Debbie does dessert
Posted: 27 Sep 2010, 10:12Debbie and Andrew were getting ready to go out for a special meal. They had a table booked at one of the top restaurants in town and it promised to be a special evening. Both of them had been tied up with busy work schedules and Andrew had even been away for a period of time meaning that they had not seen much of each other over the last couple of months.
As a special surprise for Andrew, Debbie had bought a new dress for the occasion and went upstairs to get ready – she had a long soak in the bath and then started getting ready. She wore her luxurious long hair down and made sure she took extra time over her make up, applying heavy smoky colour around her eyes and plenty of mascara before fixing on some really extravagant long false lashes. She wore a really seductive shade of red on her lips and finished off with some long dangling diamante earrings and a choker to match.
Next she put on some of her finest and sexiest underwear before climbing into her new dress – it was a very sexy little number indeed that hugged Debbie’s gorgeous curves in all the right places and showed off her amazing figure. She had been browsing on the internet one night and had seen it and fallen in love with it straight away. She simply had to have it! It was sleeveless and had a plunging neckline and a hemline that could only be described as a minidress! Debbie loved it and she was sure her Andrew would too – she had bought it while he was away and he had no idea that she had added it to her sexy clothes collection – Debbie only hoped she would get the chance to wear it at least once before Andrew ripped it from her body in a fit of passion.
All that was left to complete the outfit was footwear – and Debbie knew this would be her hardest decision – she was just about to start when Andrew called to her asking if she was ready – in her eagerness to get everything perfect she had lost track of the time and it was almost the time of their reservation at the restaurant, Debbie called back that she would not be long and that she was almost ready.
But Debbie knew that her toughest decision was ahead of her – she went to her closet and took out several pair of shoes that she thought might go with her outfit – in turn she tried them on and posed in front of her full length mirror and strutted up and down imagining the effect each would have. She tried on her black patent pumps with studs on the heels, and her white ones to match……….they looked great and showed off Debbie’s gorgeous legs a treat but something was not quite right – Debbie got out her baby pink pumps and tried them – again she looked amazing in them but again something was not right – at that Andrew called to her again – more impatient than before this time – pointing out that it was time to go and that she should hurry up,
Debbie decided that what her outfit really needed was boots! – so she returned to her closet and took out a few of her favourite pairs. She tried on some purple suede ones that a good friend had sent to her but which she had never really worn – they hugged her sweet thighs wonderfully and she almost decided there and then that they were just right – almost but not quite as she thought she wanted to have a look at how her others compared. Debbie took off the purple boots and put on a pair of cream suede thigh high boots which had laces around them – she loved these boots – and Andrew did too – he had bought them for her as a birthday present but she had never worn them out of the house – only in the bedroom and they always had the same effect on Andrew. Debbie loved posing in these boots but again decided she did not want to risk getting them stained or dirty by wearing them outside......and with what was to follow later this was to prove a wise decision!
Next Debbie pulled on a pair of blue suede boots – they too were very high heeled and came up over her knee. Again she posed in the mirror and strutted in them – she tried them with the top cuff up making them over-the-knee and with it turned down making them look a bit more respectable but no less sexy. ‘One more pair to try’ thought Debbie as she pulled on an identical pair of fuchsia pink boots….she loved these boots – she hadn’t done originally and had really liked the blue ones but since she had got both pairs the pink ones had really grown on her – the only problem with them was they were so damn bright and pink and so damn high that they were not at all subtle and drew loads of attention when she wore them – so much so that she had only worn them out a couple of times and only when she was on a wild night with her girl friends – Andrew loved them too but teased her when she wore them about how slutty they made her look – that said it was a look he liked!.
