Why quicksand?

[Deimir]

WHY quicksand? I don't know. All I can say is that, like so many others, I had that "moment of discovery." It was waaay back when I was but a wee lad, watching JAG with my parents, and they played the women's boot camp episode with the quicksand scene right at the end. Speaking of which...I may need to upload that to Nuggets...

But it's not like quicksand is my only fetish. I'm also into BDSM, Latex, AB/DL, and Hypnosis, among others.

[kitchen_sink]

Well, like the subject says, why quicksand?

Well, for me it's mud, not quicksand. Sand is grainy and tends to lock up if the water runs out. Mud is smooth and thick, offering unlimited resistance as it gets deeper and thicker. That's an important aspect - the mud getting thicker and thicker, having to struggle harder and harder as you slip deeper and deeper, until you reach a point where you would be stuck and overwhelmed: engulfed and satisfied.

I suppose it's sexual, although I don't fantasize about having sex - I dream about the thickness of the mud, and about the strength and vigour of the woman, almost at the same time. It is a complete embrace, although the mud is never more than shoulder deep. But despite this, I have no interest in bondage or other fetishes.

When did people here first realise that quicksand was a "turn on" for them?

I had this thing since I was a kid. Several play games that involved mud (usually imaginary mud), well before anything sexual.

I guess I became more aware of it as I entered my teens. I remember the rare thrill, when in Tarzan movies, Jane got into quicksand! The hours of bad B-movies I watched, hoping for a few seconds of a sinking scene... And there was another I saw only once, a girl in a green silky dress stumbles into quicksand in some Sci-Fi film. Oh, her thighs!

So for many years I got by with these occasional gems, but mainly with a little paddling and a very, very powerful imagination.

Later, in my twenties, I stumbled across the trailer for 'Jessica's first time' on Youtube. I nearly fainted.

Like everyone, I had thought it was just me, but known to keep it secret. Isn't that interesting? No-one ever said 'you mustn't talk about this', but I'm pretty sure if I had there'd be some difficulty accepting it. I wonder what percentage of people have some kind of fetish?

KS

[fancysox]

I've had guy-in-distress fantasies ever since I was a kid, and somewhere along the line I picked up quicksand scenes. I think it started with the old Batman and Robin series. I can remember several quicksand scenes in different movies and TV shows, but the one that sticks in my mind is from Batman and Robin: Does anyone remember the giant birthday cake that turned into quicksand when the Joker turned on the water from below? Later, scenes like that one fueled my fantasies involving being captured and finished off by dominant women. Never had a real experience with quicksand except once when I was in college: I used to go walking off campus in some woods next to a farm field. One day I noticed where silt running off from the field had formed a pool of sand down in a ditch. Something made me want to test it out and I finally took off my shoes and stepped in with my socks. I almost immediately sank up to the tops of my knee-high navy blue nylon dress socks. It was so arousing feeling the deep wet sand pressing down on my helpless legs and knowing how wet and messy my socks were getting. I imagined what it would have been like if a naughty female companion or two had tricked me into this pit and ever since that's been one of my favorite scenes.

[x42swamper]

Yes I remember that Batman and Robin scene. It was the Riddler that made the cake and I estimate the depth at 50 feet. This scene is on U-tube just so you know. I always wanted Cat Woman in a quicksand scene but my dream never came true Maybe some producer can make my day someday

[joedeep130535]

For me there is a definite "bondage" aspect to mud & qs.My biggest thrill is to be sunk & stuck & the harder the struggle needed to escape the more exciting I find it. I believe the feel of mud on the skin is an erotic experience & the "sucking vagina" surely has some relevance but the final truth is--I just enjoy the whole mud experience!!

[muddypoo1011]

I don't remember who had that very question posted on their quicksand website years ago (der Mud Gecko perhaps?) but I remember the answer in all it's simple perfection:

If you have to ask that, you'll never understand.

For me, I love the visual of a pretty girl being enveloped by a soft thick substance. While I prefer distress, pleasure and frustration are also both fine by me. My favorite part of a sink is when the girl goes from mid-theigh to mid breasts in a dark, quivvering mud. I like the mud to be thick enough so that once disturbed it doesn't flatten out by itself and can create an almost "funnel" appearance if the girl moves around enough in it. I'd say two scenes that embody perfect mud consistancy for me are Darby's bog sink and Ann sinking in Kaol's "Explorer" video.

[Duncan Edwards]

If you have to ask that, you'll never understand.

Yeah, that was my little page that I had up for a while. Once I realized that I quit asking.

[Nessie]

Yeah, that was my little page that I had up for a while. Once I realized that I quit asking.

I don't know why it's quicksand specifically.

But I have come to the conclusion that, while I can't speak for anyone else, mine is probably caused by some kind of brain oddity.

Why I think so: I could never trace my fetish to an emotional event. I could never trace it to a real experience. I can't pick out anything in my personal psychology to account for it. I have no other associated fetishes, no cluster of associated kinks or interests with similar attributes -- so for me, the quicksand thing stands alone.

I see nothing wrong with enjoying it, but I believe that my quicksand fetish says as much about my character as does the color of my eyes.

I admit that what with all the mud I've done, it's a pretty big glitch, but it's still a glitch, nonetheless.

Nessie

[undergrain1]

Well, I guess I got fascinated by quicksand as a child - maybe seven or eight years old, saw a man sinking in a movie or that Tarzan movie with the "tests" he was undergoing with this tribe. There was a newspaper column, supposedly science, but the writer seemed to be misinformed of the science of quicksand since he wrote that "he sinks a few feet, and unless something is done, the person may go out of sight".

I later looked in every encyclopedia in the library to see what each article had to say. Later, I hunted around for the stuff for real but never found any (too bad I didn't know deep soft mud was even better - I'm sure I'd have had some splendid sinking episodes). And circa 2001-2004, I found that there were on-line groups of people who sink, talk sinking, write stories and make art about sinking, or observe sinking, or any or all of these. To this date, I have not sunk more than ankle deep, now mainly because I have responsibilities that don't allow me to get off on my own into boonies with the only family vehicle. I can only read and imagine.

So what fascinates me? The idea of taking a deep sink, and imagining what it'd be like to be... 'taken' by the deep mud, filled internally, covered, the mud covering mouth, nose, ears, eyes, filling the ears, settling onto my head, cutting me off from the outside world. Imagining, but not intending, of course! It just seems like an odd way "to go" - wondering how long consciousness would remain. But if I knew death was inevitable and close, and had the choice, I'd take that way and "discover" on the way! - now, THAT must certainly be something that a minuscule number of people even in this community would want to do!

[IcarusJ]

I could never trace my fetish to an emotional event. I could never trace it to a real experience. I can't pick out anything in my personal psychology to account for it.

My psychology professor made a point to tell us that what makes a phobia a phobia is that there is no discernable cause. No trauma in your past or anything. It doesn't take being bit by a spider to become arachnophobic. It just is. And then she told as that fetishes are the same way. Considering I can't remember a time when mud and quicksand didn't interest me, I can believe it.