Cementing Fantasies 2 by ThetaOfQuicksandFun, literature
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Cementing Fantasies 2
The weird thing about being lucky enough to act out a fantasy is once the high wears off it creates rippled in the soul like flashbacks. Amanda could still taste the cement in her mouth. She mentally pretended some part of her never left that basement wondering what it would look like on the outside passers by not knowing a person was inside a massive block of cement the size of a building. Unlike nightmares she had had numerous dreams since them where the cement slowly poured against her. Her vulnerable naked body enveloped as the rising cement combined by her urge to sink the last way into it caused it to close over her face whether she was ready of not. In some of the dreams which acquired a lucidity to wake her up writhing she allowed herself to stay in the center of the cement and did not bother to swim to her chosen window. She was intent on suffocating in the center. Letting it's ruthlessly stinging substance fill her mouth and nose, swallow as much as her
The Romance of Teaching by ThetaOfQuicksandFun, literature
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The Romance of Teaching
A situation where two people end up teaching each other something. Something so beautifully devastation that it causes the two to become entwined through their talents. The problem is the word talent is a deceptively intangible label. Two people can even on paper have the same talent, with the same aptitude but like two bosons their manifestation can cause them to pass right through one another to where each person may not recognize it as such. But although this is the all too common presentation this meet transcends any such nonsense. It is a tragic thing when someone abandons a hobby, leaving it to be burred in the monotony of life. To neglect an outgrowth of one's soul is to turn it over to it's own imagination. The nature of which enjoys resurfacing as habits to those close to us. The more sensual of pastimes are a different animal. You often forget who is in control and what is the real mask. Relationships are often the only safe stage to revisit the feral.
The Influence of Surprise by ThetaOfQuicksandFun, literature
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The Influence of Surprise
"Are you sure?" She asked. "You don't have anything to prove." With an understanding sigh she says "You will probably only find peace if you follow through though." "Yeah, I at least wanna try." He replied back. "It's not for everyone." She completed. Glad to have someone finally join her. She did not want to pressure him away but he has little experience. They both had their reasons for doing this. Sarah had been sinking in deep mud her whole life and had made a habit of sinking all the way under for more than half of it. She was such a veteran sinker that she often worried about intimidating any man she got into a relationship with but she wanted to let them know what they were getting themselves into more than even warning them about the deep mud. Peter however had never been in mud deeper than just above the knees and that was only once from finding a place of her own from Sarah's encouragement. He had only done serious mud play a few times in his life. He did not admit it
Cementing Fantasies by ThetaOfQuicksandFun, literature
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Cementing Fantasies
For a long time Amanda had enjoyed watching the construction of buildings. She did not know why. Was it a sentimental proxy of creating the perfect home on her mind? Was it the fact that human ingenuity was contagious in how they always seemed to be creating and destroying structures that often lasted longer than the very people that created and destroyed them? Or maybe how the various materials needed to be so precisely assembled in oblivion to almost anyone who would ever use it. Now she was about to witness both simultaneously with her completing the complimentary trifecta. She had most particularly been fascinated by the dynamics of masonry or any material designed to harden. Although starting out as cautious experimentation she would play with various materials she would buy often to the point of getting weird looks at the home and garden store. Chief among the many materials the made it a hobby to apply to her skinny yet unusually muscular frame were cement (obviously)
A University Experiment gone Right by ThetaOfQuicksandFun, literature
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A University Experiment gone Right
"Here we are." The professor said as Michelle sat in her environmental class. She was in her last year or collage but new more than enough of the material to compensate for her countless daydreams. She has alot of trouble deciding on an exact major. The class was now talking about bogs, wetlands, swamps and conservation. She had taken this class because of the many trips it allowed her to take. The videos she discovered on Youtube about bogs did something weird to her. Seeing people just be taken by the bogs caused alot of feelings she had not bothered to process. She procrastinated figuring out where the feelings came from. She had yet to entertain the thought of fantasizing about sinking into one of these bogs. Although by no means suicidal when she let her mind wonder about what it would be like to be in a bog or quicksand overall she got an uncontrollable yearning about the idea of just simply sinking out of sight, preferably naked; as natural as it gets and simply never
Try Your Best and get the Unexpected by ThetaOfQuicksandFun, literature
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Try Your Best and get the Unexpected
For many sinking in quicksand represents the ultimate in sensual recreation. By many it should be clarified..... many in the community of people who both are serious mud players and educated enough to know that navigating deep mud is a motor skill just like many other activities. If you know what you are doing it can be the best thing ever but if you don't it could be fatal. Try and tell an expert swimmer how dangerous the water is and the patent absurdity of such a claim becomes obvious. The orders of magnitude worth of people who can not does nothing to dull this truth. The vast swaths of people often representing a majority of the population who do not possess a given motor skill is irrelevant when considered against the countless communities of people who live for a given activity. The thing about being what will from now on be called a quicksander is it is tricky to partition sensual recreation from a personal competition with one's self. Some people compete in sports on
What You Only Discover About Yourself in Bliss by ThetaOfQuicksandFun, literature
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What You Only Discover About Yourself in Bliss
Looking down as the ground slowly folds it's self around her legs, sweat beading on her forehead, teeth bared in a strained expression but not one of stress but more gentle strain on the edge of smiling. It was as if Brianna was struck by a new talent she did not know she had. A motor skill had almost suddenly kicked in triggered by the sensual pressure of the mud immediately after her feet broke the surface. If she was honest she could not count the number of times she has previously sunk, each in brutal succession as her hobby reveled her as capable of a steep learning curve; for now only to herself. Now it was time. No more procrastination, as if that was a problem here. She would accomplish the personal milestone of a complete submergence, virtically styled of course. She has chosen this location for it's faithful bottomlessness the last few times. Upon arriving at the location she took a moment to absorb the ambient mustiness of the smell of the mud. As if to sink into the
An Understanding Sink by ThetaOfQuicksandFun, literature
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An Understanding Sink
"You say you've always wanted to do something different." She pauses at a length that would make the next words exponentially more intense before saying "How different." with an inflection that rivaled it's playfulness with it's deviousness. Keven had been dating Amanda for a short time. He had known she was unique but she held it together in a beyond functional and charming way. She was by no means what you would call 'weird' but you could tell that just under the surface was a dangerously sensual intensity that anyone she meets could immediately decide was not for them and would back off if they weren't ready for her. She was not intimidating, just commanded the kind of exotic respect that most women have to be spunky for portray. She wanted to know Kevin's devious side. it was time. Not so much because of a dichotomous ratioing of him earning her trust or her respecting him enough to advance him to a new level of intimacy. No it was more she thought he deserved the beautiful worst