Banana Lips (Short Erotica Story)

Banana Lips

It was a lonely late Saturday night and I found myself sitting in a warm bubble bath with a glass of red wine in my left hand and nearly 8 candles surrounding me. The light was dimmed low and all I could do was day dream caught up in my most majestic sexual fantasy with Mr. Santiago, my sexy new boss at the law firm. I cannot help but to be aroused by his incredibly defined body and his deep intriguing voice that uncontrollably lures me in. Oh how I wish I could do more for him than just answer his phone and bring him hot coffee and donuts.

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He struts past my desk into his office nonchalantly. Unable to control myself I bite down on the right corner of my bottom lip watching his bottom before he then disappears into his doorway closing the door behind him. Wetness began to drip steadily from me as goose bumps appeared on my arms and legs for much horniness building up inside of me giving me that weak feeling. Oh I just could not shake this need to have Mr. Santiago caress every inch of my body, just the thought of it made me squirm in my desk chair.

I just could not take it anymore; the urge within me was growing stronger. I looked around making sure there was no people close by or looking. Then frantically I reached my left hand down and nudged up my black pencil skirt. My hand makes its way into entering my white lacy panties and I rub my index and middle fingers up and down my slit, teasing myself. I closed my eyes enjoying the sensual sensation I was giving myself to feed the hungering need for Mr. Santiago when suddenly I heard a “Ahem!”

I opened my eyes only to see Mr. Santiago standing before me with one eye brow raised and an odd smirk upon his face. I gasped in surprise and I sat there as silence floated over us both. “My office, now Ms. Jones!” he finally says after about 2-3 minutes of complete awkwardness. I push down my skirt under the desk after he goes back into his office before I stand up making my way towards the office door nervously.

I walked in seeing Mr. Santiago sitting at his desk eye balling me. “You wanted to see me, sir?” I ask him quietly. “Close the door, Ms. Jones!” He commands me, and I do so. I turn around and close the door slowly afraid of what Mr. Santiago might say to me. I was trying to quickly prepare myself for yelling and a lecture.

Before I get the chance to turn around I feel two hands whisk around my waist from behind. I let out a sigh of surprise as he then pressed his body against the back of mine. As he leaned tighter against me I could feel a particular hardness poking against my bottom. “Oh my, what are you doing Mr. Santiago?” I ask whispering to him. “Shhh, just let it happen. You know you want it.” He answers me whispering back before his hands meet at the rim of my shirt in the front and rush up slowly. The feeling of his hands upon my skin sends chills all over my body.

He flips me around and kisses my lips so passionately before pulling my shirt up above my head and then off tossing it onto the floor below us. His hands reach towards my breasts giving them a slight squeeze. I could not help but to moan in eager pleasure. Roughly he shoves me up against the door of the office holding me in place with nothing but his hands and waist. Using his teeth he bit down on the front of my white lacy bra revealing my breasts into his eye sight. I remained in a state of awe, sighing and moaning here and there.

As his mouth made contact with my right nipple at the same time he forced my skirt up to my stomach soon ripping off my panties and unbuckling his leather black belt. After only seconds of fidgeting around his pants and boxers were down around his ankles and my legs were tightly wrapped around his bold waist. He takes his rod and rubs it up and down my slit teasing me, and I knew he could feel my much wetness. With both hands he firmly gripped my bottom and then I felt the head of his rod enter in my snatch. My eyes rolled to the back of my head and I let out a big moan. He was so huge, he had to be at least 7-8 inches in length. Words could not describe how much I longed for him.

Chattering my teeth I continued to moan in ecstasy. He pounded into me repeatedly as he breathed so heavily against my right ear. The entire door behind me was banging so rapidly I was sure it was going to break off its hinges. I could hear people whispering and chit chatting on the other side, but in that exact moment I did not care. I just wanted this to last forever, it felt so amazing.

He began pumping in and out of me harder and faster hitting the perfect spot every single time. My body shook in so much excitement as he got rougher with me, slapping my bottom and gripping it with his finger nails as he pounded me against the door. He let out so many deep groans and I could feel his heartbeat against my chest growing more and more rapid. His head leaned down back to my breasts and he bit at both nipples and sucked on them moments long on each still pounding his hard rod into me at the same time. I grew such a stern face and let out a loud scream as I closed my eyes. My legs shook uncontrollably as I received a mind blowing orgasm and began to cum down his desirable shaft.

I could tell he loved every second of our hot and passionate whatever you want to call it. He banged into me harder letting the clap echo from the office we were in. He grunted letting me know he was about to blow. He then let go of me and I dropped to the floor quickly taking his rod inside of my mouth and he started commanding me to suck it. I sucked it fiercely while my hands rested on his thighs knowing how much he wanted to let go from holding back. I looked up at him seductively sucking and moaning enjoying every inch of his delish rod. After minutes passed he began to groan and take hold of his rod, as I sat there on the floor under it looking pretty. He soon grunted releasing his load upon my lips and into my mouth. He certainly fed my hunger.

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I opened my eyes and I was sitting there in the tub, all bubbles gone and the water nearly cold, not to mention having a slight bit of red colored in for my wine glass is now at the bottom of the tub near my foot. I felt much disappointment that all of that was just a dream, yet I also felt a great sense of satisfaction and fulfillment. I rise from the bath tub and wrap my towel around my body and make my way into the kitchen. I take a banana out of the fruit bowl on my kitchen table and head towards my bedroom. Once I get there I lie on my bed smiling as I reach for my cell phone. I scan for Mr. Santiago’s number in my contacts and then hit call. I unpeel the banana as a few rings go by and then “Hello?” he answers the phone. “Hello, Mr. Santiago, it is Ms. Jones. Would you like to come over?” I ask then I take a slow and soft bite from the tip of the banana waiting for him to answer.