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After having the time of my life with my little sister yesterday, it was time to return to my landscaping work at my Grandmother’s house. I was taking care of her garden and yard since my Grandfather had passed away. Along with the neighbor’s work it kept me busy. Of course my neighbor, Carol Wills was keeping me even busier with the extra work I was doing to her. I mean for her!

The last couple days had about drained me and I was looking forward to seeing Grandma and a relaxing day working on her garden and yard. The warm sun was shining brightly and it was a beautiful day as I pulled into her driveway. There was a small red car in the drive that I hadn't seen before. I pulled around behind the house out by the garage and parked my pickup. I walked to the house and knocked on the back door.

The door was open and through the screen door I heard Grandma tell me to come inside. I opened the door and walked into the kitchen. Grandma was standing by the stove making breakfast and I walked to her and kissed her on the cheek.

“Hi Jeff” she smiled “It’s good to see you. Are you hungry?”

“Grandma, you know that I’m always hungry” I laughed.

“Do you remember your cousin Betty?” she asked me.

I turned and looked at my nineteen year old cousin Betty sitting at the kitchen table. I had not seen her in a couple years and my jaw just about hit the floor. Betty was looking very hot!

She stood up and walked to me and gave me a big hug. “Jeff, it’s great to see you again. It’s been a long time since I've seen you. You’re sure looking good” Betty smiled as she looked me over.

“Wow, Betty you have grown taller and even prettier than I remember” I told her as I checked her out. Betty was about five feet six inches tall and had gorgeous red hair. It was long and hung down almost to her waist. It was smooth, shiny and red as red could be. She had a very pretty face with high cheekbones and beautiful green eyes. Her lips were painted red like her hair and made you want to reach out and kiss them.

Her t-shirt was clinging to her chest and her nipples were trying to poke holes through the material. I knew she wasn't wearing a bra. Her hips were wrapped in the short shorts she had on and revealed her long tanned legs. They looked like the legs of a cheerleader, sleek and smooth. I was enjoying the erotic picture that I was getting looking at her.

“Sit down and let’s eat k**s” grandma said as she set the plate of bacon on the table. “Before it gets cold.”

We had a nice breakfast and we talked about family and what had been going on in our lives since we had seen each other last. Betty had graduated high school last year and started college at the university this year. She had come to spend some time with Grandma over the summer before returning to school. I told her that I would be happy to show her around town if she wanted and she smiled at me and said she would like that very much.

I excused myself and went outside to start my chores. I was weeding the garden and my thoughts kept going back to Betty and her wonderful body. I found myself getting a hard on just thinking about my pretty cousin. I just tried to concentrate on my work and started mowing grass.

As I was mowing the back yard I was coming around from behind the garage on the riding mower when I looked up and saw Betty waving me down. I pulled up to her and stopped and she walked to me wearing a robe over a bikini.

“I was going to lie in the sun and I didn't want to be in your way” Betty smiled “Where should I spread out my blanket?”

I climbed off the mower and led her over to the freshly cut grass beside the garage.

“This will be the best spot” I told her “the sun will shine here all afternoon.”

I helped her spread out the blanket and I just stood there and stared as she removed her robe and lay down.

“Will you rub some suntan lotion on my back?” she asked holding out the lotion bottle.

“I would be happy to” I answered.

Betty was face down on the blanket and she reached back and untied her bikini top. I was rubbing suntan lotion on her back and getting harder all the time. I oiled her back and her butt cheeks and those fantastic legs. She finally said “That’s enough Jeff thank you.”

I didn't want to stop and she was smiling at me when I went to get on the mower. I knew she could see the boner making my shorts look like a tent. I didn't care and hoped she liked what she saw. I damned near wrecked the mower a couple time trying to get a good look at Betty as I was riding by on the mower
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She finally rolled over on her back and she tossed her bikini top to the side and I got my first look at her gorgeous tits. They had to be 34B’s and they stood straight in the air as she lay on her back. The nipples were like pointers and were long and dark. Holy fuck was she hot! Betty had her eyes closed and I know she could feel me staring at her.