…………now she had a real dilemma – it was definitely gonna be boots but which ones. She took off one of the pink boots and put on one of the blue ones – they were an identical design and as she strutted in front of the mirror in them she did contemplate that it was a quirky and interesting look – maybe she would go out in two different colour boots and cut through some of her indecision – just as she was pondering this the door of the bedroom opened and there stood Andrew – looking decidedly hungry and decidedly annoyed – ‘C’mon Debbie - what’s takin so long?’ he asked. But when he saw the sight before him he instantly understood! There were shoes and boots all over the bedroom floor and there was Debbie in a new, gorgeous slinky dress and two different coloured boots but looking amazing. ‘Wow’ he said ‘you look stunning – are you ready?’
‘Not quite’ replied Debbie ‘I can’t decide on which boots to wear. I narrowed it down to these three but can’t choose between them’ Debbie point at the pink, blue and purple suede boots. ‘What do you think?’ she asked
‘I think we should have been at the restaurant 15 minutes ago and I am starving’ Andrew replied ‘why not put on the first ones you tried on and then we can go and eat!’
‘OK, I will be down in a minute’ replied Debbie and began taking off the pink and blue boots – but not before one last strut in front of the mirror. She was hot and she looked good!
So Debbie put back on the purple boots and headed down stairs to where Andrew was waiting. As she teetered down the stairs in her 4 inch heels she looked great – Andrew stood at the bottom torn between admiring his beautiful wife and his ever increasing hunger!
‘You know we are gonna be really late don’t you – and you know they can be a bit funny about that at Luigi‘s…….if they have given our table away then you are gonna end up a bit overdressed for McDonalds!’
Debbie and Andrew left the house to go to the restaurant.
When they returned there was clearly a tension between them. As it turned out the restaurant had kept the table for them but due to another booking later in the evening Debbie and Andrew had not had time to complete their meal and have dessert.
‘I cannot believe we missed out on dessert because we were late because you were deciding on what shoes to wear’ said Andrew ‘how can it take so long to decide on which shoes or boots to wear?’
‘OK, I am sorry’ said Debbie ‘but I wanted to make everything just right for tonight and I guess I just got carried away getting ready. Why don’t I go into the kitchen now and fix us up some desert? We can have it here at our very own table for two. You sit down and have a beer and I will fix you up the sweetest dessert you ever had’
Debbie went into the kitchen determined to make up for the fact they had not been able to finish their meal. She went to the fridge and realised that actually it was full of desserts for the big neighbourhood barbeque the weekend before – there had been so much food that none of the desserts were eaten and they had been in Debbie’s fridge all week– there were dessert pies of all descriptions – cherry pies, chocolate, plain cream pies and a whole load of additional bits and pieces – there were cans of squirty dessert cream, cartons of custard sauce, and loads of bottles of strawberry and chocolate sauce. At this point Debbie’s wicked sense of humour took over and she decided to lay out all the deserts on the kitchen work surface and then to give Andrew his choice from her extensive selection.
In the other room however Andrew was planning a surprise of his own for Debbie – he had been upstairs and got out a set of handcuffs from Debbie’s police officer fancy dress outfit and got a scarf with which to make a blindfold. When Debbie came back into the lounge he would handcuff and blindfold her and then have the most amazing sex. Debbie wasn’t a big fan of being tied up and restrained but she knew how much it turned Andrew on so every now and again they played mild bondage games.
As Debbie walked through into the lounge she had no idea what Andrew was planning. As she entered though she was suspicious – ‘OK sir, dessert is served – would you like to come with me to the kitchen and make your selection?’ she asked putting on a mock waitress voice.
‘Sure, but why don’t you come here first’ beckoned Andrew ‘I got a little something of my on for you over here’
Debbie walked over to the couch and sat down.. …….’OK, I am gonna put this blind fold on you and I want you to sit right there with your hands like this’ said Andrew, gesturing to Debbie to hold her hands as if she was going to receive a present. Debbie sat on the sofa and did as Andrew had asked – as soon as the blindfold was on Andrew quickly cuffed her hands together before she had time to protest
‘What are you doing?’ she exclaimed ‘I thought you wanted dessert’
‘Oh I do’ said Andrew ‘but it can wait until I have finished with you’
‘But I have got everything ready in the kitchen – I think at least you ought to have a look!’ suggested Debbie.
