Pie 2- French maid

Blue eyes had shared with me that a French maid pieing was one of his number one fantasies. After enjoying my first pie so much I immediately hopped to, looking for a sexy French maid uniform online! I found the perfect one almost immediately at http://www.amazon.com/gp/aw/d/B000J4DWRA/ref=mp_s_a_1_1?qid=1395364106&sr=8-1π=SY200_QL40 (enjoy). I felt a slight frustration reading reviews saying it ran in smaller sizes. I'm not huge, but at 5.8 and 170lbs this could be a disaster! It was cheap enough though and the material looked very soft so I went for it! At first I wanted it to be a surprise for my sweet, but I couldn't control my excitement and texted him a photo shot of the outfit. I felt immediately wet when he simply replied "holy fucking shit", and "God I love you!" Hehe! I was beaming and wanted so much for the maid uniform to fit, and for us to enjoy the sweet squishy pies!

The week passed so slowly while checking my mailbox three times a day! But finally my packages had arrived! I had added the 'above the knee bow stockings' to my order. I immediately ran up the stairs into my little apartment and ripped open the packages. Yes!!!! I went into the bathroom right away and began undressing, staring at my body hoping this little lingerie costume would fit over my hips and boobs. The material was a very soft cotton, has it stretched over me I noticed it was just the slightest bit sheer and see through. Mmmmm, I thought "he will like that."

Once again my impatience got the better of me, and I couldn't resist taking a horribly cheesy selfie pic in my bathroom mirror to send. He responded once again with blasphemy... "oh my fucking god."
Later that night while driving home from work I heard my phone beep. My heart sped up a beat knowing it would be him! As I pulled up to a red light I looked at the screen ''can I come over tonight?'' I responded, "will you be providing the pies?" Yes he would. My foot hit the gas! I needed to bath, wash hair, shave, get a little make up on, and into my maid clothes in less than an hour!

I heard the knock at the door has I was finishing getting dressed. I yelled for him to come in and that I'd be out in a minute. I could hear him in the kitchen unloading bags of his pie supplies on my kitchen counter. Whew... Deep breath. I looked at my self in the mirror pulling up my thigh high stocking and awkwardly tripping over myself lifting one leg backwards to slip on my black high heel pump. I figured I was as ready as I'd ever be. I was relieved my hair was almost dry and didn't look too insane and puffy.

I put my finger through the little hole in my bathroom door where there may or may not have been an actual handle at one time and pulled. Has I turned into the next doorway he looked so unassumingly amazing in his casual blue jeans and brown tshirt, and those adorable colored yellow, green, and red shoe laces he always wears. I felt a wetness between my thighs as he turned to face me with a giant smile and beaming baby blues, holding a big clear mixing bowl filled with different shades of white and cream. He put the bowl on the counter dipping a finger in before slowly walking towards me with a fiery look in his mischievous eyes. He slipped one hand around my waste and slipped the other finger into my mouth to suck off the white cream. Ahhhh, vanilla pudding is what I tasted first, then sticky white cake frosting. I smiled nervously looking down my body before up to him asking "do you like it?" He kissed me firmly with his tongue and then growled "I love it."

I released a nervous breath I hadn't realized I had been holding and laughed! Then we both laughed and walked out of doorway back to the counter. He handed me a pie crust to push back the tin sides. I giggled and pronounced how happy I was that he didn't want tonight to involve tin corners cutting me! After I finished pushing back my tin he handed me his saying "fix this one please, you are better at that than me." I smiled again, but this time proudly, thank god I had found something I could offer to the experience where I didn't feel like a complete and utter spastic mess!

When my crust prep was complete I moved again to stand in the doorway to watch him happily mix, taste, and chat with me. He asked me questions about my day and many about how I feel about all this and if I'm excited. When he started asking about my excitement I realized I was chewing the metal on my electronic cigarette, and nervously took it out my mouth. My thighs felt a new wave of sticky heat. I quickly walked to the closet to retrieve the set of old blue sheets I never use and place them on my bed and across my floor. I heard a giggle from kitchen and realized he could see me through doorway bending over with no panties on while putting down the sheets. Hehe! Perfect!

