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Back Dive Ch. 01

By: Strawberry_2051



(This story is based on true events.)

Back Dive 1 – Sarah tries a back dive with Sullivan's help.

"To get an 'A' in this class, you have to do a back dive off the low board."

Sarah listened intently to Coach Hart as she sat on the edge of the diving well along with the rest of her class. Her friend Janet snorted into Sarah's ear, "Woah! That's going to cause a big problem for people!"

Sarah continued looking directly at the coach as if she were listening to him while she whispered back to Janet, "I've never done a back dive, but it looks easy." Janet showed that she obviously didn't think so, by rolling her eyes and smiling knowingly. 

Coach Hart continued, "I know this is a life guarding class, but I think it's important that you appear comfortable around a swimming pool. Maybe I'm biased since I'm also the diving coach, but you should at least be able to do a back dive if you expect to instill confidence as a life guard."

Janet always had a side comment for Sarah, "I'm not going to college to become a lifeguard! I just want an easy 'A'." Coach Hart glanced meaningfully in Janet's direction but she ignored him and continued whispering, "Luckily I grew up around a swimming pool so I can do one, but it was scary to learn."

Sarah was not intimidated. She had managed to become a pretty decent swimmer even though she had not been a city girl, and she was not afraid. She had been doing front dives off the low board since this summer class had started a couple of weeks ago, and noticed that even little kids could do a back dive.

The sun was blistering hot for this 2:00 pm class. Coach Hart stepped back into the shade of the cabana as he gave basic instructions for beginners. 

Sarah looked to the other end of the pool. The university swimmers who were in town for the summer worked out at the same time as Sarah's class. Janet noticed where Sarah was looking and asked, "Is he here?"

They both knew exactly what Janet meant, and Sarah answered, "No." 

On the first day of class Sarah had developed an interest in one particular guy on the team, when everyone was in their street clothes. He was handsome not in a cute way but in the masculine way that made her catch her breath. Since that day Sarah had seen him on campus and realized that it was also his style that had gotten her attention. He did not appear cocky or even obviously confident like his friends. From a distance he just seemed capable and authentic. Sarah had hoped to maybe meet the guy, but mysteriously he had never shown up for a swim team workout. 

Janet commented, "It's probably good that he isn't here today. You wouldn't want him around in case you look like an idiot up there on the diving board." Sarah glared at Janet who chuckled merrily at her own sense of humor.

The pavement was hot, so people waited their turn while staying seated on the side of the pool, or even in the water hanging onto the side. As Sarah waited her turn she paid close attention as Coach Hart patiently talked one guy into falling backward off the board head first. The next two, a female and a male, did not need Coach Hart's help. They were both able to do the trick with a "spring" into the air, even though they looked uncoordinated.

It was Sarah's turn. With a slight smile the confident eighteen-year-old hurried across steaming pavement and climbed the few steps onto the wet diving board. She walked with poise to where the handrail stopped then took small steps to the end of the board as it bent downward.

Everything was fine until Sarah began to turn her back to the water. Suddenly three feet above the water seemed like three miles! She froze while standing sideways on the end of the board with her hands out from her sides in a crouching position.

Coach Hart recognized his cue, "Sarah, just turn around and do a back bend into the water."

Sarah was partially turned toward the coach but she was concentrating on her footing. As she struggled to raise her surprised-looking eyes to see the coach, the diving board began to vibrate violently. She squinted against the sun's glare, knowing that Coach Hart was somewhere in those shadows. "Coach, I'm a country girl! I've never done a back bend!"

Up until that comment Sarah's classmates had maintained composure over her predicament. But the country-girl excuse ignited loud gut-wrenching laughter from them all. At least Janet yelled encouragement playfully above the roar, "Come on Sarah!"

Sarah could hear Coach Hart say to someone, "I can talk her through it." Then he spoke directly to Sarah, "First, turn around and let your heals hang off the end of the board." Sarah was able to do this with very small shuffle steps, as if she were on the edge of a very windy cliff. "Now raise your hands above your head and look straight back...No, don't turn your head left or right. Lift your chin straight up."

Sarah looked straight up to the sky and became disoriented. She stumbled around on the board and her classmates let out a gasp of concern for her. 

"Be careful!" The coach took a long deep breath and continued. "Now, I'm going to count to three and at the count of three you start falling backward off the board. Ready? One...Two...Three!" Sarah remained frozen on the end of the board with her hands up and face tilted to the sky. 

"OK Sarah, let's do this again. Look up...Put your hands over your head... One...Two...THREE!" Sarah was like a motionless statue facing upward and rooted to the end of the diving board.

Coach Hart was clearly irritated. "Relax Sarah." Then Coach spoke to whoever was standing next to him, "Okay, okay, go find out what you can do with her."

A large muscular leg stepped out of the shadows and Sarah realized this was not someone from her class. Coach Hart announced, "Sarah, this is Sullivan. He's a diver on the swim team, and he wants to help you."

Sarah's first impression of this guy was slight surprise at the amount of exposed skin. Those swim team suits were extremely small and this close view was becoming even closer as he moved toward her. He was muscular without being too bulky. The sun reflected off his naturally bleached hair causing it to almost sparkle. 

This was definitely distracting Sarah from her fearful predicament on the end of the diving board. Without thinking about it, Sarah noted a few physical traits she tended to admire in a man. He had wide relaxed shoulders, and some body hair. The collar bone and chest combined for a very nice shape. His long arms accentuated the all-important forearms. And even though it was distracting to see a man almost totally nude, Sarah was able to admire the lightly tanned skin tone.

He moved in an easy way that looked familiar. His lips were very full, and that also looked familiar. He raised his blue eyes to make riveting visual contact with Sarah as he calmly and politely smiled to her.

IT WAS HIM!

Sarah turned wide-eyed toward Janet on the side of the pool. Janet's answering stunned look communicated that she understood; Sullivan was the guy Sarah had been looking out for.

Sullivan rounded the turn at the base of the board and gripped the handrails to elevate himself and land lightly on the board without using the steps. Again he gave Sarah a friendly and accepting smile as he carefully approached without shaking the diving board.

Coach Hart called out to Sullivan, asking him to stick around and help others who might have trouble. It caused Sullivan to stop and turn his head to answer. Sarah took the opportunity to continue checking him over. She could see his chest hair formed a 'V' pattern that pointed sharply downward to the top of his skimpy bathing suit. Her eyes widened in shock, as she couldn't help noticing the detailed outline of his genitals through the thin bathing suit material. The overall impression for Sarah, as a college freshman, was not as much attraction as it was an intimidating vision of uncensored manhood.

When Sullivan faced back toward Sarah he seemed to hesitate. She was too preoccupied to be aware of her own appearance, but Sarah now stood erect and faced Sullivan squarely without appearing shy or coy. What could not be easily seen from a distance was that she had plenty of womanly curves behind that modest two-piece bathing suit. She had full breasts that were understandably heaving up and down with her hurried breathing. And her small waist flared out to shapely hips and strong-looking attractive legs. The "country-girl" description suited her, because she was an excellent example of a healthy young woman.

Her full lips and wide mouth were slightly open and relaxed. She had thick light brown hair extending to her shoulders, and bangs. Her eyebrows were full and a couple of shades darker than her hair, emphasizing her large light-colored eyes. She had the type of looks that did not need makeup.

Sullivan moved carefully to her and extended upturned palms, saying, "Sarah, I'll make sure you don't get hurt." She nodded and placed her hands in his.

A couple of people in the class laughed nervously, but were immediately scolded by Janet, "No laughing!" Janet looked up toward her friend saying, "Come on Sarah!", and the rest of the class followed Janet's lead with a few encouraging calls.

Sullivan maneuvered Sarah to the correct position by guiding her hands. "Back up a little more. That's it, half of each foot on the board and half off."

Using only body language, Sullivan gently slid Sarah's hands up his arms so that she gripped his forearms. He then placed his hands on her bare hips. She gasped when his hands slid along her warm uncovered skin. He gently positioned one foot on top of hers, apparently to give himself a wider base of support.

In a soothing voice he spoke, "Hold on to my arms and begin to look back...Don't worry, I've got you...That's it...Bend backward until you can see the water."

Sarah's chin was tilted back which exposed cleavage and smooth creamy skin above her suit. Her stomach was stretched tight. Her slightly trembling thighs curved outward and almost touched him. Her hips and pubic bone were pushing hard against the fabric of her suit. 

"Now, when you see the water you can put your hands over your head...Keep looking back...Do you see the water yet?"

"Yes." Sarah kept a firm grip on Sullivan's forearms.

"Just let go of me and put your hands over your head...Go ahead, I'm not letting you go until you're ready."

Sarah slowly lifted her arms over her head, and Sullivan continued. "I'm going to start lowering you, but don't raise up or you might land on your back."

Sullivan leaned forward and Sarah continued to arch backward. Just as he was about to let her go, Sarah slapped her hands down to again grip his forearms, and reared up so she was nose to nose with him! It was too late for Sullivan to pull her back up. Instead, he hugged her close as they both began to fall. 

He placed his lips against her ear. "We're going in!"

With his hands still on her hips, Sullivan pressed his chest against hers, forcing Sarah into an arch and keeping her from busting flat on the water. They entered the pool head first in a snug embrace. 

Once underwater Sarah was totally disoriented, but she relaxed at the feel of strong hands on her hips guiding her to the surface. Sullivan remained underwater pushing Sarah above his head until she was swimming toward the side. 

Sarah joined her class and was aware of scattered applause. She climbed up and sat next to Janet who was eager to whisper, "SARAH! THAT WAS SO HOT!"

They turned in time to watch Sullivan reach the pool edge next to the diving board. He placed both hands on the side and appeared to almost jump out of the water, landing on the bank with both feet. In a couple of steps he was back on the diving board waiting for the next student.

The two girls were looking at each other in wonder when Coach Hart broke the silence. "Janet, it's your turn."

"Coach, I can't do a back dive either, but I'll try."

As Janet was standing up, Sarah whispered to her, "You said you could do one!"

Janet smiled knowingly at Sarah. "My boyfriend will understand!" 

Janet was tall with short dark hair. She had a wiggle in her walk and an impish grin to go along with it as she quick-stepped to the diving board in her one-piece black suit.

Janet climbed the ladder and abruptly appeared very fearful. As she turned sideways to get past Sullivan, she looked down at the water in near desperation, managing to move her hands across his chest and abdomen. Janet clinched his hand in both of hers until he wrenched them loose at the end of the board. 

Just like Sarah, Janet arched backward when directed. But when she did, her hips thrust forward causing her to bump up against Sullivan. He backed his hips away like a gentleman. 

Sarah was not surprised to see Janet grab Sullivan at the exact instant that he allowed her to fall backward. For the second time in a row he had to go in the water, this time with Janet hugging him close.

Sullivan was back on the board before Janet could swim back to Sarah. The girls sat together and whispered while the next person got on the board. As usual, Janet commented first, "Well, I think I finally know the best way to do that dive!"

They both giggled and then Sarah got a little serious. "Janet, I know the reason you did that was so I wouldn't be the only one to look like a goofball. I appreciate it."

Janet adopted a fake serious expression. "Oh, uh, yeah, right. I did that just for you." The girls squealed with laughter, which caused the coach to scold them for distracting the next student. This time Sullivan did not have to go in the water; he just grabbed the guy's legs and tossed him over enough so that he would not land flat. 

After the last student got a turn on the board Coach Hart spoke, "Everyone will get another chance in two weeks. Work on doing a back bend and you should be able to do it." The coach then turned to Sullivan. "How about showing the class your back dive?"

Sullivan nodded and grinned. He casually spoke to the class as he walked to the end of the board. "I do this dive in pike position, which is probably different from what you're used to seeing." He spun around on the end of the board and became serious as he assumed a rigid stance. He rocked the board and then made so powerful a jump that the tip of the board looked like it might touch the water. His straight body shot up extremely high, he bent at the waist until his pointed toes rose up and touched his fingertips, then his upper body fell back until he was perfectly upside down and he extended his tightly flexed body toward the water's surface. As he entered, the water bubbled instead of making a splash. He seemed to move in slow motion until his knees went under, and then his pointed feet snapped out of sight below the surface.

After just a couple of seconds Sullivan's head appeared from the middle of the remaining bubbles. First he looked to see how far he was from the board, and then he looked to the coach. The class was clapping as Coach Hart simply complemented him in a matter-of-fact way. "That was a good one. You almost went over but the knee-save worked for you." 

Sullivan popped out of the water and made a shy half-hearted wave to the class. He walked quickly away from the pool area, but not without a very quick glance directly at Sarah. Janet noticed and whispered, "He likes you!"

- - - - - - - - - -

The next day, Sarah's heart was pounding as she reached for the phone to call Sullivan. The worst thing that could happen was he would say no, and she was prepared for that.

"Hello?"

"Hello, my name is Sarah and I'd like to speak with Sullivan."

"This is Sullivan."

"Oh, uh, uh, hey, uh..." Sarah winced at herself and overcame this opening stutter by speaking quickly. "You probably won't remember me but I'm one of the people you helped to do a back dive in my lifeguard class..."

"Of course I remember! Did that embarrass you?"

It was the tone of his voice that instantly put Sarah at ease. She sensed that he was purposefully calm and gentle for her benefit. "Oh no, you didn't embarrass me! I mean...I was embarrassed, but it could have been even worse if you hadn't helped."

Sarah got straight to her request. "I've called to ask for help. I want an 'A' in that class and the only thing keeping me from it is that dive. You probably teach lessons so I'm offering to pay something if you could help me."

Sullivan answered with a quick laugh. "I'd be glad to help but I could never take money from you..."

Sarah thought he was going to continue talking but there was silence on the phone. "Hello?"

"Oh, I'm sorry Sarah, I was just thinking...we could make this fun if we could meet for coffee or a beer first, especially since I don't get out much. I could get together with you for a short while Friday evening."

First of all, Sarah found it hard to believe that Sullivan needed help with his social life. And this turn in the conversation was a surprise.  She stuttered again, "Oh, uh-huh..."

"Wow Sarah, how thoughtless of me! You must have a boyfriend and plans for the weekend."

"Oh no, that's not it... Sure, we can do that. I've already dedicated this weekend to learning that back dive." 

Sullivan let out a sigh, and they arranged to meet at the Bengal Lounge early Friday evening. Sarah and Sullivan made an attempt at some polite conversation, but they were both a little nervous and kept it short.

Back Dive Ch. 02



 Ch. 02 – Teen Swimmers vs Bully

Ride to the Pool:

Three teenagers headed for swimming practice in the front seat of a faded blue clunker, a Chevrolet Impala. The small dark-haired girl in the middle turned to the driver,"Hey Andy, you'll get to meet my big sister, Janet, at the pool today."

"What's the occasion? Does she want to check out my six-pack abs while I'm in my skimpy swimming briefs?"

"Oh silly, she's too old for you!" Karen slapped at his leg. "She said she'd be in the area and wants to say hello. But I know she'll really be there to check out that college diver, Sullivan."

"Your sister can't do that! She has a boyfriend!" said Karen's red-haired friend, Aline.

"I know, but that's just like Janet. She always wants to look and fantasize."

Karen had starry-eyed affection for her new boyfriend Andy. She enjoyed flirting with him in front of her best friend, but it made her feel compassion for her friend at the same time. "Thanks, Andy, for giving us a ride to the pool." She lightly touched his knee with her fingertips, emphasizing her sincerity.

Andy laughed off her seriousness with, "Are you kidding Karen? Ah'll be a hero once people discover that Ah got to be in the same car with you two fine examples of smokin' hot female flesh!" He then answered her body language with an exaggerated raising of his right hand then a sudden closing on her thigh just above the knee. 

"Horse bite!" he yelled. Karen squealed and squirmed out of his grip as she giggled with playful delight and slapped at his hand.

Aline, in the window seat, was a little saddened at their fooling around. She was very shy and peaked sideways at their antics through overly long bangs. Aline had beautiful thick red hair, which she couldn't appreciate because it only made her feel different. In addition she towered over her two friends not because she was so big but because they were both so small. Aline was keenly aware of the size differences and tended to stoop to make up for it. 

Aline did have a couple of legitimate reasons to feel insecure. She was always somewhat congested which caused her to be even more silent than she was naturally. And at times like this, as she watched her two horse-playing friends, she suppressed any smiling to cover the gap between her front teeth.

Aline viewed her best friend with envy. Karen easily chatted and flirted with Andy while looking very cute and petite. She had dark hair and eyes along with a quick wit. Karen had the kind of confidence that Aline could never come close to having. Even though Andy was only a recent member of the local swimming team, Karen had easily and quickly charmed him into a boyfriend relationship.

Meanwhile Karen could sense that her good friend had turned sad, and she could guess why. Karen liked to have control of her environment and it made her uncomfortable when her friend was sad. Karen gently nudged Andy and silently communicated by rolling her eyes toward Aline. Andy smiled to let Karen know he got the message.

"Oh no!" Andy said as he raised his menacing right hand again, "I feel the dark forces commanding my hand to make another horse bite!" He continued to steer the car down the road with his left hand.

Karen hastily covered her thighs with her arms squealing, "Don't you dare!"

With lightning quickness Andy reached past his girlfriend's legs to grip the bare thigh of her best friend, "HORSE BITE!"

Aline was totally surprised and shocked. She screamed and jumped as Karen yelled and the car zigzagged down the street.

Andy laughed hysterically and shook Aline's thigh a good bit before he succumbed to the need for safer driving and Karen's objections, "Andy, you can't just grab my best friend's leg like that!" But all three of them were laughing and no one was the least bit angry. "Andy, you must be crazy!"

It definitely did the trick. Aline had a beaming smile and even sat without her normal slump. A little attention had perked her up and had suddenly made her feel good about herself.

Andy went through the humorous routine of responding to his girlfriend's objections. "Those bad voices in ma' head made me do it." The girls giggled and he continued, "Oh ma' God! Look at Aline's great legs. Those thighs must be heaven to touch."

Karen played along, "Well you can't be touching my best friend's legs!"

Aline added an enthusiastic, "Yeah!" But she clearly enjoyed being the center of their attentions for once.

Karen continued, "But since you're desperate to know, I'll touch her thigh for you and tell you what it's like." Karen placed her palm on her cooperative friend's thigh and sensuously moved under Aline's baggy shorts up to the hip. 

Aline sat motionless as Karen talked, "Well her thigh is very smooth, especially her inner thigh." Karen moved her hand slowly and gently. Aline glanced over at the bug-eyed Andy and she slightly spread her knees while inching forward on the seat. Karen said, "Don't worry Andy. I don't think you would like it!" Karen withdrew her hand and faced Andy with a smug grin.

Aline giggled with delight and wiggled her legs in a taunting gesture. The girls seemed very pleased that this would torment Andy.

A pained expression crossed Andy's face as he looked ahead on the roadway. "Ah can't take this!"

Without any other warning Andy's right hand flew past Karen to Aline's bare upper leg. Before either girl could react Andy had reached up Aline's shorts all the way to her thigh and "accidentally" grazed the back of his hand against her bathing-suit-covered vagina.

Both girls started screaming and waiving their hands around aimlessly in the air. However, Karen did not physically try to stop Andy and neither did Aline. In fact, Aline kept her knees apart and did not pull back in the seat, even though her legs did vibrate with all of the excitement.

Andy withdrew his hand and the screaming from the girls stopped abruptly. Karen took a breath to make a statement when Andy again jammed his hand up Aline's shorts. His fingers danced along her upper thigh again, brushed along the bathing suit, and efficiently went into the leg opening of her suit to finger the bristle of Aline's pubic hair.

Aline still did not close her legs, grab at his hand, or move away. However her screaming did go up several octaves and many decibels. Karen was slapping at his arm as he returned both hands to the steering wheel.

"What is wrong with you?" Karen exclaimed as she continued to hit his shoulder, but not very hard. Andy just grimaced and flinched with each blow. Despite the girls' indignation it was clear to all three of them that this was just fun teenage play.

Andy stole a glance at Aline to make sure he had not made her angry. She was flushed with excitement and still smiling absently. Andy's eyes dropped to watch her full bosom move up and down with her rapid breathing. When he looked back up to her face, Aline was watching him and had clearly caught him ogling her chest. In that smiling instant they both knew they would pretend the extra-personal "touching" had been an accident.

Karen sat in the middle with her arms crossed, clearly not as angry as she was acting. Andy grinned.

"Hey Karen." he said meekly.

"What?" she barked.

"You were wrong. I did like touching Aline's thighs."

Karen responded by punching him in the shoulder again, but hard this time. All three of them chuckled with the good-natured fun. 

Andy and Karen peeked sideways at Aline. Aline was sitting without a slump on her side of the car, beaming with pride and beauty. Karen faced Andy adoringly, rolled her eyes toward Aline, and secretly mouthed the phrase, "Thank You." 

There's just no limit to what a young man will do to make his girlfriend happy.

Suddenly Andy leaned forward squinting at the road ahead. "Would yuh look at this bullsheeit?" Andy had been raised in South Louisiana and had kept his Cajun accent, along with outrageous behavior, and bawdy language even in mixed company. What he saw several cars ahead was a bicyclist in the middle of the road blocking traffic.

"There's a bike path right beside the road and this asshole has to ride in our lane!" Andy exclaimed. "Aline, roll down yo' window so Ah can say somethin' tuh him."

As Aline rolled her window down, she and Karen exchanged panicked expressions. They were obviously afraid that Andy would cause trouble. Aline took the initiative, "That's OK Andy, I'll talk to him."

One by one the cars in front were able to finally get around the guy on the bicycle. He was big and he wore a Florida State football jersey. Andy pulled even and Aline poked her head out of the window.

"Hey mister, you're blocking traffic. Can you please use the bike path?"

He barely glanced at her and continued pedaling as he said, "It's not a bike path, it's a sidewalk."

Andy and Karen could not hear him and asked Aline in unison, "What did he say?"

Without turning to answer them Aline looked over at the paved path running beside the highway. It clearly had a painted image of a bicyclist on the path.

"It's not just a sidewalk! It has the picture of a bicycle on it!"

The big guy on the bicycle looked over at Aline with disgust, "FUCK YOU!"

Andy and Karen still could not hear him, "What did he say?"

This time Aline glanced back at her two friends in the front seat of the car. What they saw was a transformation in Aline's face. Her skin had turned a beet-red color and her teeth were clenched in a vicious-looking grimace. 

Her friends both said, "Oh shit!" Andy followed with,"She's gonna explode!"

Aline almost dove out of the window, extending half her body out of the car. "FUCK YOU, ASSHOLE!"

