Jackie was sure George could hear her heart pounding in her chest, the rapid staccato beat sounding abnormally loud in the long hallway. As did the soft click that rose into the air the very second she turned the key in the lock of her apartment.

Her apartment. Not for the first time, Jackie was hit by just how crazy this was. She had known George for all of an hour. Including the drive across town to..wherever here was. That alone should probably have scared her, but yet here she was all the same. And, she wasn't scared. Nervous, yes. But not scared.

'Nervous?' George paused, her delicate brunette curls settling around her shoulders as she turned casually. 'It's okay if you are. I can understand how this is new to you.'

'No. Well, I am. A little. Of it, not of you.' Jackie said hastily. 'It's..I just...this wasn't how I imagined this evening to go I suppose.'

'You and me both.' George ushered her in with a smile. 'That doesn't mean we have to do anything faster than you want. Come, let's sit and we can talk.'

Jackie tried not to react at that, that single word making her pussy throb in her panties. Of course, George had no doubt meant it innocently enough. It was her that hadn't been able to stop her mind drifting to thoughts of George slowly extending her tongue to lick...

'I thought we already talked.' Jackie used those words as much to continue the conversation as to push away the thoughts dancing in her head, carefully taking a seat on the black leather couch. 'Back at the bar.'

'We did.' George took a seat beside her, her legs crossed easily. 'But I get the feeling we only brushed the surface. Now, I want to know more about this ex of yours. Well, not so much about him. But about how he reacted when you told him. Not to mention how you told him.'

'Well..' Jackie felt heat rising in her cheeks, along with the ghostly memory of her shame and embarrassment that was still as strong as it had been all those years ago. 'We were watching tv, some kind of slapstick movie and this girl took a pie in the face. He said, I can't remember exactly, something like he couldn't see why anyone would let someone do that. And I said, I wouldn't mind if he did that to me. It was stupid, I know. But I'd had a bit of wine, I felt safe in his arms and it just slipped out. He..he asked..he said.."you would?" And I thought he was playing along, so I said I'd like him to pie me all over, to completely plaster me in pies and make love to me. He..he just stared at me..it felt like the longest minute of my life and then he..said I was sick..kinky. And I knew he meant perverted. Then he just..left. Left me alone and...'

'Shhh...shhh.' George shuffled closer to draw Jackie into a hug, softly stroking her hair even as their breasts met ever so lightly. 'I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring all that back. I'm also sorry I wasn't there. I would have said something very different.'

'O..oh.' Jackie's breath caught in her throat, suddenly aware of how close George was; so close that their lips were almost touching.

'Oh yes.' Jackie searched George's voice for any sign of mockery or deceit, hearing nothing but earnest compassion. 'I'd have asked how you wanted me to pie you. If you wanted a nice slow pie in the face or to have a pie smacked onto your pussy as you begged for it.'

'Can't I have both?' Jackie replied, covering her suddenly swell of nerves behind a mask of bravado that felt all too thin.

'Well, we might be able to do that.' George rose to hold out a hand to Jackie lightly. 'Why don't you follow me.'

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Under any other circumstances, the first thing that hit Jackie when she stepped into George's bedroom would have been the view. Like the rest of her apartment it was lavish without being extravagant, embellished with feminine touches like the red silk sheets on the frankly oversized bed. But this time, right in this moment, it was the smell. Mostly thanks to the low lighting, Jackie could pick up the sweet scent of cream and chocolate and custard mixing into an erotic perfume that got more than her mouth watering.

'Wait..why would you have this?' That really was the natural question that rose in her head the second George turned up the lights, the soft almost candle warm glow illuminating the low oak table covered with more pies than she had seen outside of a bakers.

'Let's just say I was planning a little entertainment tonight.' George replied with a smirk.

A smirk that prompted Jackie to turn with her hands on her hips, a powerful pose rather rendered mute by the playful pout on her lips. 'Is that what I am? Part of the entertainment?'

'Hardly.' George soothed with a tender caress of her arm that seemed to speak so much more. 'I didn't bring you here just to enjoy you. I thought we could share something. I'm hoping we will both enjoy it though.'

Jackie paused at that, a silence filling the air she didn't know how to break. A silence that George filled in the sweetest way possible, her hand curling around Jackie's head to draw her into a delicate kiss.

