Homemade Pie

Homemade Pie Homemade Pie

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

A story for my good friend, Moon. She wants to share her pie; actually she needs to share her pie and thankfully it was her lucky day.

Summary

A story for my good friend, Moon. She wants to share her pie; actually she needs to share her pie and thankfully it was her lucky day.

Content

Submitted: December 28, 2015

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Submitted: December 28, 2015

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Moon glanced over at her husband and felt a momentary pang of guilt, but then announced she was leaving and headed for the garage.  She thought back to the Craig’s List advertisement that had caught her attention a few days ago and smiled.  She looked through the personals mostly for a laugh, but this one she read over and over again trying to decide if it meant what she thought.  “I absolutely love pie; all kinds of pie, in fact.  Contact me if you have pie that you want to share.” 

She reasoned that the guy might just be looking to purchase actual pie, but instinctively she knew that this person, actually it could be a woman she supposed, was looking to find women that weren’t being orally pleasured by their significant other.  Unfortunately, Moon fell into that category and just the idea of it thrilled her.  She couldn’t remember the last time that she’d experienced the delicious shiver caused by a tongue sliding through her pie and it didn’t take long for her to rationalize that if her husband wasn’t going to take care of her, she’d find someone that would.  The thought that she might get paid in the process made it even more exhilarating. 

Her fingers had shaken as she typed an email to the originator of the advertising, “Hello, I saw your ad and I think my pie is delicious and could be shared with the right person…..for a price, of course.” 

It was absolute torture waiting for a response, but when it came in an hour later, she felt her neglected pie throb in anticipation, “Thank you so much for your response as it made my day.  If I may, I have a couple questions, 1) Is your pie fresh?  2) Is your pie moist? 3) Is your pie sweet as honey? 4) When was the last time you shared your pie?”

She giggled, but she also was incredibly aroused.  She slipped her hand inside her pants and down inside her thong and smiled at how wet she was already.  She gasped as she slid two fingers in and then brought them to her mouth and tasted her honey.  She smiled again as she typed, “Hell Yes to the first three questions and way too damn long ago on question 4.” 

He responded immediately this time, “Oh, I can’t wait to get my first taste of your pie.” He then gave her a hotel name and room number and a time and finished his email with, “I will gladly pay you $1,000 to enjoy your pie, but I believe you’ll want to pay me before I’m done with your pie.” 

As she read his email she realized she was fingering herself again and was rapidly getting close to an orgasm from just the thought of a knowing tongue and mouth on her pussy.  Her arousal spiked when he sent pictures of acceptable clothes to wear for their meeting.  From the numerous images, she was expected to wear a skirt or dress and definitely stockings with a garter belt.  The thought of her long legs clad in black stockings as this complete stranger tongued her pussy pushed her over the edge and she came with a rush.

Back in the present, she focused on the drive because her mind was racing with filthy thoughts and her body was responding with growing anticipation.  She’d worn a wrap dress and the stockings and nothing else.  She’d worked hard on her body and she intended that he, or she, would get to enjoy her efforts.  Her nipples were caressed by the cool silk of the dress and as she drove, she slid the dress over the nylon stockings and enjoyed the feel of the two fabrics moving against each other.  She wondered if she was crazy for meeting this complete stranger, but the idea thrilled her and she just had to see this through. 

Knocking on the hotel door twenty minutes later, her heart pounded and her clit throbbed.  A deep voice told her to come in and she walked into a mostly dark room. The bed was bare except for several pillows and sumptuous looking silk sheets.  She noticed the man in the corner and in the dim light saw he was tall and was wearing a phantom of the opera style mask that only covered the upper part of his face so his mouth would be completely free.  For some reason she didn’t worry that he was deformed or that he was wearing the mask for sinister purposes; it simply turned her on even more. 

In a deep voice he whispered, “You’re more beautiful than I could have hoped; please take off your dress so I can see your pie.” 

As she turned, she saw a stack of $100’s sitting on the dresser and her pussy pulsed in time with the soft music she just now realized was playing.  She undid the wrap dress and shyly stood there with it open; unable to completely remove it.  She felt him moving before she saw him and she was strangely calm and his warm hands were on her open dress and sliding it off her shoulders and down as he whispered, “You should never be shy of showing your body….it’s amazing.” 

A second later he was guiding her down to the bed and as she took a long and lingering look at the bulge in his pants right in front of her, he wrapped a silk scarf around her eyes; obscuring her sight completely.  He tenderly guided her up the bed and then he was easily lifting her butt and putting one of the pillows under her.  She could feel his warm breath on her inner thighs and she instinctively thrust up to try and initiate contact and her skin burned when he chuckled before saying, “Mmmmmm, I had a feeling you were going to be a tigress; I see you’re already soaking wet and you need it bad, don’t you?” 

