Flatmates 2 Final Part

[kurlt]

Final of the Custard Lounge story. This one gets a bit rude, so you may want an emergency jug of custard nearby!

“I asked what you wanted?” replied Tim

“Ohh, umm” replied Julia squishing on her seat,”Maybe the jumbo birthday cake. Yes!”

“Beans for me” responded Kate,” oh and another G&T thanks” she added

“Are you sure he’ll be back” asked Julia gazing more at the door than Kate.

“Don’t worry. The thing with Mark is he takes a while to accept what he want. Give it 5 mins for him to think it over, calm down and come back” replied Kate adding: “You have a bit of thing for him, don’t you?”

“I wouldn’t be treading on any toes?” asked a sheepish Julia

“Me, Mark, God No!” exclaimed Kate, “I mean he’s a great mate and pretty cute, but he’s a mate you know. Still I did once see him in the shower. he has a lovely cock” she added .

Julia giggled as Kate continued, “ He needs someone to take him in hand. He’s fun but when he works hard he kind of stops playing, becomes a right misery. I’m stoked he came tonight.”

Tim returned with a tray topped with two jugs and an enormous cake. “Here you are” he said passing a jug of beans to Kate and the cake to Julia.

Kate started to stir the beans with a couple of finger. “That is huge” she said looking at Julia’s cake.

“Apparently it is a special cake” responded Tim: “Less base more cream, so i’m told”

Julia gazed at the cake. Sitting on a cardboard disc, It was almost a foot across and a good 6 inches high, blue and green cream was struggling to cling to what must have been a miserable sponge underneath.

“What are you going to do with it?” inquired a mischievous Kate.

Julia squinted before responding “I might try sitting on, but you must be dying to get those beans in your boots”

Whilst Julia had been talking Kate had subconsciously picked up some of the beans before dropping them onto her denim crotch.

“I am” she said, “but Tim is completely cleans so he should really go first. Besides I’m quite keen to see if he reacts to treacle down his pants in the same way as he did to that syrup last week. Eh?”

“Well” replied Tim who was dying for some mess as he flicked a little of the treacle at Kate, “This jug is not destined for my pants.”

“But you were so keen?” replied a slightly disappointed Kate making her best sad face

“And I will have some slop in my pants soon. But, I was thinking about Julia’s beans boots and wondered what something a little stickier would feel like” he replied removing his trainers and putting them on the table.

“oooh” moaned Julia, “That would feel good. But you should probably take off your socks as well. To get the real feeling”

“Would you mind pouring?” he asked Julia as he started to remove his socks.

Julia stood up, squishing into her beany boots and enjoying the change of her milk saturated bottom. She was beginning to feel dirty and was anticipating more as she poured the sticky black treacle into Tim’s right trainer. But as she did, something caught her eye. Mark was walking back through the door looking a little sheepish. He hand moved slightly and she spilled a little of the treacle over Tim’s laces and onto the table leaving the trainer stuck in a little pool.

Mark really had had to gather his thoughts. He had been disgusted in a way at the thought of coming here, but everything he had seen had turned him on. Julia’s boots, Kate’s playful pouring of the milkshake over her head and not to mention the couple masturbating in gunge. He couldn’t shake the conversation with the gingham cake hatted woman. He was already a little messy and that had been quite nice. He was having fun with his friends. “If i’m going to stay then I need to really enter into the spirit and I’m not leaving.” He unbuttoned his badge, dropped it back on the table and walked back it.

Things had definitely stepped up a gear. He had to move to avoid a brunette in a long green velvet dress. Her boyfriend was holding the dress above her waist as she dropped handfuls of porridge from a jug into a pair of rubber shorts that clearly showed her butt. Whilst doing this her boyfriend was having a jug of cool thick custard poured down the back of his jeans by the girl who had been sitting in the chocolate on the dance floor during the last cabaret performance. She had clearly had a couple of jug of slime over her head. Her hair was slick and her dress had gone semi-transparent, revealing her braless breasts pressing against the thin translucent fabric. All three were giggling away. Mark smiled as he passed. Realizing he was now completely open to suggestion in getting just as messy his cock began to harden again.

