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As I opened my eyes it took me a moment to realize where I was.

Betty's bedroom. The sunlight was beginning to creep in through the window as I lifted up my head and looked around.

Betty was sitting on the lower half of the bed, by my knee, with her legs underneath her. The green satin nightgown was gone.

Her head was slightly tilted off to one side and I followed her gaze to the slumbering cock laying across the lower part of my stomach.

"Good morning," I said quietly.

Her eyes moved to my face, "Can I suck it?" she asked in a whisper.

I chuckled, "Help yourself."

She leaned forward and put her face next to my resting cock as she tried to wrap both hands around it. She pulled it towards her mouth and put her lips over it, slowly taking in as much as she could, and starting sucking it. My cock responded by swelling up in her mouth, slowly pushing out, as it grew hard and thickened. She could barely get past the purplish head by the time it was fully erect.

She started licking up and down the shaft, base to tip, along both sides. She formed her slender lips into a pout and ran them over my glans, back and forth, making me rock hard. She pulled away slightly and watched it, twitching and throbbing, in her tiny hands.

"Bring that hot little pussy up here," I urged, gesturing to my tongue.

With a big smile, she swung around and straddled my face, lowering herself onto me, and leaned forward to reach my cock. I marvelled at how beautiful her little pussy was, with its slender little lips, as I spread my tongue flat and pressed into her slit. She jumped at the contact and let out a little whimper as my tongue went across her clit and through her slit. I ran my tongue back and forth as I reached my hands up and onto her little ass.

She strained to lean far enough forward to suck on my cock as I worked on her pussy. She had one hand on the shaft as she worked on trying to get more of it into her mouth than just the swollen head. I squeezed her firm little cheeks as I shoved my tongue into her, swirling it around her opening, and sucked on her little clit. I grabbed her hips and held her tight as my tongue left her pussy and flicked up and across the little, puckered opening next to it.

She let out a shriek and starting squealing as my tongue circled the little orifice, flickering in and out, as I held her tight. I quickly went back to her clit, flicking my tongue over it, and was rewarded with her sudden climax. She jammed herself into my face, crushing my lips, as she shook and quivered. She suddenly relaxed and her head dropped onto my stomach.

I lifted her petite body up and off me. "She is light as a feather,"  I whispered to myself as I put her on the bed. When she lifted her head and looked at me I gestured to my still swollen cock, twitching, throbbing, standing straight up. I gave her a smile.

"Get on," I said.

She looked at my face, then at my cock, then my face again. Her eyes blazed bright green as she pulled herself away and stood up on the bed. She placed one foot on each side of me and dropped onto one knee, grabbing my cock with one hand, and lined herself up. She groaned as she slowly slid herself over my throbbing cock, stopping each inch, as her tight pussy engulfed me.

With about half of my length in her, she leaned forward and put her hands on my chest. She started rocking her hips, my cock slipping in and out of her, as she fucked me. She sped up, her little ass bouncing, as she began to whimper.

She suddenly pushed herself up straight, and with one motion, sank herself down over the remaining length of my cock.

She groaned loudly as she began shaking, her eyes closed and head thrown back, while feeling the full eight inches of my swollen rod inside of her. She quivered and trembled, gasping, as another orgasm raced through her.  The feeling on my cock was incredible.

She fell forward onto my chest, gasping for air, and buried her face in my chest hairs. My cock was released from her and sprang out, gasping for air itself, as she fell forward. While she whimpered and moaned I rolled her off me and pushed her onto her stomach. I moved up and behind her, grabbed her small hips, and lifted her perky little ass high into the air. 

I wrapped one arm around her waist as I plowed my cock into her sopping pussy. It still took four good thrusts to bury myself in her.

"Fuck...she is so tight," I thought as I began to roughly fuck her.

I was losing some of my control, fucking her harder and harder, as the feel of her gripping, tight pussy was intoxicating. I kneaded and squeezed her little ass cheeks as I pumped into her, imagining how it would feel to fuck that little ass, as I listened to her moans.

