Wendy drifted lazily in the pool on her back. She was in her black lingerie, an outfit one wouldn’t normally consider swimming attire. However she enjoyed how it felt on her body as she swam. Besides, Kevin liked it and she was planning on putting on an erotic performance for her husband once he came out to the pool.
Air suddenly bubbled to the surface all around her, air she could identify as originating from three distinct locations. A moment later she felt hands on her ankles, hands grabbing onto her arms. She let out a cry of alarm, filling her lungs just in time before she was pulled under.
There were indeed three of them, three men in swim trunks in full scuba gear, grasping firmly onto her squirming body as they pulled her down. Two were on either side of her, gripping her arms as a third wrapped his arms around her legs just below her knees. As she thrashed about she could make out their faces through their dive masks… excited faces… eager faces…
They were enjoying themselves. They were holding onto her squirming body, and they were enjoying themselves!
She got brief glimpses of their swim trunks, trunks that miserably failed to hide their growing excitement and arousal. They were thoroughly enjoying holding her down. At that instant it hit her with horrifying clarity…
OHMYGAWD! THEY’RE GOING TO GET OFF WATCHING ME DROWN!
The thought terrified her. At the same time it filled her with an incredible arousal. She felt a warm tingle between her legs that blossomed into a flame of sexual excitement.
She thrashed about, helpless in their collective grip as they slowly sank together. At the same time she became aware of a gathering storm in her loins. The fear she might drown always did this to her.
Wendy began losing little bursts of air as her lungs began to burn, her chest heaving in warning. The urge to scream was instinctive. But a part of her realized she needed to keep her mouth closed if she was going to hold her breath for as long as possible. Besides, it would make her orgasm more intense. Funny how she was thinking about that at a time like this.
She lost another burst of air as her lungs heaved, intensifying her growing fear and excitement. She needed air soon, oh, how she needed the surface! But she was at the mercy of the three scuba divers now.
Apparently it was their fantasy to drown her, although she had to shamefully admit it was hers as well. For all she knew it might even be her husband Kevin’s fantasy as well. Was he watching the three men clad in scuba gear drowning his wife? A quick glance up confirmed he was standing on the edge of the pool, dutifully getting it all on film.
If only the one wouldn’t hold her legs together so tightly! Her thighs were pressed together, adding to the sensations that were building ominously. If he didn’t relax his grip soon and allow her legs to come apart just a little, she wasn’t going to be able to stop the…
It suddenly slammed into her with unexpected ferocity, a fireball of an explosion of pleasure. Wendy stiffened before shuddering violently, air bursting out of her lungs in a bubbly scream as she thrashed back and forth. The intense pleasure took her breath away.
She closed her eyes, tipping her head back and arching her back as her body was ravaged by the powerful orgasm. She noticed her lungs were screaming at her now, her chest heaving in agony from lack of air. But she was too weak and delirious with pleasure.
The divers would have to pay attention, making sure to shove a regulator into her mouth at the appropriate moment. But in her current state, she was too dazed to give them the signal. Unless this was the one time they were going to do it for real, pushing her beyond her limits until she actually drowned.
That thought was terribly arousing. Instantly she became aware of a second orgasm charging toward her as her lungs heaved insistently. Instinctively she brought a hand up to cover her mouth as she spewed bubbles.
She was out of breath, her tortured lungs a raging inferno. She made a slashing motion across her throat, trying to signal for someone to give her a regulator. None of them responded as she doubled over from a convulsion, her fear and excitement swelling.
GUYS?? HELP! But there was no move to loan her a regulator. Were they really going to drown her??
Her body spasmed hard as Wendy began thrashing about in their grasp. Both hands came up to cover her mouth as precious air spewed out through her fingers. Her chest heaved as her excitement swelled within her.
She was horrified when they grabbed her arms, pulling her hands away from her mouth as though desiring to watch that initial moment of drowning. Then her eyes snapped open in shock as a new set of sensations hit her hard. She felt lips sucking on her painfully erect nipples, and a mouth was against her crotch, licking her labia while probing her dripping hole.
Amazingly the divers had removed their regs. But instead of offering her one, they were licking and sucking on her naked body as they held onto her. Wendy shuddered uncontrollably from an insane arousal as her mind tried to process what just happened…
Naked?
BLOODY HELL! I’M NAKED?? When did THIS happen?? This was definitely not part of the script!
She looked up to see her husband eagerly filming it all, amazed even he was now naked. She hadn’t planned on being nude, much less allowing three party goers to have a crack at her like this! It was embarrassing as hell, but it sure was bloody arousing!
Her lungs spasmed painfully; she was seconds away from drowning. She also sensed she was seconds away from a strong orgasm. But all that mattered was a regulator for her next breath.
