Kneeling on the floor in their kitchen, Catherine trembled with anticipation. She'd promised her boyfriend Glenn a long blowjob session, under the stipulation he was totally in charge - he chose the positions, the acts and whatever else took his fancy. As she had been asked to do, she'd stripped totally naked and got on her knees, ready to take him in her mouth when he was ready.

He walked in behind her, carrying something from their bondage box - a pair of leather wrist restraints. He bent down beside her, passionately kissing her and licking her earlobes and neck as a sort of distraction as he bound her arms tightly behind her back.

"You ready for my cock?" he asked, gesturing at himself. He too was stripped completely bare, his penis semi-erect at this point. She watched excitedly as blood began rushing to his head, engorging slowly to its full size.

"Uh huh," she replied, opening her mouth ready for him.

"Hold up! Sheesh, you're eager, aren't you?" he smiled to himself, opening a nearby cupboard and rummaging around in it. "I thought I'd make myself taste a little sweeter for you"

"Oh yeah?" Catherine asked, putting her tongue away. "What, like chocolate sauce or something?"

"Almost." Glenn replied, producing a brand-new jar of Nutella. He unscrewed the top, peeled off the seal and held it below himself, poised ready for entry. "I'm going to make a chocolate-covered salami for you," he smiled, plunging right in, a soft squishing sound as the excess spread seeped out over the rim of the jar as he buried himself as deep as he could. He gripped the jar firmly, thrusting his hips back and forth, almost reaching the bottom of the jar when he was at his deepest.

Admittedly, Catherine was rather jealous, watching her boyfriend slowly yet deeply pumping himself in and out of this jar of breakfast spread, a deep dicking of that calibre, she thought, should be reserved for her ass, her throat or her pussy.

Glenn caught her eye and smiled at her, slowly removing the very-violated jar away from himself. He placed it down on the countertop and strode towards Catherine; now sporting a thick chocolaty coating that was smeared from his glans, all the way down his shaft and ending at his now very brown balls.

She opened her mouth obediently, again carefully wrapping her lips over her teeth and braces, letting her tongue protrude out slightly as a sort of entryway ramp for him.

"That's a good girl," Glenn smiled, gently placing a hand on top of her head as he slid between her lips, smearing a great deal of the slowly melting Nutella all over her chin. She took his head against the roof of her mouth and encircled it with her tongue, sighing slightly as she did so, the usual flavour of his cock greatly enhanced by the addition of some chocolate and hazelnut.

Glenn grunted with pleasure as he felt the warmth and pleasant suction of his girlfriend's mouth again, firmly keeping a hand on place on her head as she began to tilt her neck back and forth, slurping on him like a melting fudgecicle. With his free hand, he reached for the Nutella on the counter and plunged his fingers in, grabbing a good handful. He smeared it all over Catherine's cleavage and breasts, excited when he felt her nipple harden slightly under his thumb.

"Hey, I didn't say you could rub it all over me," Her words were very indistinct, as she still had several inches of cock stuffed in her mouth, which limited her ability to talk.

"Sorry, what was that?" Glenn sniggered to himself, as he began slathering more onto her, smearing his dirty fingers across her cheeks and massaging it into her hair. "Good girls don't talk with their mouths full"

Now with both hands on her head, he began to thrust back and forth; sliding all the way out to the tip of her tongue, then pushing deep towards her tonsils on the re-entry. Catherine did her best not to gag as her uvula was probed repeatedly. She loved it when she was able to properly deepthroat him, or even better, when she was able to lie back with her head hanging over the edge of the bed and let him throat-fuck her, but she was caught slightly by surprise this time. Plus, it was a lot harder to suck him off with a mouthful of Nutella, which had the unfortunate side effect of making him seem even girthier than usual.

The sound of her gagging mixed with the wet squelching of his dick slipping through a sea of saliva and sweet spread only made him harder, however. Not only was she submitting to him, he'd gotten her nice and dirty too. But he wasn't finished yet.

From where he was standing, half buried in Catherine's throat, he was able to reach over to their fridge and several of the wall-mounted cupboards. He'd prepared his plan in advance of course, and moved everything he would need as close to the front of the fridge and cupboards as possible.

"What are you doing?" she gurgled from beneath his thighs, unable to see, due to being on her knees and her view being totally blocked by his chocolate-smeared crotch and torso.

"Just getting something else for us to play with" he replied, grabbing a can of whipped cream from the fridge and a handful of filters from beside their coffee machine. He held a filter in his palm and began liberally squirting it with the cream. He smirked as the sound of the can made Catherine tense up slightly around him.

"Look at me?" he asked, glancing down at her, a cream "pie" balanced on his palm. Sensing where he was going with this when she heard the cream hissing, Catherine had closed her eyes and bent her head, almost as if she intended to hide.

"But" she mumbled, slowly raising her head to face him. Due to his earlier movements and releasing his grip on her head, his dick slipped out of her mouth as she began talking. "You're going to"

Catherine didn't get a chance to finish, as Glenn moved his arm like a rocket, splatting his creamy pie right in her face - globs of white goo spraying the wall behind her, oozing down her hair and dripping from her chin. He slowly smeared it around all over her face as she squirmed and protested from underneath - though naturally, was unable to use her hands to defend herself.

He peeled the soggy coffee filter away from her face, revealing that she now resembled a very badly damaged chocolate cream cake, her mouth hanging open in a gasp of shock.

Glenn burst out laughing at the expression on her face, gently bending forward and wiping her eyes clear for her.

"Ugh! It's not funny!" she wailed, blowing cream bubbles out of her nose, angrily shaking her shoulders at him.

"Oh, but you look adorable, all messy and pouty." Glenn giggled, pinching her creamy cheek between his finger and thumb.

