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Stalker

Postby fonejackman » Thu Apr 01, 2021 7:25 pm

I want to start by saying that this is my first quicksand-oriented story I have written in years and to be honest, my motivation had kind of taken a nosedive due to lockdowns etc. But now, I have got my groove back so to speak and produced another story for your enjoyment. The story is largely inspired by the Club MPV video "Expressively Quicksand".

Stalker

Stepping off the single-decker bus, Mindy sniffed the fresh country air. You couldn’t tell it but she was quietly excited about the day ahead; it was as if a thousand butterflies were fluttering around in her insides.

The young woman thanked the bus driver for the safe voyage before the doors shut behind her, allowing the vehicle to resume its journey along the narrow country lane. Once the bus had disappeared out of sight, Mindy stood motionless, admiring the natural beauty surrounding her. All around she could see nothing but trees so tall, they looked as if they were kissing the clear blue sky. On the ground directly in front of Mindy, a variety of wild plants boasting many colours were gliding in the cool breeze. The gorgeous landscape was accompanied by the sounds of birds singing and running water that could be heard in the distance. Apart from the lane, there were no buildings, no houses, nothing man-made.

To Mindy, it was nothing short of paradise. She might as well have been in the garden of Eden. Mindy was 27 and stood at 5’10. She boasted a fair complexion and short black hair. She was not muscular but by no means fat; handsome by most people’s standards.
Her attire consisted of a plain white T-shirt, navy cargo shorts and beige sandals. Nothing special but perfect for this kind of weather. It was relatively hot and humid and beads of sweat were trickling down the young woman’s face. Propping her rucksack onto the ground, Mindy reached into the pockets of cargo shorts and produced a small packet of white tissues. Opening the packet, Mindy took one and vigorously rubbed it over her face. It was a Saturday and Mindy was off work; she planned this a few weeks earlier but didn’t disclose any details to her colleagues. They would suspect she was crazy if she did.

Placing the tissue back into her pockets, the young woman then leant over into the rucksack and unzipped it, reaching for the large bottle of mineral water resting within it. Mindy took a long swig, allowing the cool, refreshing liquid to run down her throat. With a small sigh, she returned the bottle into the rucksack. After another few seconds scanning the area, Mindy put her rucksack back on her shoulders and walked down the narrow path into the forest.

As she walked, Mindy could feel the excitement inside her growing exponentially. At the same time however, she felt a slight degree of trepidation; even though she did her research in advance, what Mindy was about to do was still risky and dangerous.

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Fifteen minutes after Mindy disembarked from the bus, the young woman had arrived at her intended destination. She stopped on the edge of the bank where below, lay a large puddle of brown mud. It looked thick and was gently bubbling away. By this point, her excitement was reaching its peak so much so, that she was nearly tempted to dive head first into the mud but common sense prevailed and Mindy once again stood still, glancing at the pool in front of her.

The young woman lightly tossed both her sandals off his feet and lowered them into the mud. The sensation of her feet entering the cool mud sent waves of anticipation racing through her whole body.

After a few seconds relishing the mud, Mindy returned to the bank and opened up her rucksack which was resting against one of the tall trees. As well as the water bottle, inside were a couple of towels and some lengthy rope.

Before she could begin to enjoy the mud, Mindy took another long gulp of water; the walking had taken its toll and sweat was once again running down her face which called for another tissue; being in the cold mud would definitely help.

The young woman then proceeded to remove her T-shirt, undo the knot that held her cargo shorts around her waist allowing them to fall gently to the ground, she picked both garments up and positioned them within her rucksack. Finally, Mindy stripped herself out of her black panties which were soon joined with the rest of her clothing. She now stood at the edge of the mud pool completely nude. This was it, just one more important thing left to do.

Mindy picked up the rope and did a loop around a long tree branch located on the edge of the bank and tightened it as much as she could. With the remainder of the rope, she tied a much larger loop around her waist tightly but no so much that it was uncomfortable. The rope would act as a safety harness of sorts, so that she was able to get out of the bog safely and potentially save the young woman some embarrassment should she need help.