“Careful!” said Tim as he looked at the Treacle pouring out of his trainers feeling slightly lightheaded at the thought of putting them back on.

Kate nudged him as Mark sheepishly reappeared. “So, you came back then?” said Tim inquisitively.

“Try anything once.” smirked Mark. Broad smiles started to form on Tim, Kate and Julia s’ faces as a meek smile formed over Mark’s face.

“Well, sit down” said a happy Kate wiggling in anticipation. “You’re just in time to see Tim get his feet squelchy. Did you loose your badge Mark?”


“Must’ve done” responded Mark innocently as he sat down and instantly felt the Milk that had moved when Julia stood up. He smiled a little more enjoying again the wet sensation on his bottom as the milk soaked in.

Julia filled the other trainer before moving her arm, again depositing a thick, sticky stream over the laces. She kept moving leaving a sticky road on the table. As she got to the edge she flicked her wrist sending a blob flying through the air and plopping into Mark’s crotch.
Mark flinched. “Oops, sorry. Little accident there. I forgot that you lost your badge”

Mark gave a resigned expression and played a little with the treacle considering the sticky yet slippery texture.

Tim, who had gone quite breathless picked up the sticky shoes. Treacle drizzled off onto his shirt and jeans as he put them on the floor. Carefully, he eased his feet in. As he broke the surface the treacle began to ooze out over the edges and floor. Tim moaned squishing his feet around before leaning over and tying up the sticky laces.

“How does it feel?” Whispered Kate who had started to play with the sticky treacle that had fallen on the table by drawing shapes on her thighs.

“Fantastic” exhaled Tim as he leaned back in his seat. “mmm, I needed that”.

Mark and Julia had been staring at Tim’s expression. Both were hanging on every nuance.

“Excuse me”, said the bar man breaking the silence as he put a 8” deep custard and cream pie” in front of Tim. “This is from the girl over there.”

All four looked round to see a short blonde girl with a nice build smiling towards the table. She wasn’t messy and was wearing a mid-length blue rubber skirt with a white loose fitting rubber blouse and yellow framed glasses.

“Looks like things are looking up for Tim eh?” said Mike, beginning to relish this crazy situation.

“Mmmm” moaned Kate who was staring at the barman.”Is that a new outfit? she asked leaning on one hand whilst stirring her jug of beans with the other.

“Management were sick of the cleaning bill so they got us these” he said, indicating his loose rubber jeans and transparent tight rubber shirt which clearly showed his muscles.

“Mmmm, it seems a shame that it is so clean. I think it would look a lot better sloppy and messy.” Kate blushed at how forward she was being as Julia, Mark and Tim stifled the giggles.

“Well, nobody offered to buy me anything” responded the barman who might also be going a little red.

“Would you like some of my. Beans” said Kate biting her lip.

“It seems rude to refuse.” replied the barman

“Kate stood up, leaned over Tim who got a mouthful of milky cardigan, ran her fingers around the barman’s belly button. Grabbed his waist and pulled the jeans forward. In the process she caught the tight rubber shorts he was wearing and felt his cock brush against her knuckles. The barman jerked as his cock twisted into a new position. With her other hand she picked up the jug of beans, locked eyes with the barman and started to pour the beans down his shorts. Mark felt his breathing increase as he listened to the slap, slap sound as the beans rickoshaed off the barman’s cock before falling down and submerging his balls. As the last of the beans fell from the Jug, Kate let go of the rubber shorts causing them to ping and the mass of beans to quickly squish around the barman’s shorts. Mark couldn’t be sure but it looked like he came as Kate had let go.

Kate and the barman smiled at each other. “Thank you very much” he smiled blushing profusely. “My pleasure” replied Kate holding his gaze and going just as red. Pulling out a marker pen the barman took Kate’s arm and wrote his number on her milk stained cardigan, before turning and walking away trying hard to resist the temptation to push against the bulge of beans in his pants.

As he walked away Kate, Julia and Mark burst out laughing.

“You dirty slut!” said Mark. “I know!” replied Kate with a smile

“Are you going to call him?” asked Julia

“What do you think” replied Kate as she watched the barman struggle to walk back to the bar before turning back to Tim.

