2 Dear Reader: this is a - mud-patch -ashpit - compost heap - wanking story. You were warned…
I didn’t put on my shoes to go outside; the garden is just lovely on warm evenings like this after a storm. There are little traces of last night’s going... |
1 You arrive and knock on my door, and I open and let you into the house.
You're wearing a summer sundress and panties (you know.. "knickers"!), and nothing else, because I asked you to. And as you walk into the living room, feeling just a little v... |
14 Heads up.... This is my fantasy that I wrote, and I've decided I'm sharing. It's the kinkiest thing I've ever written so be warned! Lol!
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1 I do this thing that, it turns out, drives her instantly wild.
We were standing on the back patio of her house. Her yard has privacy fences, a swimming pool, and a small lawn. It was a very warm night, and she was wearing a casual dress – the kin... |
9 Yesterday was insane. It started off horribly with me being roped into an alumni volunteer benefit at my old high school. I've told my friend Kellie a million times I have no interest in being part of these ridiculous never ending fund raisers. As... |
1 They were in a great hotel room, downtown and modern. The shower was a large, square opening with black tile and a tricky design.
He said, "Hey, get in the shower, and I'll come by in a minute and turn it on."
She smiled, "Ok!"
She took of... |
1 "I actually have something for you", she said, "but I shouldn't give it to you."
I looked down at her (she was about three inches shorter than me). "You shouldn't? Why not?"
"Well", she shrugged, "it could get messy."
I said, "What's a littl... |
1 The Food Fight Party
A surge of nervous, horny excitement shot through my body as I negotiated the evening rush hour traffic of a warm Friday in early June. My heart leaped into my throat in anticipation and my cock throbbed, subtly softening and... |
5 We'd dated for a while, and on most weekends she'd drive up to my place and I'd make dinner, open a bottle of wine (or two), and we'd end up in my bedroom and bathroom doing all sorts of wonderfully filthy things with each other.
Sometimes we'd b... |
Reposted from my main blog with a few tiny alterations.
I’ve seen WAMmers talk about gunge like this great unspeakable thing that no non-WAMmer could ever appreciate in the slightest. In my experience, this simply isn’t the case. Of course, doing... |
4 I have never wammed with paint yet, though I did go as far as buying a gallon of red school paint a couple months ago. Just waiting on the right time and place for that to happen. I love so many of the paint pics I see here on the UMD, and I want in... |
2 Bryan came home from running errands to find Stacy waiting for him at the door wearing nothing but a black lace bra, G-string and garters. As usual, Bryan's attention was riveted by her perfect breasts that seemed to be bursting from her bra.
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2 A Google search for "shirtless guys" and "creamy pies" led me to a few Yahoo groups and some terrific pie guys. But finding my first mutual scene wasn't easy. One guy *only* wanted to give, another guy *only* wanted to receive, this dude wanted us... |
1 We’re soaking in a hot bubble-bath together. It’s our second bath, so the water is fairly clean. We are feeling intensely relaxed, as you might imagine.
“Next time, we need a mirror on the ceiling.” Nancy says, stretching like a cat and sliding so... |
13 Im not a writer by any means so please take it easy on me. I'm just wanting to share my first experience with wam and the story of how i arrived here :-)
My first pie
We laid in bed in my messy tiny efficiency apartment. All cuddled up after afte... |
2 For those in a ‘hurry’: two pages of talking then 11 pages of very dirty fucking. Scroll on down .
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Nancy slips back into our bed carefully cradling two mugs of tea, and props herself up on pillows beside me. I smile at her as I wrap my finger... |
2 The little boat dock could be reached from the lower garden. If you knew where to find the gap in the screening rhododendrons you could step down from mossy green stillness into the full warm light of afternoon. The two row boats tied to the dock flo... |
1 Of course, she knew the perfect place to share a kinky mudfight:
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“On past the reservoir there’s a holding pool about 20 metres into the woods, and it was pretty silted up the last time I went up there.”
“Which was…?” I asked.
“When I was a... |
6 The fucking pool is fucking flooded. Don’t laugh.
After reading the note the contractors had left, I walk down to see for myself. The site where the pool is going is well back from house and I gratefully kick off my heels before I cross the lawn,... |
3 The stereo was on loud when Brad got home. Sammi was at the kitchen sink finishing up with washing some pots from the previous night's dinner. She hadn't even heard Brad come into the house and seemed to be in another place, glancing out of the windo... |
As mention in my previous blog, my sister-in-law was invited to her friend's 30th birthday party. Her friend wanted to have a childrens based messy party involving pies and gunge. There were only 2 of them attending the party as the rest of their f... |
1 PLAYING IN THE MUD...
Emma felt her heart leap into her throat as she stepped out of Fischer Residence Hall and began the five minute walk to Wheaton College’s athletic field. She could feel the bikini clinging to her body under a loose T shirt a... |
1 I hear a call coming from the bedroom telling me to come in. I open the door and the room is pitch black. The the door shuts behind me and immediately hands take me from behind and are grab my chest and thigh. Susan lets out a giggle so I know it’s h... |
I collected my sister-in-law Monica, from work on Friday to take her to a hospital appointment, she was wearing a black Dare2b Searchlite Waterproof jacket, it has mesh lining, a short black skirt, thick black tights and a pair of ankle boots, the ja... |
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