PART 4
I was not in any trouble with my parents when I got home. They knew I was at the lake on a youth group outing. I did get a look from mom when I barely made it home in time for supper. But now that I was 18 and out of school, they gave me a lot more leeway.
My presence at the youth group on Sunday morning was another uncomfortable experience. Naturally, I got a lot of looks, along with a few knowing smiles. It made me wonder just how long I was going to have to endure the embarrassment of Carly having blabbed about winning her bet and taking my virginity.
Mrs. Walker saw me and smiled. She was her usual self at church. But she made no mention about our swim and alone time at the lake.
It was good to get back to work stacking hay Monday morning. By Tuesday evening, I was ready for another trip back to the lake. I was all hot and sweaty, eager for a nice, cool swim.
After supper, I let my folks know where I was going. I told them I’d be back before dark. Then I changed into a suit underneath my clothes, packed my gear, got in my car and drove off.
There were not many cars at the lake when I arrived. Thankfully, no one was parked at the inlet. At least someone had thoughtfully left the raft on the edge of the shore.
I stripped out of my clothes and grabbed my dive mask. I left a towel on the shore before pushing the raft out into the water. It had been such a hot day that the lake barely had the faintest hint of coolness to it.
My cock stiffened in my trunks as made my way out into deeper water. The dive mask sat on my head as I reached the midpoint of the inlet. There was barely a ripple on the surface, indicating the raft would probably not drift too far away once I submerged.
I pulled my mask down over my eyes. Then I took a deep breath and headed straight down. I was curious to see if I could reach the bottom this far out.
It got cooler and murkier the deeper I went. My cock was nice and hard from going so deep, and from the chill near the bottom. But I felt my lungs straining, so I turned around before touching any mud.
I chased bubbles out of my mouth until I burst up panting for breath. I waited a half minute before trying again. Then I submerged before jack-knifing downward.
This time, I was able to hold my breath longer. I pulled with my arms while kicking with my legs. It seemed like it was a long way down before I finally touched mud.
I bubbled with pride, my cock throbbing. I wondered how long I should wait before tending to my needs. Then I turned and headed back to the surface, releasing more bubbles out of my mouth.
I popped up and gasped for breath. Then I took a good look around. I heard voices toward the far end of the lake, but saw no one on the shore in my immediate vicinity.
Satisfied, I pulled my trunks down my legs. I threw them up onto the raft, where they landed with a splat. Then I filled my lungs.
I had just started to submerge when, out of the corner of my eye, I caught sight of a vehicle approaching. I was undecided whether or not I should surface and put my trunks back on. But I figured they would see my vehicle and keep going. So I decided I could risk continuing my dive to the bottom.
I took my time swimming down, wondering about the car. Where they going to stop? Sometimes people drove on by and went around to the backside of the lake. Maybe I would be left alone.
I enjoyed the swim down, releasing bubbles past my lips. It got cooler and darker the deeper I went. But I still couldn’t find the bottom.
I pulled a little harder until my hands came in contact with mud. I smiled and bubbled, pleased I’d made it all the way down. Then I just drifted there while caressing myself.
I grabbed my erection and started to stroke. Then I thought about that car again. What if they were stopping and wanted to use the raft? What if they decided to swim out and see who I was?
I thought about going for a quick release. But then I thought better of it. I felt the strain in my lungs, signaling the need to return to the surface. So I began pulling with my arms, feeling a little heavier now that I’d lost so much air and had become negatively buoyant.
It got lighter as I neared the surface. That’s when I thought I heard splashing. Somebody was coming out toward me and the raft!
I shot upward, anxious to grab my trunks and get them back on before I was discovered. I popped up gasping for breath. That’s when I saw a lone figure swimming out toward me.
I snatched my trunks and immediately submerged, frantic to pull them back on. I bubbled as I struggled with them. I finally got them pulled up my legs.
I headed up and burst up panting for breath. The individual had just reached the edge of the raft. That’s when I saw it was…
“Mrs. Walker??” That’s when I pulled my dive mask up off my eyes.
“Oh hi, Robert. I’m not intruding, am I?”
“Uh… no. I just wasn’t, uh… I wasn’t expecting you.”
“It was such a hot day that I thought I’d come out for a little swim before bedtime. I see you had the same idea.”
