As a youngster there were many more things which helped my love of mess to evolve. There were those tv gems like Tiswas and Noel's House Party of course, and movie moments like the incredible Ice Cold in Alex and the unsurpassed pie fight in The Great Race. I also recall a clip on the local news about a custard factory,which featured a pair of blokes and two mini skirted girls wallowing, up their armpits in a skipful of really thick custard. The final shot was of them heaving their bodies back and forth creating a huge wave of the stuff. All these things plus my growing collection of mud wrestling mags and videos continued to fuel my love of messy fun.
When I moved to Seaford on the Sussex coast a few years ago, I soon realised that the area is studded with loads of wonderful mud spots. Best of these was the stretch of black tidal mud at Newhaven tidemills. Unfortunately, like most of the places around here it's too busy to be used during daylight hours. Undaunted, I vowed to not let it beat me, and so got into wallowing at night. I was amazed to find it really great. You can see surprisingly well when the moon is full. Also, the Newhaven tidemills are lit by the soft glow emitted from the distant harbour lights. I'll never forget those first summer mud baths. Stripping naked, and with pounding heart I'd plod my way out across the gleaming black mud. I was amazed to find it over knee deep, and as I dropped down and began to crawl around I found myself getting deeper and deeper in mud that felt like congealed black paint. And the smell! It had that gorgeous, filthy sulphurous smell which just added to the excitment. Wriggling myself downwards in a cross legged position I managed to get up to my arm pits in it, and the sight and feel of myself covered in gleaming black muck was delicious. Groaning away, I'd massage great handfuls of the stuff deeply into my skin, rubbing it lovingly between my legs, and these sessions would always finish with huge body thrashing orgasms. Once satisfied, I'd haul myself out and wash off in the nearby ditch. Happy memories.