Quicksand Fans

Sarina couldn't believe she let Chloe talk her into skinny dipping. Sarina had never been naked in front of anyone, not even in changing rooms. It took Chloe fifteen minutes of swimming around alone that made Sarina feel guilty enough to take off her clothes. It wasn't too bad - it was a warm summer afternoon, they were alone in the woods, and the lake was the perfect way to cool down. Maybe Sarina always felt inferior compared to Chloe - her blonde friend looked like a stunning Baywatch model in comparison to Sarina, beautifully tanned and always a head-turner. And she should be proud to strut her stuff. Sarina, well, she kept to herself, conscious that her body wasn't perfect, that her boobs weren't as big, that she didn't have the photogenic look. But now wasn't the time for wallowing in self-pity. They were out there to have fun.

They had been out quite late and the sun was beginning to go down. They had swum to the far end of the lake and were relaxing on the smooth stones beneath a scenic waterfall. Eager to get back to their campsite before dark, they prepared to make the swim back to the shore where their clothes were. However, they heard something. Sarina immediately covered herself, afraid someone might see her, but Chloe stood up, scanning for the source of the noise. "Someone's shouting for help," she said. "We should see what's wrong."

"But we're naked!" Sarina replied.

"It's going to take us half an hour to fetch our clothes and come back," Chloe replied. "We don't have time."

As usual, Chloe bravely led the way, with Sarina following out of guilt. The evening was now getting cold and Sarina became worried that they would lose their way. They picked up the voice again, this time very close.

"There!" Sarina called, pointing at a large clearing. There was a young man who appeared to be struggling. "Oh my god, he's stuck in quicksand!"

"I'll find something to reach him with," Chloe said. "You make sure he doesn't go under."

Chloe was the faster and stronger of the two, and she dashed off to find a branch, leaving Sarina to make contact. She hesitated, remembering that she was naked, but the man was chest-deep and sinking deeper. She emerged from the vegetation at the edge of the clearing. "Hold on, don't struggle."

The man turned his head to see the naked Sarina. "Holy sh-..." his surprise was cut short when the quicksand bubbled and pulled him down to his armpits. "Help!"

She didn't have time to think. In an unusual spontaneous burst of action, she ran out over the clearing. Her bare feet sink into the thick sandy mud, almost causing her to trip and fall face first. She regained her balance in mid stride, but she lost her momentum and her leg plunged into the throbbing quicksand. She was still metres away and the quicksand was pulling her down, preventing her from moving ahead, but she plowed through, twisting her hips and fighting against the sand's suction.

"I'm coming to get you," she shouted, mostly to motivate herself. "What's your name?"

"Tom," he stammered, still staring in disbelief at his rescuer. He sank to his shoulders by the time Sarina reached him, and she had sunk to her hips. She realised she hadn't thought her plan through. She was stranded in the quicksand too, metres from the edge and now helplessly sinking. The only thing she could do was grab hold of Tom and stop him from going under. In doing so, she pulled herself deeper. Soon, she was up to her waist as well. Tom's heart felt like it was going to burst through his chest, both out of genuine fear for his life, but also because Sarina's chest was just inches from his face. Sarina became really worried. Where was Chloe? Did she get lost? Did she fall into quicksand as well?

After what felt like an excruciatingly long time, Chloe appeared with a long branch. Seeing the two sinking in the middle of the clearing, she immediately trudged towards them, sinking to her toned things. For Sarina, it was a great relief.

For Tom, it was incredible. His plan worked after all.

Talk about a Christmas miracle! Not to mention Tom's ingenious plan to get the girls with him naked and sunken, by getting himself into the bog under the pretense of seeking for rescue.

There is no bad when it comes to naked ladies and quicksand.

Revisiting this one as well.

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Tom was starting to panic. They had only told him that they were going for a walk. They might have gone up the mountain, or down to the lake. He finally got a lucky break when caught sight of Chloe's bright sports bra hanging from a branch, along with their other clothes. Seeing how they probably weren't going to trek to the mountain naked, Tom headed down to the lake. However, while the lake was clearly visible from the vantage point, the way to the lake was not. He cursed to himself as he stumbled through the dense vegetation, hoping that heading in a straight line would get him to the girls sooner. Spotting an opening, he hurried across the clearing.

