The constant gardener - Sex Stories

The constant gardener

... Struggling, I wasn't able to free myself. She was too strong. I tried to gasp for air but all that came into my lungs were more of her.

I fell on the floor, broken red pieces all around me. Fondling her left breast, squeezing the nipple tight, she bit her full lower lip with a shudder.

"Oh, I need you to fill me with your big cock", she said, digging the fingers of her other hand into her squelching pussy. It made her even more frustrated. "Come with your fucking cock!"

My body moved on its own, not listening to my soul's scream as I dragged my shorts and underwear off, with my t-shirt too. I couldn't bear the feeling of anything except her against my body. Stroking her leg, begging for permission, I stood up. My cock was as hungry and desperate as she was.

Opening her eyes, she glared at me. "What do you think you are doing, you little freak? Oh, no! You didn't actually think I was referring to you? You think that I would let something as smelly as you even come close to my body? Never in a million years would I let you fuck my tight and perfect pussy."

Seeing my tense body made her laugh. She looked at it, down to my cock. It was leaking precum, pathetically.

"Would you like me to trample your filthy little cock and have you lick the sperm off my toes?" Purring and stretching like a cat, lifting one foot in the air, she made my head spin. With a mocking grin, she said, "Would you like that so very much, your dirty little boy?"

Every second her toes came ...

... closer. I knew that I would burst as soon as she touched me, but I would gladly lick it off her feet, just to make myself useful in front of her. Standing like this, humiliated with my cock in front of me, was the worst thing of all, made worse by knowing that the woman I wanted to do these things for was my mother.

Just as I nodded, she turned her beautiful face away. I was too late. No! I had missed it! I begged her with my eyes, even shuffled a step forward, but she wouldn't even look at me.

"Come with me", she said, and as she walked naked to the front door, I followed her, ashamed to be seen naked next to her. She grabbed an umbrella by the door, still wet from when she had used it earlier. Outside the lightning flashed less frequently, but a dark part of me wished the death of her.

Protected by the umbrella, she walked across the saturated lawn, destroying the grass with her feet. Drenched and shivering I tried to move along carefully. We headed for the pool, barely even visible through the rain.

Pausing by the pool, not far from the roof over the patio, she glanced at my cock. It was still standing. I looked at her naked body in the dark, imagining myself close to it.

She grabbed me by the wet hair. I didn't know what she wanted before she forced me down the steps into the swimming pool. Crouching down she pressed my head until just my mouth and nose and eyes were above water. Because of the rain filling the air it was still hard to breathe. Thankfully, ...