Patricia and Elara kissed below the surface. Bubbles trickled out of their mouths and noses as they passionately embraced. Their breasts pressed together as they mashed their hardened nipples up against each other.
They excitedly rode each other’s knee as they kissed and bubbled. Elara slowly kissed her way down her lover’s naked body until she found her crotch. Then she began licking and tonguing.
Patricia bubbled from the pleasure of the encounter. Why not enjoy the bitch one last time? After all, Elara was pretty good at licking out orgasms.
She tried to focus on how good it felt. But this time, it just wasn’t happening. There was a mental blockage preventing her from fully enjoying it.
Patricia perfectly understood what was causing the blockage. Pleasure soon morphed into anger. That’s when she actually tried to keep Elara forcefully submerged.
Her lover grunted and bubbled in surprise, her lungs burning as she tried to rise up for another breath. Oddly, Patricia wasn’t letting her go. Was this another one of her crazy games she liked to play?
Elara tried to rise up. But Patricia still wouldn’t let her go. What was wrong with her? Why was she acting this way? She hadn’t gone off her meds again, had she?
Elara had to force herself away from her persistent lover before shooting up to the surface for a much-needed breath. Patricia angrily rose up with her. “What’s wrong?” Elara wanted to know.
“As if you didn’t know!” And with that, Patricia forced her back down below the surface.
Elara bubbled in alarm as she fought to break free of her angry companion’s grasp. This was getting her nowhere! Besides, she had to get ready to go see Barbara for their swim later.
She twisted out of Patricia’s grip before shooting back up to the surface. She came up gasping like crazy as she sputtered, “What the hell? Are you off your meds again??”
“No, I’m thinking all too clearly about you and Barbara, you bitch!” And with that, Patricia forced Elara back down below the surface in another flurry of bubbles.
Barbara? Was this about Barbara? Was Patricia jealous? Did she want to keep the 29 year old all to herself??
They grappled with each other until Elara found herself trying to push her lover away. Normally she enjoyed these playful, underwater encounters. But today, Patricia was being much too rough. And she had to get ready to go see Barbara in a few minutes.
Elara broke away before kicking her way back to the surface. Patricia came up with her and wrapped her up in her arms from behind. Then she pulled her right back down with an angry cry.
Elara struggled in her lover’s grasp. She was tempted to fight harder. But she was instinctively pulling her punches because she didn’t want to hurt her.
What if Patricia had simply forgotten to take her medications over the last couple of days? That might explain things. This couldn’t be about Barbara, could it? In the meantime, how the hell was she supposed to calm the crazy bitch down??
She twisted and struggled before working her head back up above the surface. She gasped frantically as Patricia came up sputtering, “YOU BITCH!” Then Elara was pulled back down below the surface before she could catch her breath.
She was beginning to tire; Elara was becoming exhausted. She hadn’t anticipated such a violent reaction out of her friend and lover. Somehow, she had to talk some sense into her!
Patricia was clearly angry. And when she got angry, adrenaline made her all the stronger. Was she really that jealous of her and Barbara going for a swim together? Elara was concerned something bad was going to happen if she didn’t diffuse the situation… and quickly!
She finally kneed Patricia in the crotch, causing her lover to loosen her grip. She shot up to the surface and tried to back away from her, buying herself some precious seconds. “What’s wrong with you, you crazy bitch? Don’t you know how much I love you?”
“You love Barbara more than me, you bitch!”
“Barbara?? We’re just going for a swim and—”
“I know what you two are doing in the pool!” Then Patricia was on her again, forcefully submerging her below the surface.
The two naked women rolled and twisted underwater, bubbles billowing everywhere as they squirmed and thrashed about. Elara couldn’t fathom it. Why the hell was she so angry over her going to see Barbara for a swim?? Was it jealousy? Or was it something more?
It was true they’d gotten a little handsy with each other. They’d even kissed underwater a few times. But that was all! Hell, Patricia was the one who’d introduced them to each other!
Elara had to fight like hell just to get back to the surface. She was tiring as she came up and gasped like crazy. But Patricia was like a bull in a China shop. She was able to force her right back down without allowing her to get her breath back.
