Into Liana's Secret Garden


It was the El Nino time of year and I was riding my bike in blazing after mid-day sun, heading for my ally's house a few miles away from where I lived. I was going to collect a ledger he'd promised to impart me. We were both out of richly 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 bombastic overhanging trees that offered sporadic shelter. A poor distance before turning into one such street, I rose off the bicycle seat and stood high on the pedal without pedaling, letting the cycle's unaided propulsion take me slowly round the crease. I guess I was still a slight boyish at 18. For some strange reason as I turned into the street I looked sideways at a little compressed, blue and xanthous house. My eyes looked straight through an open window and onto the sight of a woman lying on a sofa with one hand holding up a Book and the early deal between her spread branch. I nearly fell, but managed to regain residuum and go on riding. About four houses away I turned around my bike and headed back up the street on the same side at a very behind pace.

There it was again, the titillating sight of a woman fingering herself while reading a book. How she was lying she would take had to deform her head around to notice me. I stopped the bike and peered in, my phallus already swelling. I decided to put my cycle on its stand and go into the railway yard for a better look. But then I quickly summed up the situation and realized that was not the right of available alternative ; for one, a neighbor from the opponent sign of the zodiac could very well be looking out and pick up me peering into the house and yell the copper. Also, why settle for a peek when I could bump on the door and Hope she was home alone, which was likely, considering what she was up to, and try to shoot the breeze her up and hopefully, she being already turned on would let me in for a speedy fuck. I was fairly skillful looking and well built. I got encouraging flavour from older women all the time, and had even scored a couplet of metre already since leaving school.

I knocked at the room access and stood waiting. The door opened slightly and a brown hide Dougla ( mixture of black and East Indian ) char stood peeping out at me, her eyes slightly red and glassy and her nerve ruddy. She looked to be in her late-thirties.
"good afternoon mam I'm here to see Gavin."I said in a soft nerdy variety of voice. Actually, I was considered by my friends as a wonk, and found it quite easy to play the part of an innocent Cy Young man. I did it all the time, especially with the ladies.
"Who is Gavin ?"she asked looking me up and down in an appraising manner.
"Damn,"I thought,"I have a semi hard on, I just hope it doesn't turn her off, thinking I'm a raper or something."The tight old khaki school trousers I was wearing wouldn't do much to shroud it, especially since the lily-white T shirt I was wearing because of the heat did not reach that far. Her eyes did linger briefly on my mid-section, and I noticed the flying blush.
"Gavin Loncke,"I said,"we went to school together. He said the starting time theatre in the first Cross street joining Duncan Street,"I muttered, looking into her eyes, feeling my prick stretching out some more.
"well no Gavin lives here, I'm no-account son, did he say the kickoff cross street if you're coming from the East or from the west ?"she asked, her position relaxing a little as she pushed the door open a little wider, almost one-half way.
I scratched my head and pretended to be trying to remember the instructions. I could now see, with the room access opened wider that she was a shapely, slightly fill out woman, about five seven or eight. She had large sparkling black eyes, a longish pointed nose and full mouth with replete moist lips ; a Sophia Sofia Scicolone type of face. Her curly Black person hair was brushed down loosely to her shoulders. An attractive firearm, I thought.
"I don't recall mam, maybe be meant coming from the West. How silly of me not to have thought about that,"I murmured, while thinking"this cock of mine will surely spoil things if it doesn't behave."
The fiddling fucker was swelling up quite a bit. I brought my hands in face my crotch to try and hide the bulge. I caught her quick glance down.
"It's not your geological fault, he should have told you exactly from which end."she said sympathetically.
"Well it sure is a farsighted ride to the former end,"I said looking up at the sun.
"Yes, I know darling, and in this estrus,"she said sweetly.
"Well, I'd better be off, sorry to have taken you away from whatever you were doing,"I said and saw her blush and quickly take care down.
"Don't headache about that, I wasn't really doing anything often, just reading."
"Would you be so variety as to give me a deoxyephedrine of dusty ice water before I move off, I feel very hungry,"I said.
"cold ice water after being in this estrus, you could get a stroke,"she said laughing softly.
"I do it all the time,"I boasted
"okey,"she said and turned around. She started to close the threshold and then changed her mind. Probably thinking I couldn't possibly be a thief or rapist.

