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Part VIII and The Conclusion of “The Gardener”

Empress EmmaJane — Wed, 29 Jul 2009 22:54:48 +0000

I licked on the blonde’s clit and felt a jerking on my dick. I was trembling from partially holding myself up and being already overly exerted. I was greeted with another surprise as my legs were spread and an ice cube circled my ballsack. Cold liquid rolled over my nuts giving me goosebumps and making me nervous. I was being smothered as an ice cube was pushed slowly into me, while a moist wet mouth went back to work on my cock.

I struggled against the new sensations and felt a slap to my right buttcheek. It stung a bit and was followed up with a hit to the left. I started to panic as her friend rolled her pussy into mouth, as we gasped for air simultaneously. My sack was gripped hard and pulled downward as another ice cube was added to replace the recently melted one. My toes began to curl as my load was finally deposited into the back of her friend’s throat.

Another few smacks to my ass sent spikes of pain through my body as I was sucked dry. I was finally freed as I stumbled to pull my shorts up. My knees were weak and I could feel my anus puckering as the melted ice dribbled down my leg. Her friend licked her lips and was a puddle of satisfied on the chair. The wife thrust money into my pocket and grinned at me. I wiped my mouth on the back of my forearm and retreated quickly. Humiliation set in as I practically ran from the backyard leaving my ladder. I never wanted that to happen again, but if I had to do it over I would have not changed a thing.

The Continuing Journey of “The Gardener”: Part VII

Empress EmmaJane — Fri, 24 Jul 2009 18:28:37 +0000

An undulating tongue on my cock put me back at ease and I let the lady of the house mount my face. I kept thinking of a girl at college I liked instead of her. I let my tongue run WILD all over her snatch, while she bucked against my face. The taste of her juices on my lips made me push on more. Her friend had decided to play with my balls and I felt her finger tickling my anus. I felt a shiver go up my spine as her finger pressed upward into me.

She wiggled the tip inside as she engulfed my full length inside of her mouth. I was becoming light headed as I snuck PEEKS up at the lady. The heady smell of her sex was deep into my nostrils. I felt her friend pump my ass while slipping another finger inside of me. I wanted to pull away because it was wrong, but it felt so good to me. I would have never asked a girl to fuck my ass with her fingers before.

I was at that point when you have been teased for so long that you find it hard to ejaculate. They took this as a sign to persist and moved quickly to push my face into the chair. The friend turned over and propped the top part of the chair up into a reclining position. The wife bent me over her friend’s face as my head was buried between her golden thighs. My ass was in the air for display and my stiff cock began to SWAY.

Part VI in the Story of “The Gardener”

Empress EmmaJane — Tue, 21 Jul 2009 18:52:29 +0000

Her friend chortled as her nostrils flared while her lips charmed the pre-cum out of me. She kept a tight vacuum around the base of the head of my penis. I could feel her tongue dancing over the tip that made me flinch repeatedly. It got to a point that I could hardly concentrate and found my fingers digging into her ass. This only seemed to turn her on more as she gave a muffled moan. They both enjoyed each moment of my delectable torture. My balls kept tightening and releasing ready to explode, but denied such pleasure.

I closed my eyes and prayed for the woman to either let me cum or let me go. She would stop and let my cock quiver till the pulsing slowly subsided and then stopped. I was on the verge of screaming when the brunette lady grabbed my EARS in a death grip. She had pulled her thong to the side and was humping my face. I went to push her off and felt her friend’s mouth slide up half way up my throbbing cock and clench me with her teeth. I yelped and quickly placed my hands back on her ass.

I was in a compromising situation that had just turned really ugly. I had fantasized numerous times about this very situation. Two hot, horny, and totally fuckable girls that wanted to fuck me silly. Who salivated for the taste of my cock in their mouths and would suck down every ounce of my semen.

Part V: Back to “The Gardener”…

Empress EmmaJane — Sat, 18 Jul 2009 22:34:59 +0000

I wanted to tell her off or at least leave while I still had some dignity. The thought of rubbing oil on her friends tanned flesh was more than I could withstand. Her friend looked back at me with those beckoning blue eyes and I dropped to my knees at her side. I was told to move to the front of the seat so I could evenly spread the suntan oil onto her back. I begrudgingly gave in and moved to the head of the chair, where the blonde propped her head up to face my crotch.

I already felt myself filling out my pants again as I applied the lotion. The lady watched the look on my face as my hands moved over her back with a devilish grin. Her friend moaned into my crotch and told me to go lower and lower, past her panty line and over the exposed sides of her heart shaped bottom. I was so enamored by the sight that barely noticed that she had pulled the front of my shorts down.

The head of my cock slipped into her awaiting mouth easily. I wanted to pull away, but found myself stuck in the tender persuasion of her teeth. I looked into the sadistic eyes of my current employer as she told me to keep massaging the oil on her friend’s back. I was turning red from a mixture of embarrassment and anger. I had to comply with what she said and continued my labor.

