A few days after Kristi's mother caught me being PIESEXUAL with myself, she invited us to dinner.
Linda wanted us to wear some rubber outfits so she could take pictures and show them to her book club.
(Later on she would use me as Cream Pie entertainment for her book club)
She also requested that I wear the Purple PVC trench coat that she bought me.

I didn't think anything was out of the ordinary so I agreed to everything but wearing the Purple Vinyl trench coat to dinner.
I didn't want to wear it in front of Kristi's father and sister.
Kristi told me that I had better wear it or her mother would be disappointed and that I knew how she gets when she's disappointed.
Kristi reminded me I had already disappointed her mother enough by not letting her be a part of my Cream Pie Fetish.
I shook my head and began to get dressed.
I put on black rubber boxer shorts, my new thick black rubber jeans, and a long-sleeve collared black rubber shirt.
I finished the outfit with my patent red leather creeper shoes, red PVC beret and a black vinyl trench coat.
Kristi wore a new sleeveless knee length black rubber dress with a black vinyl motorcycle style jacket and her bright red PVC vinyl knee high boots.

We looked awesome together.
Her mother was going to have some cool pictures for her book club.
(Her all-female book club would have the time of their lives later on gleefully and mercilessly Cream Pieing me for fun on one of their girls night out nights.)
Kristi reminded me that I needed to wear the Purple PVC trench coat or her mother was going to be upset.
I selfishly blew it off.
When we got there dinner wasn't quite ready and we decided to relax in the living room.
I took off my black vinyl trench coat and red PVC beret and Kristi took off her red PVC boots.
After a while we were called to dinner.
I should have known that something was amiss when Linda sat me across from Kristi.
Normally we sit beside each other. Linda sat at the head of the table to my left.
Kristi's sister sat next to her and her father sat at the other end of the table.
After the main course Linda stood up and asked," Who wants dessert?"
As she asked that question she slid behind me and began massaging my shoulders.
She was squeezing my black rubber shirt, making it grind and squeak.
Suddenly, Kristi's bare foot was in my crotch massaging me through my rubber pants and I immediately got a massive erection.
I made (Don't do that!!!) eyes at her..
Linda stopped rubbing me for a second and I turned to see what she was doing in time to witness her picking up a huge banana cream pie from the kitchen counter behind me.

Linda put her right hand on my left shoulder, squeezing my rubber shirt again.
She was purposely trying to work me up because she knew how I felt about the sounds that Leather, Vinyl, and Rubber make; she knew those sounds turned me on.
She announced in a louder than usual voice," We're having homemade BANANA CREAM PIE... Who wants some?"

When she asked that last question she squeezed my shoulder really hard.
Kristi was masturbating me with her foot through my rubber pants underneath the table.
My shame and embarrassment were hot on my cheeks and I was trembling, completely helpless to my desire.
At that moment I knew I was in the hot seat and I had been set up.
Kristi and Linda meant to tease me and work me up until I was so hot and turned on that I wouldn't be able to resist Linda humiliating me with a BANANA CREAM PIE in my face in front of everyone!
They had planned this out together!
In the past I had fantasized about Linda hitting me in the face with a cream pie at dinner and I wished for it to happen for so long; now suddenly I was absolutely terrified that it might actually happen and I was close to panic mode.
I turned to look at Linda and I whispered under my breath while pleading with my eyes to her," Linda, I am begging you, please don't do this to me!"
She only smiled back at me and shook her head.


I was so hot and turned on, I was shaking.
My mind was racing, going a million miles a minute.
Did I want this?
YES!!!
Did I really want this?
WITH ALL MY HEART!!!
I could feel beads of sweat popping out on my forehead.
I wanted to feel Linda forcefully push and smear that Pie in my face, but I knew I wouldn't be able to control myself, and I wasn't about to have an orgasm at the kitchen table in front of Kristi's sister and father.
I wanted Linda to do it to me so badly, but I couldn't let her, not in front of Kristi's father and sister!
My voice croaked when I said," I don't want any dessert, thank you."

Linda put her arm back around me and leaned in low, putting the pie right in front of my face.
Her lips were almost touching my ear as she said," Are you sure you don't want some Banana CREAM PIE, John?"