Patricia wrapped her arms and legs around Elara from behind like an octopus. Then she held on tight, keeping them both submerged. This time, Elara did not have any leverage to break free no matter what she did.
She was tiring fast, her heart hammering in her chest. Could she outlast Patricia by holding her breath longer? Would the crazy bitch let her go in order to reach the surface and get her breath back first? She didn’t know… and that’s what truly scared her.
Her lungs began to heave in her chest. Elara could feel the panic start to rise within her. That’s when she screamed in horror, spewing away much of her breath.
She frantically brought her hands up to cover her mouth. But Patricia still had a tight hold upon her. What’s more, she didn’t seem like she was about to let go anytime soon.
Elara’s mind screamed as she shook her head… “PATRICIA?? NOOO! DON’T!” That’s when her lover reached around and violently pulled her hands away from her face. A moment later, her lungs gave out.
Elara reflexively gulped, swallowing down a mouthful of pool water. Her body instinctively inhaled water a split-second later. That’s when she coughed violently, only to inhale again.
Her naked body immediately went into painful spasms. Her lungs reacted instinctively, hitching and convulsing to expel the inhaled liquid, only to suck more water down her windpipe. It was a downward spiral from which there was no escape unless her lover intervened.
Only the crazy bitch didn’t seem the least bit interested in getting her back to the surface in time…
Patricia quickly detected drowning sounds coming from her former lover. Elara was spasming and convulsing in her grasp, grunting and gulping. She was no longer trying to break free from her death grip. Holding onto her was easy now.
Patricia turned her lover around, wanting to see the effects of drowning in the bitch’s expression. Elara painfully hitched and convulsed as her mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water. There was a look of shock and surprise in her features.
Patricia watched her former lover gently convulse. A few bubbles slipped out past Elara’s parted lips. Then the naked woman gently hitched again.
She hadn’t been turned on before because she was so damned angry. But now, she was incredibly aroused. Seeing Elara hitch and spasm as bubbles fled her flooding lungs?? Gawd; that was so damned hot!
She grinned sadistically, waving with her hand in a come-hither motion as though wanting Elara to draw nearer… ‘That’s it, bitch! Give me more drowning bubbles! That’s the way! NOW you’re turning me on!’
Elara gently convulsed again as her waist appeared to tremble. Her eyes were open in shock as her lips remained parted. Patricia smiled cruelly as she kept motioning… ‘All of it! I want all that air out of your lungs! Give it to me, you bitch! That’s the way. Give me more… MORE!’
Elara gently hitched as a few stray bubbles slipped out of her trembling, parted lips. She stared in frozen horror, her mouth open in the form of an “Oh”. Patricia just kept waving for her to come hither until Elara gently hitched yet again.
It suddenly swelled within her as she watched her former lover go limp in her grasp. Then there was no further movement whatsoever. Patricia leaned close and gently kissed the parted lips until an orgasm unexpectedly rippled through her quivering body.
She shuddered with pleasure as she released her grasp on her former lover. With her lungs flooded, there was no buoyancy in her naked body. Elara slowly drifted downward until she settled upon the floor of her pool.
There was one final, gentle convulsion that shook her chest. Elara ended up flat on her back, staring up into space with vacant eyes. She wasn’t going anywhere, not in her present condition… and certainly not back to the surface to breathe!
Her lungs heaved in warning. Patricia shot up to the surface, bursting up and panting loudly for breath. Then she swam over to the edge of the pool before climbing out.
She looked down into the pool, water dripping off her naked body as she panted like crazy. “Didn’t think I’d find out about you two, eh? You can stay down there and rot for all I care!”
She suddenly heard the sound of Elara’s iPhone going off. Patricia went over and picked it up. There was a text from Barbara asking how soon she would be coming over.
Patricia quickly texted I’m on my way. A return text replied See you soon. “Oh, you’ll be seeing me soon, Barbara,” she replied under her breath.
She used a towel to dry herself off with. Then she looked down into the pool. Elara was still lying on the bottom, the surface settling down from their wrestling match.
