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Hayley dreamed one of her mucky dreams...
Dressed in a white silk blouse and a white leather skirt with matching white stilleto heels she walked up ot the table in front of her. Almost the length of the room it was of the ancient grand dining table style that was several feet long and piled on top of it was a sea of cakes and pies and bowls.
Quivering with anticipation she walked forward feeling the warmth growing between her legs as the felt the satin panties rubbing against her. She could hear her heart in her ears with each step forward, fingertips tingling with anticipation as she finally reached the table. Taking a deep breath, Hayley shoved her hands into a cake and began to churn it up. The thick buttercream icing sliding between her fingers along with moist, gooey cake. Lifting her mucky hands up out of the cakes and grabbed her breasts feeling the silk press against her skin, nipples as hard as rocks as she worked her dirty fingers around them.
Taking two more big globs of cake she rubbed them around her face, streaking her blonde hair with the brown cake. Leaning forward she plunged her hands into a Black Forest gateaux, in the process pushing her chest into the first cake, some it squishing up between the buttons. Bringing up the handfuls of cake she shoved gooey globs into her mouth, coating her face from the tip of her nose to her chin with dripping white cream as she played with the cherries in her mouth. Smearing her face with the other handful she pulled herself up onto the table slowly, her arms squishing into two more large cakes as her chest moved from the first chocolate cake into the the black forest one that was her next victim. Her skirt reached the first cake and was instantly smeared with dark brown. Twisting her body, she squished into several other cakes, green, red and pink frosting soaking into her white silk, staining it, with oily stains turning it translucent where the frosting hadn't coated the white.
Losing herself to the feeling, she turned over onto her belly and lay down along the length of her body, feeling the sensations of the cakes and pies squishing under her body, against clothes and against bare skin. As she changed position she upended a bowl of chocolate pudding that flowed over centre of the table, soaking into the cakes, turning it into a thick, gooey, lumpy slurry on the table. Reaching forward Hayley pulled two more cakes close and rubbed her face into them feeling the cake squishing and coating her skin, icing almost going up her nose. She enjoyed the feeling of just letting herself go.
Grabbing a nearby pie she smashed it down on her head and coated her hair before pouring a bowl of chocolate syrup over her head. Getting up on her knees she ripped open the silk blouse and let her breasts hang free as she piled up a bunch of the liquidy goo from where she was laying and rubbed her tits directly into it. Rising up briefly she smeared a chocolate cream pie over her breasts before plopping her ass backwards into a large banana torte. Reaching between her legs she pulled up globs of the smushed cake and rubbed them all over her face, neck and chest before reaching over for a large bowl of cherry pie filling that she dumped right over her head.
Feeling the slop working it's way over most of her body, Hayley reached behind her and rising up slightly on her knees in the goop, trying not to slip she undid her skirt and laying on her back wiggled out of it, leaving the small white panties as the only thing between her and the goo. Shivering with anticipation she grabbed some of the mix of mess from the table and filled the back of her panties before sitting down. The sensation of the lumpy and gooey slop working it's way up her crack and squishing out and up between her legs set her moaning.
Leaning forward she scooped up a banana cream pie and poured it into her panties, cool cream contrasting sharply with the hot flesh and she felt her knees sliding further apart as the pie continued to plop into her panties. Reaching between her legs she pressed her hand firmly on the bulge of mess in her panties and pressed hard against her crotch, sliding her hand slowly up, her back shuddering with every centimeter before she finally reached the waist band and pulled up on it. The moaning coming from her mouth changed to a shriek of passion as the panties pulled up tight between her legs, forcing the mess hard against her.
Falling forward she pulled every cake and pie in reach towards herself and rolled, slopping every inch of her body, dressed only in her high heels and several layers of goo. Grabbing more cake she shoved globs of it into her panties until they bulged again and this time turned over and started to rub her crotch against the table. Biting down on her lower lip and mewing she slid her body back and forth in the slime getting closer with each rub. Suddenly, a sharp slap to her backside and her brain coming out of the fog long enough to realize she had been spanked, hard caused her to open her mouth and scream with delight.
A low, seductive female voice whispered in her ear, "Naughty girl...getting all filthy without me." Which was followed with another slap to her messy ass. Hayley tried to turn, but she felt a hand in her slimy hair, tugging her head back, then a tongue licking her cheek. "Does the rest of you taste this good?"
Through the mess on her eyelids, Hayley struggled to turn her head, aware this was a dream and wondering what was going to happen next as her eyes settled on the most delightfully wicked expression she had ever seen on Clare's face...
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Now the big question is...do Hayley and Clare both want me to write a part II?
