"Are you ready for dessert?", she asked me. The dinner at her place was excellent, and we'd spent the entire time in conversation mixed with flirting banter.

"I am", I nodded, "A romantic dessert sounds fantastic."

She smirked, "Romantic wasn't the word I'd use, but close!"

She rose from the table, and I followed her to the counter. I asked "What word would you use, then?"

She put her hand on my arm and looked up at me, "Erotic is the word I'd use."

I smiled, and watched as she opened a box and took out a very large, tall whipped-cream pie. It was wide, and the pastry crust looked over-loaded with dense, thick whipped cream. She set the pie down on the counter-top. I picked it up, and she bit her lip and then smiled.

I smiled, and took a bit of whipped cream with my index finger and smeared it on her bottom lip. She smiled as I leaned down and kissed the cream from her lips. I said, "Would you like some pie, sexy?"

She nodded, "Oh, yes I would."

I asked, "Any preference on how you would like me to serve this pie?", running a finger over her dress from her neck to her waist, teasing like I'd smear her strategically with cream.

She smiled, and leaned into me, her breasts pressing into my chest. "In my face.", she replied matter-of-factly.

I grinned widely, and my heart jumped. I said, "Oh really?"

She nodded. "Uh huh. I'd love the whole banana cream pie, please. In my face. All at once."

She looked up at me, smiling, and bit her lip again.

I looked down at her, into her eyes. "Oh. Wow!", I laughed.

She grinned, and exhaled a breath. "So, that's a thing...", and she shrugged, looking at me hopefully.

I raised an eyebrow, smiling at her, kind of at a loss for words.

She nodded again, and mouthed the words, confirming, "Pie in the face.", and pantomimed a pie being smashed in her own face. She then ran her hands down my shirt, along my chest.

"Oh", I said, "I can do that. I'd love to do it, in fact."

She looked back up at me after staring at a shirt button for a moment, "Oh? You would? Really? Because I'd really like that."

"Mm hmm, I get that! And yes, I would. I think it's.. sensual.", I said, still grinning.

She said, "Yeahhhh.. it's my thing."

I said, "It's a great thing. I mean, who hasn't wanted to give someone a pie in the face? Besides, I was really tempted anyway as soon as I saw this pie you brought out."

"Well", she responded, "You need to give in to your temptations, mister."

I looked at the pie. Heavy in my hand. Wide pastry crust, and a truly crazy amount of whipped cream piled on top making a pie that was several inches deep. I dipped a finger into the cream, and it came out covered in soft, gooey whipped cream. She reached over and sucked my finger clean, very lasciviously and slowly. "Mmm", she said, "Oh, that is good. I had the pie made special for us tonight, and it does taste good! I can't wait to taste the rest of it."

I asked, "The rest of it? So you want the whole pie, and not just a piece?"

She nodded, and leaned into me again, wrapping her arms around me. "Oh, I want the whole pie. And like I said, I want the whole pie in my face."

I felt that thud in my heart again, and a thrill. She sucked her bottom lip and asked, "Is that good? Or is that weird?"

I reached around to the back of her dress and found the zipper. "It's good. It's very, very good.", I said.

"Mmmmmm, good!", she exclaimed.

I tugged at her zipper, "But I'm afraid that a pie in the face with a pie this size will ruin your clothes." I slowly pulled the zipper down to her waist, where the zipper stopped. "I think you should do something about that."

She said, "Yeah, it is a great, big, banana cream pie! I don't know how much banana and custard is in there, to tell you the truth, but it is a lot of whip-cream. Yeah, I think you're right, I should do something about my dress, huh?"

She pulled back a few inches, and slowly tugged her dress until it dropped to the floor. Now in her peach-colored bra and panties (lacy of course), she bent over to grab the dress and tossed it over a kitchen chair.

Standing back up, she asked "Better?"

I looked her up and down, and getting even more turned on, said, "Mmm, a little better, but you'd better keep going, I'd hate for your very sexy underwear to get ruined when this pie goes flying."

"Yeahhhh...", she replied, "You're right. So everything off you think?"

I nodded, "Hell yes. I think! Everything off."

She quickly reached behind her back to unhook the bra, and pulled it off rapidly. Now topless, she bent over to peel off her panties. Now nude, she threw the lace to the same chair. "How's that?", she grinned.

"Oh my fucking god. Stark naked, and exquisite!"

"Thank you!", she smiled, "And I am so ready to take that pie from you."

I nodded, "Oh, oh yes you are. Perfectly ready, in my opinion!"

"Glad we think alike", she said, putting her hands behind her back. "But the anticipation is killing me!"

I said, "Well, if any of this pie splashes, it's going to wreck my clothes!"

She pulled a face and nodded sagely, "Yes, yes it would! I think you'd better get out of them, then."

"Do you?", I asked.

"Oh, definitely, I do." she replied, and reached up to unbutton my shirt. Soon, she had my shirt off and was working on my belt and pants. She got my pants to the floor, and tossed my clothes to the same pile as hers, over the kitchen chair.

She ran her hands up and down my chest, and then down to grope the bulge in my black boxer-briefs. "Fuck, you are sexy! These need to come off", she said as she tugged at the elastic of my briefs. She very quickly pulled them to my feet, and I stepped out of them. She bent down and grabbed the briefs, and tossed those to the laundry pile.

On her way back up, she wrapped her mouth around my hard, smooth cock and gave me a long, very lascivious lick and suck, finishing the little tease with some slow, sensual licks. Standing up, smiling, she laughed and said "I hope you enjoyed that half as much as I did."