“Yes, I did. I’ve been stacking hay all day.”
“No wonder you wanted to come out. The water feels great; doesn’t it?”
“It feels nice, although it’s a bit warm at the surface.”
“I see you brought your dive mask. Does that mean you’ve been diving?”
“Yeah; I’ve been trying to reach the bottom.”
“Did you make it?”
“A couple of times.”
“Mind if I try?”
“Help yourself. Would you like to use my dive mask?”
“Oh, no. I haven’t worn one in a long time. I’m used to swimming without one. But thanks anyway. Be right back.”
She filled her lungs and submerged. I ducked my head under and watched as she headed down. That’s when I wished I hadn’t.
That yellow one-piece she’d worn the other day was now a two-piece. It also revealed some cleavage. And her bottoms didn’t cover all that much.
She went deeper until she disappeared from view. I watched a few bubbles come swirling upward. Then she reappeared, pulling with her arms while scissor-kicking.
I watched for as long as I dared. Then I surfaced and clung to the edge of the raft, trying to act as though I hadn’t just been staring.
She surfaced a few seconds later, panting heavily. “Missed it,” she gasped. I don’t know if she was speaking to me or just talking to herself.
“It’s pretty deep down there, Mrs. Walker. I had a hard time…”
She gave me a disapproving look. Then I remembered her first name. “Karen. I had a hard time getting down there my first time, Karen.”
“Come down with me, Robert? Maybe seeing you going for it will give me the motivation I need to push myself all the way.”
“Sure; anything you say.”
I tried not to stare as we both took deep breaths. I counted us down. Then we submerged.
I kicked as I pulled myself downward with my arms. Mrs. Walker tried to stay right with me. I slowed until she reached out and grabbed my wrist.
I pulled with one arm as she pulled with her opposite one. We both kicked hard while trying to conserve our breath. It sure felt like it was a long way down.
It got so murky that I could barely see her right next to me. She let go of my hand, making me think she was turning around. I pulled with both arms while catching a glimpse out of the corner of my eye that she was still coming down with me.
I reached out and touched bottom, although I couldn’t see it. I heard Mrs. Walker grunt, and I assumed she’d touched bottom as well. Then we both turned and headed back to the surface.
I could feel the need in my chest. But I tried to go slower so I could keep track of her progress. She lagged behind me a little, but I made sure not to lose her.
It got lighter and warmer, the closer we got. Then we burst up near the raft. We both panted loudly for breath as we swam over and clung to the edge.
“That was… I didn’t think… I was going to make it!”
“You did great, Mrs er, uh… Karen.”
“I have you to thank for it. I just barely saw you keep going, so I pushed myself. It’s a good thing the bottom wasn’t that far away, as I certainly never saw it. I only touched it.”
I nodded as I got my breath back. Mentally, I kept telling my cock to soften. I just hoped she couldn’t see my bulge.
“Can we go again, Robert? I’m curious how long I can stay down once I get down there.”
Her protruding nipples in her top distracted me until I finally stuttered, “Uh… sure; we can go again!”
“You’ll stay with me; right?”
“I’d be happy to.”
We both took long, deep breaths. Then we submerged. We both headed downward, pulling with our arms while kicking with our legs.
This time she did not hang onto me. I think she needed her arms to help with downward momentum. It was certainly easier without holding onto her hand.
We tried to take it easy swimming down without burning up our oxygen. I felt relaxed taking my time with Mrs. Walker right there next to me. It got dark and murky, but I could just make her out right beside me.
It was nice and cool when my hand finally touched bottom. My cock was stiff as a board. Then I realized I’d lost Mrs. Walker.
An arm blindly probed in my direction until it grabbed onto my shoulder. She pulled herself to me. Then we embraced.
I winced as my erection pressed up against her. I was afraid she was going to bolt or try to withdraw. Instead, she pressed up hard against me. I bubbled as she humped and grunted.
We finally let go of each other and headed back toward the surface. I saw her right beside me once the water became less murky. Then we headed upward a little faster toward the raft, chasing the bubbles we’d released.
We popped up at the surface, panting heavily for breath. We clung to the edge of the wooden structure, gasping to get our breath back. “I would have never… thought it possible!” she gasped. “That was… that was incredible!”
