Kirsty stepped into the room, butterflies twirling around her stomach. Her boyfriend, Dan, turned to face her, a big grin on his face – he'd been waiting for this day for a long time.
Looking to her left, she saw a table full of messy substances – cans of rice pudding, cartons of custard, pies, and a bucket of what looked like porridge. There was another bucket of something dark blue, but she didn't know what it was. She was sure she'd find out soon enough, she thought with a wry smile.
Dan stepped over to her to embrace her, and give her a kiss on the lips. She returned it with passion, something more than butterflies now filling her belly. Shakily she smiled at him, then took a step over to a chair sat in the middle of a large paddling pool.
“Are you ready love? Sure you still want to do this?” Dan asked.
“I'm ready. And yes! You've been asking me for weeks, now mess me up!”
Dan smiled again, then took in the beauty in front of him. He loved Kirsty dearly, and had done for sometime, but he never thought he'd get a chance to mess her up. Now she sat in front of him, her bright red hair straightened to perfection, wearing a mid length Tartan Skirt and White T-shirt. Black stockings completed the ensemble, and set Dan's heart racing. In a White T-shirt and Grey Shorts he felt woefully under dressed!
He decided to start with a pie – forest fruits with a very large layer of cream on top. Dan moved behind Kirsty, and waited, building the anticipation for them both.
Kirsty, on the other hand, was feeling more and more nervous by the second. Part of her was looking forward to the mess she was about to receive, but part of her thought Dan was crazy for being into this. Before she could explore her thoughts though, she heard Dan step forward from behind her, and closed her eyes as she felt the pie splat into her face. She felt Dan twist the pie and then let it go, and she held her breath until the casing slid slowly from her face and down her t-shirt before landing in her lap with a plop.
She cleared her eyes then looked down at the damage one pie had done – she could see streaks of dark purple and white all down her t-shirt, and could feel a layer of cream on her face. She licked her lips, then looked behind her at Dan, urging him to continue.
Dan's grin grew wider, and he stepped back and grabbed two more pies, both chocolate cream with a layer of custard on the top. He sandwiched Kirsty's head with the pies, rubbing them into to ensure a good coverage. Letting her clear her face again, he grabbed a carton of warm custard, and walked behind Kirsty.
“Look up now babe!”
Kirsty did just that, closing her eyes just as Dan began to pour the custard over her face. She moaned softly as she felt the warmth and smelt the creamy dessert filling her nose. She was starting to enjoy it, and she was happy for Dan to know it. She'd already spotted his growing erection, she knew he was enjoying it too!
The carton now empty, Dan tossed it to the side, and grabbed another. Turning back to Kirsty, he pulled her top away from her neck, stopping to take a quick peek. He'd noticed from the pie that her nipples were erect, and this just confirmed his hunch – she was braless. He took a lot of pleasure in pouring the slow moving liquid down, watching it flow over her breasts, coating her nipples, and eventually running out of the bottom of her t-shirt.
She grinned at him, before reaching down and pulling her t-shirt up over her head, exposing her breasts and further messing up her hair. She dropped it into the pool, then looked up at Dan, before glancing across at the remaining two pies on the table. He got the idea, and picked up the custard and cream shells, before pieing each breast, giving her her own pie bra.
Kirsty raised her hands and rested on on each of Dan's, helping him rub in the pie goo, her breath coming faster now. She was definitely starting to understand the appeal of sploshing, and she could feel herself growing wetter with anticipation of what other mess she might receive.
“Stand up now honey, and bend over.”
She did as he asked, and as Dan picked up a can of rice pudding, she had an idea of what he was planning. She rolled her eyes, then lifted her skirt, revealing the tight white panties she was wearing.
Dan chuckled to himself, and couldn't help but give her a playful swat on the ass cheek as he pulled the back of her panties away from her skin, before turning the can over. The rice pudding flowed slowly, almost like a solid mass, before plopping onto her ass and running down into the rest of her panties. Once the can was empty he let the elastic snap back, before massaging in the goop and giving Kirsty another spank on the ass. She turned back and sat down, making a face at the feeling of the goop riding up her crack.
“Urgh, feels like I messed myself!”
Dan laughed, then picked up the bucket of porridge, moving it into the paddling pool and in front of the chair. Kirsty looked at him, a question in her eyes, then understood as Dan gently lifted her stocking covered feet and lowered them into the bucket.
The feeling took her breath away – it was thick and goopy, and very warm! She realised Dan must've warmed most of the substances up so she would enjoy this session further, and the thought made her smile – he really was hoping she'd get into this as much as he was. It was working, too – her panties were getting wetter by the second!
