Heatwaves were a bitch.

Luckily for Abbie, they were a fantastic excuse to set up a messy session. She arranged a date with Leah, then made several trips to the shop over the next week, picking up various sweet substances. On Saturday, she ferried the ingredients outside and prepared a space for them to use. Who'd have thought it would be such a pain to put down all the plastic sheeting? Then again, Leah had done it last time, so it was only fair Abbie took a turn.

She'd only just finished laying everything out when Leah gave her signature knock. Abbie rushed to the door and greeted her girlfriend with a long kiss.

"I'm so excited!" Leah said, bounding into the house and slipping her shoes off. "Feels like it's been months since we did this."

In truth, it had only been a couple of weeks, but that felt like an eternity after the ecstasy of their last session.

"Come on," Abbie said, leading Leah out to the plastic-lined patio. "We're gonna make some ice cream."

Two blue ice boxes sat against the low brick wall. Next to them was a foldout camping table lined with fruit, cream, sauces, and various other toppings. Abbie had placed a small heater by the patio door in case either of them got too cold, and judging by Leah's lightweight outfit of a hot pink tube top and black leggings, it looked like she'd made a good choice.

"Wow . . ." Leah gazed at the supplies. "It's been ages since I've had a proper sundae. Can I go first?"

"Sure." Abbie waved at the white plastic chair in the middle of the patio.

Leah sat down and smiled. "What flavours are there?"

"Banoffee for you. Hope that's still your favourite."

"Oh my God! Thank you!"

"Thought you'd like that." Abbie walked to the table and picked up a bottle of toffee sauce. "You ready?"

Leah gave her clean outfit a last glance. "Yes!"

Abbie stood behind Leah and started spraying the sauce over her hair. The brown locks reached the middle of her back, so they took a while to completely coat.

"Good?" Abbie massaged the stuff into Leah's scalp.

"Mm-hm." Leah leaned back and smiled.

"Close your eyes."

After she did, Abbie sprayed the rest of the bottle over her face, turning her pale skin a deep golden brown. Leah stuck her tongue out and lapped up streaks dribbling down her chin as Abbie grabbed another bottle of the stuff. She sprayed this one over Leah's top, saturating both front and back in the sweet goo until all hints of pink had vanished. She sloshed the remainder over Leah's leggings, then rubbed the sticky sauce deep into her clothes.

"It's so nice." Leah ran a hand through her gluey curtain of hair.

"Good, time for the cold stuff." Abbie picked out a large tub of banana ice cream from the icebox and held it under Leah's nose.

"Do I get a taste first?"

"Sure." Abbie grabbed an ice cream scoop from the table and levered a large dollop into Leah's mouth.

"Ah!" she yelped, licking up what she could before the blob dropped into her lap. That only made her squeal louder as the cold dessert seeped through her leggings.

Abbie tipped the entire tub of ice cream down Leah's front. She shrieked, stamping her feet and waving her arms as the freezing stuff covered her top and pooled in her lap.

Abbie tried her very best not to burst out laughing. "You okay?"

"Y-Yes," Leah stammered, teeth chattering. "I'm f-fine."

"Then you won't mind me giving it some help?" Abbie started to rub the ice cream into Leah's shirt.

Leah slapped her hand away. "No! That's s-so cold!"

Abbie smiled and gave her a quick kiss before heading back for more ice cream. She tipped this lot down Leah's back, and she was met with similar screams.

"I can't believe your doing this to me!"

Abbie laughed. "I didn't pour it *inside* your clothes."

"It's still so cold!"

Abbie grinned. "Just tell me to stop, and I'll pour everything over myself instead. I'm sure you'd prefer that."

"Shut up."

Abbie turned back to the supplies. "You'll be okay soon when it starts melting."

She picked up a few overly ripe bananas and considered Leah's dripping body. "Stand up," she said, walking behind the chair.

After Leah had done so, Abbie pulled back the waistband of her leggings and shoved two bananas inside.

