It was Friday afternoon. Lily was on her way home from school, backpack on her shoulders, and walking along an empty sidewalk near her house. She was focused on the all the sounds and sights around her; a pair of cardinals flying by, the breeze blowing through the trees, the dying muffler of a passing car, and something else. It sounded like she was being followed by someone, but before she could turn around to see who it was, her eyes were met with two hands blocking them. She let out a small yelp.

“Guess who!” she heard. When her vision was finally restored, she saw her friend, Stella, walking beside her.

“Why?” Lily asked.

“Because why not,” Stella replied. Lily looked at her and sarcastically shook her head. “So… how was school?” She asked.

“Boring,” Lily answered. “Just all the regular stuff. Although, we did manage to get out of Friday mass, I guess Father Ben wasn’t feeling so great today.”

“Yay for you then.”

“So how was not school?” Lily asked in return.

“Just living the dream,” Stella replied.

Lily and Stella knew each other since the fifth grade. Up until high school, the two girls attended the same catholic school, then Stella transferred to the public school while Lily’s parents kept her in the same catholic system. Not that she cared, all those years molded her into the perfect goody two-shoes her parents always wanted her to be, and she had no reason to be dissatisfied. Yeah, some of the classes were boring, and maybe a bit too focused on God at times, but there was hardly any typical high school drama, at least for her, and she mostly kept to herself anyway.

Stella was a much different story, however. Once she got to high school, she started getting a bit more rebellious. By the end of her freshmen year, she shed her typical conservative sweaters and khaki pants she had left over from her days at St. Matthews, and exchanged them for shorter skirts, shorts, and pretty much anything that dared show a little more skin. By the end of sophomore year, it was clear that she was considerably less religious; not that it really surprised or bothered Lily at all. Stella was always the one trying to get out of the regular church services at school and often failing to do her homework for religion class, it was questionable whether she even did believe in God at all with some of the comments she made, but she was always a good person to Lily, and as long as they both accepted each other for who they were, their relationship never failed. Junior year for Stella is when she started slipping a bit. Her grades weren’t doing so well, and by the time senior year started, just after she turned eighteen, she dropped out completely. Lily couldn’t help but wonder, sometimes, what Stella’s parents thought of all that, but she tried not to dwell on it. She knew her parents would probably disown her if she did some of the stuff Stella did, but she wasn’t Stella, and even then, Stella always presented a good image of herself when either of their parents were around.

“Happy late birthday, by the way,” Stella said.

“Thanks,” it only occurred to Lily then that she hadn’t actually seen Stella since before her birthday about a week ago.

“How does it feel to be eighteen finally?”

“Not really any different than before…”

“‘Not really any different?'” Stella repeated, “All the things you can do now: buy lottery tickets, go to R-rated movies without your parents, buy tobacco… watch Porn…”

“Ew!” Lily looked at her in disgust.

“What? People do it all the time.” Lily just shook her head again in the same sarcastic manner. “Hey, it’s Friday,” Stella added, “You wanna do something fun tonight?”

“I guess I could. Like what?”

“Just… something fun…”

“You don’t have anything special in mind?”

“Oh, I do, it’s just… a surprise. Call it a sort of birthday surprise from your best friend.”

“Would this ‘birthday surprise’ happen to involve doing something overly rebellious?” Lily cautiously asked.

“Girl, you gotta learn to be a bad girl once in a while.”

“Except if my parents-“

“We’re going to a movie.” Stella said firmly, “I’ll pick you up at 9pm. Just remember to wear a swim suit.”

“What? Why?” Lily asked.

“It’s a surprise, sweetie,” Stella said. She said no more as she parted ways at the intersection in the road, leaving Lily to ponder how Stella was planning to corrupt her.

—–

It was 8:30, and Lily was sitting in her room contemplating what she was going to wear for her little trip to the “movie.” She figured Stella was probably serious about the swim suit thing, so she rummaged through her dresser and pulled out a couple to debate on. Her choices were a typical one-piece that was leftover from her time on the swim team at school before she decided she didn’t want to do it anymore, or a slightly more revealing two-piece bikini that she only ever wore when her family went to Florida. She settled on the bikini, mostly because she figured Stella would probably have some kind of dumb remark about being unwilling to show any skin if she saw the more athletic option. Where were they going to go swimming anyway? The only pool around was at the YMCA, which would definitely be closed. The lake was nearby, but no one ever swam in it because there was more algae and seaweed than water. She decided to just put the suit on and be done with it. With Stella, there was really no point to trying to decipher what was going on in her brain. She dressed herself in a pair of blue jeans and a sweatshirt and headed downstairs to wait for Stella.

