Written by PML — 2011 — from WamLibrary
bet, f/f, m/f, slime
I was sitting in the pub with some friends, although I forget what exactly we were talking about. There must have been some sort of bet going on, and it appeared Ashley has lost. Why had she lost? What bet? When did I go to this pub? Don’t know, but I didn’t care since the forfeit was gunge.
So there we were, in my backyard, with Ashley sat naked under the line. I can just picture those round breasts sat over her fat belly, the look of excitement and fear over her face. I was sat on a wall upon which the garage sat on, as various girls and guys in various states of undress, including some naked, and some in swimwear. Again, I can’t remember why, was it February? Was it Summer? Was it both? Anyway, that’s not important, as another girl was approaching Ashley, her curly blond hair looking so inviting. The first girl, and no, I can’t remember her name for the life of me, took a bucket of green slime, which looked fairly runny, kind of reminds me of something though I’m not sure what.
The girl poured the green slime over Ashley who squealed as the goo splashed over her head, spreading over her naked body, and cascading down onto the grass below. I hid my reaction, although there seemed to be cheers around the garden. A couple of others came up to Ashley and soon she was pelted by more slime, although it looked fairly thin. Having said that, most people seemed more interested in the alcohol than the gungey naked babe.
Soon enough I had calmed down to have a go. I approached Ashley and grabbed a bucket of red gunge, and looked over the very gooey girl. I tipped my bucket over Ashley, and relished as she squirmed under the rush of the slime. I swirled the bucket to get a good coverage, before I had run out of slime. Ashley was covered, although it was nothing a good soak wouldn’t wash out. I smiled as I stepped away from the gungey girl and headed into the house. On the way, I bumped into a girl called Anna, wearing a white bikini. I can remember her face vividly.
I wandered through the house, wondering when it had gotten so big. Of course, the house next door had been knocked in to make one big house. So my younger brother no longer shared a room, but each had their own room, though of course, they were away at uni, so they weren’t here. I was passing by the bathroom on my way to my room. After all, the new Tomb Raider was out. However the door opened and out popped a dripping wet Ashley, who smiled brightly when she looked up and saw me. She seemed to have forgotten her towel, and the water was dripping all over the carpet, but I didn’t care as I walked towards the bedroom with her.
My eyes flickered open and I could just make out my watch. From what I could work out it was 11 o’clock. That’s when I realised I had to be at work in an hour, and my body was showing signs of what I was coming to realise was a dream. My room was the same old single room it always was, the bathroom on the opposite side of the house, which is only a semi detached house. I can’t remember who Ashley is, and last I checked, Anna was in America. I looked at my Lara Croft figurine before heading to the shower, which seemed steamier than usual, although it did solve one pressing issue. As I got dressed, I pondered over the dream, after berating myself for sleeping past my alarm again, smiling at what wonderful dreams we can sometimes have.