The Wetgalfan Chronicles: Chapter 33.5
Meanwhile, back at the health club

(Since Jim is otherwise occupied at The Shooting Star Econolodge, we've brought in Omnipotent Narrator Guy from the Darcie series to fill in.)

Brenda paused on one of the one meter diving boards. Should she or shouldn't she? Her bra and panties, the only clothes she had left to wear home, were nearly dry, though stained beyond recovery by pudding and cream pie. She shook her head and laughed to herself. Even with the lights off now, she could tell that the water in the pool was cloudy brown, thanks to wedding guests using it to rinse pie and chocolate pudding from themselves. Little bits of graham cracker crust were visible floating on the surface in the dim light the moon and the parking lot lights provided.

Oh, what the hell, she mumbled to herself. She took a couple of running steps down the board, got a good bounce and did a somersault in the air and splashed into the wrecked pool feet first. One last swim did feel good. She'd been a wreck most of the evening. Going home wet wasn't going to hurt her. Brenda glided to the ladder and pulled herself up and out. Water glistening on her skin and underwear, she dripped across the deck back to the banquet room. Before going inside, she paused and laughed again at her reflection in the window in her pudding-tinted underwear.



All of the big sliding-glass doors were shut but one. Brenda stepped into the banquet room and hit the switch to close the last one. Then she surveyed the room. Pie pans and pie remnants were everywhere! The room Jim and Lisa had used as their wedding chapel was messy too, but not nearly as bad as the big banquet room. The D.J. had cleared all of his equipment out and left, but that crazy pool full of chocolate pudding was still there.

This had to be the weirdest wedding that the health club banquet facility had ever hosted. Having the pool lent itself to what seemed to be a growing trend of wedding swimming, but this beat everything she had ever seen. The swimming was planned and the pie fight, as crazy as that sounded, was planned and even the pudding pit was sort of planned except it had been a surprise to Lisa and Jim, the bride and groom. The stripping down to undies was totally spontaneous though, and she laughed to herself that she had been sucked into it as had all of her staff. She'd heard stories from her cousin Lori about how crazy things used to be when Lori was a teenager, especially when Lisa had dated Jim the first time back then. They used to have wild underwear swim parties out at the reservoir and at the old water slide that used to be in town. Jim and Lisa meeting and getting back together must have been a catalyst for the insanity again or something.

She was the last one there, or so she assumed. Brenda had sent the staff home. The pool couldn't be serviced until the next day and neither of the rooms was needed Sunday. There was no sense in making everyone stay up all night cleaning in their underwear. Jim had offered to make up any overtime she had to pay so they were all going to meet back there Sunday afternoon to clean up the damage. It would also give Connie time to have whoever set up that damned pudding pit take it down and get it out of there.

She decided she shouldn't be that harsh about the pudding wrestling pit. She'd actually had a lot of fun in it once she gave herself over to what was happening. Her cousin and her friend Jen had thrown her in wearing her nice red suit. She was upset about it for about a second, but started clowning and gave into the moment, especially when she noticed how turned on the guys were getting. She may have been the events director, but she was still a southern girl and showing off was in her blood. She'd even stripped to her undies to wrestle Lori. She also didn't let it bother her at the time that her suit disappeared, kept as souvenirs by the guys watching her wrestle. Nobody else seemed to care that they were going home in their underwear. It was even her idea to announce that discarded clothes were going to be gathered up and tossed. In hindsight, that may not have been her greatest idea, but it sounded fun and spontaneous at the time. Someone even suggested she build a bonfire with them, but she was not in favor of testing the health clubs fire alarm or sprinkler system.

The craziness with Margie had been fun too. She'd actually forgiven Margie for stealing Mark Brooks long ago. Margie didn't really steal him anyway. He just saw her and decided she looked hotter. They dated the rest of senior year and through the summer. However, Brenda and Margie both stayed in town for college and Mark went to Austin Peay where he met another girl and broke it off with Margie. That kind of created a bond between the two of them, but she always needled Margie about taking Mark. She would have to give that up now, she supposed. Margie had let Brenda humiliate her in the pudding, pile driving her into it upside down from one of the tables set up and then spanking her while she stood on her head submerged in it. Brenda had experienced something then that she'd never felt toward a woman, arousal. Margie had volunteered to stand on her head under the pudding and let Brenda spank her in front of everyone. There was something hot about dominating her and even hotter about knowing she wanted to be dominated.

