Molly and Becky and I hustled backstage even before the crowd stopped their applause. We were part of the cleanup crew and ready to get to work, but Kenzie ran up to me before we could get started. She jumped into my arms, wrapping her legs around me tighter than I expected, and locking her lips to mine, as well as the rest of her wet and messy body, spreading whipped cream and pie filling all over me in the process.

"Come with me, there's a sofa in the dressing room. I need you inside me. Now!" she whispered into my ear, before grabbing my earlobe in her teeth and giving it a playful nibble. Kenzie was never shy, but this was next level, even for her. She grabbed my clean hand with her own sticky hand, and we almost ran to the dressing room. I barely had time to close the door let alone flip the lock before she had a hold on me again, pushing her tongue into my mouth as she undid my belt and ripped open the button fly of my jeans.

"Get rid of those!" she ordered as she started to undo her own pants. Her fingers slipped a couple of times in the pie goop still clinging to the front of her 501s, but there was no stopping her. Even though I'd gotten a head start, she had her pants and underwear off at the same time I did, and she pushed me back onto the sofa, leaving her wet and creamy jersey in place as she straddled me, swallowing my throbbing cock with her hot and wet pussy.

She orgasmed for the first time in less than a minute, leaning back into an almost sitting position as she ground her hips into mine. She was incredibly sexy to me, sitting on my manhood while mostly covered from the waist up in the remnants of smashed pies and still dripping wet. Her hair stuck out at all kinds of goofy angles, until she slicked it back as she pushed cream and crust from her face back over her head. She screamed out as she came, loud enough that my concentration on the deed at hand was interrupted by worry over the unlocked door. Quickly realizing that I didn't much give a shit about the outside world right now, I rolled us over so that I was on top and slowed our rhythm to avoid orgasming so quickly myself. "Wow," I said, while maintaining a steady rhythm of slow thrusting, "what got into you!?"

"You mean other than you?" Kenzie asked with a devilish grin but answered me anyway. "It started with the very first seltzer squirt and it's been building up ever since. I don't think she even knew it, but Lindsay stuck that nozzle into my panties also, not just inside my jeans. At first I was just surprised, but when she started to spray, it was a whole other thing. Let's just say that my pants weren't juicy from the seltzer alone!"

We'd started thrusting a little harder and faster, but she kept talking between kisses and gasps. "By the time we got to the end I was so turned on that when they planted those pies in my pelvis and tits I damn near came right there in front of everyone!"

We were thrusting into each other at a good rate by then and the time for talk was over once more. I could feel my dick getting harder and harder, when all of a sudden Kenzie reached around and poured some ice-cold water down my back from a water bottle that I had no idea was anywhere near. "Ahhhhh!" I called out in surprise, arching my back and involuntarily thrusting even deeper into her as my cock somehow hardened further. My mind shut down completely as our bodies took over and climaxed together. Kenzie emptied the water bottle over the back of my head as we came together, resulting in plenty of the cold liquid running from me to her. I was surprised at how wet we got from just one bottle of water until I realized how soaked Kenzie had been when we started out.

We had just collapsed onto each other, both of us spent, when we heard Becky calling out, "Kenzie? Are you back here?" I jumped up as Becky's footsteps got closer, barely having time to quietly lock the door just as she tried to open it from the other side.

"Just a minute, Becks," Kenzie called back, "I'm in the bathroom."

"No worries, but you're not going to want to miss this. Taylor just finished talking to her professor and apparently a bunch of new fans also, and we're going to do the thing we talked about when she gets here."

"Start without me if you have to, but I'll be right there." Kenzie was saying as she climbed back into her wet and goopy jeans. I didn't envy her the feeling of putting those same clothes back on, so I pointed to the pile of bags containing a change of clothes for each of the girls, but Kenzie shook her head.

"We're congratulating Taylor by using the rest of the ammunition on her, and who knows where that will lead. I've never seen a girl so disappointed by *not* getting pied and slimed, so we're going to mess her up pretty good. I want to save that outfit for the wrap party at Woody's."

"Sounds good to me. Let's get moving!"

"Um, Sam?"

"Yes?"

"Put your pants back on before we go, okay?" She said sweetly.

"Pants, yes!" I exclaimed as I started to get dressed again. Have I even once claimed to be the brains of our operation?

"And don't work too hard cleaning up; I'm not finished with you yet and I expect one hell of a repeat performance later tonight!"