I never learn the risks of alcohol and gambling, still....

This is where some of the photos we posted earlier came from, I had suggested on Valentine's afternoon, after a leisurely morning in bed, that we have some (more) wine and I would make up and dance for my boyfriend.

After turning him on by some dancing belly style, we had some more wine and some mild bondage, I then foolishly suggested that we play cards for fun but with real risks.

Well, my boyfriend shark agreed immediately (surprise, surprise) and said that given my likings we would use the custard and whipped cream.

We agreed to keep it simple, the loser after each hand had the option to take off an item of clothing or receive a pie, bit like the Gunge Girls. If the loser chose to receive a pie, the winner of the hand would choose the location of the pie. When a loser had lost two items of clothing the winner of the hand would take complete control and decide whether to "strip or pie".

I was wearing, as you can see from the photos, a pinky/red top, red & black bra, red mini skirt and black satin panties. My boyfriend wore black tracksuit and swimming trunks.

I am actually not bad at cards and I started off Ok, the first four hands were split so my boyfriend was down to his swimming trunks and I was on to my bra and panties. Seemed fair enough and I was looking forward to what I could do to him. It seemed like we would both "suffer"

I had forgotten the rules and lost the next hand. As I prepared to take my bra off my boyfriend said "No, remember what we agreed". I said "Shit!".
He unfolded my left bra cup and completely filled it with custard topped with whipped cream. I'm sure I yelped as the cold cream hit my nipple as he folded it back.

The next hand saw my right tit get the same treatment. My luck was really out now and the next two hands saw my pussy and ass get custard and cream. The bugger made sure that the custard and cream was especially well rubbed into my pussy. My face was next to get it......

After that I couldn't see properly and am sure my boyfriend was cheating but I didn't really care by then. I was prepared to get my "desserts" - sorry, couldn't resist the pun.

Sufficient to say that after both my bra and panties were filled again (he must have been cheating!), I then lost again and again and had to take them both off. My tits and pussy were really well covered after that. By the end I was a complete white and yellow body, yes, hair as well. I had covered this with a hair net to protect it, some chance.......

Maybe it was the wine, but I agreed an all or nothing final hand, custard for my boyfriend's dick or a vibrator for me. Well, I lost and it seemed like my boyfriend kept moving the vibrator in and out for ever (he assured me later that is was about a minute only). Anyway, my pussy was well wet before and my body reacted with very predictable results to the vibrator.......... Good our neighbours were out!

I did get my own back much later in the evening by (accidentally?!?) handcuffing my boyfriend hand and foot, blindfolding him and using the carton of custard I had hidden (plus some more cream) inside his jeans - pity for him they were so tight but after what he gave me I rubbed extremely hard with predictably messy results.......

Suspect, from his comments that I could be in for some similar treatment in the next few days.

Still not a bad Valentine's day......