As she walked away I noticed that she was wearing a short thin, blank cotton fiber dress through which green Bikini panties could be clearly seen. Her alcoholic ass bounced nicely against the skirt. I'd already noticed that there was no bra under the escaped cotton plant blouse with buttons all the way down the front, and that she had long mamilla on tiny jutting fauna. Thinking about it made my cock cost increase to the max. She returned with the glass of water and nearly spilled it when she glanced at the massive hard on I was sporting. She looked away quickly, her face growing red. I took the water fashioning sure my finger pressed onto hers.
"Don't drink it too quickly, it's very low temperature,"she said. And immediately I knew what I had to do to produce a favorable billet.

I put the glass to my head and gulped it down in one go. As I was handing her the glass I pretended to cough, and then made a choking sound as I gripped my stomach and knack over. Her big oculus opened extensive and she stepped forward quickly and put a manus on my berm. I pretended to be dizzy.
"I warned you"she said,"come, you'd better come in and sit down for a while till you catch yourself."She sounded genuinely worried.

She let me put one hand over her berm while she put hers around my shank and led me into the business firm. I let my hired hand go all the way over her shoulder and residue on a boob, grazing against the prospicient teat. She led me to a chair and after I'd sat down she went back and closed the threshold. I bent over bringing my head to my knees. She came and sat side by side to me and scratch my back softly.
"You alright ?"she asked softly.
I nodded in the affirmative and rose up slowly and leaned against her, my shoulder against her breast, enjoying the flaccid touch. After a while she shifted away slightly, and asked if I wanted some tea or anything. I said no and looked into her eyes.
"Thanks for helping me mam, you're very kind, I wish there was something I could do to establish my appreciation."
"It's alright, you're welcome and you don't have to do anything but sit here for a while until you're fit to hinge upon again."
I looked over to the opposite chair and saw the Word opened face down. I was conversant with it ; it was a Quran about women's intimate phantasy, my Sister had a copy and I sneaked a read. - The Secret Garden.
"Is that the book you were reading ?"
"Yes."
"I've read it."
"Really,"she said, gasping and bringing her hand to traverse her mouth.
"It's very worry. We are all sexual animals. We all have our phantasy,"I said in a nerdy fashion.

I got up and went over to the chair and picked up the book. When I turned around and started walking back to her I saw her eyes descend on my very obvious hard on. I looked down at it, and brought my manus to the front to shyly cover it.
"I'm sorry about this mam, but you are a very beautiful woman ... I think I'd just be going"
"Thank you, and no, you don't have to leave yet ; actually I'm very flattered. Just sit down until you've regained your strength."

I noticed her looking at the clock on the wall for the second fourth dimension in about three minutes. I sat down side by side to her and thumbed through the book.
"What's your favourite fancy ?"I said, storm her.
"I can't think of anything in particular, maybe I'm old fashioned, I like ordinary poppycock,"she said, without looking at me, then added,"what's yours ?"
I looked down at the flooring, feigning shyness."I don't know if I should tell you, it's a bit strange, and you might think it disrespectful."
"I doubt I will, I have an open judgment when it comes to sexual matters, even though I'm not into any really perverted material. I always say ; to each his own,"she said, looking up at the clock.
"You have to go out, or expecting someone ? I can result now, I feel better."
"No, it's alright ; I always look at the clock regularly at this prison term of the day, thinking about the small fry. It's another XC minutes or so before they get place, but I'll still be checking the clock every two or three minutes, just a habit,"she said, laughing out a bit tawdry in a somewhat neural manner.

I was grateful for that bit of full of life information. I noticed that the starting time two buttons on her blouse were loosened. I was indisputable that the blouse had been fully buttoned when she first came to the door. She bent over and ran her hands down her peg, starting from her knee and remained bent-grass over, examining her neatly painted toe nails with her finger's breadth which were also well done. Sitting at the position of her as I was, I was able to get a small down blouse of her bare titmouse, just the top ; the blouse wasn't open wide enough for me to see the nipples.
"You were going to severalize me about your fantasy,"she reminded me turning now to expect me in the eyes steadily.
"hope me you won't laugh."
"I promise ... cross my heart,"she said, bringing a finger to her chest of drawers and making a cross mansion. When she made the horizontal stroke her fingerbreadth pulled the open blouse to the side a good way, revealing for a mo a tempt little bump of bosom ; enough for me to glimpse a coloured areola.
"Well, I often imagine situations where I am being seduced by an aged cleaning woman, mostly my mom's friend or fair sex in the neighbourhood,"I said, looking down at the base in a shy manner.
"I know for a fact that you're not alone in that, from what I've heard that is the most common fantasy among young men, especially the 1 who have not yet enjoyed the body of a woman, nothing to be ashamed of or embarrassed about,"she said, and from the sound of her voice I knew she was smiling.

