention away from her. What was that bitch doing differently that had caused him to lose interest in her?

Was it the bondage? Was it the nudity? Janet didn’t know for sure. But seeing the young woman in handcuffs made her think he might not have told her the full story of his fetish.

She went back to the public pool for her laps, missing his presence when he wasn’t there. Apparently this other girl had captured his attention, no doubt keeping him preoccupied. What could she do to pull him back in her direction?

She talked to some of the other girls about him, asking what they knew. That’s when she learned something he had not revealed to her before, perhaps out of fear of scaring her away? Apparently he had a drowning fetish.

This sudden revelation instantly clashed with a memory from her past. As a teenager she’d been playing in the pool with a bunch of friends. Eventually they ended up out in the deep end where she wasn’t a very good swimmer.

They began playfully dunking her, keeping her down for longer and longer periods of time. At one point she swallowed water while nobody was paying attention. Her swimming and breath-holding skills were virtually nil. As a result, she sank to the bottom of the pool, drowning all the way down.

When she regained consciousness she discovered she had been pulled out and revived. It had been a frightening experience. But she did remember orgasming just before blacking out.

On that day, Janet told herself it would never happen again. First she would learn how to swim until she’d become the best swimmer she could possibly be. Then she would work on her breath-holding skills so she could hold her breath if she was underwater longer than she’d anticipated.

Janet learned to appreciate the dangers of being in the water if one wasn’t careful. But she also learned to appreciate its allure. Being underwater for a long time had resulted in her experiencing an orgasm as she drowned. And she was curious about the sexual aspect of her frightening experience.

Janet took up swimming on a regular basis in order to stay in shape. But she also made it a point to spend a lot of time being underwater while working on holding her breath. She never told anyone about her experience or her sexual response to the frightening event. But now she was strongly tempted to tell this new guy her secret, especially since she was finding herself more and more attracted to him and was missing his presence.

She finally met up with him at the pool after a long absence. She asked if she could come over to his house for a visit. She was grateful when he agreed, afraid he might have become too intimately involved with that other woman.

Once she was there with him standing outside looking at his pool, she carefully shared her innermost secret. She told him about her drowning experience and about how being underwater for long periods of time resulted in wonderful orgasms. She shared everything, hoping her revelations might bring them closer together and might renew their former relationship.

He looked at her as though captivated by her tale. Then he reached out and took her hand. “Janet, I hope you don’t think ill of me. But I have a secret I want to share with you. Janet, I want you to drown for me. I think you would have a powerful orgasm, and I would really enjoy watching you drown.”

She was aghast, horrified he could ask such a thing of her. She slapped his face hard and then left him standing there as the tears streamed down her cheeks. How the hell could he ask her to do such a thing, especially after the way she’d shared how it had traumatized her so??

She went back to the public pool and avoided further visits to his residence. She saw him infrequently, although he did return to the pool now and then. Whenever he showed up, it seemed it was always with that dirty blonde bitch on his arm so he could watch her dive underwater for him.

The other girls at the pool immediately noticed how jealous and upset Janet was. It didn’t help matters when they told her to forget about him. After all, they’d heard he was taking that girl out on his boat and was going scuba diving with her. Apparently she was succumbing to his charms.

For some reason, hearing that news almost made her cry. She could not believe how attached to him she had become. Hearing he was out with another bitch almost tore her heart out.

Janet went down to the marina and located the boat he owned. She followed them both a couple of times down to the dock, watching from a discreet distance as he headed out to sea with that other girl who was usually wearing very scantily clad swimwear. It was the same bitch she’d seen handcuffed at the bottom of his pool.

Inwardly she found herself wanting to take her place. She wanted to go out on his boat with him. But she remembered what he’d asked her to do for him. How could she submit to such a wicked request?

A couple of weeks passed, only for Janet to feel adrift. She felt drawn to him, becoming jealous whenever she saw him with that bitch. She didn’t realize until now just how much she had enjoyed putting on shows for him, especially the way his swim trunks would tent whenever she was down for a particularly lengthy period of time.