Tim, still squishing in his treacle filled trainers, considered the cake for a second, picked it up and started to walk over to the girl at the bar making squelching noises as he walked.

“I think we’ve lost him now” said Julia as they watched the unfolding scene.

“What do you think he’s saying?” asked Kate

“What’s a clean girl like you doing in a dirty place like this?” smiled Mark.

Kate rolled her eyes.


After a few minutes chatting Tim and the girl were clearly hitting it off. Tim had clearly ordered a jug of something for the bar and the girl had borrowed a pen from the bar and was writing what appeared to be her number on Tim’s shirt. After she had finished she picked up the jug, and started to pour golden syrup over Tim’s head. He smiled, picked up the cake that the girl had sent him and with the other hand pulled at the base of her rubber blouse. Tim pushed the cake up inside her blouse and the girl grabbed her blouse and started to push the creamy cake into her skin, her face contorted in pleasure as she did. The both giggled before grabbing their drinks and heading to one of the vinyl sofas in the corner

“I think he’s in?” said a very pleased Kate.

“Do you think? Only here could you start saying I think you’re lovely would you mind pushing a cake up my top or syrup over my head.” laughed Mark

“Somebody is beginning to loosen up a bit, eh Julia?”


“I think it is time Mark tried getting properly messy” challenged a blushing excited Julia.

Mark smiled.

Kate fixed him with a stare. “Sitting on a few beans or getting a little damp with some milk from Julia’s breasts pushing in your back is all very well. Swimming in the shallow end is all very well. But sometimes you’ve just got to jump in an play with the grown ups. You want nothing more that some sloppy mess to be poured into your pants and all over your hard cock. You want to feel how your cock feels covered in pool of sticky, slimy mess and feel it drenching through your clothes so that everybody here can see how dirty you are.You want that as much as Julia wants to pull down her panties and squish her bottom into that huge cake, just so she can slide her pussy and bottom around on the cream, turning herself on and feeling gloriously disgustingly messy and rude.”


All three were burning red as Kate continued. “And I don’t just want to feel beans squishing around wrecking my boots, I want gooey custard and cream plopped into my panties so I can rub it in and fantasize about fucking that barman, driving myself onto his sloppy beany cock. Which is a problem, because i’m not wearing any pants just so I can feel the ridge in my jeans rub against my pussy. I’m dying to get completely sploshed, messy and gungy so everyone knows. So is Julia and so are you Mark. So tell me you aren’t, tell me you aren’t rock hard right now thinking about having gunge in your jeans seeping through leaving a glistening bulge to show other people how much you like getting messy?

Kate leaned back incredibly turned on, shocked but deliciously naughty with what she said. Running her finger across the table and scooping up some of the treacle she rubbed the fingers on the outside of her crotch.

Julia and Mark could feel their cheeks burning.

Mark tried to speak, croaking at first until moisture started to return to his mouth.: “I’d like to have something sloppy poured in my pants”

“and” pressed Kate.

“I want to see a sticky bulge in my jeans so everybody knows how much I like to get messy.


Kate smilled. “But what sloppy mess would you like in your pants Mark.”

“I didn’t use all of the treacle on Tim’s trainers, there is still half a liter in there” said a breathless Julia pushing her fingers in to check.


Kate moved round the table. Mark felt faint and his heart beat fast. Kate unbuttoned his shirt revealing his toned torso. She unbuttoned his jeans, some milky drips from her hair tapped on his white pants.

“I was right, you do have a nice hard cock ready to get mucky” relishing her new found dirty tongue.


Julia, shaking, lifted the jug as kate pulled Mark’s pants out. Staring at his hard cock Mark saw it twitch beckoning its gooey embrace. He felt wrong and silly, but good and definitely turned on. Any thought that he might stop was pushed under by his intense horniness. Staring at Mark’s face Julia started to pour. As he watched, Mark saw the treacle drown his cock before feeling the sensation of the sticky black treacle submerge his balls. He writhed on the seat and Julia continued to pour the remaining sticky black treacle. As Kate released his pants his newly sticky cock was half submerged in treacle.

“You can button your jeans back up” said a breathless Kate as she stretched over the opposite bench seat.

