The swamp!

As info, I did make this one up myself.

It might not be what you are looking for, but it is an original.

There’s actually a place to put sex stories, real or fiction. Scroll down the menu to “sex stories” and have at it.

~rabbit~

I enjoy scribbling! I had buried this somewhere else and thought I might repeat in this general forum.
Most humble apologies, for those of you who had already viewed.

It was going to be a wet night. The swamp had been bubbling over as spring turned into summer and the days grew long. You could always tell when this overactive swamp needed attention. The rivulets began to seep out into the open, slowly at first, then flowing more freely as the deep undercurrents rose to the surface. It was always a labor of love tending to swamp. Its sweet musky aroma flaring the nostrils of those who strolled too close, beckoning the brave to enter will.

It was a creature like no other i presume, although I had heard tales of other similar swamps in distant lands. Knowing the pleasure derived from servicing the swamp, i heading deep into the heart of this torrid mess and began the work required to calm its erupting spots back to a state of agitated calm. Slowly at first, as to not harm the delicate flora and fauna resided inside. Then when its steamy mist brought beads of sweat to my forehead, I began to stir its craven crevices and saturated folds.

It was as though the entire swamp swelled into a mound of tasty delight as it sought its natural relief from the pressures had been building for far too long. As my fevered pitch increased with the rhythms pulsing through the entirety of the swamp, I could feel it beginning its ascent. Pounding and growing, the pressures becoming greater and greater. And then, an explosive surge came rushing from deep within, drenching me with wave after cascading wave of warm sweet swamp juice. More waves followed the last as the swamp convulsed in delight tripping down a series of ever delightful cascading waterfalls until it finally reached the place where the calm in the swamp returned and the rivulets retreated back into their private recesses.

Damn, I love draining that swamp!