At around the age of 25 it became pretty clear to me that I would never again feel that silly, butterflies in your stomach, nervous kind of love. I decided this was a ridiculous and child like excitement that wears off and ceases to exist when you are older. I'm not sure if I made myself believe this because of shitty relationships and closing myself off to ever letting anyone get close enough to me to have the power to hurt me, or what. Now I'm finding myself in a very surreal situation of feeling gaga butterfly crazy over Blue Eyes.

I'm sharing all of this because Blue Eyes has asked me to be his "girlfriend". Ha! I feel silly even saying that, but to understand me, and our story I feel it's noteworthy. It's strange when you are very happy being alone and convinced you've finally got it all down and you're in the perfect place, and then BAM! You're suddenly going down a road you wrote off 5 years ago. Life is so strange.

I had definitely forgotten what it's like to walk down the street and see something and think "agh! I have to remember to tell him this story!" Or to be sitting daydreaming and find i have a sexual memory playing through my mind on a loop, and suddenly I'm all hot and blushing when i catch myself. I can't help but feel a little scared about the whole thing. I tend to live with a "if you've got nothing than you've got nothing to lose" mentality when it comes to relationships. Well, I certainly feel I have a lot to lose now. I can only hope that me being me is enough, because it's all I've got.... And now for the fun stuff.....

It had been an incredibly hectic past month, between music festivals, work, and my sick old dog. I found myself often day dreaming about my next pie with Blue Eyes. We had found time for a "quickie" pie here and there but not a full multiple pie night of non-rushed lounging in a bed of creamy squishy goodness. So the night I got the call to expect dessert was a God send!

Blue Eyes called to let me know he was at the grocery store getting supplies right as I was coming in from work. Time for my usual nervous rushing to get ready routine.... Bath, makeup, and outfit choices! I was just getting out of the bath and slipping into a green wool business dress suit as he was walking into the door with his goody bags. I received his usual amused smirk as I rounded the corner blushing to greet him in the kitchen. The steamy bath made the heavy wool stick to my body uncomfortably, especially in our humid southern climate. He laughed and said, "baby, go put on something more comfortable." I smiled in response, and said sadly, "I'm out of fun new outfits for you! I can wear my comfy stupid Tinkerbell pajamas!" He thought about this for a moment and replied, "that could be sexy." I started laughing, "yeah right! Real sexy!" Blue Eyes then stepped closer slipping his arm around me and gently kissed me. He pulled his face back and said in a soft voice, "you'd be surprised by what I find sexy." Hehe!!!! Off to change into the Tinkerbell pjs!

The light green soft cotton pajamas were a welcomed change after being suffocated by the heavy wool. I looked into my full length bathroom mirror for a once over noticing this was most definitely a change of pace from the dominatrix lingerie, or my French maid uniform. I giggled thinking about how desperately I needed to expand my play wardrobe, and buy the school girl costume Blue Eyes had hinted at wanting a month before. You'd think by now i'd realize that I have no need to feel any embarrassment with this man, but that girly adolescent lovey dovey feeling kept creeping up my spine and making me blush.

I cracked open the bathroom door to check that the coast was clear. I didn't see Blue Eyes so I slipped out of the bathroom to peek around the corner to see him finishing off his banana cream pies with eye brows furrowed in concentration looking at his masterpieces. I jumped through the doorway laughing "ta-da!!!" He smiled at me, commenting that I looked "very cute." Hmmmm.... Not the usual response, but I supposed it would do. A little hurt by the lack of usual growling enthusiasm I walked to lay in bed and wait for him to deliver my gifts.

Despite my not feeling as erotic looking as usual the same uncontrollable tingling began when I saw him round the corner into the bedroom balancing pies in his hands. I took a deep shuttering breath looking up at his gorgeous naked body walking towards me. He slowly climbed into the bed after setting his pies down, sliding over me and kissing me softly again. I slipped my hands around him and down his hard yet soft back to clench my hands on his ass. Closing my eyes I concentrated on the feeling of the muscular indents on the side of his cheeks. He kissed me harder making me quiver. I slowly slipped one hand down between his legs and began stroking his hard cock. I loved hearing him moan. Feeling and hearing his excitement made any feelings of insecurity about my lack of a "pie ready" costume slip away, and I felt total contentment.

