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A captivating story about three female friends who together live out their Wet and Messy Fetish increasingly intensively, combining more and more the desire for exclusive fragrances, excessive styling, and their luxury bodies with the allure of deliberately destroying the highest-quality garments. A Coming of Age Novel of a very special kind, which takes up and presents ever new and explicit forms of Wet and Messy play.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2022
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Three Messy Girlfriends in Frankfurt
A Wet And Messy Coming of Age Novel
I originally wrote and published this book in German. Due to many requests in this regard, I have now translated it myself. Therefore, I kindly ask you to excuse possible linguistic deficits. Thank you very much indeed. BookRix GmbH & Co. KG81371 MunichTHE JOB OFFER THAT STARTED IT ALL
Last early summer, two Slovakian model friends, blonde Lenka and brunette Suzanna, moved in with a longtime acquaintance, Isabella, an Italian-born underwear model, in Frankfurt am Main. There they hoped to get some lucrative bookings in fashion and advertising. Since the three girls had already shared hotel suites several times and Isabella's roommates had just moved to Paris, she had offered her Slovakian acquaintances to move in with her.
Lenka and Suzanna were able to settle in quite quickly in Frankfurt. It was certainly helpful that the interests of the three models are quite similar: fashion, cosmetics, sports, wellness, and healthy food became the main purpose of life of the shared apartment, in addition to the increasingly numerous bookings. In regular forays through the city center, the two Slovakians, with constant advice from their Italian friend, put together a completely new wardrobe within a few weeks. High-quality blouses made of precious materials, but also skirts, shoes, boots and elaborate lingerie were bought with passion. Again and again, the ladies were drawn to the relevant beauty temples, and entire arsenals of fragrances, decorative cosmetics and creams also found their way into their shared apartment.
One Monday in June, Lenka and Suzanna were invited to a casting for a commercial for a new detergent of a leading prestige brand. Dressed in their finest clothes and best styling, they prevailed against all the competition. Immediately afterwards, they met the director in person, who gave them a rough outline of the script for the commercial. He explained that the spot would focus on the stain-release power of the new product. In the forty second film, the two of them would therefore have to deal with the same difficult stains on high-quality clothing several times. While Lenka was to use the detergent to be advertised and her clothes would always be sparkling clean, Suzanna was to use a competitor's product and her clothes would still have stains and be ruined forever despite elaborate rescue attempts. For the handsome payment, a total of three shooting days were planned, one in a modern office setting, one at an outdoor wedding reception, and a third at a beauty salon. The date was already scheduled for the following week and if the manufacturer's feedback on the spot was positive, further orders for the two models were to follow. Lenka immediately agreed on behalf of the two models and the director promised that a courier would personally hand over a detailed and illustrated script the very next day.
When Lenka and Suzanna met Isabella again that same evening, they told her about their new job. Isabella was very interested and immediately wanted to know details, such as the clothes used and the type of stains. Lenka and Suzanna, of course, could not give a direct answer to this, but the reference to the filming locations visibly fired her imagination. She quickly imagined that the office scene would certainly be shot with a skirt and a noble blouse, perhaps accompanied by shoes with high heels or boots, and probably with conservative makeup and updos. For the stains, Isabella speculated on typical office stains like ink, but also food like the small office snack for in between or coffee. With the wedding scene, on the other hand, there was no doubt in her mind: for sure Lenka and Suzanna would show a lot of skin in evening dresses. The make-up would certainly be festive, and the hair would probably be worn straight and open. The stains would surely come from foods like cake, gravy, soup, or maybe red wine. In the beauty salon, Isabella was quite sure, white blouses would surely be stained, preferably with lipstick or makeup. Her imagination just bubbled out of her as she presented her ideas to Lenka and Suzanna. The two then told her that they were also quite excited and would receive the script as early as tomorrow, Tuesday. Suzanna, however, was much more reserved than her friend. Isabella then seemed noticeably nervous, mentioned briefly that she would be very happy about the new job of the two friends and then suddenly and quickly retreated to her bedroom.