Jackie froze, only for a second. But it was a second that sent her mind reeling. If a guy had kissed her like this, she would probably have bruised him somewhere very delicate. Yet something about George made her trust her. She must do because the next thing she knew, she returned the kiss.

Now, Jackie had never been with a woman, never even thought about it. Barring a few hormonal teenage fantasies when she was in College, the thought had never crossed her mind. But right in this moment, it just felt right and with a confidence that surprised her, Jackie actually leaned in closer, running a hand down George's silky soft shirt, imagining what the skin beneath might feel like.

'That can wait.' George broke the kiss to lightly pull Jackie's hand away. 'Not that I'm not thinking about stripping you and kissing you all over, but right now you'd like to be kissed by something else, yes?'

Jackie could only nod as George led her over to the table of pies, a light press on her shoulder being the only urging she needed to kneel on the lush carpet that tickled her legs left bare by her short skirt. 'Wait? Aren't we going to ruin your gorgeous carpet?'

'Make a mess of certainly.' George said, her casual tone matched by the ease with which she picked up one of the pies. 'The same could be said for your outfit. And mine. But that's okay. I know a good dry clearers. And a good house keeping company.'

Jackie hadn't thought of that, casting her gaze quickly from the black skirt and high collared shirt that comprised her outfit to the stylishly cut grey suit George was fetchingly sporting, realising they were indeed going to get trashed. Somehow the casual decadence of that only turned her on even more.

'So..what would you like me to do with this pie?' George whispered sultrily. 'I bet you'd love to have it smeared all over your pussy, to spread your legs and let me caress you with it. Right now though, I want to see your pretty face coated in all this creamy, fluffy filling.'

'Yes..please..pie my mmmmm.' Jackie was cut off mid plead, George wasting no time in holding the back of her head and easing her into the waiting pie. Jackie was instantly overwhelmed, her eyes, nose and mouth filled with creamy lemon filling that she could easily taste under the cream that wrapped around her head and splattered down onto her shirt. Her pussy throbbed with greater urgency, her panties suddenly feeling very tight as her slight excitedly shift rubbed the fabric against her lips.

'As I thought, you look gorgeous.' George whispered in her ear. 'A sexy, gorgeous wam virgin. Oh yes, my dear. Still a virgin. One pie doesn't exactly bring you into the world of wet and messy play. It's just a stepping stone. But don't worry, I know the next step.'

'Wha..what's that?' Jackie curled both her hands into her skirt against a wave of desire so strong she might almost have thought George had touched her.

'Well...I have two more gorgeous pies here. Can you guess where they are going to go?' George whispered in her ear, the soft caress telling Jackie she had knelt behind her.

'N..no.' Jackie whimpered, her pussy burning up with each word.

'Oh, I think you do.' George purred with a nip on her ear. 'You know that I'm going to press these sweet pies right onto your gorgeous tits. What's more, you want that. Don't you? I know you do. And you know what, your shirt is so thin, you are going to feel everything.'

Oh god oh god oh gooooddd. Jackie whimpered in her head, her voice failing her the very instant George clapped the two pies right onto her chest, feeling more than seeing the crust giving way under the sweet pressure that caressed the thick filling into her body. Part fluffy, part sticky and all heavenly, Jackie couldn't help responding to that caress, her hips starting to thrust almost on their own accord.

'Mmm...you like that.' George whispered. 'Is this getting you wet? Or were you wet to begin with? Maybe now you'd really like a nice pie on your pussy.'

'Yes. Yes. Oh, yes.' Jackie moaned, her tongue flicking out to lick a little cream from her lips.

'Take off your skirt.' George commanded lovingly, the sound of her voice receding as she obviously moved away.

Wanting her back with her as soon as possible, Jackie fumbled with the hem, not even bothering to wipe the pie from her eyes, relying on feel to quickly loosen the short skirt that she quickly slipped out of, the only thing covering her white panties being the hem of her shirt that didn't exactly give her much to hide behind.

'Now..you'd really like a pie on your pussy.' George whispered. 'But I'm thinking that will have to wait. I want to really trash that sexy outfit of yours before I do that.'

'Then...shouldn't I have left my skirt on?' Jackie whispered.

'Not when it means I can pour this right over your panties.' George replied.

'Pour?' Jackie started, suddenly overwhelmed by the way things seemed to be spiralling out of her control. 'Pour what? I don't..I mean..'