Without knowing all of what was happening, Andy immediately shoved the accelerator to the floor. Karen held tightly to the lower half of Aline's body as the upper half almost flew parallel to the ground. Aline's flaming red hair whipped wildly in the wind as she flipped the bird with both fists and screamed, "YOU SON OF A BITCH!"

They got a safe distance down the road before Andy slowed the car and yelped, "DAMN, gurl! And ya'll say Ah'm crazy!"

Aline settled back in the car with Karen's help. Aline's hair and clothing were disheveled but her skin color had returned to simply being flushed. Andy had difficulty driving as he watched her breasts heave up and down. 

Aline calmed herself and explained, "That guy started it!" By the time they got to the pool all three were able to laugh over Aline's intense outburst. 

The Swimming Pool:

The pool was still crowded with recreational swimmers but the girls were able to spot Karen's big sister Janet on poolside and approached her. One of the lifeguards was busy installing lane ropes for the upcoming swim practice and he accidentally backed into Karen and Aline.

Janet said with a grin, "Hey dumb-ass! Watch where you're going!"

"Oops, excuse me!" The guard straightened up, somewhat confused. He turned to face the three girls. His eyes went straight past the two teenagers before settling with recognition on Janet. "Oh hey! You're one of the back-dive girls!"

Janet smiled and performed her characteristic wiggle as she spoke, "Yeah, I'm Janet. And you're Sullivan, the brute who molested me on the diving board."

Sullivan laughed but glanced nervously around to see if anyone heard her. He responded back, "Just doing my job, 'mam." He hesitated and added,"Your girlfriend called about diving lessons."

"Yeah, she told me that ya'll will meet Friday for a beer and then come over here to practice. That girl is serious about making good grades, but I think she's interested in you or she wouldn't go to this much trouble. Be gentle with her."

"Wow, that's good to hear! And of course I'll be a gentleman with her."

Janet touched his arm and joked, "I didn't say you should be a gentleman."

Janet and Sullivan laughed and continued to totally ignore the two teenage girls who were standing right there. Sullivan waved to Janet signaling that he had to get back to work setting up the lane ropes.

As he moved down the pool side, Janet turned to the girls, "Ooo he's fine!" All three girls watched him in his t-shirt and bathing suit as he pulled on the lane ropes and strained to connect them to the side of the pool. The muscles in his large legs flexed and trembled along with his rear end.

Janet continued, "Look at that butt!" She held her hands apart near her thighs and remarked, "Can you imagine holding that in your hands as it clenches?" She followed this with a guttural, "Mmmph!"

Janet had closed her eyes and now opened them to see horrified expressions on the two teenage girls' faces. "I guess you can't imagine that." The duo looked at Janet as if she was crazy, and Janet just chuckled. "I bet in the next couple of years you two will learn to like all this man stuff."

On seeing their skeptical expressions Janet continued, "Believe me girls; soon you'll end up like me. Right now you're barely 18 years old and still in high school. For years you've been isolated from the rest of the world with your swimming workouts. The good news is you can look forward to an exciting time finally learning about boys." 

Karen made a face at her big sister then turned on her heel. "Come on Aline, we need to change for swim practice."

The girls had dressed in silence, until Karen spoke, "Do you think Sullivan would notice us in these new skimpy swim suits?" Karen was looking at herself in the dressing room mirror as she asked the question. Her suit was a pure-red one-piece racing suit that complemented her coloring, which was composed of dark medium-length straight hair, dark eyes, and creamy skin. She moved her hands in a smoothing motion across her torso, admiring her reflection and the fact that the suit barely covered her small bosom. She turned sideways to the mirror to examine the high cut of the suit which exposed most of her cute tear-drop buttocks. In the mirror she could see her friend Aline, wearing a bright blue version of the same suit. 

Aline clowned around and imitated a blind person. With an exaggeration of Sullivan's voice and manner, Aline joked, "Oops, excuse me little girl. Oh, it's you; have you seen Janet?" They both laughed and then Aline continued. "Honestly, I think we could have stripped out there and he would have kept talking to your sister."

Karen nodded with a serious expression. "It's probably because she has boobs." Automatically they both looked down at Karen's chest as she talked about herself. "This is just pitiful. The best I can say is I have prominent nipples. And at least I have an eight-pack abdomen thanks to swimming. Oh wait, some of that is my nipples. I only have a six-pack." They both laughed in a way that showed they were actually comfortable with their situation even though they were complaining. Karen looked at Aline and commented, "Look at you with your bosom."

"You call this a bosom? These are only pectoral muscles with nipples on top. If I didn't lift weights for sprints, I'd be just like you. That's what the swimming does for us." However, they both knew Aline was just being nice. Aline had beautiful round boobs that stood high on her torso and edged out the top and sides of the racing suit. Compared to her small and petite distance-swimmer friend, Aline was tall and broad-shouldered. She had thick wavy red hair that she kept fairly short, and her skin was very white. The one trait Aline shared with Karen was a prominent and round butt, which was not at all oversized because of exercise from the swimming. Her nice ass especially stood out today due to the color contrast between the bright blue suit and her light complexion.

They picked up their goggles and swim caps then entered the pool area. Karen was turned toward Aline as she spoke. "Sullivan may not notice us in these new suits, but I think Andy will."

"You're damn right I notice! You two are HOT in those suits! And who is Sullivan?" 

"Nobody!" Karen and Aline bellowed at Andy in near unison.

Karen looked past Andy at Janet walking toward them. In a loud whisper she hurriedly said, "Ok, Ok. He's just a guy my sister is checking out, so don't embarrass me, because Janet knows him." 

Without turning to look at Janet, Andy spoke loudly, "Well I've never met your sister, but she can't possibly be that bad!" He turned and flinched, saying, "Oh, is this your sister? Wow, she's not bad looking after all!"

"Very funny," Janet said, clearly enjoying the attention. "You must be the crazy Andy that Karen's been talking about." Andy turned to Karen with a fake hurt expression as Janet continued, "Hey Karen, I'm not going to be able to stick around to watch ya'll swim. I'll see you tonight at the house."

Janet moved to leave and managed to catch the girls' eyes. She indicated Andy and mouthed the expression, "He's cute!" She added a thumbs-up signal.

The three teenagers chatted and started stretching while they waited for the pool to be ready for swim practice. Meanwhile Janet was near the exit as a big guy in a Florida State jersey was hurriedly entering. She said, "Pool's closing for swim practice," on her way out.

Andy spotted him immediately, "That's the asshole on the bicycle!" The girls looked around in confusion but Andy was already hurrying toward the Florida-State guy, who was literally twice Andy's size.

The guy muttered to himself with road rage, "I know they're here. The car is in the parking lot." He was then able to look past Andy and spot Aline, "HEY BITCH!" This got everyone's attention. The lifeguard, Sullivan, glanced up and began walking toward them.

Andy was indignant. "Dat's mah girlfriend you're talking to!" which of course was not exactly true, but the giant didn't know that.

The guy slowly lowered his eyes to face this high-school kid in a Speedo. The big man's expression changed from rage to form a cruel grin.

"Would you look at this? It's a Leprechaun!" and he reached a large paw forward to shove Andy back a step toward the edge of the pool.

Andy angrily jumped forward in an attempt to shove back. It was a useless effort. The big man did not budge. Then he easily grabbed Andy in a bear hug. The Florida-State guy looked over at Aline and Karen with sadistic glee saying, "Let's find out what it takes to get a pot-of-gold from this Leprechaun." He turned Andy around and pulled Andy's rear hard up against the front of his biker shorts. It was an upsetting display of doggy-style domination, clearly intended to humiliate Andy.

"MAN, YOU NEED TO STOP THIS!" Sullivan called out as he neared the commotion. The big man looked up at Sullivan and lost his grip on Andy's squirming slippery shape. Andy squirted free and fell into the diving pool with an awkward splash."

The giant turned his aggressiveness toward Sullivan. "DO YOU THINK YOU'VE GOT ENOUGH FUCKING GUTS TO MAKE ME STOP?" He was a head taller than Sullivan. With his elbows back, he shoved his chest forward into Sullivan's face in the classic playground standoff. Sullivan began to look around nervously for a way out of this.

Andy called out from the water, "YOU'RE AN ASSHOLE!" and splashed the pair. 

The big man responded immediately, "I'm gonna kick your ass! These biking shoes cost over a hundred dollars."

This comment seemed to trigger something in Andy. He immediately started splashing gallons of water on the feet of the big bully, and did not stop splashing. In a huff, the big man jerked off his football jersey and began to pull off his shoes, with Andy splashing him the whole time.

Sullivan spoke to the big man over the sound of the splashing water, "Don't go in that water."

The Florida-State big man looked coolly at Sullivan as he continued to strip down to his biker shorts. He seemed to get even angrier as water cascaded over his bent form.




Back Dive Ch. 02



"I'm warning you. Don't do it!"

The big brute gave Sullivan what must have been his favorite comment, "Fuck You!"

For being such a big guy, he was surprisingly quick. He made a belly-first leap into the water right on top of a surprised Andy. The water surface boiled over with waves, big fists, and little fists.

Karen and Aline had made it over to where Sullivan was standing. Karen screamed, "Please do something! He's going to drown my boyfriend!" She made a move as if she was going into the water to help.

Sullivan quickly wrapped an arm across her belly, pulling her back from the edge. "I don't want to do anything yet. Let's see how your boyfriend does."

Sullivan did not mind intervening. But he had learned discipline through athletics and through his engineering studies. He preferred to see how the situation would unfold before acting.

The water stopped churning and the big man was energetically treading water, whipping his head around looking for Andy. Andy popped to the surface about ten feet away.

"Hey Fat-Ass!" Andy yelled with a well-aimed water blast right in the guy's face. The man was obviously an athlete, showing great strength as he growled and thrashed high in the water descending on Andy. With a mighty kick he almost came out of the water, landing right on top of Andy.

In a panic, both girls let out high-pitched screams. Sullivan had to gently hold both of them back as he continued to focus on the activity in the diving well. Aline called out, "PLEASE, SOMEONE...!"

Andy disappeared and then reappeared right in the middle of the deep well. He was treading water just hard enough to barely get his mouth above the water surface and say, "Fat-Ass!" 

The big guy had no clue that he was already in serious trouble. In a fit of rage he sprinted toward Andy, who was not there. The big man kicked hard, looking around. He finally thrust his face in the water searching for Andy.

Everyone watching on poolside sensed that an important turn in events was coming. It was like the opening scene of the movie "Jaws" when an innocent swimmer is jerked underwater for several confusing seconds and the audience screams in terror. That's sort of what happened to this big idiot. He was pulled under in a rush of bubbles. When he finally burst to the surface for a gasping breath, he was whipping the water with straight arms, totally out of control.

Andy circled the struggling prey, floating low in the water almost like an alligator. The big man almost got his composure back and started throwing wild fists. Andy vanished with only a bubble to mark the spot. The big man was forced under for even longer this time.

When the big man finally made it to the surface there was no pretense of fight left in him. His expression was one of pure panic as he loudly sucked in precious air. But he only got half of a breath before he was underwater again. When he finally popped up high above the surface he had clearly lost energy. He gave up and started paddling to the side in defeat.

But he was wrong to think it was over. From behind, Andy's hand appeared over the big man's head, grabbed a handful of hair and dunked him backwards while pulling him back to the middle of the deep water for more torture. Again and again the weakening giant tried to get away and each time Andy pulled him back to deep water, dunking him.

The mood on poolside became tense and people started looking to Sullivan for some sort of help. Sullivan's lifeguard training had taught him that a struggling swimmer will continue to look at the side of the pool as long as he has hope. But when the swimmer turns his eyes up to look at the lifeguard, it's time for a rescue.

The big man finally lifted his eyes for help. But his expression became pitiful with the realization that it was Sullivan who was the only person he could turn to for help. 

Andy also looked over to the lifeguard. Sullivan waived for Andy to bring the big man in. Without any more dunking, Andy expertly used a sidestroke to pull the exhausted and hopeless man by his hair to the side of the pool. Sullivan pulled him up so that the man's heaving but otherwise motionless body was on the pool deck. The activity in the rest of the building resumed preparations for swim practice, pretending not to have noticed a problem.

Sullivan sat with the Florida-State big man as he recuperated. The man released a single sob of relief that he was alive. He was physically and mentally whipped.

"Are you going to be OK?" Sullivan asked.

"Yeah," but he stayed stretched out on the deck. He did not move or even open his eyes.

Sullivan quietly commented, "You can consider yourself lucky. These Coon-Asses are normally very friendly, but they can be deadly when you cross them. If you had been in South Louisiana swamp country, it could have been a lot worse." Sullivan helped him get his stuff together and leave.

The three teenagers stood in one of the swimming lanes watching. The girls were still shook up but Andy seemed cheerful and basically acted as if nothing had happened out of the ordinary. 

Aline was especially upset. "Andy I am so sorry I got you into such a mess with that monster. He came here to get me, and you took up for me. I owe you!"

In Andy's jovial way he first glanced toward his girlfriend Karen then said, "Oh, I'm sure I'll come up with some way for you to pay me back."



Back Dive Ch. 03



 Ch. 03 – Teens Alone in the Basement

"Hi Mom! Aline, Andy, and I want to study for the ACT in my room." 

Karen's mother peered skeptically over her glasses at Andy, but only saw Karen's cute boyfriend who looked her square in the face and said, "As usual Mrs. Smith, I can see where Janet and Karen get their good looks." She blushed with a beaming smile and motioned for them to go on to the basement, which was Karen's room.

All three of them hurried down the stairs smiling. Their anticipation came from a somewhat steamy conversation in the car ride from swim practice. Andy had declared that he thought the appropriate way for Aline to show her gratitude for him was to participate in a "bottom rub". Karen immediately objected to the idea of her boyfriend doing a "bottom rub" with her best friend. And of course Aline did not know what that was. Andy's grin widened as Karen explained that it was just a fun way to cuddle that she and Andy had come up with. Erotic tension filled the car with the realization that Karen had not said "yes", but she hadn't said "hell no" either.

Once in the basement no one seemed to know what was expected. Both Andy and Aline looked to Karen who gave in to her desire for control. "Ok, Ok, there's nothing to it. Ya'll just back up to each other and rub bottoms." Andy and Aline continued to just stand there so Karen continued, "Go ahead, it's Ok with me."

Andy and Aline looked at each other and their grins signaled their consent. They backed up to each other with eagerness. Aline extended her hands back to Andy's hips to steady their impact, and Andy responded by placing his hands on Aline's shorts. Aline was a little taller than Andy, but that did not hinder their ability to mash bottoms together. Andy and Aline laughed with playful abandon as they held each other's hips and wiggled rear-ends. Andy stumbled a little but would not let go, dragging Aline a step or so with him, which just made them giggle harder. They didn't stop until their laughing finally ceased. 

They stepped away from each other and turned with flushed faces to Karen. Both Andy and Aline assumed that was the end of the "bottom rub", but they were wrong.

"Oh, that's not nearly good enough!" said Karen, "It's not supposed to be just play. It's supposed to be hot. Come on, get down to your bathing suits."

All three of them were wearing their suits as if they were underwear. Without hesitation all three dropped shorts and t-shirts to the floor.

Karen continued directing, "Now, let's get you two warmed up. Help each other move your suits up to a thong style."

Andy stood there shocked at the suggestion, and Aline did not immediately understand what Karen wanted. Karen led by example and turned sideways to them, moving her own suit up into the crack of her ass. "Go ahead," she said, "Aline, you adjust Andy's suit first."

Although she hesitated, Aline took the opportunity to appreciate Andy. He stood confidently in the middle of the room wearing only his black Speedo. Andy may have been small for his age, but he was ripped. He was a wiry distance swimmer, with an occasional case of "attitude". One reason he was well-liked was for his outgoing personality, but he was also very cute, with a perpetual friendly smirk. He had sun-bleached brown hair, a smooth olive complexion, and outstanding blue eyes. Females of all ages liked him and under normal circumstances he would have been a lady's man, but he was a late bloomer and the swimming had taken all of his spare time up to this point in his life.

Andy turned for easy access. Carefully using only her fingertips, Aline pulled his suit up into the crevice of his bottom so that it resembled a thong.

Karen was scornful, "That wasn't very exciting. OK Andy, show her how it's done."

With a glassy-eyed grin and a knowing look toward Karen, Andy circled behind the wary Aline. He knelt close to her, which made her nervously inch away. He gently guided her back close by corralling her knees with his hands.

"I'm sorry Aline," Andy began, "but I've been admiring your beautiful ass in your bright blue suit all afternoon. Karen isn't objecting, so I'm going to make sure to enjoy this while I can."

Aline looked a little spooked as if she might run, but Karen spoke, "Don't listen to Andy. He's just being crude to shock you."

Andy was being treated to a close-up view of Aline's butt. The swimming helped fashion some truly remarkable back sides. Aline was more muscular than Karen and so was her butt. Karen had a very feminine looking tear-drop shape to her ass, and walked with a hypnotizing left and right swing of her hips. 

Aline was very different. Her buttocks were round, almost like two small melons, with a back dimple above each mound. She had a slight sway-back posture which caused her butt to protrude back. This posture also resulted in an attractive "pooch" look to her tummy. There was no crease in the creamy-smooth skin at the junction where her legs attached, just a smooth transition into the buttocks. When Aline walked she did not sway as much from side to side, but rather her buttocks took turns moving up and down without much of a jiggle.

Aline looked over her shoulder to see what Andy was doing. He raised his hands to the level of her exposed butt-cheeks, and her butt began to quiver involuntarily.

Andy took his time. He very lightly placed his palms on Aline's smooth white buttocks.

Aline flinched, "Oooh!"

Andy gently ran his hands along the edge of the leg opening to the front side, almost touching Aline's vaginal area.

Aline bucked in his grasp, "OOH! OOH!"

He ran his fingers inside the leg opening, pulling upward as he came back, resting the suit higher on her hips. With one hand he pulled the leg opening back away from one buttock, and with the other hand he gently seized a handful of her bare bottom, pulling that leg of the suit into her crevice.

"OH MY GOD!" she whispered as her skin trembled under his touch.

Andy repeated the same procedure with the other leg opening, completing the "thong" look. He took the opportunity to place a palm on the inside of Aline's thigh from behind and slowly ran it up her leg, with his fingers protruding out front.

"Ooh!" she gulped. 

He pretended to stop just short of her vagina, but of course he managed to just barely graze her sensitive area.

Aline jumped almost three feet forward, calling out, "Whooaa!"

Karen took over again, as usual. "Oh Andy! She can't take all of that. Remember she's new to this." Karen approached the skittish Aline and gave her a hug. "See, there's nothing to be afraid of. Come on you two, it's time for friendship hugs all around." Karen hugged Andy and waited impatiently as Andy and Aline gave each other a very polite embrace.

Karen stepped forward in a matter-of-fact way. "Come on Andy. Do a bottom-rub with me first so Aline can see how it's done." 

As Karen moved forward she did some unconscious preening. Karen had a round face with cute dimples, and she knew she was pretty. With her eyes cast downward she walked toward Andy, moving her hands sensuously over the outlines of her new red suit. Karen had a tiny waist to go along with her shapely bottom, and she put a little extra swing into her walk. 

Andy was only slightly taller than the petite Karen which helped make them look particularly cute together. Andy and Karen tentatively reached back to gently grip each other's almost bare hips. There was no laughing but they smiled with eager anticipation. Andy and Karen were wide-eyed with their mouths slightly open as they gradually braced for the erotic feel of skin on skin. With a fraction of an inch between them, both of their bottoms trembled in anticipation.

"Oooh!" said Karen in a high pitched voice as they made first contact. They stood still, barely touching for several seconds. 

Gradually Andy began to move his bottom from side to side, and Karen followed his lead. Every few seconds she would express a nervous sounding "Oooh!" and each time Andy answered with a dreamy-eyed "Mmm"

Over the course of about half a minute they went from barely touching to pushing and mashing butts against each other. Meanwhile they had unthinkingly begun to let their hands move, so that by the end of the 30 seconds they were gripping and pulling on the front of each other's bare thighs.

Karen gently pulled away with the exclamation, "That was a good one!" They were both red-faced and breathing heavy.

"Holy Shit! You two were hot!" Aline croaked. She skipped in front of Karen and gave her a bear hug. "That was so good!" 

Aline turned with a smile and also gave Andy a full-body hug. Suddenly, Aline's knees gave out and she collapsed to the floor laughing hysterically, disrupting the excitement-packed mood in the room. Aline continued to laugh uncontrollably and slowly pointed to Andy's groin. The three robotically looked at Andy's obvious erection, barely covered over by his bathing suit. Aline squealed, "I could feel his boner!"

Andy's already red face got redder with embarrassment. "I can't help it!" 

Aline's laughter almost died down but then exploded again, "And Karen, look at your wet spot!"

Sure enough, they all looked down to Karen's vagina and a small dark spot stood out against the pure red of her suit.

Karen covered her privates with both hands and turned on Aline with an evil grin. "Oh, you're going to pay for that, Best Friend. It's your turn now, and I get to say what happens. You're going to have to lean up against his thingie again, bitch!"

Karen was smiling, but stern. From a seated position on the floor Aline sobered up in a hurry, "Karen! I don't know about this. It's getting a little serious."

"You should have thought about that before you laughed at us."

Still embarrassed, Andy piped in, "Hey, it's OK Karen. Aline shouldn't have to do anything she doesn't want to do."

"Yes she does too! Now back up to each other."

Andy looked toward Aline but she did not return his gaze. However, she slowly and reluctantly stood up with her back toward Andy, wearing a scared expression.

"Place your backs together and then I'll tell you what to do next." Andy stood next to the taller female so that his shoulder blades were just slightly under hers and their lower bodies several inches apart. Aline was breathing fast and shallow with her eyes closed. Andy reached back and gripped Aline's bare hips and she did the same. Slowly they closed the distance between them. No one was smiling but all three were tense with anticipation and the only sound in the room was their labored breathing.

"AAHH!" groaned Andy and Aline in unison as their warm skin finally touched. Andy and Aline slowly and sensuously moved only enough to push against each other and enjoy the passion of the moment.

When they had calmed down some, Karen got on her knees, reached across to the front of their hips, and gently pulled. "Now stay pressed against each other and slowly turn."

Karen kept her hands in place and her friends did as directed. From her knees on the floor, Karen was treated to a new visual experience as the two pelvic regions came into clear view. Andy had a more prominent boner than before and it was causing the top of his suit to stand out slightly from his six-pack abs. Aline's suit had formed a serious "cameltoe" into her pussy, probably due to the thong arrangement, but also because her genitals were engorged and swollen.