I felt her good turn to look at me and her soft hand rested on my knee joint. I rose up from looking down at the base and took a sideways coup d'oeil at her smiling face.
"Have you ever been with a woman ?"
"No."I said, shaking my head vigorously to underline the lie.

Actually I'd started having sex a couple of months ago with a forty yr old married lady who lived a few sign of the zodiac away from my home and just last week, emboldened by my success with the married madam, had made a fruitful motion on a fifty something widowed supporter of my mom whom I'd helped home with her groceries from the neighborhood supermarket.
"I find that intemperately to trust, because you're a very handsome Whitney Moore Young Jr. man, surely wad of girlfriend and older women too, would receive your attention, even get to a relocation on you,"she said, rubbing my knee gently.
"They do, but somehow, I lack the courage to let them know how I feel. Don't be fooled by how I'm talking to you so easily, I'm actually quite shy around females. I don't know ; there's something about you that relaxes me."I said, turning to calculate her briefly in the eyes.
"I'm flattered ... do you picture any particular proposition scenario ?"she asked, tilting her head and licking her full lips as she looked at me, and her deal moved just a little bit up my thigh.
"Not really, I conjure up many different situation, but mostly it's in a house that I happen to be visiting or in my family after the peeress comes to see my mom and finds me alone at menage. Sometimes it is outdoors, like I'm walking dwelling at nighttime and meet some gentlewoman who is glad to make my companionship to forestall her from being mugged, and we would end up doing it in some non-white skittle alley or playground, or she just invites me to follow home with her."
"And what do you do when you have these fantasy ?"she asked in an anxiously worry voice.
"What do you mean ?"
"I mean, do you do something about it ... like masturbate ? She asked, barely whispering the last two words.
"I'm afraid I do, almost every nighttime ... I'm not proud about it, I ..."I let my vocalisation trail off and looked away as if in shame.
"That's cypher to be ashamed of, all male child and men do that ; female person too."
"Really"I said naively"cleaning woman masturbate ... do you ?"
"Yes I do, fairly often too."
"But ... but aren't you married ?"
"Yes, but my husband's job takes him away for longsighted periods of time, so when the touch for sex gets me I would usually please myself."
"Wow, I wouldn't have believed it if you hadn't told me so yourself,"I said looking at her with wide, amazed eyes.

I could see that her nipples had become quite prominent through the thin out blouse, and her neck opening and cleavage reddened.
"Let me get you something to drink ... a beer maybe, or some vodka ?"
"I don't drink ... some juice or soda water if you have,"I said tentatively.

She got up and walked over to a footling centre board and bent over it, legs facing pages as she prepared to lift it up. The unretentive skirt rode up her thighs just enough for me to see her flummox vaginal swelling. It was quite plump, and the lean material of her panty was undone into her crevice in a flower cameltoe. I started to get up with the intention of grabbing it, but just then she straightened up and turned around. Smiling, she brought the short hold over and placed it near my ft. I caught her quick lustful coup d'oeil at my privates which was bulging with a monumental hardon.
"For the drinkable,"she said and turned and headed in the way of the kitchen.

She returned two or three minutes later with two glasses of Ananas comosus juice. I noticed that her blouse was now loosened except for the finis button ; I could see her belly and its enticing deep push. She bent over to hand me the drink and I got a gain view of both foresighted nighttime nipples. I stared at them unashamedly. She sat down next to me, turning sideways as she bent one leg and brought it to rest on the chair, allowing a nice view of hot crotch.
"Here's to fellow masturbators, may we remain to please ourselves when the going is rough,"she said, giggling girlishly as she raised her ice of juice, making me marvel if she had taken a slug of vodka while she was in the kitchen.

She took a foresightful sip and then licked her lips provocatively, looking me in the optic, before starting to giggle again, as if we shared some juicy secret.
"What's your public figure ?"she asked sweetly
"Alan."
"And I am Liana, Alan and Liana, rhymes a bit,"she said, reaching out her hand.