The more she thought about it, the more she realized she might only have one option. It was the one thing that both excited and terrified her. But it might be the only way to get him back.

She secretly took up a scuba diving course. She was an apt pupil, a quick learner who rapidly became certified. Then she decided to seek him out.

He was hardly coming to the public pool anymore. The girls she asked told her they’d seen him around town with this new bitch. Apparently the woman was doing the kind of things he liked her to do in the water. But they believed she had an expensive lifestyle judging by her possessions and the way she looked whenever she came to the pool. A couple of them strongly suspected she might be a gold-digger, after him and his money.

That day Janet made a difficult decision. She gathered her courage and called him up, even though she’d been avoiding him all this time over his crazy request. It was hard for her to be the one to call him first, especially after she’d slapped his face the last time she’d been in his presence. But she swallowed her pride and did it.

When he answered the phone, she told him she’d been thinking about him a lot. She asked how he was getting along with that other girl. He told her she was doing well and that they were going out scuba diving a couple times a week.

Janet told him she’d also learned to scuba dive while they’d been apart. That seemed to get his attention. Then she asked him if he would like to see what she’d learned.

Janet held her breath, unsure what he might say. She had no idea whether or not he’d become too attached to that other girl. To her great delight he said yes. So they set up a date and a time.

Janet’s heart was beating fast. She was finally going to be out with him again… and on his boat no less. And this time she was determined not to let her opportunity slip away, no matter what it might cost her.

On the day of their outing she drove down to the marina, feeling both fearful and excited. He was waiting for her when she got there. Together they climbed aboard and headed out of marina with the promise of an exciting dive together.

Janet showed him the little knapsack she’d brought along with her. She smiled as she told him she would wear what was inside as a special treat for him once they arrived at their destination. His eyes lit up with anticipation.

They arrived at their destination and dropped anchor. The bottom was only thirty or forty feet down. Apparently he wanted to take it easy on her by not diving at a deeper location.

Janet’s heart was beating fast. It was time to put up or shut up. So she gave him her most seductive smile.

She saw him slipping into a black rubber wetsuit. He looked rather attractive in it. But she hoped he would like what she would soon be wearing for him.

“I guess it’s time for me to change,” she told him with a knowing smile. He looked at her knapsack, wondering what she was going to wear. It certainly didn’t look like she’d packed it with very much.

“You’re not going to wear a wetsuit, Janet?”

She shook her head… “No.” Then she turned the knapsack upside down and dumped the contents onto the deck. The only thing that fell out was a hairnet.

His eyes opened in astonishment. “Is that all??”

She smiled coyly as she took her clothes off right in front of him. His eyes got bigger until she finally stood naked before him, pulling down the hairnet over her head to fully contain her flowing tresses. She didn’t want them to get in the way of her facial features at the big moment.

He panted breathlessly… “Gawd; I’d forgotten how beautiful you are!”

She smiled at his remark. Then she saw he appeared to be ready. So she headed for the opening at the back of the boat.

“Wait,” he called out, stopping her as he motioned at the other scuba tank. “Aren’t you gearing up too?”

“No,” she told him as she shook her head. “I won’t be needing it.” Now she was really trembling from a mixture of anxiety and arousal.

“Janet, what’s going on? I thought we were going scuba diving together.”

“You are, but I’m not. You see, I won’t be needing it. That’s because I’ll be breathing off your regulator as we descend. Afterwards, you’ll be bringing me back up in your arms.”

“Bringing you back up in my arms? I don’t understand.”

“That’s because I’ve decided to drown for you.” She had to struggle to get the words out as her heart pounded in her chest.

His eyes nearly bugged out in astonishment. “Janet, are you serious?”

“I’m very serious,” she told him with a smile. Strangely her fear was easing a bit now that she’d said it… although her excitement was growing by leaps and bounds.

“But… but what about what happened to you as a teenager? What about the risks? Don’t you know how dangerous this is?”

“I’m perfectly aware of the risks. But I’m placing myself in your capable hands. I’m doing this because I love you.” There; she’d said it, admitting it to both herself and to him.

“You love me?? Janet, are you sure about this??”

