Banana Fetish

The thought never left me though and was still intrigued by the idea so I hatched a plan of sorts to succeed at this. The next week, I bought a small bunch of green semi-ripe bananas choosing that as I reasoned they would be sufficiently stiff enough not to smash into pieces as she eased one inside her. Long story short, that night I brought the idea back up and she was game to it.
We placed the banana beside us and after 69ing and getting her open and wet, she got up, I pealed the banana and handed it to her, she slid most of it in her mouth to wet it. She half squatted and half bent over and placed the tip inside her and slowly and carefully pushed it inside. She had about ¾ of it inside and I reached up and gently pushed it in the rest of the way. I distinctly recall how horny this made me. She was Hispanic with a really dark ass and the visual of something so light colored disappearing inside that darkness was a turn-on like nothing else. I held it inside so it wouldn’t pop out as she repositioned herself on top of me in 69. She took my cock in her mouth and began the long slow grind like she always did of building up till she could throat me. All at once, she stopped and murmured, “This is crazy, I feel awkward and I can’t believe we are doing this.” I muttered something like, “we are fine” and just got back to working on her perfect dark hole.

This went on for about 30 seconds and she said, “I am not sure what I’m supposed to do but it feels so odd.” I responded in a muffled voice from the bulk of her ass in my face, “Just let things happen naturally, whatever happens, its ok.” I think the feeling of it inside her made her feel different and maybe not as mobile and free. I used my arms wrapped around her hips and pulled her back on my face even more and then repositioned my hands under both cheeks and began pressing her upwards a few inches and said, “Don’t worry baby, just let it happen” and she replied, “Oh my god, I can’t keep this inside me forever.” About that time, the tip of the banana appeared and she instinctively pinched hard to keep it inside which caused the first inch or two of the fruit to fall out and plop right on my neck. I kept rimming her feeling the rest of the banana right there ready to come out. I pulled her down hard on my mouth and just nudged the tops of her thighs in a way to signal, “Ok make it happen.”