0 comments/ 24786 views/ 2 favorites Sexily Submerged Sally Ch. 01 By: Naxos There is nothing quite as exhilarating as breath-hold swimming underwater with lovers who have the HUGE advantage of using some form of diving gear. They might be using SCUBA tanks or they might be using a hard-hat helmet with air delivered from the surface. In either case, they can breathe freely underwater and the "free-swimmer" has to hold their breath! (or in my case, her breath!) My sweetie and I were playing around in the waters off the dock at our under-seas treasure site in the South Pacific. He was dressed in a full hard-hat divers rig and I was just wearing my briefest of bikini bottoms! Woo woo! I bought the bikini in the local village and it was quite expensive but worth it. The water was absolutely clear and my naked tits were bursting with ridged anticipation of a hand or a warm mouth on them. (The helmet that he was wearing kind of ruled out the mouth, I guess, unless he wanted to open the front portal and let the water flood in and drown him. Knowing him, he would probably think it was worth it...) So, here's how this whole thing got started. It is not hard to believe that it started out perfect innocently that day. I was swimming with BOTH pieces of my fancy-pants bikini but the top got lost somewhere soon after he pulled me under the surface. Maybe I should back up and start from the beginning. In all truthfulness, I knew he was underwater working on rigging up a sling to raise a sunken cannon that we had found earlier that week. He was not that deep and he could see the surface when he looked up. I was teasing him by swimming back and forth on the surface. For the most part he seemed to be keeping his eye on his task. So there I was, just swimming on the surface minding my own business when a strong hand grabbed my ankle. Somehow I did not see him coming. He must have climbed up the lift-line to grab me -- bless his heart! Tricky. Well anyway, he took the bait! (or maybe I was the catch of the day) I took one last and VERY hasty breath before his strength and determination, combined with the significant weight of lead boots, pulled me underwater. I left the surface in a cloud of bubbles and heaving water. As we sank down, the water pressure pressed on my chest and I calmed the natural instinct to fight my way back up to the surface to get to the fresh clean lovely air. We sank deeper and deeper. It grew a darker and the water much cooler. Within a very short period of time we bumped down onto the milk white sand among the tiny colorful fish who eyed us with curiosity. Looking up, I estimated that we were around 20 feet deep. I have no problem free-diving and holding my breath that deep and even deeper. In fact I love being underwater for almost ANY reason. So all and all, I was not that worried. I like the water. When I am taking a bath I frequently lie on my back and sink to the bottom to enjoy the solitude. Sometimes Mike walks in -- I seldom shut the door -- he is surprised to see my almost completely still on the bottom of the bathtub with several inches of still water covering me. The first time he caught my like that, he was quite shaken! He said he thought I had drowned. When I am underwater I frequently get a tingly feeling in my pussy and it makes having an orgasm easy -- very easy! But, I digress -- I think being down here in deep water makes me reflect back on how much fun we have had in the past playing underwater games and having underwater sex. His grip moved from my slim legs up to my arms. He easily pulled me down to his level so that I was face-to-face with my captor. Some air leaked out of my nose (a little bit) but I was still doing fine holding my breath. The water was calm and warm and Mike smiled as he looked into my eyes. I felt the familiar tingling in my pussy and I unconsciously reached down through the clear water to put my hand on myself. Even though we were deep underwater and the time was ticking by, I started thinking back to this morning. Before we had started our work that day, I had had breakfast with Mike on our salvage boat. He wore his customary trunks but I just came to the table naked -- as always. We had discussed my erotic interest in underwater breath holding. He knew I was good at it and it was almost a fetish! I had agreed with Mike that he could hold me underwater (no matter how much I struggled) anytime today. There was a limit of course -- I did not actually want him to drown me but just the possibility of drowning while holding my breath as long as possible is amazingly erotic! It almost makes me cum without touching! I retuned to the present and reflected how I had gotten into this watery predicament. I had actually thought Mike was exploring the cove much farther out and much deeper down when he had snagged me by the foot. His hard-hat helmet usually emits a telltale trail of rising bubbles so he is not hard to keep track of. This time he must have been holding his breath to get that close to me without my detection. How sweet. Only thinking of me... As he held me in his heavy rubber coated divers arms, we cuddled as best we could. We both looked around at the magical undersea show of fish parading around us. They were beautiful and I wondered what they thought of us. I held still my breath with no problem and he still breathed without a care using all of the "high tech" systems that man had invented. To be fair, I know that I can hold my breath underwater for MUCH longer than a typical woman. It was particularly enjoyable that I felt no burning need