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I could feel the sun beat down on me, causing little beads of perspiration to dot my skin as I continued to work in my garden. If there is anything I love in this world, it’s working in my garden. The feel of the earth sliding through my fingers and smell of the fresh dirt–I find it all very erotic in many ways, and maybe that’s why Joe is such an avid fan of my gardens. Roses in one corner, chrysanthemums in another. A rippling fountain in the middle. Sage and spices perfume the air. Everything flower that you can name grows wild here in my paradise. Morning glories cling to an arch that serves as a gateway to my paradise. It is truly one of the most beautiful places to be, surrounded by the orgasmic flow of nature at its. I work in my garden each day, but this morning as I plunged my spade into the soft ground, I could feel something different on the wind.
A wind of change, I thought to myself. It inspired a chuckle as did most of my thoughts. I come from a long line of healers–those that believe that the cure to all ills comes from Mother Earth. Like all the women in my family, I was brought to the conclusion early that life comes from the earth. Hence my time and my love for my garden. Joe thinks I’m crazy, but honestly, I don’t care.
I looked up at the sun, and then quickly around. No one. I pulled off my gardening gloves and took the straw hat from my head. I managed to run my fingers through my thick honey hair before pulling off my teeshirt. It’s customary for me to wear a bikini under all of my clothes because you never know when you’ll be in the mood to strip. After taking off my shirt I managed to slip off my shorts and just sprawl out in the middle of my garden surrounded by mother nature. I lost myself in the feeling of how natural everything was. Before I knew it, the bikini top and bottom had been discarded and I lay completely bare before the world.
Unbidden, my hand traveled to my full breasts to trail over my nipples, I could feel the sensation of the world flowing through me, and I felt my clit begin to harden. My fingers skimmed over my stomach to my pussy. It was so soft and beautiful. I pulled the shaved lips apart and exposed my clit to the wonder of my garden. As if knowing my need for it, the wind picked up and blew gently across my open pussy causing my clit to surge again, this time more insistent. I trailed a finger over the dewy wetness of my clit enjoying the sensations of the sun, my finger and the beauty of my garden.
My clit demands more of my attention. My stroke becomes faster, and soon, I have to stick a finger inside me to get the feeling that I want. My heart races and I can feel it coming on, the first twinges. Two fingers inside. Three. Now I’m completely filled as my fingers begin to pump inside and out. It’s heaven. It’s life. It’s love. It’s passion.
I squirt. My cum shoots from my womb out into my garden and I am at one at peace with the world. I lay still for a moment feeling the complete passion and awe for it. As I stand to go, I see my neighbor, Kate staring at me, and I know at once she’s seen me. But I am not ashamed. I wave cheekily and go inside.
The next morning, I am again, at work in my garden, and the heady sensation overflows me. I look around and see no one. Off comes the shirt and shorts. But as I reach to untie my bikini, I feel hands skim across my skin and I turn. It’s Kate. She’s completely naked, and she gently removes my bikini top, leaving my full breasts bare. She lifts them with her palms, but her hands can’t contain how huge they are. She pushes them together.
“I watched you yesterday,” she moans softly. “And I couldn’t get this out of my head.”
She eases me back. Skimming her fingers over the sides of my breasts and down my stomach, to my hips and thighs.
“What do you intend to do about it?” I ask, brushing my lips over her hairline. I move down to nibble on her ear.
“I want to fuck you,” she said softly. “Here, in your garden.”
I lean back and spread my legs in invitation. “Then come and get it.”
She smiles naughtily, and lowers her head to take one of my nipples in her mouth. I stare at the crown of her head, her rich ebony hair shining in the sun. Her full lips suck me, causing me to involuntarily arch into her. The contrast of her olive skin and my sun kissed complexion is even more beautiful than the sight of her sucking nipples in a fast rhythm.
I was wet before we started this dangerous, erotic game, but I’m sure that I have no soaked through my bikini bottoms. She nips her way from my swaying tits down to my stomach, where she slips her tongue into my belly button. The feeling is so intense that I hear my breath hitch.
I immediately assume that she will pull the strings that untie my bottoms, but instead, she take my bottoms and pulls them into a thong, causing more delicious friction against my swollen clit. She moves the fabric just enough to expose my clit and I whimper.
I know that now, I’ll get what I want. To be tongue fucked by a beautiful woman. But again, she surprises me. I feel the insistent pressure of her nose, and then the slick pressure of her tongue against my clit. I moan so loud that I can’t help but feel that I’m drawing attention to us. She flicks the clit back and forth so fast that I can feel the pressure building. Then her lips close around it and sucks gently.
I know I’m cumming. I can feel it. I think she knows too, because she stops for a minute and climbs back to my face and kisses me. The taste of my juices makes me throb. Then she smiles wickedly at me. Back between my legs she journeys, and this time, she slips her tongue inside me. One lap and then two, a new sensation takes hold, I’m bucking wildly, moving with the rhythm of her tongue.
The contractions start and I know it’s time. Kate sticks three fingers inside me and my muscles begin milk them. I feel the earth shatter and time stopping. I scream in sheer joy. She moves up to my face, kneels over it, offering her pulsating pussy up to my itching tongue.
I start with a gently lick, and I feel the quaking of her body. I pull her pussy more firmly into my face and begin to have no mercy as I nip at her clit and suck with abandon. I know she’s close, so before she can stop me, I slide out from under her and pull her beneath me.
I kiss her mouth firmly, while fingering her. I force two fingers inside her tight cunt and move them fast. I rub my nipples against hers enjoying the sensation almost as much as she is.
“I’m cumming,” she groans, as I move down to flick her clit as much as I can with my thick tongue.
I slip another finger inside her and she begins literally pull them in. Her breath becomes quick and then she explodes, squirting in my mouth.
It takes a few minutes before we can move. We hold hands and smile at each other, before leaving each other to go back to our everyday life.
That night as I cook dinner, and Joe slips in, he stands at the back door for a minute.
“Honey, come here and look at this,” Joe calls.
I meander over to see Kate laying in a lawn chair wearing nothing but a smile as several workmen move around her yard with load after load of plants to make her own garden.
“I can’t believe she’s just lying there like that.”
“Maybe she loves nature.”
“You love nature, but you’d never do that.”
I turn and kiss his nose. “You know me so well.”
As I walk away, I have to hide a smile. Little does he know what can happen in a garden.