[Story] Hayley's Messy Dream (Pt. II) (Desserts)

[Grey]

Clare surveyed the scene. She took in the site of Hayley's gooey body on the table, only a few of the cakes and bowls left intact. Hayley could feel Clare's eyes on every inch of her, the sensation of Clare's hand moving the mess around one of her dirty ass cheeks. She could see the sleeve of Clare's business jacket getting stained with the assorted goo, but she could tell Clare didn't care.

Next thing Hayley felt was the hand sliding up the small of her back and along the nape of her neck. "Dirty dirty girl...", Clare purred as she rubbed the back of Hayley's neck.The sensation of the goo and the strong fingers working her skin caused Hayley to squirm and writhe in the goo. Fingers tangled themselves into her hair and Hayley felt her head being pulled back as the fingers massaged the slop into her blonde tresses while making it clear that she was siezed.

Clare pulled herself up onto the table and straddled Hayley's back, the hem of her skirt now smeared with cream and goo as she settled her thighs around Hayley's waist. Reaching her free hand across the table she pulled a chocolate cake over and, still holding Hayley by the hair placed it under her face.

"Dirty girl hungry?" Clare asked.

"Yes...", Hayley mewed weakly.

Without another word, Clare shoved Hayley's face into the cake, sliding it around from side to side before pulling it out again by the hair. Hayley spat out large globs of cake from her mouth and snorted as she tried to get the icing out of her nostrils. Sliding forward, Clare pressed her breasts against Hayley's back. Hayley felt the thick material of Clare's jacket against her skin, the warmth from Clare's breasts and thighs through the cool goo and cloth. Straightening up, Clare picked up a bowl full of banana pudding and lifted up with her free hand. Pouring it into her cleavage, she shuddered as the thick, creamy, yellow goop flowed over the exposed tops of her breasts and down between to soak the blue satin blouse underneath. Letting go of Hayley's hair she brought her other hand up to caress herself and to smear the mess over her now ruined outfit.

Hayley felt the shuddering of Clare's thighs against her waist and helped by the layer of cream and gooey cake on her body rolled over to be looking up at Clare. Clare felt Hayley shifting, and the slippery, messy feeling of it on her thighs and her crotch made her start rocking back and forth. Picking up a chocolate cream pie she smeared it around her face before rubbing it over her chest.

"Like what you see?", she asked Hayley dreamily. Nodding weakly, Hayley felt gooey in every sense of the word. Her thighs were working aginst each other with the mess and her panties rubbing her, but almost teasing in a way as she desperatey wanted something else between them.

Picking up a custard cream pie she dug her perfectly manicured hands into it and smeared pie over her chest, reaching up her neck with slender pie covered fingers before rubbing the creamy mess into her cheeks. Scooping up another blob with her free hand as she continued to smear yellow and white goo around her face she began to rub the mess on the front of her skirt, working her way up, slowing as she got over her breasts. Looking down at Hayley she grabbed a fresh handful of the creamy mess and smeared it roughly around Hayley's face as she slid her hands under her jacket and played with her rock hard nipples. Hayley opened her mouth and every time Clare's fingers slipped over the lips she attempted to suck or lick pie off them.

"Naughty...", Clare whispered throatily as she lightly bopped the end of Hayley's nose with a messy finger tip.

Unbuttoning her ruined jacket, Clare brought both her hands up to her blouse and ripped it open, buttons flying in different directions, showing off her black bra. Picking up a black forest torte, Clare brought it up to her face and took a huge bite out of it, filling her cheeks and getting cake all over the lower part of her face before hugging it tight to her breasts, rubbing it rythmically up and down between them. Crumbling cake and cream rolled down over her skirt and piled up on Hayley's stomach and bare breasts. Unable to resist Hayley rubbed her hands up along Clare's thighs, feeling the goo sliding between her hands and the warm skin of Clare's thighs. She massaged the mess to leave no skin untouched, slidng her hands around to the back of Clare's skirt leaving a trail of chocolate and other messy goo on the ruined white material.

Letting the cake drop onto Hayley's chest, Clare picked up one of the few remaining items on the table and dumped it's contents over her head. The thick chocolate custard contrasted sharply with her hair and engulfed her head as it flowed over her body. Moving the bucket foward and leaning back she poured it over her chest and finally engulfed Hayley in it.

Moaning, Hayley wished she could get between her legs as a new wave of mess landed on her. She began to rub her breasts hard, smearing the mess all over herself. Clare pulled her bra down and began to rub the custard and other mess from Hayley's stomach onto her bosom until not an inch of clean skin remained.

Leaning forward, one hand taking Hayley's hair, she licked Hayley's cheek again, breasts pressing against each other. Hayley could feel Clare's breath on her neck, she felt her heart pounding in her ears...

And the chirp of the hotel room phone jolted her awake suddenly. Breathing hard she looked around and could only see the standard arrangement of a single room in a seaside resort. Lunging for the phone she picked it up and heard Bill's voice. Catching her breath, all she could say when she could finally get a word in edgewise was, "I have an idea for a shoot...get Clare on the phone."

[Otif]

I think Hayley is going to have more bedtime reading!!

What part of Canada you from Grey?

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[Hayley]

I'm printing it off now ready to take to the cot!

Thanks

Hayley