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Diana Gets Sploshed [m/f food]
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Diana wears her dinner from Taco Bell. If you don't find this amusing don't
read this!
Diana Gets Sploshed
I was in Taco Bell for dinner. She was in front of me in line. She wore
a long sleeved Jordache t-shirt, light blue Jordache jeans with diagonal
seams by the knee, and a series of heart shaped buttons on the calves. Her
white canvas sneakers were brand new. She was seated in an empty corner of
the restaurant by the time I got my order. I headed over to her side of the
restaurant and sat where I had a decent view of her table. She had a bag
with a magazine in it next to her tray. I eat way too fast, so I finished
before she did. I sat and watched her finish her meal. As she got up to
leave she dropped the bag on the floor. I was astonished to see an issue
of Splosh! magazine slide out. The cover photo showed a girl sploshed
with paint. She looked around as she stuffed the magazine back into the
bag, catching my eyes just when she thought she was safe.
"Good magazine, I have that issue too.", I said. She blushed for a second,
then said "It belongs to a friend." "Of course.", I said. "You should tell
your friend that a meal from Taco Bell would be a great thing to wear.", I
said, sensing that there was no friend. She laughed at that and came over to
shoot the breeze for a while. I found out her name was Diana, and I told her
that if her friend wanted to be sploshed that I would love to do it. Diana
took a deep breath and said, "It's my magazine." "I thought so.", I said,
"Well Diana, I think your jeans would look great smeared with guacamole."
"Your shirt would probably look pretty good smeared with sour cream.", Diana
replied with a flirtatious smiled. "I've got about $20 I can spend...", I
told her. Diana checked her purse and said "You're on, and I've got $10 I
can spare too.
We marched up to the counter and ordered a bunch of 7-layer burritos, a few
sides of pinto beans, some soft Tacos, a bunch of bean burritos, a few orders
of nachos, and some Border Ices for dessert. We had an impressive amount of
food for just over $20. We grabbed a handful of mild taco sauce on the way
out. Diana decided she wanted to mess up my place. We made a quick stop at
her house and she grabbed a plastic bag and a change of clothes. We made
it to my house and we took the stuff inside. We carried the table and chairs
out of my kitchen. We put down a plastic tarp on the floor and I retrieved
two plastic chairs from my patio. We lined up the food on the counter
top, and opened up all the packages.
I unwrapped a 7-layer burrito and stepped towards a giggling Diana. "You
wouldn't dare!", she said playfully, as I scooped the guacamole out of the
burrito with my hand. Diana didn't protest as I wiped the green goo all over
the thighs of her light blue jeans. I scooped up a second handful and did her
other thigh. I wiped the guacamole off on the fly of her jeans. "The green
goes so well with the light blue of your jeans!" I said. I held the open
burrito over her knee and smeared the contents down her leg. There was
rice, beans, guacamole, cheese, sour cream, lettuce, and sauce all over
her leg and sneaker. I went back and grabbed a bowl of pinto beans and
smeared a handful over each of her new white sneakers, then I attempted to
clean off my hands on her bare ankles. Diana stood there all smiles as I
went back and picked up a bean burrito and two tacos. I put the bean burrito
and one taco in a chair. I opened the other taco up and smeared it all over
Diana's breast. I loved the feel of the taco against her firm breast as I
smushed it around, watching cheese, hamburger, tomatoes and lettuce make a
greasy smear on her blouse. I picked up the second taco, and smeared it over
her clean breast. I mushed the greasy stuff into her breasts, with two hands,
enjoying the feel of her nipples as they hardened.
I took hold of Diana's arms with my greasy hands, dirtying up the sleeves
of her arms as I forced her to sit on the bean burrito. It exploded nicely,
red beans squishing up between her legs and over her ass. Splotches of red
beans dotted both of our legs, as I slid my hand into her slippery crotch
and worked the beans in. Diana stood up and turned around and I spread red
refried beans all over the cheeks of her ass. "The red looks almost as nice
as the green!", I told her. I picked up two handfuls of goo off the tarp
and smeared them down the back of her legs, enjoying the way some cheese and
lettuce stuck to the shiny buttons on the calves of her jeans. For the final
touch I picked up two orders of nachos. I smashed them over her head, watching
the chips crumble into her hair. I worked the cheese, crumpled up chips,
beans, hamburger, tomatoes, sour cream and scallions into her permed blonde
hair, the watched as the mess dripped over her face and onto her shoulders.
Diana was a gooey mess as she held out her arms to me. I took her into
my arms and kissed her as she pushed her slippery crotch against me. She
broke the embrace and seemed disappointed that I was still pretty clean.
Diana grabbed a seven layer burrito and managed to get it down the front
of my light blue jeans without breaking it. It felt nice and slimy as
she smashed it and the sour cream and guacamole gushed over my cock. Diana
worked the bulge in my cock until most of the ingredients soaked through the
front of my jeans. Diana grabbed two bowls of pinto beans. She smeared the
first over my cock, red beans covering my jeans from front pocket to pocket.
The next bowl was soon smoothed all over my ass, a huge red stain covering
both my cheeks. Diana's next target was my navy blue knit shirt. She
opened up a 7-layer burrito and smeared it all over my chest and belly.
"I love your color coordination!", she said as she view the green guacamole,
white sour cream, the red rice, and the other colors that dripped off my
shirt. An order of nachos was noisily crunched into my hair. I loved the
feel of the cheese and beans as it dripped down my neck and over my ears.
