A taste

You look before you, still in disbelief at what is transpiring on your way to school. While you sit naked from the waist down, with your eighteen-year-old erection quivering for release, two of the girls you have dreamed about are shucking the banana they have peeled in front of you.

You can't help but do what they have been suggesting, think of the nine-inch banana as your cock. You only wish it actually were!

After being mesmerized by the two manicured hands gently stroking the beige fruit before you, you feel two sets of kissable lips gently peck at each side of your face. You hear them giggle when they see a spurt of clear lube run down your cock in reaction to their touch.

You helplessly watch as the two private schoolgirls lower their heads before you and begin to lick at each side of the exposed fruit, nearly bumping foreheads as they do so.

Anya backs off, and watches her friend dip down, taking the entire banana in, down to Anya's fist.

"Imagine if that was your cock in her mouth, Paul!" Anya again torments.

You say nothing, wordlessly reaching down to touch your seeping cock.

You feel Anya's hand close over yours.