Most Memorable Messy or Muddy Experience

Do any of you Guys have a particularly memorable messy or muddy experience that you would love to recreate?

I can still remember my most memorable experience vividly and I'd love to see the experience recreated.

Being of a that generation who remembers a time before the Internet, Messy and Muddy experiences were rare, and this one was not only my first real introduction to WAM but my most memorable. I still think about it today and although I've now seen countless muddy scenarios on the Internet, created by some fantastic producers (including Heather Blake, MPV, Brooke Madison. Messy Girl, Violet Vixen to name a few) I've yet to see a reproduction of my first experience.

I first met my wife Mel (my partner in WAM) when we were 18 years old. Mel has 2 brothers who are 4 and 5 years older than us and at the time were in the armed forces. We lived in the Midlands, UK at the time and so the nearest coast was around 100 miles away. Therefore, on the occasional sunny Sunday a popular spot for a bit of sunbathing and swimming was the local Shardlow Quarry & Gravel Pits. There was a large lake with sandy shores. Adjacent to the lake was a huge quarry mud pit created by a gravel processing discharge pipe. If you've ever experienced quarry mud it can appear quite still and innocuous, the surface often being a sandy brown colour but the mud underneath is often a dark dirty grey colour.

On this particular Sunday Mel's brothers and 4 of their friends were home on leave so the 4 friends asked Mel, her sister-in-law Sharon and I if we wanted to spend the afternoon at the Quarry, which sounded like fun.

When we arrived, there were about a dozen other guys and girls there sunbathing and swimming. We all stripped down to swimming gear and lay down to relax. After a while the Guys asked us if we wanted to go for a swim. Sharon and I agreed but Mel declined because she was wearing her new peach and white striped bikini. We had our swim then as the guys were getting out of the water, they were commenting on what a killjoy Mel was being.

Suddenly without notice the 4 guys each grabbed Mel by the wrists and ankles and started carrying her towards the water. Mel was protesting loudly thinking she was going to get her new bikini wet when the guys made a diversion towards the mud pit. When I saw this my heart was pounding in my chest and Mel's protests got lounder and more desperate. You could hear here shouting NO, NO GUYS DON'T PLEASE".

When they reached the edge of the mud pit the guys began swinging her 'Leg and a Wing' style and on the count of 3 they launched her up and out about 3 metres away from the shore. Mel hit the mud on her back, and what happened next was both shocking and spectacular, she disappeared completely under the mud with a huge splodge.
About 2 seconds later she surfaced and struggled to stand up, she was completely and utterly coated in the thick, sticky grey quarry mud. It was in her ears, up her nose and covering her eyes and mouth. The mud was so thick and gloopy that her features and body were completely unrecognisable. When standing the mud came up to her mid thighs so was about 750mm deep. A huge roar went up from the crowd and the 4 guys were laughing hysterically. It took Mel about 5 minutes to wade and crawl to the bank and I jogged over to help her out of the mud pit, all the while people were taking photos of her.
She then spent about 10 minutes scraping the mud off and went for a swim to wash herself down.
Once clean she started whinging and moaning expletives at the guys. It was obvious what was going to happen next, the guys grabbed her wrists and ankles again, marched her to the edge of the mud pit and launched her in again, whilst being encouraged by all the other guys and girls.
Although after the second time she stopped whinging the scene was set and throughout the afternoon as soon as she cleaned herself up the guys launched her into the mud pit again.

This happened 5 times in total during the afternoon. She was eventually resigned to her fate and as they were carrying her for yet another dunking, she remained motionless just pleading "NO, NO, GUYS, NOT AGAIN. As a conaolation Sharon was thrown into the mud pit just once.