This went on for a little while until I couldn’t stand it any longer and pulled the mower behind the garage and parked it. I climbed off the mower and was standing there by the garden pulling my shorts aside so my cock was free and started jacking off.

Grandma’s house is on the edge of town and there is an open field behind the garage so I figured that no one would see me yanking my meat. Well, I was wrong as I looked up and there was Betty, standing there topless watching me jack off.

“Don’t stop” she smiled as she untied her bikini bottoms and let them fall to the ground.

I was greeted to the view of a mostly shaved snatch with a thin red landing strip of hair on it. Her pussy lips were big and I could see her clit sticking out. She took her hand and rubbed her cunt and stuck a finger inside and looked me in the eyes.

“Keep stroking your dick and I’ll finger fuck myself” Betty moaned.

“OK” I stammered as I pounded my dick.

I watched this red haired beauty stick three fingers in her cunt and fuck herself as hard as she could. I could see her fingers getting wetter and soon the pussy juice was dripping off her hand. I was beating my meat as hard as I could and saw the first pre-cum start oozing out the head of my dick. We were both masturbating wildly while we stared at each other.

“Cum for me, baby. Shoot cum for me” Betty begged.

“Come closer” I motioned her.

Betty moved up close to me. In fact she was right in front of me and I could see her fingers sliding in and out of her tight pussy. That was all I needed to see and I started to cum. The first shot hit her in the navel and ran down her belly to her hand working in and out of her pussy. The next three big shots hit her on the stomach and legs and one shot even made it all the way up to her tits. I think I must have shot a half gallon of cum all over my sweet cousin.

She looked at my cock all the time it was spraying her with hot cum and she never missed a stroke on that slippery pussy. After I was done covering her with my spunk, she pulled her fingers from her snatch and licked them off. She looked at me and smiled and stuck her fingers back inside herself and then brought them up to my mouth.

I opened my mouth and she stuck her juicy fingers in my mouth. I sucked the combination of our juices off her fingers and it tasted sweet and good.

She leaned in and kissed me on the lips and then she looked at me and said “This will be a fun couple weeks, I can tell.”

I took my t-shirt off and wiped my cum from her curvy body and kissed her nipples as I worked on them. Then I wiped the cum off my cock as Betty tied her bikini back on. We straightened ourselves up and walked around the garage to her blanket.

Just then Grandma opened the back door and hollered at us to come and get something to drink. We looked at each other and laughed as we walked to the back porch and sat on the step and had a glass of iced tea with Grandma. We looked at each other and laughed as we enjoyed our cold drink.

I finished my yard work and said goodbye to Grandma and Betty. She reminded me that I had agreed to show her around town and I gave her my phone number before leaving and driving home.

Before I got home Betty had sent me a text telling me to pick her up tomorrow night at about seven and we would hit the town. I couldn’t wait.

I drove home singing along with “Pretty Woman” on the radio and parked the truck in the driveway and went in the house. Mom was in the kitchen and she waved to me as I headed upstairs to take a shower.

“Supper will be ready when your father gets home” she yelled at me.

“OK Mom” I answered her as I went up the stairs.

I entered the bathroom and peeled my sweaty clothes off and started the shower. About that time the door from my sister’s room opened and Jean stuck her head in the bathroom. She looked at me standing there naked and her eyes dropped to my dick.

“Good day big brother?” she asked.

“You wouldn't believe me if I told you” I smiled.

She came into the bathroom and started peeling off her clothes.

“Tell me about it” she begged.

We climbed into the shower and began to wash each other as I told her about seeing Betty for the first time in a long time and how hot she had gotten. Jean said that she could barely remember Betty but that she wanted to see her. I told her that Grandma was having us all over on Sunday to have dinner with Betty.

