Splat! A Wet and Messy Story

By Jason Pinaster

I was in the middle of a long dry spell. It felt like forever since I’d been with a man and this was starting to make me feel lonely and inadequate. Not to mention horny.

And then came William. He was tall, but not so tall that he would be hard to kiss. He looked fit and certainly moved with ease. He was polite and his deep voice tickled the back of my neck.

William had a nice face. Not super-model handsome. More of a regular guy face. But a smile had lit up his eyes when he took the first sip of his coffee. Definitely easy to look at. His hair was brown, but not very dark, and had been shampooed recently.

But two obstacles stood in the way of me getting to know William. The first was Ruby, a vivacious redhead who had already begun to get her hooks into him. The second was green slime. Any woman who wanted William would need to go through gooey green gunge.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jason Pinaster
• Release date: Aug 16, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005992989

Jason Pinaster

If you would like to be on my mailing list, please click on the box at the very bottom of the column under my photo. You will receive prompt notification of my new publications and special offers.I have heard say that the first obligation of a writer is to entertain. If so, the first obligation of a writer of erotica is to arouse and I hope you feel that I have succeeded.I believe that story sets the scene. A story lets the reader start to care for the characters in it. And if the reader cares about the characters, it is easier for him or her to identify with their arousal, to let that arousal tingle the reader’s own skin.Christopher Carter is a lawyer who’s into BDSM and other hijinks, most of them sexual. His stories feature a little fun, lots of sex, a little adventure, and Carter's special brand of justice. Lusty Lee was a private investigator whose nemesis forced her to pursue him through a new kink in each episode. The Mistress Megan stories take her through her development as a dominatrix during which she must satisfy their every fetish.While my current focus is on stories featuring (in order of frequency) erotic combat, wet and messy, action-adventure and tickling, I’m open to anything which turns me (and hopefully you) on. I dabble in sex games and BDSM. I have published two novellas set in Hedonism II, the notorious Jamaican resort and even one featuring a sentient sex robot.At present, I’m developing a Patreon page showcasing erotic combat vignettes: www.patreon.com/JasonPinasterPlease feel free to contact me at [e-mail] And don’t forget to click on the box at the very bottom of the column under my photo. Cheers!

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Splat! A Wet and Messy Story © 2021 Jason Pinaster

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Mud

Green Gals

Splosh Spy

Copyright Notice: Copyright by Jason Pinaster 2021; all rights reserved.

This is a work of fiction; the characters are not you.

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Back Notes: About Jason Pinaster, other books and stories by the author.

Acknowledgement and Author’s Note

Jason Pinaster has published numerous other stories. His favorite themes center around erotic wrestling, tickling, wet & messy, and BDSM. For a full list of his stories, please see his author profile or the notes at the back of this story.

Splat! A Wet and Messy Story

I was alone in our apartment watching comedy re-runs on our flat-screen television. Thankfully, now that Alice and I had moved in together, we could afford a larger place and being alone didn’t feel quite as oppressive as it had when my bedroom had doubled as my eating area. Still, we had to think about doing something about our respective jobs—my barista gig meant that I had to get up early while Alice’s bartending job kept her out until the wee hours.

I’d been on edge the entire day—horny and frustrated. Horny because the male customers at the coffee shop had been as sexy as they had been unavailable. Frustrated because, for the past week, when I’d had enough energy for sex, Alice had been exhausted.

Ordinarily I’d just get my vibrator out, put it between my pussy lips to take the edge off and go to sleep by myself. If Alice was feeling frisky, she’d wake me up, but mostly she’d just spoon her lanky body next to my back and sync up her breathing with mine. But not tonight.

Tonight I had a new outfit and I wanted to show it off.

As soon as the TV show ended, I went to our bedroom, stripped nude, and put on the new outfit. I had nice curves except for my waist and hips. They were almost the same size. Hopefully the new outfit would take care of that.

First on was a leather bra. It cupped my breasts, each a pleasantly full handful, and nicely separated them. The soft leather felt wonderful on my skin and I took a deep breath to suck the sensuous smell into my nostrils. Next were leather boots which came all the way up to my crotch. They accentuated my hips, but didn’t do anything for my waist. The black leather bikini tended to merge into the top of the boots, accentuating the fact that my waist was almost the same width as my hips. I turned and looked into the mirror. At least the bikini showed off my buttocks. I gave my bum a squeeze and laughed.

The last item was the make or break part of the outfit. It was a small leather corset with two dips at the top to accommodate my breasts. As with most corsets of this type, it had clasps at the back and laces up the front to ensure a tight fit. And, as with most corsets, it took a lot of wiggling to get into. What made this corset unique was the three leather straps sewn into the bottom. These I tightened to hug it snugly under my belly button.

I glanced in the mirror and clapped my hands. I now had a waist!

However the bikini still wasn’t right so I undid the strings holding it up over my hips and slid it off. The band of white skin in the middle of my stomach, highlighted by blonde curls, now really showed off the difference between hips and waist.

The boots were too butch, at least for tonight. So I took them off. I’d wear them on a night that I wanted to be dominant. And the leather bra would be a nice surprise for another night. I took it off and put on a set of red lingerie. The bra was low cut and put my best feature on full display. Then I slid on a robe—a nice robe, but one that completely covered what I had on underneath.

Alice was skinny, no curves at all. She made up for it with a pretty face which broadcasted whatever emotion she was feeling. And her smile—it could melt an