It happened on the first giddy day of our honeymoon in Las Vegas. Sarah and I had ventured out onto the strip when we spotted a large sign outside Club Decadence advertising an interesting attraction:

SPLOSH NIGHT 2013: 11:00 PM- 2:00 AM...seeking couples for our massive annual food fight party. This will be the most wild and crazy 3 hours of your life-we promise! Indulge your inner child and break the rules! Cover your girlfriend/boyfriend/wife/husband/friend in pies, cakes, chocolate, spaghetti, Jello and more! Wear swimsuits and prepare for total mayhem. Shower area provided. Awards will be given for the messiest contestants. Must be 18 or older.

A surge of horny excitement shot through my body. My heart began to thud. I could feel my cock tingle and move. I felt the connection of Sarahs soft hand.

In the days leading up to our wedding I had enjoyed the shockingly irreverent fantasy of smashing cake into Sarahs face at our reception. It had played in my mind like a movie...I could see the sweet smile that illuminated her perfect face, her soft lips, her vivacious blue eyes, her short blond hair...and then...SMOOSH...I had imagined what it would be like to rub the moist, thickly frosted cake in Sarahs face...to smear it up into her hair...

I had never, even for a moment considered turning this fantasy into reality. I had too much respect for Sarah. I could never publicly demean her that way. She was the hottest, most amazing woman I had ever laid eyes on. We met freshman year at Northwestern. It had taken me two weeks to get up the courage to talk to her. Only beauty, dignity and class were appropriate on that special day. But the fantasy endured. Now, the thought of Sarah imagining this situation seemed delightfully and dangerously erotic.

Wow... gasped Sarah with a mixture of amusement and stunned curiosity. You mean people really come and throw food at each other for the whole night?...That actually sounds kind of fun.

She said it so nonchalantly. I couldnt believe the words had actually come out of her mouth. We continued to walk.

I would totally be up for it. I volunteered, bravely.

Sarah stopped and looked at me with surprise.

Oh my God...Are you serious?!

Yeah. It would be awesome. It would be something wild and crazy that wed never forget.

She hesitated for a moment, speechless. I dont know...Ive never done anything like this before in my entire life...What would our friends back home think?

I gazed into her eyes. She paused and then started to laugh. OK...OK...Why not?...We only live once. Lets go for it!

For the rest of the day I was consumed with anticipation. Every time I looked at Sarah I felt an overwhelming horny excitement as I imagined what I would do to her. We had an elegant dinner. Knowing that we would be smearing each other with food in a matter of hours made us both feel slightly naughty and punchy. We didnt order desert.

Thats coming tonight. giggled Sarah within earshot of the waiter. ...and itll be going right in your face!

We returned to our hotel room. At 10:00 I slid on board shorts and a soft cotton T shirt. Sarah slipped into her bikini and then pulled on a T shirt and running shorts. She pulled her short blond hair back into a neat ponytail. We packed towels and a change of cloths in plastic bags. The idea that Sarah and I were PREPARING to throw food at each other felt surreal!

Oh my God..Are we really doing this? giggled Sarah as we left our room. We cuddled and kissed on the elevator ride down. Her sensuous body felt so smooth and immaculate, her lips soft and full...

We got to Club Decadence at 10:30 on the dot. Throngs of fellow 20 somethings were already there, ready for the wild party. Dance music throbbed at ear spitting decibels. Club lights flashed. A gross mixture of smells hung in the air. Holding hands, we pushed our way through the crowd, eager to catch sight of the platform in front. And there it was...seemingly endless rows of folding tables and bakers carts containing pies, cakes and buckets of all sizes...three bright kiddie pools lined up, one filled to the top with gooey, oozing mashed potatoes, another with smooth chocolate pudding and the third with jiggly strawberry jello... A tarp spread out on the platform was smeared with a glorious two inch deep mixture of pudding, jello and mashed potatoes. Plastic covered the walls. A colorful beach ball and childrens plastic shovels and pales were visible. Messy playtime for adults-It felt so deliciously decadent...so irresponsible...so liberating!

