Georgie's Road - Sex Stories

Georgie's Road

... a heavily tattooed lesbian who did bodybuilding. She and I and the quizmaster agreed that if it came to the crunch, we would take everything off, and our nudity could be immediately hidden with a pie. We knew that going all the way would please the audience and raise the most money.

Georgie thought I was mad to do it, but I was oddly excited by the prospect of being completely humiliated in front of an audience.

The evening came, and Michelle and I duly sat in the crowded bar and tried to answer questions. We had agreed in advance that we'd strip to our underwear before letting ourselves get gunged, for maximum titillation. It didn't take long before I was in just my boxers, and she was in her bra and panties. I was positively puny compared to her, but this being an event for LGBT awareness, I was still getting plenty of cheers from the gay guys, and some whoops from the girls.

The questions were unexpectedly hard. I was asked an obscure one about battles in the first world war, and I couldn't answer it. The asker, a young woman, gleefully hefted a custard pie and slammed into my face. I obeyed the etiquette of being gunged, and didn't wipe it off but let it fall off into my lap. I sat there, blinded, listening as Michelle fumbled a question about maths and received her own pie. Then I wiped the gunge out of my eyes and awaited the next question.

For another ten minutes, Michelle and I received more gunge and pies and the crowd loved it. Michelle's response to ...

... being covered in gunge was always a despairing moan of 'Oh no...', whereas I tended to make a slight whimper.

Georgie was watching all this with a remote half-smile. Everyone was dressed up, except Michelle and I who were reduced to our underwear. Georgie was wearing a plaid shirt and a pair of denim hot pants. She looked sexier than ever.

But I was then surprised to see her bid for a chance to ask a question.

The bidding rose to twenty quid, and then the other competitor--a handsome gay guy--withdrew, and Georgie had won.

She went over to get her pie, to hit me in the face with it, and I raised my hand.

'Wait,' I said. 'I've changed my mind.'

The quizmaster paused. Georgie looked at me oddly.

'I'll strip,' I said.

The crowd roared. Georgie had the pie in her hand. My body was covered in gunge already, but the quizmaster nodded and said 'Well, you have that option.'

'Wait,' Georgie said, 'I don't get to pie him?'

'Not if he doesn't want to be,' said the quizmaster.

'That's my boyfriend,' Georgie said.

'So?'

'So I already know what he looks like naked,' she said, and the crowd laughed.

'Good point,' said the quizmaster.

'Hey, I don't have to be pied if I don't want to be,' I said.

'Something has to happen to you,' said the quizmaster.

'Too late,' I said, and I quickly slid my boxers off my hips and down my legs, and covered my groin with my hands. I smirked at Georgie. I was now naked in public, although I was covering my modesty ...