to dart to the surface and get air -- at least not yet. And he felt no pressure to let me go. I was his willing submerged lover. I could feel my pussy getting really excited! I longed for him to somehow get his big cock free from that stupid suit and slip it into my waiting pussy. Facing him, I glanced up at the surface again. I had been underwater for well over a minute now and my pussy was clenching and unclenching and my lungs were feeling tight. He took me and gently turned me around so that I faced away from him. He held me from the back so that his large arms wrapped around me and his fat rubber gloves covered my tits. He walked us forward and we sank into still deeper water. Yikes! I rubbed my butt up against his crotch and I could feel his erect cock even through the thick waterproof fabric! I was starting to really feel the need for air when he put one of his large hands down between my legs and started probing my pussy. I still had my swim suit bottoms on but he managed to get a finger inside and I spread my legs to take his forefinger inside of me. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I have to tell the truth I choked and almost gasped in the ocean. If I had, he would have drowned me right then and there (...and I think he wanted to a little bit ...) but that would have spoiled all the future fun we could have together! He pushed his cock-sized finger inside of me and started feeling me up very deeply. We had been under a very long time and I was starting to get desperate to get up to the surface and breathe. We kind of make it a rule that we do not "watch the clock". I have learned through training that the human (woman's) body can go without air for much longer than most people (men) would ever realize. I clamped down with my lips and held the air in! I also clamped down on his finger with my other lips and ... well you know! I estimate that I had been underwater for two minutes plus or minus ten seconds so I knew I could not stay much longer. It is hard to imagine unless you are in my shoes -- er bikini -- that in the past we had stayed underwater on the bottom of the sea for two and even three minutes. Sometimes I could do it without even feeling the need to surface. This time, it was much harder because we were deeper and he was finger-fucking me so vigorously! It was as large as a cock and he had the perfect angle to get to my G-spot. I held my breath more firmly as he took his knife and carefully slipped the blade under one of the sides of my bikini bottoms. With a little tug, the bottoms were gone and drifting away into deeper water. Finally! I started to experience the more insistent reminder from my body that I was not a dolphin after all. Holding my breath with more much more trouble now, we continued to play around on the oceans bottom. Struggling out of his bear hug, I turned in his arms and faced him. I slipped one of my hands down to his bulge and opened his massive water proof zipper to free his erect cock. Water started filling his suit and I could see his eyes get wide. He kind of looked down and I could see that he was taking stock of the water that was filling his suit up. Take that! Foiled! I could not "mount" him here in our little ocean love-nest because of all the sharp little teeth on the zipper and the heavy material surrounding it. It would have ripped my puss to bits. I did, however, manage to get my hand inside the opening and wrap my fingers around his warm balls. His suit was almost filled up with water and it was not going to be long before it reached his neck and filled his helmet. I was REALLY starting to need air now and if I took his cock in my mouth I was pretty sure that he would lose track of time and drown me. Or drown both of us! I was out of time and even thought his gloved hand was still finger-fucking me I had to get to the surface! I tried to pull free of his grasp but he had a tight grip on me. I realized that stroking his cock was giving him the idea that I was still fine and could stay down longer. That and the fact that ... oh god ... OH GOD ... I started having an orgasm! My cunt clamped down on his finger and he couldn't pull it out! He looked down and even thought the water was at his chin in his helmet, he laughed out loud. I released his cock pulled out my hand. I pushed on his chest and then pounded on him. Still a death-grip but the good news was that my orgasm was still going on! FUCK ME!!! I finally got him to release me by turning off the air to his helmet and twisting free. It still took me almost half a minute longer to escape from his grip! I was completely out of air because HE still had a little breathing air in his helmet. It was very erotic and dangerous! I swam to the surface with one of my hands clutching my naked pussy and air leaking out of my nose and mouth! I exploded out of the water and breathed in the glorious air and sunshine! A short time later, he ascended next to me. His water filled suit had giving him a great deal of trouble getting up. Together we swam to the dive boat and up onto the float. Wow! What an experience! My pussy was still clenching and quaking! When we went home that afternoon we made love again!!! This time ... well you guessed it -- we screwed in the bathtub with me underwater on the bottom - as usual! Do you want to hear about that? OK, this is to be continued... Sexily Submerged Sally Ch. 02 When I last left you here is where we were in the story: "When we went home that afternoon we made love in the ... well you guessed it ... in bathtub with me on the bottom as