Emily was in deep trouble. She couldn't afford her rent, and her landlord, Amy, was at her doorstep, demanding payment. Emily had always found Amy intimidating, with her dark hair, tall stature, and dominating presence. But now, she was desperate.
"Please, Amy, I'll do anything to pay my rent. There must be something I can do," Emily pleaded, her voice trembling.
Amy raised an eyebrow, a sly smile playing on her lips. "Well, there is something you can do," she said, her voice low and sultry. "I'll let you stay if you let me do this."
With that, Amy gestured to the living room, where several big, creamy custard pies were set up on the table. Emily's eyes widened in surprise, but she was too desperate to refuse.
"Okay, I'll do it," Emily said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Amy approached Emily, a wicked gleam in her eyes. She picked up a pie and pushed it into Emily's face, the cream splattering everywhere. Emily squealed in surprise, but she didn't resist as Amy pushed several more pies into her face, slowly twisting the tin and rubbing the cream all over Emily's body.
Emily was shocked to find that she was getting turned on. The sensation of the cold, creamy custard against her skin, Amy's dominating presence, and the sheer taboo of the situation were all sending shivers down her spine. She could feel her pussy getting wet, and she couldn't believe it.
"Fuck, Emily, you're such a dirty little slut," Amy growled, her voice dripping with lust. "I knew you'd be into this."
Emily couldn't believe what she was hearing, but she couldn't deny the thrill she was getting from it. She tentatively reached up and pushed a pie into Amy's face, watching as the cream splattered all over her landlord's perfect features.
Amy was shocked, but she was turned on too. She grabbed another pie and pushed it into Emily's face, the two of them launching into a full-blown pie fight. Cream was flying everywhere, and the two women were panting and gasping for breath as they rubbed the cream all over each other's bodies.
Before they knew it, they were both naked, their bodies slick with custard. Emily couldn't believe what was happening, but she couldn't deny how horny she was. She reached out and grabbed Amy's breast, squeezing it gently as Amy moaned with pleasure.
Amy pushed Emily back onto the table, spreading her legs wide and diving between them. She started licking the custard off Emily's pussy, her tongue flicking against Emily's clit in just the right way to make her moan with pleasure. Emily grabbed Amy's head, pulling her closer as Amy licked and sucked and nibbled at her pussy, bringing her closer and closer to orgasm.
Emily came hard, screaming Amy's name as she climaxed. Amy stood up, her body slick with custard, and leaned down to kiss Emily. Their tongues twisted together, tasting the cream and each other's saliva.
"Fuck, Emily, you're amazing," Amy growled, her voice husky with lust. "I want to feel you inside me."
Emily nodded, her body still trembling from her orgasm. She reached down and started fingering Amy's pussy, pushing two fingers inside her and curling them up to hit her G-spot. Amy moaned with pleasure, her body shaking as Emily fucked her with her fingers.
Before long, Amy was coming too, her pussy clenching around Emily's fingers as she screamed with pleasure. The two women collapsed onto the table, panting and gasping for breath.
"Fuck, Emily, that was amazing," Amy said, her voice hoarse.
Emily smiled, her body still trembling with pleasure. "Yeah, it was," she said, her voice soft.
The two women lay there for a few more minutes, their bodies still slick with custard. And then, Emily spoke up.
"Amy, can I ask you something?"
"Sure, Emily, what is it?" Amy said, her voice still husky with lust.
Emily took a deep breath, gathering her courage. "Can I stay here? I mean, not just for a few days, but for real?"
Amy smiled, her eyes softening. "Of course, Emily. You can stay here as long as you want."
Emily smiled, her heart swelling with gratitude. Maybe things would be okay after all.