I knew something was up when Michelle asked me to come over on a Wednesday night. We had been fuck buddies for almost two years and had only gotten together on weekends. She was a horse trainer and usually too sore for much adventure during the week. She lived about half an hour away from me so I headed over after I got off from work. When I walked in she had dinner waiting. It was takeout of course. Michelle was doing well if she could operate the Keurig. But it was from my favorite sushi restaurant so I was happy. She looked like she had just gotten out of the shower and was wearing a pair of running shorts that barely covered her ass and a grey sports bra. Some guys are into the yoga pants but it would be a crime to cover up her perfectly toned thighs and ass from jockeying horses all day long. She knew it too. I was planning on going to the gym afterwards so I was wearing gym shorts and a white t-shirt.
After we finished eating I asked her what the midweek booty call and sushi was all about. She acted surprised and said she was just feeling hungry for more than sushi today. She leaned in and put her hand down my shorts and then slid it down my compression shorts. I started boning up immediately and kicked my shoes off. She took her hand out and I let out a heavy sigh. She knew how to work me up and then pull back at the last moment. I reached down and wriggled out of my gym and compression shorts. She took her shorts off and crawled on top of me. She teased me a little more while keeping her sports bra on as I rubbed my face into her. I took my t-shirt off and then I finally ticked her into submission and got the sports bra off of her. My cock was throbbing and she was dripping. She climbed on top of it and rode me for the next half hour.

When we had finished up and put our clothes back on she sat back down next to me and told me she had a little favor to ask me. I knew it. She said they had a fundraiser carnival coming up to raise money for the equestrian society's program to rehabilitate retired race horses. She said they were really in need of volunteers and asked if I and any of my friends could help out. I asked her when it was taking place and she said the weekend after next. She told me that she was going to be volunteering in the dunk tank for the day. I joked with her to wear something white and then asked what she needed volunteers for. Well She seemed to be hesitating. She said the only thing left that we don't have volunteers for is the pie throwing booth. I said no way at first but she started looking at me with pitiful eyes and telling me how much the fundraiser would mean to everyone and the horses. I finally gave in and agreed. She said they needed three people and told me to ask some of my friends if they could volunteer too. "Maybe you could ask Brett" she said. I guess I shouldn't be surprised that she had thought of him. Brett had come over one night with me a couple of months ago when Michelle had wanted to try double vaginal. Brett and I had already done that with a couple of other girls and we had been friends since college. I told her I would ask him but that she could count on owing him a favor afterwards. She grinned and said that could be arranged.

I managed to talk Brett into volunteering and also my gym buddy Doug. Michelle had told me that the carnival was being at the local high school since school was out for fall break. The carnival was scheduled to be open from 1 PM to 5 PM and we arrived around 12 PM to get situated. Everything was being set up on the football field and Michelle found us as we were walking in. She had on a light blue bikini bottom and top with her shoulder length brown hair pulled up in a ponytail. She thanked us for coming and I introduced her to Doug since she hadn't met him yet. I had already caught her sizing him up as we walked in. She had already come up to Brett and hugged him from behind while brushing her hand over his crotch as she pulled away. I had already filled Doug in about mine and Brett's threesome with Michelle and he was practically drooling when he saw her. Doug was a ruggedly handsome guy with blonde hair but he was kind of shy and didn't have too much sexual experience. I had befriended him a few months ago at the gym and forced him to go with me to several parties and get him to meet more people.

The dunk tank where Michelle would be was right across from the pie throwing booth. She said she had them set it up this way on purpose so she could keep an eye on me since she knew there would be quite a few college girls running around. She and I are just fuck buddies but she couldn't help but be possessive some times. I think it's just her competitive nature. I told her I had a good mind to purchase every one of those pies to teach her a lesson and knock that jealous streak out of her. She smiled and replied that my empty threat didn't frighten her and that if I tried anything funny then this might be the last time I see her wet. And with that she turned away to start filling up the dunk tank. I was just hoping that the water would be ice cold.