With the hand that had been stoking him I began tugging him towards my incredibly wet and ready pussy. I heard him whisper "you want that baby?" "Yes," I replied in the same hushed whisper. I let out a loud moan as he pushed against me opening me with his delicious cock. Feeling myself stretch open for him with each thrust. He started with a steady slow rhythm before picking up the pace to bring me to climax. With my first orgasm under our belt he began deeply kissing me again, his tongue swirling around mine. After a couple minutes of this I felt him start to move faster inside me. "How many times can he make me come" I asked myself. I'm fairly certain if Blue Eyes fucked me forever I'd continue coming forever. Letting out another moan I felt the muscles inside me clench again thinking about the pies sitting to my left, and wondering when he'd decide I deserve to have one smashed in my face. At that moment I felt the slight movements of his arm reaching out for a pie. How badly I wanted to feel that cold sweet cream slip up my face and over my head into my hair. Just thinking about it made my clit throb and all feelings of his cock inside me magnified bringing me to climax again almost immediately. As I clenched and felt the waves of heat rushing up and down my body a cold pie smashed into my face! Yes this is what I wanted! The orgasm was long and hard and he wouldn't slow down. I licked my lips and tasted the banana, and heard him moaning. I began coming harder again. He slammed his dick harder into me and I kept coming... Another pie smashed me! I screamed "yes", and moaned louder as I felt the cool, smooth, and delicious whipped cream, banana, and pudding seeping through my hair and down my face. I then felt his body start to quiver. He pulled his cock out and moved up above me. I felt the hot stream of cum melt onto my pie covered face. I love making him cum.

I wiped the pie away from my eyes to see him panting above me. He said, "come here." Grabbing my hips he pulled me half off the bed, turning me over so my ass was in the air. Still feeling his hands gripping my hips I felt his dick slip back into me. I laughed and moaned, so happy he was still ready after spilling all that hot cum on my face. I felt Blue Eyes fumble for a moment and wasn't sure what he was doing until another pie was slipped onto the bed . Leaning forward over me he placed it under my face. Excitement rushed through me! I had told him ages ago I wanted to fuck doggy style and have him push my face down into a pie. I sighed, "oh yes baby", looking down at the white cream waiting below me. He pounded at me again with his perfect dick. I stared down at the pie anxiously waiting for him to push my head down. It was torture staring at this pie while feeling him slapping against me. Every part of me wanted to push my face down into the pie, but I knew I wanted to wait to feel his hand twist into my hair and do it for me more. He kept asking if I "wanted it", and if "I'm ready", I responded with a pleading "yes" every time. I put one hand between my legs and began rubbing my clit for double the pleasure. The tightening feeling in my stomach began and my clit began that sweet twitching and tingling, Blue Eyes fucked me harder knowing I was beginning my climb to orgasm. Then it finally came... His hand grabbed hold of my neck squeezing just rough enough, before I felt his fingers twisting up through my hair to grab hold. My body felt out of control, loving being taken by Blue Eyes, and made to follow him and cum, as if on command. He quickly pushed my face down into the pie and I felt myself blowing bubbles in the cream as I moaned and came hard. When he released my head I lifted up and took the remaining pie and lifting it to my face not wanting to waste a drop. I smushed it up my face and over my head, before scooping two handfuls of cream and arching back to smear the cream across my ass. His hands began massaging the pie across my ass, and yet another wave of orgasm took my body over! Finally, I fell forward laying in the mess below me, and felt the weight of him laying across my back. I thanked him for my last pie, knowing that seeing my face hit is his favorite I appreciated him remembering my mentioning this fantasy to him.

I'm sorry to say that after waiting so long for a messy session the camera laid untouched on the coffee table in the next room for "Tinkerbell". I'm sure there will be more fun soon though! *sigh*