Blue Eyes has been out of town the past week, and as anyone following this "diary" knows, it's been a little difficult on my raging hormones!! My two "selfie pie" sessions seemed to only make my longing for a pie delivered from him worse! I did love his reaction to my photos and the video I sent him though! Apparently he gave himself two "road hand jobs" during his travels in response to my photos! I know it sounds crazy, but I actually find this romantic. Lol!.....

I woke up Thursday feeling positively giddy. First on my to do list was to pick up a banana cream and a strawberry cream pie from our famous bakery here. I sang to every song on the radio with glee on my drive. As I pulled into the bakery parking lot I cracked up laughing for a few seconds before telling myself to "pull it together". I got out of my car and practically skipped across the parking lot. The smell wafting towards me as I opened the door was positively delicious! I smiled and shouted, a little too loudly, "good morning ladies" as I quickly strode toward the counter. An old woman smiled and asked if she could help me. (Ya damn right ya can toots! -is what I was thinking) The two pies I wanted were right in front of me, so close yet so far, behind that glass prison cell! They were huge! Ten of my homemade paper plate pies couldn't compare to these bad boys. It was time for a jail break. Beaming I pointed out the pies I'd be taking home with me.

As I departed the delightful smelling bakery I felt the weight of Blue Eyes' pies in my arms. I had a brief flash of concern thinking about the possibility that with the right amount of force one of these dense pies might knock me out! When I got to the car I decided it would be a good idea to put a seatbelt on the large pies. More for a comedic text to Blue Eyes than for functionality. I also texted him my concerns about a knock out, to which he replied, "Haha. You're a champ, u can take it " ....well then, GAME ON.

Once home, I decided to surprise him with a crazy kinky outfit for our first night back together. After going over some options with a few UMD friends on yahoo chat I ended up texting Blue Eyes anyway, and asked what he wanted me to wear. All of the opinions in my chats were far too varied to be helpful for this one He immediately responded "YES! Sexy lingerie!" I got a little squirmy at this point. I hoped I could figure out how to get the damned thing on. Yes, contrary to popular believe, none of this makeup and photo taking comes naturally to me. I hate getting fancy, and believe that partly may be why Im a sudden hardcore fan of wam. I never dress up, or straighten my hair, or where makeup, yet this week I have done all three of these things three times. Only to destroy it all in 3 seconds flat! Very very appealing.

After straightening my hair, and applying makeup I started staring at and twisting around this black stringy silk and lace item I was supposed to wear. It took me 30 minutes to figure out how to get the damned thing on! This made me very nervous about my abilities to seduce my man further. Lucky for me that when he called and I told him to stall because I was trying to figure out how to put his requested lingerie on he responded with a giggle "ok, and you're adorable!" Whew... Made it out of another potentially embarrassing jam!

When complete and put together I stood looking at myself in my bathroom mirror. Jeeze, what the hell was I wearing! I laughed out loud again, which I always do, but it has gotten a little out of control as of late. I next quickly took a couple photos to later share, and put on my red heals and white bathrobe. I proceeded to sit on my sofa and bite my nails for the next 6 minutes. Tick-flipping-tock!

Finally, I heard foot steps on the stairs and jumped up. The door was already opening and there he was! My gorgeous blue eyes! He stepped into my hobbit sized kitchen, smiled, and embraced me. My hands went up to touch his face, and I felt his fingertips creep across my hips before his arms wrapped around my waist. I took one more look into his shiny blue eyes before being pulled in for the passionate longing kiss I'd been waiting all week for. He gently sucked on my bottom lip and I groaned and once again felt that all too familiar now pull down below. As we pulled back I giggled and so did he. A stray strand of his silky light brown hair fell across his face, I brushed it back and moved away. Holding my robe I asked playfully, "ready to see it?!" "Almost",he replied flirtatiously.

I took my robe off and laid on my bed and waited while he prepared his surprise in the kitchen. We yelled back and forth at each other for a while before he walked in with a dropped jaw. I loved how surprised he looked at seeing my slutty black lingerie! He climbed onto the bed crawling up my body like some mysterious serpent. I giggled, again. He responded by immediately quieting me with his mouth on mine. I could feel his growing excitement between my legs which I had wrapped around his waist tightly. He reached down and unzipped his pants and as he lifted up I used my shiny red pump to push the pants down. Smiling as I looked down and saw them easily slip off and onto the floor. Now I saw his raging hard on and felt my throat gulp. I immediately pulled him back down to me and put my hand between my legs to separate the silk opening of my lingerie. As he began slowly moving back and forth between my legs opening me up a little more with each gentle thrust I felt my heart begin to race. Finally in one last thrust I felt him fill me. The deep pressure of his delicious throbbing cock deep inside me. He stayed at a steady slow pace pulling almost all the way out of me before pushing to open me once again, over and over. When I couldn't take it anymore I tightened my thighs around him and grabbed his ass to make him start pounding at me, as I moaned, "please fuck me baby." When he began fucking me harder I immediately felt my muscles tighten and heat ran up my body. He was driving me crazy with his raspy whispers saying "cum baby". I yelled "fuck me" one last time before exploding in orgasm tightening around his gorgeous swollen cock.

