InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Swimming ❯ Swimming ( Chapter 1 )
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By: wolfblossum 
When my girlfriend found out I was lieing about being able to swim, I didn't think she'd punish me like this...
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 01.13.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 1.9K | Status: Completed
When my girlfriend found out I was lieing about being able to swim, I didn't think she'd punish me like this...
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 01.13.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 1.9K | Status: Completed
I can’t swim. I’m 22, 6’4 and 200lbs of muscle but I never learned to swim.
My girlfriend is a lifeguard, and she competes in all these competitions and swim meets, she doesn’t know I can’t swim. In fact, I’m pretty sure she thinks I could swim the Atlantic Ocean, I have no idea why...except I may have mentioned training with Michael Phelps coach a time or two...
So apparently she told all her friend I can swim...and they entered me into a 10km race...so I’m fucked...
There is no way I can tell her that I can’t swim. No way. She will kill me.
So here I am, standing at the at the edge of the dock willing myself to jump in. No matter how many times I tell myself “on the count of three, one, two, three!” by three I haven’t moved. It’s pretty pathetic I know. All around me there are kids flinging themselves off the dock, screaming and arms flailing. There’s even an old guy in a Speedo! I just can’t get in. It’s not like I’m afraid of water. I shower in it, I drink it, if you put me on the beach I can wade it in...not past my chest though.
Ok! I’m ready, I’m going to jump. One... two...splash! There’s this weight on my back and I’m in the water, but I definitely didn’t jump in. I take breath and holy shit I can’t breath. I’m kicking and pushing towards the surface, grabbing onto to the closest thing...which happens to be my girlfriend who I’m going to assume tackled me in...
So here I am, more than twice her weight, almost a foot taller than her, clinging and chocking on water. She looks at me and o shit, she knows I can’t swim. She’s going to kill me, right here and now in front of all these people I’m going to scream and cry like a little girl.
Weirdly enough, she drags me to shore (her super lifeguarding skills) and helps me out. She’s crying...ok now I just feel like a bastard, I made her cry. No wait! She’s laughing, wait what? Still smiling she helps me out of the water throws my towel over my shoulders, giving my hair a little rub and jumping to place a kiss on my nose.
She takes my hand and leads me back to our apartment. Ok shit, what am I going to say? I love you! I was going to tell you I couldn’t swim. Dear god I’m going to lose the girl of my dreams. Why am I so stupid? I’m going to miss her laugh, her smile and don’t even think about the sex...aww fuck the sex.
When we get to the apartment door she steps aside to let me unlock it, laughing as I fumble with the key. When we get inside she throws her towel onto the back of our kitchen chair and turns around. I know she’s expecting an explanation but all I can think about is how good she looks. She’s wearing nothing but a bikini and dripping wet. One cheeky droplet slides all the way from her collar bone, right into the valley between her breasts.
Then suddenly she launches towards me and I almost put up my hands in self defence but no, I will take this beating like a man but no, arms flung around my neck and legs wrapped around my waste. Her forehead and nose touching mine she looks straight into my eyes, laughs and kisses me.( Throughout this whole story, I’ve made myself look like a sissy and I’m going to do it again.) I feel myself go weak in the knees, my first instinct is to collapse but that would crush her so never taking my lips off hers, I do an awkward little waddle towards the sofa. She’s not heavy but trying to make out and carry her all at the same time is a bit of a struggle but I make it. I try to place her down gently but she just lets go, uses her heels to pull me at the back of the knees, bringing me down to the ground and I land, right in front of her bikini clad crotch.
So that’s what she wanted...I place my mouth right over her crotch and blow a hot breath of air. I can hear her moan from above me and blow a few more times before letting my tongue flick over her still bikini clad body. She’s moaning, begging for me to fuck her but I figure, if this is break up sex, I want this to be something she never forgets. So I allow myself a few more licks before ripping offer her bikini shorts. Her words of anger over her ripped swimsuit are drowned out by her moans as I lick her. Long, gentle stroke, never quite letting my tongue go in. I flick her clit and that does it, her hands wrap themselves in my hair, her thighs on the side of my head as she tries, in vain I might add, to pull me in. I continue my teasing until I decide to very slowly, slide my tongue inside as deep but as slow as I can muster. I do this a few more times and soon I can feel her body starting to shake as she reaches climax. I use my tongue, curling to find her g-spot. She moans as she comes and I can taste a new liquid. I lick as fast as I can, trying to clean her up. Don’t want to stain the couch now do we? Besides, I’m pretty sure she likes my clean ups.
