Cream Pie Fetish

A Delicious New Fetish

 

The studio loft office complex sits downtown, and I love these spaces. It’s easy to get to, has ample parking, and the lighting in every studio is amazing. Walking through the brightly painted halls, I was looking for 303. This was a new client who called me for a cream pie fetish viedo shoot. Honestly it kind of freaked me out but I only asked a few questions since he offered double my usual hourly rate. The only thing he did confirm was that it did not involve any of my limits.

I found the door and walked in. Unlike the other studios, there was no decor—none, zip, zilch, zero. It was all white with a giant plastic tarp on the floor. A queen-sized bed, two large studio lights, and a video camera were displayed. Oh, a 6×6 table with six cream pies. Paul came out of the office and greeted me with a handshake.

“Lovely to meet you, Vivian, WOW. You are stunning; your pictures do not do you justice.” I smiled and thanked him before my eyes went right back to the table of pies. He followed my gaze. “Not to worry he said, these are real banana cream pies, do you know men have real  a cream pie fetish?”. I laughed and said, “Well, that is good to know Paul, now what are we doing with them?”  “We are going to use these cream pies and smother your face and  those delicious huge tits of yours.”

Cream Pie Fetish Takes On A New Meaning

” Take off everything please,” he instructed.  I stripped down to my heels, and he positioned me on the bed. “So in case you are wondering, I run a cream pie fetish website where men love to see beautiful women covered in cream pies.” I almost laughed but held it to a smile. This was a new fetish to me, but hey, who am I to judge? Being a cougar on the prowl and fucking men more than half my age might seem crazy to others.

Paul positioned me on the bed and first began taking still pictures of me. He had me push my huge breasts together, pinch my nipples, lay on my back on my toes, lifting my ass up off the bed. It was then that he started recording and gave me a stern command “I want you to take it in your hands and push it into your face. I will continue to tell you what to do as I record. Any questions?” I shook my head no and followed his very detailed directions. Maybe this cream pie fetish would turn me on.

Cream Pie My Face.

The pie was very cold as I pressed it into my face and hard. I listened very closely as he gave me direct instructions on how to move forward with the cold creamy pie. I was too leave the initial smash on my face, blink to open my big blue eyes, stare directly into the camera, and then seductively smear the fluffy white cream all over my 36 DDD Busty MILF boobs, never breaking my gaze with the camera. “Let me see that beautiful pink lounge lick your lips and open your mouth as if you are begging for my cock.” I followed his directions perfectly, adding in some light moans and panting. I could see his cock getting hard in his pants and that was all I needed to know that I was delivering.

Give Me The Real Thing.

Before I could think twice I whispered “Paul take out that cock and let me give cream pie fetish a whole new meaning.” Paul did not need to be asked twice. He pointed the camera directly at me and dropped his pants pulling out a very thick 7-inch cock. My face and tits were covered in whipped cream and he slid his meaty member right into my open mouth.

I kept my hands at my side and he pumped it in and out of my mouth, on the sixth pump he pulled it out and began to cum all over my face. It was impossible to see which cream was which but I kept my mouth wide open catching what I could. I then made a very deliberate and sexy motion with two of my fingers dragging them over my mouth and face and sucking them clean with my tongue. I wanted to make this cream pie fetish shoot one he would always remember. The look on his face was all I needed to know that I nailed it.

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