Jean washed my cock and then she dropped to her knees and started to give me one of her great blowjobs. This young girl really loved to suck dick and she was getting very good at it. She looked me in the eyes and swallowed my entire cock all the way to my balls. She would stop with my cock all the way in her throat and my balls would rest on her chin. It looked funny but it sure felt great. When she worked her magic on my stiff pecker, I could not last very long. Even after the load I had shot on Betty earlier, I was ready to empty one in my sister’s stomach.

Jean always swallowed all the cum she got from my cock and she complained if I didn't fill her mouth with jizz. As I let go with my cum shot she ate every bit of it and licked and sucked my cock until it was soft.

“You must have really dumped a load on Betty” Jean laughed. “You didn't even make me gag.”

“I can’t make you gag any more anyway you wonderful little cocksucker” I laughed as I slapped her on the ass.

We dried each other off and got ready for supper. Dad walked in the door as I came down the steps and I hollered back to Jean that he was home and to come down for supper.

We had a nice meal as usual and I explained to Mom and Dad that Grandma wanted us all to come Sunday for dinner and that Betty was staying with her for a couple weeks.

“That’s good” Mom said “that will give her something to keep her busy for a couple weeks and I’ll bet Betty has grown up a lot since we last saw her.”

“I hardly recognized her” I told them “she sure has grown up. And she wants me to take her out and show her the town tomorrow night.”

“Good” Dad explained “that will be good for you to show your cousin around. You have been working pretty hard and you deserve a little fun.”

Jean started laughing. If Dad only knew what fun I was having this summer!


I worked on our yard all the next day and couldn’t keep my mind off my cousin. She was gorgeous and hot as fuck. I was thinking about all the nasty things I could do with her and my dick was in a semi erect state all day. Every time I walked into the house I had to try to avoid my mother so she wouldn't see her son walking around with a boner.

To make things worse Betty text me a couple times and said that she could hardly wait for tonight and hoped I had something special planned for her. I could only imagine the things that I had planned for her. If a couple of them happened I would be one happy fucker!

Finally the day came to an end and it was time for me to clean up and get ready to pick up Betty. I went to my room to get a shower and change clothes. I was standing there naked looking at myself in the mirror hoping Betty would find me hot when my door opened and my sister Jean came in and closed the door.

“You’re looking pretty good there big brother” she said as she stared in the mirror with me. “I think Betty is in for a good fucking tonight.”

“I sure hope so. I've been dreaming of it all day and I’m horny as hell” I replied.

“I could suck your dick for you if that would help?” Jean asked.

“I never thought I would turn down one of your fantastic blowjobs Sis, but I want Betty to get all I can give her” I bragged.

“OK then you had better warm up that magic tongue of yours” Jean smiled as she pulled her shorts off. She climbed up on my bed and was on her hands and knees pointing her pretty ass in my face. “Practice on this” she giggled as she spread her legs for me.

I was really getting good at eating pussy and ass. Carol Wills had been teaching me what to do and what women liked. I was getting plenty of practice from her and Jean both. I also found that I really liked it almost like Jean liked sucking cock.

I moved in close and ran my tongue from Jean’s asshole all the way down into her tight little slit. I worked on it for several minutes and kept trying to work my tongue into that little rosebud of an asshole she has. I was just getting close to working my tongue in as she started to cum. She started to shake and juice ran from her pussy and dripped down her thighs. I licked my way down her slit and started to lick the sweet juices off her thighs.

Once again my cock was hard as a rock and Jean rolled over on her back and offered to blow me. I reluctantly refused and told her I was saving myself for Betty. She laughed and kissed me on the lips and thanked me for the orgasm. She grabbed my dick and got close to it and talked to it.

“Have fun tonight you big fucker” she laughed as she kissed it on the head.

I slapped her on the ass and told her to behave. She left my room with her shorts in her hand and laughing as she went out the door. I showered and got ready to leave and sent Betty a text telling her I was on my way. She replied back that she would be ready when I got there.

