Please note this is chapter 2. While I hope you can enjoy this story on it's own merit, it really would be best to read "The Mud" first. Thanks... and enjoy. * * * * * Chapter 2: The Chamber of Lust All Hannah could see was darkness. Her senses were numb as she slowly began to regain consciousness. She could still feel it. She could still feel the 1000's...
I felt the cool thud as the ball of mud splattered between my shoulder blades. I slowly turned around, attempting to keep a fake look of outrage on my face. Erin was only three yards away from me and was trying not to giggle as she smiled mischievously. She was rocking side to side with her elbows tucked against her in a defensive manner. Her tank top clung...
Lucy squinted at the hazy afternoon sun, the heat of the day waning as it crept towards the horizon. She adjusted her leathers, hitching her bra straps up to cup her tanned breasts. Despite her womanly curves, her body showed all the signs of a Hunter Warrior Maid, arms and belly toned and athletic, her long, dark brown hair tied back in a ponytail. Some in...
Genevieve was hiking in the Great Dismal Swamp near Lake Drummond. She had hiked the same paths millions of times and craved something different for a change, so, upon reaching the lake, she stepped off the path and treaded around the shore, careful to stay within the cover of trees, jumping from root to root. Eventually, she decided she wanted firmer ground...
Mary is a weekend guest at Lydia's Lycanthrope Lair. A B&B staffed by werewolves. Werewolves who alternate human and canine over the course of a year not a night. Mary stared at the breakfast basket that was in her room. She contemplated sharing it with Steve and Candy but at this point she wanted more human companionship. Someone she could talk to about wh...
Helen gazed, fascinated by the wondrous stretch of soft, enticing mud-like quicksand that filled the clearing, in the deep, dark sensual shadows of the forest. Her forest. And waiting here, eternally, was her deep, dark secret paramour... as soft as silk, yet as strong as a bull. It had been some years since she had discovered it, as a younger, slimmer, alm...
**If this is your first worst maid ever, you can read parts 1-4 but... The short version is 'A really rich person hires a sexy woman to live out her filthy kinky fantasies which include scat, watersports, mud, skipping showers, and any and all general filth you can think of'. This chapter has more of the same, going up to three sexy women having a dirty time...
This is a work of pure fiction. This is a sequel to a previous story, so if you want to find out how things began, please refer to the first story. Any similarities to any persons, alive or dead, or to anything you have ever seen or heard before, is a complete accident. My relationship with Nicole progressed through the winter. Finally spring came around...
**The following is a messy fetish story. It contains mud, muck unwashed-ness and general grossness. So if that's not your thing skip it. If it is, keep going** * Savannah sighed as she got into the airport. It was deep in South America. She was looking to find some jungle ruins, explore go into the wilderness, all on her lonesome. However as she waited lon...
Kathy and I were good friends. The sexual tension had been building. However, because of the death of my young wife I was not looking for satisfaction. Kathy had other ideas. That night Kathy was sitting with me in the darkened cafe. We were going over the day's events at work. She had lovely red hair and a tight body that begged for loving. Me, I was just...