{"id":2623,"date":"2014-06-12T11:57:55","date_gmt":"2014-06-12T15:57:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mudlover.com\/theswamp\/?p=2623"},"modified":"2014-06-12T11:57:55","modified_gmt":"2014-06-12T15:57:55","slug":"return-to-the-newport-river","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mudlover.com\/theswamp\/?p=2623","title":{"rendered":"Return to the Newport River"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/mudlover.com\/theswamp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/2014-06-11_tree.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-2632\" src=\"https:\/\/mudlover.com\/theswamp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/2014-06-11_tree-300x168.jpg\" alt=\"2014-06-11_tree\" width=\"300\" height=\"168\" srcset=\"https:\/\/mudlover.com\/theswamp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/2014-06-11_tree-300x168.jpg 300w, https:\/\/mudlover.com\/theswamp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/2014-06-11_tree-150x84.jpg 150w, https:\/\/mudlover.com\/theswamp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/2014-06-11_tree-1024x575.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/mudlover.com\/theswamp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/2014-06-11_tree.jpg 1067w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a>The clock was ticking, and there was still a lot to do before I could leave the house. Low tide was at 3:30, and it was already 3:00. I wanted to go back to the Newport River to play in some of that awesome river mud. I also had to stop at the bike shop, which would be on the way to the river. I knew if I made the drive to the river, and stopped at the bike shop, I&#8217;d arrive well after the optimum time, and I&#8217;d be in a race against the rising tide.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/mudlover.com\/theswamp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/2014-06-11_river-mud2.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-2630\" src=\"https:\/\/mudlover.com\/theswamp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/2014-06-11_river-mud2-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"2014-06-11_river-mud2\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/mudlover.com\/theswamp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/2014-06-11_river-mud2-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/mudlover.com\/theswamp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/2014-06-11_river-mud2-150x112.jpg 150w, https:\/\/mudlover.com\/theswamp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/2014-06-11_river-mud2.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a>I decided to go for it; I just wanted a change of scenery. When I arrived at the river the tide was extremely low. It was so low, it was difficult paddling down the shallow channel from the boat ramp to the river. Once I got on the river, I was torn between exploring new areas, or just making a beeline for one of the spots I had already explored. I decided to go a little further up the river. What I found was this fallen tree (pictured top-left) over an expanse of mud that would make the perfect spot for some great bondage scenes, if it weren&#8217;t right on the river. Of course, I had to check it out, and I even did some bondage, since I seemed to have the river all to myself.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/mudlover.com\/theswamp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/2014-06-11_river-mud3.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-2629\" src=\"https:\/\/mudlover.com\/theswamp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/2014-06-11_river-mud3-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"2014-06-11_river-mud3\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/mudlover.com\/theswamp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/2014-06-11_river-mud3-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/mudlover.com\/theswamp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/2014-06-11_river-mud3-150x112.jpg 150w, https:\/\/mudlover.com\/theswamp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/2014-06-11_river-mud3.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a>The mud under the tree wasn&#8217;t completely free of obstructions, as you might expect, but it was pretty good, and it evoked some of my more extreme fantasies. I hung around there for a while, until I saw that the tide was coming in fast, and I&#8217;d have precious little time to check out any other spots.<\/p>\n<p>I untied myself from the tree, waded out into the water with my boat to get rinsed off, and climbed into my boat to take a quick spin and see what else I could find. I paddled further up river, towards U.S. Highway 70. It appeared to me that the large expanses of mud along the river were disappearing, as I went further up river, so I turned around and paddled back down river.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/mudlover.com\/theswamp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/2014-06-11_river-mud6.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright wp-image-2626 size-medium\" src=\"https:\/\/mudlover.com\/theswamp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/2014-06-11_river-mud6-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"2014-06-11_river-mud6\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/mudlover.com\/theswamp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/2014-06-11_river-mud6-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/mudlover.com\/theswamp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/2014-06-11_river-mud6-150x112.jpg 150w, https:\/\/mudlover.com\/theswamp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/2014-06-11_river-mud6.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a>I stopped at a spot that was directly across from the tree where I had been tied up. I ran my boat onto a mud flat and jumped out. the Mud was soft on top, thicker below, and very deep. Of course, that made me very happy. I was still horny from my bondage play under the tree. I really wanted to get tied up and struggle in the smooth mud, but the tide was coming in fast, so I&#8217;d just have time to play around a little before the spot I had chosen would be covered by water.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/mudlover.com\/theswamp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/2014-06-11_river-mud10.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-2624\" src=\"https:\/\/mudlover.com\/theswamp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/2014-06-11_river-mud10-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"2014-06-11_river-mud10\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/mudlover.com\/theswamp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/2014-06-11_river-mud10-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/mudlover.com\/theswamp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/2014-06-11_river-mud10-150x112.jpg 150w, https:\/\/mudlover.com\/theswamp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/2014-06-11_river-mud10.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a>I sank up to my armpits a couple of times, but mostly I fondled myself and moaned about how horny I was, knowing how unlikely it was that I would get off. My cock was hard and the swimsuit I was wearing was slick with mud. It felt amazing, rubbing my penis through the slippery suit. With enough time, I could probably have stroked myself to orgasm. Alas, there was no time. The tide water came up to meet me, so I put the camera away and got cleaned up for the trip home.<\/p>\n<p>Don&#8217;t forget to check <a title=\"Galleries\" href=\"https:\/\/mudlover.com\/theswamp\/?page_id=1283\">my gallery<\/a> from time to time. I add images there when I have extras.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The clock was ticking, and there was still a lot to do before I could leave the house. Low tide was at 3:30, and it was already 3:00. I wanted to go back to the Newport River to play in some of that awesome river mud. 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