Start of chapter 3. Continues from: https://umd.net/stories/i/sweet-course-chapter-2-of-3

I hope everyone enjoys this final part of Veronica's escapade in Japan. I'm completely new to writing WAM fiction. I hope everyone enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed making up these characters!

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When Ryoko started eating Veronica out in earnest, Veronica closed her eyes. She could feel the sloppiness of the pie that covered Ryoko's face and hair in her crotch. She wondered how her juices tasted to Ryoko, mixed into all the dessert.

As she got closer to climax, Veronica squirmed. Ryoko continued expertly stimulating her. Veronica's back arched. A moan escaped her cake-smeared face,

As she inched even closer, she felt a light touch on her shoulder. She opened her eyes. It was Hinata, carrying yet another pie. As Ryoko ravenously did her job down there, Hinata gestured Veronica to lift her head off the table. She did. Hinata, with a gentle smile, slowly slid the pie under Veronica's head.

For a second, Veronica hesitated.

Ryoko kept licking and sucking on her clit.

Veronica closed her eyes, and let the back of her head drop into the pie.

She heard a squish as Akiko's glamorous handiwork went into the pie. She was in pure bliss. She moaned. Her back involuntarily arched once again, her head going deeper into the pie. She shrieked. She was almost there.

In that moment, Veronica had an idea. She opened her eyes, briefly scanning for Hinata. She stood to Veronica's left, tasting pie off her own face.

"Are there any pies left?" Veronica asked in the breathy voice she could muster. She was trying her hardest not to come just yet.

Hinata nodded.

"Please... drop one..." she whimpered, "on my face as I come."

Hinata hurried away, out of her view, quickly returning with another pie. Ryoko continued slobbering in the creamy mess that her crotch must have been at this point. Veronica kept gasping.

"Now," Veronica took some shallow breaths, "I'm... coming."

She could barely speak. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, winced, and let go.

As the fireworks went off throughout her body, there was a loud *thwop* and the room went all muffled for a bit. The pie was covering her ears. Her body quivered and shuddered. The pie covered her face completely, so she couldn't see. She flailed her arms until presumably Hinata held her left hand. Veronica squeezed on it as she convulsed.

She probably orgasmed for 20 seconds straight, which felt like forever. Body still pulsing, she realized she was still holding her breath. She reached up to her face with her right hand, cleared off some pie around her nose, and took a breath. Some of the pie fell into her mouth. She tasted caramel. Slowly, she cleared off some pie around her eyes and ears.

Ryoko and Hinata were giggling. Veronica realized she was in a pie sandwich. That may have been the greatest orgasm of her life.

She raised her head slightly to look at Ryoko. It seemed like her left cheek had some pie washed off. Confused for a moment, it dawned on her.

"Did I...?" She started.

"Yes! You squirted on me!" Ryoko said, still laughing.

Veronica dropped her head back in her pie pillow, covering her face with her hands in half shame, although it was already slathered in several layers of food.

"I'm so sorry!" She said, smiling, "I didn't even realize!" She giggled

The giggling died down, and the three women stayed silent for a moment.

"Thank you," said Veronica, quietly.

"Pardon me?" Ryoko asked.

"Thank you so much for that," said Veronica, louder. "It was fabulous. Oh man!"

She lay there, head still mostly encased in pie, for at least another minute or two, thinking back to her previous sexual escapades. She'd done some kinky stuff, but nothing came close to this.

Ryoko and Hinata joined her on the table, one lay on each side of her. Veronica looked at them, left and right. Both of them gazed at the ceiling. Somehow, they still managed to look stunning. Black updos coated with white cream, faces a mosaic of flavors, breasts glistening in the warm light.

"How long have you done this?" Veronica asked, still lying down, head in pie.

"Eight months," said Hinata. "We get about ten, fifteen customers interested in our sweet course experience every month," she added, predicting Veronica's next question as she turned and opened her mouth. "I do almost all of them."

Veronica nodded slightly and turned to her right. In the silence of the room, she could hear pie faintly squelching in her hair.

"This is my third time ever!" Ryoko exclaimed, as if she couldn't wait to tell her.

"Well, you're quite good at it." Veronica replied with a big smile. She leaned over and kissed her on the lips, gobs of pie dripping onto the table and on Ryoko's face. Ryoko smiled with her eyes closed after the kiss, then sucked dessert off her own lips.

Veronica sat up and looked into one of the mirrors. She was a sight to behold. Face white with the fresh caramel pie Hinata had dropped on her during climax, cake coating the sides of her head, even more pie in the back. Her body was shiny, streaked with white, a banana slice stuck to her left boob, right above her nipple, a few more on her belly.