Every movement Mark made to button up his jeans was excruciating pleasure, feeling the treacle move his cock almost stroking it with every movement. he enjoyed the mass pulling at his pants and the way the treacle had started to look for ways out. As he finished buttoning up he watched as the black treacle started to seep through the blue denim. Soon his crotch would be sticky and dark from the treacle. Suddenly he got it, relishing the dirtiness of his predicament. He loved it and knew the battle was lost to stay clean.

Julia sighed staring at her cake.” I need to go to the loo first.” She got up and started to step over Mark. He tried to get up but she stopped him. Blushing she said “ I remember my first time, you should just lie there and enjoy it. I’m going to walk around with my beans.”

As Julie fought her way out, her foot slipped on some of the treacle that had been left on the floor. Her foot gave way and she fell onto Mark, cushioned by his bulging crotch. Acting as an airbag, Kate’s bottom forced the treacle through the openings in Marks pants. Mark couldn’t take the exquisite feeling of a thousand tongues licking his cock and came harder than he had in a long time moaning loudly.


Kate and Julia started laughing as Kate helped Julia up breaking Kate’s horny moment. The impact had clearly forced the treacle through the denim with Mark’s crotch now clearly soaked in treacle. He started to rub it around enjoying how messy he felt and how the jeans now stock to him. Julia’s previously wet skirt now had a nice dark mark where her bottom had been.

“I’ll leave you to cool down” she said turing and walking towards the bathroom wiggling her wet bottom stuck with parts of her skirt. “Now don’t go touching my cake, its mine”


“So how are you enjoying your squishy pants mark?” asked Kate

“Lovely”, replied Mark with a smile, “But I think it would be better if most of it was still in my pants” mark subconsciously stroked his crotch.

“MMm” replied Kate

“But this isn’t fair, you haven’t gotten messy at all really, what with the beans you gave away to the barman. Swimming in the shallow end is all very well...” taunted Mark

“ha, ha. yeah I really am dying for some gunge. How about you get the next round and lets get a bit more serious about it” replied Kate smiling broadly.

“Ok” breathed Mark, “What would you like and what about Julia?”

“Mmm, well after your little show I have to have some syrup for these jeans, i’m practically wet through. I guess you want a refill eh, and Kate. Let’s get three jugs of the really sticky golden syrup then and make them the big jugs. they have a whole extra half litre. But that isn’t really enough so what about I get a nice cake as well. We’ll pop up and get Julia something else when she gets back. And Mark, don’t forget you promised me the beans as well.” she said.

Mark squirmed as he got up, the treacle sticking his jeans together and feeling the denim matted to his crotch and legs.

“Told you you would enjoy it.” said Kate as he left towards the bar.

As he walked every step was a new adventure as the soaked denim moved stroking Mark’s cock. He had to try hard to avoid showing too much pleasure on his face, but he knew it was obvious he was enjoying it. By the time he reached the bar his cock was again hard.

“Ohh, sorry” said a voice as Mark felt a hand press on his shoulder. Turning round the girl in the semi-transparent white dress was balancing on his shoulder as she removed some stained velvet court shoes.

“Thanks” she smiled as she picked up the shoes and dipped them into a jug of pink slime. Twisting them and making sure they were filled, she grabbed Mark’s arm and squished them back onto her feet giggling in the process.

“Hmm,” she said staring at Mark’s slick crotch “That looks nice”

“Yeah it is” replied Mark going slightly red.

“You don’t seem to be very messy through. I think that shirt would look great covered in slime. It would really show off your body” she said running a finger down Mark’s naked chest as he realized he hadn’t buttoned his shirt back up. “I’ve got plenty left and I wouldn’t mind sharing. Give me you shirt”

Mark smiled, removed his shirt and handed it to the girl. Since she had clearly been looking at his chest, it seemed rude not to consider hers. He considered the way he red nippled shone clearly through the thin transparent fabric. Mark was knocked out of his artistic consideration with a flinches he felt the girl pouring the rest of her pink slime over his shoulders. He watched as it ran down coating his chest and back, drizzling from his pecks to the floor and running onto his Jeans before closing his eyes and moaning in pleasure.

