The day had come for my road trip to Atlanta with Linda.
She had requested that I not dress too flashy or trashy for the trip, since we would be in some very nice places.
I had a big surprise for her!
I put on a long-sleeve navy blue turtleneck, tan corduroy pants, navy blue dress socks, navy blue rubber gum shoes, and a tan and navy blue PVC raincoat from Lot One.
I was dressed like a prep!

I thought about wearing some vinyl or rubber underwear, but decided against it. I wore a pair of fruit-of-the-loom tighty whities.
This was just a shopping trip after all.
I drove over to the house a little early, around 9:30 in the morning because we were leaving at 10.
I rang the doorbell and when Linda came to the door and opened it, her bottom jaw could have hit the floor. She couldn't believe how I was dressed.
" I can't believe how nice you look. And how handsome you are.
I don't understand why you don't dress like this all the time.
You are a really attractive young man."
She was wearing black leather ankle boots, acid washed blue jeans, a white turtleneck and a red cable knit sweater. She had on her navy blue and green reversible PVC raincoat, with the rubbery matt green PVC side on the outside.
I told her that she didn't look so bad herself either.
Linda invited me in. She said she had one or two things to do and then we would go.
As I stood in the foyer I noticed two things on the Foyer table.
She had a brand new navy blue rubber purse with tan leather straps.
It matched my Vinyl Raincoat perfectly.

Next to her new purse, sticking out like a sore thumb on the small table there was a large coconut cream pie with a cherry on top.
Linda's not so subtle hint was getting me excited.

I just looked at her.
She looked back at me, and said, " What???!!!
I thought we might have a little fun before we go.
But you are dressed so nice and you look so handsome, I hate to mess up the look.

Then again you look so nice and handsome, all I want to do is rub and smear that CREAMY COCONUT CREAM PIE all over your FACE!"
Linda sauntered over to the table.
She picked up the coconut cream pie daintily and came towards me seductively.

She came up beside me and put her right arm around my waist.
She was holding the coconut cream pie out in front of me, hefting it in her left hand.
Our vinyl raincoats were grinding against each other and she was pushing her groin into my thigh.
Her groin and thighs were hot, I could feel the heat and moisture radiating through her jeans!
That could only mean one thing
My girlfriend's mother was HOT to Cream Pie me!
She put her lips right up against my ear, and with a seductive whisper she said," Tell me you don't want this John.

Tell me that you don't want me to push and smear this CREAMY COCONUT CREAM PIE all over your FACE.
Because I know you do, I know you want it.

Just bend over sweetheart and eat the Cherry.
Eat the Cherry John and I will put this CREAMY COCONUT CREAM PIE right in your FACE!
I can wait until later, we have all day together.
The question is can you wait until later?
Are you so HOT for it, that you want me to do it to you right now?
We have time to clean you up before we go.
Your SLICK SHINY Navy Blue RAINCOAT wipes clean with a damp cloth.
It's up to you PIE BOY!
I know you want it because I can feel you trembling.
Just eat the Cherry John, and we both get what we want."

I was trembling with excitement, and I wanted to feel her put the coconut cream pie in my face.
I was getting a rock hard erection.
I was turned on that Linda was actually sexually charged to Cream Pie me!
I was wondering if Linda would truly orgasm in her jeans... if she put the Coconut Cream Pie in my Face?
Linda's groin and thighs were seriously on fire!
I had witnessed that kind of heat from a girl before in my past.
Her name was Stephanie.
We were both dressed in Leather and making out on a bed at a motel room party. She was on fire too.
I took her brown leather pants off her, but put her brown leather boots back on her feet.
I unzipped her brown leather jacket.
I unbuttoned her white blouse.
I put my hands on her gorgeous breasts and I sucked her nipples as I began to penetrate her.
The tip of my penis was just barely inside her and her floodgates broke.
She was spewing cum everywhere.
She grabbed my ass with both hands and pulled me inside her the rest of the way.
I had not taken my black leather pants off all the way and she covered them inside and out with her cum.
She ran her hands up underneath my black leather jacket and nearly tore the skin off of my back as she wrapped her legs around me and proceeded to break me in half.
It was one of the best sexual encounters of my life and my black leather pants smelled like her for years. I never cleaned them because I liked the smell of her musk.

I wondered if Linda could be that sexually charged over putting a CREAM PIE in my Face?
My voice was shaking as I said," Of course I want it Linda, you make it hard for me to resist you.
I would be lying if I told you that your enthusiasm for wanting to put Cream Pies in my Face, didn't turn me on...
But I think that just one Pie isn't really going to do it for me or for you.
I think we both need to put our desires on hold and go find you a Super Sexy VINYL Raincoat."
Linda's voice was hot and moist in my ear as she said," I think you're right John, and who knows what this day will hold.
But mark my words John, I am not letting you out of my grasp today, until I get to CREAM PIE you with some CREAMY CREAM PIES while you are wearing that sexy outfit.

I'm adoring seeing you wear that Shiny Navy Blue Vinyl Raincoat!
Now let's go and find my fancy VINYL Raincoat.
And if you wouldn't mind, please be a dear, and carry my new RUBBER purse for me, it totally matches your VINYL Raincoat.
I'm just going to put the Coconut Cream Pie back in the kitchen.
No matter what happens today, this COCONUT CREAM PIE is going in your FACE when we get home."



Linda took her arm from around my waist.
She shook her hips and sashayed into the kitchen and put the coconut cream pie in the refrigerator.
She came back and took me by the hand and said," OK, let's go to Atlanta!"
She picked up her navy blue rubber purse and handed it to me, and
with both of our vinyl raincoats squeaking and grinding we walked out the front door, and went to her car.

We were going to take her Lincoln Continental, and that was going to be a test of willpower for me.
It had gray leather seats, which meant that both of our PVC Raincoats were going to be grinding and squelching the entire trip.
The sound of Vinyl on Leather and the smell of Leather and Vinyl was going to be impossible to ignore.
As we both got into the car the loud grinding and squelching noises of our PVC raincoats on the grey leather seats already had me rising to the occasion, and holding her new navy blue rubber purse in my lap did not help things; but it did cover up my already straining erection.
And for the love of RUBBER and CREAM PIES...
We hadn't even left the driveway yet!!!!
This was going to be a Very, Very long day.
We didn't speak for a while, until the car was out on interstate 75 and we were headed south.

Finally Linda spoke, breaking the tension in the air and asked me, "John, honey, I hope you don't mind, but I would really like to talk to you about the whole CREAM PIES in your FACE Fetish "thing".
I'm just dying to know what it is about the PIES.
Sweetheart, I get your Leather, Rubber and Vinyl Fetish.
It's all about the textures and smells, the sounds, not to mention how great the outfits look and feel.
I get that part of it.
I definitely get that.
I do. And you know that I do.
I absolutely LOVE wearing my LEATHER!
I just have SOOOO many questions about the Cream Pies in the Face.
I want to know why you like it so much.
I just have to know what it is for you about being hit in the Face with Cream Pies that turns you on and jazzes you up so much.
Why do you like being hit in the Face with Cream Pies?
Is it the feeling and sensation?
Is that why you like having the Cream Pies rubbed and smeared in your Face.. the sensation.
Or is it the domination aspect of it for you?
Do you like the humiliation aspect of it?
I'm just dying to know.
Is it okay with you, if we talk about it?"
I said," Sure, we can discuss it, I knew that was sort of what this trip was about anyway.
You know, believe it or not, there were times in the past that I contemplated and considered telling you about my secret Pie in the Face Fetish.
You always told me that I could tell you anything.
I wanted to tell you.
There were even a few times I came close to flat out asking you if you would hit me in the Face with a PIE.
I just could never work out in my head what I wanted to say to you and how I wanted to say it.
I was embarrassed of my feelings of wanting to be Pied in the Face.