He kissed me and pulled away. His eyes looked like they were laughing at me. I don't understand why or how he still makes me nervous. He got up and walked to the kitchen to retrieve our two giant pies from the refrigerator. Mmmmm, I knew they would be insanely cold against my skin, and couldn't wait! He laid one pie next to the bed and said "take this" holding the second pie out to me. I obediently and excitedly put my hands out to take this pie. He grabbed his camera and we took a couple photos. Not as many as usual, but neither one of us was ready for a full photo shoot break now that playtime had started. I slid off the bed and to my knees to suck his hard cock. He stood moaning in front of me. He asked in his incredibly sexy low soft voice, "want a pie baby?" Yes I did. As usual, he had a pie in his hand and I was oblivious as to how it got there from the table. The house could be on fire and I wouldn't notice if I had his dick between my lips. He pushed me back and I closed my eyes feeling a buzzing energy running up and down my spine waiting for my pie! I bit my lower lip and felt nervous about the inevitable approaching impact. I sensed a slight movement and then felt the cold delicious creamy smooth squish of banana cream pie in my face. I jumped slightly in response to the cold. "I'm taking a photo baby...." Click. "Good, you look sexy...." Click. Then he said "here baby," and I could feel his dick against my face once more.

I wiped my hands across my eyes to remove my blindfold of cream and slipped my mouth up and down his shaft adoring the feel of him in my mouth, swirling my tongue around his sensitive tip. He took my hand from his ass and placed it on the base of his dick urging me to stroke and suck on him. I placed my other hand on his balls and gently massaged. I loved hearing his breathing change getting heavier with each stroke, his moans and words getting louder. I wanted to make him cum. I felt his entire body tense about to cum for me. He said "baby, put your face up and open your mouth", I followed his directions and opened wide with my tongue out. Then the salty hot cum poured onto my tongue and dripped across my cold pie covered face. I moaned, and began rubbing my throbbing clit as I slipped his cock back into my mouth and quickly came again. He bent down to me and licked banana cream off my cheek. Mmmmmm...

Shaking I stood and climbed back onto my bed. I watched him place the strawberry pie next to me before he began kissing me again. I felt his dick against my thigh and couldn't believe he was ready to make me cum more. He slipped back in and began fucking me harder and harder asking if I would come for him again. I moaned "yes." When my moans built and I started to tighten he fucked me harder demanding I tell him when I start to cum. "I will baby", I struggled to breath out. I opened my mouth and before the words "I'm cumming" could escape my lips the strawberry pie slammed into my face. The waves of orgasm hit me repeatedly heightened by the delectable, nectarous strawberry covering me. I rubbed the buttery smoothness across my breast sighing as I reached a new peak.

Blue Eyes pulled away and walked back to the kitchen. As he walked back in he handed me a surprise. My pie for him. He laid next to me and I rolled over sitting up to straddle him. Looking down at his beautiful cheeky smile below me I was overcome with feelings of pure love, and it felt amazing to see that love in his eyes too. "Ready?" I asked. He responded "yes". And I kissed him, and talked, and waited until he became unsure if I was going to pie him before hurriedly and forcefully scrunching the pie into his face! Aaahhhhh it felt so good! He began laughing and I quickly grabbed the camera to take a photo. "Now open your mouth Blue Eyes", "now smile Blue Eyes". I found it very amusing putting him on the other side of the lens. When I finished my silly photo shoot I laid on top of him feeling our bodies slip and slide against each other. I kissed him once more before sliding to lay at his side. We laid picking strawberry pieces off our bodies and feeding each other cracking jokes about how amazing the pie tastes, and "only da best fa us!" We massaged the buttery cream over each others bodies laying in complete contentment for what seemed like forever....

Finally it was time for cleanup and sleep. As I got up I stepped in a pile of pie on the floor that must have fallen off the top of my head during Blue Eyes' blow job. He looked at me and said "that will feel nicer with your stockings off," then laughed under his breath and walked away. I slipped off my stockings and began mushing my toes into the banana cream. When he walked back in and saw me playing he wanted to take more photos of my feet playing in the mush. So he did, and I liked it. It's so much more comfortable having your feet photographed! Ok. Now we were really finished. Into the shower we went... When I began lathering soap and washing Blue Eyes hair he turned and looked at me mischievously beaming and said "you know that there's a fetish for what you're doing right now too, huh?" "Oh, really?" I replied. He smiled again "oh yeah baby.... There's a fetish for everything!"

**sigh**