~~ A big thank you to everyone who messaged me about either being caught masturbating or catching someone else masturbating. I am sad to report that no one admitted to either. On the other hand, each reader who messaged me asked the same compell...

(This is my first time writing something like this, so if there are any major errors, or ways it could be done better, please feel free to leave a comment, or leave a comment if you liked it.) Part 1. Introductions The door opened and light peeked...

Open Day - The Aftermath The Tuesday after Open Day the pool was closed in the morning for essential maintenance. The staff all met together for a rare team meeting. With the pool under total closure until after lunch, this was the first time that Ka...

Mel's Swimming Lesson. Katie woke up with a start. She was only sleeping for short spells, but her sleep was deep and dreamy. Kevin was tucked in snugly against her, and constantly she glanced at him to remind herself that he was there. She wasn't at...

Wetlook Sighting At The Lake in 1998. I was eighteen years old. The Nike Air Jordan XIII's were the basketball shoe to get. Later that year I drove down to another swimming area at a different lake late in the season when the weather was cooling down...

On a warm summers night we walk home and as a joke i persuade you to take a shortcut down the lane via a farmyaredknowing that despte the dry day it will be very muddy.. As the lane reaches the bottom of the hill we start to meet puddles and before y...

Katie's Great Temptation. A week after Katie did her mini Drench the Wench together with Mel, she was on a late shift by herself. She had her black bikini on under her t-shirt and skirt. The pool had been exceptionally busy all afternoon and early e...

*The name of the man in this story has been changed because I wrote this without his consent or knowledge. This happened in June 2014 and a couple of times since. "You HAVE TO go to the quarry with me," said Johnny, his eyes twinkling, pleading, ho...

Foul Play! Copyright Mr Andrew Wilcock 2018 Andrew Wilcock asserts the moral rights to be identified as the author of this work. This story is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed within are a work of the aut...

After the apparent demise of the last incarnation of the WAM Story Archive, I decided to post more of my stories here beginning with the rest of the "Chronicles" series I completed. I have gone into a retirement of sorts, so don't expect anything ne...

Ben was turning 24. His mate Jeremy worked for a small tv studio, and had got them tickets for a new show. After a quick bite, they headed down to the studio where there was a line for ticket holders to get in. As they got to the front, beside the ti...

The Wetgalfan Chronicles: Chapter 3 The Damsel in Distress (Wetgalfan's note: I've made a point to stress that a lot of these stories is embellishment to make them interesting. A word of warning that while this one is based on a real event, a lot...

I reach for a shovel I hid in the hedge earlier and shovel mud over the front off her dress the weight of mud on her heaving breastssoaking though the now ruined lime coloured dress. I cover her neck and bare shoulders then each arm and hand. She smi...

I had an exboyfriend deputymanager of a restaurent and he was lets face ir "a bit of a pussy" A couple of times I went there and just didn't pay.I was dressed for a hot date iwth a blue asymetricdress, blue heels, black stockings and my best silk u...

I heard the manager say"she has curdled the milk I think we should sweeten her a bit" Next waitress behind me pours syrup down inside the back of my dress as it glides over my skin and my dress becomes sticky. My dress was lifted and my panties pulle...

The Wetgalfan Chronicles: Chapter 4 The Damsel is a Freak (Wetgalfan's note: I've made a point to stress that a lot of these stories is embellishment to make them interesting. A word of warning that while this one is based on a real event, a lot o...

The Wetgalfan Chronicles: Chapter 5 Swimming with Lisa (No Sex) Once I figured out there were so many places around Ft. Campbell where I could swim in clothes without feeling self-conscious, I always found ways to make it happen. I often even went...

The Wetgalfan Chronicles: Chapter 6 Labor Day with Mary Beth As I mentioned in our previous chapter, Mary Beth knew I was coming up for Labor Day and arranged to have Saturday off from her lifeguard job at Dietz. At first I figured it was so we co...

The Wetgalfan Chronicles: Chapter 7 Fun with Lisa I didn't waste any time. Now that I knew for sure that Mary Beth still didn't want to be exclusive and she knew I really didn't. I called Lisa on Sunday from my parents' house and asked what she w...

The Wetgalfan Chronicles: Chapter 8 More Fun with Lisa A little after one o'clock a handful of cars and trucks pulled into the water slide parking lot. Connie got out of the passenger side of an older Dodge pickup driven by a teenager who looked t...

The Wetgalfan Chronicles: Chapter 9 Being with Lisa is Always Fun We had had the little recreation area all to ourselves ever since we arrived, which was fortunate considering what we had just been doing in the back of the car with all the windows...

The Wetgalfan Chronicles: Chapter 10 Back to the Dam I didn't have to worry about staying awake for C.Q. on Sunday. Lisa being on my mind made me lose a lot of sleep. I did however, have to struggle to keep my mind on what I was supposed to be do...

The Wetgalfan Chronicles: Chapter 11 Our Timing was Lousy Prologue I apologize in advance if this runs long. This prologue is going to cover nearly nine months of our relationship before the wettest and messiest part began. However, you have to...

It was my first responsible job as an assistant to a legal secretary.and I dressed conservatively and formally in white top, black skirt, black tights and black heels.It was a good job with good extra benefits but one thing I didn't understand was a...

This is my first wet and messy fantasy that I remember spending time working out for myself; sadly I didn't write it down at the time and I created it so long ago I nearly forgot about it. Then I remembered, while chatting to someone on here, so I de...