If Normal Food Play Isn’t Messy Enough, Sloppy Sloshing Is For You!

I’ve been dating a guy that is into the sloppy sloshing fetish.

When he first told me about sloppy sloshing and explained it to me, I didn’t know what to say. He said he loved to see women play with food. I’ve had a lesbian tryst before, but never encountered this. Pour it all over themselves, sit in it. He didn’t understand why, but it got him aroused. One day he came over an he had this nice looking cake he’d gotten at the grocery store. It looked delicious. I asked him what the occasion was and he said it wasn’t for eating. I said what do you mean it’s not for eating? Then he said in all seriousness he wanted me to sit on it. I burst out laughing. He said let’s go outside and I’m going to put it on one of the plastic lawn chairs.

Then he asked me to take off my jeans and sit on the cake wearing just my panties. I thought sloppy sloshing sounded ridiculous, but he really seemed to want me to do it. So I did. I felt the soft, squishy cake and frosting between my thighs and all over my panty covered ass. It felt really messy. I looked up and he had a raging hard on through his pants I could see. He said he really wanted to fuck, right now. I said what about the mess on the chair? He said the birds would take care of most of it. I walked upstairs, my ass and thighs covered in frosting and smashed cake. I quickly got in the shower and once out, he called to me from the bedroom.

He sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for the sloppy sloshing.

He said sloppy sloshing excited him for years. Then, he pulled me onto the bed and buried his face between my thighs, licking me. It was almost as if he was still hoping to find cake there. He was a wonderful pussy licker. He never failed to make me cum hard by sucking on my clit and using his tongue on me. I loved when he went down on me, and he really seemed to enjoy it. I never had to ask, he was always there when sexy time came around. Then, I screamed out in orgasm. He seemed pretty turned on to be working so enthusiastically down there. Then he got me on all fours and slid his dick into me from behind.

I wondered how seeing me sit on a cake/ sloppy sloshing had gotten him so passionate, but I wasn’t complaining. My tits shook back and forth as he pounded my pussy and his swinging balls slapped my pussy lips. He reached underneath me and started to rub my clit, which felt great. He kept pumping and pumping as he rubbed it and I was soon cumming hard yet again. It was quite the impassioned encounter. A few days later he asked if we had any oatmeal and I said yes. He asked me if I could cook some up. I had a feeling like the cake, this wasn’t for eating. So I make this pot of oatmeal up and he tells me to water it down.

Not only to make it a bit thinner, but just warm, not hot.

I did so, then he told me to bring it up to the bathroom. He asked me to get naked and stand in the shower and I did so. Then he proceeded to pour it over my chest. It felt nice actually, warm and sticky, and I rubbed it all over my tits. I looked at him and the tent was clearly pitched in his pants again. He got undressed as well and asked me to get on my knees for more sloppy sloshing. Then he laid his cock between my tits and told me to hold them tightly around his cock. He was going to titty fuck me with the oatmeal all over us both. It was comical really, quite insane, but he was having fun with it and I didn’t mind.

His hard cock slid between my full breasts I gripped tightly around his shaft. I slid them up and down and he groaned with pleasure. I could feel his balls filling up with cum and I licked the tip of his precum oozing cock. It was covered in the still warm oatmeal. He soon came in spurts across my chest. I then stood up and we had a nice, hot soapy shower to wash it off. His sloppy sloshing fetish is turning out to be a lot of fun for us both.

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