“I’ll say hello to Barbara for you, bitch.” Then Patricia put her clothes back on before leaving Elara’s backyard…
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She took her time going over to Barbara’s. By now, she’d calmed down somewhat. But every time she thought of Barbara and Elara getting it on with each other in one backyard pool or the other, it served to bring her rage back to the surface.
She pulled into Barbara’s driveway and parked. Then she went to the front door. It was unlocked. Clearly her lover was expecting company. “I’ll bet you’re not expecting me,” she muttered under her breath as she opened the door and went inside.
She moved all the way through the house to the patio door. She paused when she heard Barbara’s voice… “Elara? Are you still coming over? It’s been nearly forty-five minutes? Are you going to be late? Call me back, ok?”
Patricia looked out the glass door and watched Barbara put her iPhone down on the patio table. Her lover shook her head in dismay. Then she went over and sat down on the edge of her pool, her legs dangling in the water.
Patricia removed all her clothes right there by the patio door. She set them in a pile on the floor. Then she headed outside.
Barbara turned at the sound of the patio door opening. “Oh, THERE YOU—Patricia?? What are you doing here?”
“Now what kind of greeting is that?” she asked with a smile as she went over to her. “Aren’t you happy to see me naked?”
“Well… yeah, but… I was kind of expecting company.”
“And I’m not ‘company’?”
“No, it’s just that…”
“Are you saying I’m not welcome today?”
“Well, no. I was just expecting, uh…” Then she paused as though considering how much information she should give out.
She finally decided on going with the truth. “To be honest, I’m expecting Elara. She’s supposed to come over for a swim.”
“Is that so?” Patricia’s tone indicated she didn’t sound particularly pleased.
“It’s all right, isn’t it? After all, you introduced us.”
“We can have some fun before she gets here, can’t we?”
“Well… I suppose…”
Patricia didn’t even hesitate. She pushed Barbara into the pool while tumbling in with her in a flurry of bubbles.
Barbara came back up, only for Patricia to push her right back down. She bubbled as her black bikini top was pulled off. She couldn’t help wondering what Elara’s reaction would be upon arriving and seeing her and Patricia naked in the pool.
She came up sputtering. “Say, what’s gotten into you tonight?” Patricia’s response was to force her back down below the surface.
She bubbled as she twisted and struggled in the water. Strangely, her lover was being rougher with her than normal. She hadn’t gone off her meds again, had she?
She was beginning to wonder if she should say goodbye to her relationship with Patricia and take on Elara instead. Elara wasn’t nearly as much of a roller coaster ride as Patricia could be. Sometimes her crazy friend could have some rather wild mood swings.
They twisted in the pool until she worked herself back to the surface. “Hey!” she gasped. Patricia just pushed down on her head, submerging her again in a flurry of bubbles.
They often wrestled in the water. It usually got them both all hot and bothered. But Patricia was being particularly aggressive today. And Barbara was starting to worry about Elara’s absence.
Her bottoms soon came off, leaving them both naked. But Barbara was not enjoying this like she usually did. Besides, Patricia’s mood seemed off.
She broke away and shot up to the surface. Barbara frantically swam over to the side of the pool, gasping for breath as she clung to it. “Enough!” she declared. “Maybe you’d better come over some other time—”
“What; so you can make out with Elara when she gets here?” That’s when Patricia angrily pushed her down below the surface again.
Barbara found herself in her lover’s grasp as they twisted and rolled, bubbles spewing everywhere. This wasn’t fun anymore. Patricia was becoming more and more unpredictable, especially when she missed being on her meds for a few days.
Something really seemed off. Her lover acted as though she really wanted to drown her! Barbara found herself becoming more and more alarmed.
She burst up gasping for breath, only to be pulled right back down below the surface. Patricia grabbed onto her from behind and held on tight. That’s when Barbara snapped.
She angrily rolled and twisted, violently jerking herself out of her lover’s grasp. She shot up for a breath, only for Patricia to rise up with her. This time, it was Barbara who went on the attack, forcibly submerging her crazy friend.
Patricia went down in a flurry of bubbles. This only enraged her even more. Now it felt as though Barbara was trying to drown her so she and Elara could be alone together!