Her breath was hot and moist in my ear and I couldn't believe my girlfriend's mother was taunting me this way.
She continued," I made this Banana CREAM PIE just for you sweetheart.
It's going to hurt my feelings if you don't want any of my BANANA CREAM PIE.
Kristi told me the other day how much you LOVE CREAM PIES!
I told her that I was going to make you a special CREAM PIE.
I asked Kristi what kind of CREAM PIE I should make for you, she told me she wasn't sure, that you pretty much liked all CREAM PIES, so I decided to make you a BANANA CREAM PIE, because I noticed that you had several BANANA CREAM PIES on your kitchen counter the other day when I came over.
I wondered to myself why anyone would have so many BANANA CREAM PIES at one time in their kitchen when it's only the two of you living there.

Would you care to explain that to me John right now?
Do you love Banana Cream Pies that much??
Well the fact that you had so many Banana Cream Pies in your kitchen that day, told me how much you must LOVE. BA-NAN-NA CREEEEAMMMM PIES!!
I wanted to make a special one for you that wasn't store bought.
I have been excited about giving you this BANANA CREAM PIE that I made especially for you all day
I've been sooo looking forward to GIVING it to you!
I've been WANTING to GIVE it to you in the WORST way.
I really want to let you HAVE it!
I want you to have ALL of it.
And I mean that you get the whole PIE to yourself.
Now I'm sad because you don't want any of my special BANANA CREEEEAMM PIIIE that I made just for you.
Are you ABSOLUTELY certain.. that you don't WANT any of MY BANANA CREEEEAMM PIE John?
I made another PIE for everyone else, so this one is all yours sweetheart, so if you want it, just say yes darling, and I'll let you HAVE ALL OF IT!
It's all yours if you want it."

She was waving the pie right in front of my face the whole time, while Kristi masturbated me with her foot under the table.

I was covered in a sheen of sweat, my heart was pounding, my mouth was dry and the lump in my throat felt like a rock.
I was trembling uncontrollably and my cock was so hard, it was painful.
I was spurting small jets of cum in my black rubber boxer shorts.
I turned to look at Linda again and she smirked at me squinting her eyes and nodding slightly.

I turned to look at Kristi and I could tell she was having the time of her life.
She made a shocked and surprised face at me before pursing her lips and blowing a kiss at me and winking her eyes.

They were both happily making me suffer.
I managed to croak out," I'm sorry to disappoint you Linda, but I am full and I don't have room for dessert tonight.
Maybe next time."
I asked to be excused.
Kristi's sister, Stacy, spoke up sounding irritated and put out and said, "For the love of Pete mother just go on and serve the PIE to the rest of us if John doest want any.
I'm hungry for dessert and I want Pie! So bring it on!
You can tease and torture John like you are going to hit him in the Face with a Pie, with the other Banana Cream Pie after the rest of us have had dessert.
Boy, you sure picked a funny time to exact revenge on him for hitting Kristi in the Face with a Pie at that party.
And anyway, I thought the plan was for you to push his Face down into a Cake first and then all of us smash six Cream Pies in his Face..
And wasn't that a long time ago, like over a year?"
Thank God, a break in the tension for me.

Linda stood up, still holding the banana cream pie very close to my face as she rubbed her right hand on the back of my latex rubber shirt.
Linda was almost touching my face with the pie.
I wanted Linda to put that banana cream pie in my face so badly I was aching.
I suddenly thought about leaning forward and putting my face into the pie while she was holding it out in front of me, hoping she would put her right hand on the back of my head and push down while she rubbed and smeared the pie in my face with her left hand.

Suddenly my chance for that fantasy was gone.
Linda moved to the other side of the table behind Kristi.
She put a hand on Kristi's shoulder and I saw my girlfriend reach up and take her mother's hand as they stared directly at me smiling and smirking.
Linda was hefting the large banana cream pie in her other hand as she mouthed the words at me.." I am going PIE you!

It's going to happen!"
She cocked one eyebrow up and gave me her stern face, and I got up and retreated to the upstairs bathroom as fast as my legs could
carry me!

