Janet had her scuba gear and was out and about on a Sunday drive. She had nothing better to do and was going nowhere in particular. That\u2019s when she realized she was not far from a public fishing area, a pond with reeds and such where the fishermen sometimes like to cast their lines.<\/span><\/p>\n She\u2019d always been curious about the place. Now that she had her scuba gear handy she could actually go check it out. Janet drove to the pond with a sense of purpose, her curiosity beginning to morph into excitement.<\/span><\/p>\n She got there and pulled into an earth-packed parking area with growing anticipation. Now she was becoming aroused. Hopefully she would be able to find a private little spot underwater to get herself off.<\/span><\/p>\n Her eagerness intensified when she discovered the pond was deserted. For the moment she had it all to herself. Her excitement began to swell as she parked her vehicle.<\/span><\/p>\n She was wearing what she referred to as her Daisy Duke outfit: a checkered blouse and short denim shorts. What\u2019s more, she had deliberately worn nothing else underneath. The more she thought about it the more she realized she was in the mood for a really good underwater orgasm.<\/span><\/p>\n She grabbed a black swimcap and tucked her hair underneath it. She thought there might be some algae in the pond and she didn\u2019t want it to react to her hair. But this wasn\u2019t really an issue since she enjoyed wearing swimcaps from time to time.<\/span><\/p>\n She slipped her gear on over her back and checked her gauge. She frowned when she discovered there wasn\u2019t much air left. She mentally cursed herself for not refill it from the last time she\u2019d used it.<\/span><\/p>\n Janet sighed heavily. Then she decided she was going to use it anyway. Besides, she wasn\u2019t going to need that much air, not for what she had in mind.<\/span><\/p>\n She slipped out of her shoes and then carefully made her way down to the water\u2019s edge. The cool water tickled her toes and gave her goose bumps. She deliberately waded into deeper water, determined to enjoy herself.<\/span><\/p>\n She was wearing a buoyancy compensator with a lot of straps and pockets. She had no weight belt to help her become neutrally buoyant. But she figured she had enough with the gear on her back. She wasn\u2019t going out very far, and she didn\u2019t think the pond was all that deep.<\/span><\/p>\n She waded farther out until she was standing in water up to her breasts. Her feet sank into the soft mud, her toes wriggling deliciously inside the ooze. Janet began to pant heavily into her regulator, her excitement growing exponentially.<\/span><\/p>\n It was difficult going, wading further and further out. Each step was a challenge as she had to keep pulling her feet out of the mud in order to take her next step. The possibility of getting stuck occurred to her, but it only increased her anticipation of cumming underwater.<\/span><\/p>\n She took a few more torturous steps until she looked upward. She was in the deepest part of the pond but was no more than nine or ten feet from the surface. There was no point in going any farther; this was as deep as she was going to get.<\/span><\/p>\n Janet paused for a moment, allowing her feet to sink deeper into the muddy bottom. She moaned as she wriggled her toes, feeling the ooze play with her tootsies. Then she made herself go over backwards, bending at the knees.<\/span><\/p>\n She started rubbing her breasts through her checkered blouse, exhaling heavily. The mud felt delicious as it totally enveloped her feet. Then she reached down and started rubbing her crotch through her denim shorts.<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cThe hell with it!\u201d she decided as she unzipped her shorts. Then she reached in with her hand. She moaned as she exhaled heavily, her exhaust bubbling up to the surface.<\/span><\/p>\n She jerked on her feet a little as though imagining she was stuck, trying to pull them out of the mud. The idea she might be in peril only added to her arousal. Her hand moved faster, her fingers flying over her nub.<\/span><\/p>\n She imagined Skip was right there taking advantage of her because she was stuck in the mud. She played with the idea of him fucking her and then leaving her there as she ran out of air. If he would have been with her she would have fucked him silly.<\/span><\/p>\n She gave her feet a pull as though testing how much she might be stuck. Then she pictured Skip\u2019s grinning face as he fucked her, planning on leaving her there to her fate. Janet shuddered as she thrust a couple of fingers inside and started fucking herself.<\/span><\/p>\n It swelled until it exploded inside her, a wonderful release of intense pleasure. Janet worked her fingers, inhaling deeply while moaning skip\u2019s name. Then she felt a jolt down below as she began to hump and squirt. She was making a mess of her denim shorts but she no longer cared.