Mary's Garden
Copyright© 2022 by Master Jonathan
Chapter 2
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 2 - After losing her florist shop Mary Martinez got a job working for the city parks department keeping the flowers and plants watered and growing in the city park. That's where she met Ben Parker, a security guard at the park and Mary found she could make other things "grow" as well!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Workplace Oral Sex
“OHMYGOD! Ben!” she cried out. Her eyes were big as dinner plates and her mouth formed the most perfect “O” as she stood there just looking at me for a moment.
“Well, what do you think? Is this what you are into, Mary?” I asked.
She walked up to me slowly still looking me over, not believing what she was seeing. When she got close she bit her fingernail and she smiled behind it. I sensed she was getting very excited and aroused by my uniform.
“Mmmhmm ... you look very handsome. So macho and authoritative. I like it!” she said. She kept her eyes locked on mine as she slowly reached out and laid a hand on my chest, feeling the texture of my shirt and moving her fingers lightly over my badge.
I let her finger my badge for a moment and the next time she looked up at me I reached around her and quickly pulled her to me. She gasped as our bodies collided and looked at me as if she wasn’t sure what was going to happen next. I quickly showed her.
My other hand moved up to the back of her head and I pulled her into a kiss. A hard deep passionate kiss that took her breath from her. She didn’t seem to mind giving it up though as she wrapped her arms around my neck clinging to me like a drowning woman clings to her rescuer.
I devoured her, crushing her lips to mine. I felt her part her lips and I took the invitation pushing my tongue into hers looking for a playmate. She began sucking on my tongue giving me an idea of what she was interested in.
My cock twitched in agreement and I pulled her hips tight against mine so she could see that we were on the same page here. She moaned her approval of what she felt and her kisses got more urgent.
Suddenly I broke our kiss, took a half-step back, and spun her around, pulling her back so her back was now against my chest. I went in for neck kisses now and she tilted her head, offering her neck and shoulder to my lips. Soft kisses on the neck and nibbling earlobes have been hot buttons for most of the girls I’ve known, and I had no reason to suspect different from her.
“Ooh ... Oh! ... Oh God,” she cooed happily. With her arms around her waist, it left my hands free to roam and they know just where they wanted to go. Tilting her head to the right had caused her right shoulder strap to slip off and was hanging down her arm, so I slipped the other one off her left shoulder.
My hands took it from there and I pulled the front of her dress down revealing her perfect 32C tits. Because her dress had thin shoulder straps and was cut so low in the back and in front, wearing a bra with her dress was not really practical.
Which was fine by me – just one less obstacle for me to have to deal with! My fingers sunk deep in the soft creamy flesh while her hard nipples tried to poke holes in my palms. I mauled and caressed her full firm tits, hefting them to feel their weight, and pinching and pulling and rolling her tender nipples between my fingers.
When I began playing with her tits and nipples, Mary’s hands dropped and moved back to my sides. Her hips also began to get in the game, grinding back against the hard bulge in my pants. With her heels on she was just tall enough to fit my hard cock bulge in her ass – as much as her tight dress would allow at least. But it let me know she wanted more.
Without saying a word, I stepped around her and took her hand. I led her back down the hallway I had just come from and took her to the bedroom. With her other hand she held her dress up, the shoulder straps still hanging down at her sides.
Once we had come into the bedroom and the door closed behind us, I took my beautiful admirer over to the bed and sat on it, pulling her in front of me and between my spread knees.
“Now let’s see what we can do about the pesky dress!” I said with a grin. I took her arm holding the garment up and moved it away, letting the dress slip down and puddle around her ankles.
Holding her hand to steady her, Mary stepped out of her dress and I picked it up carefully folding it and handing it to her to place on a chair nearby. Then she came back to stand in front of me again. She looked a little nervous and wasn’t sure what to do with her hands, finally putting them behind her back.
“Come closer Mary,” I told her and she took a step closer to me. She was within reach now and I pulled her still closer, right up to me. “That’s better. You know you are very beautiful. I can’t believe that you would have a crush on me!” I said. She looked down at me and smiled.
“Well, it’s true. Part of it is the uniform sure, but you are very handsome with or without it. I’ve always thought so ... since the first day I saw you in the park.”
“What do you mean since the first day I saw you in the park? You haven’t worked at the park for very long. Less than a month I think.”
“That’s true, I’ve only been working at the park for about three weeks. But before that, I came all the time as a visitor just to enjoy the plants and beautiful flowers.
“The first time I saw you was about a year ago when you were doing your rounds as a security guard. You caught my eye right away and I watched how you interacted with the other visitors.
“I was really impressed – you not only were friendly and kind, but you seemed to be pretty knowledgable about what you were pointing out too. Most security guards just worry about the security part ... but you, you were not just protecting the park but showing it off as well. Part security and part guide. I liked that very much.
“So I kept a look out for you whenever I came to the park after that and you were always the same wonderful way with everyone,” she said.
