We'd dated for a while, and on most weekends she'd drive up to my place and I'd make dinner, open a bottle of wine (or two), and we'd end up in my bedroom and bathroom doing all sorts of wonderfully filthy things with each other.

Sometimes we'd be half out of our clothes before we even reached the bedroom. Once the door was closed, though, we were naked as quickly as possible. And, at least once, at her place we were naked in the living room before making it to her bedroom.

But, back to my place. She liked to experiment with all sorts of things: role play, new battery-powered toys, edible oils. I'd bring the volumes of massage oil, and generally just take over and take control with whatever goodie she'd brought with her.

Once, she'd made dessert of whipped cream and strawberries. Very romantic. We were naked, at her place, and as much as I was just aching to take the bowl and dump it over her head & then have her for dessert, I figured I'd be pressing my luck. So I ended up liberally covering her nipples in whipped cream, and had her for my dessert, with one hand on her very wet clit. She told me, that night and the next day, just how much she enjoyed that.

I never told her about my massive pie fetish, and she didn't ask me what my kinks and fetishes were, or might be. She was pretty frank about hers, when I asked: she liked to be dominated, taken control of. She loved to be on her knees with my cock in her mouth, especially in the shower with me. She was a self-confessed and practiced nude-freak. "Two glasses of wine, and my clothes are off and I'm ready for the camera", she said. No kidding, either. The second time we had sex, she took her little silver camera our of her bag at the side of the bed and told me to take pictures as she gave me head.

She also wanted me out of my clothes, as quickly as possible. Especially after that proverbial second glass of wine. One date, we were at a great pub. She was wearing an insanely sexy summer "boob" dress. The girls were on display, and I was distracted for most of the evening. When we got back to her place, she turned on me as soon as the door was closed and started at my buttons, belt, and zippers. Of course, I lost no time in getting her out of every piece of clothing she was wearing. (I usually did, and I never asked first!)

Also, when she told me that she wanted me to just take control, she happened to mention, "You can do anything you want. And I want you to."

Yeah, well, that was the trigger. I thought, 'Oh yeah? You ain't seen nothing yet!"

Keeping in mind that I'd never told her about pies, or slime, and I'd never shared any of my stories with her, I knew that a pie would come as a massive surprise. Risky, but I had a feeling that she'd go with it at the very least. I'd hoped she'd enjoy it.

And, she liked to 'perform'. Once, at a hotel on a weekend away, we arrived and had planned to sit by the pool, have a few, and relax. She dashed to the bathroom to "change into her two-piece", and dashed back out totally, and utterly, naked. "I can't find my swimsuit! My two piece! I have nothing to wear! You're going to make me go out naked, aren't you?", she said, dramatically. I picked up the camera, laughing, and started taking pics. She posed, in mock-shock and exasperation and wry smiles, until I finally lost my mind and jumped her.

So, I thought, what the hell. At my place, where my bedroom was connected to the master bath, I'd have the perfect opportunity to pie the hell out of her.

I didn't have enough cool whip on hand, and since I knew that she liked oils and soaps, I figured that massive barbasol shaving-cream pies would be fun. Now, how to set it up?

Well, one evening, I cooked dinner and we had a great bottle of wine. So we're loose, horny, and still in our senses. She was wearing another one of her cotton "boob" dresses, and she looked hot.

I pulled her close, and in no time was unzipping, unlatching, and unclothing her. In no time, she was wearing nothing but makeup, earrings, and a happy smile. She wasted no time in getting me down to nothing but a hardon and a fiery look in my eye.

So, off to the bedroom with a fresh glass of wine each (inhibitions, who needs them?). Awesome foreplay, and when she utters the usual "Oh my god, I'm yours, do whatever you want", I excused myself to the master bath.

I ran the water, and as quickly as I could loaded a large styro picnic plate with as much shaving cream as I could. One can in each hand, until the pie was extremely tall and wide. I added some warm water to it and mixed it in. This took longer than I'd hoped, and it raised her curiosity.

A faint knock at the door, and she asked "Hey, what are you doing in there?". I stashed the pie in one of the towel cabinets, and opened the door. I said, "Hey! Come in.", and pulled her in and closed the door. I said, "Lets continue this in the shower."

She smiled and said, "Ok.." but she knew something was up. I'd better move!

I said, "But first, I have something for you. For naughty, sexy women only."

She said, "Oh, that's me! I mean.. oh, naughty? Sexy? What do you mean?"

Aha, the role play! So she knows something is up, but hopefully has no idea what.

I opened the cabinet, took out the extremely large pie (there was so much shaving cream that the weight of it was forcing the pie to ooze over the edges), and gently pushed her against the door, so her back and ass were pressed up against it.

Before I could say anything, she said, "A pie? I don't understand, why do you have a pie?"

Oh, she was such a good role player. And one of her favorite roles was that of the confused, out-of-place woman who gets into the wrong situation and ends up completely sexually dominated and satisfied.

I said, "Only terribly naughty, filthy, sexy and naked women get the pie. And this pie is for you."

She said, "Oh, I am, I am so de-LISH-ously filthy and sexy. And oh, so, naked! Oh, I mean, me? No no, I'm so clean and boring! And what do you mean that pie is for me? You mean a pie in the face?"

I nodded, "A massive, thick pie in the face. And, probably, all over the rest of you as well, since it's so ridiculously big."

Still backed-up against the wall, and making no attempt to escape, she said, "I don't understand, a pie in the face? But, I'm so naked! I'm sure that the pie would get all over me!"