We shook hands as if we had just that minute met. I liked the feel of her soft finger and the tight travelling bag with which they held mine. When we broke the shake she dragged her fingerbreadth along my palm.
"How old are you Alan ?"she looked at me with a quizzing gaze.
"XVIII and a bit"I quickly blurted out.
"You look much younger,"she said appearing to be pleased at the revelation.
"I know, hoi polloi always think I'm jr., it could be a draw sometimes."I told her truthfully.
"So what about you, what do you believe about when you ... you know ... chump around ?"I asked, pretending to be blate about the subject.
"You mean when I fuck myself"she burst out laughing heartily.
"fountainhead ... yes."
"I guess you deserve a little peek into my head after you so honestly let me into yours. My pet risky venture is, in a way, a reversal of yours. In it I have this little garden, and I'm sitting in it naked, thinking that I'm alone in there, when suddenly I see this nice much younger man appear and says he'd like to pass some sentence in my beautiful garden and aspect at my flowers for a while. I invite him to advert and reek my flowers ... and one thing leads to another,"she finished, laughing.
She took up her field glass, put it to her lip and drained it while looking steadily at me. She leaned over and put the glass down on top of the board, in the unconscious process raising the leg on the chair up and spreading the other one broad. My middle bulged at the crotch bulge and I followed suit in finishing my drink. My hammer was bone hard in my trousers.
"I like you ... your whiteness ... your honesty."she said, smiling, then added"and your reaction to me."looking directly, with unbridled lust at my massive boner.
"I like you too, everything about you,"I replied, looking at her exposed crotch.
"Come, let me show you my garden,"she said, getting up quickly and taking hold of my hand, pulled me up.

I followed her, marveling at the bouncing ass and the promise it held. There was a grease on the nates of the skirt, suggesting that her cunt was wet. She led me to a bedroom, opened the door and standing in the doorway told me to enter. I made sure enough my berm brushed her prominent picayune tit with its voiceless tit and the backrest of my hand rubbed against her soft belly.
"Go to the window and spirit at the garden,"she said as she closed the threshold behind us.

I walked to the windowpane and looked out, and indeed there was a prissy piffling garden at the side of the house with healthy looking smart colored plants and flowers, in spite of the drought conditions prevailing.
"Your garden is gracious,"I said after looking at it for a minute or two.
"I have a often nicer one,"I heard her say behind me.
"Really, you have another one ?"I asked, turning around.

She was standing there completely au naturel ; the apparel she'd been wearing bundled at her feet on the trading floor. Her fall drinking chocolate skin glistened. Her hands were at her privates, the finger gliding through a monolithic but nicely shaped thick clump of Negro Dubya. She gently pulled at the long hairs then parted the overgrowth to display a fat lump of woman. She pulled the backtalk apart revealing bright red, almost purple, glistening flesh. Her mitt came up and her finger's breadth latched onto the long shadow nipples pulling them out. She poked out her tongue at me seductively and flashed a wicked grinning.
"Isn't this a much nicer garden ?"she asked, lowering one hand and cupping her kitty.

I shook my point in correspondence, feeling my capitulum and cervix grow hot as I watched her turn around to reveal her shapely back that led into a thick, pear shaped, slightly dimpled ass with a few stretch score at the face. The cheeks were really full and jiggled delightfully as she gave her dead body a trivial shake, looking over her shoulder at me. She bent right over, running her hands down her thighs and leg, bringing them to breathe on her shins. Her peg were slightly parted, enough for me to see the lump of black fur covered setting of genus Venus. She rolled her ass slowly, looking at me from between her spread leg with big wet hungry black center. She straightened up and turned around.
"takings off your apparel and come here."she commanded softly.

I wasted no prison term ; I was out of my clothes in a ostentation and headed for her, my heavily cock leading the way. I stood in front of her, my nakedness introducing itself to hers. She looked down at my cock with a wicked smile.
"pull it down and let it take a hop up back and hit your belly."
I did as she ordered, repeating it twice at her bidding. She looked at it with obvious pleasure.
"Would you like to get along into my garden Loretta Young man ? Would you like to touch on the peak and smell them ?"
I nodded in the affirmative. She stepped skinny to me, signaling me to get on my knee. I quickly obeyed and she pressed her genital organ into my face. I brought up my hands and grabbed her ass cheeks pulling her harder against my red hot will face. I inhaled deeply the musk of her dewy twat and felt my nose get wet as it pressed against the soft pulsing lips. The hair's-breadth tickled my poke hole and I stuck out my tongue and licked through them to the centre bump. I managed to get my urgent glossa through the musky development and into the cleft. I brought my helping hand to the black mass and parted it, pulling the thick swollen lips apart. My tongue tasted her slightly salty goop as it made its way into her quivering soma. Her body jerked a few times, and she grabbed my question tightly as she rubbed and rolled her twat on my back talk. Suddenly she started jerking wildly as her wetness increased, washing my mouth and nose and chin.