Then when it was all over, Brenda started wondering what it would feel like on the receiving end. Instead of getting out, she told Margie to do it all to her, jump in with Brenda hanging upside down from her, make her stand on her head under the pudding and spank her. Margie had worn a thong, but Brenda had her proper panties pulled down in order to receive a bare butt spanking. It did indeed turn her on, even more than dishing it out did. Having to hold her breath, getting her ass exposed and spanked and the laughter and cheering being loud enough to hear even though her head was under three feet of chocolate pudding. Had her panties not already been soaked, she would have made them wet herself.

Then Lisa's crazy cousin, and their friend, Jen called her new main squeeze up to pull the same stunt on her. Luckily that got the attention off the two of them and she had a few minutes to get her pulse rate back to normal, because for a moment, she thought she might have to go find one of the saunas for some privacy.

Brenda suddenly realized that she was fondling herself through her panties. Lucky for her again that she was all wet already. It was a custom for her to sometimes go for a private swim if she was the last one out after a function, but she kept a bathing suit in her office. Tonight though, it seemed sort of silly to change since she had already been in the pool several times in addition to being covered in pie and dunked in chocolate pudding in her bra and panties.

Guess I'll shower off the pudding and pie water before I leave, she said to herself and started toward the locker room. As she got there, the door opened and out came Margie in the matching bra and thong she had been wearing most of the evening.




Margie! I though everyone had left, Brenda said. I was going to take a shower and lock up. You're lucky I found you or you might have gotten locked in.

Margie replied, I've been in there for half an hour. I needed to get my undies dry so I don't ruin my new car seats. I've been holding my underwear under the hand driers.

Brenda couldn't help but laugh. You could have asked. I would have let you borrow a towel, dummy! she kidded.

Margie smacked her herself in the side of the head like the old V8 vegetable drink commercials. She said, Was this a crazy night or what?

I know, right? Brenda said. Just look at this mess! I'd be pissed if Jim and Lisa hadn't offered to pay for all the people I'm going to have to call in to clean it up.

They're good people, Margie replied. Jen thinks the world of Lisa. And I have to admit that I've always wanted to shoot a wedding that turned into a wild party. I mean you see them on You Tube and then all you ever get to see in person is a bunch of stiffs.

Brenda felt her temperature start to rise as she talked to Margie. They were walking and getting closer to the pudding pit. She began to wonder about something Jen had said when it looked like their original plan to have a wrestling grudge match might have to wait until everyone else had left: Yeah, doing it with no one else around might be more fun!

I have to admit, she began, I knew things were going to get a little rowdy, but when I saw how really rowdy they were getting, I kinda wished we had a bunch of stiffs in here. Then they dragged me into it and I didn't have any choice. Once I decided to give in, it was a lot of fun!

Brenda turned directly toward the pudding pool while she was walking, hoping Margie would follow. When she did, Brenda felt her pulse quicken again. Would Margie want to get in there with her again? Brenda felt herself longing for the sensations she felt when they were fooling around.

Margie walked right up to the pool and stopped. Can you believe what happened in there earlier? she asked. Almost every woman here eventually ended up on her head with somebody spanking her! It was unreal!

Brenda stood next to Margie. Yeah, we never got our real 'grudge match' but watching everyone was a lot of fun.

That was lucky for you too, Margie teased.

You were the one who said I'd kick your ass, remember? Brenda shot back.

I was only stroking your ego, girl! Margie countered.

Oh, really? Brenda said.

She playfully spun Margie around and got hold of both wrists. How'd you like to get tossed back in there and we'll just see? she asked, holding up Margie's wrists and pushing her back up against the side of the pool.

No! NO! Please, Brenda! Margie pleaded, her voice cracking with laughter. I just got cleaned off and dried. You know how long it took in the shower to get all the pie crust out of my hair? Please don't!

All right, Brenda relented. She turned Margie loose. Perhaps it was better if they didn't end up back in there. She resigned herself to believing that what she felt earlier dominating her old friend and then submitting to being dominated herself, was best left a one-time thing.

She turned and rested her hands on the rim of the pool. I guess I'd rather not get all messy again either. She looked across the room absently and tried to clear her mind of the memories from earlier.

Margie said, Too bad. Then Brenda felt a hand push hard on the back of her head. Unprepared, she wasn't able to stop it from doubling her over and shoving her head down into the pudding. She opened her mouth to scream and got a mouthful of chocolate pudding when her face broke the surface. Margie shoved her entire head under and immediately let her go. Because it looks so good on you! she added and started to run, laughingcackling hysterically actually.