I finally took a look at the pie throwing booth. There were three folding chairs next to each other on a big blue tarp to keep the field from getting dirty. Behind the folding chairs was a huge target drawn onto the cardboard and the price of $10 per pie written in large letters. There were also three very large coolers filled with chocolate cream pies and peanut butter cream pies. The pies were a lot bigger than I thought they would be and there must have been about 40 of them. This was going to be a lot messier than I thought it would be. I had told Brett and Doug to wear a pair of old swim trunks that they wouldn't mind just throwing away afterwards. I wore a pair of green trunks that the gym's over-chlorinated pool had faded away. Brett's was the same situation but his were blue. Doug had on a pair of black gym shorts that looked too new for the occasion. I doubted they would survive it though. The temperature was in the low 70's and so we just took off our t-shirts.

At around 12:30 a girl who looked about 20 wearing cheerleading shorts that barely covered her ass and a tight t-shirt with her university's name on it came up and introduced herself. She said her name was Tiffany and she would be taking over collecting the money for the pies and handing them out. She said old Misses Bishop was supposed to be doing it but fell and broke her hip. It was at that point I looked over and saw Michelle glaring over at us and trying to figure out what was going on. Then I saw her come walking toward us. I mentioned her jealous streak earlier and knew this wouldn't be good.

Tiffany was all smiles and introduced herself to Michelle as soon as she came over. Michelle had no time for that as she looked Tiffany up and down while interrupting her and asking where old Misses Bishop was at. Tiffany told her what happened and Michelle rolled her eyes and muttered "well that's just great" under her breath. She was about to say something else when I leaned in and reminded her of what I said earlier about her jealousy. Michelle turned back and said "Nice to meet you Tiffany but just make sure that the only things you handle are the pies and the money" and gave Tiffany a brief look in the eyes. When Michelle got back over to the dunk tank I went over to explain the situation and apologize to Tiffany. I told her to take the jealousy as a complement. She smiled and said she guessed she would be a little jealous too if she were in that position. I told her I appreciated her understanding but that Michelle wouldn't get away with it this time. I then handed her $100 and told her to set ten of the pies aside. She realized what I meant and was about to object but I promised her she wouldn't be blamed for it.

It was after 1 PM now and people had started coming in. I sat down in the chair between Brett and Doug where we waited for the impending onslaught of pies. I looked over at Michelle and she had already seated herself in the dunk tank. She was all smiles as she looked over at us. I laughed to myself knowing she would need that dunk tank to rinse herself off later. There were some kids lined up to dunk her and she was mercilessly taunting them. One kid was almost in tears when he couldn't hit the target and she laughed and told him what a disappointment he must be to his parents. But she wasn't laughing when his older brother came up and purchased three more balls to throw. He hit the target on every throw and the last time before she could even got all the way back on the seat. That definitely cooled off her attitude. And I could tell that the water must have been pretty cold since I could see that her nipples were clearly visible through her bikini top. Both Brett and Doug couldn't help but notice as well.

Doug's gaze didn't last long though. He was the first to be hit. A cute redhead bought a chocolate cream pie and smashed it into his face. She stood and laughed as he sat covered in a thick layer of chocolate custard, whipped cream, and crust. "I've always wanted to do that to a guy" she said as he wiped the pie from his face and fell down onto his chest. Doug tried to be bold and asked her name but she walked away still laughing. Next up was a kind looking older couple. Apparently they were big donors to the equestrian society. They each purchased a pie and walked over to Brett and me. From across the way Michelle yelled from the dunk tank "Don't be gentle. They both made fun of your horses!" Which was a complete lie since neither Brett nor I even knew who they were or had even seen the horses. But before I could open my mouth to explain, the old guy slammed a peanut butter pie in my face. I was stunned at first by how cold the whipped cream and peanut butter filling was. It took a moment to dig through the graham cracker crust and scoop it all out of my eyes and away from my nose.

I turned to look at Brett who was still pleading with the wife but it was no use. She smashed the pie in Brett's face with a vengeance and then rubbed the pie plate over his head. I could tell he needed some help so I leaned over wiped the pie away from his face. Like I said, we've known each other since college and been much closer than this. He was completely covered though. Michelle was laughing her ass off and yelled over again "awww, aren't the two of you cute!" It was at that point that I told Brett and Doug about my plans for Michelle later. They both agreed that she needed to be taught a lesson after her behavior today.
One by one, we each got hit with the dozens of remaining pies by various crowd goers. Doug's younger twin cousins attended the high school and they spotted him. One purchased a peanut butter pie and the other a chocolate pie. They were out for revenge since Doug had been a referee for their wrestling team and frequently called them out for fouls. They each took one side of him and simultaneously sandwiched the pies into his head. You could barely even make out Doug's head under the thick mass of two pies worth of whipped cream and filling. The two twins stood behind Doug and posed for a crude photo as the pies slid off his face and onto his chest. His blond chest hair was coated in mounds of cream and chocolaty peanut butter filling.

