High tide can present problems for mud seekers, but this effort paid off on a recent kayak adventure,

So here's my deep sink story despite the odds against it happening. Since it was high tide and none of the mud flats were exposed of course, I paddled to an area that I had explored a handful of years back, but now the reeds were much much taller.

I decided to blindly push my way across the top of the marshlands with reeds literally taller than I am and kept pushing my way toward what I remember to be a lower recessed area.

Fortunately, I was able to haul my kayak up onto a low lying flat area so I didn't have to worry about my kayak floating away while I was on the hunt for one more sink.

I finally broke through the really tall reeds into a more open area and started looking for any patches of open mud.

About 20 or 30 feet to my left, I saw the small little patch no bigger than a few feet across . Of course, I had to check it out and approached the edge of it.

As I stepped forward with my right foot, I immediately sank all the way up to my crotch with no effort.

The mud was fairly warm for being that deep and so I pulled my other leg around and stepped in now sinking right above my belly button.

The texture was a combination of the black stinky mud underneath, but this really interesting very fine silty particulate matter on the top.

The more I moved around the more that fine silty material mixed in with the black mud and made this very erotic quicksand like combination.

With a little bit of effort, I was able to easily sink up to my nips, and by now I was ecstatic.

I had on my rash guard so I quickly pulled that off, took off my cap, my sunglasses and worked my spandex shorts down to my ankles so that I could reach down in the mud and pull them out.

I twisted and rotated my body and felt my toes going deeper and with just a little bit more effort, I was up to my neck, looking around seeing nothing but this vibrating surface!

The sun was still overhead and so I just stayed there breathing, feeling the pressure on my chest from the mud and took it all in. Of course, my hand went deep into the mud to grab my cock, and I started to play.

In all my stroking and shifting, I sank to where the mud was at my chin, and I only wished I had someone to stand on my shoulders to push me deeper.

I wanted to stay in there forever, but my cock wanted to release and so I picked up handfuls of mud at face level and poured it over the top of my head, burying my face and shooting my load deep below.

It took me a good 10 minutes to extract myself from that, and then I had to try to find my way back through the reed jungle until I fell into the little slough where I had paddled prior.

I actually came pretty close back to where I had parked my kayak, thankfully, and knew right then that this was my mud baptism of 2026!