“Well, I know that my primary job is protecting the park, but I am also in the public eye and so I want to make sure I am a good representative of the park. If people see me as friendly yet watchful, they will feel safe to come to visit the park.” I said.
“I know I feel very safe with you,” she said, softly.
I caught the cleverly disguised meaning of her words. I leaned forward, sucking one of her hard aching nipples into my mouth and licking the meaty morsel with my hot tongue.
“Oh fuck, Ben! Yes! Oh yes, suck my big tits! Suck on my hard nipples, baby! Ohh God, your mouth ... it feels so good!” she moaned loudly. She thrust her tits out further, wanting me to shove as much sweet mother’s meat in my mouth as I could stuff in it.
To help me in my feasting on her, she brought her hands up, holding my head in place with both hands while pushing my face harder onto her eager tits.
Mary certainly liked what I was doing to her tits, but there were other attractions in this amusement park that was before me. And I wanted to try them all. So while she kept my mouth busy nibbling and sucking and licking her tasty titty treats, my hands went on walkabout and headed for territory a little lower.
Mary was wearing only her heels and her panties now that I had relieved her of her dress and so my hand slid down her trembling stomach until I got to the waistband of her panties. I slipped a finger under the waistband and moved it from side to side a few inches just so she would know I arrived at her dainty undies. When she sucked in a breath, I knew she recognized the fact and I playfully snapped the waistband, causing her to gasp and her knees wavered a bit.
Then my hand moved further down until I felt her pussy lips through the gossamer-thin material of her panties. I noticed a small wet spot developing in the material.
“Why, my dear, you are getting wet! Are you getting excited, Mary? Are you getting turned on?” I asked teasingly. I began rubbing her pussy through her panties as I spoke.
“Ohhh...” was her only reply.
“Well this little wet spot is a good sign, but it’s hardly adequate for a woman who is primed and ready for serious fucking! I think we need to get those juices flowing a lot more freely don’t you?”
I didn’t wait for her answer. My question didn’t really require an answer ... in words, at least. Her answer would come soon enough and it would be clear and concise. My hand began rubbing her pussy and clit through her panties. I rubbed hard enough for her to feel it and she almost immediately began humping back at my hand.
This was what I wanted. I wanted her response to match the effort I was putting in. And it was. She was rolling her hips and fucking my hand even as I was playing with her. She was moaning and gasping as my hand stroked the fire in her leaking pussy and the wet spot grew rapidly.
Slowly, very slowly, my efforts diminished a little and hers increased. Now she was fucking my hand not the other way around. Her need had taken over control of the situation and she was driving her own lust forward. This was my goal. She was right where I wanted her.
“Yes, that’s much better. Your panties are soaked, Mary. You’re drenched. You must want to be fucked pretty bad. Do you? Do you want me to fuck you?”
“Please! Oh please, Ben! Please fuck me! I need you! I want you inside me! Fuck my tight, wet pussy right now! Pleeease!”
Her voice had that half begging/half whimpering tone I love to hear so much ... almost a sob, like she’s hurting and only my cock will ease her pain. I would ease her suffering that much was certain.
What she didn’t know (and I didn’t let on) was that I wanted her every bit as much as she wanted me. And why wouldn’t I, the girl was a total knockout and I’d be a fool not to want in on some of this!
“Well, I’ll tell you what my pretty little security guard groupie, I’m going to fuck you just as you wish. But before I do I want to find out what that delicious aroma is that I’m smelling. It seems to be coming ... from right in here someplace. It’s making my mouth water!” I said as I rubbed her pussy some more.
The insinuation that I was going to eat her pussy and my rubbing her sensitive area caused her to moan and a shudder ran through her. She wavered a bit having to put her hand on my shoulder to steady her wobbly legs.
“Why don’t you lay on the bed and let’s see if you taste as absolutely delectable as you smell!” I said, standing up. I took her by the shoulders and spun us both around and gave her a playful push backward onto the bed.
She fell giggling onto the bed and I moved quickly to grab the waistband of her thin saturated panties, slowly pulling them up her lean tan legs and off her. Mary immediately spread her legs wide apart and held her arms out to me beckoning me to indulge in her.
After taking a long deep sniff of her scent from the wet panties, I hung them on the head post of the bed like a trophy of my conquest of her. Then I went back between her legs and prepared for the banquet she’d laid out for me.
“OHHH FUCK BEN!” she cried out as my mouth covered her dripping pussy. I thrust my tongue deep into the wet, warm hole and it began its search for the sweet pearls of pussy juice hidden in her pussy folds and wrinkles.
I started eating Mary’s savory snatch like a starving man. As I did, she supplied me with a generous amount of sweetness from her flower. However, it was not without some effort. Mary had become quite animated as I started making a meal of her. She bucked and pitched and rolled like a snake on a hot griddle and I was having a hard time staying attached to her crotch.