usual!" Well that turned out to be a very long evening. Mike is a great breath holder as I mentioned before and I am better than average – so we decided to have a bathtub breath-holding contest. It worked this way. We would take turns submerging in the tub and recording our time underwater. We would combine the times and work as a team to create the best total time. We agreed that we would attempt 15 minutes (!) underwater for our combined total. The number of individual times that we could be underwater (alternately) could only add up to 6. That meant that the average breath-hold per person worked out to 2 ½ minutes. This did not sound THAT hard but we had not tried this game yet. Plus, we had not worked out all the rules yet. Mike slipped out of his bathing suit and stepped into the tub. He knelt down and then lay in the tub face down. The water swirled over him as he sank to the bottom. Soon it became very still since he was concentrating on conserving his energy. The clock slowly passed one minute. I weaseled my hand under him, from my vantage point outside of the tub, to grab on to his cock. He obviously liked it and lifted up his hips to let me feel him up. Ahh – feel him up – great words together. One of the rules that we had made up was that we could not tell the other person how they were doing from a total time underwater standpoint. I started stroking his hard penis and I was surprised that he came up the surface to breathe after only 1 minute and thirty seconds! That was quite early. Hmmmm... I noted this on the pad. We had 5 more submersions to accomplish and 13 ½ minutes to make them in. This worked out to 2 minutes and 42 seconds for each and every submergence. I told him that he was going to make it very difficult unless he tried harder. He simply smiled. Did he have a plan? Should I have gone first? Damn, what was he up to? I slipped out of my little summer dress. It was made much easier because I was not wearing any panties or bra. Mike admired my nude body as he stood there dripping. His cock was sticking out nicely but there would time enough for that later. I took MY turn on my back. I sat down in the tub sank below the surface. I held my nose for the first 45 seconds but subsequently let go of it. The water filled my sinuses and the trapped air bubbled to the surface. This almost always makes me want to sneeze but I could resist it if I tried hard enough. Mike did the same thing to me and touched my pussy and held his other hand under my bottom as he stroked my mound underwater. I got to the point that I needed to breathe and figured that since he had not tried his hardest then neither would I. Fuck him – let's make it REALLY hard on BOTH of us. My time was barely 1 minute and 50 seconds when I surfaced. Ha! Now we needed to achieve an average of 2 minutes and 54 seconds for each and every one of the final 4 submersions. This was getting hard now. As I caught my breath, I asked him what would happen if we ran short of submersions and still had a lot of time left to make up. He responded that we would have to take the last 4 "tests" and divide them up equally between us. We would have to hold ourselves under to at least do our fair and equal share. He took a deep breath and went down. I straddled his back with my naked legs and cunt and put my hands on his upper back to make sure he would stay under. I rubbed my twat up and down his submerged back. At the one minute beep from the clock he was still and calm. As the time approached 2 minutes, he started to wiggle around a bit and I lay down on his back to give him a slippery body-to-body massage. My naked tits rubbed against his upper back and I reached around under him to grab on his cock again. I kept my head above the water so that I would not blow my time on the next pass. I needed all the air I could get. He on the other hand, struggled and turned over on his back at the 2 minute and thirty second mark. I did not know if I could AFFORD to let him surface – I had two of the three submergences ahead of me! He still had over thirty seconds to go to keep his average up. I sat down on his erect cock and it poked up inside of me! Wow! He smiled from ear to ear and bubbles came out of his mouth and rose to the surface. As the clock passed 2 minutes and 40 seconds, he let his air gush to the surface and I had to pull him up to keep him from drowning! He was still trying to fuck me but I pulled away. As he laughed and gasped hanging over the edge of the tub I added up our times; Mike: 1 Min, 30 Sec Sally: 1 Min, 50 Sec Mike: 2 Min, 40 Sec Sally: _______ Mike: ________ Sally: _________ Total: 6 Min, 0 Sec The total so far was exactly 6 minutes and we SHOULD have been at 7 ½ minutes at this point if we had done this right! This was going to get awkward if I got stuck with the "lions" share of time at the end. I told him that we now had precisely 9 minutes to divide 3 ways. I did not think that I could take make more than 3 minutes for each of my last two periods so he would have to do a full three minutes or I was going to be fucked! He "suggested" that we try to catch up a bit on MY next turn. I knew this was coming. He smiled and said, "This is what you want. I promise to take good care of you AND to fuck you real hard when you are underwater." I agreed that he could hold my naked body underwater with a little more force this next time. I told him that I would probably struggle but it would be erotic as hell. I took several deep breaths and lay on my back in the water and slowly submerged. Mike put his body over mine and his tight