As much as I wanted it, I was nervous and afraid to tell Kristi about it because I didn't know how she would react to something that was so strange and off the wall.
I didn't want to ruin her image of me, so I just stayed in the closet.
I thought about telling you about my secret Pie in the Face fetish because I wanted to see how you felt about it before I told Kristi, or didn't tell Kristi.
I've wanted to talk to you about it for some time now."
Linda said," Good! I'm glad that you want to talk to me about it.
It breaks my heart you kept this a secret for so long.
Today YOU and I are going to finally get everything out in the open.
No more secrets after today John!
I'm actually quite flattered and I think it's sweet that you wanted to tell and trust me with your secret Pie in the Face Fetish first.
You totally should have.
I think I do understand why you were thinking about telling me about it first, but you have to explain to me why you were so afraid to tell Kristi how you felt.
That girl is drawn to the strange and unusual.
And as far as you coming close to and almost flat out asking me to hit you in the Face with a Cream Pie goes; I really wish you would have, because if you had asked me to do it, I would have gladly thrown and hit you in the Face with Cream Pies!

Now do me a favor, and scoot on over here a little bit closer and sit next to me.
I want to put my arm around you.
I like to think of you as my own son sometimes."
I scooted over and sat next to her, she put her arm around me and now our vinyl raincoats were grinding against each other as well as the leather seat of her car.

I truly began to believe that this woman loved to torture me.
Linda asked," John, How did it all start?
When did it first start?
What was it about CREAM PIES in the Face that you witnessed that worked you up so much and made you so aroused?"
I said," You picked a good time to talk to me about this, it's a long story.
It might be done by the time we get to Atlanta."
Linda said," I am excited to hear your story!
I know you probably think I'm being completely silly right now but I'm really wanting to and I'm having the biggest urge to put a CREAM PIE in your FACE right now..
Right here in my car.on the LEATHER seats.
I mean, number one, doing that to you in my car just screams FUN Factor and number two, I would just Love looking over at you as I drive, seeing CREAM PIE all over your Face, frosting your hair, and splattered and dripping on your dark navy blue Vinyl Raincoat!
You would look so cute to me like that!"
I smiled at Linda sheepishly and I was blushing because it was very obvious that Kristi had told her mother everything about our Cleveland outing.
Judging by Linda's facial expression, I could tell that Kristi had told her about masturbating me in the car and me hitting myself in the face with the Vanilla Cream Pie.

Linda continued, "I was seriously thinking about and wanting to throw PIES in your Face when we had this talk..
But I didn't know when or where we were going to have it.
I thought it would be fun to ask you questions, and after every question you answered, I would hit you in the Face with a Pie!
I'm sorry if I'm being over eager about Pieing you.
I just haven't been able to stop thinking about it since our first time together and I must have watched the video tape Kristi made a thousand times...I LOVE IT!!!

And John, I have to tell you something else.
I absolutely LOVE the sound of a real Cream Pie going into a Face..
Your FACE!
I do. I just really, really do. It's magnificent.
The thick sounding thump is incredibly pleasant and satisfying to me.
I also can't get over how it feels to hit you in the Face with a Cream Pie!
I just LOVE it..
The sight, the sound, and the smells.
Oh..I just can't get enough!
I will shut-up now
Tell me your CREAM PIE Story!"
I said, "Anytime you want to CREAM PIE me Linda, you go right ahead and do it to me.
I'll ALWAYS want you to hit me in the Face with a CREAM PIE when I'm wearing a RUBBER outfit and VINYL Raincoat."
I was so turned on right then.
I kept clutching Linda's Blue Rubber purse and pushing it into my enormous erection.

I was sure Linda could see that my throbbing erection was making her Rubber purse move up and down, but she said nothing.
With my voice wavering a little,
I started my story.
I said," I was just seven years old when all of this started for me.
I had a Yellow RUBBER Raincoat that made me aroused.

When no one was home I would sneak both of my sister's and mother's PVC Raincoats and Leather Trench Coats out of their closets and put them on.

I loved the feeling of putting the coats on.

I loved the smooth texture.

I loved the smell..and I loved the sounds that those materials made.

I liked the different colors.

I liked the way the light shined off of the material.

I was so self conscious when I wore my own Yellow RUBBER Raincoat,
I could never wear it out of the house or in front of other people.
I was ashamed of how I felt wearing it.

My mother had two pairs of Leather knee high boots I used to put on too.
Black and Brown.
I loved the feeling of how tight they were.

I didn't understand why my heart would start beating so hard and I would start sweating.
My body temperature would rise and I would tremble.
It would happen when my mother and both my sisters would wear their Vinyl Raincoats around me.
It would happen when I was around the girls at school.
It was maddening to be around all of those PVC VINYL Raincoats!!

I always wanted to touch them.
I didn't understand why just looking at a girl wearing a Rubber, Vinyl, or Leather coat made the thing I peed with, get hard and hurt.

I know puberty doesn't happen until later, but I'm not lying to you about that.
I was sexually excited at age seven and I didn't even know what that meant.

My second grade teacher Mrs. Henson, would wear leather skirts, jackets and leather boots all the time.
I fantasized about her.
I used to daydream that I was in my Yellow Rubber Raincoat and she was wearing her Leather and we were rolling around in the sandbox on the playground, kissing each other.
Sometimes I fantasized that the sandbox was full of peanut butter instead of sand.

At the same time my confusion about why I was so excited by Leather, Vinyl and Rubber was making me feel ashamed and awkward;
There was something else that was intensely affecting me.
I had seen Pies in the face on TV and in movies and it made me feel awkward in ways that I couldn't explain but then I found something in my father's record collection that focused my feelings in a sexual direction.
It all started with a Herb Alpert album cover.
Whipped Cream and Other Delights.
The cover picture was a beautiful dark skinned woman sitting in a large mound of whipped cream, with a dollop of whipped cream on her head.

Looking at that picture of that olive skinned woman sitting in that big mound of whipped cream literally blew my mind.
I would tremble just holding the album cover.
I imagined myself, climbing into the picture wearing my Yellow Rubber Raincoat and black rubber rain boots without any other clothes, and crawling into that giant mound of whipped cream with her and rolling around in it, kissing each other.

I had fantasies and day dreamed of being thrown Face first into a giant Cream Pie. Always wearing a PVC/RUBBER Raincoat.
There was a beautiful, Jewish woman who lived down the street and I sometimes played with her two boys.
Her name was Mrs. Monen. I thought she was sexy and had a huge crush on her.
One day she was asking the three of us what we wanted more than anything in the world and I just came flat out and told her that I wanted to be thrown Face first into a giant Cream Pie wearing my yellow Rubber Raincoat and black Rubber boots.
She absolutely adored my wish and promised that she would do that to me on my birthday.
Every time I came over she would excitedly and enthusiastically ask me if I was ready to put on my Rubber Raincoat and boots and for her to throw me Face first into a giant Cream Pie.
I would always excitedly tell her yes and that seemed to really tickle her.
She really did love the idea that that was what I wanted more than anything else in the world.
She would always tell me she was still working on getting all the ingredients for the giant Cream Pie, because it really was going to be giant and deep.
She got the biggest kick out of telling me how she was going to completely bury me in that giant Cream Pie and how she was going to make normal size Pies out of the big Pie and throw them in my Face over and over again and push me Face first back down in the giant Pie. She used to laugh and tell me how much she was going to enjoy doing that to me and how she was going to enjoy watching me roll around in all that Pie Cream in my Rubber Raincoat and boots.
The way she would smile and laugh and the way she looked at me just made my heart soar and made me feel so special.
I had the biggest crush on her.
I was in love with her and I did in fact lust after the idea of her throwing me into a giant Cream Pie wearing my Rubber Raincoat and boots..
But alas it never happened, and the family eventually moved away.
But I have never forgotten her acceptance and her great enthusiasm for my giant Cream Pie fantasy.
And that my dearest Linda is the very first connection between Raincoats and Cream Pies."
Linda said," OH MY GOODNESS!!
I REALLY WANT to put a CREAM PIE in your FACE right now!!!

I have that Herb Alpert record!
I still listen to it, and as many times as I've looked at that album cover, I have never thought of it causing someone to have a CREAM PIE in the Face Fetish.
I agree, it is a very SEXY picture and I can see how you were affected by it as a little boy.
I also see that my closet wasn't the first closet that you have ever snuck into to put on a Vinyl Raincoat and enjoy it.
I love the story of the Jewish woman down the street and the giant Cream Pie! I am so glad you told me about that because that makes me want to work even harder to make that dream come true for you, and I too would absolutely LOVE throwing you Face first into a giant Cream Pie!
Please continue the story!"

I continued," Cream Pies in the face were all over T.V. back then.

I watched The Three Stooges a lot.

I liked it when the beautiful women in their movies got Pied and Caked.