Now, she was ready.

Slowly pacing herself toward the pool, Mindy stuck her left foot into the bog hole and was suddenly caught off guard by how quickly she had sunk; within a matter of moments, she was up to her knees.

This caused her to moan softly as she continued to sink lower into the mire. But the pleasure wasn’t enough and she decided to shift her body into the centre of the bog. By now, her lower legs were almost totally engulfed and the mud was creeping ever closer to her thighs and ass.

Sex didn’t even compare to this and even though the moans were quiet, they became more pronounced as the mud came into contact with her womanhood. Using both of her hands, she reached down and slowly stroked her special spot. For Mindy, this was pleasure like she never felt before.

She began to rock herself back and forth, allowing every inch of the mud to caress her body. This was her own solitary bliss, there was nobody in sight, nobody to disturb her.

Or so she thought…

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“Fuck this heat!” Chrissy cursed under her breath. Walking along the leaf-strewn path, the young woman was no lover of warm weather; she’d rather be in the middle of Siberia than the Sahara any day.

Chrissy had a voluptuous figure, long blonde hair and of relatively tall stature. Despite her good looks, she had an egocentric personality and a temper to boot which put her off potential partners somewhat.

Perhaps ironically or not, she had recently broken up with her long-time boyfriend as well as quitting her job; all of this had taken its toll on the blonde and this walk was all that she needed to clear her mind.

Chrissy suddenly stopped when she encountered a tree stump in front of her; the perfect place to stop for a breather. No matter how hard she tried though, all those negative thoughts were still lingering in her mind. She quietly sighed, figuring out what she was going to do with her life.

It was then that a strange sound had invaded her ears. Although it was faint, Chrissy perceived it to be moaning of some sorts.

“An animal in pain perhaps?” Chrissy inquired. Her curiosity aroused, the young woman rose from the stump and began walking to where the noise was emanating from.

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Having submerged herself a number of times, Mindy was now covered head to toe in thick brown mud. But it didn’t bother her that much, she was too overwhelmed by what the mire was doing to her.

“Oh God…” Mindy moaned softly; she could almost feel the quicksand entering inside her. She had already been in the mire for ten minutes but she showed no signs of exiting anytime soon.

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Traversing through the forest, Chrissy could hear the moans growing louder. She could also feel the ground becoming more steep with every step she took. It was at that moment, she came across the source of those sounds.

Squinting her eyes between two tall trees, the blonde came across the mire of brown mud and what appeared to be a figure gyrating in its centre.
The figure was coated in the same substance that the mire possessed.

“Is that an alien? Surely not?” Chrissy thought. Peering closer, she realised that it was another human being.

“What is it doing?” As Chrissy pondered, she stepped on a small twig lying on the ground causing the human being to rotate itself and for Chrissy to quickly run for cover behind one of the nearby trees.

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Just as Mindy brushed the mud away from her eyes, she could hear what sounded like a snap. Opening her hazel eyes, Mindy could just about make out the legs of another human being disappearing behind the trees.

“Hello? Who’s there?” she cried out. But there was nobody to answer.

Convinced it was nothing, Mindy shrugged it off and resumed gratifying herself in the mud.

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“Phew that was close!” Chrissy muttered. “I don’t think she saw me!” Her heart was beating quite rapidly as a result of nearly being spotted. Hiding behind the tree, Chrissy turned her head to see Mindy once again swaying back and forth in the mire, groaning delightfully as she did so.

The blonde woman then felt an unusual sensation enter her body. She put two fingers down her skirt and into her g-spot. It wasn’t something that

Chrissy usually felt but the sight of Mindy in the mud was too much for her. She ached to be in her place.

Like Mindy, she began to moan in unison; doing so quietly just in case the woman overheard her. But it was difficult, Chrissy could feel herself getting wetter and wetter.

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“One…last…climax!” Mindy thought to herself. By now, her moans were becoming more audible.

