She told me she wanted to experience the “fuck-drown”. I explained it was dangerous to flood a woman’s lungs like that. She asked, “They don’t always flood, do they?”
“Not always. But there’s a huge risk. It’s very dangerous.”
She winked coyly at me as she replied, “I live for thrills.”
We fucked quite often in her backyard pool. She kept pushing me to fuck-drown her. The sex was great, especially when she was pushing her breath-hold limits. But she wanted me to take her all the way as though I was having my way with her.
I got hard every time she brought it up. She loved grabbing my cock in the water, telling me how much she wanted to drown with me inside her. She was slowly wearing me down.
One evening we were going at it all hot and heavy out in her pool. She loved the weightless feeling of fucking in the water. And she loved the way I fucked bubbles out of her lungs.
She teased and taunted me. I got more aggressive with her. She really pushed my buttons, trying to get a rise out of me.
I finally shoved her underwater and rammed my cock down her throat. It made her gag up bubbles. It was erotic as hell.
I pulled her up, hoping that would satisfy her. She went back to being a bitch. So I shoved her under the surface again.
This time I entered her from behind. Her womanhood sucked me right in as though she was hungry for my dick. I pounded her good and hard, keeping her head underwater until she cried out in bubbly orgasm.
I pulled her head up to allow her to catch her breath. She went right back to taunting me. I was still inside her and eager to put her in her place.
I shoved her back under, thrusting hard into her from behind. She screamed and bubbled as she thrashed about in my grasp. But her legs wrapped tightly around mine as though she didn’t want me to pull out.
I pulled her head up and allowed a few quick gasps for breath, only to shove her right back under. She bubbled and cried out until her spasming kitty indicated she’d orgasmed again. Then I pulled her up so she could get another breath.
“Please!” she gasped, begging and pleading. “I’m so fucking horny! I want it – I want it!”
I told her she was crazy. She climbed into my lap, impaling herself on my quivering dick. Then she went over backward.
I fucked her nice and slow while I stood with my head up at the surface. She moaned and bubbled as her legs wrapped around me while I groped her mounds. She lost so much air that I thought she was going to drown herself.
I pulled her up, allowing her a loud gasp for breath. I finally told her, “Ok; you talked me into it. Better get a good breath, because you’re not coming back up until I fill you with spunk.”
“Gawd; don’t tease me! I hope you mean that!”
“Bitch!”
I pushed her under the surface. Then I submerged with her. We went all the way to the bottom of her pool.
I knew she couldn’t hold her breath for long. I’d dunked her too many times and had all but exhausted her. This time I was going to give her what she wanted.
I pinned her to the pool floor as I thrust nice and slow, knowing I could hold my breath much longer. She winced and grunted as the occasional bubble escaped her lips. Her nipples were incredibly hard, evidence of the arousal she was experiencing.
More bubbles slipped past her parted lips. She looked up at me as her chest started to heave. I thrust harder into her spasming twat.
Her eyes opened wide as she grabbed for my arms. I could tell she’d suddenly changed her mind. That’s when she began shaking her head as bubbles spewed out of her mouth.
Was she serious? Or was she teasing me again? I decided it didn’t matter.
She tried to slip out from underneath me. I held on tighter as I fucked her harder. The anxiety in her expression turned me on even more.
She bubbled as she shook her head. I thrust good and hard, sensing it wouldn’t be much longer. Once more she tried to escape. But she didn’t have the strength or the leverage.
She suddenly convulsed as she lost a huge flush of bubbles. She frantically shook her head. Then she hitched as she gulped a mouthful of water.
She went right into painful drowning spasms. Her pussy clenched tightly around my shaft. The way she convulsed as she coughed up bubbles was incredibly erotic.
Her pussy milked the spunk right out of my throbbing dick. She hitched and shuddered as I kept her pinned to the bottom of the pool. Her eyes closed as though she was trying to regroup. Then I fucked a few final bubbles out of her mouth.
I kept her down there for another thirty seconds, groping her tits while admiring her nudity. Then I hauled her to the surface. I laid her out on the edge of the pool before I climbed out and started doing CPR.
For a few moments there, I was really worried. Then she started coughing and coming around. She blinked in surprise before she looked up at me.
“You did it!” she murmured. “I… I didn’t think you’d do it!”
“You wanted me to, didn’t you?”
“Yeah, but I… still… I never expected…”
“Are you sorry?”
“Yes.”
She paused as though thinking it over for a moment. She finally shook her head before telling me, “I take that back. I’m not the least bit sorry. I felt you cum inside me while I was drowning. And I had one hell of an orgasm! It was incredible!”
“Does this satisfy your morbid curiosity?”
She giggled as she shook her head. “No. Now I want you to drown me again.”
“Bitch!” and I rolled her off the edge into the water. She submerged in a flurry of bubbles before she came up laughing and sputtering.
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