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With Kyle in Bora Bora

Underwater reef diving was my fix - my adrenaline junkie juice. God knows you have to be a fit dude to dive extended, and you are always on the edge of over or underestimating something, and you end up dead. Under the sea, unlike Ariel, I found peace. I swam with the fish because I could get away in that blue and black world. Long years of diving gave me credentials to teach in many resorts and spots globally and a lean hard body that gave me options with women unequalled by most men.

I usually rotated around the world with the diving season, as the weather rolled across the globe, even though nowadays those ancient set patterns seemed to be breaking. Even then as chaos reigned above water, under it was peace itself. This month I was in gorgeous Bora Bora, deep in French Polynesia, dot smack between Australia and South America as the crow flies. I was working off Toopua, a 100-foot dive with coral reefs and caves, and plenty of critters, especially rays. This was an attractive call for the tourists, including amateur divers.

The groups were ok this year, not total amateurs but no pros. Most were acceptable swimmers but I was always ready for the worst. The nearby luxury Conrad Nui coughed up my clients, and they came in rich and flush. With them came the gaggle of beauties I am accustomed to, and some touched me in lust, but I was a professional. Then I saw her, sparkling on the dock.

She was stunningly beautiful. A slim face with amazing blue-gray eyes, and thick lashes curling out. She had an incredible aquiline nose and a cute little mouth with delicious slim lips. Her skin was flawless, and her jet-black hair seemed to suck the light around her. When she smiled adorable dimples appeared, and her white teeth glittered in the sun. She was classy and sophisticated, and I knew I was looking at a real lady. Her eyebrows were perfectly shaped and accentuated her face. She reminded me of several dark-haired actresses and singers I knew and admired.

Her figure was stunning, cute, and slim. She wore a 2 piece bikini and her cute boobs were medium and very firm, and I could sense soft nipples underneath. My cock was hardening. I had seen many beauties but this girl took the cake. Her soft belly had a cute little belly button. Her hips were slim but womanly. She was with friends and laughing in the sun, heading to our stall to prep for a dive. I started to instruct and gear up the groups, but my eyes were on her. She looked down and blushed. Some of her friends noticed and giggled. Once the main work was done, I found her alone for a bit looking out over the dock seaward.

“Are you ok miss, nervous,” I came up behind her and put a hand gently on her lower back, reassuringly, and asserting my protection and claim over her.

She almost seemed to have expected and yearned for it, she turned and gave me a dazzling smile, “Not if you go with us!  My name is Kyle.”

We chatted for a bit. I gave her a few more hints, and my eyes kept taking in her beauty, and she smiled noticing. Finally, I asked her to stay close to me in the dive, and we all assembled. Rudimentary instruction ensured at a minimum these folks did not fuck up the position and placement of gear, and their launching stances. It was one final check on oxygen tanks, and one by one they dropped over the side, I checked each as they went, danger signs often start instantly. Kyle was one of the last, she gave me a glance with her gorgeous eyes, and she was over. I had to wait till they all went, but my heart was anxious for her.

When I entered most of the group was already deep underway - these were the folks from previous rodeos. The less skilled, and the fearful, trailed and descended slowly. I spotted Kyle ahead, swimming with some friends. She did glance up at me, I nodded reassuringly and beckoned her along, and she proceeded. I was distracted by some assholes in the group that was headed out into deep water, I had to swim fast and intercept them, this area was known for sharks beyond a point, I used hand signals to guide them back, but one or two assholes were determined. I had to grip their arms hard and redirect them back. All this took over 20 minutes.

By the time I got back, some were reaching the limit of the dive, 30 minutes, and started ascending. I continued to gather them up, mentally counting off, sending them skyward. Then a pang of panic set in, she was nowhere to be seen. Kyle had vanished. I signaled her friends, they did not understand and shrugged. The unskilled were mute and deaf down here. I gathered them hurriedly, the oxygen limits were approaching. All ascended, except Kyle. She was nowhere, I began to search the coral caves fearing the worst.

There she was, hurt, leg caught between 2 corals. A strong tide was beginning to set in. I rushed into the cave, her eyes were wide in fear. The meter on her tank was red-lined. For such times I had a small hammer and started raining heavy blows. Chips rolled off, it was hard old coral. I kept on, she was running out. Her eyes began to blink and she choked on the dying supply. The coral broke.

