An Extreme WAM Story

     It had been a long, dreary, cold winter and it seemed that Spring would never arrive. On this particular morning however, Laurie woke up to find the sun shining brightly.  Eight o’clock in the morning and already about 50 degrees she guessed.  As she started the coffee, she switched on the radio.  Soon the weatherman came on and confirmed what she had hoped - - the high temperature of the day was supposed to reach 75 degrees!  Not bad for late April!

     Laurie was a strikingly beautiful young woman pf 25 years of age, with long, thick, brunette hair that reached to her waist.  She was staying at her parents’ farm for a week to watch over things so they could take a much-needed vacation.  This was sort of a vacation for Laurie too, as for the last couple of years she had lived in a big city several  hours away and had just ended a relationship with a guy who turned out to be basically a phony with a huge ego.  It hadn’t started out that way, but after awhile, the true person came out when the novelty wore off.  Laurie had always been kind of a tomboy while growing up on the farm and now realized that big-city life was not for her.  Too  many phonies.  She was now enjoying the peace and quiet and solitude of this warm Spring morning.  Her father had sold the stock to a neighboring farmer and the trucks had loaded the last of them up late yesterday.  Oh, he would buy more, he always did, but their vacation was much needed.

     Laurie had always liked physical work and it definitely showed.  While she had been away she had worked out two to three times a week in a gym.  She always strived for that picture-perfect body and had definitely succeeded.  She had large, full, round breasts, a hardbody stomach and a perfectly shaped butt that looked so good, especially in tight jeans, or anything else for that matter.  The kind of butt that would make a guy’s pulse quicken just from looking at it across a room.

     Laurie had never been married.  She just could never find the right guy.  The guys in the city were either too prissy, or too much into their sports or other guys.  Bunch of hotshots (they thought) and just full of themselves.  Yet when she had been living at home, the farm kids seemed to stupid and geeky, at least as she remembered them as a teenager.   Also, Laurie had a few desires of her own which she never felt she could tell anybody.  She loved getting dirty -- very dirty!   It didn’t much matter if it was from working on tractors, trucks or from mud while playing around in her old 4 x 4 Ford pickup.  It really turned her on!  She remembered the last 4x4 meet she had been to a couple of years back.  She had won the meet that time because a couple of her closest competitors took a couple of chances to outguts her and had gotten mired to the tops of their tires in mud.  She had taken great pleasure in winching them out with her old 4x4 and while hooking up the cable, slowly sinking in deep mud while doing so.  The feeling was so awesome, the mud sucking at her thighs through her skin tight jeans;  her crotch had become instantly wet.  If her jeans hadn’t have been so muddy, she recalled, everyone probably would have noticed.  She remembered how she would have loved to have thrown herself down into the deep, slimy muck, wallowing in it and humping it until she would have been completely covered with it!  But there had been people around, so there was no way she could have done so.  Bringing herself back to the present, she realized she was going to be alone for a whole week at the farm and thought of all the things she could do to get dirty and muddy with no one around!

     Laurie pulled on a pair of old faded blue jeans and a jeans jacket and went outside.  The sun was already quite warm.  She headed over to the part of the barn where her old 4x4 was stored.  She opened the side door and walked in giving her eyes a little time to adjust to the dim light.  The 4x4 was near the back wall, just where she’d left it.  She had taken the battery out because it had not been much good anyway.

     “No flat tires anyway,” she mused.  

     She opened the driver’s door to see if any rodents had gotten in and torn up anything.  Nope, the mothballs had done the trick.  No rodent damage.  Her Dad had thrown some in every month or so in her absence.   An old International tractor was parked in front of her truck so she would not have been able to get her truck out anyway, at least not right away.  Her truck had a lot of dust on it from sitting so long.  She figured she might as well sponge off the worst of the dust and dirt today.  She would be getting somewhat wet, so she decided to go back in the house and put on her wetsuit. 

     She had a new white wetsuit she wanted to wear; she had not yet worn it except to try it on to make sure it fit.  White ones were very hard to find and she had not been able to resist buying it.  She undressed quickly and put on the suit, a one-piece farmer-john style with long sleeves and the zipper in the front.

