Mudmate
By AtheneBelle
AN: This was originally written to be part of a MUCH longer fantasy story. If you need a little information, Gaea (the earth) pairs couples in union in this fantasy world. The prince of Mudavia has been a swinging bachelor until one day when an unexpected guest is brought into his world from "above." This part is simply the end of the story. The marriage ceremonies basically consist of walking halfway across a mudpit to get to your lover (Gaea allows or does not allow them to meet based upon whether that individual is meant as their "Match." I also once posted this on the old version of Deep Sinking before it lost some of it's original features (including an adult section that I used to frequent.) If you recognize it, that's where it was originally posted. (un-betaed so all mistakes are my own.)
Warnings: exhibitionism, quicksand/deep mud, M/F sex, and full coverage.


I momentarily look out into the crowds that have gathered. This is a momentous occasion for them for their beloved playboy will finally be settling down-literally. I turn back to my sexy man across from me, dressed in his royal wear. He is as excited about this prospect as I am. I barely hear the music played across the speakers or his brother's announcement that we may proceed to each other.

I can hear Gaea urging me forward into the welcoming mire. She is pleased with this match, as am I. I take one step, careful not to go too deep yet, but she tells me that all is well and I would not be allowed to sink too far until I get to Petrov. She welcomes my bare feet however, slowly sipping and sucking on them like I know Petrov loves to do. I can hear her telling me everything that he wants to do to me as she does it: a caress here, a suck there, a little nip to top things off.

I don't know how long it is, or how deep I am when I feel my left leg lurching knee deep into the muck to suck and tickle the back of my knees. I gasp and realize that Petrov is at exactly the same depth. He is trying to work his way deeper into Gaea's bog, but she won't have it.

You have to hold off until you get to Athenae, you know that!!! Gaea shouts at Petrov.

I know I just have to feel your smooth embrace again!

In due time, just think of all of the delights that you will have in her embrace and how much more fun my embrace will be with her.

Our movements are erotically slow, Gaea using every movement to tease us. The mire glides up and down my thigh like my lovers hands.

Suddenly he is within arms length when the earth beneath us gives way, plopping us both up to our crotches in the gooey clay. Both of us are gasping in unison, extremely excited and wanting to grab hold of each other. Petrov is humping the mud. Looking straight into his eyes I take his hands and slowly push them into the muck. I tell him with my mind exactly what I want him to do. He pushes them through the mud and pulls my hips to him ignoring my request while giving me more pleasure with his mouth on my medium-sized breasts. I wrap one of my legs around his hip pulling him even closer and rubbing my pussy against his mud surrounded dick. Gaea and I moan in dismay until he takes two handfuls of the soft loam and smoothes it over my already sensitive chest, paying particular attention to my buds that are pressing eagerly through my chemise. He looks deeply into my eyes telling me exactly what he's going to do to me. I shudder just hearing it and we aren't even fully on our way to our room.

Petrov slowly caresses the front of my body, moving his hands back into the muck. He begins pulling up my skirt and bunches it around my waist, pulling it further up and over my body taking my chemise with it. The crowd erupts into a fury of cheers and moans as they begin to be turned on by us. Gaea sighs and begins to circle my clit telling me that she is pleased with us showing our love to the crowd around us. I push off his royal blue jacket rubbing the clay all over his chest and back, allowing the moisture to taunt his body. He takes his hands off of me earning a moan of dismay from me only to push his pants off into the mire.

My eyes spark in interest and snuggle up to him. We kiss deeply, our tongues entwining while my hands reach down to help guide him into my own bog joining us for our muddymoon. Petrov surges into me filling me with him and the peanut butter thick clay surrounding our hips. I continue to take handfuls of the thick loam and cover every part of his chest and back. His head is thrown back, his eyes closed and an expression of ecstasy on his face.

'Petrov, look at me,' I mentally project to him enjoying the feel of our telepathic link.

He opens his eyes his muddy brown ones to my own grey-green and slowly moves his hips back and forth joining us for a week's worth of pleasure and a lifetime's worth of love. Gaea and I gasp at the emotions that are projected to us. The mud is now up to our waists as we fill each other up. He leans down to my tits pushing me back into the mire for a moment. His tongue laps at my mud-covered tits tasting its sweet loam of Gaea, cleaning them off.

Moaning both telepathically and physically Petrov suckles and moans around my buds. I push up against him in the mire loving the feel of his clay-covered rod caressing the insides of my bog. Up to our belly buttons in the muck we lean back towards each other pressing and rubbing in the mire. We can't get enough of each other!

He opens his eyes his muddy brown ones to my own grey-green and slowly moves his hips back and forth joining us for a week's worth of pleasure and a lifetime's worth of love. Gaea and I gasp at the emotions that are projected to us. The mud is now up to our waists as we fill each other up. He leans down to my tits pushing me back into the mire for a moment. His tongue laps at my mud-covered tits tasting its sweet loam of Gaea, cleaning them off.

Moaning both telepathically and physically Petrov suckles and moans around my buds. I push up against him in the mire loving the feel of his clay-covered rod caressing the insides of my bog. Up to our belly buttons in the muck we lean back towards each other pressing and rubbing in the mire. We can't get enough of each other!

I reach out and glide my hands up the sides of his torso taking thick globs of the earth with them to caress and re-moisten the thick clay that already embroidered his form. My hips rock and circle as my body tries to grasp at his cock. When my hands reach his armpits I pull up on him and thrust my body back into an upright position as we sink ever deeper.

We are now up to our chests when he fills me ever faster. His sensual lust begins to turn his eyes almost black with arousal.

I meet his hips even as he moves ever faster. I pull his head down to mine and I barely recognize the shouts cheering us on as our tongues swirl and tango in our mouths.

Gaea whispers her approval of our display and we break off gasping for breath.

'No offense, Gaea,' Petrov projects, 'but we'd rather not hear from you for a while.'

'None taken,' she returns in a fading ethereal voice.

Despite her acquiescence, Petrov and Athenae looked at each other. The heavy lustful mood had been broken. The sound of their audience now penetrated their little bubble of love.

Petrov looked impish as he scrutinized his now-wife. He held her hips flush against him and filled her with his long, thick member but did not move.

What? she asks. Something about his look made her think he was deciding on something. Something that would have her screaming in ecstasy, company or no.

He gently thrusts his hip in an undulating manner.

Athenae sighs as he begins to move against her once again.

Petrov leaned over to her ear and whispered. "Do you hear how much they love your lovely mud covered body?"

"My body?" she asked a little incredulous, yet too far gone for her voice to be anything but arousing. "You're the one so many women tried to tie down. Some even literally." She suddenly thrust back against him as she recalled how some of the women had trussed him up. He was hers now and no one was going to rope him down but her.

He groans out a laugh as they humped against each other, now up to their necks as they slowly slid into their room of lust.

An hour later they slowly arose from their mud filled bed covered hair to toenail in the thickest, creamiest mud in the world.