Karen turned them until they faced each other. They had primly pulled their lower bodies apart so that only their upper bodies met. 

"Now give your partner a good hug." 

They grabbed each other across their upper backs and hugged. This was still very intense given that only Aline's racing suit materiel separated Andy's toned chest from her high round tits. They gently rocked their shoulders and increased the warm sensitive feeling across their torsos.

But that was not enough for Karen. She gripped a handful of buttock on each of them and slowly pressed them toward each other. Andy and Aline both flinched at the contact with Karen's palms and briefly looked down at Karen, who seemed to be focused only on their lower bodies. They looked back at each other and Aline slowly closed her eyes while letting her head fall slightly back. 

Karen's mind was on the joining of that boner with that cameltoe. As the two genital areas got close Karen guided Aline upward and Andy downward so that the head of his penis would meet with the opening of Aline's pussy. When they were very close, Karen pushed them together. The almost visible head of Andy's penis gently and firmly nudged through Aline's cameltoe lips and lodged against the opening of her pussy.

"AAHHHHHH!" they almost yelled at the same instant. They violently jerked their hips apart. But neither one tried to fully separate.

"BINGOOOO!" yelled Karen. 

She allowed a moment for her friends to calm down and continued, "Now keep turning around," she croaked hoarsely as she pulled on them. All three were breathing heavy and fast.

Aline and Andy allowed their hands to fall and touch each other as they turned. By the time their backs met they had each lightly touched the other person's thighs and buttocks with their fingertips.

"A couple of more turns and you'll be finished." Andy and Aline did not respond, they just kept turning.

As they turned to face Karen, she assessed the situation. Andy's dick had grown even more and the head was even with the top of his suit. Aline's cameltoe was a lot more pronounced due to the nudge, and her pussy lips were more engorged with throbbing blood. Normally Karen would have been shocked with such views but she was too carried away with the event to be shocked. She stretched higher to look down the top of Andy's suit and got a brief look at the red top of his dick. 

Andy and Aline faced each other again and hugged their upper bodies tight together. They patiently waited as Karen grabbed their butts again, she leaned in close to carefully lined them up, and very slowly pressed them together so that she could clearly see the head of his dick graze down the length of Aline's cameltoe pussy to line up with her covered opening. Then Karen signaled with a push.

This time Andy and Aline pulled at each other across the lower back. "Aaahhhrrgg!" they both gasped through clenched teeth. They staggered slightly as Andy pressed hard enough for his butt cheeks to flex. 

As Andy and Aline pushed, Andy raised up on his toes. Both of them had their eyes closed and accidentally grazed lips, causing Aline's eyes to pop open.

"OK, keep turning."

On this turn Andy and Aline were openly caressing each other. They touched and pulled on each other without quite touching the other's genitals. As they turned to face Karen, she got a view that would burn forever in her memory. The head of Andy's throbbing dick protruded at least an inch above the top of his suit. Both of their toned stomachs were rapidly moving in and out. And Aline's pussy was totally wet from her lubricating fluids, causing her suit to conform so closely to her pussy that Karen could clearly see her protruding clitoris.

They continued to turn without urging from Karen. As they faced each other Aline leaned her head down to Andy and they again touched lips as if by mistake.

They patiently waited for Karen to line them up again, which she did with careful scrutiny. Aline spread her legs some more and they waited patiently while breathing so hard the noise filled the room.

Karen carefully used her grip on their butts to line up the head of Andy's dick just above Aline's clitoris. She gently guided them together and then signaled for Andy to move up and down against Aline's clitoris. Andy and Aline gently carressed each other's butts 

Andy caught on that he was stroking Aline's pussy with the head of his dick. Each time he felt himself rubbing across the little nub of Aline's clitoris she would groan into his mouth. 

"Ahh...Ahhh...Ahhhhhh!!!"

After a half dozen gentle strokes, Karen lined them up again at the entrance to Aline's cloth-covered pussy and gave the signal. She watched as the head of Andy's dick almost disappeared into her close friend, stretching the bathing suit materiel close to the point of tearing.

"UUGGHHHH!!" they cried. Andy and Aline were gripping each other's asses and pulling hard. They were red-faced and grimacing. Without encouragement they pushed hard several times against each other, as Karen concentrated on the veined head of Andy's naked dick appearing and then disappearing into the hot bathing-suit-covered folds of Aline's pussy lips.

"UGHH...UGHH...UGHH!!!"

"OK, that's good enough. Ya'll can stop now." Karen croaked as she stood up from her kneeling position. "Now that's what I call a good bottom-rub!"

Andy and Aline were slow to hear Karen. They continued to hold each other tight but with less motion. Their lips were together as they turned their faces to look incredulously at Karen. Finally they stopped moving, but in the position of their genitals jammed tight against each other.

"Come on ya'll, that's it," Karen said. She fanned her flushed face with her hand, indicating that she was also affected by the "show".

"We can't keep doing this for a while?" Andy managed to ask.

"Oh no. I shouldn't have let you get that carried away with my best friend," Karen commented casually, "but this was a special occasion."

Andy and Aline looked at each other's red faces. They were both still breathing heavy through open mouths. Aline nodded that it was time to separate. Very slowly she backed away from their embrace with the last point of contact being their genitals.

"Aahh!" they both groaned.

Aline automatically looked down at Andy's groin and saw his erect dick protruding half-way out of his bathing suit, "Oh my goodness!" She backed up to the wall in a daze.

Andy did not take his eyes off of Aline. "Karen, this is killing me!"

Karen snuggled close behind Andy and spoke in a mocking tone, "Oh, my poor boyfriend has a case of blue-balls because I won't let him abuse my best friend!" To add insult to injury she lightly reached around and dragged her fingertips down the length of his aching hard-on.

"Uugghh," he groaned while still looking intensely at Aline.

Karen scolded, "Andy, you just can't do things like this with other girls." She turned to go fetch their clothing.

Andy flinched with that comment, hesitated and slowly turned toward Karen. He briefly watched her exposed teardrop-shaped ass sway with a slight jiggle at each step. With a rapid movement Andy caught up with Karen, hugging her around the waist from behind. Karen squealed in surprise as he picked her up and spun her so that both of them faced Aline across the room, with Karen in front of him.

"Oooo Andy! Don't embarrass me in front of Aline!" she laughed hysterically. But one of Andy's hands was already moving vigorously across her bosom. 

"Oh My God!" uttered Aline.

Karen was giggling but also getting turned on. She ground her butt against Andy, causing him to grunt. He was clearly out of control and probably would not stop until Karen got angry, and that did not look likely. As Karen and Andy openly groped each other in front of Aline, Karen looked at her best friend and tried to explain from across the room, through giggles and groans.

"Aline, I think I pushed Andy too far. He's in one of his moods." Karen reached behind her to grab Andy's dick and give it a few jerks, causing him to groan as he humped against her thong-covered ass. She continued looking into Aline's eyes, "Would you make sure to watch the stairwell and let us know if Mom opens the door?"

Aline kept her eyes glued on Andy and Karen as she stumbled to a spot where she could also see the stairwell. Karen had turned her head so that she and Andy could share a deep kiss as he stroked her breasts and she pulled on his dick.




Back Dive Ch. 03



Karen continued talking to Aline, "I know we're best friends and I should have told you sooner. As you can see, Andy and I have gone further with each other than I've told you about."

Andy was totally concentrating on Karen without even a glance toward Aline. One of his hands slowly moved from Karen's tits in a downward direction.

"Oh no!" she giggled, "You can't do that in front of Aline!" Karen placed a hand over his to stop him, but she continued to grind her butt against him and used her other hand to stroke him. Andy's palm had almost made it to her bathing-suit covered groin.

"Not in front of Aline! She'll be embarrassed!" Karen was breathing hard and pushing back against Andy. "Oh well, OK, go ahead."

Even through her bathing suit, Andy was able to immediately locate Karen's clitoris with his middle finger. As soon as he did Karen bent forward with a huge gasp, but Andy did not let go. He continued to stroke her clitoris with his finger as her knees almost buckled and she bent forward with a long groan. When she straightened back up, Andy had managed to remove the straps of her bathing suit from her shoulders. One of her tits was exposed and he found it with his free hand.

"Holy Shit!" Aline breathed.

Karen heard her, "Please don't be too upset Aline." Suddenly Andy moved his hand inside the leg of Karen's suit and he was stroking her bare clitoris. She kept calling out to Aline, "Oooo! This feels so good Aline! I'm glad you're finally finding out about us."

Andy let go of Karen, stepped out from behind her, and quickly dropped his Speedo to the floor. Aline was not that shocked, given the surprising show she was watching. It occurred to her that she really had expected a penis to be larger than that. However, Andy did not let it slow him down.

Andy reached for Karen's suit and dropped it to the floor. She flinched but stood breathing heavily with an open mouth and looking intently into Andy's eyes. They were totally nude and proceeded to fall into each other's arms as if drawn by powerful magnets. Andy walked Karen backward toward her bed and in the process their hands were all over each other.

At the bed Andy got his shorts and pulled out a small packet. He gave it to Karen and she nodded. It was a condom. She expertly got on her knees, gave Andy a few jerks and a few licks, and unrolled the condom onto his stiff cock.

Andy picked her up to a standing position and gently pushed her backward onto the bed. Her legs naturally fell wide open as Andy moved between them.

Aline could see everything, but she mostly admired Andy. His wiry muscles rippled with every movement, and every movement was directed toward mounting Karen. Aline could clearly see Karen's tiny pussy opening. The head of Andy's dick settled precisely on it, and his butt muscles trembled with anticipation of what was going to happen next. 

That's when Aline witnessed a strange occurrence.

Karen grimaced, "No, you're too low." Andy very carefully eased the head of his dick upward so that it was sliding along the groove at her clitoris without going inside her vagina. "Oh yeah!" Karen said, "Give it to me Andy!"

Aline watched as Andy enthusiastically moved back and forth without ever entering, while Karen squirmed passionately beneath him. Aline frowned with confusion and cocked her head whispering to herself, "Do those two think they're fucking?"

Whatever they were doing, it was with gusto. Andy picked up the pace, stroking Karen's clitoris faster and faster with his penis. Karen responded by having an enthusiastic orgasm, almost losing Andy in the process.

But Andy still had plenty of energy. He turned Karen around to stand facing Aline as he sat behind her on the bed. Again they carefully managed the placement of Andy's dick to slide up and down over Karen's clitoris without ever entering her vagina.

After a lot of bouncing Karen called out, "I'm going to cum again Andy!" 

He breathed, "I'll try to make it at the same time!" 

And he did. Karen had an orgasm as Andy jammed his condom-covered dick hard against her clitoris. They both groaned before falling back on the bed, "Arghhh!" 

Within seconds and without looking up, Karen called out, "Aline, I can't believe we let you watch us go all the way!" 

Aline decided to not question the truthfulness of that comment. Moments later it was totally forgotten as the nude Andy chased the squealing girls around the room with the cum-filled condom.



Back Dive Ch. 04



 Ch. 04 – S&S Barroom Etiquette and Poolside Lessons

The Bar:

Friday evening at the Bengal Lounge was dark, crowded, and loud. Sullivan waited for Sarah at a small corner table with a beer. He had just arrived, and he already felt intimidated. 

Sullivan had actually put thought into what turned out to be the wrong clothing. He had chosen his most casual look: flip-flops, a baggy t-shirt, and shorts. He didn't even like flip flops. This attire probably would have been fine except there was some kind of fraternity gathering and the place was loaded with loud rich guys wearing long-sleeve shirts, dress shoes, and tailored slacks. They ignored him as if he was a bum and he felt like one.

Sullivan relied on his discipline to help him in most situations. However his discipline did not seem to help much in social settings like this, or with women. 

And then Sarah entered the room. She spotted Sullivan and gave him a smile that lit up the room, getting the attention of the nearby fraternity guys. He realized this was the first time he had seen her smile, and his heart skipped.

As Sarah crossed the room Sullivan noticed she was dressed nicely and apparently knew several of the fraternity guys, who showed her a lot of respect. This just reinforced Sullivan's feeling that he was outclassed. However he did notice that Sarah refused to chat with any of these guys because she was intent on meeting with him.

"Hello Sarah, can I get you a beer?"

"No thanks, I want to be completely alert for our diving lesson later. But I will take a diet coke."

They managed to relax and chat for almost an hour. Sullivan thought Sarah was great. She was cheerful and energetic. And she didn't seem to notice or care that Sullivan did not fit with the crowd. It began to dawn on Sullivan that this girl was special. 

Normally in this situation Sullivan might be nervous and allow his mind to think negative thoughts such as: 'this won't last long', or 'she just likes me because I'm a jock'. Instead Sullivan felt genuine acceptance from her, and he was truly enjoying this time as exceptional. 

But that great feeling changed when he caught the eye of a particular person in the room. "Aw, shit!" Sullivan said under his breath.

"Hi-ya Sullivan!" said a short muscular guy as he bounced to the table. "I see you're breaking training. I don't blame you considering how you dove in this morning's Prelims."

Sarah turned to Sullivan with a look of curiosity over what this was about. Sullivan was obviously uncomfortable as he introduced her to the grinning intruder. "Harvey is a diver from Memphis, here for a big swimming and diving meet. This morning we did the first seven of ten dives on the high board. Harvey is in the lead and I'm in eighth place." 

Harvey looked as if he expected Sarah to be impressed with him, but she simply nodded politely. Harvey focused his attention back to Sullivan. He looked at Sullivan but spoke as if he was talking to Sarah.

"Sullivan barely made the cut. The top eight will do the last three dives in the Finals tomorrow." 

Harvey's strange communication style irritated Sarah. She was a feminist at heart, but this trait never became evident until she was around a guy who was self-absorbed.

Sullivan squirmed in his chair as Sarah commented to Harvey, "So you haven't won yet."

Harvey never quit looking straight at Sullivan as he replied, "No, but I have my best dives left. And no one will be able to catch me, unless I break training like Sully here."

Sarah had an impish grin as she calmly looked at Harvey and said, "You Pussy!"

Both divers turned to look with amazement at Sarah. Sullivan simply leaned back in his chair and smiled, looking forward to seeing what would develop. He gulped on his beer hoping Harvey would notice the implication that Sullivan was not a pussy.

Harvey smiled and turned a little red in reaction to her comment. This time he actually looked at Sarah when he leaned one hand on the table and spoke. "What you don't know is the history behind Sullivan and me. Four years ago he came to a big diving meet in my home town, Memphis. I had never lost, and he ended up winning by four measly points! In my home town! In front of my family and friends!"

Harvey turned to glance at Sullivan, who just shrugged. Harvey kept talking, "It motivated me. Since that day I've worked out like a dog, without a single vacation break, and I've obviously passed Sullivan by. However, the good feeling won't be complete until I can fully return the favor. I've been looking forward to the moment, and tomorrow it's going to happen!"

Sullivan had enough. He didn't wait to find out if Sarah was interested in hearing more, "Sarah, how about dancing with me?"

"Sure!"

Without comment, they left Harvey alone and still leaning with his hand on the table. His grin stayed frozen on his face.

Sullivan swayed a little as he followed Sarah to the dance area. He was not much of a drinker, and the low fat content of his body did not help. But once they made it to the dance floor he was comfortable. A slow dance started and Sarah eased into his arms as if they had done this many times before. She was completely relaxed and Sullivan reveled in the feel of her body moving under the light materiel of her summer dress.

A hand tapped Sullivan on the shoulder, "Mind if I cut in?" Of course it was the grinning Harvey Hand. Sarah and Sullivan stumbled apart in confusion and mild surprise. Harvey took that as an invitation and moved in to dance with Sarah. She looked over Harvey's shoulder in wide-eyed surprise as Sullivan stood alone in the middle of the dance floor.

Sullivan walked to the side of the room and he again realized he felt tipsy from gulping down that beer too fast. He looked back at Sarah and Harvey dancing and talking, and Sullivan realized he felt rattled and out of place.

Sullivan could not bear to just watch so he went into the nearby bathroom. When he looked in the mirror Sullivan could see his hair was messed up, forming a goofy-looking swirl on top of his head. As he straightened his hair he spoke to his reflection, "You're out of your element here, Sullivan!"

When Sullivan came back out to face the crowded room, he could not find Sarah or Harvey on the dance floor. "That's it! I'm out of here!" he mumbled to himself.

Sullivan took several steps toward the door then heard a clear, calming, female voice, "Are we leaving for the pool?" It was Sarah, and she was sitting at the same table as before. Sullivan came close with a confused expression and Sarah dropped her eyes with an apologetic tone in her voice, "I'm sorry, but I wasn't going to keep dancing with that guy once you left my sight."

The Pool:

Sarah noticed that Sullivan had seemed uneasy at the bar. This was strange to her since he was an obvious "Big-Man-On-Campus" and she felt overwhelmed around him. However here at the swimming pool he exuded confidence and Sarah was the one who was a little rattled.

"OK Sarah, I'll spot you on a few back bends for practice. Then we'll see about your trying a back dive again with my help."

Sullivan and Sarah were in their bathing suits on poolside at night. The facility was closed but one of Sullivan's jobs was night watchman so of course he was able to sneak Sarah into the facility. The pool was outdoors but was completely surrounded by walls and buildings. It was beautiful in the dark with just a few lights reflecting off the mirror-smooth water.

Sullivan got on one knee in the middle of a tumbling mat and signaled for Sarah to come close. He touched her at knee level, guiding her into position near him.

"This first time, just sit on my knee and I'll help you complete the rest of the back bend."

"Sure, that doesn't seem so difficult," she smiled. As she sat on his knee Sullivan placed one hand on the back of her thighs and one in the middle of her back.

Sullivan silently noticed the feel of Sarah's warm smooth skin, and also her composure. He became aware of a very faint aroma, not a perfume but simply the crisp clean pleasant smell of a woman. "Just look straight back and place your hands on the mat." 

Sullivan lifted her up slightly so that she was no longer seated on his knee. Sarah was a little shaky but she completed the move, ending up in a backwards bridge position.

"Very good!" Sullivan said. He was still supporting her and could not help but focus on the sensitive hollow of Sarah's bare tummy, just below the rib cage. He reached under her to pull and lift her to him, allowing her to stand upright with just a little stumble. He was careful to avoid her breasts as they narrowly missed brushing across his face.

"Alright, now I'll spot you just like I will when we're on the board."

They faced each other with easy smiles and assumed a position very much like a light embrace. Sullivan held Sarah along the lower back much closer than necessary. 

At that point Sarah became confused by the closeness of their positioning. She looked innocently up to Sullivan, clearly wondering if he was trying to kiss her. He fumbled clumsily with her, realizing that he had caused this dilemma. 

Sarah responded by lifting her chin and offering her lips to him. Sullivan was slow to accept the invitation, so by the time he bent to kiss her, all Sullivan got was her forehead butting him in the front teeth.

"Oof!" he flinched.

"Oh! I'm sorry!" Sarah exclaimed. They both giggled awkwardly as Sullivan ran his tongue over his teeth.

"It was my fault," he laughed. "That'll teach me for trying to be sneaky about getting close."

"It's okay, you can be sneaky if you want to."

"Well, let me try that again." Sarah turned her face up to him and Sullivan experienced the best first kiss of his life. Sarah's lips were warm and full. She easily settled into his arms and seemed to be the perfect height for a standing kiss. Their bodies came together for full sensual contact but it was the moist kiss that Sullivan would remember for the rest of his days.

As their lips parted Sarah tilted her head back and cooed in a way that showed the kiss had been special for her too. Sullivan commented, "Wow, one of us is a really good kisser!"

That first kiss was all they needed to be completely comfortable with each other. They smiled and casually touched each other innocently as if they had been together for years. Eventually they had to resume practicing back bends.

Sullivan joked, "Okay, this time I really mean it. Do a back bend as if we are on the diving board."

Again they came to each other in a light embrace. The front of their thighs touched and neither one backed away from the contact. Sullivan scanned her torso and also the way her pubic area protruded into the stretched covering of the two-piece bathing suit. 

She completed the move easily, with only a little help from Sullivan. As she got to a standing position she looked at Sullivan with a beaming smile, "You know what? I think our little sensual play distracts me and makes the back bend less scary."

"Really? Let's try it again!"

Sullivan and Sarah moved quickly to face each other. Sullivan then moved slow purposefully with a loose embrace that caused their bodies to barely touch along the front of their thighs and torsos. 

Sarah dreamily responded by leaning toward Sullivan and lightly moving her palms over his shoulders and back. Sullivan leaned his face in to lightly nuzzle her neck and she turned toward him for a kiss, just a soft meeting of the lips lasting only a couple of seconds.

Sarah easily bent backwards as they pretended to ignore the excitement of their thighs pressed against each other. With very little help from Sullivan she completed the back bend. He was genuinely impressed, "Good job!" 

Sarah enthusiastically jumped up and threw her arms around Sullivan's neck with a squealing hug. They managed to kiss briefly again before the bright eyed Sarah exclaimed, "That was easy! I think I'm ready for the diving board!"

The lack of sunlight did not seem to bother them. Sarah climbed up the ladder first. Almost immediately Sullivan was beside her, easing her nerves merely by slipping his hand into hers and guiding her movements. They slowed as they neared the end of the board where it bent with their combined presence.

"OK, turn around and back your heels off the end of the board," Sullivan said quietly.

Sarah's eyes grew bigger and her eager smile disappeared as she turned her back to the pool. Sullivan was standing close. Without meaning to, Sarah pulled him closer until their torsos and thighs met. She backed up and gently pulled Sullivan along with her. He obediently shadowed her movements while his hands supported the small of her back. When she was situated, she looked wide-eyed and questioning up into Sullivan's eyes. 

"Don't worry, I have you. Now, just do that back bend."

Sarah slowly bent backward. Both of them ignored that her pubic bone was pressing firmly against Sullivan's thigh. Sarah looked backward at the darkness and began to make out the upside-down image of the end of the pool. When she saw the water a flood of confidence overcame her and she automatically leaned to fall back and place her hands on the water.

Sullivan carefully held her at the waist and allowed her body to fall toward the water. Just as a precaution he also went into the water face first, holding her all the way down. 

They broke the surface and Sarah was ecstatic, "I did it!" She threw her arms around Sullivan's neck and he avoided going under by swimming backward and dragging them both toward the side of the pool. She held on for the ride with a surprised, "Oooo!"

In two elementary back strokes Sullivan reached the side and the momentum of their bodies naturally made them come together. This time they both said, "Oooo!"

