BUZZZZZZ!!!

A timer shrills out and with a cry of triumph you leap to your feet. "YES!!!"

You have successfully completed your latest wet and messy challenge!

I mean, fair enough, you are completely naked, and your exposed cock and balls are thoroughly doused in bright yellow custard. But hey, you have succesfully completed your challenge!

"Oh no!" groans your gorgeous playmate Claire, shaking her lovely blonde head ruefully in mock despair, still completely clean but for some tell-tale custard around her mouth. "I can't believe that I lost!"

"I can't quite believe it either" you giggle happily as Claire glares at you, your erection pounding and certainly not having expected to win this particular game.

To explain, Claire is a cheeky, voluptuous and fun-loving blonde in her late 20s, her attractively rounded body a source of constant wonder to you with her plump and bouncing breasts and cute little bum. Also Claire's tempting curves are very on display in her somewhat silly-looking present outfit, a skimpy white t-shirt bearing the logo 'SPLATTERTIME!' in a cartoon font. That the t-shirt is not only too thin but several sizes too small only shows Claire's curves the body, also making for a beautiful contrast with her body half covered only by a black lace thong. It's almost as though she's dressed to look ridiculous. And sexy as hell.

And to explain further, what Claire had been trying to do before the buzzer sounded was make you cum. Unsuccessfully. You can't quite believe it. A red hot, dressed up and splosh-loving blonde has just stripped you off and lubed your rising penis up with custard. Then she titty fucked you, sucked you, forced your throbbing shaft inside her, sucked you some more and by the timer finally sounded was actually frantically sucking the tip of your rampant penis while simultaneously also desperately hand wanking its pulsating shaft.

All to no avail.

"Honestly" Claire complains, leaning into the slapstick role of bad LOSER, "You must be inhuman! I'm amazing at blow jobs for fuck's sake, they're my specialist superpower!"

"Well" you reply with a knowing smirk, "You could always practice some more on me later, fine-tune your skills..."

"Not right now?" Claire simpers at you, expression all wide-eyed innocence as she makes a serious of absolutely filthy sucking gestures, apparently oblivious to the large gunge tank at the back of the room behind her.

"I'm afraid not" you grin, playing along with her setup. "Because you know what time it is now, don't you, Claire?"

"Yes" she groans theatrically. "The game is complete and that means..."

"It's splattertime!" you finish for her, smirking happily and gesturing at the giant gunge tank. "You lost the game I'm afraid, Claire, so for you my friend it is super sexy wet and messy splattertime!"
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It'd been a fun little discovery a few months previously, that your good friend and regular fuck buddy Claire shared your love of all things wet and messy, preferably combined with wild and whacky sex in a suitably slippery, silly and slapstick way.

Which is how, a few strip and pie fights, naked pudding wrestles and sexy gunge baths into your WAM adventures, while slow fucking in the clean-up shower, the pair of you invented the weekly gameshow 'SPLATTERTIME!', a regular excuse to compete against each other in ever siller and sexier challenges with the LOSER (and, to be fair, usually also the WINNER) facing Yep, you've guessed it, SPLATTERTIME!

You started fairly tamely, like the restrained and classy pair you are, with classic WAM challenges games like pie-eating contests, mucky buckets and rampant cum races with messy forfeits, the usual sort of thing you'd see on any perfectly normal gameshow.

Messy wrestling remained a favourite, if a bit too prone to rapidly descending into messy sex, then there was the naked trampoline and playpit balloon bursting, that old party favourite 'cock, paper, scissors', the sexy gunge tank trigger words, strip races and underwear-filling contests. You'd particularly enjoyed the nude racing each other on comedy space hoppers while transporting gunge, cream and vanilla pudding in colanders on your heads.

All of which is what led to your present position, naked and grinning, custard-still dribbling from your throbbing erection as a genuinely nervous-looking Claire takes up her seat in the gunge tank, glancing nervously up at the giant reservoir of slime now poised directly above her head, aware of the recent DIY work she'd cockily had you do to double the size of the vat...
Unlucky for her. A real shame really as you assure her with a grin. Wah, wah, wah...
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"Oh come on" Claire purrs at you, cupping up her plump breasts for your entertainment, thoroughly enjoying both teasing you and taking her turn to play the secretly not so reluctant public sexy splosh stoogette, "You wouldn't gunge poor little me and ruin my nice new hair-do and lovely clean white t-shirt... would you...?!"