     “Mmmm, nice and tight, yet supple and soft too” she thought to herself.  She also put on the wetsuit boots and gloves that came with it.  After drawing a five gallon pail of warm water, she added soap and got a large sponge and was about to head for the barn when the phone rang.  She did not like to be disturbed when she was in the middle of something so she let the answering machine receive the call.  After her Dad’s voice got done with the outgoing message, she listened for the caller’s message.

     “Hello?  Mr. Anderson?  OK, well you may have left by now, this is Ed Smith, Bob Smith’s son.  I’ll be over today to start cleaning out your barn, my Dad said you were going to leave on vacation any day.  Talk to ya later.”

     Laurie thoughtfully bit her lip, trying to place the name.  “Hmmm, must be that family that bought the Winters’ farm a year ago or so” she thought.  “I wonder what Ed looks like?” she mused.   Since she hadn’t been around when that family moved in, she wouldn’t know them.

     “This could be interesting!” she said under her breath. 

     She resumed carrying the detergent water and sponge out to the barn.  She loved how this wetsuit was very soft and tight, it being warmed now somewhat by her body heat. 

     “Even softer than I remembered” she reflected to herself.  

     As she walked out to the barn, she liked the way the suit softly massaged her crotch and her ass as she walked.  Setting the pail down by the truck, she looked around in general at the inside of the barn.  She noticed how the large pen next to where her pickup was parked was very full of fresh manure.  It gave off a stronger odor now that the temperature outside was rising fast. 

     “Yeah, I guess it does need a cleaning out” she thought.

     She leaned on the top board of the pen’s wall and stared at the deep, slimy cowshit inside.  She felt horny as hell looking at the mess!

     “Wooooo-hooooo, lots more extreme than mud!” she laughed to herself. 

     She couldn’t help moving her ass slowly around in a gyrating motion so her wetsuit would rub up and down, massaging her crotch and the crack of her ass.

    “Whew, I am already getting wet, on the inside if not on the outside” she thought.

     She turned back to the truck and started sponging off the worst of the dirt.  As she leaned over the roof to wash it she noticed her wetsuit was somewhat wet on the front and had a few smears on it as the pickup was so dirty.   This made her a little hornier for getting dirty; an anxious feeling.  Her boots also had about an inch of mud on them from the water turning the dirt barn floor into shallow mud as she washed the truck.  Slowly walking around to the other side of the truck, she paused by a corner of the vehicle and rested a minute, slowly nestling a blunt corner of a fender and pushing it slightly against her crotch, while gazing at the mess in the cow pen. 

     “Damn, my crotch is really soaking wet right now,” she murmured to herself.  “I am so fucking horny today!”.

     Just then, she heard a vehicle coming up the long driveway.  She peered out a small dirty window that faced the driveway.  She couldn’t get a good view of the single occupant of the vehicle although she could tell he was a male.   She stayed where she was for a bit, relishing what she perceived as the advantage of being able to see him first, without him seeing her or knowing she was there.   He appeared to be about her age, she noticed, as he got all the way out of his pickup truck.   She breathed harder.

    “Damn!  Nice bod!” she exclaimed softly to herself in a whisper.

    He was all of six feet tall, broad chest, slim stomach, nice ass, and - -

     “Damned dirty window pane!” she explosively whispered as she carefully wiped a small area of the dusty window she was trying to peer through.

     “Oh, daaamn!  He’s wearing a tight black rubber wetsuit on top of it!  What the.....?”  she wondered.  Then she remembered he had come to clean the barn.  “Good choice of attire I must say, for the job he came to do!” she laughed to herself. 

      He headed straight for the barn as that was where he had work to do. 

     “Shit, I’d better break the ice with him” Laurie thought to herself, as it was obvious he was not expecting anyone to be around.  She grabbed the near-empty pail of water and headed out the side door and around the corner of the barn as nonchalantly as she could. 

     “Hey there!” she called out. 

     He stopped abruptly, and acted surprised someone was around.  As she walked to meet him, it was obvious he was stunned by the sexy creature approaching him. 

     “Hey, what’s up?” he questioned nervously.  “Umm, I’m Ed Smith, your Dad hired me to do some work here while he was gone.  Clean out the barn and stuff.”

     “Yeah, I heard on the answering machine,” Laurie said.  “I’ve been washing my 4x4” she continued, gesturing with the water pail.