“There” she said “giving Mark his shirt back. As he put it on he felt it stick soaking the slime through. Fastening it up he had to admit he linked the way it looked really showing off his toned body.

“Told you, I’ll see you later” said the girl as she turned and walked away. Mark stared at her toned cheeks wiggling through the fabric until she was out of sight. Turning, he paid the barman with a fairly sticky note and started to carefully carry the most enormous tray back to the table.

Even the challenge to get back to the table was fun. The floor was slicked with slime and gunge and Mark had to be careful not to fall. A couple of times it looked close but he recovered. He couldn’t help thinking that falling wouldn’t be so bad. It might hurt a little but he would end up covered in a litre of beans, four and a half liters of sticky golden syrup and a cake. He smiled, almost wishing to fall over.

“Blimey, there is no stopping you now” said Julia who had now returned and couldn’t resist sticking a finger in the syrup and watching it drizzle on her corset. “I need your help with this cake. When I stand up can you put it on the seat so I can squish it?”

Mark sat back down and worked his finger to pick it up from the base. Julia, in a sudden inspiration of naughtiness, reached up her skirt and pulled her damp panties down so they rested just above her still bean soaked boots. Standing up, Mark carefully placed the cake onto her seat.

“Done” He said, eager for Julia to sit back down. Julia wiggled her butt and with quickly forced herself back towards the seat. Her skirt fluttered and her bare bottom and pussy smooshed into the cake. Splodges of cream flew in all directions, splattering the back of the chair, underside of the table dripping to splatter Julia’s panties still held by the top of her boots. Julia moaned in pleasure wiggling her bottom around to force the cream around. Mark started to rub the cream that had splattered his side as he watched Julia begin to press her skirt down through the creamy cake, getting in covered in a deliciously, sticky creamy mess.

“Mmm, my turn. Time to make some slimy wrecked boots” moaned Kate still scraping treacle from the table to paste her denim clad crotch as she reached for the beans. Carefully slipping off her boots she started to pour the beans in. She was so charged that she didn’t care about her lousy aim and beans ran down the outside as well. Talking each she gasped as she pushed it back them onto her foot, wiggling her legs to enjoy the shifting slimy sensation as her feet and the bottom of skinny jeans became saturated.

Kate and Julia, who was still enjoying slipping on her creamy seat, exchanged an understanding glance .

“So, your turn then Mark. Though it looks like you’ve been playing alone?” purred Julia as she ran a finger over Mark’s slimy chest.

“Mark?” asked Kate almost panting in lust “If you are going to pour that sticky syrup all over your sticky cock. Why don’t we go together. I’m going to pour mine into my jeans and make them as sticky and messy as yours.”

Mark smiled as both he and Kate took a jug. Trembling they pulled a couple of buttons from their jeans. Julia wiggled more intensely, darting her eyes between the two smeared Treacle crotches. Though there was nothing in show, it was clear Kate hadn’t been lying about not wearing panties.

“ok, 3, 2, 1” croaked Julia whose mouth was completely dry. Kate and Mark looked at each other as they started to pour. This time Mark relished the sticky feeling of goo falling over his cock. Kate was moaning as the bulge in her jeans grew, stretching the denim and syrup started to spill over the top.Julia squirmed more and more , watching Kate and Mark is ecstasy rubbing and pressing her creamy skirt. Julia and Mark stopped as their pants became full with the sticky syrup. Mark buttoned up his jeans fully trying hard not to cum as Kate watched the syrup try to come through her zip.


“Mmm” Julia moaned, “You both looked so horny doing that, but you still have a lot of syrup left?”


“Mark” moaned Kate leaning back in her seat, “come and pour this down my bottom.”

