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The Wetgalfan Chronicles Chapter 33
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Posted 4/30/18     82 views
The Wetgalfan Chronicles: Chapter 33
A Wild Wedding Night

Lisa and I took a step back from each other. Everyone was waiting for this. We had a lifetime to be clean. Time to be messy! We cocked the pies back and plastered each other in the face and everyone cheered. We dropped the pans and once I could see, I grabbed her close to me and planted a good, hard kiss on her. That was a great picture! It was two blobs covered in syrup and whipped cream kissing, except one was obviously female and she had one leg popped up. What a day! I spent most of it slimy and sticky and running around in my underwear and even spent some of it submerged under three feet of chocolate pudding on my head, but I hadn't had so much fun inwellforever!

Mom's bringing your stuff, Connie told us. Lisa and I looked at each other and we were both thinking the same thing. She pulled Connie into a hug and I made it a group hug, sandwiching her from behind. She moaned comically as we both smeared what covered us all over her. Luckily I was still spent from earlier or I might have moaned for another reason. My crotch was grinding against what her thong didn't cover!

Kris brought Lisa's purse to her which contained all of her personal effects and a Walmart bag to me that had mine. I'd quite smartly cleared my pockets before the ceremony. The only problem now was how were we supposed to ride in my nice GMC Yukon covered in this glop? I'd brought towels to sit on since we were going to be all wet, but they weren't going catch all this glop and our friends weren't about to let us leave anywhere close to clean!

Brett's taking us to The Shooting Star, Connie explained. Give him your keys and we'll take your Yukon over there after we get home and get decent and leave the keys in the office.

You're coming back here and having fun, right? Lisa asked.

Of course!

Brett had the tailgate of his Silverado already open so we'd get the hint that we were riding back there. I didn't blame him since we were still dripping ice cream toppings. Thankfully, it was still a warm night and riding around in wet underwear wasn't going to kill us.

You too, darlin'! he said to Connie who wrinkled her nose up at him. She wasn't as bad as we were but we'd managed to make a pretty good mess out of her.

We sat up against the cab. I got in the middle with Lisa on one side and Connie on the other.

As we pulled out, Lisa rolled her eyes and said in a goofy voice, We lost our clothes at another party! Leaving in our underwear again!

Yeah, but this one was definitely worth it, I commented.

What? You didn't like our Stag & Doe, Connie protested.

I didn't say that, I replied, but you guys outdid yourselves with this one.

You said you didn't want just a run of the mill reception, Connie said.

Just short of The Shooting Star motel, Brett pulled into a self-service car wash. He opened the sliding window in the back of the cab and asked, You want to rinse off first? My treat!

He pulled into a stall and changed several dollar bills for quarters. He activated the wash wand and Lisa and I held each other and made out while Connie hosed us down. Then she gave the wand to Lisa and dragged Brett into the spray with her even though he was relatively clean. Just for those who came in late or need reminding, Brett was wearing Navy blue Jockey briefs. I had my blue stars & stripes Crazy Boxers on. Connie had on a red bra and thong and Lisa had her white lace bridal lingerie.







Everything was tinted brown though thanks to literally swimming in chocolate pudding. We were recording the whole thing on Connie's phone and of course we couldn't just rinse off and be done with it. Lisa and Connie wanted me to give them both a bath with the suds brush. At least it wasn't the craziest thing I'd done that night. They danced around each other in their underwear and I spread suds all over them and then rinsed them off. Then we figured out that we weren't the only ones recording things. We were in full view of the security camera. Hopefully they didn't have anything go wrong that night to have to review the footage.

We piled back into the truck and drove across the street to The Shooting Star. Lisa and Connie decided it would be funny to send me into the office in my soaked underwear to surprise the night clerk, Gracie.

I'd like a room, I said. (Gracie and I had not met yet.)

What the fuck is wrong with you? Get out! she shouted. I'll call the police! You can't come in here like that!

Oh yes he can! Lisa shot back as she and Connie burst through the door in their wet, ruined underwear. As of a few hours ago, he's a full partner in this business and one of your bosses! If he wants to pop into the office in his underwear, he can!

Technically Lori ran The Shooting Star and Lisa, Connie and Brett looked after the KFC. However, they were all full partners. Lisa considered me one the moment we said, I do, (among other things she considered me), but we had to make it all legal, especially since I was buying in to build the water park.

