Naked on a hot summer's day and covered with the soothing balm of cool custard and airy whip from two custard creams before I thought to press record. The pastry itself is layered with thick custard on the bottom and rich whip on top, all wrapped up in a light choux pastry like a present which I didn't bother to unwrap first and just sm*shed my face into instead. Starts out with me slowly tongue-f*cking the third choux pastry before pressing it against my breasts, thighs, and full bush.

Cream and custard coat my trusty bl*ck feeldoe before being sucked off and scraped over my small pink nipples. The soft, wet squelching from the spongey pastry is like a wet kiss all over my glistening body as I rub it in everywhere and gather what's left of it to smack onto my *ss. Custard tries to cling to the curve of my jiggly breast before falling off along with some of the ripped up and squashed remnants of the chouxs. Off camera, the moist remains continue to stimulate my *ss while I sit on my very used towel. Bright red arousal paints my inner labia in contrast to their normal pastel pink color from the combination of the overfilled choux twisting and tugging erotically at all five senses. The sensations coax a musky, salty need to drip from my core. It doesn't take long to let go c*mpletely and ream myself with pastry shrapnel until I explode in sweet release.

Cumming hard from my creamy fetish.

I hadn't c*m in a week, maybe more, in the lead up to this. There had been things that had happened in my personal life that turned me off from s*x in general. I felt hurt and needed to heal. I had even locked up the few toys I had, but thankfully time heals all wounds (the sugar helped), and I felt my sexuality reawaken with thoughts of the same sweet cakes I'd been binging on while watching Netflix.

While sneaking much more than a taste (I got in trouble for not saving one for my partner to eat "normally" later), my partner sits oblivious in the other room recording online lessons, so I try to stay quiet as a mouse, not that that's ever actually worked. In the moment, I'm just excited to feel the flood gates of my libido reopen, which happens to include my more exhibitionist tendencies (surprising no one).

This is one of those videos for which the original, uncut version is sadly lost, so there are two jump cuts and a chocolate eclair to take out the more blatant cameos of my face from the surviving footage. The essence is still preserved, however, and less than a week later, I wrote the vanilla-infused "Custard Cream and Me" about the experience and published it on Lush and later on umd.

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