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Goodevening Splosh Forum,

I’ve got a sacred relic to show you all.

The postcard below is the first arousing image I encountered which I was able to keep; to hoard; to look at again and again. I’d understood that my intense interest in getting dirty was a sexual fetish for about a year before I found this postcard on a family holiday to Portugal. I visited the kiosk where it was sold daily during our fortnight stay; loitering; agonising. I couldn’t possibly ask to buy that, I was an eleven year old girl! I couldn’t possibly fly back home and leave it behind either. Someone somewhere had made that image. I had to possess it and learn everything about it. The teenager who sold it to me didn’t bat an eyelid, after all that. Until it was safely sellotaped beneath my wardrobe I felt like I was carrying the Doom of the World around in my little backpack.

As you see, I’ve kept it for twenty years.

Who has fond memories of their first messy ‘porn’? Was your first possession a picture that was intended to be erotic, or was it just secretly erotic to you because you were wired this way?

Who’s going to be the first to beat my twenty year curation?

Marion

I had a few little things but I specifically remember a magazine article about a football team who had begun a sponsorship with a yoghurt company and as a result, some of the players got to douse this couple who were fans with said yoghurt - the female getting considerably more attention that the male. She was absolutely covered head to toe and was clearly enjoying it - a clear sign at the time that I wasn't the only one.

I also remember going to buy a copy of Time Out one week - simply because it was a kink edition and on the front cover it listed some of the topics including the two words; Splosh Parties. As soon as I saw those two words I knew I had to buy it. I felt like the vendor knew my reasons even though he no doubt sold 1000 copies a week and the magazine included other articles. I felt like I was being sussed out. As it happens, there was buggar all in the mag, no photos, no examples of where to find the parties, just a quick line acknowledging their existence. What a let down!!

My examples are probably about 15-20 years old... I still get that same 'people know' feeling whenever gunge or splosh things come up on TV.

Well I'm glad that resonated with someone. Your yogurt pics are exactly the sort of 'porn' I had in mind: the red-hot images borrowed from more innocent contexts that were so exciting and important before you could just type 'WAM' into a search bar. I used to get off over a magazine ad for laundry detergent.

Your TimeOut story jogged my memory too. Oh I know that 'sussed out' feeling you describe. I wish I could remember the details of the mainstream magazines I bought because the cover suggested I might learn something about fetishes or see a still from a music video with someone all covered in paint or similar. I had a few 'Glastonbury Editions' of music magazines that I hid as if they were XXX Appalling Deviant Porn. They had photographs of people getting VERY muddy in them! What possible innocent reason might a teenage girl have for possessing a well thumbed magazine all abut her favourite bands! The Shame! The Scandal! Best to conceal those under the space left beneath the last dresser drawer. Imagine if someone caught me reading that sort of filth.

And although I can smile now at the angsty wreck I was before I found out that I wasn't alone in my fetish, I do still blush and get a lump in my throat when something really messy comes on tv.

Funny, but I seem to recall this postcard featuring before, either here or on UMD? Reason I can remember it is because someone asked whether there were Parts 1 and 2?

I have fond memories of my first messy porn...mainly in the porn mags of the day as a teenager getting to grips with sex. I remember seeing a two page spread in Fiesta with a miscellany of proper splosh pictures and thinking 'YES....THIS IS IT!'

And then Razzle came along, followed by Splosh! No1. I knew THAT was it by then

FEATURING BEFORE??

God I love the internet.

Can you possibly imagine how much time I have devoted to the question 'are there parts I and II?'
I assure you that even if you try very hard, you cannot.

I'm sure its not porn but as a young lad, Tiswas did it for me.Forget the pop videos and cartoons, well perhaps not Bugs Bunny, I wanted to be a kid in the Tiswas Studio. My mates wanted to be footballers or film heroes etc, I wanted to be The Phantom Flan Flinger, tights, leotard, custard! Even as a 7 tear old it made me tingle,oh my!!! Not till early 20s and a house to myself for 3 weeks, did i realise mess wasn't confined to the tv studio. Then a light bulb moment came, unhappy with how foodstuffs, slipped straight out of my pants, what about combining mess with my first love, tights!

My first turn on by seeing food porn in action was when I was 13 and scrolling through YouTube and it came up on my recommendations that there was a "Guess that youtuber challenge", so I clicked on it. The video involved two people battling it out to guess a youtuber shown to them before their opponent with the looser having to have an article of food dumped on them. When I saw this I instantly wanted to do it, so when I went into school the next day I asked one of my friends wether he wanted to do it. I changed a few of the rules so that there was more chance that I would get covered in food items. I was insanely pumped for this happening, but sadly it never worked out because we had no place to do it. Now I still fantasise of sploshing with someone else, but I do it alone wearing female clothing in the bath. Also I never got off the idea of inserting fruit and cream inside my asshole and squirting it out sadly into the bath not into someone's mouth. I would really love to do it with someone because I love being dominated.