Stories and fantasies about rainwear.
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I went out last week to my local tidal harbour and was delighted to find the tide out. Wearing a pair of brown hunter wellies and a dark blue rain mack, I stepped down on to the stones and began walking down towards the mud. The ground got softer as I went and soon I was ankle deep in the soft oooze. I was getting more and more excited as I went and as the mud got deeper I was almost ready to explode in my pants. After and hour or so of wandering around I decided to go a bit deeper...the mud was almost at the top of my boots and then without warning the mud suddenly deepens and I sink up to my thighs. My boots completely submerged and I could feel the mud slipping down inside and round my toes. I couldn't contain myself anymore and swiftly pleasured myself until I sprayed an exceptional amount of cum onto the mud in front of me. The orgasm was unreal. I then had to free myself from the mire and return to solid ground. I got my self out eventually and feeling confident, I started back towards the car. However...I went a differnt route back and encountered a large deeper area of soft mud and water. I tried to go round but the area was impassable so I had to go through. Already covered in mud and extremely excited I waded in...My stomach was turning over with excitement as I slipped and fell.....landing in around a foot deep mud puddle. I was in my element and just lay there for a while feeling the mud moving around me. I returned to the car and washed myself down ( I take water and towels on these trips) now for the fun part of getting home and washing down the boots and rainwear. All ready for next time
Get muddy....stay muddy!