The Game (Part 5)

[Slapstickman]

Hope you all enjoy the penultimate chapter...............

When I came downstairs, freshly showered, Dawn was still naked, covered in the mess from our skit, but Nicole had details of my next task. She handed me a large bucket. “I want you to take this away and come back with it full of baked beans”

“OK” I replied “that shouldn’t be too difficult”

“The only thing is, I want you to carry it round from your house stark naked”

“Naked?” I gulped

“Yep” she grinned, from ear to ear “I want you to turn up on my doorstep stark naked carrying a bucket full of baked beans. If you do it, I lose another item of clothing and put another pie on the table and I’m running out of clothes”.

I didn’t need much more encouragement than that. I said goodbye to Dawn, grabbed the bucket and left.

When I got home I began to empty every tin of baked beans I had into the bucket, but I was still way short from filling the bucket. I realised I had to make another trip to the Supermarket and sighed as I jumped into my car.

I practically ran round the supermarket as I collected enough tins of beans to full the bucket. Katy’s till was free, so I walked over to her. As she already knew what I was up to, it would save me having to make any further explanations.

“You again” she giggled, her lovely brown eyes twinkling as she played with her long brown hair “more supplies? You’re so naughty” she began to run the tins through the till and I put them hurriedly into bags. Another customer came to the till, but Katy told them “I’m going on a break, so this till is shutting down temporarily, sorry”. The customer went to another till and Katy helped me pack the remaining tins.

“I’m sorry, I don’t want to hold you up, but you’ve got to do me a favour”

“OK” I said warily.

“I’m going to do a check on the bathrooms, follow me in”

I agreed and Katy shut her till down, explaining to her supervisor it was her turn to do the bathroom inspection. She grimaced at the thought and walked towards the back of the store. I followed some metres behind so as not to arouse suspicion.

Katy checked the men’s bathroom was empty and then put a sign on the door, saying “Temporarily out of order. Please use the disabled facilities”. I arrived a couple of minutes later and she beckoned me in.

“What do you want?” I said, standing next to her in the bathroom, with two large carrier bags full of baked beans. I was wary of the time – it was nearly 12.30pm and I had at least another task after this to complete if I were to strip Nicole naked.

“One of those tins of beans down my panties” she replied.

“What, now?” I asked, incredulously

“Yeah” Katy confirmed “I’ve got a few minutes to play with and I’m so jealous of your girl. I want to get messy too. Now obviously you can’t pour anything over my head, but I think I can get away with it in my panties”.

“You’re nuts!” I exclaimed

“Yep” she said, locking the bathroom door and slipping out of her skirt. Katy had great legs I noticed as stood in front of me. She didn’t have any stockings or tights on, just a cute pair of white satin panties. “Hmmm, better be careful of any residual mess” she noted and slipped out of her shoes. Then, she slowly removed her blouse until she stood in front of me in just her bra and panties. Katy had lovely pert breasts and almost olive skin; she was toned and looked fantastic in just her underwear.

“Come on then big boy” she purred, slowly opening up the front of her panties “let me have it”.

I figured I had no choice but to play along and it was not exactly a hardship to pour mess on this gorgeous, half naked, young woman. I opened the beans using the ring pull on top of the can and walked slowly over to her. I teased her slightly, before slowly tipping the contents of the tin down the front of her panties. Katy moaned as the beans slid down the inside of her panties, covering her pubis in messy tomato sauce. She pulled the panties open further, allowing more beans to slide down and pool in the crotch of her underwear sliding against her pussy.

I grabbed another can and almost ripped it open before pulling at the back of her panties and pouring more beans over her sexy, pert bottom. Katy moved forwards slowly until she was leaning against the bathroom sink, her bean covered bum, provocatively sticking out. She pulled her panties down to her knees. I poured the remainder of the beans from the tin into my open hand and smeared them over her naked bum as she squirmed with pleasure. As I was about to pull my hand away, she grabbed my wrist and led my fingers between her legs. She was so turned on it didn’t take long for my fingers to bring her, more noisily than the circumstances dictated, to climax.