The next day began like so many before, as the three girls went to the gym to work out after getting up, then to the café for a latte and then to the beautician. After a short shopping trip until the early afternoon hours, the models returned to their apartment. As soon as they arrived, the doorbell rang, and a courier brought the big envelope with the script for the commercial. The three friends sat tensely on the couch as Lenka opened the envelope. Amazed by the large amount of paper, she took out the script and immediately began to leaf through it. Besides a lot of text, after only a few pages she found a picture of a model dressed for the first scene: black boots with high heels, silk pantyhose, a short white satin skirt and a dream of a sunny yellow satin blouse with a big collar. Isabella was thrilled and almost wanted to snatch the script out of Lenka's hand. Hastily she asked several times about the stains, but Lenka was still searching hard in the many lines of text. When she finally found the information and pronounced it, Isabella became strangely enthusiastic about the choice of stain, which had fallen on red fruit juice. Suzanna thought Isabella's enthusiasm was a bit strange, but her excitement for the next scenes probably prevailed, so she didn't pay any attention to Isabella's reaction.
A few pages further on, the next picture appeared. This time the model wore white shoes with high heels and a very elegant white silk dress, backless with a lot of leg and cleavage and matching a white pearl necklace with very large pearls and matching stud earrings. Again, Isabella became hasty and now began to search on her own in the text for information about the stains. She quickly found what she was looking for, and with sheer excitement she got up from the couch as she pronounced mousse au chocolate several times. Lenka was so surprised by Isabella's enthusiasm that she now simply thrust the script into her hand. Hastily, Isabella now turned the pages and quickly found the last picture: she had been right: there was indeed a white blouse in play, very elaborately cut and fitted, with a stand-up collar and silver buttons. In contrast to the other photos, the picture was only a chest shot, and the other clothing seemed to play a rather subordinate role for this scene. Hastily -she skimmed the further lines of text and with the type of stain she had been right: The blouse was to be stained with ruby lipstick.
Isabella was now almost beside herself with excitement and threw the script on the table. Suzanna was surprised that so many more pages of paper followed this scene. The shooting should have ended here. She took the script and turned the pages. Lenka and Isabella, who had just calmed down a bit, were watching her anxiously. After the three short scenes in which the clothes are actively stained by the actresses, a comparative scene follows in the commercial in which both wash their stained blouses and dresses with their respective detergents and then present the results, which turn out so differently: While Lenka got a sparkling clean result with bright colors, Suzanna's clothes should still have stains and thus be ruined. But that was still not the end of the commercial: at the very end, Suzanna was to slip into an outfit once again with a yellow silk blouse on which a large coffee stain adorned the area of her left breast. With an annoyed expression on her face, she was to grab a large pair of scissors and cut the stain out of her blouse over a large area.
With a slightly horrified face, Suzanna now looked questioningly at the delighted Isabella and the unimpressed Lenka. It was clear to both that Suzanna had a problem with something, and Isabella immediately asked what was wrong. Suzanna replied, much to the astonishment of Lenka and Isabella, that she couldn't do that. She would simply love clothes much too much, the feeling of noble fabrics on her skin, the scent of freshly washed blouses, so that she could now simply ruin these beautiful blouses and dresses with stains. The worst thing for her would be the idea of cutting a blouse she was wearing. Isabella and Lenka immediately talked at her that it wasn't so bad, that thousands of clothes were ruined by stains every day anyway, and that if she didn't appear in the commercial, someone else would. Suzanna could not be convinced, and even the money she and Lenka would earn with the commercial, several thousand euros each, could not persuade her to agree. Lenka could understand Suzanna least of all, but her money would also be lost. Suzanna repeated several times how sorry she was, but she just couldn't do it.
