The Good Kind Of Drowning

Tom soaped up her legs and feet, then guided Rainie back into the waterfall. He kissed her deeply under the water as Rainie moved the soap bar over Tom's body. She spent a long time working the lather over his cock and into his pubic hair. The penis twitched and hardened, but it didn't come to full attention. Rainie thought he must have excellent self-control, or maybe he was just worn out.

Then they caressed the soap off one another, and Rainie thought she'd come again simply from the slippery ecstasy of flesh on flesh. Tom laughed, and Rainie did too. They were both so happy and content that no words were necessary. Tom grabbed a bottle of shampoo, squirted a dap in his palm and handed the bottle to Rainie. They shampooed and rinsed, and the suds washing down Rainie's body could not be ignored.

"I love the shower," she said absent-mindedly, turning her body back and forth against the water.

Tom kissed her on the neck, lashing his tongue against the tight muscles and up under her ear lobe. She began to feel warm again between her legs. Sometimes after a long night of orgasms Rainie would feel tender and sore in her cunt, but tonight there was no pain, only blood rushing through her clitoris and pussy walls, covered in thick layers of cream. When Tom pressed two fingers between her legs, she opened herself up to allow him access. He knelt on the tile, then took Rainie's hand and pulled her down next to him. They knelt and kissed under the warm shower.

Rainie was surprised when Tom stood and left her there. He walked over to the showerhead to the left, turned on the water and let it get warm. There were no partitions between the shower heads, just a large tile community shower with about nine heads on four walls. Tom turned the blast down so it hit Rainie's body, and the combined pressure of two showers felt like the strongest rainfall Rainie had ever been in. But Tom wasn't finished. He stepped around to the shower on the other side, turned it on and aimed it at Rainie.

"Yes," was all Rainie could say. She rolled on the tile as though she had no control where the water pushed her, slipping back and forth over the tile. When she was little, she had snuck out of her bedroom window one night during a light rainstorm, because she couldn't get rid of the idea of that rain on her naked body. Everyone in the house had been asleep, late in the early morning hours. She took off her pajamas, opened the window and crawled outside. The water was freezing, but she ran into the yard and spun in circles, giggling and splashing in the mud, grinning up at the sky. Her pre-adolescent body shivered in the icy torrent, but she was on fire inside, a fire her child's mind did not yet understand. When she came back inside, her feet and legs were covered in dirty water and grass. She tiptoed naked through the house to the bathroom, where she showered -- a pastime she already enjoyed keenly -- then went back to her room, put on her pajamas, brushed the grass into her trashcan, and got back in bed.


Rainie's hand moved unconsciously between her legs as the memory dominated her senses. She thought about it many times when she masturbated, and she wondered sometimes why she didn't go out naked into the rain more often. The fact that she lived in an apartment complex had something to do with it, but there were ways.

"Make the water cold," Rainie called out to Tom as she masturbated on the tile. She had both hands on her pussy, one rubbing the clit and the other slipping fingers inside her moist hole.

"Are you sure?" Tom asked.

Rainie nodded. She still had her eyes closed, imagining.

Suddenly the center stream went icy. "Ahhhh!" Rainie screamed. Then a second stream turned to ice, followed by the third. Instantly Rainie felt a million needles pricking into her skin. She shivered painfully, flopping like a fish on the tile.

"OH MY GOD!" she screamed. "OHHHHHH! AHHHHHHH!" Her new goal was to come as fast as she could, and her fingers began to rub the freezing flesh of her pussy with the speed of a kitchen appliance. Only a few breaths passed before the orgasm hit, and it was a doozy. Rainie flipped like a dropped spring onto her hands and knees, riding her own hand to the most intense orgasm of her adult life. None since her first childhood climaxes could compare. Then the passion disappeared, and all that remained was the crippling cold from the shower water. Rainie slid across the tile to the other side of the room, relieved to escape the evil showers. Tom turned the water off, and Rainie lay gasping, her hand still between her legs as though to protect her savaged pussy from further attack.

Tom turned on the whirlpool jets, then tenderly helped Rainie over to the tub. She was still shivering as she stepped down from the floor into the burning water, and a long minute passed before the jets worked the cold out of her flesh. Soon she was resting, almost sleeping, with a jet thumping against the small of her back. She liked the way the bubbles felt as the skimmed they surface against her breasts. Rainie's nipples refused to go soft.