The final layers of whipped cream were being smoothed on top of pie, and he looked up and asked "ready?" Oh god was I!? My insides wanted me to drop to my knees in front of him and rip his pants down to reach his cock, but alas , because I'm me I giggled and simply said "sure", enthusiastically. He placed the pies to the side in my bedroom and retrieved the camera he had brought over from the little wooden coffee table. Ugh... A new wave of spasticness was rapidly approaching! I get so nervous in front of the camera. I can only do big smiles or ridiculous silly faces. I sat on side of bed and looked away then began laughing. "That's great!" he said and clicked for a shot. The camera was jamming and that meant I'd have to hold poses instead of him capturing candid shots. Ugh... Now I knew I was in trouble. I apologized multiple times for not being good with photos, and he smiled patiently and told me I was doing great. (*sigh*, is he a dream?!)

When he finished taking a few of me holding the pies and sitting pre-pied he then began getting undressed watching me. He told me to kneel on the ground there, pointing to a spot on the side of my bed protected by the old blue sheet. I hastily kneeled for him and waited wondering what was going on in his mind. He took three strides and was standing over me. I gazed up at his muscular body as he wrapped his hand in my hair and yanked lightly pulling my mouth forward onto his hard throbbing dick. I heard him moan out a soft "yes baby" as I struggled to get all of him inside me. As I pushed harder forward I could feel the saliva puddling in the back of my throat allowing me to start moving smoothly up and down his cock. Every moan and soft word that escaped his lips made my insides swell and pulse. I love making him feel good.

Suddenly the hand in my hair that had gently been prodding me back and forth tightened and yanked me back. I took a quick raspy breath and felt and heard the unbelievably erotic squelching of smooth delicious cream mushing into my face. Silence for a moment and then I heard the camera click again. He lifted me gently from my knees to bed, I heard another camera click. I then followed his hand guiding me back to floor. My head was then pushed forward and I blindly opened my mouth searching for his dick. Mmmmm, as it slipped back in I wiped the cool pudding mix from my cheek and began rubbing it onto my pulsating clit. I sucked harder and faster with the rhythm I was using on myself. I began to tremble and then I was yanked again by my hair to feel more squishy, cold, smooth, creamy pie. I could hear the tin crunching as I exploded in orgasm!

Breathless and trembling I was lifted onto bed. I felt the deep hard thrust now. I put my hand to my face moaning and smearing the pie into my french maid lingerie and across my breasts. Oh yes blue eyes, fuck me! I slowly wiped the cream from my eyes and looked up at him pounding away on top of me. I licked my lips this time tasting a banana, moaning I came again for him.

Now his turn to tremble in orgasm. I felt his hard throbbing cock slip out of me and looked down to watch the hot cum spill across my belly. I love watching his cum spill out onto me. I quickly sat up and forward to catch the last drops on my tongue. He smiled and said "there's more if you want to give me one." Knowing that to be pied is not his kink, it made me very happy that he would offer me this and jumped at the chance for another new experience.

It was my turn to push him down to his knees. I now sat on the side of bed and guided his mouth to my pussy. I laid back with a sigh basking in the after glow of my hard delicious orgasms waiting for him to slowly rebuild the pressure below. His tongue licked and his mouth sucked at me. I moaned in utter happiness. Then I felt the orgasm building deep inside me. His fingers slipped inside me pushing me towards the brink. With the tightening I moved my hand blindly at my side searching for our final pie. My pie. I felt the tin edge and slipped my hand under the flat surface struggling for a balanced hold. When i felt confident it would not wiggle or flip from my hand I slowly pushed up my weight on my elbows and gazed down at him busy at work. With one last deep breath I place my hand in his hair and lifted his head up and threw my right hand forward smashing the pie in his face. Victory! My first hit, and another first and proud moment! I quickly pushed his face back down to my pussy. I felt the cool whip cream melting into my lips and down to my ass hole and came again. At this point it is the hardest I have ever came in my life. I quickly pushed his head away panting and shaking. He wiped his eyes and looked at me concerned asking me "are you ok?" I laughed and gulped more air before replying "oh, I'm great!...fuck!"

He smiled and launched onto me to pound at me again with his glorious dick. His cum dripped down my leg and we both fell back panting and wiggling against each other enjoying all the goopy frosting and smooth cream covering our bodies. The French maid lingerie absorbed everything deliciously. We kissed and nibbled at each other. Blue eyes pulled a chunk of mushed banana from my hair and placed it to my lips. So delicious. It was all so fucking delicious!

After licking and kissing and giggling, and squiggling, and whispering we made our way to the shower. I climbed in and let the water run down my face and lingerie before peeling off my outfit. Another amazing post pie fuck shower session full of smiles and helpful hands helping clean each other. I can't wait for round three!