When Lenka almost resigned and threatened to call the agency and cancel the shoot, Isabella took the phone and suggested, to the complete astonishment of the two Slovakians, to simply practice the scenes in advance so that Suzanna would lose her shyness about her task. Suzanna was not very enthusiastic about this. But Isabella immediately got into action, which Lenka was also easily infected by. Suzanna naturally wondered how she was supposed to think of this exercise now. Before she could ask, Isabella instructed the two to relax, as she would take care of everything from now on. Before Suzanna could voice her further concerns, Isabella had quickly put on some more of her fancy perfume, grabbed her purse, and stormed out of the apartment.
Suzanna and Lenka briefly speculated about the purpose of Isabella's quick disappearance, until Lenka suddenly retreated to her room, so as not to jeopardize the possible success of this action by making Suzanna nervous or upset, which could possibly result from a false statement on her part. When Isabella was still not back after about an hour, Suzanna also went to her room to do some more exercise on a stepper. Only when she had almost finished her training program, she heard Isabella coming back into the apartment with lots of rustling bags.
Isabella quickly stowed all the things in her room and only a few minutes later came to Suzanna's room with Lenka. Suzanna was sweating profusely from the heavy workout routine. On her white training top, large sweat stains stood out under her armpits and her otherwise accurately styled hair stuck wetly to her forehead. When Isabella saw this, she immediately told Suzanne to take a shower immediately. She felt that this would now be optimal. Suzanna replied that she would probably have to do this anyway. Isabella told her to take her time, to relax and to indulge herself after the shower. Suzanna asked about the purpose of this instruction but received no answer. But since she had to take a shower anyway, she went directly to the large, shared bathroom, took off her completely sweaty workout clothes and stood under the shower. Lenka and Isabella retreated to the couch in the meantime.
Lenka of course asked Isabella what she was up to, and she evaded with the statement that she shouldn't worry, Suzanna would get it right with the commercial, she would surely see to that today. After that Isabella went to her room and Lenka heard her rummaging in her well sorted closet for a good ten minutes.
After a good half hour, Suzanna came out of the bathroom. She was freshly showered, creamed from head to toe with the best French cosmetics and dressed in simple underwear. Alarmed by the sound of the bathroom door opening, Isabella intercepted her just outside the bathroom and persuaded her to put on some fancy lingerie, put on some fancy makeup and put her hair up. Suzanna sat down in front of the large make-up mirror in the living room and with practiced hand movements she conjured up a classic night out styling in a few minutes. As she was about to get up to fetch outerwear from her room, Isabella slowed her down and asked her to sit down again. She was asked to put on some of her favorite perfume while Lenka and Isabella had to go get something. Suzanna did so and visibly was comfortable doing so.
Meanwhile, Isabella led her friend Lenka into the kitchen. There she told her that with her help she would now teach Suzanna to stain noble clothes. With a quick grab, she opened the refrigerator and took out two bottles of juice. The juices were black currant juice and cherry juice. Isabella explained to Lenka that she wanted Suzanna to spill the juices on herself in front of the mirror and thus lose her shyness before her destructive task on the commercial shoot. To this end, she further explained to her that she had sorted out some not-so-loved, but still very beautiful and expensive pieces in her closet, which would be excellent for this purpose. Lenka replied that she did not believe that this would work, but Isabella was quite sure of her cause and clearly expressed this attitude. Already rushing out of the room before her friend, she asked Lenka to follow right away with the juice. She should just wait until Suzanna was dressed.
Two minutes later she came to Suzanna from her bedroom with a plain gray skirt, a plain but very beautiful light blue blouse from a well-known label and a sleeveless white knitted sweater made of expensive wool of the same brand and asked her to put these things on. After that she waited until Suzanna had finished dressing herself with the clothes. The clothes, which had been worn only a few times, looked very nice on her and Isabella asked Suzanna to sit down on the chair again.
As agreed before, Lenka came out of the kitchen with the juice bottles and Suzanna could already see her in the mirror. Immediately she wanted to jump up and flee, but Isabella gently but firmly pushed her back to her chair. Suzanna said several times that she didn't want to get dirty, and her clothes shouldn't be damaged at all. Besides, it wasn't even her clothes, she said. The skirt, the blouse and the slipover were still very nice and hardly worn. Moreover, the clothes were still freshly washed and smelled so wonderfully of fabric softener and mild detergent. Isabella reassured her by saying that it was all right, but Suzanna just didn't want to see the beautiful garments ruined. She argued that these red fruit juices, of all things, were impossible to remove from the clothes at all. A small drop would immediately ruin the blouse or sweater, and the now still fluffy and fragrant fabric would then inevitably end up in the garbage can among food scraps and other trash.