"Wow," Tom said.

Rainie opened her eyes. She smiled. "Whooooo," she cooed.

"Let's take a break then. Are you having fun?"

Rainie smiled again. She wondered casually if she still had any makeup on her face, then decided there couldn't possibly be.

She answered, "This is the best night of my life. I've never been so satisfied in my life."

"You like water that much?"

Rainie nodded. "Not just water. I like being wet. And I really like you."

"Is your pussy still wet?" Tom asked.

Rainie's face lit up. Tom hadn't really cursed yet this evening, and it had been unexpected to hear him refer to her "pussy." But what possible limits did they have left?

"My pussy gets wet so easily," Rainie replied. "Maybe that's why I like wetness so much. I like to feel the cream all over my hands, on my thighs. I want that feeling all over my body."

Tom sought clarification. "So it's the slickness you like. The slippery feeling."

"Mmmm-hmm," Rainie moaned.

"What other things have you tried?" Tom asked.

This question had a profound effect on Rainie. What else was there to try? She liked to sweat, to shower, to play in the rain, and now she knew she enjoyed being immersed in a pool.

"Why? Do you have any ideas?"

Tom smiled. "Will you stay here and relax? I'm going to get some supplies."

"Supplies? What are you talking about?"

"I told you I had surprises. I'll be back."

Tom stood in the tub. Without knowing why, Rainie reached out and grabbed his hanging penis. Tom inhaled.

"Time for that in a minute." Tom got out of the water and left.

Rainie almost did fall asleep, with the exquisite swirl of the tub jets gushing all around her, especially the one spitting into her back. The stream washed below to her buttocks, swirling around her hips. Suddenly Rainie had an idea. She fought it, because she worried her pussy was too sore for anymore action, but the idea stuck and would not leave. Slowly Rainie lifted her body to position her tender vagina over the jet. When it hit, she tensed her leg muscles, expecting it to hurt. But it did not hurt. In fact, it felt fucking-A awesome. Within seconds she was descending back into that orgasmic state from the sauna; apparently, she hadn't recovered from her savage physical state as completely as she thought.

One orgasm hit, then a second. "Ahh, ahh, ahh." With nothing but continuous vibration against her clit, Rainie could keep going for hours. At first she floated on her tummy with her legs below the water, but eventually she twisted around so she floated on her back with her calves laying on the tile floor outside the tub. She felt the water shooting up into her vagina, filling her like a huge cock.

When Tom returned, Rainie was in a delirious orgasmic state, rocking up and down on the water like a machine. Each orgasm blew up inside her pussy like a firecracker, and before it had fully gone, the next one would start. The muscles in Rainie's stomach were very sore from staying tense so long. At the end of a particularly strong assault, she floated away from the edge like a leaf. Her body sank below the water, and she was submerged. She held her breath, listening to the angry pounding of the jets all around her. Finally she bobbed upward. Upon emerging, she took in air and looked up at Tom. He crossed his arms over his chest and grinned at her. His cock was getting hard again.

"I like to watch you come, Rainie," he said. This was a compliment that he paid her.

Rainie tried to say a witty retort she had thought of, but her voice vanished. Her throat was dry from dehydration and screaming.

"Let me help you," Tom said as he took her hand. After a brief struggle, Rainie sat on her knees. She hung her weary head, and the warm water dripped from her hair onto her body and the floor. Tom put a bottle of water in her hand, and she drank it greedily, allowing her throat to open so the cold liquid could pour straight down her gullet. The drink refreshed her, invigorated her, but also hurt her stomach.

"I don't know what came over me," Rainie said, shaking her head. She felt she needed to apologize to Tom for being so selfish.

Tom said, "My ex-girlfriend loved those jets, too. I always thought she looked so beautiful when she came." He smiled affectionately. "But she wasn't as pretty as you. And you come a lot more."

In Rainie's current state of mind, Tom's words were the sweetest thing any boy had ever said to her. She blushed. "Thank you," she said shyly.

"Are you tired?" Tom asked.

Rainie honestly didn't know how to answer the question. Yes, she was damn tired, but there was a last surprise in store, and she intended to find out what it was. Cream dribbled out her pussy and down her thigh, so she knew she was still horny and able to come some more. Mainly she worried about her stomach muscles, and the effect that all this moisture would have on her skin.