“Hey Lily, where are you going?” Her mom asked as she was reaching for the doorknob.

“Stella and I are going to a movie, she’s picking me up any minute.”

“Alright, have fun, honey.”

Lily scooted out the door and waited on the porch for Stella. For a moment, she almost couldn’t believe she was able to push that lie out without alerting her mom, who always seemed to see though anybody’s bullshit. Maybe it was simply because her answer was vague enough, or that Stella’s personality was starting to rub off on her slightly. Either way, she was relieved to see Stella pull up in her little car, and get on their way before her mom decided to ask any more questions.

“Well, hello,” Stella said, “are you ready?”

“I’m not sure. I don’t even know where we’re going yet.”

“You’ll see.” Stella answered. It was the last thing either of them said as Stella drove to their mysterious destination.

After about a five minute drive, Stella parked the car on the side of the street and the two of them got out. Lily followed Stella down the street a bit before they turned to enter someone’s large back yard. Concerned about trespassing on someone’s property, Lily stopped.

“Where are you going?” She whispered to Stella. “This is someone’s house.”

“I know,” Stella answered, “The owner of this place has a literal jacuzzi on her patio, filled with mud. And I happen to know that she’s out of town for a few days.”

“Wait, what?” Lily asked again, unsure if she heard her right.

“Just come on.”

Lily hesitantly followed Stella, both girls hunched over as they crossed the yard and approached the patio. Stella hopped up the steps and grinned. Just as she said, there was indeed a large Hot tub, one big enough for at least seven people, built into the patio, and sticking out above about two feet. And exactly as Stella said, and confirming what Lily thought she said, it was filled nearly to the brim with smooth, brown mud.

“There it is,” Stella said. Lily’s eyes hopped between her and the tub of mud in complete silence as Stella stripped out of her black tank top and short, denim skirt to reveal a lime green bikini. “You did wear a swim suit like I said, right?”

“I did… but for what?”

“Really?” Stella said with a bit of shock, “to take a mud bath, silly.”

Lily took a step back in shock, “What? No!”

“Why not? It will be fun.”

“Because its dirty, and this is someone’s house, we shouldn’t even be here.”

“I already told you, the owner is out of town for the whole weekend, it’s not like we’re going to get caught,” Stella assured her, “besides getting dirty was the whole point of this excursion.”

During the argument, Stella stepped forward to the side of the tub, sat on the edge, and swung her legs over to dip them in the mud.

“I really don’t think we should do this,” Lily said.

“Oh, come on,” Stella nagged, “you’re eighteen now, what better way to celebrate than by dropping your good girl image just for a night and getting in here with me?” Lily stared at her, unsure of what to do. “It’s really warm, tell me you wouldn’t enjoy spending the night in a Hot tub.”

“Yeah, a Hot tub full of literal mud,” Lily exclaimed.

“Just think of it getting closer to nature. Literally.”

“This is manmade…”

“C’mon, Lily, work with me here; its mud, it doesn’t get any more natural than that. Plus, it’s good for the skin; people pay hundreds of dollars for this sort of thing at a spa, and we’re here getting it for Free.”

Lily slowly removed her shoes and reluctantly unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down. “Yeah, girl, come on,” Stella cheered. She reached for the bottom of her sweatshirt and pulled it over her head, revealing her dark red swim suit and nearly glowing white skin. “Oo-la-la…” Stella interjected.

“What does it feel like, really?” Lily asked.

“Honestly, like a vat of smooth, warm pudding.”

Lily followed Stella and sat on the edge of the pool, sticking her feet below the surface.

“Well? What do you think?” Stella asked.

“It’s interesting. It is really smooth.”

“Well come on then, lets ACTUALLY get in.” Stella pushed herself off the edge of the tub and let her feet hit the bottom. She sank down and the mud engulfed her body, stopping just below her belly button. Her face lit up as she felt the new sensations of the mud embracing her lower half, until she noticed that Lily hadn’t moved. “Hello, Earth to Lily, get in this bitch,” she insisted.

“I think I’m good right here for now.”

“Don’t make me come over there and pull you in,” Stella threatened. She waded halfway to the other side of the tub where Lily sat and then stopped in her tracks. “Oh, god, that feels so weird,” she said.

“What does?”

“Trying to walk,” she said as she tried taking another step, “the mud just pulls against you and it just feels… nice in a way. She leaned forward and stuck her arms in front of her, grabbing the edge of the tub next to Lily to brace herself. Lily watched as Stella slowly began thrusting her hips back and forth in the thick, brown pool.

“What are you doing?” Lily asked.