Then, Mindy drew in a long breath and for the final time, submerged herself under the brown substance.

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Chrissy’s face was now glossed with sweat, her breath was growing heavier and her moans were also becoming intense. All that came to a head when she saw Mindy going under; in response, Chrissy collapsed to the ground in an ecstasy-filled haze; her fingers still firmly in her special area, her ass hanging towards the sky and her eyes firmly shut.

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“That was lovely!” Mindy said in her mind as she re-surfaced.

“Now to get all this muck off” The raven-haired girl waded her way through the mire (albeit with some difficulty) towards the bank’s edge. Mindy placed her hands on the bank and using them as support, crawled out of the pit where her rucksack lay just a few inches.

Grabbing the towel, Mindy now needed to find a stream or river to wash the mud from her body. She didn’t feel certain about leaving her clothes and rucksack but there was nobody around, so the risk of someone stealing her belongings was low.

“Oh almost forgot!” she still had the rope around the waist.

Mindy promptly untied the knot around the waist allowing it to fall to the ground. She then slung the towel over her left shoulder and went looking for somewhere to clean herself. She may still have been naked but Mindy couldn’t care less. She was never one to be ashamed of her own body.

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Chrissy fluttered her eyes open; the sound of chirping birds in the distance was all that she could hear. Lying flat on the ground, she was still in a state of ecstasy as she rose from her slumber and to her feet. Looking at the pool, she could see it was now vacated.

“Now that the bitch has gone, I can finally have the pool to myself”. Chrissy proclaimed excitedly. Walking hurriedly to the mire, Chrissy espied Mindy’s rucksack and clothes.

“Foolish girl” the blonde remarked.

Chrissy removed her pink tank top, brown skirt and her pink panties which were now damp as a result of the blonde’s earlier sexual exploits, placing them in a rather shabby heap under a nearby bush. Although she was thrilled at the idea of cavorting around in the mire, she had to be quick, Mindy could return at any point. Finally she took off her sandals and stood over the mire’s edge taking in a deep breath before jumping straight into the mud. She was immediately hit by the coolness that came into contact with her body causing her to shriek in surprise.

“Fuck, that’s cold!” she uttered quietly. Although Chrissy liked to be cold, this was probably colder than she would have preferred it to be. Hoping to find a bit of warmth, Chrissy moved towards the centre of the bog. She was now up to her knees in thick mud.

Just as before, Chrissy felt the urge to touch herself returning only this time with more intensity.

“Ah…ahhh….Oh my God!” she groaned as once more, her fingers came into contact with her private regions. Now she truly knew how Mindy felt.

After a few minutes or so, Chrissy had sunk to just below her midriff. She was amazed at how quickly she had sunk; maybe she underestimated how strong its pull was, yet it was just a tiny thought as the sensation of mud caressing every inch of her body was flooding her mind.

“AHH, AHHHH, AHHHHH!” Chrissy’s squeals grew louder as the mud touched the cup of her ass. It then proceeded to grope her womanhood; the blonde was in total rapture.

All that however came to an abrupt halt when the young woman heard what sounded like footsteps. She interpreted it as Mindy coming back; as much as she wanted to stay in the mire longer, Chrissy had to beat a hasty retreat.

The girl attempted to navigate her way to the other side of the mud bank where her clothes rested, but found that she was unable to move.

“What the hell?” she remarked.

Her arms were pinned under the mud; almost as if it was holding them in their grip. To make matters worse, Chrissy felt no bottom beneath her feet. The blonde tried to hoist herself from the mire’s clutches but this only resulted in the blonde dropping down to her mid-section.

It was then that the horrible reality began to sank in. Quite literally. Chrissy was being dragged down into the mud trap.

“Oh no, no, no, no, no, oh God!” Chrissy cried out. She needed help fast. Her heart was accelerating as before but this time, in fear.

“HELLO, CAN ANYONE HEAR ME!” the young woman yelled but it fell on deaf ears.