She pressed her body up against mine. "I did..", I exhaled, still thrilled and stunned from the sudden pleasure. She said, "Now you're as stark naked as I am. Stark. Naked." She groped my balls and cock again as she said it.

I grinned and with my free hand gently pushed her back a few inches. "Are you ready for some dessert, sexy?" I asked.

She nodded, "Oh yes, I am. I want all of the pie."

"All the pie. Oh, it will be my pleasure."

"Not as much as it will be mine!", she said.

I said, "Tell me again what you want?", and I grinned.

She threw her head back and laughed, and then said, "Oh my god! You know what I want."

"And?"

She shook her short, red hair away from her face and said, "Oh, I really want a great big whipped-cream pie in my face."

I raised the pie, ready to throw, and her eyes were locked onto it. "I'd love to give you this pie in the face. I mean, I really, really want to. So please count to three, and on three there will be an epic banana cream pie in the face."

"Oh, god yes! Ok! On three!" she took a deep breath, and grinning from ear to ear, said, "One..."

I immediately tossed the pie into her face, where it landed with a loud "Pop!", and sent a wave of whipped cream over the top of her head with a large piece of crust, wings of cream around the sides of her head and neck, and splattering over her shoulders and top of her chest. Her face was engulfed in whipped cream and pie filling and crust.

She gasped, and then exhaled, and then laughed a deep throaty laugh.

The pie was deep, and it slid around her face as I smashed it around her face from ear to ear and crown to chin. It slid around easily, leaving a thick layer of whipped cream and pie filling. Pieces of the large pie fell and dripped from her face and head, and landed in globs and splats on her breasts and bounced off her body elsewhere. A lot of cream and crust stuck to her face, obliterating her beautiful features with the contents of the big banana cream pie.

If I said she was naked and pied, it'd be an understatement.

Still laughing, she opened her eyes and grinned at me. One eye could open and peek through the whipped cream, while the other was under a large piece of crust and over an inch of cream and pie.

The pie continued to slide and fall from her face and body.

I gasped, and laughed at the incredible mess. When I could finally speak again, I said, "Oh, now that was an epic pie in the face! Oh, fuck, you look good - this is a great look for you! Naked and fucking creamed!"

She nodded, "This is great! You got me good!"

I said, "Oh, yes, yes I did!"

Smiling at me, wearing a really fantastic pie in the face, I asked "How's the pie?"

"Oh! Fucking fantastic! I love it! This is my favorite thing in the world, especially naked! God I am so wet right now. How do I look?"

"Oh, you look sexy, funny, and hot. I need to jump you, right now.". I ran my hands from her neck, over her breasts (teasing her nipples along the way), down her torso to gently feel her clit and vagina. I said, "Oh, you really are very wet! Mm, you feel good!"

She gasped, and then said, "I've been wet since I opened the pie box, sexy."

She stepped forward and wrapped her arms around me, and pressing her naked, cream-splattered body up against mine, and gave me a deep, passionate kiss. We made out for a while, hands everywhere, working each other up into a state of "fuck me now!". When we finally came up for air, she looked at me and smiled. A lot of pie had been smeared on me, and my own face was randomly creamed with pie.

She looked at me from face to hard cock and said, "Oh, fuck, you are sexy. You look good in pie, too. Very good!"

I said, "Oh do I? You'll need to give me a pie in the face, sometime, then, see how sexy you think I am then!"

She laughed, "Be careful what you wish for, I'd pie you in a heartbeat! Oh, I do want to do it.. just.. MM!", she pantomimed giving me a pie in the face.

I looked at her still totally pied, her face covered in whipped cream, her hair smeared and splashed with pie, and crust still sliding off of her here and there. "You are sexy and hot as fuck, especially pied!", I said.

She replied, "I feel sexy pied. Naked and pied in the face is my absolute fantasy. This is my dream right now."

I said, "Well, you hit the lottery, because I loved getting you with a pie. I could do this all night."

She said, "Oh so could I. Just wait until I give you a pie in the face. That's my other fantasy, I want to throw a pie."

I said, "Lottery. You win. I want to get pied."

She laughed, and exhaled, "What?"

I said, "Oh hell yes, I want you to hit me with a pie in the face. Naked? You, me, naked? Fuck yes I want a pie in the face from you."

She threw her head back, "Oh my god! You are fucking sexy! Hearing you say that really turns me on, oh my god!"

I smiled, "Back at you. I think I started to get hard when you said you wanted the pie in your face. Oh, that was hot."

She laughed, "Good!". She smeared some of the cream on my face to my lips, and said, "Fuck me, you're sexy". We kissed again.

We made out. I said, "Oh, fuck me, you're sexy!"

Between sensual, deep, erotic tongue-twisting kisses, she said, "No. Fuck me, you're sexy."

Her hand went to my cock, and mine went to her clit. Teasing each other, I said, "If you say 'fuck me' one more time, you're going to be so fucked, naked and pied."

She kissed me deeply, pressed her body against mine as I pulled her closer, and then said "Fuck. Me. Pie me, and then fuck me. Anytime you want."

I pulled her to the floor, and in the pieces of pie that had hit the floor, I pulled her on top of me. "Pie-in-the-face girl, we really need to fuck right now!", I said.

As she slid onto me and I slipped into her, she said, "Oh god, yes we do".

She sat up, riding my cock exactly as she wanted, and I teased her clit with one hand while smearing cream and pie over her breasts with the other.

It wasn't long at all before she had a massive orgasm, and had to fall onto me gasping and breathless.

... continued