When she was done Cumming she reached down and grabbing hold of my cock tightly, pulled me up. She then got onto her articulatio genus and began licking all over my shaft and egg. She sucked hungrily on my orchis, causing a sweet but almost unbearable bother. In spite of the pleasure I was glad when she released them and turned her attention to my jerk cock, taking it rich into her hot watery rima oris. She took it as far down into her throat as it would go, and gagged on it as her saliva flowed freely all over it. She choked, gargled and came up for air.
"What a nice stiff, young cock. semen let's get on the bed."

She leapt onto the bed and lay on her backbone with legs spread encompassing and off the bed, hang at the genu. I got between her thigs and felt her unquiet hand snatch my cock and direct it to her womb door. She shook the cock and knocked at the threshold a few clock time before forcing it in with my assistance as I pushed forward. She growled loudly and stir her head word from side to side as I bored into her gushy softness. She jerked upwards helping me to sink into her profundity, and somehow managed with her legs off the bed to wheel her ass under and against me. She dancing and me pounding, we sweated and grunted and hissed and growled like enraged madcap. She brought her ramification to my shoulders and urged me to press them down to her chest.
"recitation me deep,"she spat, almost angrily. And I obeyed.

I pounded her hard as she mumbled unintelligibly and tried to do her little ass rolling at the same meter as difficult a position as she was in. she was a biz fucker, wanting to please as very much as she was being pleased. I looked down at her redden facial expression. She was biting into her posterior lip hard, a painful grimace on her grimace. She rolled onto her side taking me with her without disentangling. On her side she raised a leg high school so I could slip around to the back of her. In that view as she held her leg up with one manus, I slammed into her, feeling her ass jiggle against my seawall with each hard knife thrust. I pounded her like my life depended on it, listening to her heavy panting and occasional growling. Suddenly, I felt the flak run along my wick and extend to the dynamite. She, sensing the impendent explosion, pulled away and quickly spinning around took me into her mouth the minute the first jet of cum flew out of my trembling body. She clamped down hard just below the enflamed cock head as I spurted deep into her throat. She began to gag but managed to maintain suction and penetration. I felt her swallowing.

When she had downed all my thick waters I expected her to release my peter, but she didn't, she continued to suck on it keeping me grueling. She soon straddled me and holding my stopcock straight up, put it to her dripping entree and sat down hard, sending it deep up into her. Leaning forward she gripped my articulatio humeri and after hugging my slope with her spongy yet stiff thighs, she started her lustful, dancing ride. I tried to match her, thrusting upward and grinding and roll in unison with. Her sweat was falling onto me like it was coming from a leaking tap as she bounced and rolled and jerked. She rode me for about half an hour before I felt the familiar build up and her sudden vastly increased pace. I tried to hold back for her but to no avail, I came with an uncontrollable kick. And just as I started to scud into her I felt her body stiffen and then she was bucking wildly as her coming took over. I finished before her and quickly pulling away, slid down and brought her pussy to my mouth allowing her to end up off her turmoil on my face. She seemed to love that and roared her approval.
"Yaaaayesss,"she shouted.
When she was finished she rolled onto her back and I brought my backtalk to her chest of drawers and took an entire breast all the way it and sucked on it for about five minutes as she rubbed my close cropped pass with one script and massaged my flaccid peter and balls with the other hand.
"piece of tail ... you're unspoilt. You sure this is your offset time ?"
"Yes it is,"I lied smoothly
"hoot, at 30 eight I just fucked my outset Virgo ... and it was so good ... thanks baby, I'm glad your maiden was a first for me also ... I'm so happy."
She kissed me recollective and hard, searching my mouth with an eager tongue.
"The Kid will be home soon. prognosticate you'll come back tomorrow and fuck me again ... come in the morn at about nine, I want to have a nice long day with you."
"I'll be here, I promise. ”