OH! You are so dead, bitch! Brenda exclaimed, her own voice cracking with laughter. She found a pie pan on the floor, scooped it full of pudding and took right off after Margie, but Margie had a head start.

She was just a little ticked at her friend, but Brenda was giggling to herself as she chased Margie all around the room. It had to be a sight two grown women in their underwear and barefoot chasing each other around, shrieking and giggling like two high school girls having a pillow fight. Margie eventually ran to a door that was near the pudding pit to try to escape the room. However, it was locked. Brenda had her cornered.

Both of them were laughing and trying to catch their breath. Brenda said, So, you didn't want to get messy again but you don't care if I do?

I'm sorry! Margie offered. It was just so tempting that I couldn't help myself!

Well get ready for a face full! Brenda shot back with a wicked grin. She cocked the pie back and attempted to throw it, but throwing pies isn't something that comes naturally. She missed Margie completely and the pudding pie splattered against the locked door. Margie ducked past Brenda who managed to grab Margie's wrist, but with pudding all over her hands, Brenda wasn't able to grip her. Margie slipped away.

Brenda spun around to give chase, but stopped in her tracks. Margie ran the ten steps or so she was away from the pudding pool right up to the edge and dove over the side to vanish in a splash of chocolate. She popped up in the center covered head-to-waist, because the rest of her was still submerged, and exclaimed, Ha! You can't get me now!

Brenda doubled over laughing at her friend. She came over to the pudding pool and stared at Margie, now a pudding monster. Well at least you got what was coming to you, even if you did it to yourself, she commented. So much for being clean and dry to go home.

I couldn't help myself; I just had to dunk you, Margie explained. I knew you'd never let me get away clean. I figured I may as well just get it over with.

Well, you look lovely! Brenda teased.

Margie let herself fall forward and float on her stomach on top of the pudding. She swam toward Brenda. Once you get in here, it feels kinda nice. She paused and added, You sort of don't wanna get out.

Yeah, I sorta noticed that earlier, Brenda replied, alluding to herself how aroused she got then.

You leaving me in here to be messy all by myself? Margie asked. She rolled over on her back and kicked herself under. She came out of a flip even messier than before if that was possible.

I should, Brenda replied. But I suppose not. She took several steps backwards and paused. I should just lock up and leave you here until we come back tomorrow to clean up, she added.

Margie was floating in the pudding on her back. Fine by me, I'm back in here now.

Brenda took off on a run and dove over the side like Margie had. Pudding splattered her in the face and then she was fully engulfed in it. She had to admit it was rather sensual gliding through the viscous stuff.

Now we're both messes, she said after she stood up. She placed her hand on Margie's forehead and gestured like she was going to dunk her. Margie mimed a nervous expression. Brenda pretended to dunk her again and Margie acted frightened. Brenda finally did dunk her head all the way under and let her go. Margie came up laughing through pursed lips.

She stood up and put her fists on her hips. That is quite enough of that! she exclaimed in a haughty tone.

Well, what are you gonna do about it? Brenda challenged, stepping up into Margie's face and tilting her head side to side with each word.

This! Margie replied. She grabbed for Brenda but Brenda got her hands up and laughing and shrieking they grappled their way around the pool.

There it was again, that temptation Brenda had for this to get a little naughtier than the two of them just wrestling around. She let it distract her though, just long enough for Margie to break the hold they had on each other's arms. Brenda involuntarily leaned forward when Margie pulled away and then Margie got a hand behind Brenda's head and dunked her again, swishing her submerged head back and forth a couple of times before letting her up.

Ahhh! That's twice now! Brenda whined. She couldn't admit to what she was really thinking, that she enjoyed submitting to Margie and getting dunked.

Well, if it's that important to you Margie said sarcastically and bent over slightly at the waist and put her arms down to her sides, let me have it.

Brenda felt a tingling of excitement. With a girlish giggle she grabbed the back of Margie's head and shoved it under. Margie was actually pretty limber and able to bend over far enough at the waist that the top of her bra went into the pudding. Brenda held her under for a couple of seconds and swished her head around like Margie had and then let her up.

Happy now? Margie asked with an exasperated expression and her fists on her hips. Why couldn't she stop looking so sexy?