She couldn’t motion because they were holding onto her arms. Instinctively she thrashed about in growing panic. Then she opened and closed her mouth, hoping one of the divers would finally catch on.
To her horror it was suddenly filled with the meaty flesh of a hard dick. What the hell was this?? She counted one… two… three… four divers now??
The cock totally blocked her windpipe. Wendy’s chest heaved as her lungs screamed in protest. Then it exploded inside her, slamming into her with an intensity she hadn’t expected.
Wendy stiffened abruptly before shuddering violently, the dick in her mouth muffling her scream of ecstasy. She instinctively sucked hard on it as though she could somehow pull oxygen through it into her tortured lungs. Then she felt warm cum trickling down her throat as the diver in her mouth grunted, his cock spewing into her warm mouth.
The eroticism of the moment was too much as she was immediately hit by yet another orgasm while still cresting on the previous one. Her eyes rolled until it finally, mercifully began to fade. Then she felt the limp cock being pulled out of her mouth, opening her airway to the cool pool water.
She inhaled by reflex, pulling a huge lungful of water into her chest. Wendy’s eyes snapped open in shock at what she’d just done. A split-second later it exploded inside her in a white hot, blinding flash of color.
Her body erupted, thrashing about in orgasmic bliss. But she was also caught up in the painful throes of drowning. Each diver continued sucking on her tits and crotch, seemingly oblivious to her plight.
Her mouth tingled from the remembrance of having a dick inside it just a few short moments ago. A few wisps of cum hung from her lips. The pain was so incredible it felt like she’d been hit by a lightning bolt from out of the blue.
She bucked and jerked like a puppet on a string. She was helpless to resist, helpless to do anything other than go along for the ride. She opened her mouth and tried to scream. But all that came out was a gurgle as she sucked more water into her lungs.
They wouldn’t stop; she couldn’t get them to stop! Her body was on fire; it felt like she was experiencing one unbelievable orgasm after another. And she was drowning; they were holding onto her and deliberately allowing her to drown in their grasp!
She couldn’t get their attention, not that it would do any good. She was limp, her nerve endings fried. She couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe… couldn’t respond. And the bloody bastards were too busy enjoying her spasming, drowning body to give her one bloody breath of air!
Then she was suddenly aware they were somehow sinking deeper into a murky, green sea…
The pool was gone, the water becoming open ocean as they drifted deeper into the abyss. Kevin was getting farther away, even as he continued filming. She stared upward in shock she and the divers continued to sink.
At that moment she knew they were going to have their way with her. Then they were going to leave her body at the bottom of the ocean. Wendy trembled at the horribly erotic thought.
Wendy’s last thoughts were of her husband. She hadn’t intended for any of this to happen. Should they have canceled the party when they’d had the chance??
At that moment she felt a cock push its way inside her. The divers were indeed going to enjoy her drowned body. She shuddered once more as yet another orgasm rippled warmly through her………
Wendy gasped as her eyes opened. The images were already starting to fade. That’s when she became aware she was coming down from the plateau of an orgasm.
The party had ended two days ago. But the memories still lingered, especially the one where she’d accidentally sucked a little water while being “drowned” by those three divers. Kevin had been at the surface filming it all.
Of course there had been no nudity, nothing like the dream she’d just had. Still, that one scenario had been so arousing that she’d actually inhaled in the midst of a wonderful orgasm, forcing them to bring her limp body up to the surface.
Everyone had been dutifully alarmed of course, especially her husband. But they’d managed to bring her back up rather quickly and lay her out next to the pool. She remembered the strange sensation of looking up as she lay on the concrete… looking up, yet being unable to talk as one of them bent down and blew air into her lungs.
She’d come to almost immediately, coughing up water. Then she’d surprised herself by having yet another small orgasm in the process. It had been just as arousing as it had been traumatic.
The only negative about the whole thing was that the party had stalled for a couple of hours while she recovered. She remembered the embarrassment of everyone hovering around her, doting on her while making sure she was all right. Several of them were alarmed while the three divers were noticeably upset they had not paid better attention…
“Hun? Are you all right?” It was her husband. She must have awakened him.
“Just a dream I had, honey,” she replied.
The images were almost gone… fading, erotic memories. Actually, the whole thing had been terribly arousing, the dream as well as the reality of a couple of days ago. But now…
Wendy suddenly realized her panties were soaked. She also realized she was horny as hell.
“Anything I can do?” Kevin asked, reaching over and giving her shoulder a brush.
“Well… now that you mention it…” Her eyes twinkled mischievously.
Wendy turned and wrapped her arms around her lover, sighing contentedly as she began roaming his naked body with her hands…
© 2006 (written for Wendy Oct 21 ’06; ed. Feb 23 ’17)