"How much more do you think I can take?" Rainie asked.

"Well, you've already gone about as far as I thought a person could go, so maybe you don't have any limits. If we do this thing I have in mind, you can stop at any time."

Rainie sat up, excited. "Don't keep me in suspense! What do you have in mind?"

Tom left the shower room. When he returned, his arms carried several bottles and tubes. Some bottles Rainie didn't recognize, but others she knew instantly. There was a jar of petroleum jelly, a bottle of baby oil, and a tube of KY-Jelly. One tube? No, he had four or five. Holy shit.

"I liked what you said about being slippery," Tom said. "I hope this is what you had in mind."

Rainie's heart pounded. She felt the blood rushing through her, flowing fast after the way she had opened up her blood vessels throughout the night. Her nipples went hard as did her pelvic flesh. Even her cheeks and lips felt flushed and full. Just the sight of the lubricants had an aphrodisiac effect on her. Would she be able to come another fifty or so times, after the workout she'd already put her body through? There was only one way to find out.

Tom knelt down beside her. "There's baby oil in the massage room, and Vaseline in the nursery." Tom smiled. "I won't be taking these back when I'm done."

Rainie couldn't take her wide eyes off the assortment. "What about the KY?"

"Well," Tom began, "my ex and I made a secret stash of jelly and condoms, in case we were ever got here without picking up supplies."

"Five tubes?" Rainie asked.

"What can I say. She liked to buy in bulk at the wholesale club. She was an efficient woman, I'll give her that."

"How long ago did you two break up?"

"Four months ago. Quit changing the subject." Tom let the containers clatter to the floor.

Rainie vibrated like a tuning fork from head to toe with anticipation. "What... how do you want to start?"

"Shhhhhhhh," Tom chided her. "Just lay down and relax."

She did as she was instructed. The tile was warm and wet. She closed her eyes and waited.

Tom squirted something, and then Rainie felt his hand between her legs. He fingered the jelly into her vagina, massaging her G-spot. "Ohhhhhh," Rainie moaned quietly, as her hips rocked against the hand. Tom worked her pussy over, lubricating her clitoris and labia with care.

But Tom didn't just lube her cunt. He squirted the tube onto her thighs, then used his hands to cover her. He slid his hands up and down her thighs, inside and out, over her knees, along her calf muscles, over her ankles, between her toes. The feeling of lube between her toes made Rainie jump. Vince had sucked on her toes once, and she came hard from it, but it had only been once. Now she remembered how sensitive her toes were.

Like an artist meticulously crafting a masterpiece, Tom spread the jelly over Rainie's entire body. At first she felt lusciously lubed up, but then the jelly began to turn sticky as it dried on her skin, and Rainie had a hard time sliding on the floor. That's when Tom opened up the baby oil and started squirting her from a standing position. Rainie laughed as the fluid drenched her. Tom poured oil on her face and into her hair. She slipped her hands over her body, seeking purchase and finding none. Her kinky date flipped her onto her stomach and massaged the oil into her back, shoulders and ass, and he worked it into her hair as well. There would be no escape. After the baby oil, Tom opened the other bottles, also filled with massage oils, at least one of them fragrant.

As Tom plastered her body with oil, Rainie moved her breasts against the tiles, flicking her hard nipples along the cracks. She wanted to fuck Tom, but she also wanted him to keep lubricating her. The KY seemed to create a layer between her skin and the oil, and she slid frictionless over the tile, dripping large drops of oil. The entire building was silent, and the only sound in the shower chamber was Tom's hands slipping and slapping against Rainie's skin.

Oh my goodness, she thought, I want to fuck him so bad. Rainie turned back over onto her back. Tom grinned with evil intent as he poured more oil onto his hand and began to oil his own body.

"Oh my," Rainie said.

Tom covered his chest in oil, then his tight tummy and pelvis. The oil trickled slowly down his muscles as he poured more onto his arms, his legs, up over his face and into his hair. The boy glowed with a shiny sheen, and Rainie knew she must have him. When he started to rub the oil into his cock, it was too much for Rainie. She sat up on her knees, then immediately slipped and crashed against Tom. They laughed hard for a moment, and then Rainie planted her slippery mouth on Tom's. She rubbed her body against his, her pussy against his cock. She pushed Tom onto his back, then mounted him.