Brenda said, Maybe now! and scooped up two handfuls of pudding. Despite there being enough room between them that Margie would have had time to dodge or deflect Brenda's attack, she just stood there holding her pose and let Brenda smear the pudding all over her face. Brenda was sure she saw a grin form on Margie's lips just before she shoved the pudding into her features.

Margie cleared her eyes out and with a wide, wicked smile that said, It's on now! lunged at Brenda and wrapped her in a bear hug. Brenda wrapped her arms around Margie too and they wrestled some more, both trying not to be the one dunked into the pudding. However feeling Margie's slimy body sliding all over hers had become too much to bear.

Stop! Stop! STOP! she shouted. The women released their grips on each other.

Did I hurt you? I'm sorry, Margie offered.

No, no! Brenda said. It's sort of embarrassing, butfooling around with you in here issorta making me horny.

Margie stepped back and put her hand over her mouth like she was trying to stifle a laugh. Brenda cringed inwardly at the thousand different things she might say. Then she said the last one that Brenda expected, You too? I thought it was just me!

Brenda and Margie both laughed nervously at each other. If that's the case, Brenda began, we really ought to call it quits while we're ahead!

Margie suddenly grinned wickedly at Brenda. Oh, no! What was she up to? There was a story about her and Jen from high school. Jen had planned a slumber party for the three of them. Brenda had to bow out due to the flu. The story went around that Jen's younger brother said they did a lot of giggling and he thought he heard gasping and moaning too. Brenda thought he made it up, or maybe her friends had just been playing with toys, but whenever someone would mention it to either one of them, they would just grin and snicker. It was either true or they didn't care if people thought it was true. Brenda even wondered if they just pretended because they knew Jen's brother was spying on them.

What's the matter, Bren? Don't trust yourself? Margie teased. She advanced on Brenda and started grabbing her in the sides.

Stop! STOP! (Ha! Ha!) You know I'mHA! HA!...ticklish! Brenda pleaded.

Why? Ya getting' hornier? Margie continued to tease her friend and giggle. Brenda couldn't help her giggling because Margie was attacking her most vulnerable ticklish spot, and Brenda was beginning to melt.

Cut it out, now! (HA! HA! HA!) I mean it! Brenda demanded, but it did no good.

Whatcha gonna do? Margie challenged, and continued grabbing at Brenda's ticklish sides.

Brenda decided it was time to fight fire with fire. Margie wanted to play; she'd play with her. THIS! she shouted and leaned forward and kissed Margie on the lips. It was just a quick one, but it got Margie to stop for an instant.

Margie took a step back with an astonished look on her face. Both of them were huffing and puffing from the rough play. Then another wicked grin formed on Margie's face. Two can play at that game! she said with her head cocked and advanced on Brenda again.

Brenda backed up against the side of the pool. Now she was trapped. Margie was in her face and pressed her lips against Brenda's. Brenda braced her hands against Margie's shoulders to try to push her back, but a second later she found herself sliding them down Margie's slimy arms and slipping them behind her back. Margie wrapped her arms around Brenda and the kiss got more and more passionate. Their hands moved up and down each other's backs and up into pudding-soaked hair.

What were they doing? Some part of Brenda wanted to stop, but it was smacked down hard by her libido. Margie was playing with Brenda's bra clasp. Some thought she was conscious of told her she should break this embrace and bat Margie's hand away. However her instincts took over and she found herself unbuckling Margie's bra.

They pulled back from each other and each one pulled the other's bra off her shoulders and down her arms. Somehow Margie ended up with both of them. She dangled them like she was going to dunk them in the pudding.

God no! Brenda exclaimed. These are the only clothes either of us had left!

It would be sort of fun though! Margie replied, but instead of dropping the slimy bras, she set them on one of the tables next to the pool.

Brenda was losing herself to the moment more and more. She looked down at how clean her tits were from being protected by her bra. She ducked down and dunked her boobs into the chocolaty slime. Margie grinned slyly at her and did the same thing. They both started playing with themselves, smearing the pudding over their tits in little swirls.

You know what we have to do now, don't you? Margie said with a flip of her eyebrows.

What? Brenda asked back. She wasn't sure she wanted to know.

Margie put her hands on Brenda's shoulders and bowed her head down. Brenda watched her stick out her tongue and start licking pudding from Brenda's tits. Why wasn't she telling Margie to stop?

Marge she finally said.

You want me to stop?