“Sorry, Mrs. Walker,” I blurted out. “I didn’t mean to… I mean… I didn’t…”
“Didn’t what, Robert?”
“I didn’t mean to… being at the bottom of the lake gets me excited. I didn’t mean to…”
“Oh, that,” she said with a dismissive wave. “Think nothing of it. In fact, I was kind of hoping it was me you were hard for.”
“Well, if you want to know the truth…” Then I lowered my head as my face turned crimson.
She smiled at me. “I never realized just how much I would enjoy swimming down to the bottom of this lake, Robert. Can we go again? I’d like to see if I can stay down there even longer.”
I gave her a questioning look. “What?” she asked innocently.
“Your daughter wanted to stay down longer as well.” Now I was growing suspicious.
She smiled as she told me, “I suppose I do want to see if I can make it down and hold my breath as long as she did. I hope you don’t mind. Besides, I feel safer having you down there with me.”
Maybe it was all innocent. She wasn’t like Carly, was she? “Sure, Mrs er, uh… Karen. We can go down again.”
“You say Mrs. just one more time and I’m going to make you pay. You got that?”
“Sorry.”
“Ready when you are, Robert.”
We took deep breaths until I counted us down from three. Then we submerged together. We turned and headed downward, pulling calmly with our arms while kicking with our legs.
Was it me? Or was it easier getting down with Mrs. Walker by my side? Was I trying to be competitive? Or was I just trying to make it easier on her?
It got colder and darker the farther down we went. The sun was also getting lower in the sky. That meant more shadows and an increased chill.
I was excited diving to the bottom of the lake with Mrs. Walker. As a result, my cock hadn’t softened one iota. What was I going to do if she discovered just how hard I was? Then I figured she already knew that from the last time we embraced.
It certainly seemed like it was a long way down. But I finally reached the bottom. Then I turned to look for her, only I couldn’t see her.
I groped around where I thought she might be. Had she gone back up? Then an arm found me. That’s when she pulled me to her and we embraced.
My cock was hard between us. This time I felt Mrs. Walker’s lips on mine. Instinctively, I kissed her back as she humped my bulge.
With her kissing me, it seemed like we were down even longer. She groaned into my mouth as she humped me. It made me wish I didn’t have the dive mask on my face. Next time down maybe?
She kept humping me until I thought for sure I was going to cream my trunks. I felt her tongue in my mouth as I kissed her back. Then she grunted and gurgled.
She suddenly disengaged and shot upward. I panicked as I followed her up. I chased the bubbles I released as the water got lighter and clearer.
She looked like she was panicked a little. Had I kept her down too long? Was she in trouble??
She burst up and grabbed onto the side of the raft. I burst up right next to her. She was coughing and gasping like crazy.
Immediately, I was all apologies. “I’m sorry, Mrs. Walker. I didn’t mean to keep you down so long. Are you all right?”
She gave me a stern look. That’s when she declared, “I warned you, Robert.” Then she held out her hand.
“What? I asked in confusion.
“Dive mask please.”
“I beg your pardon?”
“C’mon, c’mon; hand it over. I know you can swim down without it.”
Sheepishly, I pulled it up off my face. She took it and placed it upon the raft. Then she stuck her hand out again.
“Trunks, please.”
“Mrs. Walker, are you sure?”
“That really does it! Trunks, Robert… now!”
“Yes, ma’am.”
I sheepishly reached down and worked them off my legs. Now my erection was plainly visible. There was no way to hide it from her.
She took my trunks and slapped them onto the raft. Then she reached behind herself and removed her bikini top. It came free, exposing those glorious mounds.
She slapped it onto the raft next to my trunks. Then she reached down again. Uh – oh; was she really going to…?
To my surprise, she slapped her bottoms up onto the raft. Then she gave me a stern look. “Carly tells me you know how to lick pussy at the bottom of the lake. So now you’re going to lick mine as punishment for calling me Mrs. all the time. That’ll teach you not to be so formal around me. You got it?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
She rolled her eyes and sighed heavily. “Robert? Please don’t make me feel old.”
“Sorry… Karen.”
“Now we go again. I want us to stay on the bottom for as long as possible. You know what to do; right?”
“Yes, ma-er, uh… right.”
My heart was hammering a mile a minute as we filled our lungs. Then we submerged together. I tried to calm the wild beating in my chest as we worked our way back down.