Isabella responded by asking if she might prefer something else and not necessarily the fruit juice to start with. When she received no response, she asked Lenka to watch Suzanna for a moment, saying she would just grab something quickly. A short time later, she returned from the bathroom with a bottle of high-quality body lotion and a tube of mayonnaise from the kitchen. When she offered Suzanna the mayonnaise, she replied that she couldn't stand the smell of that greasy mass alone. Isabella then pulled out the body lotion and squeezed it into Suzanna's right hand, saying that it was very rich and wonderfully perfumed. Moreover, with a little luck and the right means, one would eventually get these stains out again. But Suzanna declined this offer as well and somewhat defiantly pressed the bottle back into Isabella's hand.
After a moment of silence, Isabella then said that she and Lenka could show her how to do it first. Suzanna would then just have to watch. Before Suzanna could say anything, Isabella had pulled Lenka into her room and closed the door behind her. After about three minutes, both appeared behind Suzanna, completely newly dressed. Lenka was now wearing short white cloth pants and a light blue polo shirt with a white stand-up collar, and Isabella was wearing a red skirt made of satin and a white sleeveless top. When Suzanna saw the red skirt, she immediately took notice and asked Isabella when she had bought it. According to her, the piece was only a few weeks old and had only been worn once. Isabella replied that this was correct, but that the skirt did not fit perfectly. It could not be returned now and here it could serve a last good purpose. Suzanna just shook her head.
Isabella now asked Lenka to sit in front of the mirror and then asked which stain she should start with. When Suzanna didn't answer, she reached for the body lotion, slowly opened the flip-top lid, and brought the bottle to her nose. She benevolently took the scent of the expensive skin care product and briefly closed her eyes. Then, from a position directly behind Lenka, she slowly let her left-hand glide over the fabric above Lenka's left breast. At the same time, she slowly guided her right hand with the bottle carefully in front of her friend's upper body. Visibly tensed, she then let a small blob of the greasy lotion drip onto the light blue polo shirt, right between Lenka's breasts. She then rubbed the blob very slowly with two fingers. Suzanna could hardly look. The pity for the polo shirt was enormously strong. The white collar and the white buttons made the piece special in her eyes and now, from her point of view, it was stained and thus destroyed for no reason at all. From her point of view, the beautiful piece really didn't deserve that.
Isabella encouraged her, while she herself still acted with her fingers on the stain, to touch the now stained part of the polo shirt. But Suzanna refused, slightly disgusted, if only out of pity for the good piece. Isabella then immediately reached for the body lotion again and this time she sprayed a large wide stripe across the front of the polo shirt and a large dab on the white trousers. First, she started to rub the stains with her fingers again, then she grabbed Suzanna's hand and slowly led her to the body lotion on Lenka's upper body. The young Slovak resisted to the best of her ability, but Isabella was stronger. As her two fingertips dipped into the creamy liquid, Isabella continued rubbing the stain with a circular motion. Suzanna couldn't look and from her upper body, Isabella now moved her hand up to the large blob on Lenka's pants and began rubbing the lotion there as well. More and more Isabella felt how the resistance in Suzanna's hand became less and less, until it finally gave way almost completely. When asked how the stain would feel now, Lenka showed quite a lot of liking and Suzanna - at least that was Isabella's interpretation - an already noticeably diminished refusal.