“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life. I want to do this for you. I want to drown for you.”

“Janet, you’re crazy!”

She almost laughed over how funny the contradiction was: showing her willingness to bubble her breath away for him while he was now acting all hesitant about it. “I’ve never been more certain of anything in my entire life. I want to do this for you. It’s my body, and I’m giving it to you.”

“Janet, are you sure?”

“When we’re on the bottom and you’re ready, I’m going to give you back the regulator. Then I’m going to hold my breath for as long as I can until my lungs give out. You’re probably going to see an expression of fear in my eyes at the very last moment as I might react like I want to change my mind during those last few seconds. But I don’t want you to give me any air, understand? And I want you to stop me if I try to break free and head back to the surface.”

He was panting heavily, totally incredulous at this unexpected turn of events. Janet looked down and noticed a very distinct bulge in his rubber wetsuit. It made her smile to herself at the effect she was having on him…

“I’m turning you on, aren’t I. You really want me to drown for you, don’t you.”

“Janet, I don’t know what to say!”

“You don’t have to say anything. Just make sure I don’t get another breath, no matter how much I act like I want it. And make sure I don’t make it back to the surface. Hold onto my body if you must… my spasming, orgasming body. You’re probably going to love me even more when I’m thrashing about drowning in your arms.” She smiled coyly at that last part, noticing how distinct that bulge appeared to be in his crotch.

“Janet, I don’t… I don’t know what…”

“I’m leaving myself in your capable hands. I trust you with whatever decision you decide to make.” And with that she turned and jumped head first off the back of the boat into the water with a splash.

She came up and waved as she tread water, a big smile on her face despite the dreadful anticipation she was experiencing. But for some reason he hadn’t jumped in with her yet. “Well, are you coming in or not? Do I have to go all the way to the bottom and drown all alone? Or are you coming down to enjoy the show?”

“I’m coming with you!” he called out, feeling an excitement he had never known before.

He held his dive mask and regulator to his face as he stepped off the back of the boat. He hit the water with a splash, exhaling bubbles as he finned back up to the surface. Janet swam over to him, her heart beating fast.

“Remember, I don’t come back up with any air in my lungs, ok? Hold on tight no matter how much I fight or struggle. This is my gift to you, so I want you to enjoy yourself.”

He was still incredulous, although he appeared to be warming rapidly to the idea. “Janet, no one has ever done this for me before. I… I don’t know what to say!”

She smiled at how appreciative he seemed to be. She was proving her love for him by taking this very special risk while he watched. It made her feel wonderful knowing no one else had ever done this with him before.

She took a deep breath and then jackknifed downward. He quickly followed her down, using his fins until he easily caught up with her. She had to pull with her arms to get herself down to the sea floor considering how buoyant her large breasts were. But they finally arrived together.

He took the regulator out of his mouth and gave it to her, wondering if she really had taken that scuba course like she’d told him. She accepted it and smiled, putting it into her mouth. She purged it before taking a deep breath.

He couldn’t believe how erotic it was being down here with such a gorgeous, naked mermaid sharing air from his regulator… especially one that wanted to drown for him. That other girl he was seeing was nice enough. But she had never volunteered to go this far. Besides, he had the distinct impression that dirty blonde was in the relationship in order to get whatever she could out of him.

But here was Janet, brazenly offering her life to him. The other one hadn’t offered nearly as much. It aroused him like nothing had ever aroused him before.

They passed the regulator back and forth after taking long, deep breaths. Janet felt herself calming down. A part of her goal was to hold her breath for as long as possible. That way she was virtually guaranteed of achieving that climax she was secretly going for. She hoped the orgasm she wanted to obtain would be worth the price she was about to pay.

She took deep breaths from the regulator before nodding at him… “I’m ready.” Then she took it out of her mouth and gave it back. She watched him put it between his lips, smiling as they hovered just above the sea floor.

He gently held her by her sides, admiring her beauty as she lovingly put her hands on his chest. She looked at him and smiled with all the love she could muster. It really was quite wonderful being down here all alone with him. But soon it was going to get… interesting?