In the very beginning I was turned on by watching women get Pied in the face.

But I also liked watching a woman hit a guy with a Cream Pie.

I didn't particularly enjoy seeing the guy pied..

I liked watching the woman do the Cream Pieing.
Does that make any sense?
Seeing a man get a cream pie in the face didn't do anything for me.

Seeing a woman Cream Pieing the guy is what turned me on.
I would put myself in the guy's place and pretend that it was me getting the Cream Pie.

I fantasized a lot about Ginger and Mary-Ann from Gilligan's Island Cream Pieing me in my face.

Mary-Ann and her Coconut Cream Pies!
There were Cream Pies galore on The Electric Company and even Sesame Street.
Sesame Street had a baker that always used to fall down some steps while he was carrying Cream Pies and Cakes.

There was a skit with the character Maria, where she Cream Pies all the men, before having dozens of Cream Pies thrown at her.

The Electric Company was my favorite show because it had Rita Moreno.
Whenever Rita used to throw a CREAM PIE in someone's face on the show she really got into it.
I loved the mischievous look on her face and how much fun she had.

I was in love with Rita Monero and fantasized about her throwing Cream Pies into my face a lot!
Every fantasy had me wearing a VINYL or RUBBER Raincoat.

My family used to eat at a restaurant in East Ridge called "The Tick Tock".
They had a beautiful Shiny Black Leather couch that made noise, no matter what you were wearing when you sat on it.

I remember daring to wear my Yellow Rubber Raincoat out, when we would go eat there.

I was very self-conscious about it but I was driven to do it.
Wearing my Yellow Rubber Raincoat and sitting on that Shiny Black Leather couch in the waiting area got me SO HOT.
And I really mean HOT!
My skin would literally feel hot and like I was being stuck with little pins all over.
I would sit there with an erection, fantasizing the waitresses throwing and smearing Cream Pies in my face.
I loved their yellow and white waitress uniforms too.

I used to get excited when they would pinch my cheeks and call me Sugar-Pie, Honey-Pie, Sweetie-Pie.


Just hearing a woman say the word "PIE" drove me wild.
When the waitresses would put their hand on my back and pat me, or rub me while I was wearing my Yellow Rubber Raincoat; that used to work me up as well.
It excited me that they were touching my Rubber Raincoat.
Maybe they liked touching it.
Maybe they wanted to put a CREAM PIE in my FACE while I was wearing it!

Oh, the fantasies my imagination would dream up.
My absolute favorite fantasy was a waitress carrying a Cream Pie and tripping on something, falling into me and smashing the Cream Pie in my face.
The thought of that happening to me while I was sitting on the black leather couch excited me beyond belief.
I also fantasized about having a birthday cake in front of me at the table and a waitress tripping on something, falling into me from behind, putting her hand behind my head to catch herself and shoving my face down into the cake."
Linda raised her eyebrows and I could tell that the story I had just told her, had got her thinking.

I continued, "I remember going to Trenton one day.
My parents were buying us all shoes.
There was a section of Rubber shoes.
When I saw them I wanted them so badly but I knew I wasn't going to wear them in public.
I picked out a pair of Green Rubber shoes made by LL Bean.
The same style that I'm wearing right now.
My mother bought me a Vinyl Raincoat to match my shoes.

There was a round rack full of shiny rubbery vinyl raincoats.
My sister Susan picked out a yellow one.

My sister Beth picked out a green one like mine but it had navy blue stripes on the upper arms.

My mother picked out the best one.
It was white on the outside.
The inside was navy blue with little strawberries as the print.

Those Raincoats were almost like your Raincoat Linda,
But the Vinyl was much thicker and very Rubbery, but they weren't vinyl on both sides.
The inside was made out of a material called rayon.
The grinding squeaking noise they made was amazing.
I wish I had the money to buy them all now.
There was every color you could think of.
I wanted one of every color.
I remember on the drive home my sister Susan was wearing her Yellow Vinyl Raincoat and she let me put my head on her shoulder.

All of us kids were sitting in the backseat of the car.
I was pretending that I was tired and wanted to take a nap.
I really just wanted to put my face against that Rubbery Vinyl and smell it.
I wasn't thinking anything sexual about my sister.
But the fact that there was a warm female body inside that Vinyl Raincoat was very soothing to me.
I enjoyed snuggling up next to her, just like the both of us are doing right now.
It was the same thing with my mother.
Whenever my mother was wearing that White Rubbery Vinyl Raincoat or one of her Leather trench coats

I just had to be near her.
I wanted to cuddle, just to be close and touching the material.

I never fantasized about either of my sisters putting Cream Pies in my face.
But I did fantasize about their girlfriends Cream Pieing me!

Oh, the sweet torture when their friends would come over, and I used to flirt and hit on everyone of them.
Remember back in those days girls wore these types of Vinyl Raincoats all the time, even if it wasn't raining.

I was always trying to get them to play Twister with me!
It had a VINYL mat.
I was such a little horn dog!!
I once suggested that the loser get a PIE in the face.
I definitely planned on being the loser.

But the girls shot that idea down because they didn't want to get sticky and messy..
They had no idea that I was going to be the loser every time.
I would have been happy if they just wore their Vinyl Raincoats when we played Twister!
I really was a sexually deviant little brother.
I was Ten years old...
I wouldn't have known what to do with a Sixteen year old girl anyway!

I did however, fantasize about my mother hitting me in my face with a Cream Pie.
I didn't know why at the time, but the reason will work itself out later in my story.

That sounds kind of gross and perverted
But it was not sexual.
I just wanted her to know me.
I wanted her to know how I felt inside.
There was one time that I put on my mother's White PVC Raincoat and put my face into a tub of Cool Whip.
I did it completely out of the blue.
It wasn't planned.
I had just come home from school and I wanted to wear her White PVC Raincoat for a while.
I was digging around in the refrigerator looking for a snack when I saw the tub of Cool Whip.
I took the lid off and was staring at that beautiful whipped topping, and I couldn't resist the urge to push it into my face.

I stirred up the Cool Whip and put it back in the fridge.
That night at dinner she completely humiliated me in front of everyone, and not in the way that I wanted or a good way.
When it came time for dessert she brought out a Banana Cream Pie.

She stood over me holding the Banana Cream Pie and asked me," John, Do you want me to put this Banana Cream Pie in your Face?"
I was completely taken by surprise by this question.
A lot of emotions were flashing in my brain.
YES!!!!
I wanted her to put the BANANA CREAM PIE in my FACE.
But it was going to happen in front of my sisters and my father.
I didn't want that to happen.
What if I couldn't control myself?
I wasn't wearing a VINYL Raincoat but I suddenly wished I was.
I wanted to be in my Shiny Green PVC Raincoat and Green Rubber shoes.

I wanted my mother to be wearing her Shiny White PVC Raincoat!
I wanted her to rub and smear that Banana Cream Pie all over my Face!!
I wanted her to do it because she understood that her son liked Cream Pies in his Face.

I wanted her to do it because she loved me.
Right then she didn't sound loving, she sounded downright hateful.
I stammered out," NO!"
My mother said," Are you sure you wouldn't like me to put this Banana Cream Pie in your Face?
I think you like Pies in your Face...
Because when it came time for me to put the Cool Whip on the Pie..
It looked like somebody stuck their FACE in the Cool Whip.
I know you did it!
And you tried to hide it!
We hide things we are ashamed of.
And since you tried to hide it from me.
I thought I would teach you a lesson and put this Banana Cream Pie in your Face in front of your sisters and make you sit there looking like a mess.

If you wanted to wear CREAM PIES
BUDDY BOY.
I was going to let you wear CREAM PIES.

Everyone could look at you just sitting there being shameful!
I'm not going to put this Banana Cream Pie in your face and waste it, but if I catch you putting your Face in the Cool Whip again you are banned from watching The Three Stooges and all that silly Pie-in-the-face nonsense.
Do you understand me?!!"
My father added," Is that what is going on with my shaving cream?
I keep finding it runs out before it should.
Quit wasting my shaving cream!"
It was humiliating and hard to take.
My mother was angry with me.
The contempt that she had in her voice broke my heart.
She shamed me in front of my family and she did it to hurt me.
I wished she would be like the mother in the movie, "Christmas Story".
There's a scene where she just loves watching her youngest son eat like a pig.
He basically Pies himself in his face with a plate of mashed potatoes.
The mother thinks that is so cute and calls him "Mommy's little piggy".
I desperately wanted that kind of love and understanding from my mother.
I wanted her to be like the Jewish woman Mrs. Monen that used to live down the street.
She loved and adored my Cream Pie fantasy and teased and talked to me about it all the time, getting the biggest kick out of my specific desire.