Aw, damn you two! Gracie exclaimed and started laughing, almost snorting. Connie in particular apparently loved pulling pranks on her. She and Lisa gave her careful hugs from both sides since thet were all wet too.

In case you haven't figured it out, this is my husband, Jim, Lisa explained.

Yeah, we've met, Gracie said giving me a sardonic sneer. Should I expect this from now on or was this a one-time thing?

The reception got a little crazy, Lisa explained.

Glad I missed it, Gracie replied.

You wouldn't think that if you had been there, Connie shot back. We'll make sure you're off for the next party!

Can't wait! Gracie said, going up an octave on wait to punctuate the sarcasm.

Do you have that key Lori had you put back? Connie asked.

Yeah, Gracie replied, handing it to me, we put the luggage in the closet. What the hell is going to happen

Shhh! Connie interrupted. You'll spoil it!

Connie was obviously up to something. The fun wasn't over. (Yeah, I'm aware it was our wedding night and all sorts of fun was on tap no matter what.)

Have fun, guys! Connie sang and started to leave.

Wait a minute, I said, grabbing her wrist. We never properly thanked you for giving us that awesome reception! I pulled her around and held her in front of me with her arms behind her back and added, I think we should to that now, don't you, Lisa? and gestured toward the pool.

You're absolutely right! my goofball replied and went for Connie's feet.

She could have gotten away, but offered only verbal resistance as Lisa was lifting her feet off the floor: Wait! Lori and Mom aren't here! They helped! You should wait until you can thank all of us!

We can thank them later, Lisa said. We want to make sure we don't forget you.

Now Connie knew she was going in the pool. You should know by now that it really didn't bother her. However she needed to protest to make it at least look like it was being done against her will. Brett! Help! Connie yelled to her husband who was waiting in the truck.

He leaned out the window and yelled back, Sorry! I'm not dressed!

Neither am I! Connie shouted back about the time we cleared the pool gate.

Had anyone else been out there, we wouldn't have done this, but the pool was empty. We swung Connie and tossed her in on the count of three and went in after her.

Thanks for the reception, Lisa said when we gathered in the shallow end.

Connie replied sarcastically, Don't mention it. At least it was more fun than mine & Brett's

I looked at Lisa and she said, I'll tell you later.

Connie hugged us both and kissed us on the cheek. God, I am so happy for you two, she said. Everyone knew you should be together. I just wish it hadn't taken so long.

Hey! Brett yelled out the window at us. Are y'all gonna just swim all night or you gonna do what you oughta' be doin'?

Laughing, Connie hugged us again and we climbed up the steps at the shallow end. Dripping, Connie ran barefoot for Brett's truck and we headed down the building for our room. Brett honked the horn as he started to back up to get our attention. He had the dome lights on so we could see inside the truck. Connie was up next to him smiling wide. He put his hand behind her head and she stuck her tongue out at us as he pushed her face into his lap. We laughed, shook our heads and waved once more time.

Mmmm, hmmm! Lisa grunted, gives me an idea of how to pass the time driving to the airport tomorrow.

We were on the first floor and right behind the pool. In fact, it was the same room Lisa and I got reacquainted in when I had returned to McKenzie just about ten months before. I offered my arms to carry her in. The spring-loaded motel door was barely open as I held it with my bare foot, which wasn't easy by the way, and the room was dark. Lisa found the light switch as I carried her through the door. When the room flooded with light, I nearly dropped her at the sight.

Connie, was the one word Lisa could come up with before we both nearly had hemorrhages laughing. The entire room was covered in plastic except for the blanket, sheet and pillows on one bed. The other bed had been removed and in it's place was an inflatable kiddy pool filled withyou guessed itchocolate pudding! Cream pies were stacked everywhere, at least couple dozen.

She left a note! I said sarcastically, and read it aloud, Dear Lisa and Jim, It looks like we had way more pies than we needed! Lori, Mom and I thought these might make your first night together more 'interesting'. We know how you both love pie! We left you a mini-wrestling pit in case there was anything you wanted to do earlier but couldn't due to a lack of privacy. LOL! Lori says don't worry about the room. Everything she was worried about has either been removed or covered. If it's not covered, it's expendable. Make a big mess and enjoy yourselves! Love, Connie!

I asked, How many people do you think know about how deep getting messy goes with us?

Hopefully only those we can trust, Lisa replied. Sweeping up a banana cream pie she added, But for now, who cares?