“Humping the mud,” Stella said, very matter-of-factly.

Lily’s eyes grew a bit wider, a look somewhere between disgust and concern, “You mean like…”

“Yeah, like that.”

“Why?”

“Because the mud just presses up against you, and it feels good, and it just makes you want to,” Stella explained, “You’d understand if you were actually in here too and not just sitting on the edge.” Stella shimmies herself closer to Lily and gently creeps her hands up Lily’s legs, rubbing the mud into her clean, white skin as she does. “Come on, Lily, it’s not that bad. It’s fun.”

“What makes it so fun?” Lily asked, still hesitant to join her friend.

Stella’s voice suddenly became real soft and caring, “You’ll see when you get in.” She held a muddy had out, signaling for Lily to take it and join her, “Don’t you trust me?”

Lily let out a deep, mentally cleansing sigh, “Okay.” She took hold of the muddy hand extended to her and Stella wrapped her Free arm around Lily’s back and pulled her into the smooth, thick clay. A quick yelp escaped Lily’s mouth as she plopped into the tub and began acclimating to the sensations.

“See? It is really so bad?” Stella asked.

“It feels warm.”

“It’s a Hot tub, Lily, that’s kinda the point,” Stella reacted with a bit of sass. “Why don’t we just find ourselves a seat and relax for a few minutes,” She suggested, “Let it soak in, you know, like we’re actually at a spa.” The two girls felt around in the tub for a bit until they found seats for themselves.

The two girls remained seated in the tub for several minutes relaxing and absorbing warm caress of the mud.

“I guess this isn’t so bad,” Lily realized.

“I told you. It feels good.”

Stella, being the much more adventurous one, started getting a little curious. She pushed her hands through the clay until they reached her hips, and she pulled away the waistband of her bikini bottom. She gasped in pure delight as she did. The strangely erotic sensations of the thick mud pressing against her Sex was nothing compared to how it felt pressing directly against her naked groin. Having passed the point of no return, she shifted around in her seat as slid her bottom off.

“Are you okay over there?” Lily asked.

“Oh, I’m much better now,” Stella answered. She lifted her hands out of the mud, bikini bottom in hand, and rung some of the mud out before setting it on the patio.

“Is that what I think it is?” Lily gasped.

“Yep.”

“Are you nuts?”

“Since I can confirm that the mud feels so much better when I don’t have anything on down there, no, I’m not crazy.” She plunged her hand back into the mud and began ever so slightly teasing her clit. “Mmmmmmm,” she moaned, as the mud worked its magic along with her fingers.

“Are you… touching yourself?” Lily asked.

“Heck yeah, it feels sooo good,” Stella confirmed, “You should try it. The mud just feels… Oooooo.”

“No thanks… I don’t… do that.”

“You mean to tell me that you have never masturbated before…?”

“Why would I? It’s sinful.”

A quick, loud laugh erupted from Stella. “Are you kidding me?” Stella said, “Just drop the innocent, Christian good girl shtick for one night. It’s literally just you, me, and the mud.”

“But…”

“But nothing. You’re an Adult, explore yourself a little, or you’ll never know what you like.” Stella stood up and waded to the center of the tub. She reached out with both hands to pull Lily from her seat. “Come on, up.” She didn’t so much give Lily the option as much as she stuck her hands into the mud and forcibly pulled her up by the wrists.

“What are you doing?” Lily asked.

“Teaching you how good this can be if you just let yourself enjoy it.” Stella grabbed Lily by the waist and eased her back, and then forward, toward her, and repeated, just as she did to herself earlier. “How does that feel?”

“Weird…” Lily responded.

“Don’t focus on the weird, focus on the other feelings,” Stella said, “think about how warm it is,” she guided Lily’s hips forward and back again. “Think about thick and heavy it feels pressing against your body,” she moved Lily back and forth again. “Think about how smooth it feels, gushing between your legs,” Stella’s hands remained at Lily’s hips, but this time it was Lily performing the motions. “How does it feel?”

“Tingly,” Lily said.

“In a good way, or a bad way?”

“A good way,” Lily confirmed as she slowly thrust her hips back and forth again. “I don’t want it to stop…”

“It doesn’t have to,” Stella said. And you know what?” she added as Lily’s hips continued gyrating, “it can feel even better.” She carefully wedged her thumbs between Lily’s bikini bottom and her skin, “all you have to do is let the mud flood you with its ecstasy,” she said as she pulled the bikini down her friends legs.

“Ohhhhhh…Oooooo,” Lily moaned as she felt the mud fill in and hug her Sex directly, and sensually.