I wanted to be able to be myself and get Cream Pied in my Face.
And still be loved.
And I felt ashamed of my feelings, until I talked to someone later on in my life.
But I will get to that in a minute.
We need to go back in time a little bit.
I have to tell you about my very first CREAM PIE.
Around this time I was now 10 years old.
On Friday evenings my family would watch a movie together.
One particular Friday evening the movie happened to be The Great Race.

It just happened to have the largest pie fight in movie history.
Watching that pie fight really did a number on me.

I suddenly really wanted to know what it felt like to get a CREAM PIE in my Face.
I wanted to stop imagining it happening to me, and actually do it to myself.
One day when my mother took both of my sisters shopping and I was home all alone, I jumped into action.
I took off all my clothes.
I put on my Yellow Rubber Raincoat inside out so I could feel the smooth Rubber against my skin.


Next I got my sister Susan's Green and Blue PVC VINYL Raincoat and put it on over my Yellow Rubber one.

Then I went to the kitchen and got a paper plate.
I took it to my parents bathroom and got my father's can of Barbasol shaving cream.
I was trembling all over.
I had butterflies in my stomach.
I could barely hold my hand steady as I sprayed the shaving cream onto the plate.
I couldn't stop spraying the shaving cream.
The bigger the Pie got, the faster my heart beat.
My mouth was dry and I had a huge lump in my throat.
My legs were shaking so badly my knees were knocking together!
I stood there for a long time staring down at the shaving cream pie.

I was trembling so badly I could barely hold it in my hand.
The anticipation was overwhelming.
Finally I couldn't take the butterflies in my stomach anymore and I smacked the shaving cream pie into my face.
That was my first real orgasm.
I smeared the shaving cream pie all over my face and down the front of my sisters Green and Blue Vinyl Raincoat.
I had to grip the vanity with both hands because I was bucking and jerking uncontrollably.
It was the most intense and wonderful sensation I had ever had in my life up to that point.

Now going forward a little bit.
Going back to my mother and my feelings of shame.
Right before I started a relationship with your daughter, I developed a correspondence with a dominatrix from California through a Fetish magazine ad.
Mistress Antoinette.
She helped open my eyes to my own psyche.
She told me the sexual desires that I had, stemmed from something early on in my life.
She told me to ask my adoptive mother about the relationship we had as mother and child.

You see, when I was born I was given up for adoption.
I spent three months being cared for by the hospital until I was adopted. Three months without any physical contact with my birth mother. Whenever my adoptive mother would try to feed me I would always make a huge mess.
She told me that she took to wearing a Black Rubber Raincoat whenever she had to feed me.

She told me she got tired of washing her clothes and having to take a shower every time she had to feed me, and she also took to rubbing food in my face, if I threw food at her.
She said one time she pushed my face into a plate of sweet potatoes.
She said I liked her doing those things to me.
She said I used to laugh like it was the funniest thing on earth.
Then she would just undress me and we would both get in the shower and she would wash us both off at the same time, and she wouldn't have to dry off because she was wearing a full length Rubber Raincoat.

After My adoptive mother told me that story, the puzzle pieces fell into place.
The dominatrix explained to me that because I had no physical contact with my birth mother, that I associated physical contact with My adoptive mother...
With a RUBBER Raincoat and food rubbed in my face.
My brain was associating RUBBER as skin, and food being rubbed in my face as love and nurturing.
So the RUBBER RAINCOAT texture stayed with me as something pleasurable.

Having food rubbed in my face, was pleasurable too, but "food" in the broad sense of things was narrowed down to one specific thing, which became Cream Pies, because of my visual association with the Herb Alpert album cover and the TV shows I was watching that had Cream Pie in the face scenes."

Linda said," That sounds so sad.
In a way that is heartbreaking.
I have always tried to give you extra love
Because I knew the day that I met you that you had been hurt.
I could see it in your eyes.
I know your adoptive parents weren't all that kind to you
They certainly didn't understand you.
It makes me feel good when I can be motherly towards you.
You are like the son I never had, so I like to be
the mother you never had."
I said," Linda, the past doesn't matter to me, I am just happy to finally come to a conclusion of why I am, the way I am.

I am happy that I found out about Pie Face Mike.
Without him I would still be hiding my desire to have women throw Cream Pies in my Face.. and...well you know... put them in other places too."
Linda laughed and said," Oooo John I do know!
And do you know I like the idea of you wanting to be CREAM PIED all over, and especially wanting Cream Pies stuffed into your RUBBER Pants!
I think that is just so adorably cute, and Very Original sweetie!"

I laughed and said," I'm glad PIES in my pants amuses you so, I wouldn't have it any other way.
Seriously though, it took a great deal for me to finally open up and honestly tell Kristi everything about my Cream Pie in the Face Fetish.
It's been even harder to be honest with you about it and finally admit it to you!
There's been a constant tug of war in my head ever since I got together with Kristi about telling her.
I was afraid to tell Kristi how I felt, because if it upset her or turned her off, she might break up with me and tell people why, and I've been scared all my life of people finding out about me and making fun of my Pie-sexuality.
I thought about telling you about my Cream Pie in the face fetish first because I thought you would be understanding about it.
I thought You would give me advice on how to go about telling your daughter about my secret fetish, or advise me to NOT tell her if you thought that it would turn her off or upset her!
I also felt safe that even if Kristi and I broke up, that you wouldn't tell my secret to people just to hurt me.
Only ONE thing kept me from telling you about my secret fetish and asking for your help.
I was okay with telling you that the idea of a woman hitting me in the face with Cream Pies while I was dressed up was a turn on for me.
I was a little nervous and hesitant to tell you that I had been dressing up and hitting myself in the face with Pies, and I didn't want you to know what really happens to me when I Cream Pie myself in the Face, because I was ashamed and embarrassed by it.
I wanted to, but was afraid to ask you if you would throw some Cream Pies in my Face, because I would have had no control over my reaction if you did indeed hit me with a Pie."
Linda said," Well that explains why you thought about telling me your CREAM PIE secret before jumping in with both feet and telling Kristi about it.
I wish you would have said something to me about it, John.
I could have saved you so much stress over all of this sweetheart!
My daughter and I have a completely open, honest relationship.
I would have been the go between for you with her, if you wanted me to, but there wouldn't have been a reason for it.
I could have told you way back then that Kristi was going to LOVE your Cream Pie Fetish.
It makes me happy that you considered confiding in me.
If you had told me about your Cream Pie fetish first, I would have gladly CREAM PIED you myself, cleaned you up, and then sent you straight home for you to tell Kristi about it.
Your reaction would have surprised me but not bothered me in the least."

I told Linda," The day that you caught me hitting myself with a Banana Cream Pie, wearing one of Kristi's Red PVC dresses...
I just wanted to crawl under the bed and hide,
I was so ashamed and embarrassed.
I didn't want you to see me so vulnerable and think that I was a perverted cross-dressing CREAM PIE Freak."


Linda just laughed and said," Sweetheart, I didn't think one thing about you wearing one of my daughters PVC dresses...
Just like I didn't think anything about you wanting a Women's PURPLE PVC Trench Coat.

I know some gender-bending / role-reversal goes hand-in-hand with a RUBBER FETISH!
I do look at your magazines, you know!
I like the RUBBER Sissy costumes on some of the men; I think they are cute.
It's just expressing your feminine side, and there's nothing wrong with that.
Women are after all. perfect creatures."
I suddenly got the feeling that Linda was vaguely hinting at something to me, but I wasn't quite sure where she was going with this crossdressing topic.

Linda's right arm tightened around my shoulders as she pulled me closer and looking over at me with a smile on her face she said, "I also do all your orders over the phone with my credit card.
I don't want to embarrass you right now John, but when Kristi had me order a Hot Pink RUBBER French Maid outfit, we did it over the phone and I noticed that the measurements were your size sweetie!