“Oh my god” she gasped, bean juice trickling down her inner thighs “that was fucking amazing. If you don’t call me soon for a proper session, I am going to pour stuff over you at the checkout next time you come in, do you understand?”

“You can expect a phone call very soon” I grinned.

“I hope so” Katy said and kissed me passionately “now get out of here before I get us both into trouble”.

I did as I was told and slipped quietly out of the supermarket bathroom with my remaining cans of baked beans. I got in my car and drove home.

As soon as I got home, I poured the cans into the huge bucket Nicole had given me and stripped off.

Making sure the coast was clear; I gingerly positioned the huge bucket of baked beans so it covered my genitalia and stepped out of my house for the short walk to Nicole’s. It didn’t feel so short this time for some reason, with my bare bum on display to the whole street. I quickly made my way to the back door which Nicole, no doubt purposefully, took an age to answer. She was grinning ear to ear when she did eventually open the door.

“There’s no stopping you today, is there?” she smiled. I took the huge bucket into her kitchen, with it still covering my bits “you can put it down on the kitchen table” she giggled.

I did as I was told and once more stood before Nicole stark naked. This time, though, things were starting to get more even. Nicole picked up another pie and placed it on the table. She also slowly bought her hands up behind her back and undid her bra strap. She held the bra with her hands in front of her breasts before slowly letting it fall it to the floor, revealing her amazing 36C boobs. I stood open mouthed, my cock becoming stiffer by the second.

“What’s up, have you never seen a pair of tits before?” she asked jokingly.

“You get more gorgeous every time I see you” I replied as I looked Nicole up and down, her lightly tanned torso was so perfect I thought it had been airbrushed before my eyes, her toned legs and stomach, perfect breasts, pretty face and long dark hair, all seemed to shine.

The moment was interrupted by Dawn, who had been showering since our last encounter “whooah, I see naked people” she laughed. Both Nicole and I blushed, which Dawn thought was cute.

“I’m glad you’re still here Dawn” Nicole smiled “you can help me with the next task”

“What’s that?” I gulped, although I had a fair idea.

“The next task is to let us tip the bucket of beans over your head” Nicole grinned.

There was an empty paddling pool in the corner of Nicole’s garden and I was directed to stand in it. I was still naked, but that didn’t seem to bother the girls and my dignity had long since deserted me. Dawn stripped down to her panties too in an act of solidarity with us both (and to prevent her clothes getting trashed) and I watched them both carry the bucket over to me, their bare breasts jiggling as they approached me.

As Nicole and Dawn stood behind me, struggling to lift the huge bucket of beans over my head; my bare body shuddered slightly in anticipation.

“Ready?” Nicole asked.

“Yes” I replied a little nervously

“1, 2, 3” the women called out in unison, before tipping the messy, slimy beans over my head.

I gasped as the slop covered me from head to toe. The beans running down the length of my entire body, from my head and face; down over my shoulders and slipping down my chest and stomach. I felt beans slide down my back and over my bare bum. The messy sauce covered slop, sloshed over my cock and balls and slithered down my thighs. Nicole and Dawn placed the empty bucket on my head.

“Ewwww” Dawn proclaimed loudly as she realised what a total mess they’d made of me.

“He’s enjoying it really, aren’t you Matt?” Nicole smirked, tapping lightly on the bucket still placed firmly on my head.

“I really hope you’re going to get some serious revenge” Dawn said to me as she removed the bucket from my head. But then she turned to Nicole “Can I hose him down please?”

“Be my guest” Nicole laughed “let me just take one more look”. My naked, baked bean covered body was ogled once more by the girls, before Nicole went back inside and let Dawn loose on the hose.

Dawn squealed with laughter as she turned the hose on me; the cold jet of water blasting me and washing the beans away. Dawn was doing a very thorough job of hosing me, the cold water splashing against my naked body and Dawn occasionally rubbing her hands on my chest and bum. When she was finished, I was soaked and she looked a little wet too, with all the splash-back from the power of the hose. Her little panties were soaked and her wet pussy was clearly visible through them.