Andrew helped Debbie to her feet and led her, still blindfolded and handcuffed into the kitchen – which was no mean feet as she tottered along in her tight fitting dress and skyscraper heels. In the kitchen Andrew was greeted by the site of every available flat surface being covered with some kind of pudding ‘Wow’ he said ‘I guess you really did sort me out some desserts’
‘Well I know how pissed you were at missing out in the restaurant….I just thought I would make it up to you! You can have whatever you want it’s all got to be eaten!’
‘Maybe not’ said Andrew with a devilish tone to his voice…….
At that Debbie felt a hand on her shoulder and was turned around as Andrew pushed her down onto a kitchen chair – not just any kitchen chair though – a kitchen chair onto which he had just placed a massive cream pie.
Debbie let out an surprised shriek as she realised that she was not just sitting on the wood of the chair – it took her a couple of seconds to work out exactly what had happened, but once she realised just what was responsible for the cold wet sensation that she was feeling on her ass and thighs she blurted out – ‘what are you doing? This is a brand new dress – I thought you wanted to eat dessert not have me sit on it’
‘Oh, I think we can do better than that’ said Andrew. He took off Debbie’s blindfold to reveal himself standing in front of her holding a cream pie in a particularly menacing way………
‘Oh no, now come on’ pleaded Debbie ‘please don’t start all that messy stuff again – I thought we were gonna have a break from all that stuff – it took me ages to get all cleaned up the last time and my hair smelled like cream pies for days’
‘Well that was before I missed out on dessert tonight’ retorted Andrew
‘but come on, this is a brand new dress and if you start all that now these boots will get ruined too – and then there’s my hair and make up – please don’t ruin that – I took ages getting ready tonight so that I would look my best.’
‘oh I know you took ages’ said Andrew ‘that’s what brought us to here in the first place………say cheese............cake’ and with that Andrew threw the cream pie he was holding straight into Debbie’s face. The cream of the pie meant that it stuck to Debbie’s face until she reached up with her still bound hands and pulled it off her face and tossed it aside.
‘There we go’ said Andrew – ‘now we are having dessert’
‘I cant believe you just did that’ exclaimed Debbie ‘look at the state of me’ and indeed it was a remarkable transformation in a very short space of time – Debbie had gone from being a gorgeous strutting vision of sex on legs to a white creamy mess sitting handcuffed in her kitchen with cream pies oozing over her ass and stuck all over her face.
Andrew then picked up a further two pies and gave Debbie a classic pie sandwich splatting one on either side of her head. Again she squealed as the pies struck and the cream splodged down from her hair and onto her bare shoulders and dress. Her earrings were barely visible under all the thick white cream and her diamante choker was similarly covered.
‘Maybe we should try something a little bit different for a change’ suggested Andrew as he picked up a big jug of custard sauce
‘Oh no, no. no. no’ pleaded Debbie ‘the pies are bad enough please don’t mess me up with that’
But it was too late, Andrew was already starting to pour the custard sauce all over Debbie’s hair, forward over her face and into her ample cleavage and then continuing over her lap and onto her legs. Debbie squealed again as the cold custard sauce hit her bare legs and began to trickle forward onto her boots. She shook her legs up and down almost in a mini tantrum as an attempt to alleviate some of the disgusting feeling she had as the sauce flowed over her body. When Andrew had emptied the jug Debbie could only sit there and shake her head to try to flick off the sauce that was sliding over her hair – hair that no longer bore any resemblance to its previous appearance. Debbie threw her head back and tried to wipe her eyes and face clear – which was easier said than done with her hand still cuffed.
‘That is so disgusting’ she said almost breaking into a giggle as she did so. She was beginning to realise how ridiculous her situation was and that it was likely to get messier too. ‘I cannot believe you are doing this. Look at the state of me – my new dress is ruined and look at my boots – and they were a present too remember- argh - I wish I had got ready sooner!’
