Drowning Thumbs Up Novels & Stories

I lost my footing, falling off the ledge. When I hit the water, going under, my first thought was that it was absolutely freezing. My second thought is fuck him. And my third is I didn't know how to swim. I gasped when I came up, thrashing in the water, just in time to see him pull off his shirt, revealing his sculpted 6 Pack, and I would be ogling it and drooling over all of that muscle if I wasn't DROWNING.

I just looked at Nate, and finally he drown my body to the pool. The scream drowned out I couldn't help but gasp, I haven't said, if I can't swim. "Nate! Nate! Nate!" When our heads came out, the other friends also plunged into the pool. I looked at Nate as well as him, our bodies already wet, even though the water was warm. As his face got closer, he suddenly drowned my body, my nose caught in the water, I raised my hand already giving up and wanted to rise to the surface, when I felt a strong hand lift my body.

she says with clear disdain for the concept. She’s five. Isn’t she, herself, a baby? “You sound like a good swimmer,” I try awkwardly. To my surprise, Anne puffs up her chest. “I’m very good at swimming. Mommy even says that next summer I can swim and not even have my floaties.” I don’t like the idea of her swimming without flotation devices. Drowning is one of my more popular methods for disposing of enemies. It’s convenient, how quickly the water is able to steal breath from an opponent. After a time, they also become completely unrecognizable. Many drowning victims are never identified, especially if they’re sunk well enough in the ocean, because…

I continuously try to stay awake but I'm struggling so in the end I succumb and drift into sleep. I can't breathe. I feel like I'm drowning. I try to scream for help but no words come out of my mouth. I'm fading but he won't let go, he's still holding me under and I decide to give up. Before I can give him the satisfaction of dying I'm pulled out the water and I feel him caressing my hair. "It's the beginning of the end. Hold my hand, I won't let you call, I shall keep you safe always." He kisses my forehead and disappears before my eyes.....

ɪ sɪɢʜᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴘʟᴀʏ, ᴍʏ ɴᴇᴄᴋʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴍɪsᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢʟʏ ғᴇʟʟ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏᴏʟ. ɢᴏᴏsᴇʙᴜᴍʙs ғɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴀs ɪ sᴡᴀʟʟᴏᴡ� ��ᴅ ʜᴀʀᴅ, ɪ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴘɪᴄᴋ ɪᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴍᴍᴇᴅɪᴀᴛᴇʟʏ, ɪ ғᴇʟᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ’s ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴜsʜ ᴍᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏᴏʟ.

Dickson hurriedly approached the doctor, anxious to know the situation. "Doctor, is everything okay?" he inquired. The doctor responded, "Where did she drown? Fortunately, she was brought in on time! We've saved her. However, she hasn't regained consciousness yet due to water in her lungs." Dickson pleaded, "Doctor, please do everything you can to bring her back to life!" Reassuringly, the doctor said, "No need to worry. Her life is no longer at risk. It's crucial for young adults to be cautious while swimming; it can be a matter of life and death."

LuvNHugs “I do feel your hard cock against me and my hand slides down to rub against it through your clothing. Your kisses make me moan louder and as I throw back my head I make a decision, you aren’t the only one who can come up with surprises, I step back, biting my lower lip as you watch me. I smile and wink at you as I slowly remove my underwear before turning and diving into the deeper water beside us. Surprise, we’re going swimming!” I wondered how he would take the twist, the effort to delay gratification. Most guys just weren’t into that and would start to force the scene to the inevitable conclusion. I really hoped this wasn’t one of those guys. Y0urM1n3 “I laugh as you surprise me

[Natasha’s POV] Drowning, just like I do in my dreams. It looks like a dream comes true. “Ethan…. Ethan....help me….please,” I pleaded, but he didn't answer me. “I…I can't swim…. Ethan...” I started thrashing around the water trying to find a way to get out of the water. I felt the coldness seeping through my skin, it is as scary as I felt during my nightmares. It seems like all my limbs are paralyzed. I try to move, but it doesn't work. I keep calling for Ethan, but there is no response from him. All I hear are my screams and the sound of the water moving through the river.

He held me through it, like the perfect gentle man… his fingers still moving, drawing it out until I was trembling. Then he withdrew licked his fingers clean, eyes locked on mine. The crowd cheered, another successful dunk. He reached up again. This time he pulled the lever. The seat dropped, and water rushed in… damn cold shock over my head, into my mouth. I surfaced gasping. He pulled me close kissed me under the waterfall. Tongue going deep, curling with mine. Water streaming between us. The dunk was over and the seat reset automatically. We were hidden again. But now we were both soaked, my dress plastered against my body, his shirt transparent, shorts clinging I could see his hard lengt

I screamed, but the sound came out as a muffled, gurgling burst of bubbles. Water rushed into my nose and mouth as I thrashed wildly, arms flailing, legs kicking against the porcelain. My hands slapped at the arms holding me down, nails scraping fabric, as they kept pushing me deeper, holding me under. I fought harder, lungs burning, vision spotting black at the edges. My left hand shot out desperately, knocking against the stool. The glass tumbled over and shattered on the marble floor with a sharp crash. Still the hands held me down so I screamed again, the sound lost in the water choking me and my chest convulsed, desperate for air. Suddenly, the pressure vanished and I surged upward, bre