I didn't let on to Kristi that I realized and knew that the Hot Pink RUBBER French Maid outfit was really for you.
I kept what I knew to myself.. but darling,
I have, for the longest time, always wanted to see you dressed up wearing that SHINY Hot Pink LATEX RUBBER French Maid costume

But I wasn't going to come right out and embarrass you about it, and I didn't want to invade your privacy..And I pretty much know what goes on with the two of you when you put on that Rubber dress sweetheart!
I think it's cute, and I could wait and be patient about seeing you wear it for me.

I couldn't, however, curb my curiosity about you hitting yourself in the Face with a Banana Cream Pie.
I didn't want to invade your privacy and stick my nose in your business, but I just had to know what was going on with you and Cream Pies because of my own secret desire of wanting to hit someone in the Face with a Cream Pie.
You know that Kristi shares a lot of what you two get up to with your Leather, Vinyl, and Rubber fetish with me.
I didn't understand why I was being left out of the whole "Cream Pie thing".
I thought about the day we were traveling in the van out in California, and
Kristi and I teased you about getting dressed up in Rubber and a Vinyl Raincoat and the both of us throwing Cream Pies in your Face and you dressing up and going on the Jenny Jones Show to be Pied.. which I still think you should do.
The scenario that I came up with would surely be a showstopper.
And I have to admit, I would love to have millions of people watching me hit you in the Face with Cream Pies on national daytime television!
And. I really like the idea of seeing you on your knees being PELTED and PLASTERED with PIES by a whole studio audience full of women completely covering you from head to toe.
You just let me know if you want me to make that phone call to Jenny Jones.
I'm more than happy to set up that Cream Pie episode on her show for you..
Anyway
I thought about the night you and Kristi rented a hotel room and got dressed up in Rubber and Vinyl outfits for her to actually throw CREAM PIES in your Face for the first time.
I kinda thought that your Pieing was just going to be a one-time thing.
I thought you were just 'short term' infatuated with Pie Face Mike and his CREAM PIE Fetish.
I thought that you were doing it, just to say that you had done it, and then move on along to the next something else Fetish.
I thought you were doing it because of your don't knock it until you try it kind of attitude.
If anything, I thought my sadistic daughter was going to be into it more than you.
I know Kristi like the back of my hand.

I knew she was going to LOVE making a mess of you with the CREAM PIES.
That is totally her personality.
I was thinking that it was all supposed to be a fun sexual fetish exploration for the both of you after the Pie Face Mike conversation in the car when we were vacationing in California but dog-gonit
I wanted to CREAM PIE you too!!!
Throwing a CREAM PIE in someone's Face has been a fantasy of mine since I was a teenage girl.

I am going to be perfectly honest with you John.
I have had random thoughts from time to time of hitting you in the Face with a CREAM PIE since the day I met you.
That day you modeled the Purple PVC Trench Coat for me that I bought for you, as I sat on the bed watching you and taking pictures, I was thinking about throwing two Coconut Cream Pies in your Face!
Purple is my favorite color, John.

I think you look great wearing Purple Vinyl and Rubber, and you look even more amazing wearing it with CREAM PIE on you!
Sweetheart, there were so many times you came over to my house wearing a Sexy Rubber outfit and Vinyl Raincoat, not to mention LEATHER, and I wanted to PIE you..
I just wanted to see you take a PIE in your Face wearing those outfits.
I used to imagine and think about what you would look like after I Pied you in the Face, and the state of your perfect shiny outfit covered with Cream Pie. I LOVE that visual!

I've always understood your infatuation with PVC VINYL, and LATEX RUBBER, and especially LEATHER.
I like LEATHER.
LEATHER makes me feel Super Sexy!
I'm not so sure if I would wear any LATEX RUBBER, but I do like PVC VINYL clothes and Raincoats.
Wearing something that you like the look of, and it makes you feel good when you wear it, makes perfect sense.

Even though I sometimes had thoughts of hitting you in the Face with a Cream Pie when you were dressed up, well before Kristi and I knew about your Cream Pie Fetish.
I didn't quite understand or get why you actually wanted to be hit in the Face with Cream Pies, but I thought it was great Fun!
I thought, Oh boy!!!
Here's my chance!!!
It really did make my heart skip a beat that you were wanting to have Cream Pies thrown in your Face, and that you wanted it done to you while you were wearing your Leather, Rubber and PVC outfits!
I wanted to be part of it!
Personally, I wouldn't enjoy the feeling of a Cream Pie in my Face.
Something thick and sticky covering your face, making it hard to breathejust the thought of it kind of makes me feel claustrophobic.
It's hard for me to understand how anybody would enjoy that sensation. Not to mention the embarrassment and the utter humiliation of being hit with a Pie and everyone laughing at your expense.

But I like and enjoy being a Pie Thrower!
I do LOVE dishing out that wonderful PIE in the Face humiliation to someone else!
Sometimes you are not so easy to figure out John.
I never in a million years would have guessed that you liked and enjoyed the humiliation aspect of having Cream Pies thrown in your Face, especially after you tried so hard to hide your Fetish from me and for so long.. Silly PIE BOY!
My initial thoughts at first were that you were into the domination aspect of it more than the actual feeling of the Cream Pies being thrown, smacked and smeared into that cute, handsome Face of yours.

Now that I know that you like how it feels when the Cream Pies go in your Face and you like how it looks on you, it makes perfect sense to me, because I like how Cream Pies look on you too when you're dressed up in Rubber and Vinyl!
It probably has something to do with that comedy Beach movie I saw when I was a girl that had men wearing shiny Black Leather pants and jackets
and they got pelted with Whipped Cream Pies.
I've always liked it in movies when people in Formal Wear have a Pie Fight!
I enjoy seeing a handsome man in a tuxedo cop a Cream Pie in the puss!
With you, it's always been about seeing Cream Pie getting on your Shiny outfits for me.
I LOVE that visual.
Don't ask me why but I have always liked the image of someone well dressed getting blasted in the Face with a Cream Pie.
I certainly wouldn't call it a fetish, but I have always been a huge fan of the PIE in the Face trope.

When I walked in on you, I didn't judge you and I certainly didn't think that you were a cross-dressing Perverted CREAM PIE Freak.
I was intrigued and excited that you put a CREAM PIE in your FACE, because if that was something you were into and liked, I wanted to PIE you!
Kristi tried to tell me, you were bored and just goofing around but I didn't buy that one bit.

If it was just boredom YOU wouldn't have gone out of your way to hide from me.
And boredom didn't explain the eleven other Banana Cream Pies on the kitchen counter.
I'm no brain surgeon, but I'm not stupid either.
I knew there was something special going on with you and the whole Pie in your Face thing.

I just didn't understand why you were trying to hide things from me,
and Kristi was trying to cover for you.
It makes more sense, knowing what I know now
But you should have known that you could have told me and I would have understood."

I really did love this woman.
Linda asked questions about technique, and my favorite kinds of cream pies to be pied with, and how I liked to be cream pied.



I told her I liked all the techniques, but if I had to pick a favorite, her sensual hard smush and smear technique while she was sitting in my lap and whispering into my ear really turned me on.
That made her happy.
She said," I thought that would shiver your timbers!"
I told her she wasn't wrong, and she laughed.
She said," I love talking to you when I CREAM PIE you, and even the time I didn't Pie you at dinner, I really enjoyed teasing you verbally. It's fun for me!
I just think it's cute that you get so excited and worked up just from me talking about Cream Pies."

Linda asked," John, would you still have the same reaction to being CREAM PIED if you weren't wearing something RUBBER or VINYL?"
I told her," No. I really wouldn't.
Like Kristi said on the California trip.
"It would be boring if I wasn't dressed up."
I've never even Pied myself without at least putting on a Vinyl Raincoat.
I have to be wearing something, Vinyl or Rubber, that's just part of the sexualness of it for me.

I can do PVC VINYL and LATEX RUBBER outfits and LEATHER without the Cream Pies...

But I can't do Cream Pies without the Rubber, Vinyl and Leather and still enjoy it sexually.

All those years I was in the CREAM PIE closet.
I was sneaking around, dressing up and CREAM PIEING myself behind everyone's back.

I still find it hard to believe that I was able to hide my CREAM PIE FETISH from Kristi for so long.
She walked in on me one night just as I was finishing cleaning up.
She had borrowed your camcorder, and I decided when she was at work one night to film myself.
I had a brand new super Shiny Black VINYL outfit.