Laughing and joking, we made our way back into the house and I was ready for Nicole’s final strip. Nicole placed the 10th pie on the table and playfully grabbed the top of her French knickers. She teasingly and slowly peeled them down, revealing no more than an inch at a time. I got a shock as I gradually realised what was under those panties.

Nicole was also wearing a tiny white thong. It clung to her pert buttocks and the very top of her slim, toned thighs as she dropped her French knickers to the floor.

“You’re joking” I spluttered “I thought that was it”

“Of course you did” she replied “that was the idea. But before I get naked and let you have your way with me, I want a little more entertainment. For your final challenge I want to see a picture of you being spanked”

“Spanked” both Dawn and I exclaimed.

“Yes, but not by Dawn, as much as she’d enjoy it, and not by Helena”

“You can’t be serious” I replied “give me a task like that on a Saturday night maybe, but on Sunday lunchtime!”

“Ok, you don’t have to be bare bottom spanked, just over your jeans. Is that fair enough?”

“Not really” I replied “but I don’t suppose I have much choice”

“No” Nicole grinned “and it’s 1.15 already, so you haven’t got much time either. See you before 2”

“I suppose I’ve got to walk home naked as well, have I?”

“You catch on quick” Nicole smiled.

Covering my cock and balls with my hands I checked the coast was clear and sprinted back round to my house. As I was trying to avoid being seen by the neighbours, I saw Fiona, across the road, washing her car and that gave me an idea. I sneaked back into my house and formulated a plan.

Fiona was in her early to mid 40's. She was very attractive with long brown hair, long legs and a fantastic figure. She had an 18 year old daughter, Sarah, who was also stunning. Fiona was often flirting with me and one of her favourite lines was that I needed a good spanking. Admittedly, it was a bit of a long shot but I had very little time and Nicole was waiting next door for me in just the tiniest thong I’d ever seen, surrounded by custard pies. I had to go for it.

I quickly got dried and dressed, grabbed my camera and walked over to Fiona's house. She was still washing her car with a large bucket of warm soapy water as I approached.

"You've missed a bit" I grinned.

Fiona looked up "that's an original opening gambit" she smiled back.
Fiona was wearing a tight, low cut, white vest top and figure hugging jeans. She looked as sexy as hell.

"No seriously, you've missed a bit. You're doing a very sloppy job there"

"Sloppy job, huh?" Fiona repeated.

"Yeah, you need to put a bit more elbow grease into it"

"I'll put a bit more elbow grease into giving you a good spanking if you don’t shut your mouth" she replied.

"Really? I responded.

"Yes, really" she replied

"Because I think you're bluffing" I explained with a cheeky smile.

"You do, do you?" Fiona said, moving closer with her bucket of water.

"I do" I said, reaching into the bucket and pulling out a soaking sponge "and this sponge is going to prove it"

"Now I'm confused" Fiona confessed.

I held the sponge in front of her chest and squeezed it over her cleavage. Fiona could hardly believe what I’d done as the warm water splashed over her top and down her breasts.

“Oh my god; Look what you did” Fiona gasped. Sections of her top had become transparent and it was clear that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her breasts were firm and her nipples erect. “What did I do to deserve that?” she squealed.

“You bluffed” I grinned.

“You didn’t exactly give me much chance” Fiona replied, not entirely unreasonably.

“That’s true” I replied and took the bucket off her; she didn’t put up much of a struggle really and stood, hands on hips, looking more defiant than fearful of a soaking.

“If that bucket of water is poured over my head, covering me in soapy water and turning this tight vest top even more transparent, then I’m going to march you into my house and give you the biggest spanking you’ve ever had in your life” Fiona said, daring me “so, I’m sure you don’t want to soak me now do you?” she had a glint in her eye and the expression on her face was completely different from the tone of her words.

She closed her eyes and giggled like a teenager as I tipped the large bucket of soapy water over her head. Her long brown hair, that she’d obviously taken some time over earlier, was now soaked and her top had become transparent. Her tight jeans clung even more tightly to her skin. She slowly slicked her hair back and struggled to keep a straight face as she looked down at her soaked torso.

