The End of a Hard Working Day

[crzy4mud]

Oh, I couldn't agree more! The overwhelming feeling of sinking in deep is so addictive, that I found myself wanting to go deeper and deeper also. The emotions of not want it to end and when it had to, all I can think about, is when will the next time that I can sink again!

[clayboy]

When you think about it, a pit of mud/quicksand is a most clever trap. It slyly lures you into its muscular grip...at first, with a curious jiggling of its surface. Enticed, you step onto it and feel the sensuous wet earth ooze up between you toes. Teased, you work yourself in deeper and listen, fascinated, to the sucking sounds as you piston your feet up and down. It feels and sounds so damned good you work yourself deeper and feel the wet earth licking at your flexing thighs. As the mud tongues its way up to your hips the seduction begins. You can't resist. You wriggle yourself deeper and deeper, thrusting your hips side-to-side, back-and-forth. All thoughts of exiting are completely overridden by this insidious seduction. You know you're trapped but you don't care. Above all, you don't want the entrapment to ever end.

[sinkwithme]

When you think about it, a pit of mud/quicksand is a most clever trap. It slyly lures you into its muscular grip...at first, with a curious jiggling of its surface. Enticed, you step onto it and feel the sensuous wet earth ooze up between you toes. Teased, you work yourself in deeper and listen, fascinated, to the sucking sounds as you piston your feet up and down. It feels and sounds so damned good you work yourself deeper and feel the wet earth licking at your flexing thighs. As the mud tongues its way up to your hips the seduction begins. You can't resist. You wriggle yourself deeper and deeper, thrusting your hips side-to-side, back-and-forth. All thoughts of exiting are completely overridden by this insidious seduction. You know you're trapped but you don't care. Above all, you don't want the entrapment to ever end.

You are SO right clayboy! There is NOTHING more enticing or exciting than searching out and finding "sinkable" mud/QS. Gingerly stepping into it and feeling that 1st sensation of the ground yeilding and giving way. Working the mud with pumping feet. The slow rise of the mud up the legs. Soon the urge to surrender control, to feel yourself being consumed is overwhelming. The grip of the mud getting stronger as it rises higher up. The danger and the idea of complete surrender are such powerful forces, the urge to go deeper to be completely controlled is immense. It's a sort of pleasure I've never felt in any other situation. it is impossible to resist, the urge to feel these sensations, to be controlled, consumed always lurks in the fringes of my conciousness. Once felt, the need, the desire for sinking becomes an exquisite addiction.

[uw_ikarus]

Nice to see that the story triggered so much comments...Guess we all feel the desire to be caressed over all over body. Mother earth can do this, just abandon yourself totally to her fatal embrace in a final act of love making...

[cbqdbq]

yes i can easy see it. the deeper, the more you want. you become obsesed with the quicksand becoming your master and deciding your fate.

i would want to help it get inside my body starting at the bottom and feel it filling me as it moves up higher. the quicksand would mesmarize my mind and i would decide to do things to make sure it conquers me completly.

then when i am down to my neck by then i have decided to let it in thru my face also and let it take me deepr and pull myself deeper if i have to.

my mouth open, i let it ooze in then pour in and i taste it and swalow it. i let it fill my ears and let it cover my nostrils and coat my eyes and cover my head, and i let out my breathe then suck it in and let it have my lungs and wait excitely to go out of site and feel it slowly draw the life from me so it can own me forever and turn me into quicksand substanse making me 1 with it forever.

yes i only get to do that once but what a way to go. no disease making me in pain for months or years. no violent death like shooting or beating or knifing or gassing or poison. just having everything else like heart and brain and kidney and all working fine even when the quicksand is stopping my life using only my lungs then just slip away to oblivvion.

[joedeep130535]

While I am not addicted to the ultimate ,fatal sink I do, absolutely,understand the desire to go deeper & deeper still My fetish is not quite what others are describing as my great desire is to get stuck in mud/clay Thick,sticky, holding I am helpless in the grip of my fetish partner This has not yet happened to me but one day-----

[Person 5]

Fantastic story, my man!

[Solrex]

If only I had access to quicksand so readily. I plan to go swim in some waist deep mud (at best) this Friday. That's when it will be the warmest for the fall. 8°C. Hopefully the water won't be too high. I can't wait to sink into bliss.

[Solrex]

If only I had access to quicksand so readily. I plan to go swim in some waist deep mud (at best) this Friday. That's when it will be the warmest for the fall. 8°C. Hopefully the water won't be too high. I can't wait to sink into bliss.

Water level was too high, water was too cold, the deepest I got was about mid calf. Not even to my knees... unfortunately. However, it's supposed to warm up in about a week and a half ish, so maybe I could try then. Hopefully the water temperature will be better, and the water level lower. I mean, it's October, the water level should be lower this time of year.