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                             Dark Waters
 

Helen turned on the faucet to fill the bath with cold water. She turns to face the full length mirror and slowly begins to take her clothes off. As Helen removes her bra she massages her small breast. She loved the way her small breast looked on her petite frame. Helen then removed her panties and noticed the wet spot in the crotch from her growing excitement.
 
Helen looks at the tub and it is full, to within six inches of the top. She steps into the cold water and shivers as goose bumps form on her slim leg. Helen puts her other foot in the cold water and then sits down. The water rises slightly and makes her breast float slightly on the surface. She lays back and the water laps into her mouth. Helen slid down and let her head fall under the water. She held her breath as her open eyes stared at the water above. Helen thought of opening her mouth and taking the cold water into her lungs. She could have the type of death she had always dreamed of.
 
Helen reached between her legs and massage her sensitive clit. Her pussy immediately responded to the touch of her finger. Helen’s lungs began to hurt from lack of oxygen but she rubbed feverishly at her pussy. She wanted the orgasm to come before she had to raise her head out of the water. With her lungs burning, head throbbing she continued working on her clit.
 
As a large orgasm racked her body, Helen opened her mouth to scream. The water rushed in her mouth and she jumped up out of the water gagging. She felt the room spinning as the last wave of the orgasm passed. Helen sat in the cold water panting and gasping for air. Helen stepped out of the tub and looked at her flushed body in the mirror. She then looked at the water in the tub that could have taken her life. She knew it would not be long before the water would take her life and it would not be in a bath tub.
 
Helen dressed and walked to the lake, slightly in a daze from her earlier passion. She walked out on the pier to her favorite spot. Helen often came here to spend many hours looking at the cold dark water of the lake. She sat down on the pier and let her bare feet dangle in the cold water.  Helen thought about just letting her body slide in the water and never coming up.
 
Helen was startled by a voice behind her as it said, "Hi, I am Carol. I have seen you out here before."
 
Helen looked up at the slim attractive blonde standing behind her and said, "Hi, I think I have seen you here before also."
 
Carol sat down beside of Helen and asked, "Why do you spend so many hours staring at the water. It is like you are waiting for something in the lake"
 
Helen could not tell the stranger she was looking for death in the lake so she replied, "I just like looking at the water."
 
Carol felt Helen had other reasons for staring at the water but did not push the matter. Carol took a chance and laid her hand on Helen’s and said, "You are a very attractive woman."
 
It had been a while since Helen had felt the touch of another woman and missed it. She took Carol’s hand in hers and squeezed it slightly. Helen forgot the water for a moment as she looked at the pretty woman beside of her. Their eyes locked for a second and then they moved closer till their lips touched. The kiss was tender at first and then passion took over. The two women kissed and let their hands explore their breast.
 
After several minutes of passionate kissing Helen pulled away and said in a near whisper, "Come to the house with me."
 
Helen stood, still holding Carol’s slender hand. Carol stood and the
two walked slowly, letting their bodies touch. Once in the protection of the house their lips locked in a deep kiss once more. They began to feverishly tear at each others clothes. It did not take long for the both of them to be naked. Helen lowered her head and let her tongue lick teasingly at Carol’s large nipple. Carol’s nipple stood erect on her medium sized breast. Carol let her hand slide down to Helen’s shaved pussy. Her fingers trailed the lips of Helen’s pussy till they found  her hard clit.
 
The two passionate women dropped to the floor and turned to find each other’s wet pussy with their mouths. It did not take long for either of them to orgasm. Helen relish the taste of her new lovers passion.
 
The two women moved to the bedroom to make love till late in the night. It took many hours to release all the spent up passion in them.
 
Laying in the bed holding each other close, Carol notice the same look on Helen’s face she had on the pier. Carol pulled Helen closer and asked, "Do you want to tell me about your thoughts?"
 
Helen looked at her new lover and replied, "It is nothing you would understand." 

Carol was quickly falling in love with this woman and wanted to know every thought so pushed a little harder and said, "I am a very understanding person. I know we have not known each other long but you can trust me."
 
A tear formed in he corner of Helen’s eye as she said, "I do trust you, it is just these feelings I have that I don’t understand. I have these strange desires and they are taking over my mind."
 
Carol was not sure if she should say anything. She was scared that if she spoke it might stop Helen’s from talking. Carol kissed her lightly to remind Helen she was there for her.
 
Helen hesitated and smiled at Carol’s tender kiss and continued, "I hope you don’t think I am weird and run away after I tell you."
 
Carol lovingly said, "I am not going anywhere, not after I have found the woman of my dreams."
 
Helen looked at Carol and smiled. She knew she would have to tell Carol since this looked like it was going to be a long relationship. Helen’s face took on a more serious look as she said, "There was a reason I was on the pier. I go there often to look at the water. My greatest fantasy is to see my body laying at the bottom of the lake. I want to feel the cold water filling my lungs, sucking the life from me. I want to see my body rotting in the deep dark water."
 