‘Well then maybe you will next time’ said Andrew as he threw another two pies into Debbie’s face and smeared them down over her chest. Large dollops of cream fell from her face and into her lap as Andrew returned with another two pies which he smeared all over Debbie’s hair completely covering anything which wasn’t already covered. Next he moved onto he shoulders covering them with pies and again smearing the remainder over her legs.
Debbie again attempted to clear her eyes to see what lay in store for her next and managed to clear them just in time to see Andrew retune with two cans of squirty cream which he proceeded to spray all over Debbie and paying special attention to her legs and boots. Next he picked up two large bottles of strawberry syrup and started moving toward Debbie – ‘oh no now c’mon’ she pleaded ‘you know that stuff is so damn sticky- I will never be able to clean that up or get it out of my hair. Please just put then down and let me go and get cleaned up. You have had your fun now, you’ve made your point – there is no need for any more.’ But Andrew wasn’t listening – he opened the bottles of sauce and began to pour them out over Debbie’s head and shoulders before working his way down to her breasts and legs. When they were empty Debbie was a sticky mess of white cream pies but with hints of yellow custard sauce and topped off with bright red streaks of strawberry syrup – Debbie thought back to how she had looked before they went out – strutting in front of her mirror in all her glory – a far cry from her current appearance.
‘Is that it then – have you quite finished?’ asked Debbie ‘or is there anything left in the cupboards you want to empty over me?’
‘Well actually.........yes’ replied Andrew returning with a huge box of breakfast cereal ‘I thought you might like some of this’ He began pouring the cereal over Debbie’s head and it began sticking to the cream pies and strawberry syrup there. When all the stickiness was covered the cereal began to flow off and over the rest of Debbie. When the box was empty there was cereal all over Debbie.
‘I cannot believe you just did that’ she exclaimed ‘look at the state I am in – how am I supposed to get this lot off me? If I had known this is what you wanted for dessert I wouldn’t have bothered getting it all out for you………you haven’t even eaten any of it’ At which point Andrew returned with a spoon and scraped a little of the mess off Debbie’s cheek and tasted it…..
‘mmmmmm’ he mused ‘nice, even if I have had to wait a while to get it’
At that Andrew produced the key for the handcuffs and undid them. Debbie was finally able to properly clear the mess away from her face and try to scrape some off her hair and body, although, in truth there was so much off it that she made little impression on it. She slowly and gingerly began to stand up, leading to a big pile of mess which had gathered in her lap sliding forward and over her legs and boots. ……boots which it was increasingly hard to see under all the mess and slime. Debbie took a couple of very tiny steps and again pondered how it could be that she had ended up so damn messy having started the evening looking so hot! As she tried to move this feeling was only reinforced as she realised that she was totally covered in mess like never before and that every little moment was harder and led to the mess moving or sliding down her body. Wrapped up in her own predicament it was only now that Debbie realised that Andrew had also been recording the whole messy experience on his camcorder and was now standing laughing at the sorry state that stood in front of him. It was without a doubt the messiest Debbie had ever gotten – sure she had done wet and messy sets and pie stuff before but always on her terms and had never ended up looking like she did now. She knew she would look back on it and laugh and that the clip would make very funny viewing.....but right at that moment all she could think of was how messy she was and how hard it was going to be to get cleaned up.
Her clothes were ruined, her boots were trashed and she herself was a big sticky mass – at least Andrew had had some fun though and she could tell how turned on the whole event had made him – and she knew that meant one thing for her – a night of amazing sex and that would make it all worth it – what she hadn’t realised was that it was about to start right now as Andrew suggested she give him a very messy blow job – given that she could barely see and that she herself did not feel in any way sexy at that point in time Debbie wasn’t sure at first – but after Andrew had persuaded her then she duly obliged and found that actually she too was turned on by the experience. Andrew duly obliged by not adding to her messiness but instead turned her around and took her from behind leading to both of them experiencing amazing orgasms. Debbie then collapsed onto the floor in a big pile of messiness and pretended to play in the muckiness before undressing and gingerly making her way into the bathroom to get cleaned up. What a night it had been!