She gasped, “Fuck yes” and then she felt the cold mask touching her belly as his tongue slid down her wet pussy.  His tongue made a slow and meandering journey down and then up; just missing her clit and her fingers grabbed at the sheets in response.  She knew he’d avoided her clit on purpose and somehow she knew that he was going to give her so much pleasure she might black out as a result.  He continued this teasing journey with his tongue until she couldn’t help herself and she groaned, “Please”. 

He chuckled again and without warning, he thrust two fingers into her pussy as his mouth latched onto her clit.  It was so unexpected and so well timed that her fingers tore into his hair and she humped his face as wave after wave of pleasure ripped through her.  She felt completely disoriented for a second until she realized that he was rolling her over and she planted her sweet pussy on his face and rode him like a rodeo cowboy riding a wild bronco.  She was liberated and every fiber of her body was singing with delight.  When she finally fell to the side gasping for breath, her clit was a throbbing wreck; sore beyond belief as was her pussy from the pummeling of his fingers. 

When she finally looked at him, he was still wearing the mask, but he had the sexiest smile on his face showing that he’d derived as much pleasure from the experience as she had.  He turned and whispered, “You can take the $1,000 and leave now, my sexy wild animal……or if you want, I would love to unleash your inner beast again and fuck you until neither of us can walk.” 

It sounded too good to be true and for just a moment she thought that she shouldn’t go that far, but she knew she couldn’t pass up the experience because if it was half as good as the multiple orgasms he’d just given her, she’d be in heaven. 

She pushed herself up on one elbow and purred, “I don’t need the money; fuck me, fuck me now.” 

His grin deepened and she smiled as well and his strength was amazing as he picked her up and turned her so she could face the mirror as he fucked her.Moments later, he had a condom on and as his powerful body dwarfed hers, he slowly slid his cock up and down her pussy lips.  The time for teasing was long over and she simply grabbed his cock, adjusted herself and then slammed back into him; taking most of his length into her eager pussy. 

And with her setting the tone, he accepted the challenge and began fucking her like he was trying to throw her off the bed.  He was thrilled by the reflection in the mirror as her beautiful tits swayed with each thrust and her face contorted with the pleasure and pain of his cock reaching new places in her pussy.  She loved a good fucking and this one was epic; the sounds of her wetness made her hot as did his filthy comments.  Telling her that her pussy was perfect; that it fit his cock like a glove and her husband’s puny dick would never feel the sides of her pussy again after he was done with her .  She had a distant thought of ‘how does he know I’m married’ but then he was tenderly fingering her ass and she felt another orgasm approaching. 

She looked into the mirror and purred, “Is that all you got?!” and he leaned over her, yanked her up by the hair and kissed her so hard it knocked his mask off.  The kiss was one of the most passionate ones she’d ever experienced and it only stopped when she had to squeal as his fingers were pulling on her nipples and it felt ridiculously good.  She fell forward again; saving her nipples from the assault and she looked back in the mirror so he could see her face when she came. 

As her eyes tried to focus on him, her orgasm hit her like a runaway train as she recognized the man pounding her.  As her vision swam and then started going dark, she moaned, “Paul!” and fell forward.  He thrust a few more times and she could feel his cock spasm again and again as he filled the condom with his spend. 

She probably would have passed out if she hadn’t seen his face, but she quickly rolled over on top of him and said, “What the fuck is going on?!” 

One of her husband’s best friends was smiling up at her as he sarcastically said, “You don’t know what we just did?  I guess your hubby really is a shitty fuck.” 

He took a deep breath as she was glaring at him and he said, “We were drinking a couple weeks ago and I was telling him how much I love eating pussy and he told me I was gross.  I told him he was nuts and that I bet you have a sweet pussy and he better take care of it or someone else will.” 

Moon looked at him like the entire thing wasn’t happening and then Paul continued, “He said that would be fine by me and that a pussy was only good for fucking and that’s what he was going to keep doing”.  So, I know you read the personals a lot so I came up with that ad that I thought would catch your eye and when you signed that second email as Moon I knew it was you and I couldn’t wait.  You don’t regret it, do you?  That was the single best sexual experience of my life, baby.” 

Moon sighed and said, “The only regret I have is that we haven’t done this before now.” 

They both laughed and wondered if they’d get to enjoy another night like this one again. 

 

 


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