Calling for help like a damsel in distress seemed beyond her, but with her sinking rapidly and no one in sight nearby, she had no alternative.

“SOMEONE HELP!”

In the back of her mind, she had a faint glimmer of hope that Mindy would overhear her cries for help and come to her aid but who knows where she had ventured off to.

Now the situation was becoming dire. Chrissy’s ass was now completely swallowed and she had sunk to above her navel. Panic was well and truly setting in.

“Oh, I wish I paid more attention on that damn field trip!” Chrissy recalled an excursion she took with her high school class about the dangers of quicksand but she paid no attention, focusing too much on the instructor’s good looks and was now paying the price for it.

“HELP! HEELLLPPPP!” the blonde’s screams intensified; it was all she could do. Now her buxom breasts were coming into contact with the mud.

Shortly after, her nipples touched the mire, sending another wave of pleasure through Chrissy’s body. Under normal circumstances, she might actually have been getting off to this, but these were far from normal circumstances.

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“Ah this feels good” Mindy rejoiced, allowing the cool water to caress every inch of her body. She had luckily found a stream not too far from the mire, where she could wash the muck off her and get clean.

She remained totally oblivious to what was happening with Chrissy.

“One last rinse before I head back” she said to herself. Just as she was about to do so, she could hear indistinct noises in the distance. Almost as if someone was screaming.

“What is that?” she asked herself. At that point, the screams had died out and silence had broken out once more.

Believing that it was just her imagination playing with her, Mindy inhaled sharply and dove under the water’s surface.

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“HELP! PLEASE I’M SINKING, HELP ME!” Chrissy was now hyperventilating; almost three quarters of her body was under the bog; all that remained was the uppermost part of her chest, shoulders, neck and head. With seemingly nothing to help her, the blonde girl began frantically clawing at the mud in a vain attempt to break free. Unlike earlier, she now had much more leeway to move her arms but it didn’t make a difference. Chrissy was doomed.

Knowing what lay ahead, Chrissy began to sob softly. Screaming for help wasn’t working but Chrissy still had a tiny inkling that somebody would come to her rescue but that was fast fading.

“Help me…don’t…wanna…die….” Her screams became gentle pleas, it seemed that all the energy she had in fighting the mire had vanished and she was resigning herself to her fate. Here was a young woman of 25 who despite everything that happened to her recently, still had so much to look for and so much to do, yet all that was now coming to a tragic conclusion.

Chrissy looked up at the trees high above her; taking one last look at the clear blue sky before firmly shutting her emerald eyes. The inevitable was in sight.

“Oh God…please forgive me God…” Chrissy began to pray inaudibly; she had never been a religious person but if there was ever a moment to seek forgiveness, this was it.

“Oh God, please forgive me God…oh Goo…” the mire dragged the young woman under; emitting a loud belch as it did. The last sound Chrissy made was a muffled shriek before an eerie silence filled the forest.

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Mindy rose out of the water like a beautiful mermaid; droplets of water cascading off her beautiful form. Mindy had never skinny dipped much in her life but boy did it feel good; No swimsuit would match the feel of one’s own body in water.

“Ah…” Mindy gently exclaimed running her fingers through her short ebony hair. She looked down at her fingers and could see that they were withering slightly, indicating that now would be the time to get out. If there was one thing Mindy couldn’t stand it was wrinkled skin.

Swimming towards the river’s edge, Mindy rose from the water and reached for her towel. She could feel the weather turning colder.

“Brrrr….” Mindy shivered, goosebumps had started to appear on her arms and legs. To protect herself from the cold, Mindy wrapped the towel around her, putting her hands firmly to her bosom to prevent it from falling.

“I just hope no one has taken my clothes” Mindy uttered as she made her way up the steep path towards the mire.

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Fortunately for Mindy, her rucksack and clothing were untouched when she arrived.

“Phew, that’s a relief” she remarked. To get to her belongings however, she had to tiptoe round the edge of the mire carefully lest she lost her balance and fell back into the mud pool. Having successfully negotiated the tricky part, she grabbed her cargo shorts.