I stand up to look at her, legs spread, face flushed, chest heaving but she’s still wearing her bikini top. That has to go. Before I can say anything, using her toes, she pulls my swim trunks off. My hard on is quite impressive if I do say so myself and she takes it into her hands. She leans over licks, from the base right to the tip and I almost keel over. She does this again and again. I grab her head and try to force her to put me into her mouth but she just kisses the tip and shakes her head, smiling.
I grab her and lift her so she locks her legs around my waste. She’s just hovering above my dick and I plan to push in slowly when she just slams down. I gasp and stagger under the unexpected pleasure, she wraps her arms around my neck and pulls herself up just to drop herself back down onto my dick. I place my arms under her knees so that I can lift her and she only needs her arms to support her. We’ve never had sex standing with no wall or table before but I have no trouble. I lift her up and down, faster and harder and soon she’s screaming. She’s so hot and tight, only getting tighter and tighter. I’m so close to coming, I’m just slamming her as hard as I can. I thrust into her a few more times and we both climax. I collapse onto the couch exhausted. We’re both panting, our bodies slick with sweat.
The ties of her bikini are in the front so I use my teeth to undue it, just letting it fall to the ground. I nuzzle my head on her chest giving each breast a kiss.
“Baby, I’m so sorry. I know I should have told you I couldn’t swim.”
She just laughed. “There never was any race you know. I knew you couldn’t swim. I just wanted you to admit it so I could help you. I didn’t think you’d be dumb enough to try it by yourself!”
With every word I kissed her breasts, alternating between left and right. “I” kiss “swear” kiss “I’ll” kiss “tell” kiss “you” kiss “everything” kiss “from” kiss “now” kiss “on.
Her head was titled back, eyes closed and she just murmured and “uh huh”, clearly enjoying the attention. I used my tongue and flicked her nipple with my teeth earning a groan. I looked at the clock, it took me about 20 minutes before I could go again so I decided to spend it kissing and running my tongue over every inch of her body.
My girlfriend is a lifeguard, and she competes in all these competitions and swim meets, she doesn’t know I can’t swim. In fact, I’m pretty sure she thinks I could swim the Atlantic Ocean, I have no idea why...except I may have mentioned training with Michael Phelps coach a time or two...
So apparently she told all her friend I can swim...and they entered me into a 10km race...so I’m fucked...
There is no way I can tell her that I can’t swim. No way. She will kill me.
So here I am, standing at the at the edge of the dock willing myself to jump in. No matter how many times I tell myself “on the count of three, one, two, three!” by three I haven’t moved. It’s pretty pathetic I know. All around me there are kids flinging themselves off the dock, screaming and arms flailing. There’s even an old guy in a Speedo! I just can’t get in. It’s not like I’m afraid of water. I shower in it, I drink it, if you put me on the beach I can wade it in...not past my chest though.
Ok! I’m ready, I’m going to jump. One... two...splash! There’s this weight on my back and I’m in the water, but I definitely didn’t jump in. I take breath and holy shit I can’t breath. I’m kicking and pushing towards the surface, grabbing onto to the closest thing...which happens to be my girlfriend who I’m going to assume tackled me in...
So here I am, more than twice her weight, almost a foot taller than her, clinging and chocking on water. She looks at me and o shit, she knows I can’t swim. She’s going to kill me, right here and now in front of all these people I’m going to scream and cry like a little girl.
Weirdly enough, she drags me to shore (her super lifeguarding skills) and helps me out. She’s crying...ok now I just feel like a bastard, I made her cry. No wait! She’s laughing, wait what? Still smiling she helps me out of the water throws my towel over my shoulders, giving my hair a little rub and jumping to place a kiss on my nose.