Fiona grabbed the belt of my jeans and led me clumsily inside. “Upstairs” she said and I followed up the stairs and into her bedroom.

“All I ask is I that I can take a picture” I said, a little nervously.

“You’re a very naughty boy” Fiona said.

I set the camera up with Fiona in shot and set the timer then walked over to her.

“What do you think you’re doing?” she asked.

“I’ve come for my spanking” I replied

“With your pants still on” she said, incredulously “absolutely useless”. She undid my belt and the top button of my jeans, then sat down and put me over her knee. The camera clicked as Fiona pulled my jeans and boxers down to my knees; then clicked again as she slapped her hand down on my bare bottom for the first time.

“Ouch” I whined, partly for effect, but it was a little on the severe side of playful. She lifted her hand up once more and spanked me again. I was getting incredibly turned on now and my raging erection had not gone unnoticed as it pressed into Fiona’s toned thighs.

“You’re enjoying this, you pervert” she said, sternly before spanking me for a third time. She grabbed my cock with her other hand and yanked it as she simultaneously spanked me again. She repeated this several times until my poor bottom had a distinctively pink glow about it and my cock was about to explode.

“I hope you’ve learnt your lesson” she said, ejecting me gently from her knee.

“Yes” I replied, sheepishly.

“Good” she smiled “now it’s my turn”. Fiona turned her back on me before slipping off her jeans and black panties and revealing one of the sexiest bare bottoms I’ve ever seen. I sat on the bed and Fiona, naked from the waist down, walked over to me, her long legs striding purposefully. She pushed my cock gently out of the way and bent over my knee; her shapely bare arse sticking out and wiggling invitingly. I lifted my left hand up and sent it slapping down over her naked buttocks. She screamed playfully.

I spanked her again, this time harder; then again. The fourth time my hand slapped across her bare arse, I moved it down slowly over her crotch and slid two fingers into her soaking wet pussy. I continued to spank her while stimulating her clit with my other hand. She moaned and squealed as my hand turned her lovely bottom a shade of pink from her spanking, while the fingers on my other hand continued to pleasure her. It wasn’t long before she came, but her pleasure was cut short by a yell from downstairs.

“Mum, I’m home”

“Shit, Sarah’s back early” Fiona said in panic, sliding off my knee and hurriedly reaching for some panties. “Get dressed” she whispered to me and I pulled my boxers and jeans over my erect penis.

“I’m just tidying the bedroom” Fiona lied, only semi-convincingly as she pulled on her panties.

“I’m just going to get changed” Sarah replied and shut what sounded like a door at the other side of the hallway.

“Quick” Fiona said to me “get your stuff and sneak out while she’s getting changed, I’m going to pretend to clean up in here until I lose this glow. That was brilliant, by the way, but get out of here!”

I quietly opened Fiona’s bedroom door and sneaked into the hallway. All was quiet, so I slipped quickly down the stairs, happy that I’d managed to avoid Sarah. I walked into the kitchen to the back door expecting an easy exit, but there, bent across the kitchen table, her tiny skirt hitched up above her waist and her panties down round her knees was Sarah; her bare bottom high in the air.

“Is it my turn for a spanking now?” she giggled.

Sarah had a really sexy bum, it was toned and slightly whiter than her thighs as a result of sunbathing on a recent holiday. I looked at the kitchen clock. It was 1.53. Nicole was waiting for me in the tiniest thong and I had all I needed to spend the next hour covering her naked body in custard pies. I had to think quickly. Sarah was expecting me to blush and make a swift exit, tail (albeit erect tail) between my legs.

I walked over to her and grabbed hold of her right buttock “not now” I smiled as she gasped, unsure of what to do next, “but you know where I live, so when you’re ready”. I lightly tapped her bare bottom and left her standing in the kitchen, a little gob-smacked, panties round her ankles.

[alext]

Excellent! Can't wait the final chapter, when Nicole finally gets her just desserts