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...

After many weekends of role-play and sex where my girlfriend got pied by me, she finally got her revenge on one awesome long Saturday. It was college, and we were all working as stagehands in the theater. My girlfriend, Pace, the dance major. Pet...

...my girlfriend came in and saw us! "What is going on!?!??" I heard. "Explain, NOW!" ".....I have no clue!) I said, and I was being completely honest at this point. I thought I was in my own little fantasy with my old dreamgirl I'd think about whe...

Sometimes, writing these stories can lead to contact from people about their pie or other WAM fetish. I'd posted a few stories on a couple of erotica sites and forgotten about them. One story was about a woman who attends a party and accidentall...

She was late for her own party. Down the hall of her apartment, her friends were already there, drinking their drinks and munching on munchies. She was made-up, but not dressed. "Crap. Now what?" She started flipping through her dresser drawe...

(To my pie in the face girl, wherever you are) I take you to a burlesque show. One moment we’re enjoying watching the buxom, tattooed girl gyrate and boom-boom across the stage in barely enough satin and feather to leave the imagine with something...

I wrote this story as I was feeling a bit inspired tonight. This is a general WAM/sploshing fantasy of mine too, so if anybody wants to oblige please message haha :P (unfortunately it is completely based on my imagination rather than anything that h...

II. DINNER FOR ONE The dining hall was nearly dark; it had been hours since the evening meal and the long tables were clear, waiting for tomorrow’s breakfast and the hungry students that would eat it. Hymenea hadn’t had much of an appetite at di...

Note: Nicole "Nicki" Stevens and Suzanna "Suzi" Harrison are characters originating in stories I've not yet reposted on here. They were originally presenters of other messy TV shows. Nicki hosted a series called Goo Your Own Way, where celebrities...

It’s 1:00 in the afternoon on a warm, sunny day in late May. A large crowd is gathering in Wyman Quad on the campus of Johns Hopkins University in Baltimore, Maryland. Rock music throbs from a sound system. Passersby look on with confused curiosity....

Sarah Begins ============ (C) Henry Wilcox Permission to post this on the internet is granted, provided this notice is left attached. So there I was, sitting at home thinking about preparing dinner when the doorbell rang. It was a friend of mine,...

Fiona was excited - she was going to finally meet the guy she'd been chatting with on the net for months, and he'd promised that she'd have a great time. For some time, she'd been having fantasies about a magazine she'd read, and this was going to...

O.K, i just found out that my new coworker was heavy into wam. I mean, just because you work for a company related to UMD doesn't necisarily mean someone is into it, even if they're the ones getting messy. Still, I could tell the way she was behaving...

There she stood, eggs in her gorgeous hair (which she'd just washed that morning - why had she thought she needed to loo nice for him?), custard in her top, eggs in her bra and bean in her panties... She couldn't believe that the fantasy she'd had fo...

The contestants all headed backstage while the Build Team prepared the studio for the first proper game. Niamh hesitantly approached this rather odd woman with blue dreadlocks. “Excuse me, but is there somewhere I can clean up?” she said quietly....

The two teams enjoyed a quick shower, and sat around backstage waiting for the next part of the show. “I need to know something,” said Erin to her teammate. “When you said I’m more than just pretty or whatever…” Carlota’s gaze pierced into Erin’s...

Fiona was glad that this was the last lap. She had passed the back of the park for the final time and soon she would be able sit down and rest. After all it was only that very morning that she changed her mind and entered the fun run, but after al...

It was a week after the fun run. Fiona had enjoyed herself a lot, and as she thought back over the events of the previous Sunday Fiona felt thrilled that she had dared to get so wet at the end of the event. There was something about the experience th...

Fiona looked forward to Wednesday most of the week. She looked forward to meeting Tony again and she thought it would be really fun to get into the pool in her everyday clothes. She was a bit worried that she was not a strong swimmer, but Tony had to...

The next few weeks were the happiest Fiona could remember in her life. She became an item together with Tony, and the more they saw of each other the more suited to each other they seemed to be. She looked forward every day to her lunch hour, when th...