<\/span><\/p>\n The thought of being stuck was arousing as hell. A moment later Janet tipped her head back and screamed as a second orgasm struck, hard on the heels of the last one. The idea of a peril, of Skip fucking her and then leaving her stuck in the mud was too much.<\/span><\/p>\n She popped the reg out of her mouth, moaning as she exhaled heavily. She kept jerking and spasming from a wonderfully intense orgasm. Her shorts slid farther down her legs as she squirted again, her pussy spewing much harder than last time.<\/span><\/p>\n She\u2019d been holding the reg in her hand; now she crammed it into her mouth. Janet sucked huge lungfuls, her chest swelling with each breath. She moaned weakly, panting heavily from her effort to get her breath back.<\/span><\/p>\n She felt a delicious aftershock and she moaned again. Then she stood upright and tried to pull her feet up out of the mud. Now she was really stuck.<\/span><\/p>\n She felt a jolt of alarm as she concentrated on working one leg free. She could feel it starting to give; she was going to be out soon. But how long would her air last? How much did she have left??<\/span><\/p>\n She wanted to check her gauge. But there was no point. She was already certain what it would tell her. She knew she was low on air; right now she just needed to get out of the mud and get back to shore.<\/span><\/p>\n She struggled harder with her right leg, trying to pull it free. That\u2019s when she felt a sudden change in the air pressure in her tank. The next breath was even harder to pull into her lungs.<\/span><\/p>\n Oh gawd; not now??!!<\/span><\/p>\n Janet pulled harder, struggling to pull her leg free. But it was coming out too slowly. The mud was clinging to her as though it didn\u2019t want to release its grip on its prize.<\/span><\/p>\n Janet tried to take another breath but there was nothing there. Her tank was empty; she\u2019d totally drained her. Only now her legs were really stuck!<\/span><\/p>\n She grunted anxiously as she kept pulling on her right leg. It was coming slowly but now her lungs were burning. She didn\u2019t have time for this\u2026 and now her gear had become more of a hindrance.<\/span><\/p>\n Janet frantically shed the tank and BC from her shoulders. She tried the regulator one last time but there was nothing there. She was already holding her breath so she ditched the reg entirely.<\/span><\/p>\n Once she was free of the weight she felt a renewed surge of hope. She struggled harder with her leg, desperate to pull it free. It finally came loose, leaving only her left leg mired in the mud up to her calf.<\/span><\/p>\n She grunted as she jerked on her leg, trying to be careful not to push her right one back into the muddy bottom. This was taking too damned long; her lungs were on fire. Janet began to fear she was going to be found by some fisherman in an embarrassing situation: stuck in the mud with her privates exposed!<\/span><\/p>\n Her cheeks began to bulge as she pulled on the stubborn leg. She could feel it starting to give, but it was taking too long. And she could feel another orgasm bearing down on her from her erotic peril.<\/span><\/p>\n She was getting dizzy and disoriented, her lungs an inferno as she pulled with all her might. A moment later it slammed into her, a pleasurably intense orgasm. Janet winced and shuddered as her pussy squirted copious amounts of fluid.<\/span><\/p>\n Her last thought was of Skip and how long it would take before her body was found. She was going to be found in a compromising situation, stuck in the mud at the bottom of the pond. This had been a really stupid idea.<\/span><\/p>\n She grunted as she tried one last time to pull her leg free. A moment later panic settled in as she started thrashing about, her lungs heaving like mad. Janet shuddered hard as one last orgasm battered her into oblivion\u2026<\/span><\/p>\n —<\/span><\/p>\n It felt like she was floating on air; was she dead? Then her eyes blinked and she inhaled. Fresh air filled her lungs.<\/span><\/p>\n She coughed in surprise, gasping and sputtering. A moment later it registered that she was floating face up at the surface. The shock made her slip under, bubbling and gurgling as she struggled to regain the surface.<\/span><\/p>\n She burst up coughing before she began swimming like mad for the shore. Within seconds she was in shallow water. But she dared not risk putting her feet down until she was sure she had solid ground underneath her.<\/span><\/p>\n She finally stood up gasping heavily for breath, standing on solid ground in water up to her waist. Gawd; that was close! What the hell had she been thinking getting stuck in the mud like that with a tank low on air? Then she looked down at herself and blushed.<\/span><\/p>\n Her denim shorts were gone\u2026<\/span><\/p>\n Janet looked back toward the middle of the pond. Her shorts were out there somewhere\u2026 and so was her empty scuba tank. She really didn\u2019t want to leave them behind for some fisherman to find.