     “Hey, cool looking wetsuit!  What’s your name?” he asked.

     “Oh, I’m Laurie, I’ve been away for awhile, I just got here yesterday.  Oh, and your wetsuit looks good too!” she announced.  “I thought I’d wear mine while I was washing my truck; figured I’d be getting a little dirty.” she said as she looked down at a few dirty smudges on her white wetsuit.   “I made it a little muddy in the barn while I was washing my truck off” she giggled.

     “Yeah, I see that” he laughed.  “Can I see your truck?  I’m into 4x4’s bigtime, I have one too.”

      “Sure!” Laurie said, “C’mon, I’ll show ya after I get some more warm water....I ran out before I was done.”

     She hurriedly filled the pail and they walked to the barn. 

     “Hey, nice solid old Ford, Laurie!” he exclaimed.  “Hey, I love those straight stacks too.  I gotta do that with mine one of these days!  My truck is about the same year as this one.”

     “Hey thanks!” she replied.  “As you can tell, I’m kind of a tomboy.”

     “Great, nothing wrong with that at all!” he exclaimed.  “My favorite kind of girl!”

     He glanced toward the messy cow pen.  “I guess that’s what I gotta clean out” he dutifully announced. 

     “Yep, I guess so” Laurie replied as she quickly sponged off the last fender on her pickup.

     He was facing away from her, looking into the pen, as she had been doing a short time ago.  She eyeballed his rubber-covered body up and down while leaning on her truck fender.  As horny as she was, her fetish imagination took over, and imagined them getting each other dirty, while feeling each other up.

     “Well, hey, I’m done with my truck for now” she asked. “Want some help? I like physical work anyway!”

     “Yeah, but you’ll get awful dirty Laurie” he answered. “Especially with the sloppy goop that’s in there.”

     “A little dirt don’t hurt!” Laurie chirped.  “That’s what my Dad always said!”

     Chuckling, he replied, “So a little manure is the cure then, huh?”

     “Cure for what?” Laurie demanded.  She thought she had caught the hint of what he meant.

     “Ummm, oops, never mind, ummm......” he stammered.  “Here’s another shovel you can use if ya want”.

     “Hey bud! Maybe getting dirty turns me on!” she countered, sensing that right now she had the better of him with their banter.

     “Umm, yeah, kinda does me too” he replied.

     “Ooooooh, baaaaaby” she said laughing.

     As Laurie took the shovel, her heart was beating fast as she anticipated those first steps into the deep, sloppy mess in the pen.

     “Uh, I guess we can use that wheelbarrow right there, huh?” he asked.

     “Yeah, that’s what my Dad always uses” she said as she did her best to hide her excitement.

     As Laurie stepped off the ledge into the pen, she watched her feet and after the first couple of steps her boots were ankle deep in the smelly mess. She was trembling slightly, she was so horny and hoped Ed wouldn’t  notice.   She waited for Ed to descend into the pit with her.  As Ed started into the pit, she moved back a couple of steps and sank calf-deep into the shit.  The soft manure sucked at her ankles and legs as she moved, and she laughed nervously.

     “Damn, this stuff’s deep!” she exclaimed.  She was unbelievably turned on now, watching Ed stepping into the pen.  He sank into the mess as she did, and now she noticed he had a large hard-on pushing against his tight black rubber suit.

     “Yeah, I guess it does turn you on, man!” laughed Laurie.

     Ed grinned sheepishly.   “Yeah, sure does, especially doing this with you!” 

     They were about to start shoveling when their eyes met. Their gaze held for several seconds.  Laurie couldn’t stand it anymore and broke the silence by murmuring huskily, “Hey, wanna play around a little first?”  She was breathing quite hard now. 

     Not knowing what to think Ed lamely replied, “Uhhh.....sure..I always like to play, what did you have in mind?”

     “Oh, just a little of this” Laurie replied, bending down and scooping up two handfuls of manure and slowly rubbing it on Ed’s thighs then quickly smearing it over his big hard on in his wetsuit.

     Ed sucked his breath in and shuddered.  “Oh, baaby, you’re gonna make me cum if you keep doing that!” he gasped.

     “And maybe a little of this too” Laurie cooed while smearing two more handfuls all over his rubber-clad ass.