"Fair point" you smirk, recognising the setup again. "Better take the t-shirt off!"

Once she's finished raising her hand to mouth and performing the almost successful mime of shock and outrage at your kinkiness, giggling and sticking her tongue out at you, Claire slowly and carefully stands to remove her t-shirt, giving a playful little twirl in the tank, slowly and deliberately letting you eye up every inch of her gorgeously nude and curvaceous body, breasts now bare and bouncing free.

"Well" she giggles some more at your entranced expression, "Will I do for splattertime?"

"Almost" you smirk, taking control of the skit again. "But I think there is just one more thing you need to do before your punishment..."

"Yes...?" says Claire, intrigued, genuinely not knowing where you're taking this.

It's for her own good you explain calmly and slowly, deliberately drawing out the pre-gunge teasing tease of the hapless naked blonde. You were surprised to win the game after all. Indeed, you're concerned that your dear friend might be losing her touch. There's only one thing for it, she'd better wank herself off instead of you, demonstrate that she hasn't lost her special sexy superpower!

"Fuck's sake" giggles Claire, not exactly adverse to the idea, one hand already moving to her crotch, and pointing a finger at you in amused protest. "So, basically, you now expect me to lady wank myself off, in a gunge tank, poised directly underneath the slime with you just watching on, perving away at me pleasuring myself, purely for your own selfish entertainment?!"
"Yeah" you grin. "That's exactly what I am expecting!"

"Well" sighs Claire, hand already inside her thong, wicked grin on her face, slight flush of excitement to her cheeks as her finger already starts to jerk, not exactly overdoing her protests. "I suppose I am the LOSER after all, it's only fair that I'm punished..."

"Quite right" you grin, taking a seat and preparing to enjoy yourself. "Get wanking bitch!"

Having made a final faux-outraged tongue poke, Claire puts on quite the show, you really have to grant her that. First she checks inside herself with one finger, giggling as she holds it up for you to see how glistening wet she already is before sensously licking it clean, savouring the taste of her own pussy juice and clearly turned on in her turn by your increasingly rapt expression. And from then on she's soon fingering away at her clit with one hand as the other massages her round breasts, already giving little gasps of pre-orgasmic female pleasure.

Claire giggles again, catching your expression. "I may have already been a little horny..." she chuckles, face starting to flush "For some reason..."

"Come on then, kinkster" you tease her playfully. "If that's the case, I want to see you cumming for me!"

"Yes, sir!" says Claire meekly and with uncharacteristic modesty, now arching her back and thrusting her neatly-shaven crotch in and out against her busy finger as she already starts to squirm and cum in the gunge tank!

"Oh yes" she gasps as she starts to edge, blonde head completely back and mouth open in rising pleasure, finger frantically working away. "Oh yes, yes, YES, that is very much SPLAT ATTACK level good!"

Yes, it's quite the sight as the red-faced blonde finally orgasms, her head still completely back, all dignity gone, feet braced against the gunge tank walls for greater self-fucking stability, her neatly shaven crotch up thrust as its thirsty owner shudders and gasps and convulses in pleasure, still desperately rubbing away at herself, panting and squealing as she climaxes helplessly over and over again!

Which is when you pull the trigger.

Uh-oh!

DRRRRRINGGGGGGGGG!!!!

The shuddering Claire just has time to slam her head forward in realisation, mouth now gaping in shock as well as pleasure, finger still furiously wanking away at herself as...

SUPER SEXY SPLATTERTIME!!!

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

The howling Claire vanishes beneath gallon after gallon of bright pink strawberry pudding, exploding all over her head and body!

Not that your naughty friend exactly seems to mind this particular end to her public sexshow, turning her face upwards into the downpour and rubbing pink slime around her slippery boobies with one hand as the other still works her crotch, naked, trashed and orgasming beneath an ongoing waterfall of bright pink pudding!

Until at last, the deluge subsides, a panting, shaking and fucked-out post-orgasmic blonde eventually goes to wipe her eyes...

