One of my favorite boy toys decided that he wanted to help out with a charity drive. He asked me to help, but when he told me what he wanted me to do, I flat out told him no. So, he pitched his logic and opinions to me, and made a very convincing argument. I told him I’d do it, but he’d better treat me like a fucking queen, instead of a princess, from now on. He kissed me and told me he promised.
The night of, I got suited up in my string bikini and shook off the case of disgust at what I was about to do. I walked out, climbed into the pool of jello, shook hands with my opponent, and then we got down to it. She was quick and limber, so I was thrown into the jello first, but I took her down with me. We rolled a bit, and jello was in my hair and all over me before the first 10 seconds had passed. She tried to pin me, but I kept slipping out of her holds, and eventually managed to pin her. At one point, though, she undid my bikini bottom and it fell off, which had me scrambling to catch it and fix it. She took that opportunity to push me down and pin me. I got jello all up in my pussy, and she made matters worse. She shoved more into me, literally forcing it up there with her fingers. I was torn between revulsion and lust. It wasn’t fair, and she wound up pinning me and winning the match. In the locker room after, though, it was on. She all but climbed on top of me, shoving her fingers into my sticky-wet cunt, kissing me. We fucked in the locker room, the showers, even in the hallway outside the locker room afterward. I took her home with me that night, and my boyfriend could not have been happier with the result.