Mark struggled to get up and as he did the syrup found it easier to escape his legs. The feeling was exquisite as his cock was shaken left and right by the syrup with each step. Kate also managed to stand feeling the syrup press hard against her pussy. Both of their crotches were wet and slick with the syrup which was easily showing its progress down their legs. Each picked up the other’s jug reaching round they grabbed their partner’s jeans at the back. Pulling gently they felt the sticky mass press harder against their crotches before the sticky feeling running over the butt cheeks as the rest of the syrup was poured in causing the bottoms to bulge. Both Kate and Tim found their legs shaking feeling the engulfment of their lower halves with the sweet, sticky syrup. Julia couldn’t take it any more and was rubbing her skirt onto her pussy through the messy cream, causing more and more to slide of the chair and splat on her panties. When the syrup was exhausted Mark couldn’t resist. He grabbed the back of Kate’s jeans and pulled up hard. Kate’s beany boots left the floor as her jeans stretched forcing her down into the syrup with her crotch rubbing hard on the gusset of her jeans. It was too much as moaned harder, closing her eyes as she came. Putting her back down she fell into the seat, sliding her not ill fitting jeans around , enjoying the sensation. Mark who was now rock hard again, with bulging all over his jeans tried to sit down, forcing more of the syrup to his front and increasing too much pressure on his cock. Julia who had been watching intently rubbed harder and harder as both she and Mark could take no more and came together.

For the next five minutes the three lay sprawled on the now sticky seats recovering, before Kate, who had stretched out started to wiggle and move up and down the seat again rubbing her stretched jeans. Leaning over she grabbed handfuls of the cake and started to massage it into her long milky hair. Reach and rubbing more of the cake caused ruining her hair in a messy mucky scene. Her breathing began to to increase. She pulled her zip down, causing syrup to rundown her legs and over the seat. Forcing her caked fingers in she rubbed her pussy harder and harder, writhing and moaning until she again came.

As Kate lay back in her sticky nirvana, Julie looked at Mark: “Can you pour the syrup over me as I wank?”

Mark sat up squishing in his sticky mess. Grabbing the jug, he forcefully poured the syrup over Julia’s dark red hair. Coating her hair it drizzled and became a torrent over her cleavage and her corset . Soon she was covered in syrup but it kept coming. Forcing her fingers under her skirt she rubbed and pressed her pussy harder and harder. As she breathed faster her right breast, coated in syrup began to slip and slide up out of her corset. Julia couldn’t have cared less as her hard, erect nipple popped up closely followed as her whole breast fell over the corset, the syrup parting at first around her erect nipple before flooding over it.. She just wanted to rub harder and harder. Mark, who was still pouring grabbed as his fly. Pushing his hand into the syrup, finding and rubbing his cock. Throwing his head back as the syrup finished his cum flew from his jeans, splatting on his slimy shirt. Falling back Julia new her time was up, rubbing even harder she forced herself to orgasm, quivering an shaking she fell back onto Mark’s arm. As their orgasms subsided the relaxed focusing on multiple messy sensations over their bodies.


“Fuck” moaned Mark, “That was awesome”

“Mmmm” moaned a very happy Julia.

“You look like the cat that got cream Julia” laughed Kate.

“Mmm, I definitely did” she replied rubbing her sticky head on Mark’s arm.

“Hello” smiled Tim as he approached the table. Still wearing his trainers and sloppy shirt. He was naked from the waist down, though it was hard to tell. He had beans, soup, treacle, custard and sticky cake attached all over his legs cock and butt. Beside him was the rubber girl from earlier, though she was also coated in multiple levels of slime and had lost her top somewhere only to replaces it with sticky brown cake smeared all over, but failing to disguise her hard erect nipples. She was holding a bowl which seemed to contain eggs.


“Well, looks like I lost my bet” continued Tim indicating to Mark.

“What bet?” replied Mark who had started to stroke Julia’s right breast through the syrup.

“I bet Tim you would be a happy, sloppy wreck with a hard cock by the end of the night” smiled Kate. “I always knew i’d win”

As Mark tried to think of something to say he had to admit he was a sloppy messy wreck, with a huge sticky bulge in his pants. And, judging from the way he stroked Julia’s breast both he and her were very happy.

“Oh, this is Mary” said Tim introducing his sticky new friend. Mary smiled.

“Hi” said the other three.

“Would you like an egg” asked Mary.

“I’m all sloppy right now thanks” replied Mark, “But maybe later”

“No silly” laughed Julia, “as the end there is a nice gunge pool on the stage you can relax in, but the club has gotten too busy so they need to limit who can go in. So everyone gets an egg, later we all smash them on our heads. If it is hard you get to go in the pool, if it smashes, well, you get a nice sloppy egg to play with. So everyone wins really.”