Nothing could have been more effortless than the gliding of that big, shiny hairless cock into Rainie's drenched hole. Even though it was very thick, Rainie was so stretched and creamy that she wondered how far in he had gone. Then that big head thumped her uterus again, and she knew she was full of penis. She rocked back and forth, hitting her G-spot.

"Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh," Rainie said. She moaned and panted and cooed in a melody of pleasure. Without stopping the fuck, she reached over and picked up the Vaseline. She opened it, took out a big glob and dropped it on Tom's chest. Tom was really getting into the wet act, and Rainie wondered if he hadn't shared her fantasy. Rainie moved her slick hands up and down her date, making him even more slick. Tom also took a handful of jelly and slapped it against Rainie's breastbone. They massaged each other as Rainie bounced playfully up and down on Tom's big cock. It buried itself inside her again and again, and Rainie felt cream spurting out of her each time the tool impaled her. She came hard, then again, and then a third time within about fifteen seconds. This time she screamed like a cheerleader in a horror film, filling the chamber with her loud cries, hurting her own ears.

She felt Tom's fingers reach around to her ass. She took his hand and encourage him to bury a lubed digit into her asshole. She came before he was even in up to his knuckle.

"Have you ever had anal sex?" Tom asked matter-of-factly.

"No," Rainie panted, "but I've... always... wanted to... I think... I could tonight... Let's do it..."

She slipped off of Tom, then fell onto her hands and knees. Tom took more KY and spread it over Rainie's back and ass. Then he applied a generous portion to her anus. Rainie sometimes slipped her vibrator into her ass during masturbation, but she'd never really been in the right frame of mind to enjoy the experience. Now she was hornier than she'd ever been in her life, spasming still even though the cock was gone from her cunt. She knew the moment those fingers started stuffing her asshole that it would make her cum.

Sure enough, as Tom wedged his lubed fingers inside her ass, Rainie came. He shoved huge dollops of jelly into her ass, and one time when she flexed her sphincter muscles, the jelly squirted out.

When Tom finally placed the head of his penis against Rainie's butthole, Rainie was twitching and rocking like an animal. She relaxed her bottom as much as possible. Tom pushed, and instead of the slight resistance Rainie had been expecting, the monstrous member slipped easily inside her, right up to the goddamn hilt.

"GOD!" Rainie cried. "Yeah yeah YEAH!!" She bucked back against the cock. There was a slight twinge of pain as the head poked her rectum, but it was not painful enough to make her stop fucking. Rainie had to balance herself very carefully on her hands and knees to keep from slipping on the tile. Tom, sensing Rainie about to fall, wrapped an arm around her waist and positioned her onto her side, so that Tom spooned her as he rammed his cock up her ass. Rainie lifted her leg so she could finger her pussy. The digits slipped in and out effortlessly, and she came again. The ability to reason left Rainie, and soon she was rutting mechanically against the tool inside her body. They fucked like this for many long minutes, with Rainie suffering through at least two more orgasms.

"Where do you want it?" Tom asked.

"On my pussy," Rainie whispered.

Tom pulled out of Rainie's now tender ass, then laid her on her back. He aimed himself at Rainie's red, shiny pussy, then stroked his slick cock until the cum spurted. Rainie languidly rubbed her hand in the still-spurting semen that landed on her. She lay limp like pasta. Tom looked tired, too.

"Best date ever," Tom said as he fell onto his back.

"Best date ever," Rainie muttered.

They lay that way, separated and spent, for about five minutes. Then Tom got up, and he helped Rainie stand. He turned on the shower, and the two lovers spent a very long time trying to get the lubricants off their body and out of their hair. Rainie was still charged from her hundred orgasms, but she knew she'd never be able to withstand another one, so she stayed calm as she and Tom washed one another. Tom's cock was red as a brick, still filled with blood even as it hung.

The two dried off, turned off all the lights, and finally stood one last time under the "Exit" sign in the pool hanger. They dressed in the dark, giggling and touching. As they left, Tom pulled the door closed behind him with a click. He opened the car door for Rainie, and as she sat, she realized she hadn't sat on anything other than the floor and benches for about five hours. Her clothes felt strange and heavy against her skin.

Tom tossed the bottles of lube into the dumpster, then got in the car himself. Soon Tom was back on the interstate. They started out holding hands, but Tom looked shaky and needed both hands to steer. The radio played.