Sammy slipped off the white silk robe, revealing the freckled creamy skin beneath. Her perky breasts bounced gently as the robe fell away to the floor. Her nipples were erect with pleasure of the moment. She dipped her toes into the bathtub and felt the rush of excitement as the warm water enveloped up to her ankle. Auburn curls fell around her face as she stepped fully into the tub. She carefully brushed them behind her ear as she slipped further into the warm bath.
The tub was four feet deep on one end and sloped down to six on the far end. It was a soaking tub and one with a rather specific purpose. Sammy let her feet sink to the bottom of the shallow end until she was standing with the warm water up to her shoulders. Soaking up the moment she began to run her hands across her soft skin. She shivered in anticipation as her fingers explored lower on her body. Sammy tied her hair up and took a series of deep breaths. She inhaled to her full capacity and slipped beneath the surface.
Her eyes were closed as she settled to the bottom of the tub. Tiny bubbles streamed from her nose and trickled towards the surface. Her hands explored across the hills and valleys of her body. She settled in on her clit. Slowly at first, she let the momentum build.
Focused on the moment, she almost forgot to surface for air. She was awakened to the reality by the urgent need to breath. Her lungs were empty as she had aspirated all the air lost in the moment of pleasure. Sammy propelled herself off the ceramic bottom of the tub and swam for the surface. She broke the surface and drank in a fresh lungful of air as she clung to the side of the tub. Her heart was pounding, and she was breathing hard. She had to be more careful, or she could easily drown herself. This thought excited her a bit.
When she had recovered her breath, she submerged once more and drifted to the bottom. Her hand was on her mound and moved with a rapid intensity. She was sure that she could bring herself to cum in this single breath. She had been so close last time when she had run out of air. Sammy could feel the orgasm building with plenty of air to spare. She slowed her pace and savored the moment. The moment of ecstasy flowed over her as she came with bursts of bubbles exploding from her mouth. Her legs spasmed in ecstasy making it difficult to surface. By the time Sammy could get her legs to cooperate, her lungs screamed for oxygen, and she surfaced rapidly. Spitting water and breathing hard, she clung to the side of the tub. Her hair was tangled round her face and drifted in the warm water. She had her eyes closed as she breathed in a deep lungful of air.
It was intoxicating. The very thought of cumming again underwater aroused her and consumed her thoughts. She wondered how fast she could cum again. Taking a deep breath, she swam for the bottom and began again. She closed her eyes and let the moment take her. She was daydreaming a fantasy enveloped in the warmth of the tub.
She opened her eyes and could see the shimmering form of her boyfriend. He gazed as her stunning form over the edge of the tub. Sammy smiled at him and beckoned for him to join her on the bottom of the tub.