I walked downstairs and said goodbye to Mom, Dad and Jean as they were eating supper. Mom got up and gave me a kiss on the forehead and told me to have fun. Dad agreed with Mom and Jean just laughed and waved to me with a big knowing smile on her face.

I drove over to Grandma’s house and Betty came out the door as I pulled in the drive. She was dressed in a pair of orange shorts with a matching orange blouse that was unbuttoned about half way and as she walked toward me I could see those magnificent boobs bouncing and the nipples poking at the material. The color of her clothes really made her tanned skin look dark and her red hair was flowing down her back almost to her waist. Her fire red lipstick set her lips apart from the rest of her perfectly beautiful face. Instantly my dick was hard and all I could do was smile as she climbed in the truck beside me.

Grandma came out on the porch and yelled for us to have a good time. If she only knew how much we would enjoy it, she wouldn't let us go.

“You are beautiful” I smiled as I looked Betty over.

“Thank you” she giggled as she kissed me on the cheek.

We drove off and I took her around town and showed her all the high spots before we stopped at the local hangout. Several of my friends were sitting on the picnic tables at the Hamburger Haven Drive In when we pulled in and parked. I got out and walked to the passenger door and opened it and held my hand out to Betty. She took my hand and stepped out and we walked across the parking lot to where my friends were. The guys all had to pick their tongues up off the ground and all the girls gave Betty a jealous look. I loved the looks we were getting.

I introduced Betty to all my friends and we went inside and sat at a booth to get something to eat. Betty slid over and I sat next to her. The waitress was Karla and I had the hots for her but she had always ignored me. This time when she came to the table she leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. I about shit!

“Hi Jeff” she purred “what can I do for you?”

“Karla this is Betty” I smiled “Betty this is Karla.”

They both looked at each other and I could feel the electricity about to short circuit between them. They gave each other a fake smile and said “Hi.”

We ordered our food and we sat there and talked as we waited. Betty told me that she figured that I was fucking Karla by the way she looked at her. She said that Karla came to the table with her fangs showing like she wanted to kick Betty’s ass for taking her dick away.

I laughed and said that I wished I was screwing her but she would hardly talk to me. Betty told me not to worry that after she was gone Karla would be mine to diddle whenever I wanted. I asked how she knew this and she smiled and said “Women’s intuition.” Who was I to argue with that?

We finished our meal and we cruised around town and Betty slid over in the seat next to me and soon was running her hand up and down my thigh. I was really getting distracted and was having trouble concentrating on driving. I told her if she didn't stop it we could get in a wreck.

“Then you had better park it somewhere!” she smiled as she winked at me.

I knew just the place and headed for Lookout Point. That was the place on the hill outside of town where you took your girl to make out. It had been there for years and everyone in town, young and old, knew why you went there. It was getting pretty dark when we arrived and I found a spot that was overlooking the town. You could see all the lights of town and could see if someone came up the hill.

I parked the truck and turned off the lights. It was the perfect setting as I turned to Betty and looked at her pretty face lit only by the moonlight. Just like in the movies she looked beautiful and I reached out and put my arm around her.

“And just what are your intentions?” she giggled.

“I thought I would lick your sweet pussy until you screamed and then fuck you silly” I replied.

“I was hoping that was what you had in mind” Betty said “except I must give that cock a good sucking.”

“OK, if you must” I laughed.

“I must” Betty giggled as I started to unbutton her blouse. It opened up to reveal those two fantastic tits and I was sucking on them in an instant. I played with one and sucked the other talking turns on them both. In the meantime Betty had my pants unzipped and was pulling my erect dick out into the moonlight. We kept this petting up for a couple minutes and Betty slid over by the door away from me. She told me to lie down across the seat on my back. Of course I obeyed her command.