Asked about this, Suzanna then argued that body lotion really did not represent a great inhibition threshold. She justified this with the statement that she would probably be able to remove the stains again with suitable means. She hoped that the polo shirt and the trousers would not be ruined yet and that would calm her down a bit. Besides, the lotion would smell very pleasant, and one would associate the contact with it with something positive. Isabella then replied that she would now immediately witness how a piece of clothing would be ruined. She asked Lenka to stand up and sat down on the seat in front of the make-up mirror. With a purposeful grip, she now retrieved a small bottle of liquid makeup from one of the makeup cases. Asking Suzanna to look closely now, she slowly opened the bottle and poured almost all the remaining contents into her palm. After that, she slowly rubbed the makeup in both hands and with downright pleasure in her actions, she then placed her totally filthy hands, very slowly and carefully, on the front of her white top. After a few seconds she took her hands away again and what remained were two huge makeup stains in the shape of her hands on the noble fabric directly above her breasts.
Suzanna had hardly been able to look and as soon as Isabella's hands had come off the top, Suzanna bombarded her friend with arguments and questions, expressing her regret for the good piece. While she was still talking, Isabella slowly smeared her still sticky hands over the fine satin of her skirt until it too had two large brown stains, one brown stripe on each leg. Suzanna was almost beside herself now, remembering the very high price of the skirt and its far too short life span. Satin was something so great and noble and erotic and one could not treat it like that.
Isabella just kept referring to the goal that Suzanna would have to learn to accept stains to shoot the commercial, after all there was a lot of money at stake. Lenka agreed with her and asked Isabella to get up to let Suzanna sit in the chair. Lenka now asked Suzanna to put a dab of body lotion on one of her clothes, but Suzanna was still reluctant. Then Isabella took the initiative and grabbed Suzanna's shoulders with both hands, and slowly, almost with pleasure, wiped her hands, which were still dirty with make-up residue, on the knitted fabric of the formerly white sweater. Afterwards she pointed out to Suzanna that she couldn't ruin anything with the body lotion anymore now, as worse damage had already been done. Any help for the sweater would come too late now anyway. Concerned, almost dismayed, Suzanna tried to clean the fabric with her hand, but she couldn't change anything about the stains.
Not convinced, but somewhat influenced by the fact that the sweater was now only usable as a rag of noble fabric, Suzanna reached for the body lotion. Lenka and Isabella had to keep talking at her and only after quite a long time she carefully dripped very little of the body lotion onto her fingertips. Again, a lot of time passed and Lenka and Isabella had to do a lot of coaxing until Suzanna took heart and let her fingers glide over the fabric on her chest. As she did so, she watched herself in the mirror. Immediately Lenka and Isabella asked her to use more lotion, or even to stain her blouse or skirt. When Suzanna did not respond Isabella hastily grabbed the bottle and before Suzanna could say anything Isabella poured a long strip of body lotion starting from the left sleeve of the blue blouse, over the shoulders, the sweater, down to the right sleeve of the blouse. Protesting that the blouse was now stained as well, Suzanna was about to get up when Isabella pushed her back into her chair and demanded in a harsh tone that the body lotion be spread over the blouse. Suzanna was visibly reluctant at first, but then managed to spread the strip of body lotion with one or two hasty movements. Lenka and Isabella showered her with praise and encouraged her to do something of her own. But Suzanna was obviously still not ready for that.
Suzanna became visibly nervous when Isabella reached for one of the juice bottles. Saying that this wouldn't matter now, she carefully poured a small amount of the deep red liquid over the collar of the blouse and parts of the sweater from behind. Again, she asked Suzanna to finally take the bottle. Lenka now also talked to her and to show Suzanna how easy it was now to complete the action, Lenka slowly and somewhat bent back poured juice over large parts of her light blue polo shirt, dripping small amounts of the red liquid onto the light wooden floor. After so much coaxing and support, Suzanna finally got around to it and slowly poured small amounts of the juice onto her blouse, sweater, and skirt. As she put the bottle away, she casually remarked, to the continued encouragement of her friends, that this was still a huge difference from the situation in the commercial, where, after all, brand new clothes made from the most expensive and best fabrics were used, and at the time of their destruction, they were pure and perfect. The fact that she could now further stain already messy clothes here did not mean, from her point of view, that this would also work with a dream blouse like this sunny yellow satin blouse.
