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The Ecstasy of Drowning

An excerpt from The Ecstasy of Drowning

The cord was taut and slender, slicker than she'd realized now that it was under water. The weight had drawn the knot tight, impossible to pull at. Corinne pulled desperately, now more frightened than excited, her lungs hot and bursting. In her panic, she wavered, fumbling with the knot one moment and pulling at the weight the next, trying desperately to swim up, up to the airy surface.

White lights popped in her eyes, her head spun. Suddenly, she realized that this was no mere panic. She was going to die, naked and alone in this motel pool. It would look like a suicide, of course, or perhaps a sex murder. She'd thought it thru beforehand, but now that it was a real possibility—a near certainty—it was terrifying.

The weight pulled at her so hard it made the cord dig into her ankle. She struggled vainly now, consumed with panic, utterly without thought, her nude form flailing wildly and helplessly. The lights in her eyes dimmed. The darkness overcame her. Her final breath bubbled to the surface.

Suddenly, a strong arm clutched her wrist, grabbed hold, and yanked her bodily out of the blue darkness. He struggled with her at the side of the pool, the heavy weight almost doubling the burden. But then she was out, the cool night air suddenly chilling her naked body. She coughed and spat water, her mind swirling with emotion, with... ecstasy.

The night sky opened up above Corinne, vast and sparkling. The man appeared over her, slapping her face to bring her to her senses. He was handsome, with a strong jaw, a California tan, and a blond mustache. He was talking, but she couldn't hear him. The stars were too loud.

She looked all around, barely comprehending the empty poolside, the silent, moonless night. But she comprehended the tanned stud with the hairy chest clad only in swim trunks.

"Make it with me," Corinne gushed. "Do it to me right now." He was stunned, astonished. He babbled something incoherent. She pulled at his wet body, pulled him down to her and kissed him hotly.

"Fuck me right now," the naked girl begged. "I need it now."

Foolish Corinne is Carrie Otis
All models are 18 years or older, regardless of the text.

 

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