This time I want to write about another gf I had in the mid to late 90's. This one I almost married but did not. I will spare you the details on our long relationship and get right to some of the good stuff. Her name was Karen. While we were engaged, I mentioned to her about wrestling in mud. She was pretty much up for mud wrestling after we got married and we often talked about it. We also talked about oil wrestling and hitting each other with pies. We never got to do that but we did do a couple of things though.
One day I was over at her house on a Saturday afternoon. Her mother was gone on a weekend trip and her dad was in the house watching TV. We decided to go out and wash her Mustang and my truck. We changed into clothes that we did not care about getting wet. She wore a t-shirt and a pair of tan culottes and underneath she had a bra and panties on. I was wearing a t-shirt and some swim trunks. We started washing the truck and her car. I couldn't hold back anymore and at some point I took the hose and sprayed her right on her breasts. She said that she did not care about getting wet and so I did what any other red-blooded American boy would have done and started spraying her some more. Needless to say there wasn't a dry inch on her. She had long hair that went to her mid back, almost to her butt and it got drenched. Her hair and her butt eventually did get drenched. I made sure of it. Her t-shirt got soaking wet. She did not have big breasts but they were enough to stand out against that wet t-shirt. Her wet t-shirt just clung to her body as I continued to get her wet. Her culottes were also clinging to her butt and thighs and I could make out her wet panty lines. At one point I took the hose and just sprayed her butt until I was satisfied that it was wet enough. She really looked good getting wet. Well as things would have it, she took the hose from me and sprayed me down from head to toe. I stood there and took it like a man and was dripping wet also. I will not be shy nor will I lie and say that I did not get a hard on because I did and she noticed, of course, and said it did not bother her. We washed the vehicles and then rinsed them and each other off. I think we played in the water more than we washed the car and truck. If memory serves me right I think we even played with the soap. It was really fun getting soaking wet and soapy together that day.
Another thing we did was showered together. We were in her apartment one day when I visited her from Florida and we were bored as all get out (a little southern U.S. expression). I suggested that we play some in the shower in our swimwear. She was hesitant at first, with us not being married yet. I told her she could wear some panties under her bathing suit and my purple t-shirt. She finally decided to do it and we went and changed. I wore some swim trunks and no t-shirt and she came out wearing a one-piece bathing suit in a fruit design (I still remember that bathing suit). I loved to have eaten where the grapes were on it! She also wore my purple t-shirt that she had. We stepped in the shower and turned the water on. I got under the water first and started throwing water at her. I kept throwing water at her until she had enough and she got under the water. The t-shirt turned dark purple as it got wet and began clinging to her body. I made sure I smoothed it out over her wet butt. Her bathing suit looked good too. I had seen her in it before when we went to an amusement park that also had a water park. She wore it that day and once or twice or twenty times we stood in line to go down one of the waterslides she was standing on the step in front of me and her butt was right in my face. Anyway back to the shower, her long hair was drenched and she had slicked back the way I like it. Girls with mid back to long hair are real turn-ons for me, especially when I see them wet and slicked back. We kissed a lot and I wanted to let my hands wander up and down her slick body but did not. I sat down in the tub and once again her cute butt was right in my face. Remember her bathing suit had a fruit design on it and there were those grapes again, in the right place where I wanted to taste them. She turned around and I rubbed my face against her wet butt cheeks and it felt really good. I had been hard since we got in the shower and turned the water on and again, she didn't mind a bit. We stayed in the shower and played and kissed. We got out and dried off and changed back into our clothes and then I had to leave and go back to Florida because I was in school.
I did buy her another bathing suit, a black one-piece and she wore it to the beach one time when we were down in North Carolina visiting my mother. Karen looked really good in that bathing suit and her butt fit right in that suit. She had a butt that fit right in any kind of bathing suit.
Unfortunately, we broke up and did not get married. Our time together was 3 and a half years but our getting wet was short lived. Although I still wonder how far we would have gone in WAM if we had stayed together. It wasn't about my WAM fetish that did it, but another reason. In short, her over-bearing mother broke us up. Oh well, Karen's loss!