She removed those orange shorts and I pulled my pants down to my ankles. Betty then crawled over me and lowered her sweet pussy onto my waiting tongue and I wasted no time going to work on it. She reached down and was stroking my hard cock and started moaning as I applied my talents to her wonderful snatch. I was doing the best job of eating pussy that I knew and it seemed to be working. My cousin’s pussy was leaking love juices all over my face. I was licking for all I was worth as I felt her legs shaking as she had her first climax of the evening. I knew she would have more and I stuck my finger in her sweet asshole.

That surprised her and again she moaned out loud. She bent down and swallowed my dick all the way to my nuts. She just stopped with my dick in her throat and worked her tongue across my balls. The feeling was fantastic and if it was possible, my dick got harder. Over and over she thrust my dick deep into her throat and I could feel cum starting to rise in my shaft. I told her I was close to cumming and she picked up the pace even more.

I couldn’t hold it back any longer and I started shooting rope after rope of cum into her mouth. Betty never missed a beat and swallowed every bit of cum I shot into her. She kept licking and sucking my dick until it was almost soft and I was still licking her sweet pussy and finger fucking her tight ass.

Betty finally rolled over and sat up on the edge of the seat. She leaned over and kissed me long and deep on the lips. We sat here and I played with her tit as she rubbed my chest and we didn't say a word for several minutes as we just looked up into the night sky.

Finally she kissed me again and said “that was fucking great!”

I ran my fingers through that long red hair and said “fantastic.”

Betty grabbed my dick and started stroking it as she said “now I want you to give me that fucking you promised me.”

“But I just came” I stammered.

“Then you will be able to fuck longer before you cum again” she laughed as she took my cock in her mouth. She sucked and licked my dick until it was hard as a rock. Then she straddled me and lowered herself onto the head of my manhood. She sat down on it and it sank into her steaming hot cunt all the way to the base. She started rocking back and forth on it and pretty soon she was bouncing up and down at a very rapid rate. I could feel the juices dripping from her and running down my balls and legs.

I grabbed her by the tits and held on for dear life. Then I moved my hands down to her hips and helped bounce her around on my cock. We kept up this pace for a couple minutes and then we slowed down a little.

I grabbed her and pulled her tight to my chest and then I rolled over putting Betty on her back on the seat. I was on top and I proceeded to fuck my cousin like a bunny. I plunged in and out of her tight cunt over and over as hard as I could. A couple more minutes of this I was about to cum again.

I warned her that I was cumming and Betty said “I’m on the pill so you better fill my pussy with cum!”

That was like music to my ears and I started to pump her cunt like I wanted to tear it apart. I hammered in and out of Betty’s sweet pussy until I could not hold back any longer. Betty was digging her fingers into my back as she experienced another orgasm. I thought I would pass out from the feeling of cum shooting out of my dick into the tight pussy of my beautiful cousin. Blast after blast of hot baby seed filled her snatch and started leaking out and running down the crack of her ass.

I collapsed on top of Betty and we both just lay there trying to catch our breath. My cock was going soft and finally slid from her sloppy pussy and more cum ran out onto the seat. I looked her in the eyes and kissed those shiny red lips.

“Thank you, baby” I whispered.

Betty looked up at me, smiled and said “This will be a fun couple weeks!”

I dug a towel out from under the seat and we cleaned up as best we could. I almost got another erection just watching her cover that beautiful body with her blouse and shorts. She caught me watching her and asked me what I was looking at.

“A beautiful piece of ass” I explained. She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.

I drove Betty back to Grandma’s house and walked her to the door. We kissed and she thanked me again for a wonderful evening.

I drove home thinking that I truly was the luckiest fucker in the world. This gardening stuff was really paying off well

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My name is Angie, I’d just turned 18 at the time of these events and was about to go off to university. My friend Mike is a couple of months younger than me, he’s tall and very fit but somehow we’d always just been ‘friends’. He was going off to University on the other side of the country soon and we were spending a fair amount of time together before going our separate ways. We enjoyed each other’s company and had done all the usual stuff together as we grew up, playing doctors and nurses and...