little butt rested firmly on my lap. I held my breath counting the seconds and when I got to a hundred (that I estimated to be around a minute and a half) I was still in good shape. His cock was erect and tapping on my belly. I could feel him bending it down with his hand to place the hardening meat between my legs. The end slipped in to me and I lost some of my air in delight of what was coming up! Oh god – FUCK ME! Fuck me UNDERWATER! I stopped counting at one hundred and fifty because he now had his cock buried into my submarine pussy and was pounding it with increasing force. I guessed that we were approaching 2 and a half minutes and I was starting to need to breathe – desperately – very desperately. But the fucking felt out of this world!!! I tried to think of something else but my lungs needed air now! I swallowed some water and coughed up a big burp of air that I watched erupt to the surface. Mike saw this I am sure BUT he just proceeded to fuck me even harder! I was getting in big trouble now and I swallowed more water in an effort to not breathe it. I tried to get my hands up on the sides of the tub but he easily held them down with his arms. I started choking and gagging but as quickly as it started, I was on the surface and he was hugging me with glee. He announced that he had held me underwater for 3 minutes and 30 seconds and that we had almost caught up! He also said that he had cum inside of the most gorgeous mermaid that he had ever seen and that he was ready to do it again! And again and again! Mike: 1 Min, 30 Sec Me: 1 Min, 50 Sec Mike: 2 Min, 40 Sec Me: 3 Min, 30 Sec!!! Mike: ________ Me: _________ Total: 9 Min, 30 Sec Now our collective total was 9 ½ minutes exactly and we had 5 minutes and 30 seconds to divide up between us for the last two tests. He recommended that we both submerge for the last test and do the 2 minutes and 45 seconds together. I told him that I thought it was kind of cheating. I know he suspected that I was going to hold him under for 3 minutes plus so this was a safer arrangement for him. Mike said that he had been working on a gadget that he thought we should now try. It was a cover that could be lowered over the tub and prevent the occupants from getting air until it was raised up again. To make it more interesting, he had a timer that could be set in increments of 15 seconds up to 3 minutes. After 3 minutes it would lift up in any event. I did not trust this gadget or any other like it. (You probably saw that coming.) I had not seen it work and putting water and electronics together was always a recipe for disaster. He asked if one of our friends could manually operate it but I wasn't so sure that I wanted one of our friends to watch us fuck. It was as simple as that. Sure many of our friends had all seen us naked – that is one of the advantages of boat diving buddies – but public fornication was not on my list. I had another idea. What if we bound our feet and hands together to help us stay down and set the timer so that we got the time at 1 – 2 – and 3 minutes? That should work. We hopped out of the tub and I searched our closet for materials to bind us up. I found a belt for our legs and a long piece of soft rope (don't ask) for our arms or upper bodies. Mike stood and I faced him and tried to squat down to put the belt around our upper calves. It was not working. It is very hard to stand chest to chest to someone and bend over to tie something around your legs. It is almost impossible in fact. Your equilibrium and center of gravity is just not designed for it. We decided to sit on either side of the tub (with our legs in the water) and put our knees together and do the belt up that way. This time is was comparatively easy. We stood up and put our bodies together. Mike was right – his manhood was rising again and pushing against my crotch. I was not ready to let him inside me until we were ready to go under. Down boy. I threw the cord around us and make a series of loops that could be pulled tight. I planned to hook the free end over the shower rod or faucet handles. As I was working on the series of cartoon-like knots the door burst open and in strode my girlfriend, and fellow diver, Kati. She looked sideways at us and let her half hiked up skirt drop back down. Plainly she did not expect us to be in our own bathroom and she was going to "use the facilities". She asked if we were going to go diving tomorrow. She tried to act as if there was nothing going on over here in the love-tub. Putting it another way, it was as if there was not a naked man and a naked woman tied together standing in a bathtub full of water and both obviously soaked from recent united submergences. Her eye fell to the timer and little underwater speaker in the water and she asked if we were planning something kinky. Mike had gone limp which was further indication that he was not an exhibitionist ... or at least not sexually. I told her about our contest leaving out the underwater sex part. She asked if we needed a safety diver. I said no and hinted that we might not want her to watch the entire proceedings. She said that she could go into the bedroom and check in at the two minute point if we wanted her to. I relented since she seemed concern. I was not all that sure about this anyway. We set the timer and Kati left the room. Mike and I started hyperventilating and on the count of three we fell lengthwise into the tub with an enormous splash! We had left the water running to keep the tub full and I grabbed Mike's dick with my thighs to keep him aroused. To be continued ...