As if on command, Isabella then left the scene, obviously to get something in her bedroom. Saying that she had taken good care of herself, she returned a short time later with a carrier bag from a well-known fashion store in downtown Frankfurt. She put the bag down and then went to the bathroom to wash her hands, which were still slightly messed with makeup. Saying that this would probably make the situation more realistic, she pulled one of two cardboard boxes out of her bag. When she opened the box, under some tissue paper a gorgeous yellow satin blouse appeared, very similar with the model on the photo in the script. Lenka took note of this fact slightly astonished and shaking her head, while Suzanna demonstratively covered her eyes with both hands. Suzanna then dismissed Isabella as crazy, while the latter only approached Lenka with the hint that there was a second identical blouse in the bag and that they should please change quickly while she changed as well. Furthermore, Isabella asked to please bring the ruined clothes back to the make-up mirror.
After a few minutes Lenka had arrived in front of the mirror again, of course she was already wearing the yellow satin dream and white long and very tight-fitting cotton trousers from Isabella's stock. Since Suzanna probably needed some more time and Isabella had already put on a short tight orange satin skirt and a long sleeved and heavily fitted white cotton blouse, Isabella quickly wiped up the juice from the floor with her ruined top and then spread Lenka's and her dirty clothes under the chair to protect the light wooden floor. In an unguarded moment, she rapidly buttoned the placket of the ruined polo shirt with practiced grips, guided the completely body lotion-soaked and fragrant garment past her nose one last time with relish, then seconds later tore it open lustfully along the placket with a loud "ratchet". With another movement, she quickly stretched the tear even further before contentedly placing the piece back under the chair, backside up.
When Suzanna still didn't return, the two of them quickly consulted the script once again on exactly what had happened in the situation. There it said that Suzanna was supposed to carry a tray with a carafe and two glasses of fruit juice and stumble into Lenka with it, totally spilling both blouses. Isabella then removed the chair in front of the make-up mirror so that she could re-enact the scene as realistically as possible. When Suzanna still didn't show up, even after Isabella had long since provided the carafe and glasses on the tray, Isabella and Lenka went to her room to finally pick her up.
When they carefully opened the door, Suzanna was standing in front of the large mirror, completely lost in thought, stroking the silky smooth and bright yellow fabric of her blouse with one hand, looking at herself in the mirror, lost in thought. Cautiously, Isabella approached and took Suzanna by the hand. With the words that this was a cruel act and that she had rarely seen such a great blouse on her, Suzanna still wanted to avert disaster. But Isabella and Lenka slowly led her into the living room. There she interrupted Isabella's explanations of the exact procedure several times, saying that she didn't feel at all well and that the blouses had certainly been very expensive and much too good to ruin them now simply and finally, and that she also thought the light gray cotton skirt she was now wearing was much too beautiful to make trash of it in a few minutes. Isabella countered by pointing out that the commercial would certainly recoup many times the cost of the blouses and that sometimes you just must do things, even if this first cost some effort. The skirt was from last year anyway and she had only worn it two or three times because it didn't look right on her and because she had more noble and beautiful skirts in large numbers. Influenced by the persistent persuasions of her friends and perhaps also under the impression of the previously made experiences with the body lotion and the juice on the light blue blouse, the white sweater and the gray skirt, Suzanna then finally agreed.