She started kicking and twisting until a knee caught Barbara in the stomach. Patricia wrapped her up in her arms, bubbling like crazy. Barbara responded by giving her crazed friend a knee in the belly.
Patricia coughed up bubbles. Barbara grabbed her and held on tight. Her friend and lover bubbled and bellowed, but she refused to let go.
She got up to the surface with her legs wrapped around Patricia. She grabbed the metal rungs to the ladder in the deep end and held on. Patricia struggled and bubbled below the surface until she appeared to weaken.
At the last moment, Barbara relented. She didn’t want to hurt Patricia. But it was clear their time as pool lovers had come to an end.
She pulled Patricia up to the surface where she helped her grab onto the pool ladder. Her lover coughed and gasped as she panted heavily for breath. “I’m sorry, but you wouldn’t let me go, Pats. I think it’s time you get out of my pool and go home. I just can’t do this anymore.”
“You want me to go so you can do things with Elara in the water; is that it?” And with a renewed surge of adrenaline, Patricia forced Barbara back down below the surface, catching her by surprise.
Patricia wrapped her legs around her lover’s waist. Then she grabbed into Barbara’s wrists and held on tight. This time she obtained the leverage she needed.
Barbara cried out as she twisted and turned. But she couldn’t jerk out of Patricia’s grasp like before. What the hell was wrong with her??
They struggled just below the surface. Patricia was able to hold onto Barbara while keeping her fully submerged. But she was close enough to the surface where she was able to stick her head up and gasp for a quick breath before slipping back down into the water.
By now, Barbara was panicking. Patricia had literally gone off the deep end. What the hell was this all about? Did this have anything to do with Elara? How could it when she’d originally introduced them to each other?
Barbara kicked and struggled. But Patricia kept her fully submerged. Barbara could feel herself running out of breath.
There was another violent struggle, with more bubbles bursting to the surface. Patricia got another quick breath before forcing Barbara down toward the bottom Her lover eyed her in surprise and horror as she began shaking her head, having run out of the energy she desperately needed to keep putting up a fight.
Barbara could not break her wrists out of Patricia’s grasp. She finally pulled her hands up to cover her mouth to keep from losing her breath. With an angry cry of bubbles, Patricia jerked her hands away from her face.
Barbara spewed away most of her breath in a desperate cry. Then she hitched and gurgled, unable to keep from inhaling. That’s when water went down her windpipe.
She immediately went into violent convulsions as her lungs tried to cough the offending liquid back up. She gulped more as she coughed and hitched. All the fight that was left in her promptly bled away.
Patricia rode her lover’s waist, her crotch mashing into her as Barbara gurgled and drowned within her grasp. She finally let go of her wrists. All Barbara could do was weakly flail for the surface.
Patricia reached out and groped her lover’s tits. Then she started motioning at her the way she’d motioned at Elara… “Give me all the air in your lungs, bitch! Give it all to me! Let me see those drowning bubbles! Serves you right!”
Barbara kept hitching and gurgling until she began to descend toward the bottom of the pool. Patricia eagerly rode her down. It was like drowning Elara all over again.
She found herself cumming as she eagerly ground against Barbara’s waist. Her drowning lover reflexively humped her back. Bubbles came out of Barbara’s parted lips as Patricia inwardly crowed, “Drown, you bitch… drown for me the way that bitch Elara drowned!”
And then she herself gulped water, her rage having disguised her intense need for another breath of her own…
Patricia coughed in surprise as she gulped and inhaled. What the hell? This wasn’t supposed to happen! Barbara wasn’t supposed to drown her?!
She found herself hitching and gurgling as she rode her lover to the bottom of the deep end. Her fury had blinded her to her need for another breath. She’d stayed under too long.
She painfully hitched and convulsed as Barbara finished drowning underneath her. But she couldn’t make her muscles move. She couldn’t unlock her legs from around her lover’s waist.
They ended up on the bottom of the pool. Barbara lay on her back, staring up in vacant horror and surprise. Patricia sat upon her, her legs pinned beneath Barbara’s naked form as her arms drifted upward. Then she gently hitched and gurgled as the life winked out of her eyes.
Written for Teknight 2/4/25 by riwa.