Unveiled in the carnival wash

Still entangled in the sticky mess, Susie and Bonnie's attempts to extricate themselves were only making matters worse. The carnival lights flickered overhead, casting a harsh glare on their bare, cream-coated bodies. Each movement seemed to spread the gooey substance further, amplifying their humiliation.

Eventually, they managed to peel themselves apart with a mix of frustration and awkwardness, though not without additional slips and accidental touches. The sticky cream clung stubbornly to their skin, refusing to be removed by mere wiping. Bonnie, now with a look of determined resolve, scanned the area for any possible means of cleaning up.

"Look, over there!" Bonnie exclaimed, pointing towards a nearby makeshift washing station. A large tub with a hose was shielded by a curtain, providing some semblance of privacy.

"Finally, something!" Susie said, her voice a mix of hope and trepidation. She grabbed Bonnie's hand, and they hurried over to the tub. As they approached, their bare feet squelched in the sticky mess that covered the ground, leaving a trail of their predicament.

The washing station, though grimy from frequent use, featured a large tub filled with clear water. Next to it, a hose with a spray nozzle rested, seemingly waiting for someone to use it. Susie and Bonnie, still naked and sticky, stepped into the tub, the cold water immediately making them shiver. They turned on the hose, its icy spray washing over their bodies.

The water, while refreshing, did little to alleviate their embarrassment. They stood under the harsh spray, their bodies slick with a mix of cold water and residual cream. Realizing they would need to clean each other to get the sticky residue off, they awkwardly began to assist one another.

Susie took the soap and began lathering Bonnie’s body, starting with her breasts. Her hands, now coated in soapy foam, glided over Bonnie’s smooth, wet skin. As she rubbed the soap in, her fingers inadvertently brushed against Bonnie’s hardened nipples, making them stand out even more. Bonnie winced slightly but appreciated the help, her own hands working diligently to reciprocate.

Bonnie, in turn, focused on cleaning Susie. She took the soap and applied it to Susie’s breasts, her hands moving with a mix of urgency and awkwardness. The soap lathered up between them, their bodies pressing against each other as Bonnie tried to scrub away the remaining cream. Her fingers skated over Susie’s sensitive skin, lingering more than intended, especially when she accidentally grazed Susie’s nipples.

As they worked to clean each other, their movements became increasingly synchronized. Bonnie’s hands slid down Susie’s torso, applying soap to her pussy, trying to rid it of the sticky residue. The cold water mixed with the soap made it difficult for Bonnie to maintain a firm grip, and her fingers inadvertently slipped over Susie’s most intimate areas. Susie shivered at the unexpected contact but did not protest, focusing instead on scrubbing Bonnie’s pussy in return.

Their hands continued to move over each other’s bodies, soap frothing and mixing with the water. They tried to clean each other’s asses, their hands spreading the soapy lather over their rounded cheeks. Every touch, every glide of their soapy fingers was a stark reminder of their nakedness, the soap adding a glossy sheen to their exposed skin.

Unbeknownst to them, the curtain that had shielded the washing station from view began to be pulled back. The workers, initially amused by the situation, had started to gather more closely. One of them, with a mischievous grin, began drawing the curtain aside, revealing the washing station and its occupants to the growing crowd.

As the curtain was pulled completely back, Susie and Bonnie remained focused on their task, unaware of their newfound visibility. The crowd began to take in the spectacle, their laughter and cheers growing louder. Susie and Bonnie, now fully exposed, continued their cleaning routine, their naked forms and the intimate nature of their task now on full display.

Susie’s hands moved methodically over Bonnie’s wet breasts, the soap creating a thick lather that she spread around. Each motion, whether intentional or not, made Bonnie’s nipples stand out more prominently. Bonnie’s attempts to clean Susie were equally thorough; her hands roamed over Susie’s breasts and down to her pussy, the soap creating a glossy sheen on her skin. Every touch and caress was visible to the growing audience.

The crowd’s reaction became palpable as they witnessed the unexpected show. Whistles, laughter, and cheers erupted from the onlookers, who took advantage of the unintentional display. The carnival workers, far from helping, reveled in the public spectacle, their comments and laughter adding to the girls' mortification.

As the realization of their predicament set in, Susie and Bonnie quickly shifted their focus from cleaning to covering themselves. They tried to shield their naked bodies with their hands, but the soapy water made it difficult to effectively cover themselves. The lather made their movements slippery and ineffectual, and their attempts to hide were continually thwarted by the crowd’s gleeful reactions.

Desperately, Susie tried to use her arms to cover her breasts while Bonnie attempted to shield her pussy. Their hands slipped repeatedly, failing to provide any real privacy as they stood there, exposed and shivering from the cold water. The crowd's laughter and jeers grew louder, their comments piercing through the haze of embarrassment.