Spanking
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Garden Service

Garden Servicepart 1Charlie Thurston looked out over the garden while wiping his forehead with a piece of cloth. Two hours work had resulted in a mowed lawn, cleaned out pool and trimmed hedges. This was the second summer that Charlie spent his summer doing yard work as a summer job while attending college. First year with his own route and truck since last year he had worked alongside the owner of the company for a couple of weeks and then filled in spots where needed. But hard work paid of...

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Sallys Garden

I’d just got my driving license and I was allowed to borrow my parents car on condition I did the errands like drop my kid brother off to play with his friends and all that crap that my parents had had to do before I passed the test. I didn’t really mind. Anything to get to drive. That very first week my brother had to be dropped off and collected at his friend Darren’s house. Darren lived in the next borough and it was quite a complicated drive if you wanted to avoid the M25 ring road. It...

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Tollies Garden Pt2

 I slept in that next morning and didn’t wake up until eleven. It was Saturday and I loved not having to get up and rush out to school. The fact is, I loved to sleep—still do, but not like I did when I was a teen. Anyway, when I got up, I looked out the window but didn’t see Tollie. I took a long shower, played with myself, had a huge orgasm then got dressed, throwing on an old pair of cutoff jeans and a baggy T-shirt and even before I got to the kitchen, I heard Tollie and my mom laughing....

Love Stories
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The Garden

I had to pay for college somehow, so when a job at the hardware store came up, I took it. I liked that kind of stuff anyway and figured it would be a good way to learn useful things. I was a chemistry major, but all that was going to get me was a job. I wanted something that would teach me useful things, like how to fix a toilet. I went to my job after school and on weekends. It wasn’t hard work, but a lot of times customers would ask me questions I couldn’t answer. They’d be looking for a...

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Angelas Garden Lover

As time flew by me and my wife Angela’s sex life was scintillating. Harry (Angela’s first lover other than me) whom she still dates for rollicking and titillating love making – had ignited a spark within us. We as a couple were having the greatest time of our lives. Our love making and desire for each other knew no boundaries. It was amazingly sensuous for me to know she was having a great time with her lover Harry and we would talk about how and what he did to her well-endowed body during...

Wife Lovers
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Eve Walks in the Garden and Talks

Eve Walks to the GardenIt was a warm summer evening with a reddening sky as John escorted Eve out the front door of the Foshay Hotel. John had saved her from embarrassing both of them.It was a short walk to a green oasis south of the hotel. Not a garden by any means but it had grass, trees, and benches. Eve clung to John’s arm for stability.Eve was unstable and she was angry. John could feel her tension in the way she grasped his arm. The clicking of her high heels on the cement bore audible...

Wife Lovers
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Adventures of My ExWife Working in the Garden

It was between our first and second c***d. The baby was six or eight weeks old and my wife had just been released for sexual activity by her doctors. She was horny as hell and I was getting an unusual amount of pussy from her. We lived on some acreage that had a small amount of bottom land for a garden and my sister’s husband and I were growing one there. The garden was about 150 yards from the house.On this particular day my wife was very horny and she let me fuck her that morning before I...

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Garden

As I'm kneeling there, over my garden, stretching to grab at the last of the weeds, I feel my wet hair caress my heated cheeks. I love that feeling, especially on such a hot day as this one. I'd been working in the garden for over an hour now and the sweat was flowing freely. There was, in fact, so much of it that it has left a wide swatch of moisture between my breasts, leaving my T-shirt soaked down the front. Leaning back on my heels, I again stop to wonder if I'm crazy to be out here...

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THE GARDENERS GIRL

Introduction: Swish! Thwack! The cane stung across Maggies arse for the twentieth time. Her bottomed burned with the delicious feeling of pain and pleasure Swish! Thwack! The cane stung across Maggies arse for the twentieth time. Her bottomed burned with the delicious feeling of pain and pleasure. She was being punished by her husband. She knew it was exactly what she deserved for the way she had humiliated him earlier. Are you getting the message now Bitch? Richard asked as the cane landed...