As a special surprise for Andrew, Debbie had bought a new dress for the occasion and went upstairs to get ready – she had a long soak in the bath and then started getting ready. She wore her luxurious long hair down and made sure she took extra time over her make up, applying heavy smoky colour around her eyes and plenty of mascara before fixing on some really extravagant long false lashes. She wore a really seductive shade of red on her lips and finished off with some long dangling diamante earrings and a choker to match.
Next she put on some of her finest and sexiest underwear before climbing into her new dress – it was a very sexy little number indeed that hugged Debbie’s gorgeous curves in all the right places and showed off her amazing figure. She had been browsing on the internet one night and had seen it and fallen in love with it straight away. She simply had to have it! It was sleeveless and had a plunging neckline and a hemline that could only be described as a minidress! Debbie loved it and she was sure her Andrew would too – she had bought it while he was away and he had no idea that she had added it to her sexy clothes collection – Debbie only hoped she would get the chance to wear it at least once before Andrew ripped it from her body in a fit of passion.
All that was left to complete the outfit was footwear – and Debbie knew this would be her hardest decision – she was just about to start when Andrew called to her asking if she was ready – in her eagerness to get everything perfect she had lost track of the time and it was almost the time of their reservation at the restaurant, Debbie called back that she would not be long and that she was almost ready.
But Debbie knew that her toughest decision was ahead of her – she went to her closet and took out several pair of shoes that she thought might go with her outfit – in turn she tried them on and posed in front of her full length mirror and strutted up and down imagining the effect each would have. She tried on her black patent pumps with studs on the heels, and her white ones to match……….they looked great and showed off Debbie’s gorgeous legs a treat but something was not quite right – Debbie got out her baby pink pumps and tried them – again she looked amazing in them but again something was not right – at that Andrew called to her again – more impatient than before this time – pointing out that it was time to go and that she should hurry up,
Debbie decided that what her outfit really needed was boots! – so she returned to her closet and took out a few of her favourite pairs. She tried on some purple suede ones that a good friend had sent to her but which she had never really worn – they hugged her sweet thighs wonderfully and she almost decided there and then that they were just right – almost but not quite as she thought she wanted to have a look at how her others compared. Debbie took off the purple boots and put on a pair of cream suede thigh high boots which had laces around them – she loved these boots – and Andrew did too – he had bought them for her as a birthday present but she had never worn them out of the house – only in the bedroom and they always had the same effect on Andrew. Debbie loved posing in these boots but again decided she did not want to risk getting them stained or dirty by wearing them outside......and with what was to follow later this was to prove a wise decision!
Next Debbie pulled on a pair of blue suede boots – they too were very high heeled and came up over her knee. Again she posed in the mirror and strutted in them – she tried them with the top cuff up making them over-the-knee and with it turned down making them look a bit more respectable but no less sexy. ‘One more pair to try’ thought Debbie as she pulled on an identical pair of fuchsia pink boots….she loved these boots – she hadn’t done originally and had really liked the blue ones but since she had got both pairs the pink ones had really grown on her – the only problem with them was they were so damn bright and pink and so damn high that they were not at all subtle and drew loads of attention when she wore them – so much so that she had only worn them out a couple of times and only when she was on a wild night with her girl friends – Andrew loved them too but teased her when she wore them about how slutty they made her look – that said it was a look he liked!.
…………now she had a real dilemma – it was definitely gonna be boots but which ones. She took off one of the pink boots and put on one of the blue ones – they were an identical design and as she strutted in front of the mirror in them she did contemplate that it was a quirky and interesting look – maybe she would go out in two different colour boots and cut through some of her indecision – just as she was pondering this the door of the bedroom opened and there stood Andrew – looking decidedly hungry and decidedly annoyed – ‘C’mon Debbie - what’s takin so long?’ he asked. But when he saw the sight before him he instantly understood! There were shoes and boots all over the bedroom floor and there was Debbie in a new, gorgeous slinky dress and two different coloured boots but looking amazing. ‘Wow’ he said ‘you look stunning – are you ready?’