'Shh, shhh.' George cupped her still cream coated cheek soothingly. 'It's thick. It's warm. And I know you will like it. After all, who doesn't like chocolate.'

'Well..I do..I mean..it's..ohh...what are you doing?' Jackie couldn't resist suddenly scraping the pie out of her eyes as she felt a tug on her shirt, clearing her vision just in time to see George raise a small jug dripping in chocolate towards her now exposed cleavage.

'Shhh.' George whispered again. 'Just enjoy it.'

Ohhh fuc.. Jackie almost screamed, feeling in glorious slow motion the first drops of chocolate splat on her breasts, those drops becoming a stream that quickly started to ooze down her stomach, staining her shirt a delightfully rich brown.

'Can you feel it? All warm and smooth? Gliding down your skin?' George coo'd playfully. 'I bet it feels heavenly. Running all the way down to your pussy.'

'Is it going to reach my pussy?' Jackie asked, quickly becoming lost in her rapture.

'Only if I don't stop. Which I'm not going too. Ohh, look, it's almost at the bottom of your shirt. Here it comes, sweetie.' George continued.

Honestly, Jackie was amazed she didn't come either, her head jerking down quickly to see the rich chocolate ooze over the front of her once pristine panties. The very touch of it was the most sensual thing she had ever felt, yet teasing her with pleasure the way she liked to do, the way she liked to rub her clit through her panties before she couldn't take it any more and tugged them off to stroke herself to cum.

'Was that good for you? I bet some inside your panties would feel even better.'

'Please..yes...please.' Jackie gasped, not sure if George was teasing her and almost too far gone to care.

Seemed she wasn't though, her delicate fingers tugging out the waist band of her panties, treating Jackie to the glorious double first of another woman seeing her pussy and herself seeing her pussy hair slick both with her juices and the tiniest trace of chocolate.

'Now, this is going to feel really good.' George whispered, shifting closer with the freshly loaded jug already dipped in the bucket of chocolate she had only just noticed. 'Really, really good. So if you feel you are going to cum, don't hold it in. Just come for me, sweetie.'

Jackie barely had time to consider that before George tipped the jug. This was no slow pour but a full on deluge. Her panties couldn't hold it, the chocolate seeping out down her legs as more poured over the waistband. In almost a mirroring of that Jackie couldn't hold it either, the wash of chocolate gliding over her pussy proved too much, leaving her little choice than to succumb to that pleasure. Her hips rocked forward against the chocolate like the fingers of a delicate lover as she came, her trembling frame supported in by George's other arm.

'I'm sorry..I'm sorry...I couldn't...' Jackie was torn between delight and mortification, unable to believe she had just had an orgasm from something so small and yet completely raptured that she had.

'Shhh.' George soothed her with another soft kiss. 'You have nothing to be sorry for. I hope that you are willing to return the favour though.'

'More than willing.' Jackie said with a blush. 'I just..I'm not sure how to start.'

'Luckily for you, I am.' George grinned playfully. 'Grab two of those pies and follow me.'

'Follow you..where?' That question didn't stop Jackie from doing just that, pausing only to adjust the pies to a more stable grip before following George across the room towards the four poster bed.

'Here. Go on. Up you get.' George nodded to the silken sheets. 'Don't worry. They can be cleaned too.'

'I don't think these pies are going to make that much of a mess.' Jackie replied with a grin.

'They aren't meant too.' George snickered. 'Look up.'

'At wha...oh..my..god.' Jackie breathed, unable to believe what she was seeing. Obscured by the canopy were four buckets fixed firmly to the ceiling by sturdy brackets, each one with affixed with rope on the underside that for the moment hung slack. Although not for long, Jackie guessed. 'What's in those?'

'That would be telling.' George chuckled. 'Now, I don't fully know how well this is going to work. I've never tested it. But if it works right, the timer I've set up will start applying more weight to each one of those buckets until they all come pouring down over the bed. And anyone on it. How long that will take, I don't know. But since I released the locking ring earlier, your weight has already triggered the timer.'

Jackie's head flicked up again, just in time to see the Rim of the buckets inch down a little. 'Well..hadn't you better join me?'

'I intend too.' George shrugged off her jacket and skirt, climbing up onto the bed dressed similarly to Jackie in only her shirt and panties. 'Now..why don't you take a pie and return the favour.'