I said, "Oh, I'm sure it will. I will see to it! And, didn't you secretly wish that I'd covered all of you with the whipped cream when I covered your nipples and had you for dessert?"

She blurted, "Oh GOD yes! Um, I mean, oh, heavens, why would you do that?"

I was laughing, and that got her to laugh as well. She said, "I can see you're enjoying this, because your cock is very hard right now". She reached out and stroked me, and I knew that if I didn't plaster her in a few seconds that she's have me on the floor, my cock in her mouth and hands, pie-free and I'd be next to helpless in her intensely erotic control instead of the other way around. (She was very subby, except when she was taking control with blowjobs or handjobs. In those cases, she really got off by the control.)

I just said, "Well, that feels great, and just proves that you're a perfectly filthy girl who gets what she deserves. And do you know what that is?"

"A cock in my mouth before I'm fucked silly? OH, oh, I mean.. um.. what? What does she get?"

I waved the pie under her chin.

She said, "Oh no, a pie in the face? But, I'm so confused.. what do you mean? I don't understand."

"Well", I said, "Perhaps this will help you understand"

"Yes, please help me under-", which is all she said before I flipped the huge pie into her face, smashed it around in circles from ear to ear and all over her hair. It was thick, white, and stuck to her like crazy. Because the pie was so large, big globs of shaving cream plopped down onto her shoulders, chest, and breasts in huge white lathery globs.

She looked completely incredible, hot, sexy, just amazing. I told her so.

She still played the confused girl, "Oh, I can't see! That was such a big pie!" There was so much shaving cream left on the plate that I brought it up to her left boob and smashed it all over, completely coating her breast and nipple in cream. With my free hand, I slid my fingers lightly up and along her clit, and she immediately put her head back to the wall and said, "OH my god! Pie in the face was good, pie on my tits is better, but all of this is amazing!"

She wiped her eyes, which just meant that she could peek out from a very pie-covered face, and looked at me as I slid my fingers around her very wet clit. She said, "Oh you bastard, you just wait, I'm going to fuck you raw later tonight."

I laughed and put the plate on the counter. I turned her to the counter, and handed her a can of shaving cream and said, "Fill that plate, make a pie!"

I was still teasing her with my finger, making her shiver and make all sorts of noises at times. She just poured the lather onto the plate, not stopping until she'd made another huge pie. She said, "I don't know why I'm letting you force me to make a pie that you're just going to throw at me."

But by the time she said it, the new pie was already toweringly high and very wide. I picked it up as we looked in the mirror at each other. She said, "Oh my god, I'm so fucked."

I said, "Yes. Yes, you are!".

This time, I held the back of her head and tossed the pie (and it made a very nice noise when it hit), swirling it all over her head and hair, and then down the front of her body. This time, I made sure that she was thickly white from face and hair to her waist. She was able to open one eye, and looked at herself in the mirror.

Covered in thick globs of shaving cream, falling from her face, her hair, her tits, her arms and covering her belly, she just said, "Wow." Her nipples were sticking out, but were white lathered bumps on blob-plastered tits.

I said, "You look insanely hot wearing nothing but pie."

She said, "I feel good. Like a thick, soapy erotic embrace. And you think I look good?"

I said, "Oh, god yeah."

She peeked at me in the mirror, "Good. I'll have to wear this more often."

She turned and went down on me, shaving cream everywhere be damned. Because she was capable of the blow-job-of-the-gods, I was in ecstasy. After a while of keeping me on the edge (how she did that, I don't know), she stood up and said, "Go get the camera, I want you to take pictures of me like this".

I just said, "Next time", and I turned her around so she was facing the mirror, bent her over the counter, and started fucking her slowly, the two of us building up momentum and passion. I did the best I could to run my hands all over her lathered body, given our angle.

She came first, soon and loudly. Finally wiping her eyes, she ran her hands up and down her white-covered skin (her nipples were still sticking out!), and said, "I can't believe you did this to me. Now you need to rinse me off."

We climbed into the shower, and once we were both rinsed off (the rest of the bathroom was just trashed with shaving cream), she returned the favor. She said, "I can make you come in twenty seconds".

I said, "No, you can't."

She asked, "Is that a challenge?"

I said, "Yes, twenty seconds? That's a challenge."

She raised an eyebrow, and got to her knees, and gave me the most insane handjob/blowjob combination I could imagine. I had no idea that she knew how to do this. I don't know if it was twenty seconds, but out of nowhere she said, "Are you ready? Because now I'm going to make you explode". And she changed technique, and goddamn - she wasn't kidding. Within moments I lost it, and hard. Mega-orgasm (horny as fuck from the pie-domination I gave her and her sexy role-play, sure) just as she timed it.

Later that night, I asked her if she was expecting or had guessed a pie. "No, I had no idea", she said, "But when I saw it, I thought 'what the hell, why not?'. If you had asked me ahead of time, I'd have said I'd do it, but I liked the shock of it. Better would have been for you to tie me up and just fucking pie me. But now I'll be expecting that when you tie me up, so..."

I said, "We'll see. Now there will always be the anticipation of it, though you won't know if it's a pie, or oils, or an ice cube".

She said, "Oh, I like that! Unsure, never knowing. It could be a pie in the face, or it could be ice cream on my nipples. Hmm. But, surprise me next time. Don't give me a chance to react, or duck. I can role play after I'm pied. And as for you...."

I asked, "And as for me what?"

She said, "I'll empty three cans of shaving cream into a pie and then I'll get you. And then I'll suck your cock until you come and come and come." And with that, she went down on me again.