But Sarah did not contain her enthusiasm. "I did it!" she repeated. She was animated and excited, and her beaming expression was all the lighting Sullivan needed on this beautiful night.

"One more like that and you won't need me anymore," Sullivan said with genuine pride.

Their faces were close and they leaned toward each other as if drawn by a magnet. Their kiss was real, not just an affectionate peck. Sullivan's body drifted closer to Sarah in the deep water. 

Their bare thighs touched and rubbed with the weightless effect of the water as they each held on to the side of the pool. Even wearing bathing suits, the tingle of skin sliding against skin was intoxicating for them both. Finally, Sullivan's groin settled against Sarah, with the head of his firm penis nestling gently and perfectly into the folds of her vagina.

"OOooo!" Sarah broke the passionate kiss, flinching away but also allowing their naked thighs to glide in contact as they parted. With a flushed face she whispered, "That's a little intense for me!" She breathed heavily and said, "I need to catch my breath before I get on the board again."

"Yeah," his voice echoed in the solitude of near-darkness.

Once they were rested they made it back onto the diving board. Sullivan announced, "One more back dive, and I won't help unless you need it." There was no hug this time. She nervously got into position. Sullivan was careful to stand just apart from her as he held his palms at her waist without touching. An onlooker, if there had been one, would have seen a little ballet of two sensual people moving without quite touching.

"Just lean back," Sullivan coached but there was no need to say anything. Sarah knew exactly what she was doing. She easily and fearlessly did a back bend into the water, even positioning herself to dive deep instead of spooning right back up to the surface.

Sullivan was in the water with her by the time she got back to the top. "Congratulations!"

"I did it! And without your help!" Sarah squealed as she lunged over the water, throwing her arms around his neck.

They temporarily went under as they held onto each other. Upon surfacing Sullivan smiled, "Hang on tight and take a deep breath. I'll give you a celebration ride."

Their faces were close and Sarah's smile could not have been more thrilling for Sullivan. She nodded and took an exaggerated breath while looking closely into Sullivan's eyes. Sullivan stroked powerfully backward with Sarah's buoyant weight on his chest, and then he submerged like a submarine.

Sarah was almost in a dream world. They went deep and the only sound was rushing bubbles in the eerie darkness. As they began an upward path they turned over so that Sarah could see the surface. She pulled up snug around Sullivan's neck and wrapped her legs tight around his waist.

When they broke the surface they were near the side. Sarah continued her hold onto Sullivan and he gently swam to press her back against the side. He bent his head to kiss her and Sarah accepted the kiss with passion, pulling tighter with her arms and legs. 

Sullivan responded by gently pressing his body against hers. He carefully placed his stiff dick directly against her pussy, remembering that this seemed to scare her before. However, this time Sarah widened her knees and gently pressed back against him through their bathing suits. They both experienced electric sensations as their genitals pushed together while bare stomachs and thighs glided against each other in the weightlessness of the water.

Sullivan tenderly backed away to view Sarah's beaming face. It caused an emotional flutter of pleasure across his chest. 

After a time Sarah exclaimed, "That swim was fun! Let's do it again!"

This began an evening of swimming and erotic hugging. Each time they stopped for air they eagerly hugged in a way that first pressed their genitals intimately together against their bathing suits. They did not move but simply hugged, sometimes with a gentle caress and sometimes with a desperate grasp as if to become one body.

Eventually Sarah had to bring up the topic of going home. They got out of the pool giggling and dried off near the tumbling matts.

With a grin and a sparkle in her eye Sarah asked, "How about a couple of back bends to end our date?"

They only managed to get Sarah through one back bend. Sullivan's helping fingers did more caressing than spotting. And when Sarah easily finished the back bend she lay on her back smiling up at the kneeling Sullivan, which he took as an invitation.

Real passion began when Sullivan settled against Sarah. Making out in the pool had been exciting, but it was more like embracing and cuddling. Once outside of the water the feeling of skin on skin was much more intense. As Sullivan lay down beside Sarah he moved his hand along the outside of her thigh and settled his palm on her warm stomach. The feel of his touch surprised her and she flinched by slamming her heals down hard onto the matt. This caused a round of giggles from them both.

They cradled into each other's arms on their sides and they both groaned with the increased intensity when legs and arms brushed together. Even the passionate kiss seemed different from previously.

Up to this point neither of them had directly fondled the other. In fact they both kind of pretended that the intense underwater embraces were just normal hugs. Sullivan rolled on top and Sarah spread her knees then caressed the outside of his legs with her calves. As before, Sullivan carefully aimed his aching penis directly into Sarah's welcoming and warm soft spot. This time they both flinched, and then burst into giggles at themselves.

But they did not laugh for long. They kissed deeply and began to writhe against each other while keeping constant pressure between Sullivan's cock and her vagina. Their breathing became more labored and their urgent caressing movements more spontaneous. 

Their hands may have been staying in "proper" places, but their bodies began to grind against each other. Sullivan's hips started to move in a humping motion, and instead of objecting Sarah succumbed to the overwhelming urge to bump back against him.




Back Dive Ch. 04



They became dizzy with the passion of the moment. Sullivan's suit was no longer containing his penis and the only thing standing between their genitals was Sarah's loose-fitting bathing suit bottom. They thrashed and groaned as Sullivan pressed harder and harder into Sarah's soft spot.

That's when Sullivan's dick somehow found a promising gap at the leg of Sarah's bathing suit. 

"AHhhh!" they groaned in unison.

Sullivan and Sarah both stopped moving immediately at the feel of new skin territory. But neither was willing to specifically point out that this contact was very different; they were just too carried away.

Without speaking, and still without much fondling between them, they cautiously began to move against each other again. His dick was definitely working its way onto bare lips at the entrance of Sarah's vagina.

"OHhhh Shit!" Sullivan was able to moan.

"AAhhh!" Sarah groaned with almost as much enthusiasm. Normally she would take control of this situation but Sarah was carried away with the magic of the evening and the lust of the moment. Almost subconsciously she writhed on the matt in a way that moved her suit further to the side.

Sullivan was gently undulating on top of Sarah when the head of his bare dick suddenly encountered moisture and intense warmth at the naked entrance of her pussy. They froze in position.

"UUgghh!" they groaned loudly as both passionately tilted their heads back in reaction. After a moment of silence their breathing suddenly became ragged and hurried. They still acted as if this was normal necking, but there was no mistaking that the head of Sullivan's straining dick was poised at the entrance to Sarah's pulsating cunt. Sarah did not move but she did slightly tighten her arms around Sullivan's heaving back without consideration of what might happen next.

The leg of Sarah's bathing suit still covered a small part of her saturated pussy opening, but there was plenty of room for Sullivan's dick to slide past if that was what they wanted. Slowly and tenderly Sullivan began to move. 

"Aarrgghh!" Sarah groaned, still holding tight but with trembling legs. Inwardly a nervous part of her brain was fighting unsuccessfully to gain control over her heavy-duty instinct to fuck.

The large head of Sullivan's swollen cock moved lightly around the tiny entrance to Sarah's pussy, seeking an entry point. Sullivan did not push. He simply moved in gentle circles which served to tease their already inflamed senses, and also to finish pushing Sarah's bathing suit completely out of the way.

Sullivan and Sarah spent a fair amount of time locked in this passionate embrace, just barely moving genitals around and breathing heavily. Sarah's body responded to the stimulation by gradually swelling her pussy lips, creating a clear and definite pathway for Sullivan's dick to travel. 

Sullivan applied only a small amount of pressure.

"UUGGHH!" they croaked as the head of Sullivan's dick seated firmly on the entrance of Sarah's excited pussy. Sarah showed the first outward sign of restraint by closing her knees until both thighs barely touched Sullivan's hips.

Sullivan was considerate and went no further. He simply pulled back very slightly and then gently bumped the head of his dick back into position at the entrance to her soaking wet pussy.

After several careful "bumps" from Sullivan, Sarah began to relax. The head of Sullivan's cock travelled along the slippery lips of her vaginal entrance with each electric movement. And as Sarah relaxed, her pussy's entrance seemed to expand, allowing Sullivan to go faintly deeper with each gentle bump. Sarah began to groan and tighten her grip on Sullivan with each inward bumping motion.

"Ugh!!!Ugh!!!Ugh!!!" 

Sarah's pussy opening gradually released to allow Sullivan's dick to enter. Even though he only applied the same pressure for each stroke, his cock started moving in. Without further warning the head of Sullivan's throbbing cock glided past the entrance constraint, and popped into Sarah's quivering pussy.

"AAHHHHhhhhh!" she almost yelled as both of their bodies flinched with intense sensations. Sullivan's dick was just barely lodged in Sarah's very tight pussy. She reacted by slamming her thighs forcefully onto Sullivan, signaling for him to go no further. 

Sullivan would respect that wish. 

As before, he did not push. Openmouthed, they regarded each other with hearts racing, and then carefully eased the pressure between their genitals. After a pause Sullivan very slowly increased pressure without going further. With wide open eyes a look of understanding passed between them as Sullivan pulled all the way out until just the tip of his penis was touching her, and slowly went back to the point of being just inside her pulsating channel.

If they had known each other better they probably could have spoken and functioned better together. Apparently they were both being careful to keep the magic that was happening between them, as Sullivan's cock strained to sink further into Sarah's grasping pussy.

But they continued operating under an unspoken promise. Sullivan would withdraw completely then allow the head of his cock to slowly sink just inside Sarah's pussy. Within a few strokes they were able to start appreciating the teasing and excruciating sensitivity of Sullivan's cockhead traveling a lubricated path along Sarah's pussy lips, pressing briefly against the entrance, and then slipping just inside her warm wet channel. Sarah actively moved along with Sullivan but kept her thighs snug up against his hips. Without seeming to realize it they grunted and groaned in time to his movements.

Sarah moaned, "OOOooo!!!OOOooo!!!AAaahhh!!!AAaahhh!!!AAaahhh!!". 

Sullivan grunted, "UUUNGH!!...UUUNGhh!!...UUNghh!!

Sarah's hips squirmed with anticipation on each stroke but she had gained enough composure to know she did not want to go all the way. Sullivan's hips were really squirming. He was clearly being very gentle with Sarah, but even this half-fucking was getting too intense for him to handle.

Sarah noticed that Sullivan's urgency had outpaced her own. She did not immediately understand what was going on but she was very turned on and moved back and forth with him, even if a little guardedly.

Sarah called out, "Oh...oh...oh??". Then when Sullivan's pace became more powerful she became louder and strained her head forward.

"OH...OH!!!OH!!?OH!!??"

Sullivan was right on the verge of orgasm.

"UGHH...UNGHH!!?UNNGHH!!??". 

He pressed his engorged cock right against the entrance to Sarah's pussy, and controlled the urge to push further as he threw his head back while exploding.

"AAAHHHNNGgghh!!!!!"

Warm fluid gushed over their throbbing genitals. Sullivan collapsed on top of Sarah, who was confused about what exactly had just happened. They kissed and caressed each other briefly before Sarah whispered, "Did we have sex?"

Sullivan was still breathing heavily but was able to gasp out a whispered answer, "I don't think so. We were just touching."

They relaxed and held each other. Their breathing calmed down to a normal level. 

Suddenly Sarah shot to an upright position with eyes wide open.

"Is something wrong?" Sullivan asked with concern.

Sarah glanced at Sullivan almost absent-mindedly, "Oh, uh...I was just thinking about my sex education class. I think maybe I could get pregnant from what we just did!" 

She now had Sullivan's complete attention as she continued almost to herself, "I'm not supposed to lie down and make it easy for sperm to swim to my ovaries. I'm supposed to stay upright."

"Oh shit!" was all Sullivan could think to say. He jumped up and gently helped Sarah rise to her feet. 

She was worried, even though she was able to glance at Sullivan with a very brief smile. But the magic of the evening was clearly gone. Sarah was concerned and Sullivan was speechless. 

Sullivan was able to drive Sarah home in a car he had borrowed. He made a couple of weak attempts at conversation and Sarah was very polite. But she was obviously distracted in thought. At the doorway they kissed with some passion, but nothing like before.



Back Dive Ch. 05



 Ch. 05 – Teen Swim Meet and Poolside Peek

Earlier that Friday Karen, Aline, and Andy competed as high school members of the area's swim team. The meet was arranged so that Saturday's events would conclude the meet with the hope that more spectators would attend. Those final events were a distance swimming event, diving finals, and the freestyle relay.

Karen and Andy were distance swimmers and would swim again on Saturday. They had swum on Friday, but the events were not their strength and they had not placed. 

The last swimming event on this Friday was the medley relay. Aline was a good sprinter and she was on the girl's relay with three college swimmers. Andy and Karen made sure to be there and support Aline but as the event neared, Aline began to withdraw and get herself psyched up for her leg of the relay, 100 yards butterfly.

Karen leaned against Andy in the bleachers. "I'm nervous for Aline. She gets wound up enough for individual events, but this time she's on a relay with the college swimmers. She might explode." 

Andy leaned back toward Karen and grinned as he regarded Aline, "Yeah, look at her! She's already intense."

Aline was pacing and swinging her arms back and forth so that her arm muscles slapped against her side. Nothing in her body language showed even a hint of the shy insecure part of her personality. She was focused only on her race.

Just before the event started the coach announced over the loudspeaker that the local team was tied for the lead in the meet. Tomorrow's three events and this medley relay would determine the winner.

As the backstrokers began the race Andy observed, "Aline's really getting into it now!"

Aline was pacing faster and occasionally jumping up and down. She seemed to shake her head and almost snort.

The breastroke was next. As soon as that team member dove into the water Aline jumped up on the starting block. The swimmer came back toward Aline and another team member had to remind Aline that the breastroker had to swim two more lengths before it was Aline's turn.

The race was close. Andy and Karen were getting excited along with everyone in the stands. "Aline looks like she did when that biker cursed at her!"

Aline was red-faced and furiously shaking her head. She jumped up and down on the starting block causing it to tremble, along with her bosom. She crouched in the starting position when her swimmer was half a pool length away. As her swimmer neared the wall Aline's arms were trembling. She exploded off the blocks and into the water, long before her team member had touched the wall.

"OH NOOOOO! SHE FALSE-STARTED!" Karen screamed.

At first Aline did not seem to notice. She splashed through her part of the event gaining a significant lead, which would not count. Just for show, the fourth member of her team dove in as Aline touched the wall. As Aline got out it was clear that she realized the race was lost because of her.

Karen stood near Aline as the swimmers finished the race, with Aline's team easily winning except that they were disqualified. The insecure side of Aline's personality rushed to the surface. She hung her head to avoid eye contact, sniffling with occasional sobs of frustration. Her team members and the coach were very understanding and that seemed to make Aline feel a little better.

Aline turned to her best friend, "I need to get away from everyone."

Karen led Aline by the hand through a brick hallway to the balcony stairs. The balcony almost totally surrounded the pool and it was deserted. The girls sat shoulder-to-shoulder in bathing suits with their backs to the building wall as the sky became dark. They could hear the decreasing pool activity over the balcony railing, but they ignored the rest of the world and didn't even talk very much.

The sound of footsteps on the stairs preceded Andy's head popping into view, "There ya'll are!" The two girls smiled solemnly as he joined them. Even with all three in bathing suits, Andy and Karen looked small sitting on either side of Aline. 

"How's my favorite redhead doing?" Andy asked.

"I'm over it now. I just got myself overly excited and jumped too soon. Maybe everyone will just laugh it off." Aline smiled to herself at the thought.

Andy grinned, "Well, for what it's worth you kicked that other swimmer's ass even though you did get a jump on her. And you were hot-as-a-firecracker to look at."

"Oh shut up!" Aline laughed as she slapped Andy's bare thigh causing his whole body to wobble. But it was clear that Aline knew he meant every word, and she liked it. Karen beamed with a pleased expression as she looked past Aline and gave Andy a wink of approval.

"Hey, lez' eat!" Andy said impulsively. Apparently it was important to place his animal needs first.

Both girls cringed at his abrupt topic change. Then Karen's face lit up, "Andy, go get the sandwiches out of the car and we can eat right here."

The girls were happy to stay seated as Andy jumped up and hustled away. He returned in the warmth of near-darkness with food and took his seat next to Aline. He spoke with his mouth full, "I think we're the last ones here."

The three teenagers picnicked in the dark and simply enjoyed each other's company. Afterward they stood up at the balcony quietly looking at the deserted pool when Andy broke the silence.

"So Aline, you don't think Karen and I know what we're doing when we have sex?"

Aline flinched so hard at the question that she took a step backward. She resembled a trapped animal and looked quickly between Andy and Karen. However, Aline settled down on seeing calm expressions from both of them. Apparently they really were curious to know what Aline thought.

Aline bowed her head in shame so that her red bangs fell over her eyes. "Oh, uh...Ya'll, I'm sorry I said anything. It was none of my business. I should have just appreciated that I could watch ya'll be sexual with each other."

Karen caught Aline's careful wording, and very gently asked, "But you don't think we have actually had sex?"

Karen and Andy faced Aline with genuine interest. Aline's posture straightened as she sensed that no one was angry with her. "No, I think his penis has to actually go all the way into your vagina. But that's just me talking."

Karen was still inquisitive, "Were you serious when you said you have used a dildo?"

Aline cringed and turned her blushing face to see Andy. He seemed just as curious as Karen.

"Yes, I have played with a dildo. It hurt the first time I used it, but it was fun after that."

Karen innocently asked, "Is it as big as Andy's thingy?" Andy and Karen looked at Aline with genuine curiousity.

Aline thought back to witnessing Andy rub his modest penis along Karen's vaginal lips, and she decided to lie, "The dildo is almost as big."

Andy and Karen looked briefly at each other and shrugged. Karen observed, "I just don't see how it would fit." The three teenagers seemed content to remain silent and think about this very sensitive conversation.

Suddenly Karen straightened wide-eyed, "Hey, we left our stuff on the bleachers downstairs! And the pool area is locked up."

After a short animated discussion they just about decided they could get by without their gym bag contents. Then Andy volunteered, "Ah' can jump down there and get our gear."

"What?"

"Yeah, ah' can jump off this bannister into the water. Then ah' grab our stuff and climb up the light pole back onto the balcony."

Karen was especially concerned. "That's crazy! You can't make it to the water from here! And we must be fifteen feet above the pool deck. The fall could kill you!"

Andy was already climbing on top of the bannister. "Juz' watch me!"

Both girls began to squeal their objections. "You don't have to jump. You can climb down the light pole." They reached toward him but held back for fear of making him fall accidentally.

"AH'M JUMPIN'!" 

With a huge swing of his arms Andy launched off of the concrete banister into the darkness. His arms and legs flailed during what seemed like a long fall. He made it to the water with a few feet to spare, causing a huge splash.

Andy surfaced and waived upward to the girls, probably expecting an ovation. Instead the girls just exhaled with relief and some irritation.

Karen leaned over the banister and screamed. "YOU'RE CRAZY! AND YOU SCARE ME!"

Andy simply grinned and hopped out of the water toward the bleachers.

Karen turned to Aline, "That lunatic bastard is going to give me a heart attack, and I'm only 18 years old!"

Andy appeared at the bottom of the light pole loaded down with their gym bags, smiling and waving the whole time. He was very agile and climbing the light pole was easy for him. As he approached the level of the bannister he stopped to hand over some of the baggage.

Suddenly a couple of lights came on and two voices echoed across the water. Sullivan and Sarah entered the pool area, unaware of Andy frozen in place on the light pole.

"Oh shit!" gasped Karen. "Don't move!"

The three teenagers hid motionless in the shadows fifteen feet up, watching Sullivan and Sarah prepare for their back-dive lesson. They made it to the deep end of the pool before they both turned the other direction at the same time. Andy hustled up and over the bannister, and all three teenagers squatted out of sight giggling hysterically under their breaths.

The whispers were flying. "What do we do?" "Will Campus Police arrest us?" "We didn't do anything wrong!" "Well, we're not supposed to be here after they lock the building up. And we sure aren't supposed to be jumping off the balcony into the pool."

Andy, Karen, and Aline faced each other with excited expressions and could not have been having more fun. 

Finally Karen spoke, "Wait a minute. What are those two doing here?"

All three carefully peeped up over the top of the bannister. The moonlight illuminated the two down on the pool deck, while the building shadows kept the teenagers in the dark. In addition, the sound of voices seemed to magnify over the water, and it was fairly easy to hear what Sarah and Sullivan were saying.

Karen spoke under her breath as their three sets of eyes took in the downstairs activity. "Hey, that's Sullivan, the diver. Since he works here, I guess he can swim anytime he wants. My sister told me about a girl named Sarah in her swimming class that was getting lessons from him. That must be her."

"She's hot!" said Andy. Both teenage girls turned to frown at him. He whispered defensively, "What?"

Feeling secure, the teenagers took their time deciding what to do next. They eventually concluded that they could get out of the facility without being discovered, simply by climbing over a locked gate.

But none of them moved to leave. They were having too much fun whispering excitedly and occasionally peaking at the couple downstairs.

"Hey, check this out!" whispered Andy. The two girls joined him to peak at Sullivan and Sarah at the end of the diving board. Sullivan was helping Sarah to bend backward and from this distance it looked like their pelvic regions were mashed together.

"Damn! If I did that I'd get a boner." The two girls giggled as he continued, "In fact I think I'm getting a boner right now!" 

Andy made a point of looking down at himself and he really did have the beginnings of an erection. The two girls sputtered with silent laughter, pushing Andy away from them in mock disgust.

They watched downstairs for a while and started to get bored. There was a lot of swimming around and kissing that just got a little tiresome. Still crouched in hiding they discussed how they would get out of there, and even began to plan for the finals competition of the next day. 

"You know," said Aline, "we could just call out to Sullivan and tell him we got locked in. He knows who we are and he might not turn us in."

After a moment of thought Andy responded, "That might have been a good idea when they first got here. But they'll know we've been watchin' them." Karen and Aline immediately agreed.

The three started crawling out of sight along the balcony when Aline checked on the downstairs couple again.

Aline gasped excitedly, "They're out of the water and they're making out!"

In an instant Karen and Andy joined her. This was not boring! The downstairs couple was writhing around with enthusiasm. The moonlight accentuated his physique and her feminine curves, especially since they were only in bathing suits. And their suits seemed to be sliding around to meet the demands of their hands and squirming bodies.

Andy said with fake seriousness, "Ya'll, we shouldn't be watchin' this. They deserve dignity and privacy."

Karen and Aline turned on him with scowling expressions.

"Just kiddin'!" he snickered.

The couple's grunts and groans got louder and carried easily over the water. The three teenagers' eyes were riveted on every move.