‘Not quite’ replied Debbie ‘I can’t decide on which boots to wear. I narrowed it down to these three but can’t choose between them’ Debbie point at the pink, blue and purple suede boots. ‘What do you think?’ she asked
‘I think we should have been at the restaurant 15 minutes ago and I am starving’ Andrew replied ‘why not put on the first ones you tried on and then we can go and eat!’
‘OK, I will be down in a minute’ replied Debbie and began taking off the pink and blue boots – but not before one last strut in front of the mirror. She was hot and she looked good!
So Debbie put back on the purple boots and headed down stairs to where Andrew was waiting. As she teetered down the stairs in her 4 inch heels she looked great – Andrew stood at the bottom torn between admiring his beautiful wife and his ever increasing hunger!
‘You know we are gonna be really late don’t you – and you know they can be a bit funny about that at Luigi‘s…….if they have given our table away then you are gonna end up a bit overdressed for McDonalds!’
Debbie and Andrew left the house to go to the restaurant.
When they returned there was clearly a tension between them. As it turned out the restaurant had kept the table for them but due to another booking later in the evening Debbie and Andrew had not had time to complete their meal and have dessert.
‘I cannot believe we missed out on dessert because we were late because you were deciding on what shoes to wear’ said Andrew ‘how can it take so long to decide on which shoes or boots to wear?’
‘OK, I am sorry’ said Debbie ‘but I wanted to make everything just right for tonight and I guess I just got carried away getting ready. Why don’t I go into the kitchen now and fix us up some desert? We can have it here at our very own table for two. You sit down and have a beer and I will fix you up the sweetest dessert you ever had’
Debbie went into the kitchen determined to make up for the fact they had not been able to finish their meal. She went to the fridge and realised that actually it was full of desserts for the big neighbourhood barbeque the weekend before – there had been so much food that none of the desserts were eaten and they had been in Debbie’s fridge all week– there were dessert pies of all descriptions – cherry pies, chocolate, plain cream pies and a whole load of additional bits and pieces – there were cans of squirty dessert cream, cartons of custard sauce, and loads of bottles of strawberry and chocolate sauce. At this point Debbie’s wicked sense of humour took over and she decided to lay out all the deserts on the kitchen work surface and then to give Andrew his choice from her extensive selection.
In the other room however Andrew was planning a surprise of his own for Debbie – he had been upstairs and got out a set of handcuffs from Debbie’s police officer fancy dress outfit and got a scarf with which to make a blindfold. When Debbie came back into the lounge he would handcuff and blindfold her and then have the most amazing sex. Debbie wasn’t a big fan of being tied up and restrained but she knew how much it turned Andrew on so every now and again they played mild bondage games.
As Debbie walked through into the lounge she had no idea what Andrew was planning. As she entered though she was suspicious – ‘OK sir, dessert is served – would you like to come with me to the kitchen and make your selection?’ she asked putting on a mock waitress voice.
‘Sure, but why don’t you come here first’ beckoned Andrew ‘I got a little something of my on for you over here’
Debbie walked over to the couch and sat down.. …….’OK, I am gonna put this blind fold on you and I want you to sit right there with your hands like this’ said Andrew, gesturing to Debbie to hold her hands as if she was going to receive a present. Debbie sat on the sofa and did as Andrew had asked – as soon as the blindfold was on Andrew quickly cuffed her hands together before she had time to protest
‘What are you doing?’ she exclaimed ‘I thought you wanted dessert’
‘Oh I do’ said Andrew ‘but it can wait until I have finished with you’
‘But I have got everything ready in the kitchen – I think at least you ought to have a look!’ suggested Debbie.