'I've got a better idea.'

The way George's face broke into a grin told Jackie she had guessed what she meant barely a second before she smashed two pies right over her chest, the thick custard making the thin material cling to her curves.

George tipped her head back to release a lusty moan, the way Jackie caressed the pies into her breasts meaning she couldn't hold that grin for long. 'Mmm...yes...that's a much better idea...oh..yes...right there.'

'Looks like you really like this.' Jackie smirked, idly letting a thumb brush against George's already hard nipple that only had her shirt to hide behind. Unlike her, George hadn't worn a bra and that realisation only spurred her on. 'But is it the pies, or my touch.'

'Mmm...you are both very sweet.' George whimpered hotly.

'Not as sweet as we are going to be soon.' Jackie nodded to the buckets that had dipped down again while she had been distracted. 'And someone still owes me a pie to the pussy.'

'I suppose I do.' George grinned. 'Although, we have two left. And it would be rude not to share. So, if you want this, you'd better get naked for me.'

'Well, it's not like my clothes aren't already ruined.' Jackie grinned, the idea of getting gunged completely naked very attractive at that moment. Very aware she was running out of time, Jackie almost ripped her shirt from her torso, her bra following a second later leaving her only in her panties. With barely a pause, Jackie scooted them down her legs to leave her stark naked, raising her head to see George wearing nothing but a smile.

Moving almost in synch with George, Jackie grabbed the closest pie and shuffled as close as she could to the other woman, kneeling with her legs spread wide. One look was all it took and maybe barely a second before her, Jackie smushed the pie into George's waiting pussy, flinging cream over her legs and surrounding her lips with rich, sweet chocolate that only made her long for one of her own.

Luckily Jackie didn't have to wait long, George splatting her pie right onto her crotch, surrounding her pussy with creamy delight that was unlike anything she had ever felt, the sticky chocolate worked into her willing flesh with expert fingers.

Jackie was right on the verge of mimicking the same action when a clunk from overhead filled her ears. Time almost seemed to slow to a crawl, that clunk followed by a rich, thick splurge that was all Jackie heard before she was enveloped in a curtain of something heavy and cloying and very, very sweet.

Something that later she would work out was Caramel. Right now the only thing she wanted to taste with George. She couldn't tell if she moved first or George did, but before the buckets had emptied they were in each other's arms and kissing with a passion Jackie hadn't felt for years.

'No..mmm...wait.' George moaned through the kisses. 'I need you..I want you..let's 69..please.'

Jackie only hesitated for a second, but only a second. Today was a day of firsts so why not add this to the list. That was all the though in her head. The rest was all action. With a boldness that surprised her, Jackie pretty much tackled George, pushing her down to the chocolate covered sheets onto to spin around to practically push her pussy against her lips. Not that George was being left out, her mouth hovered over her lips for just a second before she got her first taste of pussy. Tentatively at first, Jackie flicked her tongue over her clit then dove deep into her lips, seeking her wetness.

Looking back, Jackie had no idea how she managed to keep pleasuring George while she was working her magic on her pussy. But somehow she did, her tongue lapping at the sweet juices that lay under the layer of caramel she had already licked clear. With each lick she felt George's pussy tighten around her tongue, pouring more girl cum over her lips until almost without warning she tenses up. Not just her pussy, but all of her; that sudden gripping tightness driving her tongue deeper as she came. Jackie couldn't take it any more, lurching into her second powerfully sudden orgasm of the night, wave after wave of pleasure crashing over her until she collapsed down onto George with a sigh.

'I think I'm going to need a shower before I leave.'

'Leave?' George chuckled. 'Honey, you are staying the night. Cause I'm not done with you yet.'

Jackie raised her head before replying with a chuckle of her own. 'I like the sound of that.'

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Kinda forgotten about this little gem of a piece but I'm glad to have rediscovered it again. It's always nice to look back over something you wrote and relieve the experience of writing it. I'd love to write more of these quasi romantic pieces down the line. If you'd like to see more like this, the best place is my ever growing Patreon Page where you can help shape and direct my future works. Not just stories either. A large upcoming part of the creative haven that is my little corner of the internet is art as well. Pictures. Comics even. All of which will be a lot of fun to get involved with. If that sounds like fun, do head over to www.patreon.com/white66

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