"Ooh, they're all soft."

"They'll be even softer when you've sat down."

Taking her hint, Leah dropped hard into the chair and screamed as the bananas squidged noisily beneath her. Abbie shoved her other two under Leah's sticky top and gave her breasts a nice squeeze to mash the fruit into her skin. She gave Leah's steel-hard nipples a stroke before heading back to the table for more bananas.

After squishing a couple into Leah's hair, and a few more down her back, Abbie moved onto the enormous cans of whipped cream. She still had a few pastry cases lying around from her solo experiments, so she filled a couple up with banana moose and topped them with huge fluffy mounds.

"Ready?"

Leah nodded, and Abbie thrust the first pie into her face with a loud splat. God, it felt good to do that. Almost as good as receiving one herself. The explosion of cream splattered all over Leah's hair and down her top while she shrieked in delight. Abbie twisted the pie around and mashed it up over her scalp, and banana pudding ran down her face and poured into her lap.

"Those always taste so good," she moaned.

"I know. Too bad the other one's for your butt."

"What?"

"You heard me. Stand up."

Leah rose, pudding and melted ice cream trickling down her legs, and Abbie walked behind her with the pie clutched tightly. She pulled down Leah's leggings and slapped the pie into her already banana-covered ass. Cream once again sprayed everywhere, and Abbie hoisted Leah's leggings once more to trap as much of the mess as possible.

Leah dropped back into the chair and moaned as cream squelched around in her knickers. "Anymore?"

"Sorry, I want the rest of those. There's still plenty of cream though."

"Gimmie!"

Abbie grabbed a can and shampooed Leah's hair with its contents. After lathering it in, she squirted cream over her girlfriend's chest, giving each breast a concentric swirl. Abbie emptied the last of the can over Leah's stomach, then leaned close and started licking the cream from her nipples. The sweet flavour of dairy and toffee filled her mouth, and she let out a contented sigh.

"Mm, that feels so good."

"Tell me about it." Abbie slurped up a final mouthful, then stood up and grabbed a fresh can. There was just enough to cover Leah's back and thoroughly soak her leggings. Then, smiling, Abbie picked up a tub of chopped nuts and shook them over her girlfriend.

Leah laughed. "Really?"

"Yep." Abbie got to work rubbing in the cream. "Completes the look." She squeezed Leah's boobs, layers of mess squelching under her hand accompanied by her girlfriend's panting. Her gasps shifted to moans as Abbie moved her hand downwards, eventually pushing a finger into her underwear and rubbing circles around her clit. It wasn't long before Leah coated Abbie's hand in another layer of mess.

"Wow," Leah panted. "Thanks." She got up and walked, dripping, to the heater.

"Still cold?"

"Not as bad, but gimmie a few minutes."

Abbie sighed. "Minutes? I want my ice cream."

"Patience."

Abbie groaned. "Does madam want a jacket as well?"

"Yes please," Leah said with her stupid, cute smile. Abbie could resist her.

"Fine, I'll be back in a minute, and keep your butt off my heater. I don't need another thing to wipe down."

***

Abbie walked up to her room and found an old, black sweater for Leah, then contemplated her outfit. The tan shorts and black t-shirt she'd worn while gunging Leah were partially splattered, so she stripped them off and rifled through her clothes. She eventually decided on some jeans, a tight white top, and a purple fleece.

When Abbie got back to the patio, Leah looked a lot warmer. Abbie tossed her the sweater, then grabbed a kitchen towel to wipe off the chair. Better to start with a clean slate. After a couple of minutes, she was ready.

Leah got up and inspected the remaining supplies. "Strawberry for you, it looks like."

Abbie nodded and settled back in the chair.

"Take that fleece off for now."

Abbie rolled her eyes but did so, draping it over the low wall.