She takes my hand and leads me back to our apartment. Ok shit, what am I going to say? I love you! I was going to tell you I couldn’t swim. Dear god I’m going to lose the girl of my dreams. Why am I so stupid? I’m going to miss her laugh, her smile and don’t even think about the sex...aww fuck the sex.
When we get to the apartment door she steps aside to let me unlock it, laughing as I fumble with the key. When we get inside she throws her towel onto the back of our kitchen chair and turns around. I know she’s expecting an explanation but all I can think about is how good she looks. She’s wearing nothing but a bikini and dripping wet. One cheeky droplet slides all the way from her collar bone, right into the valley between her breasts.
Then suddenly she launches towards me and I almost put up my hands in self defence but no, I will take this beating like a man but no, arms flung around my neck and legs wrapped around my waste. Her forehead and nose touching mine she looks straight into my eyes, laughs and kisses me.( Throughout this whole story, I’ve made myself look like a sissy and I’m going to do it again.) I feel myself go weak in the knees, my first instinct is to collapse but that would crush her so never taking my lips off hers, I do an awkward little waddle towards the sofa. She’s not heavy but trying to make out and carry her all at the same time is a bit of a struggle but I make it. I try to place her down gently but she just lets go, uses her heels to pull me at the back of the knees, bringing me down to the ground and I land, right in front of her bikini clad crotch.
So that’s what she wanted...I place my mouth right over her crotch and blow a hot breath of air. I can hear her moan from above me and blow a few more times before letting my tongue flick over her still bikini clad body. She’s moaning, begging for me to fuck her but I figure, if this is break up sex, I want this to be something she never forgets. So I allow myself a few more licks before ripping offer her bikini shorts. Her words of anger over her ripped swimsuit are drowned out by her moans as I lick her. Long, gentle stroke, never quite letting my tongue go in. I flick her clit and that does it, her hands wrap themselves in my hair, her thighs on the side of my head as she tries, in vain I might add, to pull me in. I continue my teasing until I decide to very slowly, slide my tongue inside as deep but as slow as I can muster. I do this a few more times and soon I can feel her body starting to shake as she reaches climax. I use my tongue, curling to find her g-spot. She moans as she comes and I can taste a new liquid. I lick as fast as I can, trying to clean her up. Don’t want to stain the couch now do we? Besides, I’m pretty sure she likes my clean ups.
I stand up to look at her, legs spread, face flushed, chest heaving but she’s still wearing her bikini top. That has to go. Before I can say anything, using her toes, she pulls my swim trunks off. My hard on is quite impressive if I do say so myself and she takes it into her hands. She leans over licks, from the base right to the tip and I almost keel over. She does this again and again. I grab her head and try to force her to put me into her mouth but she just kisses the tip and shakes her head, smiling.
I grab her and lift her so she locks her legs around my waste. She’s just hovering above my dick and I plan to push in slowly when she just slams down. I gasp and stagger under the unexpected pleasure, she wraps her arms around my neck and pulls herself up just to drop herself back down onto my dick. I place my arms under her knees so that I can lift her and she only needs her arms to support her. We’ve never had sex standing with no wall or table before but I have no trouble. I lift her up and down, faster and harder and soon she’s screaming. She’s so hot and tight, only getting tighter and tighter. I’m so close to coming, I’m just slamming her as hard as I can. I thrust into her a few more times and we both climax. I collapse onto the couch exhausted. We’re both panting, our bodies slick with sweat.
The ties of her bikini are in the front so I use my teeth to undue it, just letting it fall to the ground. I nuzzle my head on her chest giving each breast a kiss.
“Baby, I’m so sorry. I know I should have told you I couldn’t swim.”
She just laughed. “There never was any race you know. I knew you couldn’t swim. I just wanted you to admit it so I could help you. I didn’t think you’d be dumb enough to try it by yourself!”
With every word I kissed her breasts, alternating between left and right. “I” kiss “swear” kiss “I’ll” kiss “tell” kiss “you” kiss “everything” kiss “from” kiss “now” kiss “on.
Her head was titled back, eyes closed and she just murmured and “uh huh”, clearly enjoying the attention. I used my tongue and flicked her nipple with my teeth earning a groan. I looked at the clock, it took me about 20 minutes before I could go again so I decided to spend it kissing and running my tongue over every inch of her body.