I just HAD to CREAM PIE myself wearing it.
I wanted to put my Face down into a Big CREAM CAKE as well.
I turned on the camcorder,
I sat at our dining room table and proceeded to put on Yellow RUBBER dishwashing gloves.
In front of me there was a large Yellow CREAM CAKE

And beside it a Large Coconut CREAM PIE.

I slammed my FACE down into the Yellow CREAM CAKE and rubbed my face all around in it.
I pushed myself forward making the upper half of my chest go into the Yellow CREAM CAKE.
I wanted to get the Yellow Frosting on the Shiny SLICK Black VINYL Jacket I was wearing.

Then I picked up the COCONUT CREAM PIE and I smacked it into my face with my left Yellow RUBBER gloved hand.
I smeared it around, all over my FACE.
And with my right Yellow RUBBER gloved hand..
I was grabbing handfuls of Yellow CREAM CAKE and rubbing it all over the front of my SHINY Black VINYL jacket and the crotch of my SHINY Black VINYL pants.

I was excited to see and watch myself.
It was the first time I ever made a video of myself doing that.
I watched it so many times, I lost track of time.
I only had 30 minutes before Kristi came home from work.
I literally just washed my face off in the bathroom sink and used a wet towel to wipe off my new SHINY SLICK Black VINYL outfit.
I smelled and my clothes smelled of CAKE frosting and COCONUT CREAM PIE.
I wondered if Kristi would notice the smell.
Would she ask me why I smelled that way?
I had just cleaned the dining room and the dining room table when she walked through the door.
I didn't have time to erase the tape!!
Part of me was afraid that she might see the tape in the camcorder and watch the video.. and part of me deep down wanted to be caught and confronted.
I was also afraid that maybe she wouldn't notice the video tape and give you back your camcorder before I had a chance to remove the video, then you would discover the tape and watch it.
Part of me was horrified at the thought of you discovering my video and watching me Cake and Cream Pie myself.
And..Part of me deep down wanted you to discover and watch that video.
It excited me to think of you discovering it, and watching me CAKE and CREAM PIE myself, and just maybe you liked what you were seeing.

I fantasized about you inviting me over to your house and you're wearing your Green and Blue PVC Raincoat.
I sit on the couch next to you wearing my Pink Rubber shirt and pants with the Purple PVC Trench coat.


You make light conversation with me at first, but then begin to talk about Cream Pies and Cakes, in a way that makes me feel uneasy and nervous.
Without warning, you start playing the video tape.

I try to get up and leave but you make me sit back down and watch the video with you.
I am so embarrassed.
You tell me to explain myself and the video to you.
I'm totally humiliated telling you I have a Pie in the Face Fetish.
You act shocked and surprised at my confession.
Then you take me by my hand and lead me into your kitchen and the kitchen table is covered with Cream Pies.
You put on your yellow Rubber dishwashing gloves and.

You sit me in a chair and reprimand me for not telling you about my Cream Pie Fetish as you begin to aggressively Pie me in my Face.

You are really enjoying yourself, and I am and complete ecstasy with every Cream Pie you put in my Face.

You realize what is happening with me, and that makes you enjoy Pieing me even more.

I ask you if you are going to tell Kristi about me. You tell me she already knows, because right after you discovered the tape and watched it, you called her up and had her come over and watch the tape with you.
You tell me it was Kristi's idea to confront me and then Cream Pie me.
Then Kristi steps out from the hallway, where she has been hiding and listening to everything.
Strutting into the kitchen she too puts on some yellow Rubber dishwashing gloves.

She's wearing a Black LATEX RUBBER dress and she scolds me for not telling her my CREAM PIE secret, and the two of you CREAM PIE me together.

That part of Me that wanted to be caught and confronted was hoping that Kristi would see the tape in the camcorder and watch it.
However I got caught,
I would have to come clean about my CREAM PIE FETISH.
I was tired of hiding in the CREAM PIE closet.
In the end, I was able to sneak the videotape out of the camcorder and hide it.
But I fantasized everyday about being caught and having to tell the truth.
When you came in while I was in the middle of cream pieing myself in the face, wearing a Red Vinyl dress and confronted me, I wanted to tell you the truth.
I just couldn't say what I wanted to say, and what I knew you wanted to hear from me, out loud.
I literally could not make myself say the words out loud, they just wouldn't come out of me.
I was also very excited.

You were wearing your LEATHER pants and blazer that day, plus those new Sexy Leather boots, and YOU know what that does to me.
You're Kristi's mom, I know that, but when you dress like that, it still turns me on, I can't help it.

Your Leather was really noisy that day, grinding and creakingand the smell!!! Oh my gosh the smell of your Leather that day was driving me nuts!
All of that and I was so horny for Pies in my Face that day
The whole reason you caught me that day was because I couldn't wait on Kristi to get home.
I really did want you to throw some Cream Pies in my Face that day.
I just couldn't cope with the reality that I was going to have an orgasm when you PIED me.
I was afraid and embarrassed for you to see me like that.

I kept wishing as I was standing there, that you would just go into the kitchen, grab a BANANA CREAM PIE and come back and hit me in the Face with it.
That's kind of the reason I put on my Black Rubber shirt, pants and the Red Vinyl jacket."
Linda said," I thought about doing that to you..
I had a feeling that's why you were putting on your Black Latex Rubber and your Red Vinyl jacket..
But I decided that I wasn't going to PIE you until you were honest with me and asked me to do it to you.
I really thought I would get you that night I had you over for dinner.
I really did have high hopes for mashing that extra large Banana Cream Pie in your Face at the dinner table.
But it all worked out in the end."

Linda asked me," The day I had you model the Purple PVC Trench Coat for me back in my bedroom.
Were you thinking about and wanting me to CREAM PIE you while you were wearing it?

I could definitely tell that you were excited and that you were really enjoying yourself modeling the PVC Raincoat for me and I was having fun and enjoying seeing you be so free and open about your Fetish with me and in front of me;
but some of that excitement was because you were thinking about something else weren't you?
Be honest John, were you imagining and fantasizing about me throwing Cream Pies in your Face and getting Pie all over the Purple PVC?"

I looked over at her and said," Linda, the day I modeled the Purple PVC Trench Coat for you.
The thought of you CREAM PIEING Me was ALL I could think about!

You and I all by ourselves, together in your bedroom for privacy, and you telling me that I could tell you anything and you wouldn't judge me...

I was so close to asking you if you would Pie me in the face with a COCONUT CREAM PIE.
I was fantasizing about multiple CREAM PIES.
But I was ashamed of my CREAM PIE desire and afraid of what you would think of me.
I also had no idea HOW to go about asking you to CREAM PIE me."

She said," If you had asked me to throw CREAM PIES in your Face that day I would have done it.
All you needed to say was,
"Linda, would you do something for me?
It sounds strange, but would you hit me in the face with some Coconut Cream Pies while I am wearing this Purple PVC Trench Coat?
It's something I have always wanted to happen to me. Do you mind?"

I would have gone to the store right then and gotten the Coconut Cream Pies, no questions asked.
I would have had fun Pieing you in your Face with the COCONUT CREAM PIES.

I would have had a million questions for you after I PIED you with the COCONUT CREAM PIES.
Your reaction would have surprised me but it wouldn't have bothered me, I would have liked it.

If I had found and watched that video tape you made of yourself, I very well may have done in real life what you fantasized about me doing in your imagination.
I certainly would have been more than happy to hit you in the Face with CREAM PIES with you dressed up in your VINYL and RUBBER outfits, if that's what you wanted me to do to you!
All you ever had to do was to ask me Sweetie!

The funny thing is, this whole entire time that you've been wanting women to CREAM PIE you, but you were too afraid to ask ME or anyone else to do it to you; I have been wanting to CREAM PIE someone in the Face, but couldn't find anyone that would let me do it to them!!

Hitting someone with a CREAM PIE has been on my bucket list since I was a young girl.
I even asked my husband once if I could throw a CREAM PIE in his Face, and he said NO.
He asked me if I was off my rocker and told me to stop being foolish.
The day you modeled the Purple PVC Trench Coat for me, I wanted to put a CREAM PIE in your FACE even before you actually put it on for me.
When I was buying it for you, I was imagining what you would look like being hit with CREAM PIES wearing it.
The thought just popped into my head while I was paying for the Raincoat at the register.