A guy with a clipboard approached us, took our information and told us that we would be the first couple up at 11:00. Do you guys have any questions? he asked.

So we basically just go up there and totally trash each other? I asked, still unable to fully grasp that this was real.

Thats right. You got it! he grinned.

Contestants around us began stripping to swimsuits. Everyone was captivated by the novelty of this unique experience. I pulled off my T shirt and placed my sandals in a plastic bag. Sarah slowly pulled off her T shirt and shorts revealing her incredible bikini clad body. I allowed my eyes to fall on her full, sumptuous breasts, her smooth legs, her bare feet, all neat and immaculate-for now. Sarahs face glowed with eager anticipation as she gazed at the sloppy, oozing mess in front of us. I could never have imagined that the girl I had first known as a quiet deans list student at Northwestern would actually enjoy doing this!

The music cut out and my heart leaped into my throat. The deep voice of the MC boomed through the sound system with a slightly metallic edge:

Ladies and gentleman...Are you ready for SPLOSH NIGHT 2013?!!!

The crowd erupted with a rowdy, ear splitting cheer. My cock was throbbing in my shorts. Sarah took a deep breath and fidgeted nervously with her hands.

Awesome. Were going to ask our first contestants to come forward now.

The crowd cheered. A rock beat began to pump. I felt as if I was walking in a dream as I followed Sarah onto the platform. Giggling, Sarah hesitantly stepped into the perverse wrestling ring...one bare foot and then the other.

Ew! she giggled as smooth chocolate pudding oozed around her bare feet. Stepping in, I felt the unique sensation of thick, cold, gooey mashed potatoes clinging to my feet...I felt jello squish between my toes....Sarah took a step and almost slipped on the slop, letting out a giggly yelp. I caught her just in time, my hands inadvertently cradling her breasts. Could she feel my hardening cock as she fell back into me? The crowd cheered and hooted. I felt my own feet slipping and sliding on the goo.

The MC pulled the mic to his mouth: We have Sarah and Adam from Naperville, Illinois. Theyre newlyweds on their honeymoon. What a great way to celebrate tying knot! They say that this is going to be their first official fight as a married couple.

I looked over the contents of the tables, beginning to realize, with delight that the opportunity in front of me exceeded anything I had imagined. Huge buckets were filled to the top with baked beans, Spaghetti-Os, chocolate syrup, raw eggs, corn chowder...

As the crowd cheered and egged her on, Sarah slowly lifted a massive whipped cream, pudding and chocolate syrup pie. She turned, looking at me, laughing gleefully and stepped toward me through the slop. There was something teasing and seductive about the way she approached me. The crowd started cheering louder in anticipation of what was about to happen. At this moment, for everyone in the room, including my wife, my face was reduced to nothing more than a pie target. This humiliating reality felt exhilarating and freeing. Sarah slowly lifted the pie in aim, laughing and enjoying every moment...

SMACK!!! I felt the full force of her hand as thick, gooey, cold whipped cream and pudding smothered my face. Sarah enthusiastically smeared the plate up into my hair. The crowd let out a delighted, mocking groan. I felt clumps of pie hit my bare chest. I tasted pie and felt it oozing into my ears...

The plate dropped to the floor. Ready for sweet revenge, I selected my own pie. Shaking with laughter, Sarah began fidgeting nervously in the middle of the tarp. I lifted a pie from the cart. It felt surprisingly heavy. I looked down at heaping mounds of gooey whipped cream and thick pudding. THIS was going in my sweethearts face...the woman I had stood before at the alter a day before. Could I have imagined this moment on the day we met? Holding the pie, I approached Sarah. She took a nervous breath and brushed a hand over her hair, then dropped both arms to her sides, as if dutifully waiting for the inevitable. I slowly, teasingly, raised the pie in aim. Our eyes met. She was dying of laughter. I drank in the perfection and vibrant beauty of her face...

SMACK!!! I smashed the pie right into Sarahs face, rubbing it from side to side. Whipped cream and pudding exploded in every direction, dropping in a heavy avalanche into Sarahs full cleavage. I forcefully smeared the plate up into Sarahs neat blond hair and then wiped it down her ponytail. The crowd cheered and jeered its approval.

