I have had the mud fetish my entire life. I want to say it began around 5-6 years old. Peaked when I was 12-24 years old. Now it is something I just do. The leather fetish started when my wife and I were in college and she offered to try on some leather pants. The smoking fetish I think was the result of Virginia slims ads on the back of tv guides or something. The mud fetish. I was never really into girls. I was too busy finding mud or once I found a good mud hole. Finding a way to masturbate in it. The thing I miss most about my child hood is being surrounded by mud. We lived in the country and it was so easy to come home from school get on your bike and find some excellence mud pits. I was known as mud boy. My friends would all avoid the muddy farm fields. I would bicycle right through them or try to walk across an 100 acre pure mud farm field. As I got older I would mud bath in front of people. I was just that kid. If there was mud around I was usually in it. When I was a teenager again I had no interest in girls but if there was to be that one girl she would resemble the woman off of shameless-Fiona. Brunette, smoker, white trash and appreciative of small things. O and an absolute obsession with mud. I came pretty close with my wife, she is not interested in the mud part. She does however wear leather my other fetish.
Fetishes usually begin sometime near the onset of adolescence but the predisposition to what becomes the fetish object may well occur well before that...
My fetished started early. Pies in women face and bubble baths. We had a local TV show for kids on Saturday morning sponsored by a local bakery. Typical kids stuff, with clowns. But towards the end of the show a beautiful blonde girl came out to show everyone the table of cream pies she made. She was pretty, innocent with a busy chest and the clowns also came out and pied her with her pies. . This was last 60s and when we got color TV, I knew this was something special. The bubble baths started with Mr Bubble. Our sitter would give each one of us a bubble bath if our parents were out. Ahe kept making bubbles afros on my head and I would go under the bubbles all the time. She put bu bles on her head and I think I jad my first orgasm in those bubble baths around age 10 or 11. Them I saw movie stars like Doris Day , Elke Summer and Pam Anderson in huge outrageous bubble baths and I would always blow a load in my shorts. These fetishes continue through for 40 years and I'm lucky to have several women who truly enjoyed having fetish fun. A couple years ago, 2 female wam friends decided they needed to make me their sissy, sub bubble bath and Pie slut. It's lead to a whole new group of friends and experiences. At least 125 pies a year either on line or in person . Ts truly been great and a lot of fun and if any of you live in the CT - RT - NY area let's get togather and share some experiences....and pies!
My fetished started early. Pies in women face and bubble baths. We had a local TV show for kids on Saturday morning sponsored by a local bakery. Typical kids stuff, with clowns. But towards the end of the show a beautiful blonde girl came out to show everyone the table of cream pies she made. She was pretty, innocent with a busy chest and the clowns also came out and pied her with her pies. . This was last 60s and when we got color TV, I knew this was something special. The bubble baths started with Mr Bubble. Our sitter would give each one of us a bubble bath if our parents were out. Ahe kept making bubbles afros on my head and I would go under the bubbles all the time. She put bu bles on her head and I think I jad my first orgasm in those bubble baths around age 10 or 11. Them I saw movie stars like Doris Day , Elke Summer and Pam Anderson in huge outrageous bubble baths and I would always blow a load in my shorts. These fetishes continue through for 40 years and I'm lucky to have several women who truly enjoyed having fetish fun. A couple years ago, 2 female wam friends decided they needed to make me their sissy, sub bubble bath and Pie slut. It's lead to a whole new group of friends and experiences. At least 125 pies a year either on line or in person . Ts truly been great and a lot of fun and if any of you live in the CT - RT - NY area let's get togather and share some experiences....and pies!
I watched DEAD POETS SOCIETY and FRATERNITY ROW for the first time when I was around thirteen years old, and I realized then that there was definitely something about paddling (DPS and FR) and gunge (FR) that had an "effect" on me.
I think the DPS paddling scene also had an influence on my attraction to gray pants/slacks, and that the films together had an influence on my attraction to more "formalized" (DPS) and more "playful" (FR) paddling/spanking (as opposed to dad-son or other forms of role play).
Yes and yes but not until I was like older for both.
WAM started out as somewhat of a humiliation thing- I remember watching a game show and they pulled a lady out of the audience and she wound up getting slimed in a hoodie and jeans and she didn't even get slimed that much but I felt sorry for her because I thought she was going to have to go home all cold and slimy and wet.
Then I stumbled upon TopGunge while watching slime montages on YouTube and something about watching Lisa get full coverage in a gown in the Christmas special previews hit a nerve (?) inside of me and then I just straight up started googling "slimed in evening gown/wedding dress/prom dress" which had me free falling into the world of WAM.
And then the first day of school one year I had an absolute milf of a homeroom teacher who came in wearing a maxi dress and a jean jacket, and the dress was the classic striped tank dress with a scoop neck that was just a liiiitle too long so it touched the floor on her. For whatever reason that turned me on so I went home, googled "slimed in maxi dress" and the rest was history.
For maxi dresses:
Whether WAM made me think they were hot or whether I had a thing for them beforehand has always been a subject of the debate for me. I remember being at church one time in the late summer on a Sunday afternoon, waiting to go up for communion and I liked to people watch and the lady standing next to two rows up had a jean jacket and maxi skirt with some sort of pattern on it, but what caught my eye was that the skirt was long enough that when she stood still it puddled on the ground a good bit. I remember diverting my attention because I didn't want to stare but out of the corner of my eye I saw her go up for communion, look back up and realize the skirt is actually a dress with a scoop neck. And I was very turned on.