He stopped in his tracks. Looking down, Tom realised he had stumbled into the very thing he was trying to warn the girls about.

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It was getting late in the afternoon. Sarina was beginning to get frustrated - not only because she agreed to Chloe's dare, but also because they just couldn't seem to find their clothes. Chloe was sure that they were heading in the right direction, but the changing light seemed to alter the forest's layout. In any case, wandering around naked was not their idea of a skinny dip.

"Hey, did you hear something?" said Chloe. The girls stopped. Besides the gentle breeze blowing through the trees, they could make out a human voice. "Is that Tom?"

"Oh no, we can't let Tom see us like this!" Sarina said, looking at her nude body. She knew Tom was a bit of a pervert, and the sight of her hard nipples would be his dream.

"Well, let's just follow him and see if we can find our clothes," Chloe said, resigned to the fact that she was lost.

Modesty was not on their mind when they found Tom in the middle of the clearing. Only his face was visible, tilted upwards away from the damp earth.

"What the HELL?" Chloe exclaimed.

"H-help..." he gasped. He couldn't turn his head to see the girls, as much as he would've liked to. "I...came to...warn you...quicksand."

"Quick-what...oh, OH MY GOD! We've got to get you out!" Forgetting her nudity, Sarina sprung into action.

"We need to get help," said Chloe.

"We're naked!" Sarina protested. "And we can't leave him like this! Get a branch or something!"

"Alright, just make sure he doesn't go under," Chloe replied before vanishing, leaving Sarina alone with Tom.

"Alright Tom, just stay calm and we'll get you out. Can you reach out to me?"

"Arms...stuck..." was the reply. "Can't...move..."

If he couldn't move his arms, Sarina would have to do something to get them out, or at least stop Tom from going under. She took a deep breath, realising she had to cross the quicksand to get to him. She got down on her hands and knees, feeling that crawling slowly over the surface was the safest approach. She tested the ground gingerly. It was damp and muddy, though the clumps of soil didn't cling onto her skin. There was a slight wobble, showing that the ground was saturated. She pressed down with her hand to see if the mud would take her weight. Her hand sank to her wrist, but no further. It looked like that bog had solidified after Tom had plunged into it, and having not moved for a while, had stabilised. It provided a minimal amount of relief to her, knowing that she might plunge into the quicksand if she wasn't careful.

After what felt like an excruciatingly long crawl, she reached the nearly-submerged Tom without incident. Kneeling on the soft mud, she reached down into the mud to look for Tom's torso. Tom's plight was partly alleviated by Sarina's boobs brushing across his face, her hard nipples literally nearly poking his eye. He felt a slight stirring in his loins, sending a much-needed surge of warmth through his trapped body. He sensed movement on the edge of the bog. Chloe had returned with a branch. Seeing what Sarina was trying to do, Chloe got onto her knees and began creeping towards them.

Meanwhile, Sarina managed to reach under Tom's armpits. Her triumph was short-lived as she realised she had made a grievous mistake. Now HER arms were stuck in the bog. She now understood why Tom couldn't get out. The mud beneath the surface was so thick, it felt like it was sucking at her arms and pulling her down. To stop this, Sarina leaned back to pull her arms out. This was her second - and possibly fatal - mistake.

The bog's surface sagged underneath her knees. Before she could react, Sarina's legs broke through the surface and the gooey mud burst through, enveloping her calves. Tom shuddered as he felt the mud move and he slipped another inch. Sarina responded by lifting him up, but doing so cost her more of her legs. With all four of her limbs captured by the sucking bog, she was helpless to stop herself from sinking deeper. Her feet and calves slipped into the oozing muck. Within moments, she had sunk past her thighs while her arms were past her elbows.

Chloe looked in horror at what was happening and hastened the crawl over the surface. Her assumption that she was on solid ground disappeared when she saw the ripple move slowly towards her. She, too, felt the surface sag and break apart, plunging her into the slippery, sucking mud until she was also up to her thighs.

All three looked at each other. They were all trapped in quicksand, slowly sinking. Chloe clung onto the branch. How could she get them all out of this mess?

Nice view, and very nice work! I envy Tom.