Saturday, 30 July 2016

Fearne Cotton finally nude

Fearne Cotton finally nude

Fearne Cotton was best friends and colleagues with Holly Willoughby. They had known and worked with each other for over a decade. Both had been in a variety of messy situations on television. Holly, especially. Holly seemed to usually get it worse than Fearne, generally speaking. Fearne had been a part of setting Holly up along with Michelle Keegan not so long ago. At that time, Holly ended up naked and covered in mess on television. Although Holly was not overly angry about this, she still had to get revenge on Fearne for it. She decided that she would get her own back on an episode of Celebrity Juice. Fearne suspected that this might happen one day. She did not know when though. Holly waited a little while so that Fearne would let her guard down a little bit. She set it up so that it would happen randomly right in the middle of one of the shows. 

The show didn’t have the strongest links in the world. One day, the time had finally come for revenge. Holly just began to speak,” Today, we have a special surprise planned for Miss Cotton. If everyone remembers, some weeks ago, I ended up in situation where I was naked and covered in messiness in front of the whole world.” “Remember? How could we ever forget that?,” Keith said enthusiastically. “ Well, it’s time for me to get revenge Miss Cotton. It is your turn tonight.” The screen filled with Fearne’s best shocked, annoyed and worried face. She reluctantly stood up and made her way to the front of the desk where Keith Lemon sat. Holly was grinning from ear to ear. Fearne was wearing a long black dress. She looked quite unsettled and uncomfortable. “Now, now, turnabout is fair play. You had a great time doing it to me. Now it is your turn. You should have thought about this when you decided to do that to me on national television. Everyone saw my fanny. Everyone saw me get covered in muck as well. It’s time that I get my revenge,” Holly said. Although Fearne knew that this would happen one day, she still looked very annoyed. 

She rolled her eyes as Holly unceremoniously pulled her dress down. She dropped it down her body, leaving it at her ankles. She had tight black underwear underneath. Holly then went behind her. She unhooked her bra and then lowered her knickers down her legs. Fearne was visibly uncomfortable. She fidgeted as she attempted to use her hands to cover her breasts and vagina. She did her best to keep her knees together. She took a deep breath of embarrassment and resignation, blowing her fringe backwards. 

Holly then pushed her friend backwards slightly so she was sat on Keith’s desk. Then from different angles, Holly applied pink satin straps around Fearne’s ankles and wrists. Fearne’s legs were spread apart revealing her vagina to the world. Although small and tight, it had its share of interesting folds and a little birthmark. Her slit was exposed to the world. Her arms were then stretched apart and forward. Her behind stretched into the area where Keith would have been sitting had he not moved. She was stretched across the desk slightly. She gave a slightly pained look to the camera. Little beads of sweat formed on her long thin naked body. Her back arched. Her muscles stretched. 

Holly looked at her friend and gloated,” You thought it was so funny when it happened to me. I’ve had to look at pictures of my fanny on social media for weeks now. You know you deserve this.” Holly ran her hands over Fearne’s back and down her backside. Fearne did not bother to protest. Holly smiled as she took a bucket filled with thick red gunge, the sort that was used on Stwnsh ar y ffordd, and tipped it over the back if Fearne’s head. It poured onto her platinum blonde hair and down her back. It oozed down her demure chest and down the sides of her face. It splattered irregularly upon her. She pretended to try and blow some of it off of her. 

Holly then began to pour light yellow gunge all over her friend. It was a creamy almost beige kind of colour. Fearne gritted her teeth as it was dumped across her face and over her long thin legs. She, like Holly, had been messy before, but never in the nude. She had never felt the feeling of sloppy gunge against her bare skin. She could feel it right up against her naked flesh. The feeling of it on her bare behind and right between her legs on her pussy lips was something that she was unprepared for. The sensation was not unlike the touch of a lover right against her most intimate body parts. Right on her cracks and crevices. The feeling of her best friend applying gunge to her exposed naked body was undeniably sensual.

When Holly dumped bright orange gunge straight between her legs and then over her chest, the feeling of arousal heightened to an even higher level. Fearne would never admit it, but her nipples were very hard and her vagina was soaking with her juices. She feared that those close enough would be able to smell the distinctive musky aroma of dripping vagina that lay beneath the gunge between her legs. This feeling only grew when Holly placed her hands onto her friend’s chest from behind and began to rub the gunge all over her breasts and stomach. She then reached around and gently palmed her soaking wet vagina from behind. 

Holly then placed a sign around her neck that read, “Holly rules Fearne” She then gave her friend a brisk swat on the backside. She then took a plastic dish filled with more gloppy red gunge and pushed it up into Fearne’s face. She then pushed it upwards and placed it on top of Fearne’s head. She pointed and laughed, trying to embarrass her friend as much as she possibly could.

She then took what appeared to be a massive rubber dildo. She gently slapped it against Fearne’s face and pushed it into her mouth, making it appear that she was sucking on it. She then stood back and pointed the head of the device at Fearne. She then began to squeeze it. The pressure from her squeeze cause thick, viscous, white to clear liquid to squirt from the top of the head. The gunge inside of it was made to look and feel almost like cum. Holly squeezed it, aiming at Fearne’s face as if she was firing a water gun. In reality the substance was really more like coconut milk than anything else. It squirted into her face. Fearne closed her eyes as the sloppy mess rolled down her face. It oozed down her cheeks and chin. It dripped from her nose and mouth. She licked her lips. Holly then placed it between her friend’s breasts and squeezed, shooting more over her chest and face. She left Fearne slathered in it. It stuck to her fringe and dripped down her breasts. Holly then sprayed other areas of her body with it until the supply ran dry. She then put her hand onto her friend’s head and rubbed it around. 

When the rubber phallus was empty Fearne looked up and gave an exasperated look. She rolled her eyes. All the while the sloppy mess rolled down her face. She was bathed in the stuff. “Ok, it looks like jizz,” she joked,” I never thought you would jizz on me,” she joked. Keith and the other celebrities pointed and laughed at the messy, dishevelled team captain.

Holly freed Fearne, but to add insult to injury, she was forced to complete the rest of the show in the state that she was dripping in mess and in the buff. It was a big distraction for her the rest of the show. 

1 comment:

  1. awesome story loved it can't wait for the others