Deep-Dive Deepthroat

I love the sensation of water flowing on my skin, a primal caress exploring every part of my body. I make no secret of this..

In my scuba diving club, there is a very bright, stunning mid-30’s brunette. She was athletic, a healthy tan, shoulder-length hair that would constantly fly into her eyes with the slightest puff of wind, and her firm breasts that clearly indicated that bras were optional. We made prolonged eye contact a few times, a little chit-chat, but there was a little something in her eyes that indicated … curiosity ? Interest ? mutual attraction? Something definitely, but what?

Diving has its routines. Check the gear, fill the tanks, load up the boat, motor off to a dive spot, listen to the dive briefing, split into pairs… This time Ann and I dive together. We check each other’s gear out in a corner of the deck.

1-2-3 we drop into the water and stabilize under the keel. A quick glance around, Ann gestures me to follow her, and to my surprise we head away from the other divers, towards what I thought was an unattractive part of the reef. That judgment was soon proved wrong. As soon as we got out of sight, Ann gestures me to stop and comes closer… she loosened her jacket exposing her naked breasts, then removed my bathing suit and gestured me to remove hers, which I gladly obliged. We put the suits in our dive jacket pockets, and gently swam together exploring the reef. I was like a shark, with a huge stiff fin watching this naked mermaid just beneath my eyes. She obviously was enjoying the view as I could hardly believe when Ann stopped, took her mouthpiece out and began sucking me, looking me in the eyes. This was only the beginning.

We made love right there, weightless, enjoying the privacy of the ocean, exchanging occasional kisses, keeping an eye on our depth, on our air tanks… this should have lasted forever.

Returning to the boat, we reluctantly got our suits back on at the last possible moment. As we left the sea, Ann’s eyes grew distant, we were in another world.