Needless to say, her bikini was ruined. However, 12 months later we were married and are still together to this day. It was quite a few years before I told her of my fetish for mud and messy and how turned-on I was when it was happening. There have been many occasions where I have gotten Mel into situations where she has ended up extremely muddy or messy and gunged but I've never had the opportunity to recreate our first and most spectacular experience. Mel does occasionally regale me by verbally recreating the experience for me, including telling me what was going through her mind at the time, and how she felt.
On a final note: There were lots of photos taken of her on the day but at the time I never dared ask anyone for a copy of them, so I've never seen them but I'm sure they're out there somewhere.

Thanks to Freddy for recalling this event. What a pity there were no photos.
His wife Mel is a great sport and from his photos you can see that this event did nothing to stop her being messed again.

It is rare to see WAM in public in real life. But I do remember two occasions that i saw.


As an impressionable teenager, I remember coming home for secondary school. It had been a warm and sunny day and nobody had been wearing their school jackets.
Shortly after I got home, a heavy rainstorm started.
Then I saw a girl who lived up my street. She had been caught in the rain. She was wearing her school uniform. White blouse and navy skirt, but no jumper or jacket.
She was drenched. Her clothes were plastered to her body.
Her blouse was almost see through, and i could clearly see her bra and a hint of nipple.
(This was of course very exciting for me as a teenager).

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Another time I vividly recall seeing a young woman in a business suit getting properly messy.

I was working in the north of England in the late 1980's or early 1990's. I worked in an office on the High Street of a village a few miles out of the main town. One lunchtime I left to buy a sandwich and was met with a wonderful sight.
A girl (in her early 20's) from one of the local businesses was tied up to a road sign outside my office. She had been captured by her workmates. Perhaps it was a few days before her wedding (or before she was leaving work at that office). She probably was a secretary or clerical worker as she was wearing a business skirt suit, blouse and heels.
As well as tying her up, her workmates had covered her hair and face with eggs, flour, custard and treacle. I remember in particular that they had squirted ketchup, mustard and mayonnaise all over her body. (This was a long time ago, but it left me with a clear memory of an event that I loved to see.)
To add to her embarrassment, they'd pulled her skirt down to her ankles, where she could not reach, due to the way she was tied up. Due to the fashion of the time, she was wearing stockings and suspenders.
More ketchup and mayo had been squirted over her legs and knickers, back and front.
She might in some ways have welcomed more muck covering her panties, as I recall that these were quite 'skimpy'. I am not sure if the mess covered her more or just pointed to the sexy undies. It was even possible to see her pussy hairs peeping out of the side of her panties.
She was left tied to the post on the High Street for all to see for about two hours, before being walked home by her colleagues. Drivers were honking their horns as they passed her.
She seemed to not know where to look, as you might imagine.
This was a tradition in that part of the country at the time.
It must have been good for any man who worked with her, to see the total embarrassment and the trashing of a woman he knew. It would be great to know that when she returned to, you would be able to remember how mucky she has looked, compared to her one-again clean appearance.
WHAT A PITY. Smart phones did not exist back then and I did not have a camera to record this wonderful event.
How wonderfully humiliating for her.

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That latter gungeing was similar (but not anything like as messy) as the current tradition in Scotland called 'Blackening the Bride'. I wrote a forum post about that a few years ago.
https://umd.net/forums/blackening-of-brides
Very filthy and very humiliating.
I would love to know if any other members have ever seen a blackening.

That's kind of a dick move tbh. Always do a depth check before jumping into a mud pit (or throwing in someone against their will ), you never know what could be lurking underneath.

It was a popular swimming spot and others had been in the mud pit during the day so the depth was known it was just that they hadn't been thrown in in such spectacular fashion

Any chance of a new session with Mel? Those relentless gungings in the bath were always a favourite. It'd be great to see her take a few pies in the face - quite a few, in fact.

Back in the day I was at mud volleyball tourny, by the end of the day the mud was just spectacular. very thick, shin deep, very clingy. Opposite of brown water. I'm hanging out in the mud just kicking back, I overhear these people on the side how they want to jump in and alligator roll me. They were chatting and laughing, unfortunetly they got distracted. I wish they hadn't been.