Kinky_Mr messaged me that it would be nice if I'm going to share how my boyfriend introduced me to WAM

The story goes like this...
My boyfriend and I started dating 2 years ago. He casually asked me "swimsuit or bikinis?", I was never asked this question ever in my life. Thinking that this was just a random question, I answered bikinis. I prefer bikinis because my "assets" really look good in bikinis. He then told me that he prefer swimsuit (thong swimsuit specifically). I didn't bother to dig deeper, I just let it go.

Few more weeks, he asked me if I have any weird fetishes. I actually laughed it out thinking that "What fetish is not weird anyway? Fetish are suppose to be weird, right?". I told him that I am aware about some kinks and fetishes (bdsm, foot, armpits). I can sense that he has a "confession" to make. He told me that he likes messy things - covered in mess. He showed me pictures of him covered in eggs and treacle. He asked me my opinion about it - if I weirded out or something. Well, I don't. He then explained why he likes being messy, it dates back to his childhood. To him being messy is breaking limits. And breaking that limit makes him feel naughty. Aside from that reason, he also find the texture nice. He also find tight clothing while being messy is a great combo (more like turning him on)

Hearing about WAM is new to me and curiosity was the first thing that kicks in. So me having a curious mind, I started to research about it: How it all started? What triggers it for it to be pleasurable? What makes it pleasurable?
I am also willing to try it to understand WAM/sploshing

One time, I asked him what was last 5 porn site he visited and one of it is UMD. That's how I learned this site.
He loves sending links of photos/post from this site and there's this one time that he sent a link that is viewable for members only. I messaged him, "Oh you have an account in UMD". He started to panic. It feels like I'm not suppose to know about it. I feel like he is not ready to share it with me yet and I respected that.

I kept on telling him that I would like to do it with him. But words are empty without action. My very first session was with only 500 ml of honey. Starting with small quantity. It was a mess (literally!) I opened my eyes and shit happened. I learned not to open your eyes while doing messy session (I definitely learned it the hard way). Even after this, I'm still willing to try it again. I know I did it incorrectly and I would like to rectify it

When he gifted me that blue swimsuit, I took that opportunity to put it out on a test - a very messy one. I bought a liter of honey. I actually like it more than my first one. I like the smell of it. This time I had enough maple syrup, I like how it poured down from my head down to my body. I like the slippery feeling when I rubbed it all over my body. I tell you it's a new sensation. Messy, slippery and sexy. With that blue swimsuit and being covered in honey, I feel that I'm irresistible... That I'm a hot mess

When we got the chance to do a messy session, I told him that we are going to the nearest wholesale store and we will buy all his heart desires. First, he just put a tray of 30 eggs inside our cart but I really insisted to buy more. Hence, we ended up with 5 dozen of eggs.
The things I told him while we are at the store:
"oh they have a big jug of caramel, strawberry and chocolate sauce. Which one do you like? Just the chocolate? How about the caramel?"
"maple syrup! Let's get some maple syrup"
"is this all that you want?" (I asked him this probably 1000x)

I was really excited to do our very first messy session. For me it was a very memorable one.

Hearing him moan every time he pour something over me turns me on
The sensation of dripping liquids
Slippery feeling all over my body
Having no clue of what will be poured next
The smell of honey and chocolate syrup
His hands all over me

And I would love to do it again. I would say that great mess comes with a great clean up