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...

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...

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...

The little boat dock could be reached from the lower garden. If you knew where to find the gap in the screening rhododendrons you could step down from mossy green stillness into the full warm light of afternoon. The two row boats tied to the dock flo...

For those in a ‘hurry’: two pages of talking then 11 pages of very dirty fucking. Scroll on down . *** Nancy slips back into our bed carefully cradling two mugs of tea, and props herself up on pillows beside me. I smile at her as I wrap my finger...

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...

We’re soaking in a hot bubble-bath together. It’s our second bath, so the water is fairly clean. We are feeling intensely relaxed, as you might imagine. “Next time, we need a mirror on the ceiling.” Nancy says, stretching like a cat and sliding so...

A Google search for "shirtless guys" and "creamy pies" led me to a few Yahoo groups and some terrific pie guys. But finding my first mutual scene wasn't easy. One guy *only* wanted to give, another guy *only* wanted to receive, this dude wanted us...

Bryan came home from running errands to find Stacy waiting for him at the door wearing nothing but a black lace bra, G-string and garters. As usual, Bryan's attention was riveted by her perfect breasts that seemed to be bursting from her bra. "...

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...

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...

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...

This is the second part of my first story. If you skipped the first part because it was depressing (which I couldn't blame you), make sure to read it before asking any questions. Comments are fine though. Enjoy! There she was. I hadn't dreamt...

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...

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...

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

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...

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...

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...