This is usually the most annoying part of getting messy for me. That was until last night anyway. I got home from work and a very rough day of dealing with drunken idiots and various other people while working. The wife had agreed before hand to take a pieing to end our year on a good memory. Once I arrived home, we enjoyed a light early dinner before she excused herself to "get into something more comfortable". When she called me into our bedroom, boy howdy was I shocked. Dressed in a jean miniskirt, thong and skin tight workout top, the love of my life greets me practically begging to be pied. She starts things off about as we usually do, placing a pie on my lap, over my manhood before basically giving me a lap dance and crushing that pie while I run hands up and down the back of her body and her ass. This is where things get *very* different. Rising up from her "seat" so I can admire her pie covered ass and legs, she turns around and grabs the next pie before sitting back down in the same pile of mess we already have made in my lap. She's giggling like a giddy school girl and really getting excited for what comes next. This isn't the usual behavior for her, as normally what would be next would just a little pudding and whipped cream on a paper plate. Proving that Bob Ross was right and "there are no mistakes, only happy accidents", she wishes me a happy new year and admits she "accidentally" bought an extra pie when I had already gotten two for us. At a very slender 5'6" and 115lbs soaking wet with boots on, three pies is far more than we would usually want to use. There I lie, reclined against our head board and thinking I'm about to get clobbered in the face, I was only partially right. She places that pie, cream side against her top, right against her breasts and asks me to sit up more. As soon as I get close enough, she gently kisses me and takes my face to her breasts, crushing the pie between us and engulfing my head in the mess while I lick pie off her breasts and suck the cream off her nipples. It's at this point I realized we still have one last pie. Because of her sensitivity to certain smells and textures, she doesn't usually allow me to pie her face or hair, but with a wink and a giggling her butt off she tells me "well, fair is fair, pie me!". After taking her first pie hat, she rocks my world with some of the best sex we've had all year.
Now, on to the usually annoying clean up. If you made through the rambling so far, thank you! Not heading directly the shower as usual, she says to me "well, clean up after yourself, will you?". This leads to her having me lick pie from her body as we slip and slide over our tiled floor, bundle up the trash in the old trashy sheet, checking for large clumps not being left behind and running a mop over the floor while she continues to rub her pie covered body against me. A nice, long hot shower with round two under the water and we're finally clean and ready for midnight. We barely made it to the small time with her folks who had no idea what we'd been doing only minutes earlier. I swear it was the best pie session we've had in nearly 18 years together.
Happy New Year, everyone, and thanks for reading this far.
Just curious with the strong sense of smell etc, why you don't go for more shaving cream pies or Kool whip (since that's mostly high fructose corn syrup)
Glad you ended the year having a lot of fun with your wife.
Just curious with the strong sense of smell etc, why you don't go for more shaving cream pies or Kool whip (since that's mostly high fructose corn syrup)
Glad you ended the year having a lot of fun with your wife.
We have played with Cool-Whip and Resdy Whip. Shaving creams like Barbasol tend to burn her skin. She's an odd one, but she's my greatest treasure.
Love you, too