Carol sat in shock listening to Helen described her fantasy. It was not the fantasy itself that shocked Carol, but it was her own fantasy too. Carol looked at Helen with a deeper love and said, "Helen, I was on the pier for the same reason as you. I have had those same fantasies for as long as I can remember."
 
It was Helen’s turn to be shock. She could not believe someone else had the same desires so she asked, "You are not just saying that to make me feel better?"
 
Carol stroked Helen’s face with her hand and replied, "No, I have met others with the same desires. We are not the only ones."
 
The two women held each other close as tears flowed from their eyes. Carol whispered in Helen’s ear and said, "Lets go to the lake."
 
Helen broke the hug looking at her lover, knowing what she was suggesting. The two held hands as they walked naked from the house to the cold dark late. The two stood looking at the water set afire from the moon. The moon’s glow showed every ripple in the water. The two without looking at each other walked into the cold water. They were soon in the water to their waist. Carol looked at Helen and she knew what was about to happen. Helen took a deep breath just as Carol pushed her backward into the water.
 
Helen saw the darkness and felt the coldness of the water envelop her. She relaxed her body and felt it float just beneath the surface. Helen reached down to slip a finger in her pussy. In the water it would not take her long to orgasm.
 
Just as Helen felt her lungs start to sting a huge orgasm hit her. she screamed in ecstasy and the remaining air in her lungs bubbled to the surface of the water.  Helen pushed her legs to the sandy lake bottom to stand and get the air her lungs so desperately craved. She pushed with her legs but her head did not rise above the water. Carol held her fast under the water. Helen began to struggle at her lover’s grasp, to no avail. Her lungs felt as if they were going to burst. She could feel her face getting hot from the rush of blood. Helen began to panic and as she did another orgasm roared through her body. Even though her eyes were open, Helen could see the dim light get dimmer. She felt blackness fall over her and her body relaxed.
 
Carol jerk Helen above the water, scared that she might have taken things too far. She pulled Helen from the water and carried her to the grassy bank. She lay her lover down gently. As Helen touched the ground her eyes opened. Carol smiled, knowing her lover was all right. Carol kissed Helen tenderly on the lips, thankful for the warm air flowing from her lips and said, "I am sorry my love. I didn’t mean to take it so far. I was afraid I had killed you."
 
Helen took several deep breaths, feeling life flow back in to her. She looked at Carol with a weak smile on her lips and said, "Don’t be sorry, that was the most wonderful thing I ever experience. I really felt i was going to die, I loved it. I even orgasm just before passing out."
 
The two women hugged and Carol asked, Could you do the same for me, I want to feel what you did."
 
Helen replied, "I would love to but not tonight. I doubt I would have the strength to hold you under."
 
Carol said, "I understand, maybe tomorrow night, let’s go back to the house."
 
The two lovers walked along the moon lit path to the warm house. Both of them were shivering by they time they got there. They sat on the floor in front of the roaring fire to get warm. Carol looked at the wet hair of Helen and wondered what it had been like for her. Carol finally spoke and said, "Wouldn’t it be great if we could be held under water together."
 
Helen thought for a moment and said, "I would like to do that but there is one problem, we would have to find someone to help us."
 
Carol looked serious as she said, "There is another way that would not involve anyone else."
 
"How?" Helen asked.
 
Carol replied hesitantly, "We could tie a weight to us and jump off the end of the pier."
 
Helen knew the finality of what Carol was saying. The two of them would die together at the bottom of the lake.  This is something she had thought about many times. Knowing there would be someone with her made the thought even more exciting. Helen, finally said, "Are you sure you would want to die. I know I am ready for it but you may not be."
 
Carol said near tears, "When I saw you unconscious in the water tonight, I felt cheated. I wanted to be the one lifeless in the water."
 
Helen took Carol’s hand and asked, "When do you want to do it?"
 
Carol thought about Helen’s words, knowing her answer would mean they would do it and there would be no backing out. Carol’s mind saw her lifeless body at the bottom of the lake and knew it would happen. Carol thought for a moment and said, "The moon will be completely full in two nights, let’s do it then."
 
Helen said in a voice, shaky from excitement, "Then it is two days. We will start preparing tomorrow."
 
The two went to bed and made the best love since knowing each other. Even though there were no other houses close their screams of passion could be heard far away. They finally drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms, bathed in their own sweat.
 
Even though they were up late making love Helen woke up as the sun rose. Helen lay in bed looking at her lover with the sun peeping through the window. She thought about the night before and the plans they had made. Helen could not wait for the night to come when they were both on the bottom of the lake together.
 
Carol woke and saw that Helen was already awake. She kiss her gently and said, "You ready to get up and get started on our plans?"
 
Helen replied excitedly, "You bet I am."
 