Isabella then explained one last time the path Suzanna should take and how she should collide with Lenka. The juice should be distributed over the entire front of the blouses if possible and the rest splashing down towards the ground should be caught by the already ruined clothes on the floor. Suzanna now stood there, tray in hand, looking down at herself one last time. How beautiful that blouse was. Each time she now took a step forward, she immediately corrected her actions with a step back. This continued for quite some time. Her friends were visibly impatient. It was now or never, she suddenly thought to herself, and with a resigned expression on her face, she hurriedly rushed towards Lenka. At about the level of her belly button, she rammed the tray with its stain-bringing charge against Lenka's body and, as if in slow motion, both glasses and the carafe fell over in Lenka's direction. The front of Lenka's blouse and the area around the knees of the white cotton pants were literally drenched in large parts of the red juice, while only two very small splashes of red spilled onto Suzanna's blouse, both near the button placket. The carafe and glasses then crashed onto the clothes on the floor in a veritable shower of the red juice, and one of the two glasses immediately shattered from the impact. While Lenka's blouse was completely ruined, Suzanna's blouse had only gotten two very small stains. Isabella and Lenka were relieved that Suzanna had dared to take this step, even though the result on her blouse had turned out very different compared to Lenka's blouse. While Lenka was still dripping slightly, Suzanna nervously scratched one of the two small spots on the button placket with one of her fingernails. Somehow, she seemed to wonder if it might not be possible to remove those two small stains and save the blouse. When Isabella guessed what was going on inside Suzanna, she immediately took the initiative again and asked Suzanna to fetch a large garbage bag from the kitchen. When the young Slovakian returned with the bag, Isabella stuffed all the clothes that had been laid out on the floor, including the glass splinters, into the bag. Finally, she quickly wiped again with the formerly white sweater, so that the floor was completely clean again. Then she stuffed the now finally ruined piece with the other things in the garbage bag. Afterwards she asked Suzanna to please sit down again on the chair in front of the mirror.
No sooner had Suzanna taken her seat than she immediately began to argue that with a certain stain remover and a good detergent one would certainly have a chance to save the blouse, but Isabella interrupted her and stated that this blouse would certainly now be suitable for getting to know the other stains in the commercial. No sooner had she said this than she returned from the kitchen with a large package of chocolate mousse and a bottle of spray cream. No sooner had she placed these utensils on the make-up cupboard in front of the mirror than she again stormed purposefully into the kitchen. This time she came back with a small carrier bag of a Parisian noble manufacturer of cosmetics and almost solemnly she took three brand-new ruby red lipsticks out of the bag one by one and placed them right next to the chocolate mousse and the spray cream on the small table.
When Isabella didn't get an answer to her two questions about which of the things Suzanna wanted to continue with, she suggested to her friend that she could show her with the body lotion how pleasant and beautiful a stain on the clothes, especially on such a noble fabric as satin or silk, can feel on the body. That's why she asked Suzanna to take off her bustier under her blouse. The girlfriends had also exchanged minor endearments here and there before and had no secrets or shame from each other, so Suzanna unbuttoned her blouse, carefully took off her bustier and threw it on the couch a few feet away and then slowly and almost tenderly buttoned the blouse again. Isabella then slowly grabbed the large bottle of rich body lotion and sat down on Suzanna's lap from the front. She then turned to Lenka and asked her to apply a generous amount of the ruby lipstick. Slowly, Isabella now began to delicately caress the sunny yellow satin on Suzanna's left breast with her right hand, while Lenka applied copious amounts of lipstick to her pretty kissing mouth a short distance from the mirror. Her lips and mouth were so beautiful that she had already done several promotional shots for an expensive brand lipstick.
After just a few seconds of gentle touching, the young Slovak's stiff nipple was clearly visible through the fabric of the blouse and Suzanna closed her eyes with pleasure. Just at that moment Isabella carefully brought the bottle with the body lotion to Suzanna's breast and unerringly spilled some of the rich and greasy mass on the fabric of the satin blouse several times. Then Isabella asked her friend to relax and just keep her eyes closed. Then Isabella carefully began to gently rub the lotion on the fabric. Suzanna could now actually let herself go and surrender to the pleasant feeling of the damp and slightly sticky fabric on her chest. Isabella was clearly enjoying feeling Suzanna's slight arousal and being able to control the level of arousal with her fingertips. Once more she then blotted another small amount of body milk on Suzanna's breast and when Isabella stopped the gentle massaging, this action left a distinct circular and translucent stain on Suzanna's blouse. No sooner had Isabella stopped her activities than Suzanna also opened her eyes again and reached directly to the stained area on her breast. Lenka asked her directly if she had not liked it and Suzanna had to admit that the feeling had been very nice and that she had only had to think about the blouse for a moment.