Giggling Mark, Kate and Julia picked an egg putting them on the table in front.

“Ok on three” said Mary “one, two, three”

Julia, Mark and Kate forced the eggs at their foreheads. “Ow” they went in unison as the eggs cracked but nothing came out.

“Someone is going to think I rigged this.” smiled Tim as the three sloppy sticky friends started to pri themselves off and towards the gunge pool. Julia moaning as she pulled her sloppy panties up and through the cream to her pussy and bottom.

“Oh, i’ll be back in a minute” said Julia ducking out from under Marks arm before disapearing towards the bar.

“Come on lover boy.” said Kate as she pulled Mike towards the stage.

“I get it now” he said to Kate. Every step he took was exquisite pleasure. Kate, who was clearly having a similar experience smiled.

Arriving at the stage they were met with the man who had been involved in the shop routine earlier. Now nude he had clearly been covered in yogurt which was dripping from his limp cock. As they reached him he took their eggs, rubbing a bit on their heads to find a clean spot he picked up a can and sprayed it, leaving fluorescent pink spots on both their heads.

“Don’t worry,” he smiled “That will come off well before the rest of that mucky slop”. As Kate passed he added “Syrup and no panties, nice”

Kate smiled back and pulled her syrupy stretched jeans a bit higher which elicited a moan.

Reaching the stage they saw the pool. About 15 meters across and 1 and a half deep, the only way in was via a small slide. Three of four other people were already there enjoying splashing in the warm green goo.

Climbing the stairs Mark’s heart was beating again. He really had never considered getting submerged in gunge, but he knew he would love it.”

“This is going to be fantastic, i’m so excited” said a whimpering kate behind.

Lining up on the slide he let go, hitting the gunge it forced up his legs, pushing agains the syrup which began to come out the same way it went in. He gasped as his head went under, resurfacing a few seconds later to watch his slimy trainers and legs floating in front of him.

A few seconds later he heard a shriek as Kate caused a tidal wave as she hit.

“Mmm” she moaned “this feels fantastic, i’d love more near my skin”

Smiling naughtily she reached under and started to fiddle.

“What are you doing? “asked Mark.

“You’ll see” she replied as she pulled her now sticky jeans out of the gunge and threw them over the side. This elicited a little round of applause from the people there as Kate put her beany boots back on filling them with as much slime as possible.


Mark scrunched his nose and as carefully as he could, unbuttoned his jeans. He pushed his still syrupy pants down to his thighs and luxuriated in his cock and balls being set loose in the gooey green slime.

“You disgusting dirty naughty boy” admonished Julia.

Before Mark could say anything his head was engulfed by a tidal wave of slime, looking up he saw two creamy cakes sitting on hands sticking out the slime. As he watched the hands raised revealing a very happy slimy Julia beneath.

“Oh, this is nice, I just realized that Mark hadn’t even had a pie on the face.” said Julia, “So I got one each for you two”.

“Lovely” , said Kate talking the pie and smashing it into her face. As she did her legs raised up revealing the top of her boots and now naked thighs.

“Kate!” What happened to your jeans” asked a very giggly Julia

“I took them off” blushed Kate, “It is so nice being in my skin in the pool”

“Here” said Julia as she handed Mark the cake. Pulling at the back of her corset she pulled it off and dropped it over the side.

“mmm” she said as she slid down coating her breasts in the slime and draping Mark’s arm over her shoulder. “Don’t you like your cake” she asked

“Yes! but it seems wrong for you to go without. Why don’t we share?”

Julia smiled as Mark gave the cake to Kate. Kneeling in the slime and enjoying the sensations of the slime on her crotch Kate positioned the cake at Mark. Julia squeezed her face into Mark’s just as the cake came forward. At once, Mark’s world became dark and as he slid back had to admit the custard lounge was his new favorite club.

[smittybill53]

Well played. I most definitely enjoyed reading this story.

[muckypup]

Yeah really cracking story. Thanks very much.

[PleasePieMeMistress]

Loved it. Made me hard several times!

[Scud01us]

I have now read this story through twice... I would love to go there!