My name is Judith. I’m tall, blond, blue-eyed, lesbian, boy-looking, clothes fetishist and mud lover. I’m to relate you the story of my life. I am born 18 years ago in a small village of France. This village is in a retired part of the country and ve...

Alix, Clara and Laurence are three good friends since ever. They are all fond of each other. They like to stay together and do silly things. They have some passions in common such as clothing, making love together, wrestling in mud, being messy, tear...

She is a nice looking girl of 25 years old. She is cute. Her long hair is of a true blond colour. She is blue-eyed, tall, well proportioned yet with tiny breast. She has a tremendous sex-appeal that makes most boys and men turn around her, but with s...

This is a fictional story I wrote a couple of years ago. I hope you enjoy it. A Chance Encounter, by Alan Bass © Copyright 2007, All Rights Reserved. Ann and I have tickets to see a show at a small Jazz club up in Berkeley on Friday night. Wh...

This is the first in a series of stories I wrote a while back. This story is a work of fiction. Some of the locations described in this series are real, but the rest is just a pleasant fantasy. I'll post more of the series from time to time. I ho...

alright. im by no means a writer of any kind. infact its prolly my worst area. but i have to tell my story from last night. first of all im bored at work typing this from my driod phone so forgive the style or typos you may see. a few months back...

This story did not turn out quite as I had intended. Although it started in accordance with my plan to write out an old fantasy of mile by the time I'd set the scene I was enjoying thinking up a whole new one. Perhaps I'll write that old idea up late...

Hi, I’m Marine. I love another girl whose name is Isabel. She’s cute with blond hair cut very short. She looks like a boy, also because she has such tiny breast. She likes to clothe with boy clothes. She wears training trousers and sweat shirts, snea...

After the last shoot had finished, Emma had teased him for a while for her ‘behind the scenes’ part of the video, pushing his face into her chest, cupping the pooled gunge in her hands and pouring it over different parts of him, revelling in his dis...

It was a warm summer day pretty much just like any other when Caroline, a blond haired goddess with a buxom and curvaceous hourglass figure, set out through the flourishing overgrown fen that lay behind her home. Heading towards her favorite mud hole...

A Dream Cum True I It was on a day just like any other when Candy’s dream of being bedded by her internet pen pal, a brown haired and sky blue eyed Dark Lord and two legged dear hunter, known to her and the rest of the gang on My-Journal as Dab...

I. CHARMS CLASS “As we discovered in our last session,” Professor Boris Shaghorn lectured, “making oneself invisible is one of the trickiest spells to pull off. Now that you have had a chance to practice its technique, who would like to demonstr...

Late last year my young lady and I had a falling out in circumstances like those described here. Her eye wandered while she was studying, miles away from me, and things were never the same afterwards. I am by no means a dominant or a vengeful person,...

Take my wife Mindy, for example. My friends were surprised when I settled down with a “big girl,” but I knew she was the one for me, and the first Christmas we spent together as newlyweds convinced me that I had made the right choice. It was mid-mo...

Well, my moment finally as here. I was going to finally fufill my dream of working on set for a wam video site! A friend on UMD gave me the the tip and I looked into it. I was new to the area, but had a good house in a safe neighborhood and a job in...

Hi, I’m Mariko, I’m Japanese and I’m going to relate you a story that happened as I were with my cute cousin Elin of Sweden. She is as blond as I’m black of hair. I’m living in Kashima where the Gatalympics take place once a year during the widest ti...

This is a story about women mud bowl. This sport is very popular in the USA. But it begins to be played in Europe too and especially in a very rainy country: Belgium. I will tell you about it. Several girls of about 18 years old are friends since...

This is a work of pure FICTION, and was written in collaboration between “Sally F” and “Clownsnap” All references to people alive or dead are purely intentional. This story contains Random Pies, Mess, Custard and Sex, if you are of a nervous...

When we last saw Sal, she was walking home dripping custard and soup down her legs. Now here is the promised 2nd chapter................................................................... SWITCH WRITERS…………………….Clownsnap Takes up the story…....

In the last chapter Sally had just screen tested for Mr Clown and discovered she had a passion for WAM. Chapter Three. The final chapter. - Boldly going, we we all love going.. In the mess! SWITCH WRITERS………………Sally Takes up the...

I’m Vero. I like mud. My girl friend Violette is also a mud lover. We live together since a long time and are very fond of the other. I’m Belgian and she is English. We have met at a Festival in Belgium. We were both 18 at this time. That was very mu...

Two girls are walking hand in hand in the forest. They wear cute rubber boots, each of them is also wearing a polyamide bib that is from the brand Kway. They also wear jackets of the same brand and of the same colour under the bib. They are French gi...

Another fiction story from the keyboard of Sally F. Penned while watching Wales V France. COME ON BOY'OS Gill Weston was tired, she had a long day at work, and not had her lunch break. Stopping off at her local deli, she looked at the...

The Bake & Cake Sale. A work of Fiction written by Sally Forth. Sammie was eighteen and still lived at home with her mum and dad in Cambridgeshire. She was out of work, having lost her job in the last round of cost cutting at the local facto...

Chiddington Summer Fete A Wet Story work of fiction by Sally Forth. Ten committee members had turned up for the meeting chaired by Rev John Torridge. The Reverend Torridge was desperately trying to gain back the confidence of his flock e...