Have you ever turned someone on to the kink?

After you've introduced them to a pie in the face, or whatever your WAM of choice is, have they then been turned on by the fetish in general and not just turned on by doing it with you?

(Two distinct things there).

As far as I know, I have - once.

When I graduated from college, and moved to the big city, I lived in a small 1-bedroom apartment in a classic old brownstone. The interior had been updated to at least the mid-80s from it's original mid-1930s. It was a nice place, with a real and functional fireplace.

I worked all day in a suit&tie operation programming mainframe computers. I was bored out of my skull, and so after work I'd go hang out at interesting places: jazz clubs, improv comedy clubs, cool bars that attracted the artsy crowd and so on. I made a lot of friends.

After a year or so of this, one evening I was out at one of my usuals and the bartender, who had become a friend, said "Hey, Robin wants to meet you."

"Robin from the theater, that Robin?" I asked. I knew who he was talking about; another regular who worked as a tech at both the theater across the street and a few of the small, underground music and improv clubs. We were friendly, a passing wave, but nothing more than that, to date.

The bartender, let's call him Simon, nodded. "That Robin. Should I get her over here?"

I nodded. I liked Robin, she seemed very cool, like all the same places I did, and (I thought) was very cute. Very, very cute, in fact, which had not gone unnoticed by me.

Apparently she thought the same of me. She walked right over and took the barstool next to mine.

So that's how we met; a mutual, far-away interest and attraction generated by hanging out in the same circles.

Fast forward to the fun stuff:

We were quick - sleeping together at the second date, showering together the morning afterwards. And we were both talkers, so we found out each other's buttons pretty quickly.

She liked to be "on top". To take control, to tease, and bite. (ow) And when I told her about the pie in the face kink, she was immediately curious.

But she had no idea where to start. The idea of it didn't turn her on, and though she had a lot of experience with staging a pie in the face (the over-sized shaving-cream-pie variety used in theaters and elsewhere), she wasn't sure where the erotic part of it all was.

So, I suggested that she just nail me in the shower with a pie. Or a skit/role-play, with which she was also familiar. She said she's think about it.

And think she did. Robin, as she told me later, kept thinking about the best way to pie me, and with what, and she found that the idea of it was increasingly erotic - specifically, the idea of intimate play with me where she nailed me with a pie in the face.

One morning, at my place, she got out of bed (naked) before I did. I could hear water running in the bathroom, and a sudden peal of giggling.

Grinning, she dashed back to bed. "What's so funny?" I asked.

"Oh nothing!", she was grinning from ear to ear. She kissed me, really hard, and bit my shoulder (ow). "Get up, go get in the shower, we have things to do today!"

I said, "Jump in with me as soon as you can!". She nodded, "I will!"

Into the shower I go. Not more than a minute goes by when the curtain flies open, and there's Robin, grinning from ear to ear, holding a huge shaving-cream pie in her hand. The pie towered over the pie-tin she'd used, and being the good tech she was, she'd "shaped" it to look like a real pie as much as possible (albeit a real pie with a physically impossible amount of whipped cream on it).

I froze, facing her, and as I said "Oh fu--" she pied me, and pied me good. Classic thrust-and-twist.

I stood there, not moving, holding my breath as long as possible before pulling the tin away from my face.

Robin immediately broke out into loud laughter. I nodded, and was able to open one eye. In the mirror across from me, I could see that I was absolutely incredibly pied in the face.

"Pie in the face!!", she said, loudly while laughing!

Once she recovered herself a little, and was down to a lot of delighted giggling, she started to smear the cream all over me, and then climbed into the shower with me.

She kept smearing it all over my body, front and back, enjoying herself tremendously. "I like this!" she exclaimed.

What happened next was interesting - she jumped me. Whatever had just happened had turned her on like crazy. The sex was more passionate than usual, which was saying something, because we were pretty hot in bed together.

So every day for the next few weeks, while I was taking a shower, she'd nail me with a pie in the face. And every time, she'd laugh, and the lovemaking was wildly passionate.

Our skin needed a break, despite having switched to the "sensitive skin" and "aloe" variety of cans of shaving cream. During our break from slapstick shenanigans, she realized, "So, it turns out just thinking about pieing you make me very hot and bothered. And not just you now! It's kind of.. weird, but I like it."

Our playtime, and her natural affinity for being the dominant lover, induced the kink in her. Or so we figured.

The first time she used a real pie, for example, really brought this to the surface. She stood in the bathroom at her apartment, coconut cream pie in hand, literally shaking with anticipation. She was turned on, wildly, waiting for me to open the door so she could nail me. I could hear her breathing, and occasionally giggling, through the closed door.

I knew what was coming.

"Hey, can I come in? I want to jump in the shower." I said.

"Yes!", she exclaimed.

"You sure? I'm naked. Ready for a shower." I said.

She giggled again, "Me too! Yes yes, come in, I want you to."

"Ok, cool! I'm ready for anything!" I teased.

More giggling, and laughter. And as soon as I opened the door, a smiling, naked Robin BELTED me in the face with the coconut cream pie. (Alas, her bedroom behind me!).

She gasped, instead of laughing, as I stood there, pied in the face. "OH my god you look so good!", and she jumped me. I lost my balance, and we fell to the floor, missing the bed by a few inches. She didn't care, and we had sex on the floor.

Later, as we rested, she said, "That was hot. I want to do that to you every day. How many pies do you think I can fit into the fridge?"

Eventually, she moved back to her hometown and away from the big city, but we stayed in touch. She pied each and every one of her lovers, including her life-long partner who grew to love getting pied by Robin.

"You started a fire", she told me, "And it's the most fun I have, every time."