"Oh god...oh god...oh god..." echoed in the room at the same pace as my thrusts.

I felt my heavy balls swinging below me as my cock drilled into her and the feeling of pressure began to build quickly. I wanted to cum in that tight little channel, fill it up again, but another thought burst into my mind.

I pulled my bursting cock out of her, flipped her over, and straddled her chest.

The cum poured out of me in pulsing streams, covering her face with glistening pearl, as I pumped my aching cock. Cum flew into her hair... her mouth...on her cheeks and chin...and flowed down onto her perky little breasts. I looked on as my cum continued to pour out, my balls pumping out a huge load, all over her.

When the eruption finally ended I used my hand to guide my cock over her face, through the slick wetness, and dragged it across her mouth. Her lips parted as the tip brushed her mouth and she leaned her head forward slightly. I pushed myself forward and watched as my cock slipped into her mouth, enjoying the view, while she sucked the remaining drops out of me.

I lay beside her and my finger wiped some of the slick residue away from her face. Cum trailed down her chin...the sides of her face ...and along her neck. Her small breasts glistened with more of the pearly juice and a small puddle was forming between them.

"Phil never did that...that was so...fucking hot...so dirty," she said with a sexy grin.

I leaned over and kissed her, tasting myself on her lips, and hugged her against me. I got up and went into the adjacent washroom, found a washcloth, and ran it under the hot water. I took it with me and lay beside her, gently washing her face, neck and chest with the warm damp cloth. She thanked me with a gentle kiss and fell asleep. 

I had a quick shower, dressed, and left her a note telling her how much I had enjoyed our time together. 

As I approached our house the front door opened and a waving hand beckoned me inside. My wife gave me a deep kiss and a hug.

"So I assume everything went well?" she asked.

"Very well, I think," I responded. 

"I will make you breakfast...you must be hungry," she said over her shoulder as she went to the kitchen.

I was dehydrated, hungry, and my balls ached. 

Fuck, I loved plowing that garden.

 

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It was the El Nino season and I was riding my bike in blazing after mid-day sun, heading for my friend’s house a few miles away from where I lived. I was going to collect a book he’d promised to lend me. We were both out of high school a year now, and still job hunting. I was familiar with the area where my friend lived, having spent a few years there myself, so I knew which streets had large overhanging trees that offered sporadic shelter. A short distance before turning into one such street,...

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The Gardener

This is a true account of my experiences from about 2003-2007When I moved to the Caribbean for work the job came with a house. Half way through my contract I needed to move into a new home and this house came with a gardener who came to the house a couple of mornings each week, usually just before sunrise so he could get a few hours in before it got too hot. At this time I was living with my girlfriend (http://xhamster.com/photos/view/67333-791015.html#content) and we found that the house was...

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The Cable Slave chapter 7 The Gardener

I got a cryptic message from the cable guy one morning saying that some work had to be done in my garden. That was true enough because with all my recent activities I’d been neglecting it. That wasn’t the point of course; this was simply a message that I was about to find myself engaged in some outdoor activities. I told my husband that the money I made from the lingerie business meant I could hire someone to tidy up the garden. I was not too sure what this gardener would do. I was certain he...

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BBW neighbour has garden fun

So. 2020. The year of the great lockdown. A time where married men get the grief to get the house up to order whilst the wives sit in the house watching daytime garbage TV. I am one of those men. More of a slave than a husband now our sex life was suffering due to us constantly around each other. I would sneak down for early morning masturbation sessions online or the occasional filthy online chat, I can only assume my wife doing the same.Last week happened to be a very warm week in the UK,...

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In Our Garden

In sleep, the dreams come. A garden appears…our garden. One we’ve created in our minds, just for us. Yellow roses are everywhere. There is a pond, and the sound of trickling water can be heard as a small stream of water constantly runs into the pond. This is our garden. Where we meet when we close our eyes. As we drift off to sleep, we are transported here. Sometimes in this dream, I can never make it to him. I walk and walk, but never get any closer to him. Other times I get close to him,...

