Unfortunately, I'm not as able to indulge in indoor mud baths as often as I once was. Generally, I prefer my messy sessions to be as epic as I can make it ; I like to swim in it if I can. So the ideal mud bath for me usual involves quite a lengthy peroid of planning, with a set date to look forward too. Indeed, this is an important part of the excitment for me. I love that growing sense of excitment as the day draws near. Usually, I like to heighten it by going on an orgasm fast and downing gallons of spirilina!
If I can, I like to do the set up the day before. That way I can enjoy the event right from the start of the day. I'll position the mattress, weigh down the tarp, make sure the clean-up routine is set etc. Usually, I'm so excited I wake up several times during the night.
When the day finally dawns I'll get up really early, and spend the countdown playing with myself and looking at wam pics, really savouring the anticipation. Part of the thrill for me is that I'm about to do something really naughty, outrageous and wild.
By the time I'm reaching for the clothes I'm going to wear I'm usually trembling with excitment. Usually I like to just wear tights over a pair of pants, (though there have been occasions where I've worn a dress too.) For me, it's being naked in mud that gives the biggest thrill, so the tights help me leave the best till last.
Once dressed I head for the pit and with pounding heart drop down into a squat. For long moments I'll pause here, almost teasing myself with anticipation. When the moment comes I'll plop onto my knees in the mud gasping in delight. I like my mud to be thick, smooth and sticky, and what follows will be maybe up to two whole hours of slow wallowing, gradually becoming more and more covered. I adore the way the mud tugs away at my sensitive areas beneath my tights and pants, and everything from the feel of it, the sight of it and the sucking, squelching sound it makes as I writhe around keeps me at an edge of orgasm state of excitment.
Lastly, comes the eagally awaited strip. Slowly, I'll peel off my mud plastered tights and step out of my pants before squatting once more over the mud. The feeling as I plop naked into a kneeling position back in the mud is almost indescribeable. Totally sensitive now to it's stickyness I'll make small movements with my hips revelling in the sensations. This is very often my favourite bit of a mud bath. Being on my knees in the muck is one of my favourite positions. I just adore reaching forwards with my hands and drawing a big wedge between my legs, feeling my cock and balls encased in it's stickyness.
For the final ten minutes or so I like to go absolutely mad; writhing and sliding about in one almost trance-like, groan-filled state of sexual bliss, smearing the mud everywhere. Sometimes I like to cram handfuls of the muck up my arse. Finally, unable to contain myself any longer I'll explode into joyful orgasm leaving me breathless in the mud.
That's pretty much my ideal mudbath scenario one which I've enjoyed on many occasions. Here's to many more to come. Someone to share it would be good too!