NoyesnoI don't know! she babbled. I'm not supposed to be attracted to girls! she finally blurted out.

Relax, Margie urged. We're just having a little fun. No one said you have to give up guys. I don't want to either!

Look, if you want to stop, we can, Margie went on and assured her, but if you want, I've got some things so we won't have to get too physical with each other.

This was happening too fast for Brenda. Her head was spinning from the strange mix of emotions and urges she was feeling. Margie sounded like she wanted to play with dildos. Brenda just wasn't sure what she wanted to do, but she didn't want to stop completely. Then an idea came to her that didn't go too far but meant the two of them could still fool around. I don't know, Brenda said, could we just play spank like we did earlier?

Sure! If that's what you want to do! Me first! Margie climbed onto one of the tables. Well, c'mon! she commanded Brenda. Dunk me!

Brenda shook her head with a laugh and climbed onto the table. Margie was already lying down. Brenda grabbed her legs and threw them over her shoulders to lift her up. Margie hung upside down like before. Brenda hadn't paid any attention before, but soaked with pudding again, Margie's thong made a nice camel toe that was just below Brenda's chin. She also suddenly realized how nice Margie's thong-bared butt cheeks felt against her own naked tits with the slimy pudding squishing between them.

Brenda, Margie said as Brenda got ready to jump, I feel like such a bad girl right now! You're going to have to spank me really hard!

Brenda was hoping that somehow Margie would come back down so maybe she could herself. She was at the border of the point of no return as far as being horny was concerned. However, it looked like Margie was determined to make something happen between them. Maybe she should just give in.

Margie yelled, Woo! Hoo! when Brenda jumped off the table and then took a deep breath before her head was driven to the bottom of the pool. Margie submissively assumed a perfect headstand with her legs straight up.

Spank her really hard, eh? Brenda said to herself. With her left arm wrapped around Margie's legs, Brenda slapped her thong-bared ass for all she was worth. Margie let out a moan or a groan Brenda could hear through the pudding and kicked her legs from the knees down, but she stayed in place.

So, ya want some more? Brenda asked to herself and gave Margie nine more good, hard whacks on her tight little bottom. Then she let her go and shoved Margie's legs one over to splatter into the pudding.

Oh! Just what a bad girl like me needed! Margie said as she stood up and cleared her eyes. She rubbed her ass that was submerged in the waist-deep pudding.

You asked for it, Brenda chided her.

You bet I did, Margie replied, and you liked it! I know you did! She advanced quickly on Brenda and kissed her on the lips.

Cut that out! Brenda demanded, the cracking in her voice telegraphing that she wasn't that upset about it.

Fine, Margie said, it's your turn now anyway.

They climbed back up onto the table. Brenda had really just intended for them to do the spanking thing, but since Margie wanted to be dunked, Brenda pretty much had to go through that part again too. It was sort of fun anyway. She could feel her own camel toe sticking out when Margie held her upside down.

Margie must have noticed it because she said, You're enjoying this more than you're letting on!

Just shut up and dunk me! Brenda shot back.

Margie took a couple of steps and jumped off the table. Brenda took a breath and felt herself being driven into the pudding. Submerged in thick darkness, she put out her hands to steady herself and let Margie lower her head to the bottom of the pool. Like her friend, she dutifully kept her legs together and pointed them straight up. There was no one there to watch her submissively taking her punishment like earlier, no one to cheer and laugh, but there was still a tingle. There was something about doing this she liked.

Margie pulled the back of Brenda's panties down and gave her ass a couple of really heard smacks. Then Brenda felt her doing something else. Margie wasn't content to just pull Brenda's panties down, she took them off pulled them right up her inverted legs and off of her! Brenda was now completely naked on her head in the pudding and Margie had a good grip on her legs. Brenda just had to let her have her fun, however she wanted to. Margie spanked her hard four more times and then paused.

Brenda's breath holding was getting near to its limit, but she made up her mind she wouldn't ask Margie to let her go unless it was absolutely necessary. Then Margie did something else different. She spread Brenda's legs apart. Now Brenda had watched Lisa's new husband Jim do that to her earlier in the evening when they were having their tag team wrestling that entertained everyone, and he had put his head through Lisa's legs and licked pudding off her butt. However she realized Margie stepped around behind her. She dropped a large handful of pudding onto Brenda's upward-facing crotch and then before Brenda could protest, shoved a finger into her very wet pussy and started caressing.

