Bananas
Still in her early twenties, she has just had a baby. When the baby's a few months old, she and her husband decide to go out. So she hires a teenage girl to baby-sit. The girl has a certain something or other: petite, full-figured but very cute, with auburn hair, small and round brown eyes, and a mischievous smile. When the girl smiles at her, the young mother is very disconcerted at first: these feelings are strange to her, different from what she has ever felt before.
Before she goes out with her husband, the young mother tells the baby-sitter what to do. Silently, the baby-sitter listens, smiling like a little secret. When she listens and smiles, her manner is opaque. This girl is mysterious to the young mother. When they pass each other in the little kitchen of the apartment, when the girl casually brushes up against her, the sensation is like an electric shock: "Wow!" the woman thinks. When they look at each other, the girl smiles at her again. The young woman wants the girl like a sunflower wants the sunlight.
But her husband notices nothing: he never notices.
The woman eagerly awaits the next time she and her husband go out, so that she can call the young baby-sitter again. The next time, the baby-sitter arrives early; it's an opportunity to talk. The girl tells her that she's seventeen, that she wants to be a pharmacist after high school. While the girl is demure, the woman is talkative. "What do you do after school?" the woman asks the girl.
The girl smiles mysteriously and replies, "Hang out with my friends."
Then the girl looks at the woman and smiles.
But it seems that the girl wants to hang out with the older woman. The girl appears unexpectedly at the woman's place in the afternoon, smiling mischievously when the woman answers the door. Both are wearing halter tops and shorts, because it's summer. The woman asks her to come in and shows her the baby, who's sleeping peacefully in his crib. Then they sit down in the living room and talk for a while.
There, on the table in the dining room of the little apartment, are some bananas that are still yellow. The girl smiles at the woman and asks, "Can I please have a banana?"
The woman smiles back at her and gives her one.
"Would you like something to drink?" the woman asks the girl.
"A glass of orange juice, please," the girl replies.
The young woman stands up, but the girl follows her silently into the kitchen. In front of the refrigerator, before the woman can open the door, the girl puts her hands on the woman's breasts and squeezes them gently, planting kisses on her bare shoulders and on the nape of her neck like seeds from a sower. Excited now, the woman turns around in the girl's arms and kisses her hard on the mouth. Lips nibbling lips, tongue seeking tongue, they devour each other with their mouths and feel each other up against the refrigerator door while groping and uttering sweet nothings. In a voice husky with desire, the woman says to the girl: "If I only had a cock to fuck you with!"
The girl smiles at the older woman and replies, "But two woman can still fuck each other..."
Then the girl kisses the woman gently, like a school teacher.
Laughing, they hold hands and run into the bedroom, where they quickly strip naked. Now a mountain of feminine flesh on the bed, they fuck each other, clit to clit, mouth to mouth, mouth to any part of the body. With the banana, the girl is quite the tease! First, she gives the banana a blow job before she caresses the lips of her sex with tip of the banana, still in its peal. The woman does the same, tasting the girl's juices while giving it a blow job as well. Then, faster and faster, the girl masturbates with the banana until she comes. Then she inserts the banana little by little into her partner's sex until the banana is completely inside the woman's vagina. Then they do to each other whatever, until the banana is completely soft inside the older woman, still in its peal, taking their foot several times.
Exhausted, sweetly exhausted, they cuddle in bed, making pillow talk. When the girl has to leave, they get dressed and the woman leads her by the hand to the door, where they gently kiss on the lips once more. "Call me sometime," the woman whispers to the girl.
The girl smiles and nods, then licks the woman's ear. They kiss again before the girl leaves. The woman smiles when she tastes the juices of her own sex on the girl's lips. So she licks the girl's lips. She licks her own lips from time to time throughout the day after her little friend has left.
In the bedroom, the woman sees the banana on a mountain of sheets on the bed, now soft inside its peal. She smiles to herself, then she masturbates with another banana from the table in the dining room.
Then the baby cries in the nursery. What do you do?
But her husband suspects nothing: he never wonders why his wife buys so many bananas at the supermarket.