I never thought to ask you if I could throw a CREAM PIE in your FACE, because it would just be so strange and random.
I had already been made to feel foolish for wanting to throw a CREAM PIE in someone's face so I just kept my silly teenage girl fantasy to myself.
I thought I was the weird one, wanting to throw CREAM PIES!
I wonder, if I had asked you that day, if I could throw a CREAM PIE in your Face.
Would you have said Yes??!!!!

I can hear myself asking you in my head right now.
(John sweetie, I know this is going to sound strange but I was thinking you, out of all the people I know, might humor me and go along with what I am about to ask you.
Could I please throw a CREAM PIE in your FACE while you are wearing that SHINY PURPLE PVC RAINCOAT?
I have always wanted to hit someone in the face with a Cream Pie ever since I was a teenage girl.
You just look so sexy and handsome in that Purple PVC Trench Coat, I just have the biggest urge to hit you with a CREAM PIE.
Please don't think I'm crazy, but sometimes you come over here dressed up in your Sexy Fetish outfits and I just want to hit you with a PIE.)"
I told her," I don't know what I would have said or done at that time, because I was so insecure then.
I probably would have short circuited.
But if you asked me that today, you know I'd say...
(Make it five COCONUT CREAM PIES and five BANANA CREAM PIES and you got a deal!!!!)"
Linda laughed and said," You are so adorable, I love you to death.
I do want to watch that video of you wearing Black VINYL, putting your Face in a Cake and CREAM PIEING yourself, if you still have it."


Linda told me, "You know it was fantastic fun to Cream Pie you in private John and I know that this Pie in the Face Fetish of yours is sexual in it's overall nature, so I do definitely understand you and Kristi wanting and having private time behind closed doors with it.
But what I find that really excites me about the whole CREAM PIE in the Face Fetish thing is seeing you doing more Cream Pies in public...
Especially with me!!!
I rather like the idea of hitting you in the Face with CREAM PIES in front of other people, especially strangers in public, who can all enjoy and laugh at your Cream Pie humiliation.
And I have to be honest sweetheart, I LOVE the idea of embarrassing you in front of other people.
The thought of a crowd watching me throw Cream Pies in your Face and cheering me on while laughing at you, kinda turns me on."
Linda was looking at me straight-faced with her eyebrows arched, but then slowly began to smile and gave me a wink.
She said," It's just more exciting when there is an audience! Not to mention you're just incredibly cute in your Rubber and Vinyl outfits with your Face covered in Cream Pies!
It would be a shame to keep your PIE FACE behind closed doors all the time. You need to share your PIED FACE with the world sweetie!
All I have to do is make one little phone call and you're booked on the Jenny Jones show!"
She let me know that Kristi had told her all about our Cleveland adventure, and that she had some plans of her own brewing for me.
I told her to include wearing just some plain old yellow rubber dishwashing gloves in those plans.

That made her arch her eyebrows.
It was the fourth time I had brought up yellow Rubber dishwashing gloves and Linda was curious.
Arching her eyebrows was her way of asking me what was so special about yellow Rubber gloves, without asking out loud.

Her arched eyebrows made me smile and I told her," I just kind of like them. They make great noise when you lightly move them on Rubber and Vinyl, and Leather...plus I like the idea that a woman wears them to do a dirty job, but keep her hands clean.
In my case, the woman, and or, women, always stay clean.

and I am the one who gets messed up with multiple CREAM PIES.
I get turned on at the thought of a woman wearing yellow Rubber gloves holding a massive Cream Pie. her hand splayed out under the PIE tin, ready to completely Cream and destroy my Face with the massive sloppy Pie.. that gets me going..
And to be perfectly honest
I just think it's Sexy when a woman wears them.
Especially when they're a little on the big side and not too tight.

Kristi doesn't even know that they turn me on,Yet."
Linda looked at me seriously nodding her head and said, " I can definitely do Yellow RUBBER gloves for you, if that's what you want.

I'm happy that I will be the first woman to ever wear Yellow RUBBER dishwashing gloves to CREAM PIE you in your Face!

I am just a little shocked right now, thinking of all the times I washed dishes in front of you after dinner and you thought I was SEXY wearing my Yellow Rubber gloves!
I was turning you on, and I had no idea!"
She made a mock face of surprise and I gave her a double wink.
Linda continued," If only I knew then what I know about you now!

It all makes sense now, why you'd stay at the table after dinner and watch me do the dishes.
I thought you were spending time with me talking and bonding, but you really were just sitting there wearing your RUBBER and VINYL,
getting and being turned on by watching me do the dishes in my Yellow RUBBER gloves and SHINY Red PVC apron!
All those times, you were sitting there fantasizing about me suddenly picking up one of the homemade Cream Pies I made for dinner; turning around and hitting you in the Face with the CREAM PIE!
What's funny and kind of sad about that is.
You were afraid to ask me to do that to you, and you had no idea that I would have absolutely LOVED doing that to you John!
All those times at dinner when I served Cream Pie for dessert, and you were wearing Rubber and Vinyl, and I had mischievous thoughts about hitting you in the Face with the Cream Pie, you were sitting there fantasizing and wanting me to do it to you, and neither one of us had a clue what the other was thinking!!"

Linda was just like Kristi, she always knew exactly what I was thinking.
She had just nailed to the "T" what went through my head when I used to stay at the dinner table and talk to her while she did the dishes!
Linda had a great sense of humor too.
I liked her casualness about this whole situation.
I felt understood and loved.
Linda asked me,"John, do you like role-playing?"
Suddenly my inner voice was wide awake.
She knew about our Vinyl and Rubber costumes.
I knew Kristi told her mother a lot of the things that we got up to.
The only thing my girlfriend had ever hidden from her mother was my Cream Pie Fetish, just because I begged her to.
And that didn't last long anyway.
Linda knew about our role playing games.
She just wanted to hear it from me.
She wanted me to be honest with her.

I said," Linda, you already know that I do.
You've been buying our Rubber outfits for a while now.
Learning about my "PIE-SEXUALITY" has only made your daughter even more excited about role play.
If Kristi's not being my PIE DOMINATRIX and dragging me out in public to humiliate me with CREAM PIES in my Face

She's role-playing being my dominatrix when she CREAM PIES me at home.
Just in case Kristi didn't tell you and you were unaware, the Hot Pink Rubber French Maid dress for me, wasn't technically completely all her idea.
I originally wanted her to wear the outfit for me but she wouldn't do it because she hates wearing the color pink.
She turned the tables on me telling me that if I loved that outfit so much, then we should get it in my size and then I could wear it for her.
I readily said yes to that proposition because the thought of it really excited me and turned me on.

No matter who's playing what role, I'm always the one who gets the CREAM PIES in my FACE and down my pants...IF I'm wearing pants...

It would be embarrassing to admit, to anyone else but you, that sometimes Kristi likes to see me wear feminine things when we role play.

She enjoys dressing me up and seeing me in women's clothing.
Honestly, as you already know, I like doing it.
Wearing a Rubber or Vinyl dress just feels good, and I have to admit... Rubber stockings and high heels are a big turn on, not to mention thigh high boots."

Linda said," John, there's just something about seeing a masculine guy put on women's shoes and wear a dress, that does it for some women.
Especially if the dress is a Hot Pink RUBBER French Maid costume!"


Linda looked at me with her eyebrows raised.
All of a sudden the inner voice in me suddenly started to make sense and I realized what Linda had been hinting at earlier talking about Rubber Crossdressing.
I had been thinking that it was going to be Kristi who wanted me feminized for her pleasure.. I never had a thought in my head that it might be Linda.
I decided to play it cool because I didn't know where her hint was going.
I said," OK. I get the hint.
I will model the Hot Pink Rubber French Maid dress for you one day, and you can CREAM PIE me while I'm wearing it to your heart's content."
Linda said," Ooooo I like the idea of doing that to you, but want more than that John.
You are not going to have it that easy with me!
There is something else I have always wanted to do besides Cream Pieing a young man in the Face.
I have always wanted to COMPLETELY feminize a young manCompletely!
I want to make you a GIRL for a whole day!
I want to totally feminize you!
Hot Pink fake nails, fake eyelashes and make-up.
Lipstick.a wigfake breasts
I want the whole nine yards John!

