My wife and myself own a reasonably large camper van and we try to use it as often as we can. We travel all over the country but in the off season we tend to end up at the same place. It is a site about two hours from home just on the edge of a village. It is fairly unique as amongst the standard facilities is a free jet wash for your camper van. The first time we stayed there we ended up next to the facility and weren't that impressed but we came to realise not only could we have a bit of fun on a warm day but our pitch was easily twice the size of anyone else and with the pressure washer wall on one side and hedges almost all the way round we never got disturbed.
Anyway, this was my birthday weekend and we had arrived on the Friday evening and had a short walk to the village pub for a meal. Saturday morning we did a bit of shopping and Claire suggested a sandwich at the pub. Never one to turn down a drink I agreed and got changed. Nothing fancy, just smart new jeans and a short sleeved red check shirt along with brown loafers. Claire showed me up in a very full pale blue knee length skirt and a long sleeved, button through, pin-tucked white cotton blouse. her long blonde hair is a loose pony tail and white shoes with a small heel.
We strolled slowly to the pub and had a nice sandwich each along with a couple of drinks. On the way back we had almost reached the site when Claire stopped at a field gate. When I looked the field was like a soup of mud and my cock jumped. Claire had never been into anything but water but I loved it all. To my amazement she opened the gate and took my arm, pulling me after her.
Within seconds we were both ankle deep in mud the texture of porridge. I was already amazed as Claire hadn't flinched as her shoes filled. She then told me to sit down and I needed no second invitation. Even if she wasn't going to get muddy I was up for it. I sat and the mud almost covered my jeans but she wasn't finished. Lifting her skirt she revealed the sheerest of stockings which is why I'd not spotted them and also the absence of knickers. She then sank to her knees either side of my legs with her skirt spread out over the mud. Leaning forward she scooped up two handfuls of mud and dropped them on my shirt before massaging them in to the material. I was very careful not to do anything that might spoil this moment so I resisted the temptation to return the massage. I needn't have worried as she grasped her blouse at the neck and pulled. One by one those tiny little buttons flew off until the blouse was open half way revealing a still unmarked white lace bra. She then took two handfuls of mud and started to rub them ruining the bra forever.
Pulling her skirt towards her she reached for my belt and slowly undid it before loosening the button and zip. She pulled the jeans down exposing my boxers which she then pulled out and pushed in a large handful of wet, cold mud. I must admit to almost coming at that moment but she wasn't finished. She got me to raise my backside up and she wriggled the jeans and boxers down until my rock hard muddy prick was on full view. She piled on more mud and rubbed it into my cock and round my balls and then to my total surprise she slid up, lifted herself up and slid my grubby cock inside her. She was obviously as aroused as me as I slipped in easily with the grit in the mud only enhancing the feeling.
I now felt I was on safe ground and grabbed some mud and massaged her breasts through the bra before pushing it up off her breasts to expose her nipples. As she rose up and down on me she finished my teasing by massaging two handfuls of mud into her hair. Well that was too much and I shot my load but Claire kept on going which was agony and ecstasy at the same time. To my surprise she also reached a peak which was far quicker than normal especially kneeling in cold mud.
Then of course reality struck as we had to complete the journey home. Claire pulled her bra back into place and almost stuck her blouse back with the mud. I pulled up my clothes and fastened them and we set off back across the road. We didn't see any pedestrians but two cars came past while we waited and I'd love to know what they thought.
We reached the van wash and used the jet wash to rinse as much mud off each other as we could before heading to the van. One last surprise was Claire undressing me outside the van before taking off all her clothes and then carrying them all to the dustbins stark naked.
A shower in the van led to a much warmer session in bed and a pleasant nights sleep.