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Bangalore 8211 A Garden City

Hi friends this is rahul here from bangalore. I’m 24 year old. 5’11 tall with a normal physic. I love this site and all the stories. Coming to the story i was at majestic waiting for my bus. Bus came and i got into it. All the seats were full so i had to stand near the door closer to the female seats. I was standing and looking towards the front side of the bus there were two girls sitting they were talking to each other. They were friends and one of the girl looked at me our eys met for the...

2 years ago
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In a Secret GardenChapter 19

I'd hate to admit it, but we wasted a pretty big chunk of the next two days before Amy and I gave up and quit the search for finding an entry into the final chambers for now ... and we just admitted defeat and handed over the entire project to our resident contractor, Jason who certainly understood mechanics better than we ever would. Besides, we still couldn't even figure out how to get the downstairs electricity turned on and that was starting to drive me nuts. "Of course you...

4 years ago
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A Walk to The Paradise Garden

Note: The title is shared by a wonderful piece of classical music by Frederic Delius. If you can acquire a recording, you will find this story mirrors the music, and with a little luck, when the music stops, the tale will be near the end. This story is dedicated to the exquisite Honey123, her contributions to Literotica are priceless, and I will always covet them! ******************************* The beach was deserted. Only a lone crab tentatively made its way up the sandbar, pausing to...

3 years ago
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In a Secret GardenChapter 20

If I had even the slightest doubt that our resident retired biologist would leap like a kangaroo for the chance of directly furthering his esoteric researches into the wonders of duckweed, those fears were put instantly to rest the moment I started discussing the tentative idea of a chain of ponds stretching across three former house lots. Overjoyed would be an understatement. He nodded his head and shook my hand a lot and expounded for at least half an hour on the wonders of aquaponics under...

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Antonios Garden

Eighteen months before, after having lived in an apartment for five years, I decided to buy a house. The home needed quite a bit of work, but the two-acre garden, having been neglected in the preceding years needed a miracle. The house renovation was the easy part of the transformation, and within four months it was looking great. Two months later I met Antonio, a gardener, who was recommended to me by a neighbour.Antonio was stocky, with the most beautiful brown eyes and long black eyelashes I...

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Into Lianas Secret Garden

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...

2 years ago
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Secret Garden

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,...

3 years ago
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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...

4 years ago
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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...

Reluctance
4 years ago
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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,...

2 years ago
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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,...

3 years ago
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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...

MILF
3 years ago
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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...

1 year ago
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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...

3 years ago
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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...

2 years ago
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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...

Love Stories
2 years ago
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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...

3 years ago
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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,...

3 years ago
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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...

1 year ago
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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...

2 years ago
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My Little Garden

Brenda and Peter had been married for about seven years. It was, in many ways, a marriage of convenience. They had sold their tiny little flat in Winchester and bought an old end of terrace house in a little place well out in the countryside. Peter was always busy at his office and it was quite normal for Brenda to be on her own most evenings until late.  The house needed a lot doing to it but their budget was not really enough to employ anyone.  Brenda began to wonder if they had made a...

Exhibitionism
4 years ago
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Bettys Garden

It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon. Warm and sunny, with a slightly cool breeze, and a smattering of fluffy white clouds.Spring had sprung, the snow had finally melted, and the trees were just beginning to bud. We strolled through the park, hand in hand, as we did every weekend. The fresh air and beauty of the park were both invigorating and relaxing. It helped me recharge, helped us keep fit and active, and we always chatted about anything but work."I had lunch with Betty yesterday," she...