I paced back and forth in the bathroom, losing my mind over what just happened at the kitchen table, and there was a light tapping at the bathroom door. The door opened slowly and Kristi came inside giggling and saying, " I hope you're not doing anything you're not supposed to be doing, at my parents house, in here."
She threw herself into me making our Rubber and Vinyl outfits grind and squeak.
She was writhing and humping on me kissing my neck and fondling my erection through my rubber pants.
I was beside myself and asked her how she could do this to me.
Kristi smiled, shook her head and said, "Honey I didn't do anything to you.
My mother planned this.
Tonight was all her idea.
I had to go along with it because my mother always gets what she wants.
And to be quite honest, I really wanted to watch my mother Pie you at the dinner table.
I knew that you were going to resist in front of my father and sister. But that still didn't stop me from making you as uncomfortable about that as I could.
If you could only see the look that was on your face being in that position.
Baby, I have to tell you I was loving it and I know that Mom knew I had my foot in your crotch. And she was allowing it. Only because she really wanted to PIE you.
Speaking of what mother wants, she wants you to put on your PURPLE PVC trench coat, go down to the kitchen, sit at the table and let her Smash and Smear the other BANANA CREAM PIE she made in your Face..
She wants to do the Jenny Jones Pie technique on you tonight.
We all ate most of the first Pie, but there is some left over.
If you want me to, I'll go down to the kitchen and get what's left of the first Pie and bring it up here and put it down the front of your Rubber underpants if that will help get you hot for being Cream Pied by my mother.
She's waiting patiently for you to come down to the kitchen, just you and me, and I brought the PURPLE PVC trench coat without you noticing when we left the apartment, it's laying on mother's bed.
Honestly, I'm all Hot and turned on to see my mother Smash and Smear a CREAM PIE your Face
Feel how Wet I am!"
She pulled up her Rubber dress and placed my hand on her vagina.
She was sopping wet.
I started to finger her and she stopped me.
She said," Not here...not at my parents' house...and not until you get a CREAM PIE in your Face from my mother.
I don't want to cum until I see my mother CREAM PIE you!
My sister is downstairs in her bedroom and she won't come back up for the rest of the night.
My father has already passed out in his lazy boy recliner in the living room and he won't wake up.
Just go down there wearing the PURPLE PVC trench coat and let her PIE you in your FACE with her BANANA CREAM PIE....and it's all over with.
She just wants to Pie you one time.
I'm going to videotape it so mom can have a memento of the occasion. After she's done, you can run back up here to the bathroom and clean up and we can go home...
Or if you prefer we can go straight home and you can wear the BANANA CREAM PIE on your FACE in the car.
It will be fun to see if you can make it up to our apartment before someone sees you.
Then we can have sex.
I want to have sex looking at your Banana CREAM PIE covered Face.
I want to play the visual of my mother CREAM PIEING you in your Face over and over again in my mind till I CUM!!!!"

I desperately wanted to do it.
I wanted to do all of it but I couldn't bring myself to.
I told Kristi that I just wasn't ready to have an orgasm in front of her mother as she cream pied my face.
Kristi said," I'm pretty sure she knows that's what's going to happen when she does it and she's okay with it. But I'll go down and tell her not tonight...but you better start preparing yourself mister because she's going to have her way one way or another."
As we left to go home I didn't want to look her mother in the eye but I did anyway.
I couldn't help but look at her.
She was washing dishes and wearing her Red PVC apron and Yellow Rubber gloves.

So many times I sat at the kitchen table and talked to her while she did the dishes just to enjoy seeing her in the Red VINYL apron and Yellow Rubber gloves.

I enjoyed the sound of her wet Rubber gloves squeaking on the plates and glassware and everytime I sat there and talked to her I fantasized about her suddenly picking up the Cream Pie from dinner, turning around and violently shoving it in my face, twisting it back and forth.
I imagined her laughing at me and telling me that she had always wanted to do that to me.

My fantasy could have been a reality right then and there
But I was just a big coward.
Linda heard me coming down the steps and as I stepped into the foyer she turned to look at me and our eyes met.
I could only give her a sheepish looking expression and shrug my shoulders.

Linda just shook her head sadly and said, "That's okay... Whenever you're ready sweetheart."
She put her dish towel down, reached for and picked up the other whole Banana Cream Pie off of the counter.
She cradled the huge Banana Cream Pie in her Yellow Rubber gloved hands and smirked at me saying, "Whenever you're ready..I'll be waiting."
That drove me absolutely crazy!
Something that Kristi didn't even know yet.
Women wearing Yellow Rubber dishwashing gloves holding Cream Pies drove me absolutely insane with desire.
I was saving that bit of information for a special occasion.
As we drove back home to our apartment I had no idea that just two weeks later I was going to finally submit and let Linda have her way with me.