"You know what?" Andy whispered, "We may get to see these two have sex!" He turned to Aline, "We'll find out who's right about how to fuck."

Normally the girls might object to the use of the F-word. But in this setting it seemed appropriate.

The two teenage girls, Karen and Aline, became mesmerized by the activities of the downstairs lovers. The girls had a particularly good view of the diver, Sullivan. He was gentle and considerate in the movements of his upper body. His hands were tender and his lips were passionate. But urgency was more evident in his lower body. Sullivan was pushing his groin hard between the woman's thrashing legs as she loudly moaned. The soft lighting gave a magical view to the image of the woman's hands roaming across rippling muscles in his back.

Andy did not have as good a view. Although watching the two lovers was exciting, the woman, Sarah, was a little difficult to see. She was enthusiastic and somewhat vocal, but in general she was under Sullivan and it was difficult to see anything specific about her.

Andy shifted his attention to his two companions. Both girls were on their knees with their cute butts up in the air and with their fingers on top of the balcony peeking intently over the edge. Karen was to his right and her plump little ass seemed to be moving in concert with what she could see downstairs. Andy reached over and began to stroke Karen's buttocks which she didn't seem to mind. But when Andy tried to snuggle up to her she shrugged him off a little irritated.

Andy turned to look at Aline. Her torso was heaving with heavy breathing. Andy focused on her prominent right breast as it moved gently up and down with her breathing. It was the size of a large half-grapefruit and the nipple was particularly prominent even through her bathing suit. Almost absent-mindedly Andy slowly reached out and cupped his palm over her warm tit.

The move completely surprised Aline causing her to flinch violently and strike Andy in the face with her upper arm. She was a powerful girl and he was a small guy so the blow sent him sprawling.

Karen whipped around to glare at Andy and growl, "SHHH!" She continued to frown at him then offered, "Come look, Sullivan is lowering his bathing suit!"

Andy's brow popped up between the two girls' heads. Sullivan's suit was down his buttocks far enough to expose the crack of his ass. And neither he nor Sarah was slowing down their thrusting and excited moaning.

The downstairs lovers were completely carried away. Sullivan was able to reach down and lower his swim trunks without ever interrupting the pumping motions of his body.

"We're gonna see his dick!" Andy narrated. "Here comes the dick....Here comes the dick!"

Sullivan fully removed his suit and in the process rolled to the side, exposing his large engorged phallus to the view of the teenagers hiding on the balcony above.

"WOW!" said Aline.

"WOW!" said Karen.

After a moment in awe, Andy said, "Now THAT is a DICK!" 

The downstairs lovers were eagerly grasping at each other. Now that they were more active they were rolling back and forth making it possible for the voyeur teenagers to see more of their bodies. Sarah's suit bottom was now totally shoved to one side allowing an occasional vivid view of her swollen vagina. Of course most of the time the head of Sullivan's straining dick was planted right at the entrance.

The three teenagers' heads were frozen in position at the bannister. An onlooker would have been entertained to observe the three teens lined up in doggy-style kneeling positions. Unwittingly, their young butts moved with slight hunching motions to give "body English" help for the lovers fifteen feet below.

"She's even louder than Sullivan is," observed Karen. 

No one responded as the lovers approached a crescendo. Sullivan was completely nude and exuded restrained power. He almost looked like a body-builder the way his musculature stood out from his arms, through his back, past his powerful clinching butt, to his bulky legs and calves.

Sarah was mostly naked, straining forward to meet Sullivan's movements with brash groans of encouragement, "OH...OH!!!OH!!?OH!!??"

Each of Sarah's expressions prompted a corresponding grunt from Sullivan, "UGHH...UNGHH!!?UNNGHH!!??" An orgasm came over him causing his entire body to clinch in an arch with his head pulled upward, "AAAHHHNNGgghh!!!!!"

The ardent couple rolled left and right with passion before Sullivan collapsed on top of Sarah in a heap. That rolling movement gave the teenage onlookers a vivid look at Sullivan's straining and blood-darkened cock situated carefully at the entry to Sarah's wet pussy. His large pulsing member was clearly not inside of Sarah.

"Wow!" said Aline.

"Wow!" said Karen.

"Jesus!" said Andy.



Back Dive Ch. 06



 Ch. 06 – Teens Learn the Hard Way

The dazed teenagers barely talked on the way back to Karen's house. They seemed to take turns making hollow comments without expecting or getting direct replies.

"I can't believe they didn't see us."

"I can't believe we watched them."

"Did you see how sexy he was?"

"Did you see how sexy she was?"

"I'm still excited from watching them."

"Did you hear her say she could be pregnant?"

"They should have used protection if they were going to have sex."

On that last comment Aline flinched then looked downward, without disputing whether Sullivan and Sarah had actually had sex.

Karen's house was empty and the three teenagers were free to socialize without interruption in the basement. Aline flopped into a soft chair but Andy pulled Karen to him.

"I couldn't wait to get you back here after watching that!"

"You sure couldn't wait! You were trying to hump both of us out on that balcony!" Karen laughed and Aline snickered.

"Well, at least it's good to find out that we know how to fuck!" Andy held his hand up for a high-five with Karen. 

"Yeah!" Karen chimed in and slapped his offered hand. "They sure fucked each other the same way we do!"

Andy and Karen fell hard into each other's arms with gloating looks toward Aline. Aline remained seated and looking at the floor, but her face was a shade of red. Andy and Karen seized each other's butts and ground together in celebration.

Aline said in almost a whisper, "They didn't really have sex." 

Karen slowly pulled away from Andy and glared at Aline. "What did you say?"

Aline never looked up from the floor. But her voice was louder as it filtered through the hair over her ever-reddening face. "The dick has to make it into the pussy for it to be real fucking!"

Karen raised her arms into the air in frustration. "Aline! You are my best friend and I love you, but you can be so stubborn!" Karen paced back and forth rapidly as she continued with agitation in her voice. "Didn't you see the same thing we did? Didn't you hear that girl Sarah say that she could be pregnant from fucking without protection?"

Andy was not normally a peacemaker but even he was nervous at these two friends becoming angry with each other. He moved to calm Karen and she shrugged him away angrily.

Aline straightened her shoulders to face Karen so that her hair fell away from her bright red face. Through gritted teeth she spoke firmly. "That is not exactly what she said. And it would not change the fact that they did not have sex!"

"Well since you're such an expert why don't you show me how it's done right now, with Andy?"

Andy and Aline were totally surprised at this suggestion. For the briefest instant they glanced at each other.

Andy stood frozen without saying a word. Aline frowned and lowered her eyes back to the ground saying, "Come on Karen, don't say that."

"Come on yourself, Aline." Karen got right up in her friend's face. "You want me to be the one to try some sort of perverted sex stunt, because you can't admit it when you're wrong." Karen changed her voice into a whining tone to particularly ridicule her friend. "You're the girl who's never come close to having sex so you have to be some kind of authority. Just admit you're jealous!"

Aline slowly stood up and straightened to her full height. Her face was beet red and her voice shook. She clinched her fists at her side and said clearly, "I'm not wrong!"

Karen threw her arms in the air again in disgust. She bent aggressively toward Aline to yell as loud as she could, "SHOW ME!" 

Aline took a hard look at Andy before screaming, "OKAY!"

Aline stomped across the basement room to the bed without looking at Andy or Karen. As she went she removed articles of clothing and threw them forcefully on the floor.

Andy stood sheepishly beside Karen. "Maybe you two should think about this a little bit."

Aline spoke assertively over her shoulder, "Andy! Just get naked!"

Karen frowned at him and said, "It won't hurt you. Just do it!" She pointed to the bedside table. "The condoms are at the back of the drawer." Then Karen grasped Andy by the shoulders, looked meaningfully into his eyes and said, "No orgasm, just do enough to prove her wrong." In a softer voice she added, "And don't hurt her."

Aline threw off the last of her clothes and turned to face them. The redhead stood tall and strong without wearing a stitch of clothing. Her normally milk-white skin was a ruddy patchwork of pink to match her red face and extreme emotion. Her full breasts were high on her torso and they tended to swing slightly when Aline turned. Her waist was narrow, especially in contrast to her wide shoulders. She had a flaming red bush that was trimmed enough to stay inside her briefest swimming suit. Aline was a beauty but at that moment she did not seem to care.

Andy was overwhelmed with the whole situation. He ogled Aline with his eyes going from tits to waist to pussy and back to tits. But when Andy pulled off his pants his small penis was totally flaccid. He timidly approached the bed still in his T-shirt.

With a shy grin Andy looked questioningly at Aline. She commanded, "Lie on your back."

Without fear, Aline followed Andy onto the bed to kneel beside him. She looked down at Andy's tiny limp penis and for the first time it seemed to dawn on her that this may not be as easy as she thought. She slowly turned in confusion to Karen.

The awkward moment released some of the tension in the room. Karen smiled, "We can't expect him to get hard like this." She turned to Andy and jokingly spoke as if she were talking to a baby. "Oooh, my poor little Andy needs some tender loving care before he can get a boner. Andy, you don't have to just lie there; you can touch the nice lady." Andy actually blushed as he mechanically placed a warm palm on the curve of Aline's nude hip. For some reason, all three of them burst into nervous laughter.

Aline continued to chuckle as she bent over to kiss Andy lightly on the lips. In the process her naked bosom brushed across his T-shirt covered chest. Aline straightened to a kneeling position as Andy took the opportunity to frantically remove his T-shirt.

"Can you kiss me like that again?" 

Aline seemed flattered. She licked her lips and bent forward to give him a juicy kiss this time. With Andy's hand still glued to her waste, he pulled gently and she arched causing her tits to rake lightly across his upraised chest. They both sighed at the skin-to-skin contact.

Karen was standing beside the bed focused specifically on Andy's penis. She announced, "Oh yeah! This is gonna work!"

That seemed to totally break the ice. Andy's normal confidence took over while Aline's normal self-doubt was absent. Andy pulled her down with him on the bed and cuddled up against her warm naked body. The connection made Aline grunt with surprised satisfaction. In this horizontal position Andy did not seem like a small boy compared to her; he was a man and he felt like it.

Andy rolled into Aline placing his thigh between her legs and pressed upward against her core. Aline was surprised but did the natural thing; she pushed back against him.

They kissed passionately as Andy positioned both palms on Aline's glorious naked tits. She did not shy away, but she was tentative in lightly touching his butt as he clinched and pushed snugly up against her hip.

Karen stood beside the bed in silence. Those two certainly did not need more coaching. It gave her a chance to reflect. She smiled for her normally insecure friend, knowing this would be good for her self-esteem. But Karen's smile seemed to fade whenever Andy showed enthusiasm that she had not experienced herself with him. 

Andy seemed to be going crazy over Aline's large tits, not only with his hands but with his mouth. Of course this was a source of some insecurity for Karen, since she had almost no bosom at all.

And Karen noticed that Aline was not exactly passive. She could passionately roll around on the bed with Andy every bit as well as Karen. Aline was certainly more expressive than Karen was. And maybe Andy was even more expressive than usual.

"Oh God Aline! You have great tits!"

"Keep licking my nipple like that! Ooh! Your dick's really hard now!"

"Aahhh Shiiit! If you keep stroking my dick like that I'm going to come!....Oh Man! Your pussy is so wet!"

Karen continued to watch closely as they reached the point of frantically masturbating each other. They had broken into a light sweat and wore desperate-looking expressions. Andy's tanned skin was a stunning accent to his ripped musculature, while Aline's beautifully flushed coloring was now because of passion instead of anger.

Aline took over and gently pushed Andy onto his back again. "Okay, I want to do this the same way I would with the dildo at home."

Karen let out a nervous hoot at that comment, but Andy was not laughing. He was totally focused on Aline as she lifted a knee over him to straddle his mid-section.

Andy and Aline pressed against each other and did not notice Karen as she walked over to the bedside table and retrieved a condom. Aline seemed delirious as she seized Andy's dick in her left hand and stroked her clitoris with her right. 

The first time Aline pressed the head of Andy's dick against her clitoris they both froze and grunted with open mouths.

"Uungh!"

That's when Karen stepped forward with the unwrapped condom. Andy seemed to be looking through a fog, "Oh yeah, thanks, I almost forgot."

Karen held Andy's eye for a brief moment to say, "Remember, no orgasm." She wanted that experience to be special between her and Andy.

Andy nodded without speaking, and efficiently fit himself into the condom. Aline hastily resumed her position on her knees, straddling his groin.

Aline wasted no time in beginning a stroking movement. With her head tilted slightly upward she bounced up and down, holding Andy's dick with her left hand and stroking her clitoris with her right. Andy quickly placed his palms on her tits allowing her to balance by leaning forward. She mostly stroked her clitoris with her fingers, but occasionally she pressed the head of Andy's dick into position and rode it up and down the length of her pussy lips.

"Aaahhh!" they said in turn each time she did that.

As Aline bounced up and down she gasped, "I want to try...to have an orgasm...before I...put it...in."

Karen became worried and said, "Please don't hurt yourself Aline." But no one seemed to hear her.

Again Karen had to admire Aline's behavior. Aline was bouncing vigorously on top of Andy with what looked like complete abandon. Karen knew this was the first time Aline had done anything like this except with a dildo, yet she had great confidence. Andy was kneading and holding tightly onto her tits as she leaned into him. She still had enough exposed boob to jiggle with each down movement, along with her butt.

Karen watched as Aline masturbated on top of her boyfriend for what seemed like a long time. Not that it was boring, and it obviously was not boring for wide-eyed Andy. Aline looked somewhat upward, with her back arched and her mouth open, obviously concentrating hard on having that orgasm.

"Ah!...ah!...ah!...ah!" she called out with every move.

Andy was not as consistent with only an occasional, "UUnngh!" when the feeling seized him.

Suddenly it was more urgent with, "AH!...AH!!...AH?...AH??" She closed her eyes and doubled the speed of her hand movements. She repeatedly slammed her butt down hard on top of Andy's upper thighs. He certainly did not object.

"AAHHHHHGGNN!!!" she called out. Aline seemed to lose her rhythm and coordination as her head wobbled forward, but her fingers continued to move furiously against her clitoris.

All Andy could do was hang on, and look forward to what might be next.

Aline slowed to an exhausted-looking seated position and gently removed her hand from her clitoris, but she held tight onto Andy's dick. She opened her eyes and smiled at Andy through her sweat-streaked red hair. She obviously was not finished.

No one spoke. Smiling and biting her lower lip, Aline raised herself higher on her knees and gripped Andy's dick with both hands. Her tits were out of his reach so he lowered his hands to Aline's hot shapely hips. 

Aline situated herself to rub the head of Andy's cock along her slit and just touch the soft entrance of her vagina. They both reacted immediately to the sensation.

"Aahhh!!"

Aline stayed in complete control but Andy's hips moved with her. She toyed with the head of his dick, rubbing it up and down across the entryway, and pressing hard against him when the head of his dick was on her pubic bone.

The time had come. Instead of putting the pressure on her pubic bone, she pressed down when his dick was lined up perfectly on her pussy. The head of his dick popped easily into Aline's vagina.

Andy actually yelled out. "AAAYYY!!" which drowned out Aline's own sighs of pleasure.

With the head of Andy's cock seated precariously in the entrance of Aline's pussy, Aline leaned over Andy placing her hands on his chest. Andy continued to call out groans of lust even though she had maintained their position without movement. She did not intend for it to stay that way.

Karen was extremely excited and at the same time fearful for her best friend. Surely she could not take any more penetration without getting hurt. However, Aline certainly did not look afraid. If anything, she appeared to enjoy being in total control.

Again Aline bit her lower lip as she smiled down at Andy with her flaming red hair hanging down and framing both of their faces. She moved her hips in a circular motion so that his dick did not slip out and it did not go deeper.

"AYyyAYyy!" Andy called out almost out of control.

"Mmmmm!" was how Aline answered.

Andy began to follow Aline's lead and twitch the same circular movements with his hips, as he held tight to hers. But with Aline on top it was difficult to do much. Besides, Aline seemed to know what she was doing and Andy knew that he was barely able to stay with her.

Aline's smile looked almost evil now. She stopped moving altogether, and looked meaningfully into Andy's wide-open eyes. Her tits made a large downward swing as she suddenly pressed down. His dick sank an inch into her hot slick channel.

"AAHHHHH!!" they both exclaimed with chins straining upward. Before Andy could stop groaning Aline leaned down and kissed him passionately. While in a deep tongue-exploring kiss she pressed down again.

"AAAAHHHHH!!!" they screamed into each other's mouths. Andy felt an orgasm approach, but luckily Aline stopped moving again and the approaching explosion was delayed.

In order to get a good view, Karen had situated herself behind Aline, low enough to see that Andy was almost completely buried in her. Karen could see dripping genitals meshed together, as well as Aline's little asshole and Andy's squashed scrotum. Karen was aghast, but neither of her friends seemed to be harmed so far. 

Aline smiled down to Andy with her red locks swaying between their faces. His eyes were locked onto hers in a signal of complete conformity to her direction. Aline slowly moved upward so that Andy's dick was almost out, then she moved slowly back down wiggling her hips back and forth in the process. When she reach the previous penetration point she kept on wiggling her butt downward until Andy was in her "up to the hilt". And she kept on wiggling even then.

"AAAHHHHH!!" Andy held on.

"MMmmmm!!" said Aline.

Throughout this wiggling descent Andy held tightly onto Aline's hips feeling them gyrate under his hands. And his eyes moved to Aline's tits as they gently swayed with her movements. Aline could see the effect she had on Andy and even though her brain was foggy with lust, she was proud.

She decided this was easy, and it was time for some serious fucking. She slowly pulled up, and gently pressed all the way back down again without the wiggle. 

"Unghhh!" they both said.

She continued. "Unghhh!....Unghhh!...Unghhh!"

She decided to speed up. "UNgh!UNgh!UNgh!"

Aline could see a look of panic in Andy's eyes and correctly guessed he was about to come. She figured it was good while it lasted, and she showed him no mercy. With renewed enthusiasm she fucked him hard and fast.

It didn't take Andy very long. "OH!...MY!...GODDDDD!!!"

Andy began to almost convulse under Aline, and she ground herself down on him in reply.

Aline groaned, "Ahhhhh!" and enjoyed the erotic feel of his cock throbbing inside her pussy.

But Andy was chanting on and on, "Oh my God!...Oh Shit!...Jesus!..." and he'd start all over again.

Aline fell forward on top of Andy feeling very content yet still energized. Even though he was spent, Andy seized a double handful of Aline's ass and pressed as hard into her as he could with his deflating cock.

"Ahh!...Ahh!...Ahh!" and Aline responded with her characteristic, "Mmmm!"

After a period of still silence Aline said, "That was a LOT better than a dildo!"

Andy said, "That was a LOT better than whatever Karen and I have been doing."

Karen came around from her observation point. That comment hurt her feelings. In an accusing voice she screeched, "Andy! Did you have an orgasm?"

Aline had not moved her face from the nape of Andy's neck. Andy struggled to focus his eyes on his girlfriend and give her an honest answer.

"Hell YES! I had an orgasm!" He shook his head as if to clear his brain. "I may still be having an orgasm as we speak! That was the most incredible thing I have felt in my life!"

Without looking up Aline began to move away, which caused Andy's dick to pop free. She and Andy both flinched and said, "Ooo!" Karen witnessed that little interaction and it was just one more thing that Karen had not shared with Andy. Her feelings were hurt.

Aline rolled free and began to get dressed as Karen sat down and faced Andy. He stayed laid out on the bed completely nude, without a move to hide himself or the cum-filled condom hanging from his dick. But he was quickly getting his energy and wits back.

"Karen, we have to do that! It was wonderful! I want to do that with you right now!" He finally really looked at her and he could see it would not be that easy to make her feel better. In a more sober tone he said, "Karen, you have no idea how impossible it would have been to hold back that orgasm. You might as well ask me to stop a locomotive." 

Andy held her hand and Aline came over to hold her other hand. Karen accepted Aline's hand with tears in her eyes. 

"Aline, are you hurt?"

"No, I'm not hurt at all, except that I never want you to be sad."

Karen looked in her lap where their hands were intertwined. "Aline, you must be right about sex, because that was the hottest and most natural looking thing I've ever seen. You two were beautiful!"

Looks of relief passed over Aline and Andy. That's when Karen dropped a surprise.

"Andy, why don't you take a shower? Because if you're going to fuck my best friend I want you to fuck me too!"

The three excited friends passed hugs and kisses all the way around before Andy took off for the shower. The two girlfriends remained seated on the bed.

"Karen, would you like for me to go on home so that you and Andy can be alone for this?"

"Oh no! I'm still kind of scared of this and I want you here to help me." The girls continued to hold hands in silence before Karen spoke again. "This was some night! I watched Sarah and Sullivan almost fuck, which was unbelievably hot. Then I watched my best friend and my boyfriend really fuck and that was even hotter!"

Another period of silence occurred when Karen quietly said. "You know what I keep thinking about?"

"What?"

"That guy Sullivan. If I'm nervous about Andy's penis, I could never imagine being together with someone like Sullivan."




Back Dive Ch. 06



Aline simply raised her eyebrows as she smiled with her best friend. 

The Basement with Karen:

Andy wore his jean shorts feeling refreshed and energetic as he returned to Karen's basement bedroom. He had big expectations and looked around the room with his widest shit-eating grin. The room was empty.

"EEEEEK!!" Karen and Aline came screaming and laughing from their hiding place behind the door. 

Karen jumped on his back and wrapped her legs around his waist. Andy stumbled around laughing and finally collapsed in the middle of the rug. Aline moved to the comfy chair and watched her two friends wrestle and giggle on the floor. 

But Andy and Karen were doing more than just wrestling. Maybe it was "sexling". Karen frantically grabbed his crotch and butt, and when she had a chance she slipped her hand inside his shorts. Andy had his hands all over her flat bosom and prominent bottom, outside and inside of the clothing.

Eventually Karen jerked his shorts down leaving him naked, and seized his semi-hard dick. Andy responded by jamming his hand down her gym shorts and placing his fingers slightly inside her moistening vagina. They froze in position and as if on cue, turned toward each other to initiate a passionate kiss.

Aline smiled for her friends. Still seated in the chair, she watched their enthusiastic necking while their hands never tired from stimulating each other's genitals. Andy managed to rid Karen of her scant clothing as they continued mutual masturbation exercises. There was no embarrassment about being nude, probably because they were so used to being seen in scanty bathing suits.

Karen was on her back and looked around the room for her friend. "Okay Aline! How do you do this?" This of course meant how-do-we-have-sex. Karen and Andy briefly stopped to look over at Aline for an answer.

