Bill Dada
Malfunctioning Reality
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Bill Dada said:
puffy_nip_luvr said:damn! I could stare at that underwater rack for a longggggggggg time!!! woah.. question here ladies/gents- how many of you have been fucked underwater? in whirpools? saunas (that was dangerous! my head nearly exploded!! the one on my shoulders surprisingly enough!! lol). ahhhhhhh.... memories.... lol
Fantasymaster said:Does that count? once off the coast of Greece and once off the Coast of Columbia where the Guajira desert meets the sea. Beautiful.

My favorite was in a lake on a hot summer night in Michigan under a full moon with probably no one for for a hundred miles, she hanging onto the side of our rowboat—erotic as hell, but difficult because the water diluted her natural juices (still . . . )puffy_nip_luvr said:Question here ladies/gents- how many of you have been fucked underwater? in whirpools? saunas (that was dangerous! my head nearly exploded!! the one on my shoulders surprisingly enough!! lol). ahhhhhhh.... memories.... lol
MilkFountain said:My favorite was in a lake on a hot summer night in Michigan under a full moon with probably no one for for a hundred miles, she hanging onto the side of our rowboat—erotic as hell, but difficult because the water diluted her natural juices (stil . . .)
I've done it in saunas (if you're in good shape, no problem), many times in jacuzzis, bathtubs and once, on another balmy, moonlit night on the northern coast of Ecuador, joined in a circle fuck of a tall, young mulatto girl who joined our group for all-night body surfing in the fluorescing water. We waded out about a kilometer before the water got to our shoulders, and then mount the waves for what seemed an endless ride to near the beach. Halfway out on a return to catch the next roller (the 5 of us men and the girl), we all stopped a moment to look up at the summer night sky, bright from the moon.
Face to the sky, the girl momentarily lost her balance as a swell lifted us, I steadied her, an arm encircling her body, and found that I held one of her surprisingly full breasts in my hand. Moaning softly, she leaned against me and we kissed. My hand still on her breast, with the other I found her bottom. Her breathing in my mouth immediately came in pants. Without thought—with that kind of sureness you wish you always had—I pulled one side of the bow that held the top on, and let it float away. At the same time I slipped her bikini briefs down as far as I could reach, letting her kick them away. On impulse, carried away by how beautiful she really was, how perfect, how young and joyously firm and confident in her youth, I stooped and wrapped my arms around her thighs, hugging her to me, and lifted her high into the air for all to see—and to her delight, to be seen.
In the moonlight, her black hair plastered to her back and along one arm to her elbow, she looked mythical , rising from the sea so that the moonlight turned her body to gleaming and dramatically shadowed marble. Her skin was pale and her nipples and hair black in the stark light. As she stretched her arms far over her head, looking up and reaching for the sky, so that every muscle in her body rose, the girl's unselfconscious joy in the moment drew everyone to her. Before I knew it, she was covered with moving hands. I let her slip through my arms, her weight against my body. My face glided up her wet belly, between her breasts and at her neck I began kissing, until I found her mouth again.
I think it was the night—the temperature of air and water, the moonlit sky and the pleasure of sharing so many rides on the waves that released her and gentled all the men to be slow in exploring her—so that she welcomed us. There were times she was sandwiched between two standing men (the three nudged and drawn by the rolling sea) and double penetrated, fore and aft. Waves dragged on us as they passed. As the water rose and fell, her legs swayed. They dangled loosely over the forearms of her lover in front, while her neck rested on a shoulder of the one behind, face to the sky. All the while, she looked in wonder at the stars and moon, jaw slack, mouth open and tongue loosely resting on her lower teeth. Occasionally she licked her lips, dried by prolonged panting and her little, sharp screams. The three of us that were left caressed her breasts, kissed them, sucked them, or just waited our turn. We stayed with her until moonlight gave way to the first grey-gold of dawn. Then we all went to eat fresh-caught shrimp in hot sauce, bought from a little lady in one of the many shrimp-selling booths along the boardwalk.
sparklebear00 said:Wide areola and long nipples are quite hot. Especially when they poke through shirts![]()

I've always wanted to try it underwater or at least in a hot tub. So far, no takers...puffy_nip_luvr said:damn! I could stare at that underwater rack for a longggggggggg time!!! woah.. question here ladies/gents- how many of you have been fucked underwater? in whirpools? saunas (that was dangerous! my head nearly exploded!! the one on my shoulders surprisingly enough!! lol). ahhhhhhh.... memories.... lol
NippleFreak said:I've always wanted to try it underwater or at least in a hot tub. So far, no takers...
sandra69 said:i've fucked in the ocean standing chest deep in the waters and even chatted with unsuspecting friends. bathtub, jacuzzi, swimming pool, in the river .... it's all good.