Before she goes out with her husband, the young mother tells the baby-sitter what to do. Silently, the baby-sitter listens, smiling like a little secret. When she listens and smiles, her manner is opaque. This girl is mysterious to the young mother. When they pass each other in the little kitchen of the apartment, when the girl casually brushes up against her, the sensation is like an electric shock: "Wow!" the woman thinks. When they look at each other, the girl smiles at her again. The young woman wants the girl like a sunflower wants the sunlight.
But her husband notices nothing: he never notices.
The woman eagerly awaits the next time she and her husband go out, so that she can call the young baby-sitter again. The next time, the baby-sitter arrives early; it's an opportunity to talk. The girl tells her that she's seventeen, that she wants to be a pharmacist after high school. While the girl is demure, the woman is talkative. "What do you do after school?" the woman asks the girl.
The girl smiles mysteriously and replies, "Hang out with my friends."
Then the girl looks at the woman and smiles.
But it seems that the girl wants to hang out with the older woman. The girl appears unexpectedly at the woman's place in the afternoon, smiling mischievously when the woman answers the door. Both are wearing halter tops and shorts, because it's summer. The woman asks her to come in and shows her the baby, who's sleeping peacefully in his crib. Then they sit down in the living room and talk for a while.
There, on the table in the dining room of the little apartment, are some bananas that are still yellow. The girl smiles at the woman and asks, "Can I please have a banana?"
The woman smiles back at her and gives her one.
"Would you like something to drink?" the woman asks the girl.
"A glass of orange juice, please," the girl replies.
The young woman stands up, but the girl follows her silently into the kitchen. In front of the refrigerator, before the woman can open the door, the girl puts her hands on the woman's breasts and squeezes them gently, planting kisses on her bare shoulders and on the nape of her neck like seeds from a sower. Excited now, the woman turns around in the girl's arms and kisses her hard on the mouth. Lips nibbling lips, tongue seeking tongue, they devour each other with their mouths and feel each other up against the refrigerator door while groping and uttering sweet nothings. In a voice husky with desire, the woman says to the girl: "If I only had a cock to fuck you with!"
The girl smiles at the older woman and replies, "But two woman can still fuck each other..."
Then the girl kisses the woman gently, like a school teacher.
Laughing, they hold hands and run into the bedroom, where they quickly strip naked. Now a mountain of feminine flesh on the bed, they fuck each other, clit to clit, mouth to mouth, mouth to any part of the body. With the banana, the girl is quite the tease! First, she gives the banana a blow job before she caresses the lips of her sex with tip of the banana, still in its peal. The woman does the same, tasting the girl's juices while giving it a blow job as well. Then, faster and faster, the girl masturbates with the banana until she comes. Then she inserts the banana little by little into her partner's sex until the banana is completely inside the woman's vagina. Then they do to each other whatever, until the banana is completely soft inside the older woman, still in its peal, taking their foot several times.
Exhausted, sweetly exhausted, they cuddle in bed, making pillow talk. When the girl has to leave, they get dressed and the woman leads her by the hand to the door, where they gently kiss on the lips once more. "Call me sometime," the woman whispers to the girl.
The girl smiles and nods, then licks the woman's ear. They kiss again before the girl leaves. The woman smiles when she tastes the juices of her own sex on the girl's lips. So she licks the girl's lips. She licks her own lips from time to time throughout the day after her little friend has left.
In the bedroom, the woman sees the banana on a mountain of sheets on the bed, now soft inside its peal. She smiles to herself, then she masturbates with another banana from the table in the dining room.
Then the baby cries in the nursery. What do you do?
But her husband suspects nothing: he never wonders why his wife buys so many bananas at the supermarket.
posted by Marking A Wallet at 8:18 AM
2 Comments:
Creative. Nice story- but personally I don't know about banannas... Any personal experience or just an idea?
Well, a plantain might be better, because it's like a banana only smaller. If you want to do something different with a lover, have him (or her) gradually insert one- with the banana in the peel. Once it's inside, you can lay back and have your lover suck your nipples, or whatever turns you. As you become more aroused, your contractions will make it soft. But leave it in the peel! Otherwise, you'll have a banana puree in your pussy. Though that could be fun too...
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