     “Ohhh, dammit girl, I’ve never been this turned on!” he whispered hoarsely.

     “Well,” she said softly, “We wouldn’t want you to cum just yet!”

     “Actually,  just watching you getting dirty is enough to make me cum!” Ed announced.  “Only you aren’t messy at all hardly, well, yet anyway!”

     Ed grabbed her and pulled her toward him, writhing against her, the manure-covered front of his wetsuit sliding against hers, covering the front of her white wetsuit with smelly manure.

     “Oh, Gawd,” gasped Laurie, “Now you’re the one that’s going to make me cum!

I’m sooo fucking wet right now.  Ooooh, Ed!  Make me really dirty!”

     Ed didn’t need any encouragement as he pushed against her and she fell backwards into one of the shallower areas of the manure-laden pen floor, but it was still several inches deep and quite sticky, yet slimy.

     Ed mounted her, kissing her deeply, and in a soft voice said, “I’m gonna love turning you into a filthy mess, babe!” as his weight pressed her deeper into the soft manure.  “I love watching that tight white rubber suit of yours getting covered with goo!”

    They both kept humping each other, kissing, and rubbing cowshit all over each other and soon both came at the same time, cumming hard, soaking the crotches of their suits.  Since Ed was still on top of her, he suddenly rolled her over into the deeper, more slippery manure.  She felt herself sliding and sinking deeper.

    “I thought your suit was a little too clean yet!” he chuckled. “There was still some white showing here and there!”

     Ed continued grinding against her until she was almost submerged in the slime. As she bucked against him, her wetsuit pulled and sucked at her crotch and ass.  As she reached up to put her arms around him again, she found her arms and gloved hands were very heavy from the sheer amount of manure that had stuck to them and now covered her.

    “No more white wetsuit!” Ed teased as he raised himself to his knees. “Turn over babe, I’m not done with you yet though!”

     Even though Laurie had cum several times, she was immensely enjoying what was being done to her.  She obligingly rolled over in the two foot deep goo, now lying on her stomach in the mess.  Ed once again mounted her and shoved his hard cock up against the crack of her ass.  He began humping her again, at the same time reaching under her and massaging and fondling her breasts in the slime.  As he gyrated up and down on her, Laurie got all the more turned on, hearing her rubber suit making erotic blurping and sucking sounds, as it pulled tight and massaged her clit.  She was so much enjoying that feeling that she did not expect Ed to react so soon after he said, “I think your hair and face are still not dirty enough!”

     With that he immediately pushed her face into the deep cowshit and smeared slimy manure into her once pretty hair.  “A manure shampoo!” he announced.

     She spit and sputtered because some manure had gotten into her mouth.  Sliding around in the goo, she turned over, unable to open her eyes just yet.  Unknown to her, Ed had managed to get his zipper open on his suit, and when she finally had gotten her eyes clear enough to somewhat open them, she saw Ed’s big cock directly in her face.

     By now, Laurie was an unrecognizable mess.  She was completely covered in thick manure.  She was mired in it and barely able to move.  Her hair was completely plastered with it.

     “C’mon, Ed, fuck me in the mouth!” she whispered hoarsely.  Ed couldn’t believe this once gorgeous girl, now mired in manure, was making such a request.

     “My pleasure, baby, here it comes!”  as Ed shoved his cock deep into her mouth with long, rhythmic strokes.

     Laurie loved sucking cock anyway, but now, filthier than even in her wildest dreams, she felt ready to cum again.  As Ed inched forward, more of his weight pushed her head deeper into the cowshit.  When he was ready to cum, he withdrew his cock and came in huge, spurting streams all over her cowshit covered face, mouth and hair.  Laurie orgasmed more violently than she ever had and all they could do for the better part of a half-hour was to lie in the mess trying to summon enough energy to wash off.   Laurie loved the feeling of lying there, covered with manure and cum, with Ed slowly rubbing her various body parts.

     “Oh, Ed, we’ll have to do this again sometime,” she moaned.

     “Suits me fine, Laurie,” Ed said quietly.  “I’ve never cum so hard or so many times for anyone else.  I think we could have a lot of fun together in the future.”

     “I know we will, babe” Laurie answered softly as they helped each other up and headed for the cow tank to wash off.                    (end)