Isabella now suggested to use the chocolate mousse in the same way. Lenka immediately hastily opened the stately package and quickly went into the kitchen with it. With a spoon in her ruby-red kissing mouth and the package deprived of two or three spoons, she returned only seconds later - grinning contentedly. Admonishingly, Isabella immediately reminded her again that she now had to re-do her lips, and Lenka immediately gave her the opened package of the dark brown dessert to skillfully devote to her lips. Isabella now asked Lenka to sit on Suzanna's lap from the front. She now held the package of chocolate mousse, including the small spoon, within reach of Suzanna's right hand. After a moment's consideration, she now reached for the spray cream bottle as well. Isabella then explained how she imagined the further procedure, she expected Suzanna to spill two or three spoons of mousse on her not yet stained breast and then to lightly rub the brown creamy treat with the spoon. Then Lenka was to add a small amount of spray cream to the mousse and then, with her kissing mouth wide open, enclose the entire mousse and cream and then glide her lips and tongue over the noble fabric of the blouse in such a way that distinct red traces remained on the blouse, but also at the same time a pleasant arousal set in with Suzanna.
Lenka then nodded slightly, signaling Isabella's agreement with this procedure, while Suzanna stared somewhat horrified at the opened package of chocolate mousse. With the argument that they would not stop today anyway until the blouse was finally ruined, Isabella now unmistakably urged her friend to finally become active and spill the mousse on the blouse. Apparently, Suzanna was still speculating that she would be able to remove the small fruit juice stains and the grease stain on her breast after all and save the fantastically beautiful blouse. When Lenka also started to talk to her, she finally grabbed the spoon, dipped it deep into the brown mass and then slowly brought it to within a few millimeters of her nipple, which was already slightly visible under the fabric. Questioningly, she looked again first at Lenka and then at Isabella, who both gave her to understand without speaking a word that she was now acting correctly when she spilled the brown treat on her sunny yellow blouse. Slowly, she then actually let the mousse slide onto the noble fabric, with a slight sigh. After that, she reached for the mousse a second time and roughly doubled the amount on her blouse. Then the spoon fell clumsily from her fingers. It touched the fabric of her blouse once more before finally falling to the floor, leaving a small, but still distinct, brown stain on her hip. Startled, she backed away in the first moment, but apparently, she realized already in the second moment that for the blouse now probably any conceivable help came too late anyway.
Immediately after that Lenka began to shake the spray cream bottle vigorously and almost hastily she tore the lid off the bottle after only a few movements. With the familiar sound, she only wanted to add a small blob to the mousse, but the little shaking of the bottle first caused a lot of small splashes of cream to spray in all directions and Suzanna's blouse was downright speckled with cream after only about two seconds: On both sleeves and on large parts of the front, small, greasy, white cream spots were now stuck. Even on Lenka's blouse, which was largely saturated with fruit juice, splashes of cream were now visible here and there. With a smile Lenka tried to cover the fact that she had probably not shaken enough. After another two or three hasty movements, she then managed to spray a small squiggle of cream onto the mousse on Suzanna's blouse. Isabella then hastily took the spray bottle from her hand and asked Suzanna to close her eyes. Lenka now leaned forward more and more and slowly brought her ruby kissing mouth close to the mousse and cream. Then she too closed her eyes, opened her mouth, and slowly pressed it fully onto the yellow material. When she wanted to take some distance with her mouth again, she felt that the fabric really stuck to her lips. Thereupon she opened her mouth a bit more, pressed it firmly against Suzanna's breast and slowly began to close it. She clearly felt Suzanna's hard nipple and carefully let her tongue glide several times through the mousse over this excited part of her friend's body. Suzanna was breathing much harder now and when Lenka continued caressing her breast through the fabric of her ruined blouse, she already had to do her breathing through her mouth. The level of her arousal continued to increase until Isabella verbally intervened and asked Lenka to please switch places with her for a moment.
