My wetlook history 24 - soaking Sarah part 3 When I woke up Sarah was nowhere to seen but as I lay there I heard her singing to the radio downstairs. After the fun in and out of the pool last night I decided to go grab a shower before I went downsta...

She quickly replied. Hi Lex, sounds like fun. Xx Before she had even put her phone away it went off again. Cool, i'll pick you up from work at 5. xx Naomi smiled to herself, she was quite looking forward to seeing Alexis get slimed although she...

Back when I was in my teens, already into wet clothes as often as possible I found a civics group that ran a dunk tank the entire weekend of the Jerry Lewis telethon. I quickly volunteered to be dunked and to help out the rest of the weekend. I went...

It was written many years ago by the then girlfriend of our girl (now ex-girlfriend). Sorry about our English it's a computer translation. The original is in Russian. ...Her white patent-leather high-heeled shoes sank slowly into the mud at the ver...

- Apologies to all you oche fans, but we're interrupting the darts to take you straight over to The Slapstick Olympics where I've been told something extraordinary is happening. Trevor Greenwood is our commentator at the scene. Trevor - - Thanks, Mi...

one of my old stories from wam story archieve Warning: The following contains graphic descriptions of mess, sensual situations and scenes with nudity. Please be advised, and above all have fun. It was Halloween night Laura put on her favourite whit...

A Wet Night to Remember.. Part 1 It was the third week of August, and summer was ending. The summer had been uneventful, both in terms of dating, relationships, or for that matter, even sexual encounters. You could say that I had been in a bit of a...

'No flinching,' Mark, our tutor, says. At arm's length, one of my fellow students is holding a paper plate, overloaded with goo. I'm about to be hit in the face with a pie. Mark gives me more instructions. 'I don't want to see you blink or scrunch...

Messy Riding Lessons - Chapter 8 - Changing Roles I have written a large number of stories, however, due to 'reasons', I had a big founce and took most of them off a while ago. Therefore, I am posting this which is a new story (freshly baked this ve...

Following the carnage of the last episode of "Pies and Prizes The Revenge" Mark was somewhat apprehensive about meeting up with Penny the show's Producer especially after she had been destroyed on the set during the show's finale. The meeting was to...

'Please..please..quiet. Quiet please.' Zoe's voice echoed around the interior of the castle, the reverberations drowned out by the unearthly wailing and eerie howling that she had utterly failed to silence. For anyone it would have been a vain attemp...

Greg Armstrong is teaching - and he's completely naked. A group of first year students are gathered round him, watching, while he takes a shower. He's sluicing off the flour and water paste that had been tipped over him almost an hour previously, and...

'So...you think you have what it takes to become part of the Jean D'Arc sonority? Hmmm?' That question that flowed from Freya's lips was directed towards an assembled line of four young women who were truly a sight to behold. While they all differed...

Over the following 4 weeks Mark reflected on the success of his new show "Messy Money". Not only had the ratings proved a boost for the ailing Splosh TV, but Mark had thoroughly enjoyed each episode which had consisted of bikini clad beauties being p...

Kira Li is a American born Japanese woman in her late 20s. She too was one of the cast of women from SplatInTheVat Studios. One day she was having coffee and chatted with Mackenzie and Erika. "I'm telling you it was 101 Dalmatians live action that s...

James opened the door and quickly threw off his coat and shoes and dropped his keys. He was looking forward to relaxing after a long day at work and, with Amber at her sister's for the weekend, he had the house to himself. The silence of the apartmen...

Mary was the student president at her college which brought with it many duties and responsibilities alongside her studies. For instance, she'd just spend two hours in an appeal meeting arguing against fines imposed on students who had parked in the...

(Note: Although I am used in this story, to represent me, I have not yet begun my actual transition) Well, I definitely am a bit of a city girl....bitchy, lately lol yes. That's what happens when I finally completed your final transition surgery, an...

** {YN} is 'your name.' ** ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "{YN}, where are we going?" Elizabeth asked while you were driving to the location. You smiled as you used one hand to link...

The man and the boy stood before me in their sodden, dirtied garments. Their faces were smeared with rotten foodstuffs, their hair caked with ash. The boy had begun to shiver. My decision would decide the course of their lives. 'If it please you, my...

A nice dinner, a walk along the river, a few soft kisses the romance of the evening was the perfect buildup for what was to follow. The planning and preparation only served to increase the anticipation. James and Amber had set everything up before h...

He pulls open my costume at my waist while his other hand steadies the brimming bucket. I know what's coming, though my face has to say, 'Whatever's next?' as he looks around for encouragement. 'Dare me?' A wall of laughter cheers him on. Yet he does...

There is no time no nothing left, Just like that here comes death, To release me from this mortal coil, and save me from the pain I feel, No fear do I fear stand there, No nothing at all to make me fear, Pain is easing as the blood flows, No never...

When I was a young adult (I think I was 19) I managed to appear in the audience of a studio-based wildlife TV programme, aimed at young people. It was a fun show with lots of crazy stuff going on, but also informative. On this particular day, somebod...

"You are in the middle of a quiet, uninhabited forest. The only thing you can hear is the twitter of birds on a tree somewhere nearby. The evening is approaching. The sun is slowly setting somewhere behind the trees, and you know that you need to ret...