Andrew helped Debbie to her feet and led her, still blindfolded and handcuffed into the kitchen – which was no mean feet as she tottered along in her tight fitting dress and skyscraper heels. In the kitchen Andrew was greeted by the site of every available flat surface being covered with some kind of pudding ‘Wow’ he said ‘I guess you really did sort me out some desserts’
‘Well I know how pissed you were at missing out in the restaurant….I just thought I would make it up to you! You can have whatever you want it’s all got to be eaten!’
‘Maybe not’ said Andrew with a devilish tone to his voice…….
At that Debbie felt a hand on her shoulder and was turned around as Andrew pushed her down onto a kitchen chair – not just any kitchen chair though – a kitchen chair onto which he had just placed a massive cream pie.
Debbie let out an surprised shriek as she realised that she was not just sitting on the wood of the chair – it took her a couple of seconds to work out exactly what had happened, but once she realised just what was responsible for the cold wet sensation that she was feeling on her ass and thighs she blurted out – ‘what are you doing? This is a brand new dress – I thought you wanted to eat dessert not have me sit on it’
‘Oh, I think we can do better than that’ said Andrew. He took off Debbie’s blindfold to reveal himself standing in front of her holding a cream pie in a particularly menacing way………
‘Oh no, now come on’ pleaded Debbie ‘please don’t start all that messy stuff again – I thought we were gonna have a break from all that stuff – it took me ages to get all cleaned up the last time and my hair smelled like cream pies for days’
‘Well that was before I missed out on dessert tonight’ retorted Andrew
‘but come on, this is a brand new dress and if you start all that now these boots will get ruined too – and then there’s my hair and make up – please don’t ruin that – I took ages getting ready tonight so that I would look my best.’
‘oh I know you took ages’ said Andrew ‘that’s what brought us to here in the first place………say cheese............cake’ and with that Andrew threw the cream pie he was holding straight into Debbie’s face. The cream of the pie meant that it stuck to Debbie’s face until she reached up with her still bound hands and pulled it off her face and tossed it aside.
‘There we go’ said Andrew – ‘now we are having dessert’
‘I cant believe you just did that’ exclaimed Debbie ‘look at the state of me’ and indeed it was a remarkable transformation in a very short space of time – Debbie had gone from being a gorgeous strutting vision of sex on legs to a white creamy mess sitting handcuffed in her kitchen with cream pies oozing over her ass and stuck all over her face.
Andrew then picked up a further two pies and gave Debbie a classic pie sandwich splatting one on either side of her head. Again she squealed as the pies struck and the cream splodged down from her hair and onto her bare shoulders and dress. Her earrings were barely visible under all the thick white cream and her diamante choker was similarly covered.
‘Maybe we should try something a little bit different for a change’ suggested Andrew as he picked up a big jug of custard sauce
‘Oh no, no. no. no’ pleaded Debbie ‘the pies are bad enough please don’t mess me up with that’
But it was too late, Andrew was already starting to pour the custard sauce all over Debbie’s hair, forward over her face and into her ample cleavage and then continuing over her lap and onto her legs. Debbie squealed again as the cold custard sauce hit her bare legs and began to trickle forward onto her boots. She shook her legs up and down almost in a mini tantrum as an attempt to alleviate some of the disgusting feeling she had as the sauce flowed over her body. When Andrew had emptied the jug Debbie could only sit there and shake her head to try to flick off the sauce that was sliding over her hair – hair that no longer bore any resemblance to its previous appearance. Debbie threw her head back and tried to wipe her eyes and face clear – which was easier said than done with her hand still cuffed.
‘That is so disgusting’ she said almost breaking into a giggle as she did so. She was beginning to realise how ridiculous her situation was and that it was likely to get messier too. ‘I cannot believe you are doing this. Look at the state of me – my new dress is ruined and look at my boots – and they were a present too remember- argh - I wish I had got ready sooner!’