Seduction
3 years ago
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Bettys Garden

It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon. Warm and sunny, with a slightly cool breeze, and a smattering of fluffy white clouds.Spring had sprung, the snow had finally melted, and the trees were just beginning to bud. We strolled through the park, hand in hand, as we did every weekend. The fresh air and beauty of the park were both invigorating and relaxing. It helped me recharge, helped us keep fit and active, and we always chatted about anything but work."I had lunch with Betty yesterday," she...

Seduction
4 years ago
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Her Place in the Garden

The warm sun rained down on me as I knelt in my garden. The fresh smell of flowers and bushes combining with the peaceful tranquility of moving the garden dirt around with my shovel. As I squatted doing my daily morning chore, Cynthia peered over her wood picket fence and gave a snort. "Think she'll finish on time this go around?" Florence looked me over, inspecting my progress before checking her stop watch. "Its gonna be close. She still hasn't even put in the Azalias." Oh fuck I...

4 years ago
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Anne gets spanked by old gardeners

I’m Anne a 36 year old housewife, married for 14 years. Just after we married we lived in a quiet suburban area near York. This story is about what happened just after I married my husband Eddie. I was only 23 and at the time I had shoulder length blonde hair, a good figure with 34DD boobs which looked even bigger because of my slim waist.After six months of marriage I lost my job and Eddie suggested I take a break from working and stay home for a while before looking for another job, which I...

1 year ago
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Peeper in the back garden sauna

My name is Tony and I’ve been a landscape gardener now for a few years. I have been happily married to Dee now for over three years. Before the story I am about to tell you I hardly even looked at another woman (honest!). There had been a lean spell as regards to work and I was seriously worried about how I was going to make a living. It all changed when Dee recommended me to Mags, the lady whose house was used by her keep fit group each week as she lived in a huge house with a huge empty room...

3 years ago
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The Rose Garden 1

“We’ve left this area naturalized” he commented, indicating with a sweeping gesture the wild plants native to this area. “Problem is, some of the ducks don’t want to stay in the native area. They’ve acquired a taste for the domestic flowers in some of the formal gardens.” As we walked back to the reception area for the botanical gardens, we encountered two ducks munching on some tulips. They waddled away, quacking imprecations at us for disturbing their dinner. We came to an enclosure with...

2 years ago
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A Garden Party

A Garden Party Liz hated her mother’s garden parties. It was a beautiful spring day and rather than wandering the hills wearing jeans and a tee shirt, Liz was wearing a frilly white dress with little blue flowers on it. The skirt came down to her knees and she was wearing white socks and a matching pair of white shoes. Liz hated the dress. The shoes were uncomfortable and the socks looked silly as far as she was concerned. ‘You look beautiful’ Nanny told Liz, stepping back after tying a...

3 years ago
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Enchanted Garden

The music and loud voices of numerous people was making my headache. I was at a friend’s 10th Anniversary party. I’d been here for almost 3 hours now. It wasn’t as If I wasn’t having fun, I was. But, spending this much time in a crowded, noisy room could make anyone’s head spin. I needed a breath of air. My friend had a wonderful rose garden in her back yard. She had gotten stonewalls surrounding the garden and a few Victorian benches to lounge in. She even had a stone fountain in the middle...

4 years ago
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The Garden Party

Today is Sunday and I’m so excited because Master finally invited me to his friends’ garden party.   Once a month Master and his friends get together for a garden party and Master always went alone except for today.   Quickly I get ready.   While in the shower I start wondering why Master is taking me this time.   Is it a special day?   I thought the parties were for Master’s only.   What does my Master have up his sleeves?   I pushed those thoughts out my head and started to get dress.  ...

1 year ago
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Eve and the garden A Fantasy

Eve loved her walks through the garden. Not that Eve of Adam and Eve or that garden, the garden of eden. But, where Eve walked was a beautiful place almost magical. It was more a forest than a garden, but, she called it her garden. one part of it anyway the open space by the stream where the birds sang and the a****ls gathered to drink.Eve was a beautiful woman with long blonde hair that went all the way down her back, deep blue eyes like pools of water, long legs and a striking figure. Small...

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