Preface: This is a series of a few connected scenes, and basically a (wam) male-fantasy. The woman's perspective is from a conversation I had with a kinkster friend; I'd asked her how she'd seduce someone with the same fetish. I swapped her fetish fo...

You pull out your phone and check the text that he sent you for what must be the third or fourth time since you arrived - this is definitely the right house, though you can see no signs of movement within. You're five minutes early, and don't dare go...

This is based on a real experience, when a woman I was dating brought her own pie for "dessert" (fully knowing what I was going to do with it). The dialogue, banter, and reaction is fictionalized. *** I noticed the red-head at the pastry co...

The large crowd gathering in Georgetown University’s lush, leafy Copley lawn cheered in anticipation as the first trash can was lifted over the massive blue tarp. It tipped. A 50 gallon blob of thick, smooth, cool chocolate pudding dumped onto the ta...

This one is an edit of a commissioned scene I wrote for someone in the entertainment business. Needless to say, there are a hell of a lot of embellishments here, but the seeds of the fantasy were hers. (And she did have pie-play on her dating site f...

A few years before i realised i had a fetish about jackets/coats, i was 14years old, early ninties, went swimming on a Wednesday evening with the scouts and i was going for my Advanced Swimmers Badge. There were 2 of us doing it on this occassion. W...

We were nervous. It wasn't as if we didn't want to do it - we'd seen something similar on youtube a few months earlier and liked the look of it and wanted to try it for ourselves. It just took a while to find somebody who was up for it. Jake was the...

My wife works weekends, my youngest sister-in-law, Monica, whom i was talking about in my last Blog, last one still living with parents, was getting a fitted wardrobe fitted on Saturday, so she asked if i could come through yesterday (Sunday) to help...

As Monica and i were walking through the park, while my son was way ahead on his bike, we were walking by the lake, or pond, in the summer they rent rowing boats and it has a small island which is only about 10-15 metres square with a small jeti. Mo...

Her name was Sarah. She was 18 years old...a senior at Laurel Park High School, a prestigious school in an affluent suburb of Chicago. From my first week in the new job as Director of Bands at Laurel Park we had developed a close, emotional student-t...

This story has been in my head for a while. I love well dressed women wet or muddy/messy in unexpected slapstick situations so much that i cd at times and roleplay these scenarios. I received a new outfit from ebay last week and as soon as tried on...

Hi there, that's the small story to the pic's of the folder of the same title .... a few days before my g/f decided to change a brocken light in our bathroom. She said during the day it would be easier than doing that at night. Well, I said t...

COLLEGE CHALLENGE: CORNELL UNIVERSITY “Cornell...Are you ready to get MESSY?!” The voice of Josh, the hunky emcee, blasted from the sound system with a metallic edge. It was immediately met with an earsplitting cheer from the crowd packing Co...

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...

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...

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...

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...

Onscreen is a pretty, well-endowed girl with thick, jet-black hair. Her wide-eyed expression is accentuated by heavy black eyeliner; a black leotard and a pair of furry black cat ears complete the anime cat girl look. She smiles. “Konnichiwa, ever...

This is another wam story I fantasize about. My favorite aspect of wam is a woman in her nicest clothes getting wet, muddy or messy suddenly in some in-public, slapstick scenario. Usually I pretend woman is a non-wammer, all humiliated and peeved a...

Anthony comes home to his lover Susan spread on the bed wearing and elegant white dress. She’s as pretty as can be. Her hair is perfect, her makeup is just right, and she looks gorgeous as if she’s ready to go out for an evening on the town. But the...

This is my first wam fantasy story. It is purely fictional. I hope one day I get to write stories based on my own experiences. (Skip ahead to the next part if you just want to get to the mess or don't like depressing stuff, but don't go asking me que...

Hi ya I was reading some of my messages last night and got a little heated up. It was getting late so I logged out and decided to go to bed. My partner is on night shift this week, so I decided to watch a horny porny, and dream about our last se...

UMD: The Facebook of wam. You can talk with people from near or far and get to know other wammers. It's also a great way to talk with professionals and see what they are up to. It's a lot like twitter in that way, but i like to think of it as...

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,...

Of course, she knew the perfect place to share a kinky mudfight: . “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...