The two women dressed and went to the tool shed. Helen had never been in the shed since she bought the house so was curious as to what was in it. They sifted through the tools and debris, looking for something they could use. Carol shouted, holding up a length of heavy chain and said, "This should do what we want!"
 
Helen said excitedly, "That should work fine, it might even be heavy enough to weight us down."
 
Even though they had found what they wanted curiosity got the best of them and they continued looking around the tool shed. There were a lot of personal items from a previous owner stored in there. Helen found a chest and opened it. Inside was a wedding dress with a book laying on the top. Helen took the book and opened it and noticed it was a girl’s diary.
 
Helen read a little at the beginning as it told about a girl name Cathy getting married to the love of her life. Helen looked down at the wedding dress in the trunk and knew it must have been Cathy’s. Helen flipped to the back of the diary and the tone was totally different. The girl spoke of the lake and how she was drawn to it. Cathy told how her soul belonged to the lake. Helen turned to the last page of the diary and it read, "I have the Materials I need. Tonight I will take the chains I bought and wrap them around my body and sink into the water. I do this, not for wanting to take my life, but to feel the coldness of the water as it takes my life. I cannot resist the lake any longer."
 
Helen looked at the chain that Carol held in her hands and knew it must be some of the chain left from Cathy’s purchase. This seemed to make the chain even more special.
 
Once back in the house Helen showed Carol the diary. They sat on the floor in front of the fireplace and read the diary together. Cathy had married hoping it would end her passion for for the lake. It did for a while but the desire soon came back. Every night and day she dreamed of the lake and her at the bottom of it. Cathy did not dare tell her husband, knowing he would not understand. One day she could not take it any longer and told her husband about her desires. He laughed at her at first and then threatened to have her committed once he found she was serious.
 
The next day Cathy’s husband was going to have her committed to cure her of these evil thoughts. Cathy did not want to be cured, she only wanted her fantasy. Cathy knew she must do it quickly if it was to be done. That day she bought several heavy chains. That night she slipped out of bed, being careful not to wake her husband. Cathy wrote a note to her husband trying to explain once more why she had to so this. She placed the note on the dresser in the bedroom and then went outside to get the chains. Cathy struggled to carry the heavy chains to the pier. She placed them around her feet and waist and locked them in place. Cathy made a final entry in the diary telling her husband good bye.
 

Helen and Carol stared at each other, knew the feeling that Cathy had before she slipped in the lake. Reading the diary made the two want the lake even more. They talked about Cathy and decided not to wait for the next night. They agreed to do it this night.
 
Helen and Carol took the chains Cathy had bought for the same purpose and walked to the pier. They carried the chains easily together but remembered how Cathy told about struggling to carry them. When the two reached the end of the pier they sat the chains down and took off their clothes. They looked at the beautiful bodies of each other and then sat down on the rough wood of the pier.
 
They wrapped the chains tightly around their legs and then stood. They then place the chains around their waist and pulled them tight. The chains held the two women close together. Helen placed a lock in the chains to secure them. Carol took the keys for the lock and threw them in the lake.
 
Helen looked into Carol’s eyes and said, "I love you."
 
Carol also said, "I love you."
 
Before any more words could be spoken they leaned toward the water and fell in. The heavy chains took them quickly toward the bottom of the lake. Their ears popped as they sank into the increasing pressure of the water. It did not take long for their bare feet to touch the silt covered bottom.
 
Helen felt the slime of the bottom floor between her toes. She knew the same moss would soon grow on her lifeless body. The pressure was greater than she expected. Her life would be over a lot quicker than she imagined. The pressure threatened to force all of the air from her lungs. Helen could already feel Carol struggling against her. Helen kissed Carol and she calmed down.
 
The reality of the situation hit Carol. She struggled to try and swim back to the surface where there was plenty of air to breath. The pressure and the darkness of the water made her panic for a moment. Only the feeling of Helen’s body next to her kept her from completely becoming panicky and screaming her precious air away. Then the feel of Helen’s lips on hers brought complete calm to her. She was now ready for the death she had so many times dreamed of.
 
The two girls stood on the bottom, swaying gently in the currents of the water. The air in their lungs threatened to make them float to the surface but the heavy chains held them to the bottom. Tiny bubbles slipped from their nose and moved slowly to the surface. The only sign the girls were alive was their arms holding each other. Their breast seemed to take on a life of their on as they were moved around by the currents. A small fish swam between the two girls as if accepting them as part of the watery world they would spend eternity in.
 
The girls lost consciousness at the same time. A mass of bubbles left their lips and raced toward the surface. The bubbles burst unseen on the surface. There was no other sign as death took them. The water continued to hold them upright. They would stay in this position until the next day as all the air in their bodies slowly escaped. They would then fall to the silt covered bottom. In time the silt would cover their bloated rotting bodies.

 The End