Mix pervs and Playdoh and this is what you get

I went to another St Leonards munch in my local pub on Wednesday to be handed a lump of Playdoh by beautifully buxom hostess Hellenes and told to make something ‘erotic’. Sadly my efforts are too pathetic to be recorded here, unlike the lips lovingly crafted by a lady called Jewel and the knobbly cock created by Kitty that somehow ‘got together’ above. But I managed to get hold of photos of some of the better ones…

Morph - the Porn Movie!

Whilst many settled for making cocks or tits with varying degrees of accuracy, a  gentleman called Bumblepee provided two scenes from what I can only be described as a mucky version of Morph including facesitting and a nicely made threesome.

"Cracking threesome, Gromit!" cried Wallace unaware the dog was watching his master through the keyhole.

Also worthy of mention was another couple produced a whole series of plastercine BDSM toys including handcuffs, a butt plug and a cat o’ nine tails (or as one non-muncher described it, “Ooooh look a red octopus!”). And somebody created this fine caned bottom, much praised by Hellenes for its detail – and not remotely cos it’s what she would like to inflict herself!

Bottom's up! Well it is a pub, afterall.

Meanwhile at another table, for the less artistically minded, a gingerly hirsuite man was having his chest hair waxed away rather painfully by just about every woman in the pub much to the amusement of onlookers – and his considerable pleasure!

That was the scene that greeted three young, rather drunk girls, who fell in our ordinary pub on a snowy Wednesday night somewhat pissed and now wondering if they dreamt it all. No, you didn’t, ladies. Check your mobile phones – you have several pictures taking it in turns to lick the cock!

So what has this go to do with sploshing? Well, I did get to tell the Billie Piper story (again) and Jewel is considering having a messy tea party with ten female friends at the studio in the spring – so the munches  are gradually attracting more sploshy interest. In the meantime, they are fantastic fun and as you may have gathered very informal, so you should consider coming down to St Leonards on the second Wednesday of each month. Maybe in the summer we might even get enough together for a pie fight!

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Pied Piper! Billie about to get it in the face

As you may well have noticed with posts on our forum and UMD plus several appearances by the lady herself on chat shows, Billie Piper is about to get sploshed in her ITV 2 series Secret Diary of a Call Girl. As we have recounted earlier, we had a lot of say in this scene pointing out just how sploshing works (no little dabs of cream, big pies, knicker filling, cake sitting etc) and we look forward to seeing how many make it into the show…

Pantie-monium. Her 'client' knows want he wants

We know from the trailer there is a half decent pie thrown in Billie’s face and the stills show some evidence of a big bowl of beans going down her all-too-tiny panties, so it seems promising. In her chat appearances including Friday Night with Jonathan Ross and This Morning (with one-time Saturday morning messy goddess Holly Willoughby) Billie has being saying what a fun time she had doing the scene and the real Belle de Jour (the call girl in the title) has said she has indulged herself  sploshing ‘recreationally’. So one way or another our favourite subject is getting quite a bit of welcome publicity.

Golden Heinz. Billie about to feel full of beans

One bit of publicity we are not so sure is welcome is Billie’s insistance that sploshing is all based in Hastings (it’s a bit bigger than that!). We look forward to hearing from the council on that! Perhaps they will change the signs from Hastings 1066 Country to Hastings Splosh! Country though I doubt it. I was also amused that on Jonathan Ross she claimed to have attended a Splosh! convention in Hastings to find out more about it. As regular readers here know, actually we went to a meeting in a very sober office in London with the writers and producers. They (and certainly not Billie) didn’t come down here to join in sadly.

It does mean that I can boast something I would never have imagined – that Billie Piper has lied about meeting me! Had it been the other way round, I doubt anyone would be surprised at all!

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