She slowly got off the table and walked up to the mirror. Admiring herself. Touching her body, grazing her fingers around her creamy pussy.

Her head felt heavy from all the pie she was carrying all over it. Gingerly, she touched her hair, patting the back of her French twist. She could feel the roses still pinned into it, now all wet with cream and pie filling.

She licked cream off her fingers and looked at remnants of destroyed cakes and pies all over the floor. It felt like such a waste, but at the same time turned her on so much.

She walked back to the table, stepping in some half-cakes on the way just for fun. Ryoko and Hinata still lay there, looking up at her.

"Turn over," she said to Ryoko, "get on your hands and knees."

Ryoko obeyed, still on the table.

Veronica gestured that Hinata bring over a pretty round cake that sat nearby. It was light pink with red frosting and berries on top. Hinata obliged. Veronica gestured her to place it under Ryoko's face, and she did.

Veronica spread apart Ryoko's thighs and looked at her pussy. It was streaked with cream

"I'm about to pay you back," she said to Ryoko, "and when you feel like squealing, do it into the cake."

Wordlessly, Ryoko nodded slowly.

Veronica leaned close and went to town. She tasted sweet dessert, including the caramel pie from her own face. Underneath all that, she could taste Ryoko as well. She was plenty wet.

She heared Ryoko whimper a few times. Slowly, her whimpers grew into moans. Veronica maintained her rhythm. A couple minutes in, Ryoko's body shuddered and convulsed, her moaning rising in pitch. Veronica didn't stop to look up, and just kept going.

She kept licking until she heard Ryoko scream, followed be her body immediately falling forward, and the scream getting muffled.

Veronica pulled back, satisfied and pretty turned on herself. Her hand instinctively moving to her own pussy, she saw Ryoko's bottom slathered in the pie that used to be on her own face.

She climbed off the table and stepped to the side. Ryoko lay there, butt in the air, face down in a now squished birthday cake, shuddering every few seconds. About ten seconds later, she slowly lifted her face out of the cake and looked at Veronica. Her face was coated in a nice, colorful layer. A moment later, she grinned, still panting from the orgasm.

"How was it?" Veronica asked.

"Amazing..." Ryoko said, all spent.

Veronica picked up some small cupcake sized pastries from the table, which was almost clear at this point. Gotta put them to *some* use, she'd figured.

"You look so sweet, Ryoko," she said, "let me make you even sweeter!"

She squished one of the pastries on top of Ryoko's donut bun, and two more to the sides of her head.

"So pretty!" She exclaimed, still cupping her face after squishing the dessert, and deeply kissed her on the lips, tasting the birthday cake. Everyone was silent for a beat.

Hinata punctuated the silence with a playful hop and clap. At this, all three women laughed.

"Have you even come a single time all afternoon?" Veronica asked Hinata, interrupting the moment. Without waiting for an answer, "sit down," she instructed. Hinata obeyed, and sat on the edge of the table.

Veronica looked around the table. There were exactly two pies left, coconut and strawberry cream from the looks of them. Wiping some dessert off her own eyelids, she also saw the sheet cake, completely untouched.

Veronica walked around the room, prepping. Hinata sat there with her elegant posture, her body shiny and colorful from the dessert, hair still up with the soggy flowers and hair sticks. Veronica placed the sheet cake a couple feet behind where Hinata sat. She handed the two remaining, very pretty pies to Ryoko. With Hinata still facing the other direction, Veronica quietly said to Ryoko, "when I give the signal..." she pointed at Hinata and mimed a pie sandwich around her own head. Ryoko nodded quickly with a little grin.

Veronica walked across the low table and climbed down on the other side. Hinata looked up at her and flashed a sweet smile. Veronica moved close to Hinata, got on her knees, and looked up into her eyes. Both women smelled delicious. Slowly, she leaned in and gave Hinata a sweet kiss on the lips. She moved closer and their boobs touched. Their bodies intertwined as they continued making out.

Veronica climbed on top, making Hinata lean back and lie down on the table, both ladies still passionately kissing each other all over the face, licking the dessert, and giggling. As Hinata slowly lay back, her head landed in the cake that Veronica had placed there.

"Cake pillow!" Hinata said and gave a quiet chuckle. She closed her eyes, slowly moved her head from side to side, and moaned.