Dan dipped his hands into the porridge, getting two good handfuls, and started to work it up her stockings, turning the former black material a creamy greyish colour. Kirsty closed her eyes and let him continue, marvelling at the heavenly feeling of the goop as it was spread further and further up her limbs. She spread her legs for him, letting him get closer and closer to the top of her legs, and her crotch. She was sure he could smell just how turned on she was, and was willing him to move this further.
The bucket still half full, Dan lifted Kirsty's legs back out, letting them rest back in the paddling pool. He picked up the bucket and stepped behind her again, smiling to himself as Kirsty lifted her head without being asked – he could tell she was enjoying this. He lifted the bucket above her head, and started to pour, watching the porridge envelop her pretty features, coat her long hair, and run down over her breasts, before pooling in her lap and dripping down into the pool.
Kirsty gasped, letting the warm and heavy slop cover her completely, before raising her hands to her breasts, tweaking her nipples and moaning softly. So far she was resisting the urge to slip her hand down into her panties, but she didn't know how much longer she could hold out!
Dan tapped Kirsty gently on the shoulder, breaking her reverie, and motioned for her to stand. When she did, he stepped behind her, taking over playing with her nipples and kissing her neck. She moaned, then turned her head to meet his lips, kissing him deeply as she felt his cock pressing against her ass. She let him continue playing for a few moments, before turning to face him, and sinking to her knees in the goop of the paddling pool, reaching up to pull his shorts down. Dan stepped out of them and slipped his t-shirt off, and Kirsty grinned as his erection sprung into view.
She reached over and grabbed the can of whipped cream from the table, shaking it up and spraying it all over his cock, before letting it drop to her side and licking her lips. Taking his cock into her mouth, she made sure to take her time cleaning every inch, chuckling to herself as she heard Dan moan and felt him tense up. She let him lower himself onto the gooey chair, then continued to lick and suck his cock, looking into his eyes and making sure he knew how much she was enjoying this as her head bobbed up and down.
Dan took another carton of custard from the table, raising it above his girlfriends head as she continued giving him a blow job, before letting the yellow gunk rain down on her. It wasn't long before her face was completely covered, and she closed her eyes, never stopping for a moment as she felt him growing closer and closer to cumming.
Dan moaned, reaching up to tweak his own nipples now and lifting his hips off the chair. He grunted and gasped, before cumming hard, spurt after spurt of his seed filling Kirsty's mouth. She eagerly drank it all down, cleaning the remnants from his cock and licking her lips as she wiped her eyes and ran her hands through her hair, slicking it back.
“Woah...honey, that was fantastic!”
“Thanks! But now it's your turn - I didn't do that for free you know!”
Dan chuckled, then grabbed the last bucket – full of the bright blue goo, and brought it into the pool with them.
“It's Nastrasol,” he explained, “the stuff they use on those gungey game shows.”
“I thought it looked weirdly familiar!”
Dan knelt before Kirsty, slipping her underwear and skirt off and leaving them in a heap in the pool. He helped her up and sat on the chair, turning her round so she sat in his lap. As she sat down she brought the bucket closer to them, before leaning back into Dan. Again she turned her head towards him and they kissed deeply and passionately, and again Dan rested his hands on her breasts to gently caress them and tweak her nipples. This time, though, he let his right hand fall down to her crotch, and began rubbing softly between her lips, smiling as she groaned and raised her hips to meet his hand.
Dan lifted his hand a little, finding his clit with his fingers and gently tweaking it, before circling it slowly. Kirsty groaned louder, and let him continue as his pace continued, massaging her clit faster the closer she got to orgasm.
Her breath coming to her faster, and in shorter gasps, Kirsty knew she was close. She opened her eyes for a second and spotted the bucket in the bottom of the pool, and chuckled as an idea came to her. She reached down and picked up the bucket, letting it rest on her legs as she got closer and closer.
“Oh God Dan, I'm going to cum! I'm going to....”
She couldn't finish her sentence, and could barely lift the bucket above her head before she was hit with an explosive orgasm. She let the bucket tip over, letting the blue goo cover both her and Dan. She tipped the bucket further, increasing the flow and covering the rest of their naked bodies. The goo heightened her sensations, and as she rode her boyfriends fingers faster it seemed like her orgasm would never end.
Finally though, it did, and she slipped from the chair and into the accumulated mess at the bottom of the pool, breathing quickly as she tried to recover. She dropped the bucket outside the pool, and lay back, resting her head against Dan's knees, recovering from her release.
Dan moved the chair out of the pool and sitting in the mess behind her, letting her rest a few minutes longer. Eventually she opened her eyes and smiled at him, her white teeth stark against the blue goo still covering her face. She leaned in for another kiss, and suddenly he was glad they still had the rest of the weekend...