To be continued…

Part IV in The Continuing Tale of “The Gardener”

Empress EmmaJane — Fri, 10 Jul 2009 00:19:09 +0000

She started slowly as she looked up at me with her bewitching hazel eyes. I grabbed onto the ladder and almost dropped the trimmer. Her hand tilted my cock up as the tip of my head left her mouth. I didn’t know what to do as my knees went weak while she suckled my balls. They were tight for most of the time I was there, but they started loosening up under her ministrations. The fingers on her free hand ran up and down my TREASURE trail. Her hand rhythmically worked my shaft making my toes curl before she tucked me away and handed me the drink.

My hands were shaking as she strolled off. I set the glass on the top of the ladder and took a moment to collect myself. I could hear her friend snickering as the rich bitch lay out next to her. I was ready to cum in my shorts I was so close. My hard-on was throbbing as I tried to ascertain what just happened to me. I could hear them talking about the look on my face. How I was like the others. Young, dumb, and full of cum. I felt molested and used by a married woman. Marriage vows were supposed to be sacred, but I guess not with her.

My mind was spinning as I came down from my high and concentrated on my work. They remarked on how my ass was so tight and they wondered how it looked bare. They mused about how long I’d last in bed, since I was not yet a fully grown man. I took some offense to that comment and trimmed the last bit before getting off the ladder. I was ready to collect my payment when she asked me to put suntan oil on her friend. I watched her roll onto her stomach and reach back to undo her bra.

Let’s Visit with “The Gardener” Again… Part III

Empress EmmaJane — Wed, 08 Jul 2009 17:41:34 +0000

I was a little embarrassed when I realized what she was probably smiling about. My cock felt as straight as an ARROW in my shorts. It was beyond uncomfortable, but I still had a job to do. The faster I was done, the faster I could get some relief from more than just the sun. I grabbed the ladder and positioned it near the hedge. I came back from my truck with the hedge trimmer and she was there next to the pool.

I almost tripped over my tongue, which would have been very bad at the time. She was in a tiny pink bikini and sunglasses. I took in a deep breath before plugging in the electric extension cord and beginning my work. It was all I could do to keep my mind off the half naked woman behind me. I could hear her when she moved, her breathing, the clink of the ice as she drank her iced tea. I had to stop and wipe my forehead just to sneak glances at her.

I finished the sides and had to climb the ladder to trim the top. I had barely started when the lady of the house came out. She was a drop dead gorgeous brunette with legs that wouldn’t stop, handful sized tits, and luscious cock sucking lips. She offered me something ICEY to drink as she thanked me for trimming her bush. I was going to correct her, but she had already pulled my shorts down and STUCK my fully erect dick in her mouth.

To be continued…

The Saga of “The Gardener”: Part II

Empress EmmaJane — Sat, 04 Jul 2009 13:17:22 +0000

I, of course started with the front and hit the nose on the button with it taking an hour to complete. By the time I was done, I felt like one of those guys in the Bod commercial without the actual cool bod part. The sweat on my body combined with my tan made me glisten from afar, I guess. My long blond hair was in my face more than out of it which must have looked sexy from a distance. I had noticed the lady of the house watching me from one of the upstairs windows. I could feel her eyes upon me which was a bit unnerving as I pushed the lawnmower to the back.

It took me no more than fifteen minutes to mow the back yard. They had a walkway that wound its way through planted trees and flowers. It reminded me of the Botanical Gardens. That wasn’t my concern though, just the six foot hedge that went around the pool area. I put the lawnmower back into my truck and took a moment to rest. That is when her female friend stopped by for a visit.

I watched her get out of her BMW and slink past me. She was a bottle blond with an artificial rack. I couldn’t stop staring at her chest. She wore a tank top that displayed her cleavage well. She smiled coyly and looked me up and down with those deep blue eyes as she walked away. The FRAY on her daisy dukes swayed as her ass switched from side to side. It was mesmerizing and took me a moment to register that she was in the house.

To be continued…

Introducing the Multi-Part Tale of “The Gardener”…

Empress EmmaJane — Fri, 03 Jul 2009 22:23:34 +0000

Hello, my Dears. It’s time for some fabulous written erotica!! This current installment of “The Gardener” will be the first entry in the story, which will unfold over eight future posts. So… Read! Absorb! Enjoy!! Now, on to the story…

I’m a red blooded American male that has a higher than average imagination when it comes to sex, as most every red blooded American male does. Now, I’m not saying I’m whacking off to every hottie that I see. Or at least I try not to. I was raised with a strict code of ethics, such as no sex outside of marriage. That normally complicated my life more than I liked, but not to the point of being thoroughly taken advantage of. Ummm… Let me get to my story.

Like every college goer, you either work to put yourself through school or mommy and daddy pay the bills. I’m the former and it’s a suck job if I do say so myself. I’m a lawn manicurist for hire; which is a nice way of saying I cut grass, trim hedges, and pick weeds. It is long hot days of manual labor with a semi nice payoff and a great tan. Even though I’m not a total looker I’m not the elephant man either. I’m average looking you know. Just a regular Joe.

I’ve never really understood being stared at like a piece of meat until I worked a job at some three story mansion in the hills. I was not a happy camper when I saw the size of the yard. It would take me an hour or so to even do the front lawn. I was a bit happier to see the back yard, since it was mostly taken up by the Olympic sized pool.

To be continued…