It All Started in the Garden
It had been another scorching hot day. Temperatures rose to three digits, which seemed to be the new normal lately. The day before, I had forgotten to water my flower garden. Having almost forgotten again, I went outside to remedy the situation.
It was late; the stars illuminated the night sky, yet I could still feel the heat from the day lingering in the air.
My husband had come outside to keep me company. Always so handsy, he groped me as I continued to water my plants. I let him touch and grab me however he wished, and soon we were the ones who needed a hose-down! As he rubbed and hugged me close from behind, I could feel his dong starting to bulge under his shorts. He whispered that he felt so horny that he wanted to take me right there.
With kids in the house, it’s sometimes frustrating not to be able to get banged really good—at least, not without the loud noises of the headboard hitting the wall, the bed squeaking, or my pussy deciding to queef. So I thought, “Why not? It’s dark, so no one can see us.”
We felt brave and oh, so horny. Dropping the hose, I followed as my husband led me by my hand to a dark spot on the side of our house. There, we immediately started making out. He lifted me, and I wrapped my legs around him. I began grinding against his crotch, kissing his neck, and lightly nibbling on his ear as he played with my butt cheeks. They peeked out of my shorts that had ridden up when he lifted me.
I could feel his cock poking at my hole through the thin fabric of my shorts. He was ready for me. Excited to get his hose inside my wet and wild punani, I got down and exposed my lady garden.
As his hand swam in my moisture pool, he moaned with delight at how ready I was too. He bent me over a Power Wheels car, wrapped his hand in my long hair to make a ponytail. Then he pulled, arching my back so he could get deeper inside. He hit all the right spots.
My booty jiggled in the air as I dripped with pleasure, continuously refreshing his dick like cool water to a parched plant. He hardened with every thrust until he couldn’t hold his burst of cum in any longer. Exploding his load on my arched back, he watched as his nut slid down. Then, releasing my hair, he held me tightly by my waist as we both recovered from our sexual climax. We dressed while questioning why we hadn’t done this before. Outdoor sex feels so erotic.
My beautiful garden, now watered and nurtured, continues to grow and flourish. I love fulfilling my husband’s every sexual desire and fantasy. I was made to pleasure him, and that I do.
very very hot
Garden fun!
Yes taking off clothing and being “fruitful” did start in a garden. Now you know why!
If plants could talk……lol. Thanks for this nice, hot and loving story.
Wonderful short story but full of love and sex! You're right, outdoor sex is incredible! Thanks for sharing!
Hot Patch, this story was short and sweet and I loved it! My wife and I have both explored outdoor sex recently and whenever we revisit it, we get REALLY turned on. We may go camping soon and experience sex under the stars, out in the sand. Keep writing! ??
Nice Story. I love gardens.
Great story! And to think… the media portrays hot sex as only being outside of marriage. Well, wait! I guess you two WERE outside!
By the way, I had to look up that term “punani.” (Pacific Islander slang word that means “pussy.”). I think I like the word punani more than pussy.
Nice
Love it outdoors! Soooooo horney inducing!
Nature love; very hot.
Yummmmmmmmmm