As she knelt down, she could see another set of clothes inches away. They consisted of a skirt, a tank top, beige sandals and panties.

“That’s funny, I don’t remember bringing that many clothes” Mindy scratched her head at the discovery. She scanned the area to see if anyone else
was around; save for herself, there was nobody.

Having been brought up not to interfere with other people’s property, Mindy thought it would be best to leave the clothing as it was.

“Maybe someone will collect them” she thought.

Once she gathered her clothes, Mindy sat beside the bush where she hid her clothes and slowly put her panties back on. The bank was grassy and as such, had a quite pleasant sensation that Mindy could feel on her bare behind.

After a few minutes, the girl was fully dressed. She was toying with the idea of another dip in the mire but she had to catch the bus back home. She needed rest and at the same time, something to eat.

Taking another sip from her water bottle, Mindy couldn’t shake her mind off the mysterious clothes she found. In the end, she felt not to investigate it further. Grabbing her rucksack, she left the mire behind and made her way back to the bus stop.

Unbeknownst to Mindy, the mire made one final plop signalling poor Chrissy’s struggle and eventual demise.

She would remain undiscovered.

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Re: Stalker

Postby ghostofmyeyes » Fri Apr 02, 2021 6:52 pm

Bravo!

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Re: Stalker

Postby Theo » Wed Apr 07, 2021 10:09 pm

Great story! I really enjoyed it. Correct me if I’m wrong, but it looks like you posted your last story in 2014 so wow, it has been a long time! Welcome back! Hope to read more stories from you soon.
Finally broke down and went to see a psychologist. She told me I just have an overactive imagination—and it really excited her. We're going sinking next weekend. Theo's AI Quicksandbox New stuff every weekend (unless life gets in the way)

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Re: Stalker

Postby fonejackman » Wed Apr 07, 2021 11:15 pm

ghostofmyeyes wrote:Bravo!


Thank you.

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Re: Stalker

Postby fonejackman » Wed Apr 07, 2021 11:17 pm

Theo wrote:Great story! I really enjoyed it. Correct me if I’m wrong, but it looks like you posted your last story in 2014 so wow, it has been a long time! Welcome back! Hope to read more stories from you soon.


Thank you for the kind words. I'm glad you enjoyed it.

To be honest, I have written a couple of other stories, but they've mainly been found on Deviantart. Then I kind of took a nosedive in terms of inspiration and I guess you could say I was suffering from burnout. But now I've decided to make a decision that any future QS stories I write, will be on here from now on...

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Re: Stalker

Postby Theo » Fri Apr 09, 2021 5:51 am

fonejackman wrote:
Thank you for the kind words. I'm glad you enjoyed it.

To be honest, I have written a couple of other stories, but they've mainly been found on Deviantart. Then I kind of took a nosedive in terms of inspiration and I guess you could say I was suffering from burnout. But now I've decided to make a decision that any future QS stories I write, will be on here from now on...


I’ll have to look up your stuff on Deviantart :)

Yeah, I’ve started and stopped writing a few times. I’ll have a strong urge to write for a few weeks, then I’ll get tired of it, and won’t write for a few weeks. Lately though, my biggest problem is too many ideas all at once :idea: :!:

Sometimes it’s nice cause if I run into an impasse on one story, I’ll just shift focus to another, but it’s also frustrating cause I don’t write very fast and the ideas swirling around in my head just keep piling up. Then again, I probably have enough ideas to keep me busy for a few years, so if the new ideas ever stop coming, I’ll still have something to write, though there’s no guarantee they’ll all turn out to be a full story that’s any good. We shall see ;)

I sure hope things are going better for you now, and only keep getting better.
Finally broke down and went to see a psychologist. She told me I just have an overactive imagination—and it really excited her. We're going sinking next weekend. Theo's AI Quicksandbox New stuff every weekend (unless life gets in the way)


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