SPLAT! Even though I saw it coming, I stood there and let her score a direct hit in my face. Mmmm! I moaned and in the best seductive voice I could muster said, Nice one. Totally didn't see it coming. (Women are much better at the seductive voice.)

Sure you didn't, she replied. I blinked my eyes open and she was coming at me with a chocolate cream in one hand and a strawberry cream in the other. Usually I was the initial aggressor whenever we played with pies but at the reception it was such a turn on being the submissive victim during our little wrestling demonstration, (especially when I was stripped the they still had their dresses on), and later when I got thrown back in that I decided to just let her go for it until she gave me an indication that she wanted some of the action.

SPLAT! Lisa sandwiched my head and smeared the two pies around. Graham cracker crust ground through my hair into my scalp. The ruined crazy boxers got progressively tighter. Oh, yeah! I moaned.

Well as long as you're enjoying yourself, Lisa said and turned me around and bent me forward. I placed my hands on the bed and let my ass stick out.

SPLAT! She whacked me in the ass with a lemon cream and smeared it all around the back of the Crazy Boxers.

Oh, thank you! I said. May I have another?

If you say so! Lisa replied.

She found a blackberry cream and got back in position, but before letting me have it, she pulled my shorts down in the back and plastered my bare ass with the pie.

That feels amazing! I said as she smeared it evenly over my ass.

Well if you liked that, you'll love this!

Lisa got a chocolate cream and pulled the front down and let my underwear hang between my knees. She reached around and shoved the pied into my rapidly growing erection and jacked it a few times. Then she pulled my underwear back up over the glop.

You're too good to me! I said and turned to face her. I love pie in my underwear!

I know! she shot back and threw a lemon cream with perfect accuracy to explode dead center in my face and make my head snap back.

You just gonna stand there and take it? she asked with her head cocked slyly.

Why not? I teased.

Well for starters, there are an awful lot of pies here, she said. I don't think I can hit you with all of them.

Oh, O.K, I said, I'll help. I picked up a chocolate cream and plastered myself in the face.

No, dummy! she said with that infectious laugh. I was thinking since you seem to like to see me messy all the time that maybe you might want to hit me with a pie or two!

O-o-oh! I drew out and in my best Curly impersonation added, Well, why didn't cha say so? Nyuk, Nyuk! Nyuk!

Lisa assumed the classic sexy Let me have it! position with her hands on her hips and one kneed bent slightly forward. Give it to me, city boy! she gasped and posed with her tongue sexily raking her upper teeth.

SPLAT! I plastered her in the face with a blackberry cream and paused to watch the sticky filling drip into the bralette that had seen it's better days and flow between her tits and down her stomach. She just kept posing so I grabbed a chocolate cream and launched it into her tits. Her entire outfit was dyed brown. I little more chocolate wasn't going to hurt it. I picked up another one and paused.

Lisa blinked her eyes open and saw me holding the strawberry cream. What're you waiting for, lover? she purred.

I said, Can you give me a little help with that skirt? and made a lifting motion with my free hand down by my waist.

Oh! she said with a knowing nod. Lisa reached down with both hands and pulled the skirtlette up above her waist and I fired the strawberry cream into her crotch.

Nice one, Lisa said and rubbed the chocolate cream pie into her bralette and the strawberry into her thong.

I took two banana creams and slammed them into the sides of her face. Don't go away, I urged.

Lisa responded with a girlish Tee, Hee! I got a lemon cream and smashed it into the top of her head and finally round-house pitched a chocolate cream right into her face to complete the four-way. Lisa pushed the glop down her face onto her tits and let it run on down her body to the floor.

This is fun, she said and turning around added, but I think I need some here! She bent over the bed like I did earlier and reached back and gave her own bare ass a slap. Think you can manage that?

Of course, my dear! I replied and hard pitched a blackberry cream. It made such a satisfying SPLAT! sound when it exploded across her way-too-lovely-and firm-for-someone-our-age ass cheeks. Lisa squealed with a girlish, Oooo! when it impacted.

That was nice! she purred. How about another one? Make it chocolate!

I said nothing but pied her ass hard with a chocolate cream. Lisa reached back and smeared the sticky filling and whipped cream all over while looking back at me over her shoulder smiling seductively and making kissy faces.

