Anyone ever have something that could of turned out as a great wam opportunity but it didnt happen because u got nervous and now all u want is to go back to that time and do it? Here is my example. So i was hanging out with this chick one time when i was in high school about 4 years ago now. We were driving around very bored and couldnt find anything to do. She was wearing flip flops btw and she took them off in the car and i also have a foot fetish and also love messy feet so anyway i drove to this park and we decided to get out. Keep in mind i parked by some mud on purpose cuz i wanted her to get her feet messy. :lovestruck: anyway i said lets get out so she stepped out of the car and she made a gasp as she stepped into the mud ahh i loved it and then she stomped around in it for a while and giggled and said this feels good i love walking barefoot in mud u should try it sometime i just laughed it off. We got back in the car and her cute little red toes all covered in mud and she said we should have a mud fight i got very excited (more than i already was) and i just froze so she asked again do u wanna have a mud fight and me being stupid and freaking out because i was so turned on i just said na not really and we hung out for a bit more then she went home. I cant believe i said that and didnt have the mud fight. It would of been so amazing and to this day i still kick myself for saying no and wishing i would get another chance to say yes. we are still friends and i still talk to her and i hope to one day get covered in mud with this girl. Anyway wondering if anyone else has had similar things happen?
Luv_Messy_Girls said: Anyway wondering if anyone else has had similar things happen?
Oh, yes! I feel your pain!
You're on the internet end of the spectrum. 40 years ago when I was dating, no one had heard of wam, and (as you may have heard several of us on here recite,) each of us felt that we had to be the only one in the world weird enough to get turned on by a pie in the face or women getting messy in various ways!
And as several have mentioned along the way, most of us were too embarrassed to say anything to anyone, particularly a young lady we were trying to impress, that getting messy turned us on! Even just a few short years ago, you experienced the same thing.
I have 3 different times that opportunities presented themselves and I could kick myself for letting them slip by!
One time I was with a lady that I had been dating for just a few months. We were sitting in her parent's living room, half-watching TV. On a TV in another room, I heard a teaser about the Anita Bryant pieing (1977 or so) on the news. So I asked her if we could watch the news, and we changed the channel. I didn't know if she had heard the teaser or not. After hearing the story and seeing the (now infamous) clip, she said that when she was a kid they had one of those Hasbro "Pie-Face" games. She said that they had so much fun and would laugh and giggle, and hope the next person got it, too! I almost died. Here she was handing me my "in", and I just couldn't make myself say anything! I think I was afraid to let her see how much it turned me on.
A couple of years later, I was dating a lady who went to a convention for work and after she came back she told me about how several of the ladies in her group jumped in the hotel pool with their clothes on. I was again so dumb-founded and embarrassed that I couldn't even bring myself to confirm if she did it or not. But she was laughing about it! In retrospect, I could have laughed and said something like, "I'll bet you'd look really hot all drenched in your clothes" and see what her reaction was. But no, I passed that one up, too!
Before those two episodes, I dated someone who was kind of silly and fun, and one night in her family's living room, we all watched "The Great Race"! ( I had seen it before, and was almost embarrassed to watch the end for fear of "enjoying" it too much!). But I could have used that as a stepping stone to suggesting some messy play, and I have a strong feeling that she might have gone for it!
STRIKE 3, AND YOU'RE OUT!
Since then, no opportunities have presented themselves. My wife and I just celebrated our 34th Wedding anniversary, but she hates wam. Not open to it in the least.
I guess the moral of the story is, if the opportunity strikes, GRAB IT!
If I was writing this to "Dear Abby", I'd be signing myself:
Yeah, I feel your pain, bro. Like Norman, I came of age before the Internet and didn't really think of a "WAM lifestyle" as a possibility. You're still young and you know what you want: that puts you way ahead of where I was. Don't give up!
I actually had a woman I had been dating declare "I like mud" over the phone to me. When I tried to indicate that I did too, she wailed "you can't!", as if there wasn't room for the two of us in that fantasy. It's all about chemistry. Instead, she liked to talk for two hours - often whining and groaning. You were lucky in that you at least had the good sense to drive to mud. It's only a small distance to actually jumping in.
Sweem said: I actually had a woman I had been dating declare "I like mud" over the phone to me. When I tried to indicate that I did too, she wailed "you can't!", as if there wasn't room for the two of us in that fantasy. It's all about chemistry. Instead, she liked to talk for two hours - often whining and groaning. You were lucky in that you at least had the good sense to drive to mud. It's only a small distance to actually jumping in.
Yes im hoping we get a chance to hang out this spring right when it gets warm enough and everything is all muddy and maybe ill suggest a walk in the woods and see where it goes from there hoping for the best and a nice and messy 2015.
When I was a young teenager I recall gazing longingly at a gooey mud puddle while sitting next to my crush. I think I expressed regret that I couldn't get out to pick up the pennies guys had thrown there (to get some "poor schmuck" to go and get messy in so they would have someone to tease/bully). When I was asked why I didn't by the boy, I explained that I didn't want the teasing (let's just say it was bad enough as it was), that I didn't have a change of clothes available, and it was too cold.
I don't completely regret jumping into that situation, but it's the story I could think of off the top of my head