I found the mud, and Karen found me. This time, she pulled me close before mashing her crotch against my face. I dutifully stock my tongue out and began to lick.
It was hard to see anything at all. But it was certainly easy to apply my tongue when she had my head locked between her thighs. I tasted lake water along with the distinct flavor of a woman’s slit. It was similar to the way her daughter had tasted.
I heard a groan, followed by a release of bubbles. She ground her crotch hard against my mouth. I licked, tongued and nibbled, remembering my lessons from Carly.
I felt like I needed to go back up. And I figured she needed to go up soon. But she stayed down, humping and grinding against my face.
I detected a bubbly cry as she stiffened even more. Then she shuddered right there on the bottom. A moment later, she seemed to relax.
My lungs heaved in my chest. Instinctively, I grabbed her around the waist. Then I started back up, pulling her along with me.
She didn’t kick very much. And she was very little help with her arms, at least at first. That’s when I began to get concerned.
It was hard getting her back to the surface. She finally began to offer some help as it got lighter and warmer. My lungs were on fire.
We reached the surface and burst up near the raft. We both panted quietly for breath. For a moment, Mrs. Walker seemed subdued.
I was concerned as I asked, “You ok… Karen?”
“I’m… I’m just… let me get my breath back, Robert.”
We were at the raft for a couple of minutes until she seemed to regain her composure. Then she looked me right in the eye. “Ok, Robert. One last trip back down.”
I gulped, “Are you sure?” I was concerned she might have swallowed water or something.
“I’m sure. One more time, if you don’t mind.” Then she looked up at the darkening sky before adding, “And then I think we’d better call it a night.”
One last time? I figured I could handle that. I was just glad she was acknowledging the lateness of the hour.
I nodded as I began taking long, deep breaths. She breathed deeply right along with me. All I could do was wonder what other kind of punishment I was in for if she wanted to go back down one last time.
We filled our lungs before submerging. Then we both headed down toward the bottom of the lake. It was definitely getting cooler and darker.
I was pretty confident we would be able to find the bottom. We’d done it often enough that it was well within our abilities. Then I touched the muddy soil with my outstretched hand.
Mrs. Walker reached out for me, fumbling around until she got a good hold. She felt her way down until her hand grabbed my erection. A moment later, I felt her wrap her lips around my quivering shaft.
I groaned and trembled. Amazingly, she took me deeper. Then she cupped my balls.
Oh my gawd! Was she really blowing me at the bottom of the lake?? I couldn’t believe it!!
I let out a grunt as I stiffened in her mouth. We hadn’t been down very long. But it wasn’t going to take long, as there was no way I was going to be able to hold it back.
I shot a load into her mouth, followed by another. I simply could not stop spurting. She hungrily gulped me down, massaging my cock with her mouth while totally milking me dry. I kept thrusting and spurting until nothing more was forthcoming.
I felt her climb up my body. She gave me a long, lingering kiss while we were still down on the bottom. Then I felt her chest heave, triggering her sudden departure.
I was right behind her, the two of us racing back to the surface. We weren’t down long, although it sure seemed as though my lungs were empty. Then we both burst up gasping loudly for breath.
“That was a hell of a load, Robert. Carly said you like to come out here and masturbate. Was that your first or second load?”
“I didn’t get the chance to cum before you got here… Karen.”
“I’m glad, Robert. You deserved that, especially after what you did to me down there with your tongue. I think I swallowed most of your load.”
I immediately felt a little guilty. Then I noticed the long shadows from the trees. I looked all around before I started to say, “Maybe we’d better…”
“I was just thinking the same thing,” she finished with a smile.
We swam the raft into shore. There was no one around, allowing us to put our suits back on. Then we dried ourselves off with our towels.
She pressed up against me, giving me a long, soulful kiss. “I’m so glad I came out here and found you, Robert. I feel much better now. Tonight, I think I’m going to sleep just fine.”
I had a fleeting thought about her husband, and it made me feel even guiltier. But I didn’t say anything. Besides, she was the one who’d come onto me, although I was just as at fault as she was.
I walked her to her car. She thanked me again. Then she got in and started up the engine. She had it turned around and was heading off by the time I’d crawled into mine.
2022 (written Jul 5 ’22 by riwa. Illustrations generously created by JustPaul.)