“See?”

“Why does it feel so good?” Lily asked between deep breaths.

“It’s call arousal, obviously it’s something you’ve never felt before.”

“It feels… wrong…” Lily didn’t know what to think. She knew deep down that she didn’t want to enjoy it, but at the same time, primal instict was taking over and she couldn’t help herself.

“No, it’s supposed to feel good, it does feel good, you’ve just been trained to believe it’s wrong.” Stella gently took hold of Lily’s hand and moved it toward her neglected Pussy, “Just feel it, right there.” She let go of Lily’s hand, and was not surprised to see that she didn’t move it. Instead, she kept her hand over her Sex and stepped back into her seat in the tub.

“I think I wanna just… feel myself for a bit…” she said. A few seconds after she sat down, she tossed the mixed wad of mud and fabric that was her bikini bottom over the edge of the tub like Stella did before her.

As Lily leaned back in her seat and explored her body for the first real time in her life, Stella waded through the tub for a bit, always thrusting her hips forward with each step. She made a few small circles in the tub before her eyes fixed on a white dial at the edge of the tub. “I wonder what this is for,” she said. She waded over and turned the knob about halfway.

Stella’s head snapped back and Lily nearly forgot about her arousal what bubbles started shooting up from the middle of the tub.

“What the hell?” Stella said.

“It’s bubbling…” Lily observed.

Stella inched her foot forward along the bottom of the tub until it came to a hole where the bubbles were coming from.

“I guess the dial controls some kind of air jet that makes it bubble in the middle.”

“What good would that do?” Lily asked, “all its doing is splashing around…”

“Well…” Stella contemplated, “I kinda have one idea.” She slowly stepped toward the bubbles, leaning back slightly to avoid being splashed in the face. As she got closer to the bubbles, she began feeling the turbulent jet below stirring the mud around her legs. “Oh!” she yelped as the bubbles began splashing in her face at bit. Just one more step, and she was directly above it. As the jet of bubbles rammed her between the legs, she let out a quick howl, almost like a wolf before her tone deepened into a low moan of primitive arousal. “Mmmmmmmmmhhh… Oh… Oooooo… Shit!”

“What’s wrong?” Lily asked.

“Ab-abs-olutely n-nothing,” Stella stammered.

“Are you sure?”

“Mmmmmmmmhmmmmm… It’s the best fucking thing I’ve ever felt.” Stella continued to hold her body over the jet as the sensations overtook her. Her legs trembled beneath her while she took long, deep gasps of air, doing everything in her power to scream with delight like she wanted so badly to do. The bubbling mud was working pure magic on her Pussy. She was no stranger to exploring her sexuality, and all that came with it, masturbating plenty of times with different toys she discovered and even had Sex a few times (if you could call dry humping the star running back of the school in the locker room after the game after everyone left for the night Sex), but this was something much different. There was something almost divine about how hard the jet felt against her Sex while also feeling so incredibly soft and caring. She emitted one last, long groan as the bubbles pushed her all the way to the edge. Only when she completely lost her sense of balance did she finally stumble back away. “Shit! That was awesome,” She said, “You have to try this, Lily.”

“Alright, I guess I can…” she said. She stepped closer to the bubbles, holding her hands out in front of her to avoid being splashed in the face, and found her spot over the jet. “Oh! Yeah, this does feel good.”

“Yeah it does.” As Stella was coming down from her orgasmic high, she found herself next to the dial at the edge of the tub again. Lily didn’t notice the devilish grin spreading across her face, but she would probably notice if she turned the dial up a bit more.

Just as she suspected, Lily’s eyes grew even bigger as the intensity of the bubbles increased. It was difficult to tell with how much the bubbles were splashing around, but it almost looked to Stella as if Lily was rubbing herself as the bubbles worked their magic. The longer she stood over the bubbles, the more she whimpered with pure sexual pleasure; feelings she had never truly been exposed to before. Stella waded over to her and placed her arms around Lily, appearing to come in for comfort, but more as an excuse to get closer to the bubbles again. “Oh… Oh… Oh…” Lily chanted as the bubbles continued to penetrate her. She was getting so worked up with arousal that Stella noticed her eyes begin to tear up slightly. As her arousal intensified further, Lily began losing all control of her body as she collapsed to her knees. Stella knelt down with her to keep her from falling. The mud was now up to their necks, and the bubbles were all splashing in their faces, but they didn’t care; Stella was only focused on giving her friend the time of her life, and Lily’s brain wasn’t registering anything but pleasure, especially since being on her knees meant that she was now that much closer to the source of the bubbles, and in turn, it was that much more intense.