Leah started by tipping a massive bottle of strawberry syrup over Abbie's hair. The blond strands stuck together, and Abbie smiled at the smooth sensation. Leah kept pouring until the shoulder-length locks were sodden, then adjusted the syrup to flow over Abbie's face. Tipping her head back for maximum coverage, Abbie stuck her tongue out, lapping up the sweet liquid as it flowed past her lips. She sucked in a long breath, the fruity scent blending beautifully with the aromatic pink hyacinths blooming in the garden. It wasn't long before the goop ran over her shirt, staining the white material a vivid pink. Leah poured on more and more syrup until the saturated top clung to her like a second skin.

"Time for the fun part," Leah said, hefting a giant tub of strawberry ice cream.

Abbie screamed as the freezing stuff doused her. Leah peeled back the neckline of her top and poured more ice cream inside.

"Fuck!" Abbie squealed as the freezing mess piled against her stomach and back. "I didn't do that to you!"

"You wanted ice cream, babe," Leah said, tipping the last dregs over Abbie's hair. "You'll be okay soon when it starts melting."

Abbie shuddered and clenched her teeth, waves of ice washing through her body. She stood up and grabbed her fleece, pulling it on over her sopping t-shirt.

"Oh, there's still more," Leah said, grabbing a new tub and smiling. "Those jeans are pretty clean. And your knickers . . ."

"Don't you fucking dare!"

Leah laughed. "Just tell me to stop, and I'll pour everything over my--"

"Shut it!"

Leah tipped ice cream into Abbie's lap and down her legs, mashing it into the denim. Shivers racked her body, and it was all she could do not to involuntarily kick her girlfriend. The ice cream started melting into her clothes, and it was almost as sticky as the syrup.

Leah grabbed a pie crust and filled it with strawberry pudding, chocolate sauce, and whipped cream, then brandished it in front of Abbie's face. Her heart quickened; pies were her favourite. At some point, they'd have to have a session with dozens of pies and nothing else. A dollop of cream plopped into her lap as Leah waved it teasingly.

"Hurry up."

Leah continued to wave it around.

"Fine." Abbie snatched the pie and plastered it into her own face. Leah burst out laughing as Abbie's world turned dark and sticky. She kept mashing the pie into her face until her head was entirely encased in slop. How much had Leah put on this pie?

Streams of filling poured down her top, and cream splattered onto her shoulders and into her lap. Another one hit her in the chest before she could clear her eyes. Leah smeared the thing in circles, ruining Abbie's top even more and smothering her fleece with strawberries and cream.

The ice cream was properly melting now; sticky rivers of it flowed under her clothes and poured into her knickers. The cold did seem to be letting up, though.

Something hissed, and cream sprayed into her hair. Leah squirted the can down Abbie's back, soaking the other side of her fleece, then pulled back the waistband of her jeans and sprayed the remainder into her knickers. Abbie gasped as the cool cream mingled with the ice cream and swirled around her vagina. Leah pulled her jeans back into position and gave a crotch a slap, sending cream splattering up her stomach.

She pulsed with warmth at her girlfriend's touch, the chill of the ice cream forgotten. Leah picked up a large bucket and began to pour. Chocolate sauce: Abbie's favourite way to end a session. The silky brown liquid engulfed her hair, smothered her face, drenched her clothes, and rolled out in a wave across the floor. The sticky goo soaked every inch of Abbie's body, and Leah garnished her with a handful of strawberries.

Abbie moaned as Leah ran a hand across her breasts, smearing the chocolate in as deep as it would go.

"One more pie," Leah said, hefting it. It was the biggest one yet; strawberry syrup, ice cream, chocolate, and cream in a tower that had to be six inches tall.

"Give it to me," Abbie moaned.

Leah pulled down her jeans and knickers in one go and set the pie on the chair. "Whenever your ready."

Abbie collapsed backwards, and dessert exploded underneath her. It filled her every crack. It streamed into the jeans bunched at her knees. It sprayed up her back. She let out a loud moan, and Leah thrust a hand into the mess and gave her the most violent orgasm of her life.