This is my first attempt at a story, so please let me know what you think of it. Sadly, it is a work of fiction. (C) Henry Wilcox Permission to post this on the internet is granted, provided this notice is left attached. * We danced most of...

This is my first attempt at a story, so please let me know what you think of it. Sadly, it is a work of fiction. (C) Henry Wilcox Permission to post this on the internet is granted, provided this notice is left attached. * It was the office...

Sarah Begins ============ (C) Henry Wilcox Permission to post this on the internet is granted, provided this notice is left attached. So there I was, sitting at home thinking about preparing dinner when the doorbell rang. It was a friend of mine,...

It’s 1:00 in the afternoon on a warm, sunny day in late May. A large crowd is gathering in Wyman Quad on the campus of Johns Hopkins University in Baltimore, Maryland. Rock music throbs from a sound system. Passersby look on with confused curiosity....

Note: Nicole "Nicki" Stevens and Suzanna "Suzi" Harrison are characters originating in stories I've not yet reposted on here. They were originally presenters of other messy TV shows. Nicki hosted a series called Goo Your Own Way, where celebrities...

II. DINNER FOR ONE The dining hall was nearly dark; it had been hours since the evening meal and the long tables were clear, waiting for tomorrow’s breakfast and the hungry students that would eat it. Hymenea hadn’t had much of an appetite at di...

I wrote this story as I was feeling a bit inspired tonight. This is a general WAM/sploshing fantasy of mine too, so if anybody wants to oblige please message haha :P (unfortunately it is completely based on my imagination rather than anything that h...

(To my pie in the face girl, wherever you are) I take you to a burlesque show. One moment we’re enjoying watching the buxom, tattooed girl gyrate and boom-boom across the stage in barely enough satin and feather to leave the imagine with something...

(Just an off-the-cuff scene in a shaving-cream mood) I rigged the game. We were playing a card game, "with consequences". The winner got to do anything to the loser. "Anything!", she exclaimed. "Great, lets play!" And, we played. And ve...

She was late for her own party. Down the hall of her apartment, her friends were already there, drinking their drinks and munching on munchies. She was made-up, but not dressed. "Crap. Now what?" She started flipping through her dresser drawe...

Sometimes, writing these stories can lead to contact from people about their pie or other WAM fetish. I'd posted a few stories on a couple of erotica sites and forgotten about them. One story was about a woman who attends a party and accidentall...

After many weekends of role-play and sex where my girlfriend got pied by me, she finally got her revenge on one awesome long Saturday. It was college, and we were all working as stagehands in the theater. My girlfriend, Pace, the dance major. Pet...

She came over to my place, up on the ocean side of the mountain. The backyard and patio faces a steep hill, and is bounded by tall California pines. The neighbors can't see in, and we can't see out. She's an executive who travels all over the w...

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...

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...

"WAM is a lifestyle", she said. "Well, I mean getting pied and slimed is a lifestyle. But it's very specific." I said, "Go on, tell me everything." She continued, "Well, when I'm at work or just out, the last thing I want is a pie in the face....

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! -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------...

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...

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...

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...

"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...

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...

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...

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...