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Fun in the mud
Fun in the mud
moongoddess86 and I have really made a connection, and I can say I am thrilled that I have acquired such a good friend from AdultFriendFinder.
Allthough both of our situations prevent us from getting too serious, as you all have read she is a rare young lady indeed.
I was driving in the sun I believe, heading north with my shades on and the wind in my hair...I recieved a text message saying that she was playing in the mud.
Later on I discovered that she had been knee deep in the muck playing like a child, and was absolutely filthy
She recomended it to me, probably not expecting me to be interested. She went on about the feeling of being grounded in the earth completely, feeling it squishing between your toes, tossing it about with no care for making a mess.
Strangely, I was on my way out to the woods and knew precisely where a little clearing was that had ample mud, big cedar trees and a small stream nearly concealed by underbrush. I jogged by here nearly every week!
It was perfect. I pulled up in early evening, but the sun was still bright. I got out of the car and started down the path towards the little clearing where the mud was to be found.
I came upon it only a few minutes later, stopping by the side of this "puddle" and looking around to make sure no-one was watching. I listened intently, hearing only my heartbeat and the occasional birdcall.
Unable to resist, I pulled off all my clothes right there, and set them next to my shoes on a large mossy stump nearby. I felt a guilty and exciting sensation as I tiptoed back to the mud on my still tender feet and walked into the sun warmed muck.
It held my feet with little sucking noises as I crept farther out, and I spent a good 15 minutes just walking around up to my knees in mud, stark ass naked and loving every second of it.
I thought of my lunar playmate alot during this time, thinking how profusely I would have to thank her for the idea.
I remember talking with her about my fantasy, the one where I am walking through the woods and am suddenly accosted by a horny little wood nymph (or other mythical ladies) intent on using my unsuspecting body for their own ethereal purposes, and leaving me there on the forest floor exhausted and wondering if it were all real...
I missed her then, thinking it would be a perfect time to act it out. She brought out the Druid in me, that pagan berserker who longs to paint himself with Woad, and run flailing into battle stark naked, armed with only a piece of broken deer antler and a rock.
I stopped splattering in the mud for a moment, and picked up a large clump to contemplate its purpouse. I may not have woad, I thought...but this sure is sticky mud.
Without a moments delay, I took a large clump and smeared a huge line from my hairy chest, all the way down to my naval... It felt wonderful! I put long stripes along my ribs, and painted my face with savage angles and stood there, staring down at my reflection.
The image was a bit squished, appearing shorter and much more stout than I am in actuality. He looked savage with his body hair and painted skin . I nearly frightened myself!
I was immersed now...playing in that comfortable state that we remember from my early childhood where we are actually role playing with no one but ourselves and our own imagination. This is the foundation of "Play".
I noticed the path into the woods ahead, where I usually Jog...and I could not stay still. I tore off sprinting down the slope into a little ravine, heedless of the wet branches whipping my body, and the rocks and debri gouging as they stuck to the mud on my feet.
I lept over little logs and streambeds, stopping every now and then on a stump. I sit on my haunches, panting and sniffing the air like an animal....
A sound in the trees and i'm tearing into the woods again after the first thing to assault my senses.
Who knows how long I ran around like this...LOL It was so much fun I lost track of time, and my sense of humanity apparently.
I made it back to my car with clothes in hand, completely covered in mud and debris. The sun set it grew cold and I began to feel my poor feet I pulled on a pair of shorts from the back seat and drove home half naked and shivering.
As you can imagine, my car was a complete mess and I had to hose myself off before entering the house lol. The whole time I was cleaning I kept thinking:
"That was soooo worth it."
Once again, this young lady had given me a smug grin on my face for days afterwards...I simply relished in the fact that no one had a clue why I was smiling like an idiot all the time.
Readers, I absolutely recomend you try this at home! You would be amazed at what a little skin to skin contact between you and the planet can do for your disposition.
Take Care everyone...
5/6/2006 10:01 pm
Aye, indeed it was |
I'm still grinning at the memory...
Thanks for reading!
5/7/2006 5:47 pm
hi there mac daddy|
i'm glad you enjoyed yourself so in the mud...
i'm working on a drum inspired, and have some ideas on one to go along with it after reading your last post...
*still thinking of you*
5/7/2006 5:53 pm
long time no see,
i'm glad you enjoyed yourself so in the mud.
i'm working on a drum inspired by this and have some ideas on one to go with it after reading your post
5/8/2006 9:09 pm
My Lunar Temptress! How are you feeling?|
I keep picking up the phone to call you but it's allways after 8pm and I don't want to get you in trouble
Can't wait to see your new projects! Holler anytime, I miss your voice!