Aline noticed that they were actually asking her for advice, and she perked up at the complement. From her nearby seated position she said, "First of all, remember that you're a virgin and this will hurt you the first time. But, I think you should have an orgasm first to make sure you're good and ready." 

Aline watched with interest as Andy and Karen did not even pause upon Aline's warning. They seemed to know exactly what it took to help Karen to an orgasm. Aline appeared a little embarrassed to be a spectator to this intimate event, but she was getting used to it. First Andy caressed Karen high and low. Next Karen took over stroking her clitoris as Andy kissed the nape of her neck and her distended nipples.

In a short time Karen neared a climax and whispered with closed eyes, "Kiss me!" Andy bent down and they shared a deep kiss as Karen's lower body bucked with an explosive orgasm.

Aline appeared with a condom for Andy. As he rolled it onto his penis Karen looked to Aline for direction.

Aline shrugged, "I only know the basics. Just get it in there the best way you can."

Karen smiled while staying on her back and extending her arms to Andy, "Let's start with what we know how to do."

Andy mounted Karen without penetrating her. Aline observed her two nude friends stroke their genitals together without quite pressing on the entrance to Karen's vagina. They seemed to be enjoying this for old time's sake.

"Okay Andy!" Karen whispered. He understood what he was supposed to do. He pulled back just far enough for the head of his dick to pop into position.

"OH!" Karen flinched away. She was clearly afraid. She calmed down and whispered again, "Okay."

Again Andy positioned the head of his dick against the juicy entrance to her vagina, and again she flinched away with clinched teeth and a grimace.

"OH! I'm scared!" Karen whined. She looked over to her best friend.

Aline spoke with a calming voice, "Let him just touch without going in yet." They both nodded as Andy resumed his task.

This time, upon contact they both flinched but did not separate. He began to wallow the head of his dick over the opening. 

"Aahh!" said Andy.

"Oohh!" said Karen.

They continued for a while until Karen said, "Okay, try it."

Andy pressed gently but nothing gave way. He tried to push harder, with no luck. Aline could see that Karen's entire body was clinched, and she was grimacing and gritting her teeth with eyes closed tight.

In a soothing voice Aline spoke, "Karen, try to relax your body. Open your eyes. Open your mouth and form an 'O'. Spread your legs a little wider."

Karen obeyed. Andy patiently worked his dick into position again and pushed.

"OOO!!" they both cried out as the head of Andy's dick disappeared into Karen.

Aline was encouraging, "That's it!" Karen and Andy smiled with eyes trained on each other. Aline added, "Remember to go easy. She's a virgin and this is going to hurt her."

Andy rotated his hips then pushed again. "Karen you are so tight! This feels like heaven!" Karen smiled, but the look of fear was still on her face. 

Andy now had a little bit to work with. He began to slowly stroke in and out. As Karen got used to it she began to undulate with Andy. Andy was encouraged and pushed some more.

"AAHHHH!" Karen groaned. She looked into Andy's eyes. "You were right. This feels really good! I think I can do this!"

Karen initiated more movement and Andy followed her lead. He was able to move in and out without full penetration, while Karen stirred and groaned encouragement beneath him. She got into a rhythm with her knees on his sides.

He leaned down and took her nipple in his mouth which seemed to accelerate Karen's passions. She moved faster against him and Andy almost came. It caused him to lose track of how hard he was pressing into Karen. Andy suddenly sank all the rest of the way into Karen's pussy. The feeling was too tight and intense for him to hold on.

"AAAaaarrnnghhh!" he yelled as his body clinched into an arch and sperm exploded from his body. Karen had a delayed reaction.

"GOD...DAAMNN!!" She shoved against Andy but he was still in the throes of orgasm and held firm.

Karen continued pushing and screaming, "God Damn! God Damn! God DAMN THAT HURTS!"

Finally Andy was able to back away. A small amount of blood coated his dick.

Karen writhed in pain on the rug. "Oh Shit! Oh Shit!" She finally turned to Aline, "You didn't tell me it would hurt this much!"

"Gee Karen, I am so sorry," said Aline with genuine empathy.

Then Karen turned on Andy. "I pushed you and you wouldn't stop!" Karen took a deep breath and screamed, "YOU ASSHOLE!"

Andy sat back on his haunches wide-eyed and open-mouthed with his genitals hanging between his thighs. He had no idea what to say. Andy probably didn't even understand exactly what had happened. He mumbled, "I didn't mean to hurt you, Karen. I love you."

Apparently Andy and Karen had never exchanged I-love-you's, because Karen abruptly calmed down. She mumbled back to him, "Well, Okay." She fumbled with some clothing and then added, "We're going to do it again, but this time when I pull it means get in; and when I push it means get out!" Andy nodded without speaking.

Karen turned to Aline. "Will it hurt like this next time?"

Aline relaxed at seeing that Karen was taking this better. "No, but you'll probably be sore for a while. You may want to take it easy."

Karen was up and putting her clothes back on. "Hell with that! I've waited this long and now I want to do it again, tonight!"

Both girls looked over toward Andy, who straightened up and responded, "Oh, well, sure...Okay."

Karen was in charge again. As she casually pulled her shirt back over her head she made a surprising announcement.

"First it's Aline's turn again. I want to learn more."

Aline and Andy looked at each other with complete shock, and then with a hint of steamy lust. This was not expected, but they were used to going along with what Karen wanted.



Back Dive Ch. 07



 Ch. 07 – Inspired Swimming and Diving

The Diving:

Sullivan had three dives in the finals scheduled for early afternoon. He and the other finalists warmed up as the distance swimmers finished their events.

The team competition was not going very well. Sullivan's team was in a disappointing third place. It looked like the two high school swimmers were going to place in the distance swim, which would mean points they had not counted on. However Sullivan was in eighth place in the 3-meter diving event, which would put the team well below any chance of improving to second place.

Even if the team competition had been close Sullivan would not have been very motivated to compete that day. He was miserable about the way he had acted with Sarah the night before. Sullivan considered himself to be a good person, but last night he had been with a beautiful adoring high class girl and he had blown it. He had been paranoid at the bar, and incredibly pushy and selfish when they were intimate. His normal disciplined personality had failed him when he got emotional.

It didn't help that the other divers were ignoring him as if he were not there. Sullivan's old enemy and the diver in first place, Harvey, wore his characteristic smirking expression but he didn't even gloat. It was as if Sullivan was beneath Harvey's dignity as he socialized with the other divers who he considered worthy. Even Harvey's body language revealed his cocky personality, with an up-tilted chin and a tight bouncy step.

Sullivan kept to himself as the diving competition began. His first dive was an inward 2 ½ tuck. It was usually a good dive for Sullivan, but the dive was always a little scary for him. One year ago he had hit his head on the board doing this dive, and woke up in an ambulance.

Harvey went just before Sullivan, and coincidentally he was also doing an inward 2 ½. Harvey entered the water well past vertical and only deserved to get scores around four, but he got sixes. The favorable scores were probably because Harvey had built up a halo effect with the judges based on his performance in the prelims the day before.

As Sullivan approached the diving standard he noticed the crowd was a lot larger than normal for this kind of event, which was a little embarrassing. Even the balcony was lined with people two-deep. He began his normal speedy run up the ladder when the sight of a young woman on the side of the pool caused him to pause.

It was Sarah. She was walking the length of the poolside approaching the diving well bleachers. She was dressed nicely in baggy jeans with big cuffs, platform shoes, and a nylon blouse. Her style did not particularly comply with current fashion, but it did show a flair for dressing well. She had a slight smile as her eyes were directed at Sullivan and no place else.

A shot of adrenaline jolted through Sullivan at the sight of her. As he rounded the top of the ladder to stand at the base of the ten foot high diving board he waived slightly to Sarah. Of course the entire crowd noticed and automatically turned to look at Sarah as she approached. Without embarrassment she broke into a wide smile and waived back, then sat on the lowest bleacher seat.

As Sullivan approached the end of the board he experienced a jumble of emotions and internal thoughts. 'She's here just to watch me.' 'She seems happy to see me.' 'I'd better pay attention to this dive!' 'I'd like to do a good dive for her!'

Sullivan turned his back to the water in preparation to flip inward. His thoughts were almost dreamy as he rocked the board and jumped into the dive. As he flipped he knew he had a good take-off and he was turning rapidly, so he kicked into a pike position after the rotations. He could see that he was high above the water and had plenty of time to adjust for his entry. He stretched for the water with hands spread to break the surface tension. A rush of water and bubbles enveloped him in a way that he knew he had done a very good dive.

When Sullivan's head got above the water the loud noise of the applauding crowd surprised him. They had barely clapped for any of the previous divers. And they continued clapping until he got his scores, sixes, the same scores given to Harvey. The crowd abruptly fell silent.

Instead of going to his predetermined solitary location, Sullivan walked to the bleachers and sat next to Sarah. The crowd noticed his actions with some curiosity.

Sarah's beaming smile was infectious, causing Sullivan to beam back at her. 

"That was a great dive!" said Sarah, "It's like watching fireworks!"

"Thank you." Sullivan nervously paused and with a slight sheepish smile continued, "About last night, I've been thinking about it and decided I was not very nice." 

"Oh Sullivan, we both had fun with teaching me that back dive. You were very nice." She softened her voice. "And I've learned that I have nothing to be scared of." She smiled as she gazed into Sullivan's eyes. "Shouldn't you be worrying about diving?"

Sullivan felt like he was on top of the world. "Yeah, I guess so. I'll be back later." And he left to go concentrate for his next dive.

A reverse 2 ½ tuck was the most difficult dive for Sullivan to do well. It required a very good take-off but at the same time it was important to get away from the board. 

The thing that was Sullivan's weakness was knowing precisely when to kick open from the tight spinning tuck. When flipping in this direction, he could not rely on "feel" but totally on his eyes spotting a target. When he saw the water for the second time, he would kick open and look for the entry. He didn't always get it right, and he only rarely did the dive particularly well.

As before, Harvey was doing the same dive as Sullivan. Harvey did a good job in the air but did not stretch very well for the entry. It caused him to catch a lot of water on his shoulders and make a big splash, even though he was straight up and down. Harvey got the scores he deserved: 6 ½'s and 7's.

Sullivan liked to emphasize one or two things in his mind before each dive. This time it was 'swing arms in front, stand straight'. He was still aware of Sarah's presence, but he was more focused this time. Sullivan did his approach and landed perfectly on the end of the board. He flew into the air and his tense mind registered 'water, water-KICK'.

Then Sullivan got lucky. He reached back blindly for the water and he happened to place his hands at the perfect spot for his rotation. His hands popped a hole in the water's surface and his body followed through before the water could close back in. Sullivan had accomplished a rare entry called a "rip", which makes a popping sound with absolutely no splash. It was especially rare for a larger diver like Sullivan.

He knew he had done well, but didn't know about the rip entry until he heard the crowd. They don't go crazy like that unless you smoke the entry.

Sullivan's scores were still too low: 7's. The crowd groaned their disapproval and a couple of people actually booed. The judges squirmed in their chairs embarrassed and red-faced.

Sullivan walked over to Sarah again. Sarah smiled but had a look of confusion. "You did a much better dive than Harvey, and the judges gave almost the same score."

"That's because they remember how I 'stunk the place up' with my diving yesterday." Sullivan did not seem concerned with his scores. "At least they have to score me a little higher because I seem to be doing the same dives as Harvey. "

Sullivan cleared his throat and changed the subject. "Sarah, while you're impressed with me and before I risk blowing it with my next dive I want to ask: would you like to go on a date?" 

Sarah seemed surprised at his awkward timing. She answered pleasantly, "Well yes. I can even go this evening if you want to."

"That's perfect!" and he beamed a smile showing he was genuinely pleased. "Well I have to go concentrate for my last dive."

A reverse 1 ½ with 2 ½ twists has a fairly high degree of difficulty and with the right technique it is not that hard to do well. Harvey's turn came and he missed the dive. His take off from the board was rushed and as a result his height was low and he over rotated. This time Harvey got scores a little lower than he deserved: four's.

Sullivan went up the ladder having already decided on his special thought for this dive, 'swing arms in front, enjoy the ride.' Sullivan felt good. As he approached the end of the board he put a little extra 'umph' into his hurdle anticipating a good landing on the end of the board.

Sullivan had a panic moment as he overshot the end of the board! His toes were hanging out in space, which could cause him to slip! Normally Sullivan would play it safe by cutting his height short and pushing his hips forward to get the needed rotation, for a mediocre dive. But Sullivan's confidence powered him through the takeoff. He did not slip; in fact he had a particularly smooth launch into the sky.

Over the course of a fraction of a second, Sullivan experienced a feeling he would remember the rest of his life. He began the twist and suddenly became 'at peace'. The scenery flew by his eyes twisting and whirling. Yet he became strangely aware of his relaxed palms resting neatly on his chest, with the confident knowledge that he would know when to break out of the twist. He broke first with his arms extended outward, spotted the water a safe distance below and piked deeply toward the entry. He was able to stretch for the water well before impact. Sullivan felt the whoosh of bubbles shroud his body without the feel of water pressing on him one way or the other. Even while he was underwater he knew he had nailed this dive.

For the only time in Sullivan's life, he felt the need to acknowledge the enthusiastic reaction of the crowd. They were on their feet cheering. He gave a slight wave as he neared the side of the pool. He sprang onto the deck and the standing applause did not die down, so he waved and smiled again. He was energized and thankful.

Sullivan got very favorable scoring: nine's and two tens. This time the home-town crowd agreed with the judges. Sullivan could see a couple of his swimmer team-mates in the stands and they were calling out to him, clearly happy and impressed with his performance. Sullivan was flushed with pride as he approached Sarah.

She was still standing as she said with complete sincerity, "You were wonderful!"

Sullivan knew this was a special moment. He ignored that he was completely wet and walked right into Sarah, enveloping her in a body-thudding embrace.

"You inspire me!" he said in her ear. 

Sullivan didn't stop. He smoothly leaned her back against his upper arm, raised her chin, and planted a kiss full on her lips. Sarah completely relaxed against him with a palm resting lightly on his chest as if they had been mates for a lifetime.

Sullivan and Sarah broke from their embrace to a new round of applause and cat-calls from his team-mates. It was truly a special moment.

Sullivan would later find out that he had won the meet. And he had beaten Harvey by almost the identical point total as when they had competed years before.

The Swimming:

"We're in second place!" Coach Hart announced to the swimmers getting ready for the freestyle relays. "Sullivan went from eighth place to first on the three-meter! That means that if we can win either the women's or men's relays we can stay in second place." 

The swimmers were instantly energized and listened intently as the coach continued. "Our best chance is in the men's relay. That's because our women's relay is short-handed and we've had to substitute one of the high school swimmers, Aline." Everyone turned to look at Aline who reddened instantly, even though this was not intended as an insult.

The coach continued, "But the other team does not know that. So, our strategy on the women's relay is to go from fastest swimmer to slowest. If we can get far enough ahead maybe they will simply give up." He looked around at the doubtful looks on the swimmers' faces and added, "Well, it's worth a try. Good luck girls. And Aline, you just do the best you can."

As the women's relay team gathered behind the starting blocks various team members came by and wished them a good swim. Since Aline was basically unknown to the college swimmers she was left alone, except by one person.

"Well Aline, after Coach talked like that I am very much hoping you have a terrific performance as the anchor swimmer!" It was Sullivan. 

Karen approached about that time and Sullivan continued addressing Aline, "Good luck, you can do it!" He stood in front of her smiling encouragement, and she looked back at him speechless. Eventually he said, "Hello Karen," and after no response from her either, he simply walked away.

Karen looked after him. "He finally noticed us and neither one of us said a word." 

Aline just said, "Shit on it!" She shook her head violently to start getting herself psyched up for the anchor leg of the race. 

Andy approached and placed a friendly hand on each girl's shoulder. "We high-schoolers have tuh stick together." Then with both hands on Aline's shoulders he said, "Aline, I suggest yuh wait until the time is right before yuh get up on that startin' block, 'cause you don't want to get excited too soon." Aline looked into Andy's face as if she were a boxer getting instructions from a trainer. "Now you show them what you can do once you get good and pissed off!"

She nodded her understanding and turned toward the pool to see the start of the race. The first couple of legs of the race went about as expected. Aline's team boomed ahead and the team in the next lane began to catch up. 

By the time the third member of Aline's team dove into the water, Aline had worked herself into a frothing fit, but she did not get on the starting block yet. The other team's members were watching her as if they were afraid of her.

The other team's anchor got on the blocks. She must have been six feet tall and had a German accent. She was very serious but kept a watchful eye on Aline's strange behaviors. 

As the swimmers made their last turn Aline got on the blocks. Aline would alternately yell or break into a short sob. Her entire upper body was beet red and she was constantly swinging her arms wildly. 

The swimmers were even as they approached. The German girl watched her swimmer but also occasionally glanced sideways suspiciously at Aline. As the swimmers neared the wall, Andy got behind the German girl. 

"THAT GIRL IS CRAZY!" yelled Andy.

The German girl took her eyes off of her swimmer and looked fearfully over at Aline, who exploded off the blocks into the water. The German swimmer got a late start but it wouldn't have mattered. Aline swam a faster split than any female swimmer that day. Aline's team won and it wasn't that close.

All of Aline's team jumped in the water to celebrate, along with Karen and a fully clothed Andy. Coach Hart was smiling as he asked them to clear the pool for the men's freestyle relay.

The men's team was excited and pumped up after watching Sullivan dive and Aline swim. They won easily over the competing team which seemed somewhat deflated. Coach Hart's team won the meet!

The visiting teams left quickly but Coach Hart's team lingered. Eventually Coach Hart got everyone's attention.

"Sullivan and Aline, get over here!" he called out with delight. They stood to one side of Coach Hart as he talked about them. Sullivan placed an arm across her shoulder and she slipped her hand around his waist. Aline could not have been happier. For once her red hair was back away from her face. She was openly smiling and joking with Sullivan.

Coach Hart spoke loudly, "These two have been unbelievable in this meet. Sullivan here dove poorly yesterday, and then today he almost had the crowd lift him on their shoulders." Aline took the opportunity to lightheartedly squeeze Sullivan, causing him to stumble and causing the swim team to laugh. Aline was proud of her joke.

Coach Hart continued, "And how about this high school swimmer Aline? Yesterday she got so worked up she false-started and disqualified the medley relay team." He turned to look at Aline, "But Girl, I had no idea you could do what you did today. You have really learned how to harness that intensity!"

Sullivan squeezed Aline's shoulder making her stumble and she laughed along with everyone else. Coach Hart went on to comment how their performances had even motivated the male swimmers on the last relay. But Aline wasn't listening anymore. As she and Sullivan stood arm-in-arm she had slyly moved her hip over to rest against Sullivan's.

Coach Hart announced that it was time to go home. Everyone broke up as Sullivan turned to Aline.

"You impressed me Aline. You showed everyone what a high-schooler can do in a meet like this."

"You impressed me too Sullivan." On an overwhelming impulse Aline threw her arms around him for an intense full-bodied hug. Her initial thought was a wish that he hadn't been wearing a T-shirt so that she could feel him better. Instead she managed to slightly wobble her breasts on his chest. 

What followed was an awkward stumbling two-second hug. During that two seconds Aline experienced the delight of their flat bellies bouncing together and their bare thighs brushing. But a special thrill passed through her when his bulge nudged briefly across her mound. 

Sullivan was obviously surprised but polite. He patted Aline gentlemanly on the back and broke off the hug as soon as possible. As they parted they met eyes and each seemed to understand and accept the other. She was a teenage girl experimenting with newfound sensuality. Sullivan was a man with other interests, but he wanted to be respectful to Aline.

They laughed nervously. But when Aline laughed she also coughed and a string of snot shot about two inches out of her nose. 

Sullivan flinched at the sight then acted quickly. He turned his shoulder to shield her so no one on poolside could see. He pulled up the front edge of his tattered T-shirt and offered it to her.

"Here quick! Use this!"

Aline obeyed, and wiped her nose on the tail of his T-shirt. She looked up and he was smiling at her like a big brother. She blushed profusely.

"This is so embarrassing!" Aline laughed.

"Don't worry a bit. I'm the only one who saw that, and I can sympathize with you. I used to constantly have that problem until I quit drinking milk." Sullivan casually removed his threadbare T-shirt and gave it to Aline. "Here, just throw it away. I should have gotten rid of this rag long ago." 

They parted as friends. However, Aline's humiliating nasal discharge did not quench her sudden fiery lust, as she hungrily watched his butt and back muscles move while he walked away.

Karen had been waiting nearby inconspicuously. "Wow! You managed to hug up on Sullivan. Was that fun?" Karen was wide-eyed and curious.

Aline laughed, "Yeah, I thought I was giving him a hug he would remember. Instead I gave him a snot-rocket he'll never forget."

Karen bent forward open-mouthed, "NO!"

Aline replied, "Yep."



Back Dive Ch. 08



 Ch. 08 – Book Learnin' with Sarah and Sullivan 

Sarah and Sullivan at the Party:

"Yes mam, I'm here to pick up Sarah," Sullivan said to the sorority mother. He stood and waited, feeling out of place as classy well-dressed girls passed by ignoring his presence. When Sarah came down the stairs, on time, she greeted him with a wide enthusiastic smile that was clearly meant just for him. Sullivan instantly relaxed and knew he would feel comfortable as long as she was with him.

Sullivan appreciated the way Sarah's clothing looked on her. She was wearing the same baggy jeans from earlier in the day, which managed to fit snug around her waist and bottom. A deep-red blouse complemented her coloring and somehow reminded Sullivan how full of life she always seemed. 

"So are you sure a pig roast party is fine with you? At least some of my swimmer buddies will there be there," said Sullivan.

"Oh sure! A couple of my friends should be there too."

At most parties the surroundings offer an easy distraction from having to entertain and converse with an unfamiliar date. However this evening Sarah and Sullivan were very easy with each other instantly, as they had been before. 

Their compatibility may have been because of their backgrounds. Sarah was in a sorority but she came from the country, giving her an obvious authenticity that most of her friends did not have. She had outstanding social skills, which is probably why she studied psychology. Sullivan was from the university town but was not very worldly, having spent years of his spare time and resources split between his engineering studies and diving. Sullivan's and Sarah's backgrounds complemented each other, helping to make them a very good pair, and their alert friends spotted it immediately.

Over the course of the evening Sullivan observed one particular situation that endeared him even more to Sarah. A band cranked up just when a squealing pal of Sarah's approached. They were obviously very good friends as Sarah broke into a fast-paced sorority tune which her girlfriend joined in singing. Sullivan watched with wonder as Sarah bounced up and down holding hands and singing with excitement, not caring about the people around her. It was very cute.