‘Well then maybe you will next time’ said Andrew as he threw another two pies into Debbie’s face and smeared them down over her chest. Large dollops of cream fell from her face and into her lap as Andrew returned with another two pies which he smeared all over Debbie’s hair completely covering anything which wasn’t already covered. Next he moved onto he shoulders covering them with pies and again smearing the remainder over her legs.
Debbie again attempted to clear her eyes to see what lay in store for her next and managed to clear them just in time to see Andrew retune with two cans of squirty cream which he proceeded to spray all over Debbie and paying special attention to her legs and boots. Next he picked up two large bottles of strawberry syrup and started moving toward Debbie – ‘oh no now c’mon’ she pleaded ‘you know that stuff is so damn sticky- I will never be able to clean that up or get it out of my hair. Please just put then down and let me go and get cleaned up. You have had your fun now, you’ve made your point – there is no need for any more.’ But Andrew wasn’t listening – he opened the bottles of sauce and began to pour them out over Debbie’s head and shoulders before working his way down to her breasts and legs. When they were empty Debbie was a sticky mess of white cream pies but with hints of yellow custard sauce and topped off with bright red streaks of strawberry syrup – Debbie thought back to how she had looked before they went out – strutting in front of her mirror in all her glory – a far cry from her current appearance.
‘Is that it then – have you quite finished?’ asked Debbie ‘or is there anything left in the cupboards you want to empty over me?’
‘Well actually.........yes’ replied Andrew returning with a huge box of breakfast cereal ‘I thought you might like some of this’ He began pouring the cereal over Debbie’s head and it began sticking to the cream pies and strawberry syrup there. When all the stickiness was covered the cereal began to flow off and over the rest of Debbie. When the box was empty there was cereal all over Debbie.
‘I cannot believe you just did that’ she exclaimed ‘look at the state I am in – how am I supposed to get this lot off me? If I had known this is what you wanted for dessert I wouldn’t have bothered getting it all out for you………you haven’t even eaten any of it’ At which point Andrew returned with a spoon and scraped a little of the mess off Debbie’s cheek and tasted it…..
‘mmmmmm’ he mused ‘nice, even if I have had to wait a while to get it’
At that Andrew produced the key for the handcuffs and undid them. Debbie was finally able to properly clear the mess away from her face and try to scrape some off her hair and body, although, in truth there was so much off it that she made little impression on it. She slowly and gingerly began to stand up, leading to a big pile of mess which had gathered in her lap sliding forward and over her legs and boots. ……boots which it was increasingly hard to see under all the mess and slime. Debbie took a couple of very tiny steps and again pondered how it could be that she had ended up so damn messy having started the evening looking so hot! As she tried to move this feeling was only reinforced as she realised that she was totally covered in mess like never before and that every little moment was harder and led to the mess moving or sliding down her body. Wrapped up in her own predicament it was only now that Debbie realised that Andrew had also been recording the whole messy experience on his camcorder and was now standing laughing at the sorry state that stood in front of him. It was without a doubt the messiest Debbie had ever gotten – sure she had done wet and messy sets and pie stuff before but always on her terms and had never ended up looking like she did now. She knew she would look back on it and laugh and that the clip would make very funny viewing.....but right at that moment all she could think of was how messy she was and how hard it was going to be to get cleaned up.
Her clothes were ruined, her boots were trashed and she herself was a big sticky mass – at least Andrew had had some fun though and she could tell how turned on the whole event had made him – and she knew that meant one thing for her – a night of amazing sex and that would make it all worth it – what she hadn’t realised was that it was about to start right now as Andrew suggested she give him a very messy blow job – given that she could barely see and that she herself did not feel in any way sexy at that point in time Debbie wasn’t sure at first – but after Andrew had persuaded her then she duly obliged and found that actually she too was turned on by the experience. Andrew duly obliged by not adding to her messiness but instead turned her around and took her from behind leading to both of them experiencing amazing orgasms. Debbie then collapsed onto the floor in a big pile of messiness and pretended to play in the muckiness before undressing and gingerly making her way into the bathroom to get cleaned up. What a night it had been!
Anymore in the series?