Written by PML — 2011 — from WamLibrary
m/f, slime
I sit inside this perspex box, giggling with nervous laughter as I think of all the red slime above my head. Imagining the gunge splattering across my smooth blond hair, before flowing down my naked breasts, I begin to get excited before I remember it’s too early for that. I watch Kelly sat in a similar tank opposite me, cupping herself, and think how lucky we are to have Peter and Eddie as our fiancés. They’re standing over in the corner, going over last minute details, which I’m sure involves us doing something else afterwards.
It was Kelly who had thought up this whole idea. She had been surfing the web, looking at some usual sites, and had seen an update for a story she had been reading. Remembering her favourite gunging from the whole series, she showed Eddie the story. Seeing Kelly’s reactions as they read it, Eddie said, “I reckon me and Pete could build a couple of those, then you and Emma could have the first try with them. You’re both planning to live with us next year, and it’s not as if we’re wanting for money, yeah, why not?”
And so here we are, Eight months later, about to take that first run of the new gunge tanks. A lot had changed in the meantime. Me and Peter have taken more steps in our relationship, Kelly and Eddie also getting closer, with us all living in a couple of houses, one a rented house next to the Uni me and Kelly still attend, and a mansion up north which Peter inherited. Kelly and I had volunteered for many gunge nights at the guild, with us both trying out a GYOB replica. Have to say, that was one great experience when I went on it. Sophie, another friend, came too close, and I pulled her in. She was shocked at first, but then just laughed, and wrestled me under the surface. We’re also doing really well with our studies, about to start our second year in month’s time. We don’t miss many lectures, even if we can hardly understand them. I just spend most of the time daydreaming.
Me and Kelly agreed we should take the first gunging at the same time, in our respective tanks. The cameras are set up as usual, so we’ll still be able to see each other gunged, even if 200 gallons of gunge obstructs my view at first. The tanks were designed to work in as many different colours of gunge as possible, although there’ll only be red for me this first time. I squirm against the plastic inflatable chair, which reminds me that there’s no way for the gunge to escape once it’s emptied onto my head. I bounce slightly, trying to contain the excitement.
Peter then approached the tank. “We’re ready to go honey, you alright in there?” I stick my thumbs up, saying everything’s ok. As he moves back to the controls, I hear a sinister voice behind me whispering, “Two minutes.” I can’t control the shiver that goes up my spine at that, oh that felt so good. It’s a sensitive reminder that this isn’t just some dream, though if it is a dream, don’t let me wake up now. Easy Emma, just breathe. In and out. Don’t let yourself become overexcited too early.
I can see Peter and Eddie playing a game. Maybe they’re just passing time, or maybe they’re planning to involve the gungings in something else. Kelly doesn’t seem to know, she just keeps going through the same breathing exercises I am doing. “One minute.” There it goes again. I watch Kelly jump at the voice. She doesn’t look half sexy like that. If I swung that way, well you catch my drift. Kelly catches my eye, winks to me, and then sticks her thumbs up for me. I return the gesture, smiling gently. “Thirty Seconds.” I can’t wait, it’s getting so close. I shift in to a comfortable position, head gently tipped forward, hands on bare lap. “Ten, Nine, Eight…” I squeal loudly, unable to stand the tension. “Seven, Six, Five, Four…” Come on, hurry up. “Three, Two, One…” I sit inside this Perspex box, about to fulfil my dream. “…Zero.”
I can barely hear the buzzer outside the tank, but the sucking noise above me makes me squeal with pleasure. Suddenly my world turns red as the deluge of slime impacts upon my head. The flow soaks through my hair easily, before sliding down my exposed back and pooling around my nude bum. I can barely hear anything over the sound of the gunge splattering against my legs, which only serves to excite me more. The gunge starts collecting around the bottom of the inflatable chair, and so I start wiggling my toes in the smooth creamy gunge. The thick gunge feels slightly heavy, although that just helps in exciting me further.
The flow of gunge slows down to a trickle, and I look up. I can’t see outside the tank since the walls are covered in thick red slime. It doesn’t matter, there are enough cameras that I’ll be able to relive this gunging over and over. I look at the bottom of the tank filling up, but notice something odd. Peter said that they’d got 200 gallons of gunge in each tank, but that looks like they’ve only used 50. I twist my head up to look at the tank above. I see the red gunge falling straight onto my nose, splashing across my face. I flinch away at the shock of it, before I lean back to take more punishment to my face. My hands start flapping against the gunge, before they start rubbing the gunge into places on my body. It feels so good when the pool of gunge reaches up to my waist and starts playing with my mind. My eyes are shut, so the gunge falling on me feels extra sensual. The tank continues filling up towards my breasts. Bouncing up and down on the inflatable chair makes my tits smack against the rising level, all the while being showered from above. I use my hands to help them along.