<\/span><\/p>\n She waited until she\u2019d gotten her breath back. Then she swam out to the middle of the pond. She took a breath and dove down, quickly locating her shorts lying on the bottom.<\/span><\/p>\n She scooped them up, noticing the location of the tank before swimming back to shore. She got into shallow water before standing up and pulling her shorts back on. Then she looked out toward the middle of the pond again, sighing heavily.<\/span><\/p>\n No use putting it off. She had to go retrieve her gear. It wouldn\u2019t take long and she was capable of holding her breath long enough to drag up the tank and work it back to shore.<\/span><\/p>\n Janet took a deep breath and then dove below the surface, looking for her scuba gear. She found it in about nine feet of water. She swam down, gathered it up in her arms and began working it back to shore, occasionally surfacing for a breath before slipping back under to half drag\/half carry it along.<\/span><\/p>\n She was almost out of breath again when she reached shallow water. She panted heavily as she carefully stood up. The mud threatened to grab her again and she felt an erotic jolt as she quickly waded out of the pond with her gear.<\/span><\/p>\n She reached the shore and collapsed in a heap, panting heavily. Gawd; that had been so damned close! But it had also been terribly erotic. In fact it had probably been the hardest she\u2019d ever cum. No doubt getting stuck in the mud while running out of air had greatly added to the intensity of her exquisite orgasms\u2026<\/span><\/p>\n *****<\/span><\/p>\n Janet sighed as she fondly remember that day and how close she\u2019d come to drowning. She\u2019d never told Skip about it as she hadn\u2019t wanted to alarm him. But she did remember the orgasms. Even now she was panting heavily just thinking about them. They had been glorious!<\/p>\n She unzipped her transparent blouse, allowing the air to reach her erect nipples. She tipped her head back, closed her eyes and sighed, remembering how hard she\u2019d cum there at the pond. Gawd; it had been so good!<\/p>\n \u00a9 2012; 2016 (written for Skip Nov 6 \u201912; ed. Jun 6 \u201816 by riwa)<\/p>\n (Posers are courtesy of Skip and are for illustration purposes only.)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Janet has a fond memory of a time in a pond where she got stuck in the mud in her scuba gear while trying to get off. Continue reading ![\"Fond](\"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/06\/Fond-1.jpg\")
<\/a>She paused for a moment, her growing anticipation causing her to moan softly into her regulator. Then she gently leaned backward to get herself completely wet. The chill of the water felt good, and she moaned again as she sucked compressed air through the regulator in her mouth.<\/span><\/p>\n![\"Fond](\"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/06\/Fond-2.jpg\")
<\/a>Janet brought herself upright and walked purposefully toward the middle of the pond. The muddy bottom sloped downward until she was completely submerged. Her feet kept slurping from the soft bottom, causing her toes to wriggle as she was forced to pull each one out of the sticky muck before taking the next step.<\/span><\/p>\n![\"Fond](\"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/06\/Fond-3.jpg\")
<\/a>It felt good; GAWD, it felt good! Her hand moved faster in her crotch as she kept sucking air from the reg in her mouth. She was horny as hell; it was really starting to swell within her.<\/span><\/p>\n![\"Fond](\"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/06\/Fond-4.jpg\")
<\/a>She was in mud up to her calves now; what if she was really stuck?? Besides, she was low on air as she\u2019d checked her gauge back at the car. What if the tank ran dry before she could pull her feet out of the ooze??<\/span><\/p>\n![\"Fond](\"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/06\/Fond-5.jpg\")
<\/a>GAWD; it felt good! In fact it felt like it was never going to end!! Janet tried to pull her feet out of the mud, concluded she was stuck\u2026 and kept right on cumming.<\/span><\/p>\n![\"Fond](\"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/06\/Fond-6.jpg\")
<\/a>For a moment Janet didn\u2019t know where she was. Then she became aware of how out of breath she was. Her lungs were on fire; she needed another hit of compressed air.<\/span><\/p>\n![\"Fond](\"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/06\/Fond-7.jpg\")
<\/a>\u201cThe hell with it!\u201d she gasped. Then she rolled over off the side of the pool with a splash. She quickly unzipped her shorts, rammed her fingers into her pussy and started finger-fucking the shit out of herself. That\u2019s when she screamed a froth of bubbles from a mammoth climax as she fondly remembered that wondrous, perilous day\u2026<\/p>\n