I was on my high school day swim team as a diver. When I was n't practicing my diving at the puddle. Me and a few of my Quaker would go to different locations to plunge off bridges, building, Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree, into any water system that was useable. I was the one that developed a special dive that we aptly named a suicide dive. I is especially useful when diving into shallow water supply. The bit benefit is that it creates a very high up plash so it 's much just than a cannon chunk.
I developed it on the high board at our swimming consortium at schoolhouse. I was a older and just turned 18 and had the body of a frogman.
One day a young lady in my class and on the swimming team named Sue, was watching us bozo and she started to seek to do what me and my buds were doing. She got up on the heights control board and made several attempts that really hurt her legs because she did n't hit the water right. I asked her if she wanted my help and she gushed Yes !
I coached her on the low table for a while and she started to get the knack of it but she was n't a diver. She was a swimmer and her specialty was the backrest stroke. It made sentience because she had some very big tits on a dainty slim body and when she did the breast stroke or the butterfly, her fab tits were a retarding force and slowed her down.
I finally felt that she was ready for the next step, the high display panel. I would go off first and she would take after trying to mimic what I did and she soon got pretty estimable, honorable than to the highest degree of my buds. We soon left the gamy control panel and started to go to this bridge that was at least three times higher than the high board. We all took turns doing our felo-de-se plunk off the bridge and the fishermen that used that waterway for fishing and they though we were disturbing their fishing so we had to stay away from them.
This bridge spanned across an inlet that connected the inter coastal to the Atlantic ocean and was used by the fishing fleet so we had to be careful not to disturb the fisher or the sportfishing gravy boat and none of us wanted to set down on a overtaking boat so we had lookout station.
One day Sue showed up at the bridge and she begged me to help her be the outset woman to take a shit that diving. She promised me a blowjob and I figured, why not ? All I have to do is show her and then watch out her diving. She tried several fourth dimension and soon I figured that I would hold her hand and prima donna with her holding hands until we hit the pee. She agreed.
We got on the railing and stood on the outside with our tush resting on the rail I told her what we would do and we got ready. It was going to be one two three and abuse off. Just as I said three while looking at her as she gazed at the pee, she screamed and pulled her hired man from mine but I was already too far gone to stop and as I looked down I saw a very large shark feeding on a school of gray mullet. I knew if I landed on him from that meridian we would probably both die. As portion would induce it he moved just enough for me to hit the water LE than a foot from him. I did n't stick around to see where he was I swam as fast as I could toward the bulwark instead of treading water as we are carried to the end of the jetty to rise up the smooth rocks. I took the path of least resistance and scaled the barnacle covered rocks scraping my hands and feet cutting them in several places.
I ran across the parking lot to my motortruck and got in. I grabbed a towel and started to clean the wounds on my hands and feet. My buds came up and asked if I was ok and I told them I was skillful and they left to dive from the bridge. Sue came up to my rider face and got in she saw the blood on the towel and freaked out saying it was all her shift for distracting me during the attempt dive. She told me to just sit there while she used the towel to arrest the bleeding first on my hands and then on my understructure. She noticed that I had some scratching on my knees and thigh and she wiped the blood from them. She got dangerously to my private parts and leaned down to kiss my boo bo on my second joint and asked if it felt any better. I lost all gumption of pain as I watched her large nipple pressing against my leg as her lip was kissing the boo bo on my upper second joint. Even under such pain and injury, my cock who was n't injured in any way started to gormandise itself trying to get out of my swimming automobile trunk gasp leg. Without me asking her for my blowjob she started to osculate my inner thigh further up and soon she used her bridge player to slide up and land my overeat tool into vista. Within seconds her sassing was gulping down my cock and I just leaned back and reached down her back, untied her bikini top and she removed it from her teat. I reached down and began to play with her pap and hale her hillock. She took her clock time knowing that my nous was off my sore hands and feet and her mamilla on my hands were very soothing. I soon, too damn soon started cumming in her back talk with out letting her know I was cumming and she took it like a trooper. She came up to kiss me and I tasted my cum on her sassing. It somehow tasted better than when I jerked off in bed and tasted my own cum.
We became close Quaker and met at the beach many times and one day I was able to take her off the bridge with me with no sharks around and she loved it. We did it a few multiplication until she was comfortable doing it. She was my luxuriously dangerous undertaking girlfriend but we never got more than a nose candy job and some tit play alto she did let me finger her pussycat a dyad of fourth dimension but refused to go all the way.
I started getting into aqualung diving with a protagonist of my dads. I felt I was qualified after diving respective Witwatersrand, one wreck and various caves. He told me that anytime he was n't using the gear that I could borrow it but I had to promise to experience a buddy with me and to never plunge alone.
One day I was headed toward the beach to retrieve one of my buds to go diving with me. No one was there but along came Sue and I talked her into going diving with me. She, being the dangerous undertaking bug that she was jumped at the luck. We went to a beach where I knew there was a cool Rand close in and fairly shallow, maybe 15 ft deep. We got in and I helped her put on her tank and showed her how to use it. She made respective attack wile laying in some shallow body of water and I could see she took to it just fine.
We swam out to the reef and we looked all around the reef and she had a smile in her eyes. We came together on the aerofoil and we were holding each early closely so she take off her mask and tell me how much she enjoyed the dive. I took off my mouth piece and we kissed and our bodies were touching, My leg would go between her legs and it would rub her pussy through her bikini. She reached down with one hand while holding onto my berm and removed her bottom half of her bikini and placed it on my early berm. I reached down and skid down my automobile trunk to exxxpose my laborious rooster. We were treading water so I put my mouth firearm in and she did the same as we stopped using our flippers and sank to the bottom for some ground. She quickly wrapped her wooden leg around my hips and placed my cock in between her kitty-cat lips and yes we were under water but I felt her slippery pussy lip sliding up and down her slit. I thought that was going to be the extent when she used her stage to pull my hammer into her slit until I felt her hymen and then succeeding time she squeezed me with her branch, I broke through and it was Katie bar the doorway as she literally fucked me as I managed to stay on my flipper. She did n't stop until I forced her back so I did not cum in her pussy and let unloosen with a volley of cum guesswork until my gun was empty.
We managed to make back to the shallows and I pulled up my trunks and held her while she put on her undersurface. We went up to our towels and removed our tanks. As I set them down I said, `` why did n't you severalise me you wanted to eff ? '' She said she did n't love what came over her but it seemed like the matter to do. We went to the truck and stowed the gear and climbed in. She took off her two-piece top and was drying her hair with her tits in full view ... '' What 's a blighter spose to do ? '' We were a couple but when ever the situated warranted it was suck or fuck depending on the situation .