I revel in the intense sensations as the gunge tank finally drips out the remaining contents. The gunge just reached my shoulders in the end, but my head is completely drenched anyway, so the tank is definitely capable of head to toe gungings. After what felt like forever in my moment of bliss, I lift my hands to my eyes to allow me to see the world again. The tank walls are covered in the thick red gunge, so I am unable to see out. I wipe away some of the slime, but all the good it does is allow the slime above to fill the gap. Instead, I play with the pool of gunge, laughing with glee at the feel of the soft silky gunge slithering through my fingers. The heating of the gunge was done perfectly, not too hot that the gunge was sticky, but not too cold to give me a shock. In fact, I could just sit here for ages letting the pleasure of the gunge just take me.
Unfortunately that’s not to be, because at that moment, the gunge is drained out of the tank. This gives me a chance to get a better look at myself. The gunge covers most of my body, so there’s no sign of skin underneath. The thickness of the slime meant it’d probably take a couple of wipes to clear off the gunge, not that I can be bothered to try. The red gunge stands out well on my skin, and definitely feels divine. I’m already looking forward to the time I next try out this machine.
The door then opens, and I see Peter standing there, admiring the view. He offers a hand to help me up, which I take, before he steps back to see me in my full glory. The look on his face and the other obvious signs let on how he’s feeling. I then turn to look at Kelly for the first time, and the sight is astounding. The tank behind her is as covered in green gunge, as mine is in red slime. It did its job in completely gunging Kelly. Her long red hair has been massaged with bright green slime, which had messed the hair up quite sexily. Kelly had only wiped her eyes, so her face was still completely plastered in gunge, along with the rest of her body. Her breasts were looking so fine, glistening in the green slime, that I keep repeating to myself, “I’m straight, I’m dating Peter.”
There’s a massive mirror set up beside the tanks. I approach it, just so I can see myself. I hadn’t played with my hair like Kelly, so my head has some red gunge sitting on top. My face is covered like Kelly’s, seeing as I only wiped my eyes as well. The look of the gunge on my body is just something worth remembering for such a long time. Kelly move towards the mirror, taking a good look at herself. She licks her lips, such is the arousal she is going through. We turn towards one another, smile for a moment, taking each other. We then launch into a full body hug, squeezing each other tightly, legs tangled up. It’s a moment I’ll keep in mind as when I could have turned lesbian. However as much passion that I felt in that hug, it was nothing compared to the love for Peter. I’m sure Kelly would say the same about Eddie.
We separated to see the two gunges mixed. We didn’t care. The whole thing felt amazing. The boys then called us over to a large television screen, which had me and Kelly on a split screen sitting in the gunge tank each. In the corners of the screen, there are couple of other shots of us two, one from above, and one from below and to the side. In the gungeless state that we were still in on screen, I could clearly see things that I wouldn’t normally show people. However since it was only Peter, Eddie and Kelly, I felt comfortable in their presence.
I snuggle up to Peter, and watch the screen. I focused more on Kelly, seeing as I knew what I had gone through. The gunge starts up, and I marvel at the way the green goo splashed across the crown of her head, surrounding Kelly in the beautiful umbrella effect. Kelly is a lot more playful than me, and within seconds, you could already see her hands breaking the flow of slime. There were a variety of camera angles in the tank (I think one of them caught my breasts getting gunged just right). Glancing at the other views shows both me and Kelly really getting it good. Just watching makes me feel so ready to pounce on Peter. Kelly clearly remembered the second wave, since she bent forward slightly, while I was trying to peer and get a look outside the tank (not that I could). She giggles as I took a faceful of slime, while I just shake my head in embarrassment. Still, I get my turn to chuckle when Kelly starts writhing around, probably in ecstasy, as the fall of gunge increases for a moment. Soon after that, the gunge slows to a trickle. We both sit still for a good few seconds before moving. I had wiped my face immediately, to get the stuff out of my eyes, but Kelly went straight for flinging the gunge around.
Peter then takes me by the hand, whispering a few choice words in my ear, which takes my focus away from the screen. I follow Peter for the promise of more.