Oh! she exclaimed, I bet you'd rather do this! and lifted her hands away. I took over, smoothing pie all over her ass, down her legs and up her back. I leaned over her and hugged her from behind, enjoying how the pie squished out between us. I scooped a handful of pie out of her hair that was left from the four-way and reached down and invaded her thong in the front. Expecting and getting no resistance other than another Oooo! when the cold cream went into her pussy, I playfully fingered her.

Ohyeah! she gasped. Then she said, Let's get in the pudding. I wanna fuck you in the pudding!

I guided her around to where the other bed should be and lowered her into the kiddy pool filled to it's full line with chocolate pudding and climbed in with her. We kissed with our tongues invading each other's mouths and smeared the decadent bedding all over each other. The only thing missing now was us being naked.

Her bridal lingerie had served her well and stayed together through much more punishment than it was ever designed to take. But the time had come to put it out of its misery. I knew my little goofball wouldn't mind so I grabbed the bralette at the top of each cup and pulled. The strained lace shredded effortlessly. Then I ripped the part that went around her neck from one bra cup and let the shredded top get lost in the pudding.

I love a man who goes for what he wants! Lisa purred.

I smeared pudding over her bare tits for a bit. Then I went for the thong. I just reached for where the front attached to the string that went through her butt and tore it open there. I left its remnants and her skirt on her. Everything was out of the way now.

She tried to tear off the Crazy Boxers but they proved a bit more durable. (They really are awesome underwear!) Finally she gave up.

Fuck it! Just get 'em off! she commanded.

I got up on my knees and let her yank them down. I was getting them the rest of the way off when I heard, Ow! Lisa had laid back on something. Connie had hidden a dildo under the pudding. We both started laughing.

I don't need this now! Lisa stated. She grabbed my engorged manhood with a handful of pudding and stroked. I don't need anything but this fuckin' me! Go for it, city boy!

I didn't wait for a written invitation. I plunged into the pudding and her waiting pussy. Foreplay is for losers when you're both this torqued up.

We were both really horny and it didn't take her long to cum. I kept going and after a few minutes she came again. It was a little more intense, but not what I was shooting for.

She seemed to know what I was thinking. Ithink I'm gonnasquirt thenext time! she gasped while I kept thrusting into her.

I really tried to hold out, but I was really turned on by everything that had led up to this point from riding around town in our underwear and the fooling around at the car wash, to now. I knew she was getting close, but I just couldn't keep it up any longer. I turned loose and painted her inside with a load of cum.

Sorry, I said awkwardly.

Don't be, she said and kissed me. You were still my magnificent city boy. Then she smeared more pudding in my hair.

I was suddenly determined that she was going to squirt! I did something I'd never done before. I went down on a woman full of my juice. She wasn't afraid to kiss me with her pussy juice all over my face. I shouldn't be afraid to do this! Then again, she was also full of pudding, so it made for a sweeter mix.

I was fully into it, mind over matter. Then I felt her reaching down. Lisa gently moved me so I wasn't tongue fucking her and was just licking her clit and then she inserted the dildo Connie left.

Just thought I'd help, she said. I licked and sucked on her clit and she worked the dildo. That lasted just a few minutes until I felt her body lurch and she arched her back up and that familiar spray burst forth and drenched my face. I lifted my head up just enough that she could see me happily getting hosed by her in my face and open mouth.

I crawled up her body and she pulled me into a passionate, deep soul kiss. I had both her and me smeared all over my face and now she did to. However, that was just soul-sharing love making and neither one of us cared.

Something I am ashamed to say is that I never really experienced anything like it with Kay because she just couldn't give herself over to the moment. I often wondered if it was me and if I'd lost something, because I would think about how great it was with that silly little goofball in her basement guest room or the back of a big Mercury station wagon and think that maybe it was just something you experience once. Now that person, who knew only how to give, was back in my life for good and I knewIt definitely wasn't me.

But what happened back at the reception?
Chapter 33 and a half will answer that!
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Comments:
newpieguy09:
6/24/18
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Well, I guess all my old comments are forever lost due to the Wam Story Archive being gone.
But on the bright side, I get to reread them all and make new ones!
Anyway, was thinking of this ine by chance and happened to remember it on here.
newpieguy09:
6/24/18
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Well, I guess all my old comments are forever lost due to the Wam Story Archive being gone.
But on the bright side, I get to reread them all and make new ones!
Anyway, was thinking of this ine by chance and happened to remember it on here.
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