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It was a typical work-day morning, but I was determined to break out around 10:00 to catch the low tide. Things didn’t quite go as planned, and I was running late, when I finally put my kayak on the creek. The tide was not as low as I had hoped, but it was low enough to find lots of great mud. I really didn’t know what I wanted to do, where I wanted to go, or what, if anything, I might try to record. I just wanted to get out mudding, because I hadn’t been out in well over a week.<\/p>\n
I chose latex briefs, because they are the easiest to deal with in the mud. They feel a lot like wearing nothing, and they are easy to clean up.<\/p>\n
I only had a little over an hour before the tide would be coming back in, by the time I arrived at my destination. I still wasn’t sure if it would be worth setting up a camera, but I figured I’d get some video, and decide later if it was interesting. If nothing else, I could grab some stills from the video for my blog. The sun was really hot. The surface of the mud was like a hot bath. The first spot I sank into had a submerged log that I could stand on. After stepping off the log, I found I could sink as deep as I wanted. The mud below the loose surface mud was much thicker and felt like clay. It was soft enough that I could continue to push into it, but it kept a pretty sure grip on my legs.<\/p>\n
At the third spot there was a submerged timber that was just far enough below the surface that I could barely reach the surface to breath, when my genitals were tied to the timber. The tide was coming in by the time I found the submerged timber. I worked quickly to tie a rope around my cock and balls and fish it under the elusive log. It was far enough down that I had to dive down to push the rope under it. Once I had drawn myself all the way down to the anchor point, I could only breath with my head thrown back, and even then, I could just barely reach the surface with my mouth. That is a pretty intense feeling. Even though I could only play there for a few minutes before the tide water was washing over the mud, it was a huge turn on. I’m going to revisit that spot, soon.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" It was a typical work-day morning, but I was determined to break out around 10:00 to catch the low tide. Things didn’t quite go as planned, and I was running late, when I finally put my kayak on the creek. The tide was not as low as I had hoped, but it was low enough … Continue reading ![\"2013-07-16_eroticmud-f2\"](\"https:\/\/mudlover.com\/theswamp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/07\/2013-07-16_eroticmud-f2.jpg\")
<\/a>The second spot I sank into was close to the first, and it was similar in depth and thickness. I stopped before I went completely under, in both spots. The mud was too thick for a quick immersion, and by the time I worked myself down to my neck, I was ready to try something different. I took some time to enjoy the warm, soft mud (pictured on the right), before I got out and went in search of a special spot where I have played in the past.<\/p>\n