Annual mud volleyball tourny. High School thru 2013. Damn I got destroyed every year with thick gloppy shin deep mud. Wallow, jump in the creek, then repeat.
Back in 2013-2015 during the spring, summer and early fall when the temps averaged between 70-90 degrees at night my wife and I would frequent a mud bog track trucks used. It was about a 20 minute drive from our house. We would go during the night between 10:00 and 4:am. It was so much fun! The mud was anywhere from 6" to 40" deep. And it had the consistency of pudding! It was basically a mud track about 100 yards long with a glory hole, mud pond at the end. We loved starting at one end. Walking the entire mud run and ending up in the glory hole! This place was right off the highway under a massive lit digital billboard sign! A car dealership is now there where our mud pit used to be. One night stuck out in particular. It was in the middle of the week. Our kids were at grandmas for the week. It was super hot out for the night like 85 or something. It had rained for the past 2 weeks off and on. There had also been tons of mud bogs going on so the entire track was a glistening mire of brown slop. We stopped by after work during the day to check it out and both of us were amazed! This place was right in the middle of an open field. There was an event center off to the side. Look up birch run mud bog. Anyway when with the kids gone. Nothing to do we decided to visit the mud. We were not sure when the next rain would come. We parked along side the highway put our four ways on and when traffic cleared made our way to a small wooded area 100' from the start of the mud bog. We took off our clothing and started walking towards the mud. About halfway across the field it started pouring. The rain was warm. We ran back to our changing area to wait it out. We were both soaking wet and laughing under a tarp I brought. My wife lit a cigarette up and I was instantly hard watching her glistening body while she smoked. When she finished we made out and other things until the rain stopped. We made our way across the wet field to the start of the mud bog. From what I remember there where 2 parts one was mostly knee deep warm pond water and the other which had concrete barriers on the sides was nothing but mud. We stood at the beginning of the mud track. Both of us soaking wet, unbelievably happy we get to play in the mud together. We started walking through the mud towards the glory hole. The mud smelled unreal. It was stinky in parts and super fresh in others. We both fell a couple times walking through. Keep in mind this whole damn place was lit up by a huge bright billboard. By the time we reached the glory hole we were pretty filthy. We stood surveying the mud hole at the end. I took the opportunity to rub my hands all over her naked mud covered body. We made our way in. In the center of the mud hole it was about chest or breast height on her. We stopped walking and made out. We gave each other hand jobs while sticking our tongues down each others throats. We went under several times. I don't think I have ever been that muddy. We washed off in the first pond that was mostly water. We spent over 5 hours playing in the mud bog!
For me: did a Navy Seal team building exercise and the finale was army crawling through a very muddy ditch and it very well could have been because I was very sore and very exhausted but I think not being turned on in the slightest despite being up to my neck in mud in a t shirt and jeans really clued me into that I liked watching people get messy but wasn't into it at all.
On the other end: my high school graduation was at like 8am on a Saturday morning so the grass was still very wet and dewy. My friend's mom wore a maxi dress that was a little too long for her. Her grad party was directly after the ceremony and the bottom couple inches was still wet and muddy from dragging the ground for 2 hours.
Would have to be the first time I tried quarry mud. I have a blog post written about it on here but the short version is that it was absolutely heavenly and, at the end, with help from a prostate massager, I had an absolutely mind-shattering hands-free orgasm. Never repeated the pure bliss of that first time, but all my other quarry trips, alone or with partners, have been amazing.
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