As the back of Hinata's head squished into the cake, ruining her pretty hairdo even further, Veronica wordlessly started lifting the sides of the sheet cake using the cardboard base it sat on. Slowly, she folded cake from both sides, smushing it all over the sides of Hinata's face. Hinata closed her eyes, smiled and just took it in. The light yellow frosting stuck to Hinata's hair and cheeks, mixing with the mess of dessert that already covered it all.

Veronica gave her a quick peck on the lips. She then dug into the cake next to Hinata's head with her right hand, feeling around for her hair sticks. She fished both of them out. Hinata moved her head to allow Veronica to do that, but seemed confused. Veronica gave the two, ornately designed sticks, some quick licks and sucks to get all the dessert off them. Then she climbed off Hinata, leaving her in the cake pillow.

Back on the floor, on her knees, Veronica tickled Hinata's pussy using the hair sticks. Hinata let out an "ooh" followed by a giggle. Veronica continued stimulating her, slowly twisting the sticks around her labia.

Several moments passed. Veronica had inserted the hair sticks into Hinata. She raised her head to look at Hinata. Her head squirmed deep in the utterly destroyed cake, her eyes closed. A big chunk of some dessert slid down Veronica's temple and fell onto Hinata's thigh. Both women ignored it.

Meanwhile, Ryoko still waited, dripping with dessert from topknot to toenail, holding the two last pies. Veronica saw her admiring the pies, smelling one of them.

Hinata was definitely getting hot and heavy. Veronica had to make sure she didn't come prematurely. She slowed down her hair stick magic, then put them aside. Hinata opened her eyes. Veronica stretched out her arms and helped the woman get out of the cake and sit up. Miraculously, most of her hair stayed up. For a moment, Veronica wondered if it was Akiko's expertise with hairpins or if the cake was holding it up.

Without sparing another moment, Veronica spread Hinata's legs, buried her face into her pussy and continued taking her to orgasm. Hinata, now sitting up, continued to moan and gasp, louder and louder. Veronica felt her partner's body convulse once. She suddenly felt Hinata's hands press the back of her head. She took it as further motivation and continued licking and sucking. Everything tasted delightful!

A couple minutes later, she heard Hinata's gasps and moans peak. She pulled her head out from her crotch, frantically looking around for Ryoko for a few seconds, hoping it wasn't too late. Ryoko was already at the ready, right behind Hinata with the pies. Veronica couldn't be certain from this angle, but Ryoko was probably kneeling in the destroyed cake that lay on the table. The two made brief eye contact as Hinata froze for a second, body tense, mouth open, eyes squeezed tight.

Veronica gave a quick nod. Ryoko raised the two pies.

SMACK!

Cream and filling flew everywhere. Some of it even splashed Veronica in the face. Ryoko firmly held the two pies around Hinata's head, sandwiching her as she screamed in ecstasy. The filling and dairy in the pies muffled her scream a bit. Hinata convulsed in orgasm for what felt like forever. Really, it must have been like 20 seconds.

Finally, Ryoko let go. Most of the pie on the right side of Hinata's face fell with the tin, onto the table. The other tin fell first, and the pie (the strawberry one) slowly cascaded down to her shoulder. Hinata sat still for a long moment. Her head was barely recognizable under all the dessert. Veronica could see that her right eye was closed. Ryoko and Veronica stood up.

No one spoke for probably a minute.

Finally, Hinata gave a tired chuckle and opened her eyes. Gingerly, with her hands, she felt the pie around her head and on her shoulder. She didn't bother wiping any of it, just dropped backwards into the cake, and continued giggling. Both the other women joined her laughter.

"That," Hinata gasped, "was amazing!"

Veronica leaned over seductively and gave Hinata a kiss on the lips. She then stood up, crossing over to the other side of the table to join Ryoko. She picked out a big chunk of the pastry she'd smushed into Ryoko's hair bun and ate it.

"Taste that one," said Veronica, "it's great!"

"You're right!" Ryoko replied after doing so.

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When Veronica came to Japan, she had not a single clue that such an experience could be had at all. That night at 11pm, she lay awake in her hostel bed, room only lit by the gibbous moon right outside the window. She thought about Ryoko, Hinata, and what was probably among her top five most memorable experiences of all time. Truly unforgettable!

Growing up, she was always taught not to waste food. She wondered if that was what really elevated her time at the "spa". She decided that that was probably it. She couldn't remember the last time she had an experience that felt so freeing and decadent.

She felt her heart rate go up at the mere thought of it. She wondered if she'd find herself under similar circumstances again someday. She closed her eyes. Her right hand, clammy and slightly shivering, slowly found its way under her sheets and slipped into her panties.

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End of chapter 3.