Misc. Erotica “I just might do that,”

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She swung the drowned woman around in my direction. Then she guided the head to my semi-hard cock. It was the first time I’d ever stuck my dick between the lips of someone who had drowned. It was shamefully arousing.

Molly moaned into the regulator as I fucked the drowned American’s mouth. She caressed the limp, yielding body all over as though incredibly turned on by the event. Then I got the reg back as Molly kissed the drowned woman’s lips.

We spent several minutes playing with our victim’s corpse. I finally pumped another load into Molly from behind as she feasted yet again on the drowned woman’s pussy. Then we pushed the body deeper into the formations before gathering our possessions – meaning our suits – and heading back to the surface.

We came up a few hundred yards from Mike’s boat. She kissed me before bidding me farewell. Molly even thanked me for allowing her to participate.

She told me that had been the very first drowning she’d ever participated in out here in these waters. A part of me wondered if that really was the truth, especially when she said it was the most erotic thing she’d ever done with somebody.

She asked how long I would be staying in the British Virgin Isles. I told her I planned to be around for a few more days. She told me she’d love to meet me out here again if it worked out. Then she headed off in the direction of what I can only assume was the boat she’d come out on.

I swam to Mike’s boat before climbing aboard. “So how was Molly?” he asked with a sly grin as he helped me aboard.

I gave him a dirty look. “You knew all about her all along, didn’t you! And you didn’t even warn me!”

“I didn’t want to spoil the surprise.”

He looked all around the ocean. Then he leaned in close. “Tell me. Did she really help you drown that girl? It certainly looked like it from where I was watching up here.”

“Ask me no questions and I’ll tell you no lies, remember?”

“Oh yeah; I forgot. Still…”

He looked over in the direction of Molly and her boat. Then he shook his head. “I never would have thought her capable of something like that. You just never know about some people.”

He smiled as he went over to a chest. He pulled out another bottle and tossed it to me. I opened it up and took a drink.

“Another American boozing it up on my boat,” he said with a shake of his head. But I did not fail to notice his sly smile.

“Ready to go back to shore, Ward?” I nodded as I told him I was ready. Perhaps it was best not to linger too long near the scene of the crime.

He pulled up anchor before starting the motor. Then we headed back. During the trip back, neither one of us acted as though we knew there was a young woman lying drowned on the bottom of the ocean with some of my cum no doubt still inside her.