I scooped her up by the belly and swam back with all my strength, out of the cave. Goddamn sharks had smelled the wound, and they were running straight for us. I gathered deep air in my mouth, popped her mark breathed into her mouth, and then put our masks back. Sharks blocked the way to the beach and dock, I had to swim out and around. I kept giving her air, and 500 meters out I came up to the air. I was on a far beach. She was not breathing, and no one was around. I dragged her light body up and gave her CPR. It took a while but she came to, thank God, and coughed up the water. I held her in my arms. She was shaking, deathly cold. I warmed her with my body and patched her gash with my waterproof first aid kid bandages. After a long time she was breathing normally, and we were even dried out in the sun. She looked up at me and smiled.

“See, as long as you were with me, I was safe,” she joked and smiled.

I scolded her a little, she explained one of her friends dared her to enter, so she did. She would never do it again. I caressed her, feeling a fear I might have lost her. She sensed my passion, and she reached up and kissed me. I sucked deep into her mouth, we were on a lost beach with forests behind, no one in sight. We were in paradise alone. Her body shook with pleasure. I leaned down and took her boobs out, they were indeed topped with soft pink areolas and lovely nipple buds. I sucked her boobs hungrily, she pulled me closer. I reached down and took her bikini bottom off and her pink pussy gash appeared, and I licked and sucked it. She moaned. I lay down and she mounted me 69 and we ate each other. She licked and sucked my hard cock slowly, massaging my balls. I massaged her butt hole and gave her oral pussy sex. It was so fucking intense, she came and wetted me, and she sucked me till I came, huge spurts of cum arching out over the sand. We lay for a while thus, spent, that's what near death does.

After a while, we dressed and walked back to the hotel, hand in hand. There was a huge crowd looking for us, some divers too, and they cheered when we appeared. I explained we had been driven far off, and Kyle was blushing like a new bride. Some guessed, but none asked. I took her back to her group, but she turned to me.

“Can I stay with you, please,” her eyes had a pleading to them.

“Of course, come with me,” I said, strongly. She wanted to be with me, and I would never let her go again.

We drove back to my rented place, a humble villa set away from the hotels. She had gathered her luggage and I brought it into the place. We took showers separately in the 2 baths and emerged later in bathrobes. I had made a nice lunch for us with pan-fried fish and veggies, and Kyle ate hungrily, we sat on the deck looking out. She talked animatedly about her big city life, and how she came here to be closer to nature. Then she stopped and put her fork down.

“Thank you for saving me,” she said matter of factly, her eyes tearing up.

I said it was nothing. I stood and wiped her tears, and gave her another deep kiss. I looked at her bandage, changed it, and kissed her pretty feet. She blushed again. That night we were in casuals and watched the sunset together, she was leaning against me on the cane sofa. I wondered how it all happened so quickly.

We had dinner. I did not touch her again though I ached for her. Maybe that love session was a fluke born out of death’s touch. What if she came to her senses now? I could not take that chance. I wished her good night and was about to close the bedroom door, but she stopped me. She pulled me in and pushed me back on the bed.

“What happened was what I wanted,” she smiled sweetly. She pulled off her t-shirt and dropped her panties.

I marveled at her insanely beautiful body. Her pink puffy nipples shone in the dim lamp. Her dreamy blue eyes pierced me, her lips were parted slightly. My cock stood up. She came forth got on my lap and gave me a deep kiss. She was so light. I felt naughty, I lifted her and kissed her, and she wrapped her legs around me. Then I flipped her over, standing, and she giggled. I ate her pussy and asshole standing with her legs wrapped around me, and she sucked my cock and played with my balls. I wanted to enter her.

I flipped Kyle onto the bed spread her legs pulled her to the edge. She grabbed my cock, looked up at me with eyes shining, took my penis tip to her pussy, and nodded smiling. I entered her glorious wet pussy and the tight grip made me gasp. I slammed her with a hard fuck, her firm boobs jiggled, she looked straight at me eyes burning, lips parted, panting. I grabbed and squeezed her boobs, she moaned. I fucked her hard and came with an explosion inside her, and fell on her. She stroked my head and kissed it.

“This was your deepest dive yet, my love, and you lost your heart in the process,” she quipped.

I did not have the strength to argue. I recovered fast and then fucked her all night in my villa, the sea breezes blowing through end to end in the open doors and windows. My dark-haired beauty Kyle had speared me like a fish. Needless to say, my global dive hopping did continue but I always detoured to Kyle between stops, to dive deep into her love, as I had in Bora Bora.