Kinky Jenny Ch 01

I'd been with Jenny a couple years now, she's a tall BBW at just under 6ft and around 300lbs (that sounds really big but with her height she's overweight rather than obese). We met in the library and while she's a self-confessed nerd wearing glasses she has her kinky side, a very kinky side.

She's a few years older than me in her early thirties but has this youthful enthusiasm and is often thinking up kinky scenarios, usually involving a potential forfeit. I have an open mind and go along with it, it makes her happy and certainly ensures our sex life is anything but dull. She also puts a lot of time and thought into these games and has converted the basement of her house (inherited from her parents but we live there together) into her kinky room. Quite often she has a project on the go and will keep the details a closely guarded secret from me until she is ready to unleash her latest crazy kinky game on me. Last week was one such example.

I arrived home from work and had barely got in the door when she took me hand and said simply "Follow me." She led me through the hallway, past the dining room and down the stairs to our basement. My cock was already starting to stir just thinking of what unknown kinky surprise she had for me this time. It had been a few weeks since I had been summoned down here and I instantly noticed something new in the corner - a 8ft perspex gunge tank. Jenny has dabbled into the messy fetish a bit before - we had a custard bath together once and also had sex in a muddy field - but never before this. She took my T-shirt off, then my jeans and finally peeled off my boxers which exposed my hardening penis to her. She sat me down on the chair inside the tank, handcuffed my wrists behind my back and closed the door.

"Okay. This tank will be activated by a timer. I have five minutes to make you cum and get out otherwise I'll be gunged in here with you" she said with an expression of mocked terror. I know she got turned on by watching rather than experiencing humiliation but the trepidation and danger made her horny too, especially as she was wearing her favourite dress - one she would loath to see ruined.

She took my dick in her mouth and began sucking as if her life depended in it. Her blowjobs were pretty good anyway but this one even more so as she licked up and down with urgency. I wanted to hold on through to see her suffer the same messy fate I was destined for. Her bigger than average hands clinched and rubbed my thighs. She looked up at me through her glasses concentrating hard and in a rush. The feeling intensified and I was edging closer to climax when a thought crossed my mind - if she ran out of time would she stop dead? As we'd be getting covered in slime would she leave me hanging on? The doubt made me now unsure over whether I wanted to hold on and risk being denied an orgasm.

Neither of us were aware of exactly how much time had passed - we could be gunged at any second and without warning - and as I was close to cumming she was starting to tire and needing a breather. Normally she isn't in a rush when giving me head and often stops once or twice to rest but in this case time was of the essence. She slowed down but resisted the urge to stop and sensing how close I was gripped my thighs tighter. It was then too much and I shot my load in her mouth. It felt fantastic and though I sensed she'd likely escape the gunge her blowjobs were always worth whatever daft game she wanted to put me through.

After the last drop she quickly rushed out giggling like a cheeky schoolgirl playing a prank, shut the door and waved at me. Seconds later I was enveloped in thick green slime. It was cold and I was soon covered completely - my hair, body, handcuffed arms and limp penis had a coating of green goo. The feeling was not one I'd experienced before but it was certainly not unpleasant.

As soon as the deluge stopped Jenny took her dress off - where she had nothing on underneath - entered the tank and planted her voluptuous body on my lap. Her height ensured she was looked downwards at me with her beautiful smile.

"That was so fucking sexy" she whispered in my ear.

She kissed me, my spunk still fresh in her mouth then uncuffed my hands from behind my back.

"I want to feel your messy hands on my body."

I complied, hugging her, spreading slime onto her curves. She hugged me too, messing her hands with the gunge I was coated with. We kissed again and she played with my slimed hair. I likewise ran my messy hands through her hair.

I could feel her getting moist and I was becoming hard again despite having cum only a few moments ago. Then she stood up, her once clean naked body now with patches of green slime.

"Come on, let's have sex in the shower..."