Janet held her breath for a minute easily. He glanced at his watch to note the time. He wanted to see how long she could actually hold it down here before her lungs gave out.

She playfully ground her exposed crotch against his bulge. He was quite hard inside his wetsuit. Damn, this was exciting as hell!

She passed two minutes, still smiling as though it was a piece of cake. She lost a few bubbles out of her nose as she adjusted her position. That’s when she began feeling it in her stomach.

She tried to keep smiling at him, but it was getting harder. Her lungs were starting to strain. Boy, that regulator in his mouth sure looked good right about now. She could use another breath.

What would she do when her body started to panic? Would she fight for his regulator? Would he chicken out and deprive her of being allowed to present him with this special gift by drowning for him? She hoped not, but already she was starting to have second thoughts.

She could feel her pussy getting wet. This was more exciting than she could possibly have imagined. It would be great cumming down here holding her breath were it not for this scary drowning thing she was about to do for him.

Her stomach rippled as she strained to hold her breath. Her nipples hurt from protruding so much. Her pussy throbbed as her chest heaved.

She began to struggle a little in his grasp. A part of her wanted him to hold on. But what felt like a greater part of her wanted him to let her go.

What the hell was she thinking, agreeing to something as stupid as this?? Was she out of her cotton-pickin’ mind?? Janet had to consciously remind herself she was doing this out of her love for him.

A strong convulsion in her chest made her try to pull away instinctively, only for him to pull her naked body close. It calmed her down for a moment as she momentarily smiled reassuringly at him. Then she humped against his wetsuit, noting how hard his bulge had become.

She lost a few more bubbles out of her mouth as that urge to bolt for the surface hit her hard. Her eyes flew open in alarm as she struggled to break free, wanting him to let her go. She had reached that point where she was changing her mind. Gawd; was he really going to drown her down here??

She began to thrash about in his grasp, struggling to get away. He pulled her tight to his body, humping against her from the eroticism of it all. Her fear and growing panic were really turning him on.

Her lungs strained; she was beyond three minutes. She would have been proud of her time holding her breath were she not so anxious to get another hit of air. She cried out as she struggled instinctively in his grasp, only to feel his wetsuited body press up tight against her.

Janet shook her head, a part of her feeling grateful she’d used the hairnet so he could watch her expression. Then she screamed her breath away as he pulled her even tighter to his body. Panic was setting in; she wanted to breathe.

Her mind told her to calm down and accept the inevitable, especially since she was doing this for him. But her body rebelled. Five more agonizing seconds went by before she couldn’t hold her breath anymore.

The rest of her air exploded out of her mouth as she gulped in a big mouthful of water. Her pussy spontaneously squirted as she orgasmed hard, her back arching as she instinctively humped against his bulge. Then he was creaming himself in his wetsuit as she started spasming and convulsing, gulping down lungful after lungful of seawater.

It hurt so badly; this was far worse than drowning as a teen. And yet it felt more sexual than any other time she had ever experienced an orgasm. Janet bucked and shuddered in his grasp as he held her tight, lovingly accepting every moment of her precious gift to him. Then she finally went limp in his grasp.

He stared at her in astonishment as she looked at him with horror in her expression. Gawd; she was more beautiful than he had ever imagined. A muscle twitched as a few stray bubbles slipped out of her gaping mouth. Then his legs started pumping instinctively as he finned the two of them back up to the surface…

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Janet slowly opened her eyes, noticing he was kneeling above her on the deck of his boat. She felt sore all over. And yet she felt as though she had experienced an unbelievable orgasm.

“Did I do it?” she panted tiredly, trying to smile up at him. “Did I drown for you?”

“Yes… yes you did. Gawd, Janet; I love you.”

“You didn’t let me go or give me any air, did you? I can’t seem to remember what happened down there.”

You spasmed in my arms as you drowned, darling. I creamed myself as you drowned for me. It was wonderful.”

“I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Janet. Let’s head back to the marina.” And with that he helped her up into a seat on his boat to make her more comfortable before pulling up the anchor and starting the motor…

© 2017 (written for Skip and Janet Jan 11 ’17 by riwa)