Where it happened: in the woods
This is probably going to be one of the stranger stories. Since I was a little girl, I have been facinated by quicksand. At first I had no idea what it would mean when I saw the old Tarzan movies with the woman sinking into mire. I would get a little flushed and noticed that I was “wetter” than normal. As I grew older, I came to realize that I was getting horney when I saw that. I would make it a point to watch old Tarzan movies and was interested in mud wrestling as well. This past summer, I decided to find some mud or quicksand and see what it was like. It took a little doing, hiking and exploring, but I did manage to find some quicksand not too far from my house near a small stream. At first I was quite scared of sinking to my death, I had ropes and poles. As I explored the quicksand I became more comfortable and began to enjoy it. It is incredibly erotic. The feeling of the wet mud sliding up my thighs and then reaching my private parts is so intense that I get wet even thinking about it. I was quite self consious about my fetish and did not ever suspect that anyone else would share in this bizarre idea. It was tricky sometimes getting out to my spot unseen. The quicksnad was secluded but the access was not. Over the course of the summer, I spent many afternoons indulging in one of the most erotic forms of mastubation that I could imaging. The soft mud applied just the right amount of pressure. I would rock my self waist-deep and have several orgasms. I had never had sex, but fantasized about it in mud. Like I said, I know this is pretty bizarre. I figured out that I was usually the most aroused in the middle of my cycle, probably having something to do with ovulation.
As it became fall, I was not looking forward to the cold months and being unable to enjoy the sensations of sinking. As luck would have it, I was getting the urge to explore my secret,when we had a few warm days in a row in late September. It was in the mid 80’s and I decided to set out for the afternoon. I always carried a rope just in case. I did get carried away on more than one occasion and needed the rope to get myself free. I had also gotten to where I enjoyed going in in my “birthday siut”. I shared this secret with nobody for fear of being ridiculed. That is why I was so surprized when I got to my spot and I heard someone. I quietly moved closer and was amazed to see this guy in my spot. At first I had the desire to rush forth and save him. But as I watched I saw that he was not afraid and was even enjoying it. I was so amazed that someone else shared my fantasy. As I watched, I became so incredibly horny. I had never been this horney before. He was wearing gym shorts, but it was obvious that he was aroused; his bulge testified to that. I found that I was touching myself and was incredibly wet. i had soaked right thru the shorts I was wearing. I decided to ask him if he needed any help.
I think that I must have scared the hell out of him. He stammered and was quite embarrased. I said that it looked like he was having a good time in there and as asked if I could join him. He was obviously surprized, but being thigh deep in quicksand, could not get away. He had no idea what to say and stammered something like,” I just wondered what it felt like”. I tied my rope off to a small tree and walked right into the quicksand with him. I swear it must have looked like I peed in my pants I was so wet. He asked what I was doing and I said it was one of my wildest dreams to find a person who also enjoyed this. I slogged forward until I was right next to him. He was now almost waist deep, I think he liked the idea of the rope. As the mud slid up my legs, I took his hands and let him feel my wetness through my shorts. I had my first orgasm right then. I was so totally lost in the moment. I moved my legs up and down to slide deeper into the mud to join him. I felt his manhood with my hands and he was hard as a rock. I swaer that the top of the quicksand must have sizzled when my pussy reached it. he asked if I was afraid and I laughed…”Of the quicksand? no I enjoyed it on many occasions… Of you, I am very nervous.”
He then let out a groan and I felt his cock pulsate. I had no idea what happened when i guy had an orgasm.
The rope had kept him from going any deeper and we were both now waist deep and really having fun. he asked me if I wanted to have sex. Great, I thought, here I was waist deep in quicksand with I guy I did not know, hornier than hell and I was a virgin. I had heard so many stories about bleeding and pain that I was always afraid to have sex. I do have to say that the thought of a man’s sperm in me was a pleasant one though. I said that we could not because it was a “dangerous time” . He understood and we decided to extricate ourselves. As we pulled ourselves free, both of our shorts stayed in the mud. The shorts had kept the mud out of my nether regions and he was relatively clean as well. I had never seen a penis before and was a little surprised at how big it was. As I touched it moved a little and it was sooo warm. Some clear whitish stuff was coming out of the end and I figuered it was a little of his semen. He started playing with me and I was starting to get super horney again. I asked if he wanted to try sinking in the nude and he said yes. We both stood and as I faced him I felt him fall between my legs. I must have been about top hyperventilate as I moved him between my legs up toward my lips. He was right there, starting to go in. I told him I was a virgin and I was afraid, both of the timing and the pain. He said ok and pulled away. I was both relieved and disappointed.
I wondered if any of his semen that was on the end of his dick was inside me. That thought both excited and scared me. We moved back out into the mud and started sinking. I was right next to him facing him and I felt him between my legs again. I moved my legs up and down quickly and felt him start to slide in. It did hurt a little but not as much as I thought. he said he would pull out before he came. We were both sinking and undulating and having a very good time. We were in thigh deep whn it hit me….I had never had an orgasm like this before. Wave after wave of pleasure filled me. He started to groan and there was no way for him to pull out of me. Were were just too deep. i felt him start to pulsate like before and then felt much more wet. The thought of him filling me with his sperm made me have yet another orgasm. This was the most intense feeling I had ever had. He looked at me as if to say, “I’m sorry”. I just smiled and kissed him. We were both up to our ribs in quicksand and both tired. As we pulled ourselves out he left from inside of me. As I lay on the solid ground I looked down and saw some whitish stuff oozing from my body.
It was very slippery. I asked him if he enjoyed it and he said yes. We agreed to meet there again tomorrow and this time try to be more careful. We made love again that afternoon after we rested up. I got his number and we set a time.
As I lay in bed that night, I noticed I was still a little wetter than normal. I smiled at the thought of his sperm swimming in me, searching. I felt my flat stomach and wondered if I was pregnant. If not today then probably tomorrow, I was supposed to ovulate at any time now. All I knew was that I wanted to have his sperm in my body. We meet again tomorrow, and if he agrees, I have no intention of being careful….quicksand is so much fun.