Sarah and Sullivan enjoyed dancing and even commented that they seemed to fit especially well together when slow dancing. And Sarah had a certain style when she fast danced that Sullivan admired. 

"How about a break?" he eventually called out over the music. 

They smiled breathlessly as they made their way to the back yard, still red-faced from the physical exertion of dancing. The grassy area had one vacant yard chair under a tree.

"OK to sit in my lap?" Sullivan said nonchalantly. Sarah said yes, but Sullivan noticed that she hesitated. He realized why when she settled onto his thighs; she was careful to support her weight somewhat. It surprised Sullivan to realize that she was shy about her weight. 

Sarah's weight was not the problem for Sullivan. He had not anticipated that he might get excited at having Sarah in his lap. At first their conversation was animated enough to keep him distracted. But eventually his cock began to swell and he became more and more nervous about being discovered. Sullivan adjusted his seating several times to guide Sarah lower on his lap and away from his dick which was expanding down his pants leg. With each of his moves Sarah was quick to take more of her weight off of him, but she also squirmed around on him in the process.

Finally both Sarah and Sullivan were squirming constantly yet they continued conversing as if nothing was happening. Finally Sarah made the mistake of moving her bottom higher on his lap instead of lower. She ground her soft ass right onto Sullivan's fat cock.

"WOOPS!" Sarah exclaimed, quickly sliding lower on Sullivan's legs and away from his embarrassing problem. She hesitated and avoided eye contact, considering whether to pretend ignorance of what she had just encountered.

Sullivan spoke first. "Uhh...I'm sorry but you can't blame me for that. You were moving around on my lap, you're gorgeous, and it doesn't help that I'm really liking you."

Sarah was in a full blush as she raised her eyes to look squarely into his. "Wow, I thought you were shifting around because I was heavy! What a relief!"

There was a brief silence as they caught the humor in the situation, and then burst into gut wrenching laughter. Their sudden outburst caused other couples in the back yard to interrupt their conversations and glance at them.

Sarah and Sullivan finally calmed down and actually said nothing until Sarah commented, "I'm glad to hear that you like me. You must know that it was a little intimidating to go out with you since you're such a 'Big Man on Campus'."

Sullivan let out a brief laugh, "Gee, I thought I was the one who was intimidated. I feel inferior around fraternity and sorority people, but you seem totally accepting of me in every setting I've seen so far, even around the Greeks." Sarah nodded to signify her understanding. They shared an easy moment of quiet, appreciating their shared honesty.

Sarah broke the silence again, "Well, I can tell you get around somehow. You're a good dancer, a good kisser, and you sure knew how to handle me at the swimming pool." 

Sullivan's eyes darted quickly to read Sarah's demeanor. He relaxed upon seeing her grin indicating that she was joking with him.

Sullivan broke into a shy smile, "I can assure you I don't get around very much. All that magical underwater swimming was a freak accident. You somehow stirred me to do all of that." Then Sullivan said something he wished he could take back. "In fact, my friends tease me about being a half-virgin."

Sarah flinched at the comment. But she was clearly interested in what he meant.

Sullivan colored at his error, "Uh-oh, I'm sorry about saying that. I just blurted out a personal detail without thinking."

Sarah did not back off, "Okay, but now I'm curious."

Sullivan sheepishly looked around as if someone might overhear, "It means I've never gone all the way...in. In other words, the most I've done was only half way." 

Although his wording was awkward, it slowly dawned on Sarah what he was talking about. She did not act shocked, but asked almost academically, "You mean like we did?"

Sullivan was really embarrassed, "Well, yeah, sort'a. Maybe a little more than that."

There was a long awkward silence in which Sullivan wished he could crawl into a hole and Sarah seemed to simply consider the full meaning of his words. Her face brightened.

"This might be a mistake, but I'll share one of my personal details with you. I'm half a virgin too!"

It was Sullivan's turn to wear the questioning frown.

Sarah blushed as she explained, "The closest I've come to really having sex has been with you, Sullivan. But my high school boyfriend and I used to get pretty wild with each other." Now Sarah looked around, "One night I lost my hymen to his fingers."

Sullivan was open-mouthed, "Damn!"

They drew their faces closer together to maintain the secret communication. Sarah whispered, "I'm crazy to talk about that. Maybe I feel like I have to explain myself."

Sullivan whispered back, "Don't feel bad. I love it that you could tell me!" 

They were so intent on their intimate confessions that their foreheads were almost touching. Sarah remarked, "This means that between the two of us, we make one complete virgin!"

Sullivan held up his hand for a high-five. Sarah clapped his hand with enthusiasm, gripping it in the process. They laughed and somehow automatically leaned in for a brief kiss.

Sullivan kept his voice low, "I'm not sure how virginity is measured, but I think you may still be a complete virgin all by yourself." He seemed serious when he continued, "I guess your sex education class prepares you for questions like this."

Sarah responded with a joke, "Well, there's no chapter, 'Be Careful of how You Sit in His Lap, You Could Lose Your Virginity'. Also, there's no chapter titled 'Almost Sex'."

Sarah could see that Sullivan was listening closely because he was actually interested in her sex education course. Without embarrassment Sarah continued, "Our textbook is kind of technical. It covers emotional issues, reproductive systems, foreplay, contraceptive methods, and intercourse positions. There are no photographs, just sketches."

Sullivan was pensive, "I'd like to see that." He then looked questioningly at Sarah.

Sarah responded seriously, "You'd like to see it now?" Sullivan shrugged then nodded, all the while smiling at Sarah. She considered the idea briefly then commented almost to herself, "Well Okay. We'll have to pick it up from my room at the sorority house." She turned smiling to face Sullivan. They left the party holding hands, rosy-faced with enthusiasm from having discovered each other.

Room Above the Pool:

"You live here?" Sarah asked with a mixture of amazement and disbelief. They had entered Sullivan's room by a door directly off of the pool balcony. The lighting was poor, there was no air conditioning, and the surrounding walls were made of bleak-looking concrete. It was a converted coach's locker room.

"Yep. I think I have the best room on campus." Sullivan responded with pride. "I live here alone because no one else on the team is willing to give up their dorm room to be my roommate in this place. I have complete privacy since I am the only person living in the building and no one ever comes by to check up on me. One of the perks is that I have access to the swimming pool. I love it."

While holding her textbook, Sarah continued to look around as she got used to the meager quarters. The place was very organized but not especially clean. One room had Sullivan's incomplete amateur artwork splattered chaotically on the walls. 

"Is this room part of your diving scholarship?" 

"Not really," Sullivan answered. "I have chores to perform in order to keep the room. I lock up the building complex each night, and I'm sort of the night watchman over the swimming pool."

Sarah nodded and sat on the only thing that qualified as seating space, a couch that could be folded out into a bed. Her hands shook as she absent-mindedly opened the cover of her sex education textbook stating, "Well, I guess you want to see what's in this book." 

Sullivan could see that Sarah was nervous. It dawned on him that her being alone in his room might be a little overwhelming for her.

"You know what Sarah? Without meaning to I rushed things with you before and I want to be careful not to do that again. Maybe I'm a little over-eager to talk about your sex education class." Sarah looked up at Sullivan with an innocent look of confusion. Sullivan continued, "Can I get you a cold drink? I have Coke and Tab, or beer." 

Sarah seemed to appreciate the slower pace Sullivan was suggesting. They got drinks and sat down in front of the television. Since the TV didn't work very well they changed the station to a music channel and mostly talked. It didn't take long for Mother Nature to take over, and for them to be stretched out on the couch making out. 

Simple kissing became passionate necking. During one ardent exchange Sullivan brushed his hand across Sarah's breast and she flinched at the contact. 

Sullivan straightened, "Whew! I sure get carried away with you!" He was determined to be a gentleman this time. "Maybe we could open that book after all."

"Okay." Sarah did not seem overly bothered by Sullivan's advances. But she was also comfortable with taking a little break from the escalating embraces. She grabbed the book and reclined back against Sullivan's torso so that he could see over her shoulder. They wiggled against each other with little sounds of obvious pleasure as Sullivan wrapped his arms around Sarah's ribcage. She turned her reddening face up to him for a brief kiss before thumbing through the pages of the book.

"Whoa, let me see some of those pictures!" Sullivan called out. Sarah giggled knowingly and turned the pages more slowly. 

Sullivan was surprised and also aroused at the realism of the sketched illustrations. The male and female in the drawings were always completely nude. They appeared to be in their early 30's given that they were attractive but not overly "buff". The illustrations near the beginning showed variations on foreplay, while the later sketches had the textbook-lovers in multiple positions of unconcealed sexual penetration.

Sarah spoke in a matter-of-fact tone, "How about if I start near the beginning and explain things?"

"Uh-huh," Sullivan responded with his eyes fixed on the first drawing.

"Okay, I'll go straight to the foreplay section. Here is an illustration of a simple kiss." The artist rendering showed a close-up of the lovers' faces with eyes closed and relaxed lips just meeting. Sarah turned to look at Sullivan, "And it looks like a good kiss, too!" Sullivan calmly moved his mouth down to hers for a copy of the same kiss, which they held for several seconds.

"Well!" Sarah exclaimed catching her breath, "I'd say we have that mastered!"

Sullivan flushed, "I agree with you! But I think we have a great kiss because of you!" 

"And I think it's because of you!" she retorted in giggles. They snuggled closer and kissed passionately this time, with Sullivan caressing her upturned face and with Sarah clinging against his warm thigh and hip. They resumed their reading position.

Sarah flipped past a couple of pages. "Here's something interesting. It's a foreplay technique that uses massage."

"You mean there's more to foreplay than just making out?" Sullivan said half-jokingly.

Sarah continued the kidding. "You bet there is mister. You're going to have to put some work into this." Sarah moved her positioning on the couch and nudged Sullivan. "Hop up and you massage me first."

Sullivan acted as if he was objecting, "I thought we were just going to read the book." 

"You started this whole idea. You might as well learn it right," she smiled back at him. Sullivan stood by the couch as Sarah stretched out on her stomach and propped up on her elbows to continue reading the textbook.

"You're supposed to start at the extremities and massage toward the torso." 

Sullivan took a moment to admire Sarah's figure reclining on the couch. Her clothing hugged her body in the good places and she adjusted her position in a way that was especially attractive. Sullivan found himself looking hungrily at Sarah's cute little ass, wondering if that should be part of the massage. About that time Sarah commented, "You do not have to touch erotic body parts for this to be good foreplay."

Sullivan began with Sarah's feet after she kicked off her shoes. He was encouraged by her response.

"Oh that feels good, especially on the bottom of my feet!"

By the time Sullivan had moved up to her ankles Sarah was relaxing with eyes closed and her cheek resting on the book. It almost gave Sullivan a jolt as he stole a secret moment to admire her calm innocent face.

Sullivan took the liberty of lifting Sarah's legs one at a time to push her jeans up some. She accepted his actions without question and without tensing. He kneaded Sarah's calves then palmed up past her knees, without daring to go further.

Sullivan switched to Sarah's hands, arms, neck, and back. She stated her appreciation at various times however the massage was somewhat technical and not at all erotic.

"Okay, that was nice," breathed Sarah as she straightened to a seated position. "Now it's your turn."

As they traded positions Sarah assumed the role of the instructor. "This type of foreplay is really just a kind of erotic massage."

Sullivan settled into position on his belly and Sarah continued, "The whole idea is to tease and caress."

Sarah began by working her fingers into Sullivan's scalp, but her touch was gentle. Sullivan dreamily closed his eyes and visibly relaxed.

She worked on Sullivan's hands and spent some time lightly touching his forearms in a way that was more like discovering than massaging. When Sarah got to Sullivan's back she placed her palms under his shirt and stroked his tingling skin. Her last moves across his upper body ended with a light raking of her fingertips down his sides, and then across the tops of his buttocks.

Sarah moved to Sullivan's feet and ankles. She struggled to work her hands under the cuffs of his khakis. Without warning Sullivan flipped onto his back, undid his pants, and threw them on the floor almost in one hurried motion before turning back onto his stomach.

"Ooh!" Sarah called as she recoiled back. When she returned her attention to Sullivan's motionless form she could see he was wearing one of his brief Speedo swimming suits instead of underwear. 

"Well, I guess that's a good idea," she commented. Sullivan exhaled with anticipation.

Sarah proceeded to run her hands up the back of Sullivan's calves. Before long she lost herself in admiring and caressing Sullivan's muscular legs. She moved up to his thighs, careful to only touch the outside of his legs. Her palms ran higher with each movement until she was actually passing over his hips and firmly clutching his mid-section.

Almost imperceptibly, Sarah allowed her thumbs to pass closer and closer to the tender insides of Sullivan's thighs. When Sullivan spread his legs wider she knew that he was aware of what she was doing. With each stroking movement she passed closer to his butt, and at the last moment she passed her hands to the outside of his hips again.

At this point Sullivan had not made a sound. Finally Sarah held her breath and very blatantly passed one hand up the inside of his leg, allowing her knuckles to barely graze his bathing suit. She was probably unaware that she had actually touched his testicles where they were tucked neatly inside the suit.

"Aahhh!!" groaned Sullivan.

Sarah concluded with several long stroking hand movements that appeared to accidentally pass ever-so-lightly over Sullivan's twitching buttocks. With a flushed face Sarah slowly straightened, "How was that?"

Sullivan took a long breath, "Oh man! Now I understand what you're talking about. That was hot!"

Sullivan was slow to get up until Sarah said, "Okay, it's my turn. Now for the front side."

Sarah nestled herself into the cushions of the couch and looked up at Sullivan. Her eyes were wide with expectation as she smiled openly and innocently at him. Sullivan gently seized one of her hands, bent low, and kissed her with passion. Only their hands and lips touched.

When Sullivan finally stood straight they were both breathing deeply. They grinned at each other as he knelt beside her. This time Sullivan made no attempt to hide what might seem to be a leering expression. He took plenty of time feasting his eyes on her while she smiled back at him. Sarah had a large chest with average sized breasts, but it left the overall impression of a very attractive bosom, especially the way her torso moved up and down with her heavy breathing. She had a small waist and nice butt so that in this reclined position the small of her back did not quite touch the couch pad.

"You are beautiful!" was all he could think to say. Judging from Sarah's expression, apparently that was enough. 

Sullivan did not quite know where to start touching her, but it only took a few seconds for him to figure something. With only fingertips, Sullivan glided over Sarah's face and she responded by closing her eyes. He noticed that Sarah's lips had turned a shade of purple.

Sullivan continued with the slow light touch onto her fingers, hands, arms, and across her collarbone. On an impulse he lightly ran his fingers downward over her silky blouse toward Sarah's heaving breasts. She did not object and kept her eyes closed but her breathing did get faster. Instead of actually placing his hands on her breasts he leaned forward and gave Sarah a moist kiss. 




Back Dive Ch. 08



She was surprised, and pleased. Sarah responded by eagerly pulling his head closer. "I think you're catching on to this teasing foreplay!"    

Sarah closed her eyes again and Sullivan resumed moving his hands over her braless upper body. He marveled at the feel of Sarah's twitching belly under the sheer fabric. He got very good at moving one or both hands toward her breasts, but at the last second changing direction. Occasionally he would nudge the soft flesh of her bosom without quite touching her nipples, causing her to gasp each time.

Sullivan stood and moved to Sarah's feet. As he had done before, he caressed her lower legs starting at her toes, and slid her jeans up as high as he could to massage her shins. He moved his palms up over the jean material to erotically stroke Sarah's thighs.

"Oohh!" she said as her eyes popped open temporarily.

Sullivan was relieved that Sarah did not seem to mind his touching her upper legs. He began to stroke her thighs through the thick jean material. Sullivan began to lose himself in the sensation of feeling Sarah's warmth and muscle tone. He stroked from the bottom up without ever approaching closer than six inches to the juncture of her legs. 

Sullivan began to pretend he was going to touch Sarah's vagina, but he always changed course at the last second causing a sharp intake of breath from Sarah, "Wheeu!"

He moved his palms outward across her hips and across her hipbones. Then Sullivan began to tease Sarah from the top by sweeping his fingers lower toward her vagina feeling the outline of her pubic bone. He changed direction at the last possible instant and palmed Sarah's upper thighs instead.

"Huuh!" Sarah gasped again.

That's when Sullivan got carried away and lost his good judgment. He did not touch her vagina. But in keeping with the teasing atmosphere he leaned down and planted a solid kiss on the inside of Sarah's thigh very close to her vagina.

Sarah immediately began to sit up. Sullivan had gone too far. He cursed at having pushed himself on her again. 

Sullivan staggered back in his shirt and Speedo. He commented apologetically, "I got carried away."

Sarah ignored him while managing to get to a standing position. Sullivan could see that her face was particularly red. She frantically straightened her clothing, unbuttoned her jeans, and dropped them to the floor. Sullivan gaped open-mouthed at the sight of Sarah's naked quivering legs topped in bright white panties. 

Sarah's hair was disheveled as she uttered breathlessly, "It seems fair that we should both have bare legs." 

Sarah looked up at Sullivan with a slightly open mouth and very big eyes. Sullivan gradually understood that Sarah's red face was from desire. 

Sullivan smiled and stepped toward her, "I am crazy about you!"

He continued moving forward without stopping. Their upper bodies thudded together helping their arms to fly into a tight embrace. Sullivan walked Sarah rearward until her back gently mashed into the wall. 

Only their upper bodies touched as Sullivan leaned down to Sarah's upturned face and warm eager lips. Even through their shirts Sullivan could distinctly feel Sarah's soft breasts and firm nipples bouncing against his chest. 

Sullivan whispered in Sarah's ear, "When our legs touch it's gonna' feel really good!"

Sarah seemed to hear him but her face remained upturned as if in a trance except that she was breathing rapidly. Sullivan allowed his hips to close the distance between them. His hard cock magically settled directly against Sarah's wet spot as their hot thighs pressed together.

"AHHH!" groaned Sarah.

"UHHH!" grunted Sullivan.

Both Sullivan and Sarah were lost in passion. They writhed against each other, first rubbing thighs then chests. Sullivan's hands travelled down to firmly grasp Sarah's soft panty-clad buttocks.

"UHHH!" they both moaned.

Sullivan pulled hard against her and pressed the head of his cock up against her. "Ahhh!" they both groaned.

But Sullivan wanted more. With a swift one-handed motion he jerked his suit down to his thighs. Sullivan's exposed cock was rock hard and positioned perfectly against Sarah's pussy opening. Without hesitation he rammed hard into the damp panty material.

"UNGHHH!" she almost yelled while writhing vigorously against him, and at the same time bearing down on his excited cock.

Sullivan marveled at the feel of the dainty panties stretching to prevent his entry into Sarah's throbbing pussy. This material was a lot thinner than the bathing suit he had pressed against before. With a double handful of Sarah's ass, Sullivan shoved again.

"AAHHH!!" they both moaned loudly. 

Sarah and Sullivan could both feel her panty material slide to one side against the onslaught of Sullivan's naked cock. Sarah immediately tensed up. 

Sullivan regained enough of his senses to realize he did not want to repeat his previous pushy behavior. He carefully drew away then spun around to place his back against the wall, pulling Sarah's plump backside up tight against his naked dick.

"Oohh!" Sarah squealed. After some hesitation she pushed her warm ass back against Sullivan's needy cock.

The way Sarah pushed her butt up against him reminded Sullivan that Sarah said she was somewhat wild with her high school boyfriend. Sullivan reasoned that she had at least some experience with heavy petting. Sullivan chose to risk being a little more forward with her. He placed his hands on her thighs and moved them gently up, barely grazing across Sarah's panty-covered pussy mound.

"Ahhh!" she groaned open-mouthed while pulling her head back and pushing her butt firmly against him. Sullivan continued the upward progress of his palms under Sarah's blouse, slowly approaching her bare tits.

They both held their breath. Sarah clearly anticipated that he would change direction before actually touching her naked breasts. With anxious slowness, Sullivan gently and firmly placed his palms directly on Sarah's warm jiggling tits.

"OHHhhh!" she moaned with surprise and pleasure. Sarah expressed her approval by leaning her chest into his hands and grinding her butt harder against his aching dick.

Sullivan explored Sarah's tits and nipples with gentle massage. Meanwhile Sarah reached behind to shyly caress Sullivan's bare thighs and hips.

They seemed quite content to remain standing with Sullivan's back against the wall and Sarah's back against him. But Sullivan began to get carried away again. His mind became obsessed with getting his hands on Sarah's naked vagina. As he continued to massage Sarah's luscious breasts with one hand he slowly moved his other hand across Sarah's sensitive stomach.

Sullivan tried to disguise his intended destination with teasing sideway strokes. However he probably was not fooling Sarah as she wiggled against him without reservation.

Sullivan passed his palm over Sarah's panties and across the inside of her upper thigh, allowing the edge of his hand to barely touch Sarah's swollen pussy lips.

"Aahh!" she jerked back against him.

Sullivan proceeded to lightly and thoroughly explore the area around Sarah's throbbing pussy, without quite touching her center. He caressed the inside of each thigh and moved toward her pussy to barely touch a pussy lip, before withdrawing contact.

"Unghh!" Sarah grunted and squirmed, while still pressing her breasts against the actions of his other hand.

He passed his palm across her hip bones and the hollow of her flat belly just above her pubic bone. With a single finger he traced a path straight downward over her panties and directly toward the top of Sarah's puffy crack. Sarah pressed her palms on the outside of Sullivan's hips in anticipation. Without seeming to know she was doing it, Sarah spread her legs further apart and rotated her hips up to meet his wandering fingertip. Sullivan withdrew his hand.

"Aww!" Sarah breathed with undisguised disappointment.

Blood was pounding furiously in Sullivan's head. He inserted his fingertips under the top elastic of Sarah's panties.

"Ahh," Sarah exhaled, almost as if it was a relief for him to finally go there.

Sarah was very still. Sullivan spread his fingers to explore the smooth tender area just above her pubic bone. When he encountered pubic hair his penis surged against Sarah's ass.

Sarah was patient. The only movement in the room was Sullivan's hand as it traversed inside Sarah's panties. They held their breath while he went further to trace each side of Sarah's pulsing vaginal lips, but lifted his middle finger so that it did not touch the center of her crack. He went down with his hand so far that his fingers reached Sarah's inner thighs. Then he began to move the hand back upward. On this return trip Sullivan allowed his middle finger to lightly graze along the center toward Sarah's clitoris.