I want to turn you into a PRETTY GIRL!
I want to transform you into MY own personal HOT PINK LATEX RUBBER MAID!

Corset, garders, stockings, high heelsfrilly Rubber panties...
And if you are a good enough girl for me, I may reward you with some CREAM PIES at the end of the day!!

But in order to get your CREAM PIE reward, you have to do everything I say.
You have to do anything and everything I tell you to do.

You have to act like a GIRL for me, and I mean it.
You have to REALLY get into the role and act like a Girl.

Would you do that for me John?
Would you be my personal Hot Pink Rubber French Maid for one whole day?"

I couldn't believe what Linda had just said to me.
My second sense inside me had been right all this time, but it was Linda who wanted to make me into a Rubber Sissy Slave not Kristi!!!........ but Kristi had to know something about her mother's intentions, because they always discussed everything with each other, and Linda would not have come out and asked me if she could completely transform me if she didn't clear it with Kristi first.. And Kristi had said her mother had something special to ask me about..
I had been wanting Kristi to go further with the cross-dressing stuff, but I had not come straight out and asked her.
I was willing to bet that Kristi's intuition was telling her something about me, but she was waiting for me to say something to her first..
And I was waiting for her to take the lead because I didn't want to seem like an eager beaver about being completely transformed.
So I was willing to bet she had told her mother that I liked it when she made me wear dresses when she pegged me, and that maybe I liked it a little too much. And I wasn't telling her how much I really liked it.
I knew that they had discussed it amongst themselves. And the honesty I had shared with Linda about the time she had caught me wearing Kristi's Red PVC dress and hitting myself in the Face with a Banana Cream Pie. well.. I guess mother and daughter were putting two and two together..
Linda's proposition had me turned on like crazy, but I was afraid to let her know how much I was into her idea.
So I played it cool and acted as if it wasn't a big deal.
I shook my head and rolled my eyes.
I couldn't let her know how much I was into her proposition.
After all my honesty with her, I was still keeping things from her, because this was something I did not expect.
I hid my enthusiasm.
I said," I will do it for you, because I love you, and you have done so much for me, but I won't enjoy it."
Linda just smiled at me and wiggled her shoulders, being proud and happy with herself.
She always loved getting her way.
The truth be told, I was going to enjoy every last minute of being her feminine maid.
The thought of Linda spending the whole day with me giving me all her attention and doing what she wanted to do to me, that made her happy, was an absolute complete turn on!
Linda said," Well now that's settled, we can get back to your CREAM PIE FETISH."
She took her hand and pushed my head into her shoulder and started tracing the outside of my ear gently.
I couldn't help taking a deep breath of her Vinyl Raincoat and putting my face into its Rubbery Green texture.
Linda wriggled happily on the Leather seat and grinding sounds of Leather and Vinyl made me shudder with delight.

Linda asked," John, just out of curiosity, since you told me that you put your face in a Cake for a video, and your Tic Tock waitress fantasy, would you like me or another woman to push and rub your Face into a big CREAM CAKE?"

I said," Every birthday party you have thrown for me, I have wanted you to forcefully push my Face down into the Big CREAM Birthday Cake!
My twenty-first birthday, when you brought out the huge Pink Cream Cake

I fantasized about you shoving my face in it and smearing it all over the Black Rubber suit I was wearing, and then Kristi hitting me in the Face with the three Strawberry Cream Pies you made."

Linda said," Wow! If I only knew, John.
You know on your twentieth birthday, I asked Kristi what she thought about me hitting you with a White Cream Cake and she said not to.
She was afraid you might get mad.
I was SO tempted to do it anyway when you came over wearing your Red Latex Rubber pants and jacket with a black long sleeved turtleneck shirt."
I said," I would have loved you doing that to me in that outfit.
If you're thinking about mixing cakes with pies.
I've always fantasized about being made to sit in a large Cream Cake, after my Rubber pants have been filled with Cream Pies; then my Face is pushed into another Cream Cake and when I come up for air, I get hit in the FACE with a CREAM PIE!
That scenario has always excited me."

She laughed and said," Ooooo John, doing that scenario to you excites me too!
And.. It sounds vaguely similar to the revenge plan and scenario I had for you after you Strawberry Cream Pied my daughter at that party way back when..
I really did want to put you in your place, but Kristi wouldn't let me, she was so afraid that you would get mad..
I guess we know differently now don't we.
Would you like it if I poured a 5 gallon bucket full of pudding over the top of your head?"
I told her," That would be fantastic and it would be great if you poured some of the pudding into my Rubber pants first!"


Linda said," You really seem to have a special affection for smooth, creamy confections going in your pants sweetheart.
I like the idea of putting Cream Pies and pudding in your RUBBER pants, and I'm guessing the reason you are telling me about it is because it's something that you would like me to do to you?
Am I correct John?"
I smiled and said," Linda,
whatever you want to do to me with CREAM PIES, CAKES, and PUDDING
I am more than fine with it.
Do whatever you want to do to me, I like being at the mercy of my Pie assailant, it turns me on.
I would really like to see what kind of humiliation your imagination can come up with for me, and YES, I would very much like you to put PIES and PUDDING in my pants sometime.
I love the idea of you filling my pants. And then making me go out in public with you, making me walk around with my Rubber underpants full of Cream Pie. And eventually hitting me in the Face with a Cream Pie in front of people."

She didn't laugh or smile at my answer, she seemed to contemplate what I just said and just nodded her head.
She asked me," John would you be up for being CREAM PIED by a group of women
Say, eight or ten women at the same time?"







I knew exactly what she was referring to, and I cut straight to the chase.
I said," If you are hinting to me about your book club...then absolutely YES!!
Especially if your next door neighbor, Miss Evans, will be involved.

I know she owns the Federal Bake Shop on Hixson Pike ...and she always wears a Hot Pink and Navy Blue reversible PVC Rainsuit when it rains.

I wish I had a rain suit like that...and I think she is sexy because she makes Pies and Cakes for a living!.....
It would be a fantasy come true if Miss Evans CREAM PIED me...wearing that Hot Pink PVC Rain suit!"


She replied," Well ...that certainly answers my question.
I'm glad you're enthusiastic about it. But I would definitely keep your enthusiasm for Miss Evans under your hat.

That will definitely make Kristi jealous."

I said," Trust me I know.
But Kristi knows that I look at Miss Evans, we both do.
It's because of her Hot Pink Vinyl Rainsuit.
We think she might have a Fetish for PVC.
Kristi knows that I want to wear Miss Evan's Rainsuit.
I wish I could find one for our collection.
I guess you know by now my favorite color is Hot Pink.

But I only wear it at home.
I don't dare wear it out in public.
You like seeing me CREAM PIED wearing Purple Vinyl and Rubber.

I like being CREAM PIED when I'm wearing HOT PINK Vinyl and Rubber, But....Purple is also my favorite color
When I saw that Purple Vinyl Trench Coat I just had to have it.

If there had been a Hot Pink Vinyl Trench Coat on that rack, I would have had to have it too.

I will always be grateful for you getting it for me and saving me some embarrassment.
Believe it or not, I still get really excited and worked up when I get around Vinyl Raincoats in a store.
If I'm trying a Vinyl Raincoat on and there's other women around, I get so nervousI get the shakes, I can't help it.
I hide it better now than I used to, but that nervous, excited little boy is still inside me.
I also get paranoid that women can read my thoughts. I know that's silly, but I'm always thinking in the back of my mind that the reason they are smiling, watching me trying on a Raincoat, is that they somehow know that I want to be hit in the Face with Cream Pies wearing the Vinyl Raincoat. They can read my thoughts.
I'm absolutely terrified that the saleswoman or one of the women shopping is going to randomly come up to me and hit me in the Face with a Cream Pie and humiliate me in front of everyone.. or as I am checking out at the register, the saleswoman says that I'm the 100th customer and I get a free surprise.
She brings a massive Cream Pie out from behind the counter and smashes it into my Face in front of everyone, and everyone is laughing at me.
The weird thing about all of this is.
Although the thought of that actually happening to me scares me to death
I have always really wished and wanted that to happen to me.
It's a big fantasy of mine."
Linda didn't say anything.
I could tell she was thinking about what I had said.
I could see the gears turning in her head, processing everything we had been talking about.