Carol had been preparing for this day for months. Not only saving her money but shopping very selectively. Now everything was ready. The day before she had taken her car in for a valet so it was now gleaming. She went out and placed a designer shoppi...

It is a fairly normal morning in the Cyprus Office. The office seems busy but not frantic, there seems a relaxed air to the place. This suits Vanessa the receptionist and office manager for the smallish Robin operation. Vanessa is at her desk on rec...

After her adventures in the mud Carol vowed never again. It had taken her almost a month to clear up. The car was easier than she expected as the mud had dried and was reasonably easy to get out but it had got into all the switches which were a devil...

"And now I am leaving and I have never set you up for a messy prank!" Exclaims Daria. "You mean that time you tripped and pushed that cherry flan in my face really was an accident?" "Yes! Totally!" "Wow." Murmurs Ira wondering at her own bad luck....

My buddy decided that he wanted to try out some new recipes, so he invited me over one morning. I told him that I had a lot of work to do for one client. He begged me and promised that it wouldn't take that long, "Get ready for work first. Then, s...

Jonah glanced at the clock on the dash and groaned. He knew traffic was going to be bad, but he had at least hoped he was going to have time to run home to put on his costume. Some quick math told him that wasn't going to happen. This was his first j...

The air in the Late Night with Callum Hart studio hummed with electric, impossible possibility. Nineteen-year-old Elara sat on the plush velvet sofa, bathed in the blinding white light of a hundred cameras, the very picture of overnight success. Her...

Hark, good folk, and lend thine ears to a tale most riotous, spun from the heart of the Willow Glen Renaissance Festival, where the air doth hum with lutes, the scent of roasted turkey legs, and the clamor of merrymakers clad in velvets and jerkins!...

I wrote a bit of a longer story with WAM as the central theme. It's about 83,000 words so I think perhaps a bit long for what this forum will allow, but I experimentally pasted it below and it seems like it worked. Anyways, I should warn that you hav...

As I stood there facing David I could see him eying me up and down, paying particular attention to my now sopping wet jeans and growing puddle under my loafers. Did you just pour another beer down your jeans, he asked. In a way, I responded. He l...

It is a leaving party for a Daria as she leaves the Robin Office for a new job. Daria is a quiet girls and has never really taken part in the pranks and jokes of the office. But her leaving do is a lively affair and has been going on for a while. N...

Of course my buddy asks me to house sit for him in the middle of a heat wave. Even with the table fan blowing directly on me, it is too hot and humid for any clothes; I am sweating just laying in bed. I decide to go for a moonlight walk and since h...

Shannon looked down at his helmet.... It was filled with mud, and Brent had told him to put it back on...!!! He wanted to refuse, some small part of his brain, some small part in his head, was tellin' him, 'STOP... STOP....!!!!, JUST GET OUT...

"It's my year to pick the costumes, remember?" explained Stacy patiently as she stood in our living room with a mischievous smirk. I sighed, one look at her smoky eyes and sexy lips and I knew the debate was lost before it even began. I decided to ri...

As we sat there finishing our latest drink, I noticed it was going on 10 PM, in an hour or so the place would be filling up. I also noticed David was walking around us quite a bit, looking for empty glasses that were never there and asking Gary and...

Gary sat there looking at the full mugs of beer while the bartender just waited. The bar back mopping the floors stopped and told Gary that if he was going to do it, do it now while he had the mop out. Gary wasted no time and picked up one of the be...

Gary was shocked that I knew what WAM meant. He admitted he was very curious and even showered a couple times in his shorts and tshirt. Once he said he even joined his boyfriend in the shower still wearing his softball uniform, thinking it would b...

When I first came out I was living in a typical red state where the gay bars were in the worst parts of town. But I was young and they were fun and accepting places to have a few drinks and meet people. Typically at that age, no one even thought of...

Kate is a little older than me and as FWBs we occasionally engage in some WAM activities. She's a size 12, 34C breasts and size 4 feet. "Let's get messy" she text. Game on! We agreed to meet at our usual place. She greeted me wearing a short black l...

Brent stuffed the remains of Shannon's boxers inside one of his leather jacket pockets.... He wanted to keep it as a 'souvenir'...... But he was the 'King-of-the-Cock-Suckers', and knew he had to get to work....... Shannon's cock was just as beaut...

Brent slowly, and finally, pulled the last button open on Shannon's 'button-fly' 'C.H.P.' pants.... And he was pretty astonished and really amused at what he saw....... And Shannon was havin' the same kinda' thoughts, only in a totally different...

Fortunately for Brent and Shannon, the farm and construction site they were at, was at a fairly secluded place.... They were both standin' in the mud, Shannon still pretty much clean, while Brent was a total muddy, pie/cake/slopped wreck, an inc...

When Shannon was growin' up, when he was still just a little kid, startin' off in kindergarten, and then in 'grade-school', he found that some of his fellow students, (mostly the boys....), started to 'make-fun' of him because of his first name....

Even though 'C.H.P. Officer', 'Lieutenant Shannon O'Harlihan', was only in his mid twenties, he had risen through the 'ranks' of the 'C.H.P.' rather quickly.... He had always gotten wonderful 'feed-back' from the people he encountered, and nev...

The day was bright, with that clear sky that comes after several days of rain. The air smelled of wet earth and damp leaves, and the two friends, in their thirties, walked along the paths of the allotment, their beers still thrumming in their heads....