Brenda didn't know what to do! That went over the line, but it was just what she needed! Her breath was running out, but it felt so good! Margie was no longer holding her by the legs, so she finally pulled her hands up and let herself collapse under the pudding to roll over and pop up and get some air.

Margie was laughing at her. What's the matter? she asked.

Brenda scowled, but she was grinning too. You know what. Some little part of her was telling her that she should probably just get out, clean off and head home. However, there was a louder voice that was telling her that something was inevitable and she should just let herself enjoy it.

Sorry, I couldn't resist! Margie admitted.

It's O.K. Brenda replied. I'm lucky I needed to breath or I was tempted to just let you play.

Want me to finish what I started? Margie asked.

I don't know, Brenda replied.

I've got an idea, Margie declared. It's something we can both enjoy and maybe see what happens later!

Wait! Brenda exclaimed, but Margie was already climbing over the side of the pool. She winked at Brenda and yanked off her thong and left it next to the slimy bras and Brenda's panties on the table. She wiped her hands off on a towel from the locker room that someone had left on the floor and ran to her camera bags.

What are you up to? Brenda asked, sloshing her naked body though the pudding. The sweet dessert flowing across her naked pussy made her stop and gasp. She stopped at the edge of the pool and shoved a hand down to play with herself.

Margie didn't answer her, but came jogging naked back to the pudding pool with something in each hand. Grinning at Brenda, she dove over the side and disappeared under the surface. She popped up in the center grinning and blinked her eyes open. Margie offered Brenda one of the objects she'd brought back, an anatomically correct hard resin dildo.

Brenda began laughing. What the hell are you doing carrying these around in your camera bags? she asked.

I told you; some of the weddings I do are god-awful boring! Margie replied. Sometimes I sneak off and have a little fun!

Brenda stared at the pudding-slimed sex toy in her hand. Margie floated up onto her back in the center of the pudding and put the dildo she held to use. Mmmm! I so needed this! C'mon, Brenda! It's just me here. I won't tell anyone!

Margie began to unashamedly moan to herself while thrusting the toy in and out of her pudding-filled and very aroused pussy. Brenda stared for a moment, realizing how stimulated her own was and gave herself over. She turned around and floated up on her back next to her friend and inserted her little plaything. The sensation was awesome! It was so amazing letting herself float like that! It was like fucking on a cloud! Giving in fully, she joined Margie in her happy moaning and they both started giggling at how it echoed through the empty banquet room.

Margie reached over with a handful of pudding and massaged Brenda's tits. No longer worried, she let herself enjoy it. She and Margie were friends, why shouldn't they have fun like this? She switched hands manipulating her own dildo and returned the favor.

This isamazing, Margie! Brenda gasped.

I'm glad yougave in, Margie replied. Oh! Oh! O-O-O-OH!!!! she started moaning. She let go of Brenda's tits and manipulated her dildo with both hands, lost in her orgasm.

Brenda closed her eyes and lost herself in what an awesome feeling this was. She became aware of Margie standing in the pudding next to her and bending over her. She opened her eyes into Margie's hungry eyes staring down at hers from just inches away.

We should enjoy each other, Brenda, Margie whispered. Can we?

Brenda didn't answer right away. She'd had an occasional thought about an attractive woman, but never seriously thought about acting on any of them. In her mind, she was sure she still liked men and was even looking forward to meeting Joseph's friend Jen had told her about. But something was right about this too. She'd known it since she and Margie had played in the pudding during the reception with everyone watching.

Yeah, she gasped, feeling her own orgasm was close, we can do whatever you want!

Mmmm, Margie moaned and pressed her lips against Brenda's. Brenda parted her lips first and Margie followed suit, letting their tongues dance around each other. Margie caressed Brenda's back which was suspended by the viscous pudding. Brenda reached up and put her arms around Margie and stroked her hair, the hair that Margie had worked so hard to get clean that was once again sodden and matted by chocolate pudding.

Margie pulled out of the kiss and grinned at Brenda with a flip of her eyebrows. She stuck out her tongue and licked pudding down Brenda's chin and over her neck. She paused to gently suck each nipple and then worked her way on down Brenda's stomach. Brenda knew what her destination had to be.

Margie found Brenda's stimulated clit and started to lick and suck. Brenda had a brief instance where she asked herself, What am I doing? but remembered that she'd told Margie they'd do whatever she wanted. She'd given Margie the green light for thisand it felt amazing!