I was forced to sit on a bean burrito as another was squished out over the
back of my shirt. Diana rubbed the red beans into my back and ass, then
slid her hand into my lap and massaged my erection through all the goo.
Diana came back with three border ices, which had melted down pretty good.
she surprised me when she handed me two of them. I jumped out of the chair
as she poured the cold strawberry juice down my pants. Diana jumped as I
returned the favor, wetting the crotch of her jeans with the soupy strawberry
ice. She really jumped around as I poured more strawberry goo over each
breast. Her nipples nearly ripped a hole in her t-shirt from being so cold.
We looked at each other and dove for the remaining food, smashing each other
with tacos and burritos and picking up stuff from the floor and grinding it
into each other clothes. Diana and I were almost covered from head to toe
in sour cream, guacamole, hamburger, cheese, lettuce, tomato, chips, and
taco sauce. I peeled down her jeans to discover white panties stained with
strawberry goo. I licked the sticky strawberry stuff off of her pubic region.
I then concentrated on her clit, my tongue steadily flitting across her clit
until she added a load of her cream to the goo on my face. We switched
positions and Diana undid my pants. My underwear were full of burrito remnants
as well as being a strawberry mess. Diana scraped and licked my cock clean,
then spit shined it. Lettuce and cheese fell from her hair and cheese
sauce ran down her cheeks as she bobbed away on my cock. It didn't take
long for me to gush cum down her throat.
Diana laid back on the floor, her ass in a pile of tortillas, her legs
spread wide. I slid my newly cleaned cock into her wet pussy and humped her.
The squishing sounds the food made were very sensuous as we drove our food
encrusted bodies together. We came more or less together, our juices joining
the mess on the slippery floor. Diana pushed me off and stood up. She
pulled her probably ruined jeans up, then she pulled mine up too. I ran
my hands all over the guacamole and sauce stains, while she loaded up my
jeans with food. She had me squat up and down a few times and the mess in
my jeans felt good as it slid over my body. I returned the favor, loading
up Diana's jeans with whatever she left behind. She hugged and kissed me
rubbing her slick clothing against mine. She had me lay on the floor and
she got on top and she just slid back and forth. The goo that decorated
us was very slippery and we had to concentrate to keep Diana from sliding off
of me. Our soggy jeans felt great as she slipped back and forth. Diana
managed to cum in her jeans as she humped me, and she kept humping me until I
too added a load of cum to my food stuffed jeans.
We decided it was time to clean up. We went out the back door, leaving a
trail of food behind us. I got the garden hose out and started to squirt
Diana's hair. Her blouse was clean, and sticking nicely to her breasts by
the time her hair was free of food. I directed the spray over her jeans,
watching the food wash away to be replaced by the dark blue shine of wet
denim. I sprayed her sneakers clean as I could, then turned Diana around
to spray the back of her shirt and soak down her ass. I loved the way her
jeans shined in my patio light, especially when she bent over and they
stretched tightly over her wet ass. Diana laughed as I stuck the hose into
her pants and watched food dribble out the bottom of her jeans. I peeled
down her glistening jeans and washed out her panties and then her legs.
I directed the spray into her jeans to try to rinse out any remaining food.
Diana pulled up her jeans and took the hose away from me. I closed my
eyes as she rinsed the nacho remnants out of my hair. I loved the cool
feel of the water as it soaked my shirt. I jumped as Diana jammed the
hose into my pants and soaked the front of my jeans. She withdrew the hose
and sprayed goo off the front of my jeans, then she turned me around to rinse
off my back and ass. Diana undid my jeans and bunched them around my knees.
She sprayed my legs and the inside of my jeans to get rid the food.
Diana pulled up my jeans and gave a final soaking with the hose before she
turned it on herself to renew the glistening shine of her jeans. We kissed
deeply, pushing our wet bodies together and grabbing each other's asses
through our soaked jeans.
"I'm a little cold, a hot shower would be nice." Diana said. I led her
to my bathroom and we started the shower and stepped in, still fully dressed.
We held each other and kissed as the warm water soaked us. I shampooed Diana's
hair, enjoying the view of the suds as they ran down her clothes. I soaped
up her jeans and blouse and sneakers, in an attempt to clean up her clothing
as much as possible. Diana complained about the "Undue attention" her breasts
ass and puss received, but she immediately started to soap up my ass and cock!
Diana shampooed my hair and we hugged and kissed a while longer in the spray.
Diana kissed her way down my front and dropped my jeans. She put her mouth
over my cock and sucked me to an orgasm in the spray. She stood and I kissed
my way down her front. I stopped to suck her breasts through her wet t-shirt.
I kissed my way over her belly and licked water off the fly of her jeans.
I peeled down her jeans and dove in, licking and kissing and nibbling on her
labia and clit until she came. She dropped to all fours and I slid my cock
into her doggie style. We fucked in the spray, my balls slapping against her
until the water was too cold to stand.
We stripped and dried off. Diana headed to my bed while I put all our
laundry into the washing machine to soak. I hoped her jeans and shoes wouldn't
end up too badly stained. I went upstairs to find Diana waiting under the
covers, her legs spread wide, her fingers massaging her clit. I knelt next
to her as she sucked my half hard cock to full erection as she kept diddling
herself. I got on top of her and she wrapped her legs around me. We fucked
long into the night, thinking about our gooey adventure the whole time.
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