With uninhibited child like joy, we raced back to the tables as the audience went wild. Sarah grabbed a bottle of ketchup, aimed and squirted with as much force as she could muster. While getting plastered with ketchup, I lifted a heavy bucket of baked beans from the table. Emptying the entire bottle, Sarah threw it down and began to scream as I approached with the bucket. I lifted the bucket over her head and let it slowly tip. Heavy baked beans engulfed Sarahs hair, hit her shoulders and slid into her cleavage. This was a moment I knew I would remember for the rest of my life. I had never seen Sarah laugh so uncontrollably. She stood and allowed the beans to consume her, enjoying the feeling.

Dripping with ooze, Sarah stepped to the table and picked up her own bucket of baked beans. She paused giggling as I stood, ready to accept her payback. She pushed the bucket, splashing me with backed beans, her gleeful laughter increasing as she saw the mess she made.

SMUSH! I pushed a massive, gooey double chocolate layer cake into Sarahs breasts. I smeared it around generously hoping to do the most damage possible. Reveling in frivolity, Sarah fell backwards into the slop. I picked up a heavy bucket of chocolate syrup and stood over her letting her giggle with anticipation. Then I poured it, first over her legs, then her breasts and finally her face. Sarahs body writhed with ecstasy as the chocolate hit her. She laid on the floor, relishing the joy of this experience. I poured a bucket of slimy raw eggs, then a bucket of Spaghetti-Os. I gently climbed on top of Sarah. Our bodies slid over each other. We rolled and slid around on the tarp, enjoying the feeling of slop oozing between our legs and around our bodies.

Sarah slowly stood up. She was totally unrecognizable, every inch of her body dripping and oozing with slop, her blond hair completely demolished. She grabbed a container of strawberry Jello, pulled out the front of my shorts and dumped it in. I felt the squishy jello slide down over my cock and in between my legs. She pulled out the back of my shorts and dumped in more. She massaged her hand over my cock, squishing the jello. She could feel how aroused I was, by the hardness of my cock.

I picked up a large handful of gooey chocolate cake and slowly approached her. She laughed, knowing what was coming. Oh my God! Oh my God! she giggled. I pulled out the back of her bikini bottom and dropped it in. I pushed my hand over Sarahs ass and smushed the cake as Sarah shook with laughter.

Still laughing uncontrollably, Sarah dived head first into the kiddie pool of mashed potatoes. I dived in on top of her and we wrestled. For two professionals who were used to sitting behind a desk in an office, the feeling of being so totally covered from head to foot in a variety of foods was unreal. We wrestled in the mashed potatoes, then I picked up Sarah and threw her into the pool of chocolate pudding. Her wild laughter was uncontrollable!

As we continued to play, other couples came forward and joined us. Rolling and sliding, smearing and dumping food, getting hit with surprise pies...it went on and on, never getting old. The feeling of all these foods caked on Sarahs glorious body was unbelievably sensuous.

As the evening neared an end it was time to for the messiest couple to take home a $500.00 cash prize. Each couple came forward and the remaining audience cheered. Sarah and I were tied with an incredibly messy Megan and Alex from Tampa, Florida. Now we would have the opportunity to go back and forth to see who could take the prize by 2:00 AM.

Sarah and Adam, lets see what youve got! said the MC.

I picked up a jar of peanut butter, dipped my hand in and scooped out the largest handful I could get. I slowly smeared it into Sarahs already covered hair. Sarah covered me with a bottle of mustard. Now we watched to see what Alex and Megan would do. As the crowd cheered, Megan began to remove her bikini top. Alex dumped a bucket of BBQ sauce over her head.

To my utter amazement, Sarah began to remove her own top. The she went even further...She removed her bottom and stood completely nude! The crowd exploded with riot like intensity. I smashed pies into Sarahs ass and front and smeared more pies over her breasts. It was 2:00 AM and we had won. Our lips connected in the most perfect kiss. We were led to a shower area where we would spend another hour showering together, overcome with a deep, quiet, satisfied bliss.