It was a relief when Tiffany announced that all of the pies were gone except for the ten that I purchased. "Are you still planning on going through with it?" she asked nervously. "No backing out now" I replied. The three of us were cleaning up using the hose that had been used to fill the dunk tank when Michelle came over laughing at how she had mercilessly egged people on to slamming the pies in our faces. "Yeah, that was pretty clever of you" I said. "But the least you could do is pose for a photo with us" I added. I told her to have a seat in the middle chair and we would all stand behind her for the photo. She thought that was a fine idea and took a seat in the middle chair as she was told.

As soon as Michelle took a seat, Brett and Doug pulled out a piece of rope and tied her hands behind her back. I grabbed her feet and fastened them to the legs of the chair as well. She was immobile at that point. "What the hell are you three jerks doing!" she demanded. "I warned you that there would be consequences for your jealousy Michelle" I yelled out with a huge grin on my face. "I had Tiffany set aside ten pies just for you!" Michelle had an extreme look of horror on her face as she looked over and saw Tiffany bring out the first pie. "You bitch! I can't believe you would help them carry this out!" she screamed. Tiffany laughed and said "Oh Michelle I would have loved to have gotten my hands on these guys, but I was a good girl and only handled the pies; just like you told me to."

At this point Tiffany had handed each of us a pie. Michelle was still squirming around trying to get out of the chair but it was of no use. "I'm sorry baby but maybe this experience will help you remember to play nice in the future" as I leaned in and gave her a kiss. She tried to bite my lip but just barely nipped it. "Bad girl!" I snapped and then heaved the huge chocolate cream pie into her face. She let out a deep roar but that only made the rest of us laugh harder. Doug and Brett went next and smeared the pies all around her head. Her light blue bikini had turned an ugly shade of brown at this point. She was cursing and shouting threats at all of us as Tiffany handed us three more pies. We decided to smash them simultaneously. There was almost nothing visible of her at that point.

I turned around and saw the kid that Michelle had ridiculed mercilessly when she was in the dunk tank. He was having a blast watching this. "Hey kid, come over here" I said. I handed him two pies and told him to smash them into the side of her head like cymbals. "Don't you dare you little brat!" she screamed at him. But it was too late. He stood right behind and slammed both of the pies into her. The pie filling flew everywhere. "Good job kid!" I said as he laughed and ran off to catch up with his family. "I'm so cold! Get me out of here!" Michelle yelled at us. "Not so fast" I said, "We still have two pies left and I think Tiffany should get to do the honors for working so hard today and for having to put up with you." "Oh, fu-" she started before I shoved some pie in her mouth. "Watch your mouth, this is a family friendly carnival" I said.

I instructed Tiffany to deliver the final two pies to Michelle any way she pleased. "Oh thank you, I've never thrown a pie before!" she said with delight. She then added "Oh Michelle, did I mention that I'm the softball champion at my university?" Michelle just groaned and yelled at her to get it over with. Tiffany took several steps back. She picked up the first pie and gave it a powerful pitch. It landed right in the center of Michelle's face. The filling and crust made a nice even splat. For the last pie Tiffany decided to be gentler. She picked up the peanut butter pie and rubbed it all over Michelle's face and torso. "You look like a giant peanut butter and chocolate milkshake now" said Michelle with a grin.

Michelle, visibly exhausted at this point said "Ok you've all made your point and had your fun. Now get me out of here. My nipples are freezing from all this pie stuff in my bikini top!" "Ok, I think you've finally learned your lesson" I said as we began untying her. "Now, I was going to make you get cleaned up by putting you back in the dunk tank" I added. "But, seeing as how you still owe Brett a favor and I only think it's fair that we include Doug too, I'm going to march you off to the locker room showers where you can make good on that promise". "Care to join us Tiffany?"