"AAHHH!" she moaned expectantly, still frozen in position.

Sullivan was focused on his middle finger very slowly moving along the middle of Sarah's pussy lips. The area was moist but not wet, until the middle finger seemed to slightly spread the lips and encounter a fountain of moisture along with Sarah's sensitive clitoral knob.

"Oh, YES!" Sarah growled openly as she flinched back against Sullivan, causing the sheetrock wall behind him to vibrate.

Sullivan knew that the time for teasing was over. He slowly allowed his finger to dip firmly along the warm wet channel against Sarah's tender knob and he stroked up and down.

"UHHH!!" Sarah grunted with enthusiasm. Her hands were still behind her touching Sullivan, and she immediately clinched on his hips. Sarah shook and quivered her entire body in response to the movements of Sullivan's finger.

Sullivan applied a little more pressure and moved his finger more forcefully up and down against her clitoris. He was in a fog of concentration on her hot pussy, keenly aware of his thumb against pubic hair, his knuckles pressing outward against her panties, and his middle finger easily stroking along her very warm and wet channel.

"Shit!" exclaimed Sarah. She was bouncing up and down in rhythm to Sullivan's finger strokes and pressing her ass back against his ever-present cock. She reached further behind to allow her hands access to Sullivan's dick.

Sullivan's eyes shot wide open. He kept on stroking Sarah's clitoris, but his focus temporarily switched to the feel of Sarah's hands gently reaching for his aching cock.

Sarah softly ran all ten fingers along Sullivan's wildly sensitive dick. She did not stop until she had raked her fingers upward for his entire length.

"UGGHHH!!" he groaned in pleasure and surprise. He automatically flinched violently back toward the wall with his bare ass.

This time the wall did not make it. The sheetrock gave way with a loud cracking thud. 

"WHOA!" yelled Sullivan as he felt the room sway out of control.

Sullivan and Sarah held onto each other as they fell disoriented into the newly formed wall opening. After the initial fall Sarah was able to straighten up and whirl around to face Sullivan. He was lodged in the wall sitting on what was left of supporting wallboard wearing a shocked expression. Sullivan had caught the wall studs with his hands and managed to keep from falling even further.

Sarah's immediate expression was one of concern for Sullivan. But he was the first one to find something funny in the situation. Sarah stood by in her bright white undies as Sullivan was stuck in the wall cavity with his Speedo down around his thighs and his balls swinging free in the wall.

He gradually began to roar with deep belly laughter. Sarah sensed that he was not hurt and she was slowly able to catch up until they both formed tears from the hilarity of their circumstance. Sullivan tried to pull himself up but struggled. They broke into more peals of laughter as he reached out to Sarah and she warily pulled him to a standing position. 

Sullivan tensed as Sarah pointed to his loin area, "Hey, it looks like you're wearing a white bathing suit." She was commenting on the contrast between his tan and his normal white skin. He had hoped she was going to say he had a big dick, or at least make some flattering comment. Instead she politely averted her eyes and did not seem interested in getting a better look as his pride and joy.

As he pulled his suit up Sarah was suddenly concerned, "Won't it be expensive to fix the wall?"

"Hell no! Because I'm not going to fix it. This hole is a memento of our special evening."

They sat on the couch together smiling at the hole in the wall, Sullivan in his Speedo and Sarah in her white undies. "Well," said Sarah, "what do you want to do now?"



Back Dive Ch. 09



 Ch. 09 – 'Skip to the Good Part' with Sarah and Sullivan

"I want to keep reading that sex education book of yours! That's the best book I've ever heard of!" exclaimed Sullivan.

After some chuckling Sarah said, "Well...Okay."

They grinned at each other until Sullivan remembered something that gave him a sinking feeling of dread. "Uh, Sarah...after our last time together I promised myself that I would avoid making you feel bad like that again."

"Oh, that's okay."

"Well," continued Sullivan, "I hope you think this is okay." Sullivan opened the cabinet above the couch and pulled out a drugstore bag. He presented the contents to Sarah, a small purple box.

Sarah looked at it with confusion and Sullivan proceeded to explain, "I went to the pharmacy and bought contraceptive foam...just to make sure we could not have an accident."

Sullivan studied Sarah closely as understanding crossed her face. He could not read her reaction. She just looked at the box without emotion.

Sarah stood up with the purple box in hand, and brightened. "I think it's time for a bathroom break."

Sullivan paced until she returned. He went ahead to the bathroom also. It occurred to him that he had just poured cold water on their hot evening.

When Sullivan got back to the room Sarah was still in her panties, laid out on the bed facing the ceiling and looking over the sex education book. She could have been alone in her own room she looked so relaxed and secure, and beautiful.

"I decided you have a good idea." Sarah commented in a matter-of-fact manner. "If we're going to keep practicing what this book teaches we'd better have a safety net. So I went ahead and applied the foam."

Sullivan was relieved and blurted out impulsively, "I think you make the best girlfriend ever!"

Sarah slowly radiated a smile at Sullivan in response to that comment. "Do you think of me as your girlfriend?"

Sullivan beamed a wide smile back to her, "I sure do, if you would like me to."

Sarah was obviously pleased and happy as she turned to look pensively at the ceiling, "Yeah, I think I'd like that."

Sarah clearly expected them to continue their foreplay games. With a surge of confidence Sullivan approached the reclining and grinning Sarah. He knelt by the couch, touched her chin, and kissed her deeply as she placed her palm on his cheek. Sullivan kissed her neck just under her ear, and her collar bone, then the valley area directly between her breasts.

"Ooh!" Sarah giggled.

Sullivan pulled up her blouse enough to expose her smooth trembling belly. He kissed Sarah just above the navel causing her to coo her approval.

Sullivan straightened enough to admire her body and the way her panties pressed on her hip bones. Sullivan ran his hands along Sarah's legs and kissed her inner thigh. Sarah remained still with only an occasional gasp as he caressed her.

Sullivan moved back up to Sarah's panties and took a chance. He placed a light kiss on the flat part of her panty covered belly, just above the swell of her pubic mound.

"OOOH!" Sarah giggled and even shook her legs to relieve the erotic tension she was clearly feeling.

Sullivan couldn't help but to focus directly on Sarah's panty covered vagina just a few inches away. Her rapid breathing caused the area to pulsate. Her pussy lips looked swollen and helped to form a camel toe that he could not resist. Sullivan leaned in and gently kissed Sarah right on her tender pussy opening.

"YIKES!" Sarah doubled up around Sullivan's head laughing and squealing. "You're getting ahead of the book!"

Sullivan wasn't thinking about the book and he wasn't even thinking about teasing foreplay. He climbed up on the couch with Sarah and intertwined his bare legs with hers as they snuggled side by side and kissed passionately. Sullivan ran his hands down her back and slipped his fingers into the back of her panties to seize her bare ass cheeks. Sarah did not stop him. Instead she responded with desire by gently laying her hands on his butt, and they settled together in a hot embrace.

Sullivan could not get enough of feeling her warm smooth skin. He allowed his hands to wander all over Sarah and she seemed to enjoy it. He felt every contour of Sarah's back under her blouse, eventually making a move to lift it completely over her head. Sarah willingly lifted up to help make herself totally nude except for her panties which were also getting a workout. 

As she lost her blouse Sarah gently grasped Sullivan's shirttail inviting him to also lose his shirt. He did not need to be told twice. Sullivan slipped out of his shirt and in a motion also stripped out of his Speedo. Sarah did not seem surprised that they were now totally naked except for her panties.

As if they read each other's minds the young lovers were tantalizingly slow to resume their side-by-side embrace. They intuitively knew the feel of skin-on-skin would be more thrilling if done slowly. First they entangled legs and then arms. Sullivan and Sarah held their breaths as their naked torsos touched.

"Aahhh!!" expelled from their hot lungs.

Sarah's nude tits bounced gently over Sullivan's muscular shuddering chest. He placed his hands inside Sarah's panties again to grasp her naked ass-cheeks, and then pulled hard to complete their almost naked embrace.

Sarah was breathing hard and rapidly. She pulled on Sullivan indicating he should get on top of her. Sullivan's blood pounded violently in his ears and in his vibrating cock as he rolled into position above her. She was wearing her panties but he was looking forward to stretching them as much as he could.

Sarah raised her knees in order to caress Sullivan's hips with the inside of her thighs and calves. Sullivan laid his erect and bare penis on her stomach, and then slid lower with intense anticipation. Sarah took in a deep long breath as she felt the head of his penis approaching the entrance to her panty covered pussy opening.

"SShhhh!" was the sound from their sharp intake of breaths. Sarah spread her knees wider as Sullivan's cockhead fell directly onto the soft wet spot that was poorly protected by her thin panties.

"UUnngghh!" they both grunted as Sullivan's hips flexed and the head of his cock pushed on her tender opening.

Sullivan was busily grasping Sarah's gyrating ass-cheeks, with his hands pinned between her and the couch. Her panties were forgotten as they stretched to their elastic limits. Sullivan began to thrust with enthusiasm against the panty barrier to Sarah's hot pussy, and Sarah eagerly pushed back against him. They seemed to take turns with their lovemaking moans.

"AAhhh!... AAhhh!... AAhhh!..." said Sarah.

"UUngh!... UUngh!... UUngh!..." said Sullivan. 

The full weight of Sullivan chest road on Sarah's bouncing upper body. She did not seem to be shy or hesitant, and Sullivan certainly was not. If anything, both of them increased their passion, tempo, and volume.

"AAHHH!... AAHHH!... AAHHH!..." said Sarah.

"UUNGH!... UUNGH!... UUNGH!..." said Sullivan. 

Almost to the point of being out of breath, Sullivan began to hope Sarah's panties would move to one side. Possibly due to Sullivan stretching their position on Sarah's ass, they magically began to move. Sullivan's dick immediately sensed the spot where more skin was exposed.

Sarah did not slow down and neither did Sullivan. They knew the panties were travelling and Sarah even cocked her hips to one side so that his dick could have better access to her throbbing cunt.

Suddenly the panties slipped all the way to the side and the head of Sullivan's dick firmly seated itself in her pulsing opening.

"AAHHH!!!" they both croaked, and froze in position.

In the lust-filled fog of Sullivan's mind he was aware that Sarah was breathing heavily and also that her legs were spread wide. Slowly Sullivan pushed.

"AAAGGNNHHH!!!" Sarah almost yelled as the head of Sullivan's aching dick popped into Sarah's grasping hot pussy.

Sarah squirmed on her back with her knees up on either side of Sullivan's hips. Sullivan moved his hips around without going deeper.

"OOHH..SHHITT!!" Sarah yelled as Sullivan worked the head of his cock around in her opening. Still, Sarah's legs were relaxed in the open position as she continued to writhe around beneath him.

Sullivan pulled back allowing the head of his dick to pop back just outside her pussy. His dick maintained pressure on her opening and his hands squeezed her moist ass. He pressed with his cock.

"AAHHHH!!!" Sarah groaned. Sullivan's cockhead popped into her again, and travelled an inch further. Sarah's thighs closed against Sullivan's sides, she squirmed, and then slowly her thighs opened again.

Sullivan withdrew to just outside her pussy again. He slowly pushed.

"UUNNGGHH!!!" Sullivan was the one grunting this time. Electric nerve-endings over the length of his dick caused explosive sensations in his brain. He was able to sink his cock into Sarah a couple of inches. 

"Oh Sullivan, I don't know about this." Sarah squeezed his sides with her thighs and tensed her body, signaling that she was having second thoughts about doing this.

Sullivan was quick to reply, "It's okay Sarah, it's okay..." Sullivan knew he had to withdraw, however his body was resistant to exiting the hot wet channel. Sarah and Sullivan remained locked together until Sullivan could relax and actually pull back. 

"Oooo!" Sarah winced in disappointment as the head of Sullivan's dick popped back out of her pussy.

Sullivan moved smoothly and with purpose. They were way too energized to actually stop. Without hesitation he placed his hand down the front of Sarah's stretched and twisted panties while he settled down beside her again.

"Oh!" Sarah said without objection, apparently grateful for the change in position. Sullivan's mouth latched onto Sarah's nearest nipple as his fingers busily found her clitoris. Sarah arched her back toward him and faintly twitched her hips in concert with his hand.

"Aaahhh!" she groaned with eyes closed and head tilted up. Sarah's arm waived in the air and settled on Sullivan's hip. Her hand fell easily on Sullivan's raging cock and she gently stroked him with her fingertips.

"UUNGH!" he grunted. 

Sullivan became aware of how restricting Sarah's panties were to his movements. He pulled down on them and Sarah raised her hips to help him, without ever losing contact with his dick. He pitched this last piece of their garments to the floor and returned his hand to Sarah's eager pussy.

"AAHHH!" she purred and bucked as Sullivan inserted a finger into her tight slick channel. Sullivan kissed Sarah passionately while moving his finger alternately along her clitoris and into her channel up to his knuckles. 

Sarah slowly built up enthusiasm for this stroking of her genitals. Her hips went from a feeble shudder to unreserved bucking up and down. At times she would bridge up with only her shoulder blades and heels touching the couch, and hold that position. Sullivan knew to accelerate his finger action when she bridged up like that.

Finally Sarah let go of his dick and gave him a little direction. She gently but somewhat frantically moved his hand so that she could have access to her clitoris, saying, "Let me do this part."

Sullivan understood. She stroked her clitoris at blinding speed as he inserted his finger in her vagina. Sarah's expression almost communicated pain but it simply indicated intense concentration in her build up to an orgasm. She gritted her teeth and slammed her hips down every few seconds.

As Sarah built to a crescendo, Sullivan inserted a second finger. Sarah went crazy.

"AAHHHHHH!!!" she grimaced and bucked up and down with the throes of her climax. Sullivan could barely keep up with her as he plunged his fingers back and forth.

Suddenly Sarah pulled Sullivan on top of her. She kissed him passionately as she positioned him on top of her. Sarah was clearly still having an orgasm but apparently also wanted the feel of his dick again.

Every fiber in Sullivan's body was intent on placing the head of his dick at Sarah's pussy opening. But she was not exactly holding still and his cock bounced aimlessly against her. Sarah's chin lifted up as her hips moved all over the place in anticipation. Of course Sarah and Sullivan managed to work together and make his probes land closer and closer to the target. They were both frantically hunching in the air above the couch.

"UNGHHH!" they both grunted when the head of his dick lodged at her hot opening. Their two bodies formed a trembling arch above the couch surface. Sarah was almost delirious as she called out in frustration while still jerking her hips toward him.

"Uh?... Uh?... Uh?..." she said, and Sullivan got the hint. He carefully pressed against her. The head of his dick easily slid past that first resistance and into her intensely warm pussy.

"AAHhhh!!" called out Sarah in relief. She slowly relaxed her body to lie on the couch with her thighs caressing Sullivan's sides. He carefully rode down with her never allowing his dick to lose its place. Her eyes were closed and she took a deep breath, "THAT'S what I've been needing!"

Sarah squirmed under Sullivan and used her thighs to alternately squeeze him then open for him. She hooked her hands under his armpits to grip his shoulders and pull. Sullivan moved with her to gently grind his cockhead just inside the entrance of her vagina.

"If we keep this going I might have another orgasm!" groaned Sarah. Her face was flushed and her eyes were closed.

Sullivan did a quick assessment and decided he probably could keep doing this "just-the-tip" sex indefinitely. It was exciting but since it was only the head of his cock he could manage to control himself.

"Okay, I think I can do that," he said. Sullivan was propped above her so that their bodies touched without his having to rest his full weight on her. They were able to rub the full length of their bodies together for maximum skin friction while also teasingly grating their genitals together.

Sullivan moved his hips in circles causing his cockhead to work a similar pattern at the entrance to Sarah's vagina. She carefully mirrored his hip movements at first. But before long Sarah was enthusiastically gyrating on the couch, gasping and heaving with Sullivan's dick poised just inside her pussy.

"Oohh!...Oohh!" she exclaimed with her chin up and her lips a deep purple color. She kept pressing upward against Sullivan as if to get more penetration, but Sullivan carefully stayed just barely at her pussy. "Go just a little deeper," she finally said.

Sullivan tried to be patient. He cautiously tensed his frame as Sarah's eager body strained toward him.

"AAHHHH!! THAT'S JUST RIGHT!!" Sarah croaked as her hot pussy stretched to take an inch of Sullivan's girth.

"UNGHH!!" grunted Sullivan at the almost unbearable impulse to clinch his buttocks and fully enter her. Sarah's pussy was warm and moist, and the sensations were heightened by her erotic movements.

Sarah started to get animated. Sullivan just tried to keep up with her. As she rotated and moved back and forth, Sullivan mirrored her movements. His cock was still only an inch inside her pussy, but they were making the most of it.

"Oh Yeah!...Oh Yeah!..." she kept saying. Her hips shook with intense movements and Sullivan simply vibrated his cockhead in and out using the one inch length available to him. Apparently that was the right thing to do.

"OHHH..YEAHHHH!!" Sarah yelled signaling her orgasm, "OHHH..YEAHHHH!!"

Sarah's hips bounced powerfully up, down, left, and right. It was difficult for Sullivan to maintain his place in her pussy. In fact it was difficult to even stay in her pussy. Sarah pulled him toward her with her hands and thighs.

Sullivan was on his knees and elbows with his chest rubbing on Sarah's vibrant tits. But his foggy mind was totally consumed with the feel of his aching dick just inside Sarah's gyrating pussy. He had to get further in there.

"AAHHH!!" Sarah groaned as Sullivan pulled back then went in deeper. Her thighs remained open and Sullivan retreated, in order to go back for more. She gripped him with her thighs and then opened them when he descended toward her.

"OOHHHH!!" Sarah squealed grimacing in passion and turning her face with closed eyes. She was still trembling in the throes of her orgasm. Sarah gripped his shoulders hard for a firm upper body hug. Sullivan was about half way in, but his dick met resistance. He instinctively pushed steady against Sarah's virgin channel. 

Sarah closed her legs on Sullivan as if considering stopping. He rotated his hips without pressing. Sarah slowly opened her legs and gyrated her hips to help him get deeper.

"AAAHHH!!" they both exclaimed as his dick made a small amount of progress while her damp pussy stretched and got used to his bulk. Sullivan was in far enough that he could start working in and out more effectively.

"AH!!... AH!!... AH!!..." Sarah exclaimed with each of his thrusts. She continued to work her thighs against his hips, always opening up as he entered further and further.

"UNGHH!!" they both grunted finally as their pubic bones collided. They looked into each other's eyes for an instant, before continuing. Sullivan slowly withdrew almost completely, then just as slowly went back in all the way until their pubic bones mashed together. Even then he ground his hips trying to get even deeper.

"AAHHH!!" Sarah moaned totally lost in passion. They began to thrust against each other, but Sullivan would not last much longer.

"UNGHH!!... UNGHH!!... UNGHH!!..." he grunted with each thrust, blind to the rest of the world. He could feel his balls churning and getting ready to launch their load.

"AAHH!!... AAHH!!... AAHH!!..." exclaimed Sarah, pulling him into her more and more forcefully with her legs on his sides, and hands hooked under his arms.

"Ohh!...My!...GAWDDD!!!" Sullivan croaked. His back muscles seized up from his neck to his heels as he buried his cock into Sarah's pussy. Sullivan's genitals released the warm fluid with force into Sarah's grasping channel. Sarah hugged him tight and pulled on him with her thighs.

"UNGHHhhh!!" Sullivan groaned as his back muscles continued to clinch and force him into Sarah, even as his orgasm was subsiding. He could feel Sarah's pussy pulsing around his dick.

As Sullivan's mind cleared he became more considerate of Sarah. "I must be heavy on you," he said. His soft dick was still inside her warm channel and he made a weak move to roll off of her.

"No," she whispered hoarsely, "you feel good right where you are."

Sullivan relaxed and allowed his total weight to sink onto Sarah's hot body. She continued to hug him with her arms even after relaxing her legs.

Their breathing slowed to normal but Sullivan remained comfortably on top of her with his soft dick still in her wet channel. He turned his head away so that he wouldn't be blowing air into her face. Sullivan relaxed so completely that he even lost consciousness for a few seconds. Sarah had her eyes open and was still hugging Sullivan's torso.

He seemed to be in a deep sleep. Knowing that Sullivan would not hear her, Sarah silently whispered, "I...love...you".

But he did hear it. Sullivan slowly turned his head and placed his lips against Sarah's ear. He spoke just above a whisper, "I love you, Sarah."

Back Dive at the Pool

"Now Sarah, don't hurt yourself trying to do this. There's nothing wrong with getting a 'B' in this course." 

Sarah was climbing up the ladder onto the low board. She was determined to do this back dive in order to get an 'A'. She smiled reassuringly at the coach, but he was obviously still concerned for her.

"Come on Sarah! You can do it!" called out Sarah's friend Janet from the poolside. Several others in the class chimed in with encouragement also. But there was tension in the air because everyone remembered that Sarah could not even come close to doing a back dive the last time they saw her try.




Back Dive Ch. 09



Sarah was the picture of health walking the length of the board. She was tanned and walked erect even as she began to turn around on the end of the board.

Coach Hart continued, "Don't struggle with this. Just jump in the water if you can't do it." The coach was leaning forward in his folding chair on the side of the pool. He had a worried expression.

"Alright Coach," said Sarah. She hesitated as she turned, holding her hands out from her body. But she was able to turn her back to the water and position her feet on the end of the board.

Coach Hart could not contain his concern, "Be careful not to slip on the board."

Sarah continued without replying. She raised her hands over her head and looked up.

"Whatever you do, don't fall forward!" cautioned the coach. A couple of students snickered at his Mother-Hen behavior.

Sarah leaned backward to the point of falling. Then to everyone's surprise she bent her knees and jumped.

The entire class gasped. Even a simple fall off the board was too much for her.

Sarah's relaxed body arced through the air. When she rotated far enough she reached for the water, easily making the back dive. As her upper body disappeared below the surface she was able to actually point her toes.

Coach Hart sat motionless as the class broke into applause and catcalls. Sarah swam to the side as Janet yelled, "I didn't know you had it in you!"

But Coach Hart was clearly embarrassed. He had been overly concerned and he felt a little foolish. The class turned to look for his reaction.

Without turning in his chair, Coach Hart raised his voice and called out, "Sullivan, you're up there on the balcony aren't you."

"Yeah Coach," came a deep voice from above.

"You've been teaching this girl, haven't you?"

"Yeah Coach, how did you know?" replied Sullivan.

"Not only did she do a back dive, but she even pointed her toes." Coach Hart turned to Sarah. "Good job girl! You get an 'A'."