"Oh God" Claire murmurs, a little hoarsely, her giggle near hysterical. "That was ***intense***. You'll have to remind me if I won or lost again..."

SPLAT!!!

Which is when you nail her with the custard pie!

WOOOOMPPPPHHH!!!

YES!!!

Cream and custard explode everywhere as Claire squeals and gasps in shock, arms shooting up in a perfect slapstick gesture of genuine surprise.

"Eeeeeeeeekkkk!" she squeals again, blinded by custard, her gunge-soaked legs now also gaping wide, "Not nice, not nice, not nice as cumdown AT ALL!"

SPLAT!!!

Which is when you nail her with the surprise super sloppy pussy pie!

WOOOOMPPPPHHH!!!

YES!!!

"Wow" giggles Claire helplessly in the end, having finally wiped her eyes and stopped shaking, laughing and panting, now chuckling at the logo on the bottom of the upturned pie tin still planted in her groin - 'I LOST AT SPLATTERTIME!'

"Oh wow, oh fucking wow." She surveys the lake of pink pudding around her and wipes her face again. "Looks like you really got me good this time playmate!"

"Yeah" you grin. "So let me help you clean up..."
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Claire's jaw drops again at that, clearly expecting a dousing in fresh gunge or something similarly unpleasant.

CORRECT!!!

"Splattertime!!!" you gleefully shout again as you lob the bucket of cold foamy water at her.

SPLATTER!!!

"Waaaaaarrrgggggggggghhhhh!!!" shrieks Claire from inside the tank, "I'll get you back for this next week, I swear!"

"Oh I don't know" you tease her, "I think you might like this next bit of the clean-up operation..."

And she really does, that's for certain. With a deliberate and meaningful smile, you kneel in front of your beautiful friend, fresh strawberry pudding glistening all over her gorgeous and naked body. As Claire's eyes widen in happy realisation, you prize the silver pie tray from her pussy, and then slowly and carefully start to lick her slimey crotch clean, teasing away at her with your tongue.

Of course, even after the orgasm she's just had, a splosher Claire isn't exactly uninterested in further slippery sex play. Even as you lap way at her general crotch area she's already purring and moaning, running her messy fingers through your hair. By the time you reach her labia with your questing tongue, she's gasping and shuddering again, clamping your head into position and that's even before you move your tongue into her cream, custard and pudding-lubed pussy and then on and up towards her very swollen clit.

"Oh God" squeals Claire as she climaxes all over again, thrusting her crotch in and out against your tongue. "Oh God, Oh God, Oh God!!! Thank you so much for teaching me a proper SPLATTERTIME LOSER lesson, sir, I swear I'll be a better little cock tease in future, I promise!"

"Ah yes" you chuckle, Claire subsiding in shuddering climax once again, alternately shuddering, panting and giggling. "Well the thing is About that I do believe that I'm still owed my own super sloppy SPLATTERTIME orgasm!"
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It's a scene you had prepared earlier, and you have to say that it was worth the effort.

On the floor is a giant tray cake, all gooey swirls of multi-coloured whipped cream layered up on top of the mounds and mounds of chocolate filling.

And you are now sitting in the middle of the cake.

And the lovely and somehow not yet fully fucked out Claire is now sitting astride you, your ramrod stiff penis now held tight inside her warm and sopping pussy, her long legs clamped behind your back, holding you both even tighter together, your shining eyes locked upon each other's.

On the table behind you waits a bucket of thick green gunge and a final couple of pies.

It'll be an interesting final challenge of the day, you think, seeing who cums first, the finger and tongue fucked strawberry blonde, or the horny male kinkster teased as far as the very edge all the way back at the very start of the game.

And it might well really be quite the contest, between two such experienced fuck buddies, already rocking away at each other in their cake bath, already knowing exactly how best to tease and pleasure each other after so many sweet and sensual experiments in recent weeks.

"But you do know what happens to the first one to cum...don't you?" you tease Claire as she starts to gently rock up and down on top of you, already returning you to the brink.

"Yeah" she grins as you thrust up deep inside her and she gives a helpless little moan of pleasure. "Super sexy SPLATTERTIME!!!"

The End (for this week!)

[Well, I've been busy so it's been a while - but I hope my kind of silly kinky story still appeals to a few!]