Brenda lost herself in an intense orgasm. When she came down, Margie went under the pudding and came up between Brenda's parted legs.

That's enough with toys, Margie said and tossed both dildo's out of the pool. Wanna have some real fun?

Brenda nodded. No reason to fret now. She leaned her head back in the pudding and Margie got down between her legs and started eating her out. No more worrying, if loving this meant she was officially bi, then she was officially bi. She would own it!

Margie happily lapped away at her juices and would finger her while she sucked on her clit for a while. This was one of the hottest things Brenda had ever done and It didn't take long for her to cum again.

Margie licked her way back up Brenda's stomach and tits. As stimulated as she was, it was hard to keep from screaming in pleasure at the feeling of Margie's tongue. My turn, Margie whispered and pulled away to lean back and float on the surface of the pudding with her legs spread open.

Brenda knew this moment would come. She came around and got down on her knees almost to her neck in the chocolate pudding and approached Margie's excited pussy. She had never done this before, but she'd kissed enough guys after they'd eaten her out to know what to expect. She also knew what she liked so despite no tongue-on experience, she knew what to do. Margie quickly wrapped her hands around the back of Brenda's head while happily moaning. Brenda snickered at how Margie kept smearing more and more pudding into her hair. Brenda was quite used to being smeared in chocolate pudding by now. In fact, she wasn't just used to it. She realized how much she enjoyed it. Maybe she could get messy games to catch on for events here.

Margie came again and the two of them got on their knees and embraced and shared a passionate kiss. Brenda gestured at the pudding and Margie knew what she meant. Kissing, they let their heads slip under the slimy surface and let their tongues dance around each other totally submerged.

Let's do one more thing, Margie whispered.

Brenda nodded. At this point, she would do whatever Margie asked. She didn't care if the crew found them in the morning, still naked, covered in pudding and sharing ecstasy.

Margie climbed onto the table and got on her back. Come on out here, she urged Brenda. You can even be on top!

Brenda climbed onto the table without hesitation and with a hungry look in her eyes that Margie shared. She had done this a time or two with a guy, but she couldn't wait to try it with her friend. She got down on all fours over Margie's head and crawled her way down Margie's body to her crotch. She lowered her face into Margie's chocolaty pussy and Margie guided Brenda's crotch to her lips. Eating her friend out was twice as nice with Margie's tongue thrusting into her and playing across her insatiable clit.

Being out of the pool, Brenda soon licked Margie's pussy clean of pudding and left nothing but her juices, but by that point she was happy to lap them up.

Try this, her friend managed to say in a muffled voice. Muffled by my muff, Brenda thought to herself and snickered. Margie started doing something that drove Brenda right up the wall. She tried her best to recreate it and must have been successful because Margie started to react the same way, arching her back and moaning wildly.

Brenda was determined to drive her friend as crazy as she was. After a few minutes she began to feel a sensation that she'd only felt when she'd masturbated herself with intent, digging deep with two or three fingers. Her well was filling up!

Brenda moaned louder. As she got more excited, so did Margie. She felt it coming on and thought to herself Margie had to know what was about to happen and didn't care. She just kept eating so Brenda did to.

Brenda exploded in a squirting orgasm that had nowhere to go but Margie's face. She could hear muffled laughter as Margie pulled out her tongue and enjoyed her reward for a job well done.

Margie's back arched up. I'm gonna cum now! Margie said. You stay there and take it like a woman!

There was no chance that wasn't happening. Margie exploded and Brenda shoved her face right into the spray. Brenda wanted nothing more than to let Margie hose her. When Margie stopped, Brenda leaned her head down and kissed Margie's pussy. She got off her friend and turned around to see her smiling face. What else could she do but grab her in an embrace and kiss sharing spit, pudding and pussy juice. Both of them giggled and caressed each other. They made out like that for who knows who long.

You were magnificent for a rookie, Margie told her.

You do this a lot? Brenda asked.

Only that one time at that slumber party you missed, and it was Jen's idea.

Brenda smirked, Why am I not shocked?

Want to do this again sometime? Margie kidded.

Maybe, if Connie will let me keep this pool. Brenda admitted, And I'm still into guys.

So am I, Margie said. You still going to meet that guy Jen mentioned?

Yeah, Brenda said and after a pause added, But if it goes well I'll ask him if he wants to go out again with me and my friend for some pudding!