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Garden Of Eden

I was so ashamed.Ashamed, and yet, with the revelation of what I had done, the memories of it – my obsession of it, really – are still as powerful as the sex itself.I am like a million other women, I think. No matter how we have lived - even those with successful jobs and successful husbands who treat us well and generally behave like gentlemen - at one time in our lives, we begin to feel trapped, unappreciated, ignored.Unsatisfied, emotionally and physically.*In this day and age, every woman I...

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Garden fun

You struggled playfully at the bonds that held you. As you lay naked in our back garden with your blindfold on. Your arms and legs spread apart bound to metal stakes buried in the grass. You had been left this way by me, as part of our sexy games. You loved bondage and Sub-fantasy and I loved being dominant, so we made a good couple in the bedroom and out of it. One of our little games was to have You bound and exposed outside in our back garden. Where you would be 'forced' to give me a blowjob...

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Garden of Hedon

The Beginning 1 In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. 2 Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters. 3 And God said, "Let there be light," and there was light. 4 God saw that the light was good, and she separated the light from the darkness. 5 God called the light "day," and the darkness she called "night." And there was evening, and there was morning—the first day. 6 And God...

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The Walled Garden

With thanks to my proof-reader Esu. Chapter One: Outside It was four in the afternoon, on a perfect summers day. Bethany lifted her head and stretched backwards to ease her cramping muscles. It was nearly done; the large lawn spread out before her - pristine. Bethany rested her well-padded chin on the top of the rakes handle. She breathed in deeply, savouring the sweet July air 'Bliss' she thought. She heard a slight cough behind her, and swiveled her substantial shoulders. Mr. Groome...

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The Secret Garden Encounter

It had been a week since that first, unspoken, day of passion when Isabella and Ethan had met and they had been inseparable every day since. Ethan still went away to work and Isabella did what she normally had, which was whatever she wanted. Isabella lived a very comfortable life, used to getting the things she wanted as she had worked very hard for her reputation as a cybersecurity consultant. It had given her the opportunity to purchase a whisky distillery which had only benefitted from her...

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The Gardener

I love plants. Flowers, trees, bushes. All of them. I really enjoy working on them. Smelling them. Feeling their different textures. Taking care of them. I’m a gardener and it’s the job of my dreams. It doesn’t pay very well, but I enjoy it. I enjoy working outside. I enjoy the manual labor. I enjoy my life. And that’s what’s important, isn’t it? But I also have a problem. One that most men probably envy me for. Because they don’t know how it is. I’m a hunk. I’m 6’7” and built like the...

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A Little Adventure in TimeChapter 14 The Garden in Mother

Holding hands we skipped down the hall. Ship suggested we see what sort of setup Mother had before we decided on how we got clean. "You'll be surprised." was all she would say, as her right hand scratched under her left perfectly cloned boobs. So did Simone ... same hand, same breast ... together. I was sure it wasn't preplanned. As for our reeking clothes, she suggested we use the 'refresher'. The refresher is some kind of ionizing cleaner that clothes are hung in, the door shut,...

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Homeowners Association A Big Deal at Sunny Manor BDSMThe Fun Center Garden of Eden and Minervas Market

“Fun Center? Looks more like the fart center,” Lindsay didn’t look impressed by the two small buildings pressed close together at the edge of the property that Eddie introduced as the Fun Center. The twin buildings did seem very plain almost like warehouses next to each other compared to the much more ostentatious parts of Sunny Manor. There was a fenced in garden on one side and what appeared to be a third smaller unmarked building down an alleyway. “We built this as a phase two for Sunny...

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Confused Ramblings of a Gardener

Confused Ramblings of a Gardener 1. History Julia put her pen down, leaned back in the kitchen chair and stretched her arms out. This exercise complete, she leaned forward once again, neatly folded the completed letter and slid it into an envelope with her completed job application and photos of her work. With a sigh, she addressed the envelope and put it on the side ready to post. A waste of time maybe, but Julia knew that she had to be honest. Archie made his weekly rounds of...

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