We just relax, your body on top of mine, and you whisper in my ear: "I want you to fill me up." That's it. I can't control it anymore. I slide my hard cock into your soft ass, and it's the best feeling I've ever experienced! I don't care if anyone sees us. This is worth it. We fuck for hours. I cream pie you over and over. We just cuddle there, covered in mud, knowing we're going to do this over and over again.
I realize that I have a massive, throbbing erection, and it feels sooo good against your big, hard cock. What am I doing? I can't explain this! If anyone catches us, they'll see two dudes basically having sex in deep, gloopy mud!
Saturday can't come soon-enough! Why am I so excited? I'm not gay. No. I just want the experience. Of course, none of it goes to plan. There's no pond to clean up in, so I agree to get in the mud naked with you. Before I know it, we're both slathered in the smooth, warm mud; cuddling and squirming around all over each other's bodies. We roll over and over in it, legs intertwined and hips softly thrusting against each other.
I give you my number, and we don't text for a few days. All the while I'm thinking about doing it; about mud wrestling with you. The more I think the more I want to! This ain't weird, I tell myself. It's not gay. It's normal. We'll just be having fun in the mud together. It's innocent. I call you. We're going this Saturday.
"I bet it'd be hard to find someone to do that. How would you ask that?", I ask. "Like this.", you say. "Will you mud wrestle with me?" I'm a little shocked by the question, but the moment you see doubt in my face you immediately beg in a cute tone, "Oh come on. It feels SO good. It'll be fun! There's a pond right next to the mud where we can clean off!", you say, as you gentlely reach out and softly hold my hands.
I want to be an innocent guy that just met you at a music festival. At some point during talking, we see some people being crazy and playing and wrestling in the mud. You ask: "Have you ever done that?" "Mud wrestle? No. Never. I'd hate to have to walk around in muddy clothes all day. Plus it's embarrassing.", I reply.
You say: "It's actually really fun, and feels good. I have this quarry near my house. I love wallowing in it, but I really want to mud wrestle in it. I just don't have anyone to do it with."
Even though the audio is a bit messed up, I'm glad you decided to upload this. It'd be a real shame to let a cute booty like yours go unappreciated. ;-):D