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Banana Split
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A banana split. She lies back, legs spread. I get out a banana, whipped
cream, chocolate syrup and some cherries. The banana needs to be just barely
ripe, almost still green, to be firm enough. I finger her cunt until she's
nice and wet, and then peel and slowly push in the banana, about halfway. I
take a cherry and nestle it between her cunt lips and her clit on top of the
banana. I then scoop out several fingers-full of whipped cream and apply it
in a mound on top of her box, making sure to bump and jiggle the banana and
cherry in the process. I then put smaller scoops on her nipples and in her
belly button. Now for the chocolate syrup. I spread little trails on her
tits, criscrossing her nipples. Then a line from each nipple to her belly
button, and from there to her cool-whip covered snatch, where I draw more
crossing trails. Finally, more cherries to top off the piles on her cunt and
navel.
The banana split's done. Time to eat it.
I start with her right nipple, slowly licking around in the chocolate and
whipped cream, until it's mostly clean, but still sticky and sweet. There's
plenty on my face, too. I move up and give her a kiss on both cheeks, rubbing
some of the stickyness off on her face, but pulling back when she tries to get
a lip-to-lip kiss. I move down to her cunt, take the exposed end of the
banana in my mouth, and begin to sink my teeth into it, biting off only a
little bit, moving and gyrating my face as I do so, causing the banana to
move, push, and pull in her pussy. She moans and tries to thrust at the
banana, but I finish biting of the little chunk and swallow it, pulling back.
I then move up to her other nipple, and repeat the whole process: licking it
mostly clean, kissing and rubbing her cheeks, and one more bite off the
banana, shaking and wiggling it. Then to her belly button, where with my
tongue I push the cherry down into the whipped cream until it is buried in her
little hollow. I lick off the chocolate syrup and whipped cream, this time
until she is completely clean, except for the cherry still in her navel. I
pucker my lips and kiss the cherry, pushing it down as far as I can into her
belly button, and suddenly suck it through my lips and into my mouth. I move
up to her face and kiss her on the mouth for the first time, but when she
opens her mouth to receive my tongue, all she gets is the cherry and then I am
gone again. I return to her navel and lick the remaning goodies from inside
it.
Now I focus once again on her box. I eat the first cherry off the top,
looking up at her while I chew. Then I play in the whipped cream and
chocolate syrup with my face, all the while slowly stroking the insides of her
thighs with the tips of my fingers. I spread the stuff around with my face,
and every time I get too much on me I move up to her mouth and make her lick
my face clean. But I never allow her a satisfying kiss. When most of the
cool whip and chocolate syrup are gone, and I can see the cherry and banana
plainly and smell her natural scent over the remaining hints of cool whip and
chocolate, I once again take the banana in my teeth and bite off another
piece, wiggling and moving it. I do this in little bites until there isn't
much left sticking out, just enough to get a grip on. (I don't want to lose
it.) I position the tip of my tongue on the cherry and wiggle it around,
pushing it up into her already sensitive clit, then sucking the cherry into my
mouth and blowing some cool breath on her hot button before backing away yet
again. I eat the cherry and return to the banana. I wiggle it around with my
teeth, moving back and forth between that and licking, sucking, and nibbling
on her clit until she can hardly get her breath and is ready to come. Then
with a quick bite and jerk, I grab the banana in my teeth and pull it out.
She tries to follow it back, to keep it in her, but it was unexpected and I
get away. I pin her arms down, and crouch over her chest, straddling her, my
hard dick laying on her stomach, the banana im my mouth, coated with her
juices and pointed at her mouth like a cock loaded with cum. She knows what
to do. She starts to suck on the cunt-juice coated banana, which I hang on to
for a while but finally let go of so it can slip all the way into her mouth.
She swallows it, enjoying the feeling as it slides down her throat. I'm not
even sure she chewed. She has finally earned her orgasm. I slip on a condom
and enter her, and it doesn't take long. This is a good thing, because I'm
extremely hot myself. She comes for a long time, probably twenty strokes, but
I manage to hold back. When she's through, I pull out, remove the condom, and
roll over on my back, with my dick fairly bouncing with anticipation as it
points straight up in the air. I point to the toppings and another banana on
the table and say to her, "Your turn."
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