Catherine glared at him. If she'd have been able to, she'd have folded her arms, stamped her feet and sulked - but due to her current position, she was only able to stick out her bottom lip and blush furiously - somehow her red cheeks glowed through the mess.

"Aw, does Catherine want a lollipop to cheer her up?" Glenn cooed at her, spraying a cream swirl invitingly on the head of his penis and proffering it to her with a few jiggles of his hips.

"Ugh, like, stop making fun of me or I'll bite you." she muttered, but took the offer and began slurping on his "lollipop" again.

As Catherine began pleasuring him again, keeping a firm suction with her cheeks as she slowly moved her neck and chin back and forth, Glenn was rummaging in the cupboards again, looking for more messy things he could dump over her. He found several cans, including custard, rice pudding and condensed milk and a squeeze bottle of sticky syrup.

She'd closed her eyes in an attempt to concentrate, thus was oblivious to Glenn carefully opening ring-pulls and removing the seal on the bottle. He held the syrup above her head and squeezed gently, letting several globs drip slowly down onto her forehead.

She opened one eye, looking confused - then was forced to shut it again quickly as he squeezed harder, a cascade of golden goo slopping all over her face, coating her right the way down to her chin. She groaned quietly under the mess, slightly grossed out by the sticky sensation all over her.

"Oh come on," Glenn smiled, squeezing more syrup over her head, drawing sticky patterns all over her scalp as she groaned and grimaced into his dick. "You usually like it when I give you sticky facials"

Catherine blushed, lowering her head slightly, syrup oozing down onto her chest and dripping onto Glenn as well. He used his free hand to massage the syrup into his scrotum and up and down the shaft that wasn't currently deep inside Catherine's mouth.

He began to ooze a little precum as she used the tip of her tongue to probe around his slit. He sighed deeply, feeling his balls swelling intently, greatly looking forward to when he could empty their contents, though he hadn't decided on whether to shoot his load down her throat or to pull out and add more sticky mess to her face

"You're coming?" Catherine asked him, indistinctly, as she swallowed down his precum with gusto.

"Not yet" Glenn grunted, doing his best to delay himself as he picked up a can of custard in each hand. He tilted them both simultaneously over her, dousing her in a thick, yellow gloop. She flinched slightly at the cool temperature, determinedly not letting Glenn and his messy distractions stop her from continuing this very different sort of blowjob.

The custard was then followed by the incredibly thick and chunky splats of rice pudding raining down onto her. She was now truly starting to feel buried underneath all of the slop, the weight and texture bearing down on her. Coupled with her inability to move her arms and the cock stuffed down her throat, she truly felt helpless and humiliated.

Glenn pulled back slightly, so Catherine was only suckling on his glans, allowing him access to aim at the rest of her body. He poured the condensed milk cans over her chest, the opaque white liquid covering both breasts and her stomach made her look like she'd already been sprayed with the cum of several guys.

"Now relax," Glenn instructed her, as he clenched his ass cheeks and aimed his hard dick right at the back of her throat. Catherine did as she was told and tilted her head back, allowing him deeper access. She did her best to relax her gag reflex and breathed slowly and evenly through her nose, occasionally holding her breath for several seconds as he plunged his messy manhood right past her tonsils, causing a noticeable bulge to appear on her neck as he pushed himself as deep as he could.

He moaned loudly as he felt her throat squeezing and convulsing around his cock, his head pressing against warm folds of skin, rivulets of thick throat-slime oozing through her parted lips and dripping all over them both.

"Ohhh, your throat feels so tight" Glenn groaned, as he began rhythmically thrusting back and forth, using his girlfriend like a living fleshlight, loud squelching sounds signalling how hard he was fucking her throat. Catherine herself was fairly silent, concentrating on regulating her breathing and keeping herself as relaxed and loose as possible for him.

"Oh feels so good" he sighed, squeezing his balls, that were pressed up against her lips and chin, smearing the syrup, custard, chocolate, pudding and throat-slime all over her face. "You love it when I fuck your throat don't you?"

Catherine nodded, doing her best to reply "Uh huh," without gagging on him.

"Yeah, choke on my hard cock you slut." he demanded, thrusting harder, jabbing his head against her uvula deliberately to make her retch. "Sucking cock like a normal girl's not good enough for you is it? You've got to swallow me whole until you're gagging on my balls, huh?"

Catherine nodded again, her eyes watering with the strain and pressure he was applying to her now very bruised and battered throat.

"Oh, I'm going to" Glenn began, suddenly withdrawing his entire manhood, leaving Catherine gasping for air, mouthfuls of throat-slime and precum tumbling down her chin and onto her breasts. He squeezed his scrotum firmly with one hand, massaging his glans with his other as he unloaded the contents of his balls all over her messy face.

The chocolate, cream, custard, syrup and condensed milk was liberally sprayed with his thick strings of cum, globs dripped all over her face, from her forehead, her cheeks, the tip of her nose and the last few drips smeared over her swollen lips.

"Oh yeah, that was fucking hot." Glenn sighed, as his cock finally began to soften up in his hand. He gently wiped at Catherine's eyes with his thumb so she could look at him. "What did you think?"

Catherine looked at him, truly looking pitiful, still on her knees, her arms bound, covered from head to crotch in a mixture of thick, thin, sticky, gloopy and sweet mess, cum slowly drying on her sweaty face. Her jaw was aching, her tongue and throat sore and swollen. But despite all of this, she smiled. "Yeah I guess it was fun"

Glenn smiled back, bending forward and unclipping the black leather straps that bound her arms. "We'll have to do it again some time."

"Think you could like, get it up for round two?" Catherine giggled, rolling onto her stomach and getting onto all fours. She looked over her shoulder at him, her pussy glistening wet and inviting, her asshole winking, also covered with shimmering pussy juices...