Spring Planting. By Brent

Part I: Earth Mother

I was planting flowers, all the while wondering why.  I guess I just did it 
because Julie and I used to do it together every spring.  I always hated 
planting, but loved our time together, planting...or doing anything else.   But 
it's been over two years now since the terrible accident that took her from 
me.  

"Don't think about it," I said to myself, "Think about how she would laugh 
while you bitched about tilling the Hill Country clay."   My mind thought 
back at how these sessions usually resulted in a shower together.  There was 
no way we could shower just to get clean.  She usually started it, soaping my 
prick quickly; just to get it clean enough, but to still be soft when she 
dropped to her knees and sucked me into her mouth.  She always seemed to 
get off just by feeling my cock swell.  Then she would pull back until her 
tongue just touched the tip, looking up with that innocent, little girl 
expression that never failed to...

"Hey, Brent!"  

Startled, I quickly turned to see Angelina, my neighbor from across the cul-
de-sac.  Not thinking, I stood and she looked at obvious bulge in my shorts, 
smiling even as she looked away, pretending not to notice.  

"Do you have any tea bags," she said, "This is a good day for sun tea and I'm 
too lazy to go to the store."  In her late thirties, Angelina did not seem to be 
moving toward the pudginess that seems to be the plague of some women of 
her Hispanic heritage.  I could see the movement of her braless breasts as she 
bent down to talk and wondered if her nipples were as dark as her eyes.  
Almost as if they read my thoughts, I could see the tips start to swell through 
her shirt.  She smiled, almost as if to...

"Stop!" I told myself.  Ron and Angie are good friends and neighbors.  Their 
little girl Ashley, now a very grown up young lady, used to run over to greet 
me every afternoon when I came home from work...  "Sure, Angie" I said.  
"Come on in and I'll see if I can find them.  Julie was the tea drinker, not me.  
So, God knows how stale they will be."

She followed me into the kitchen and I rummaged around the pantry looking 
for tea.  Finally I found the box and turned, just as Angelina said, "You 
really miss her don't you?"

I set the box down, grabbing the bridge of my nose as the tears welled and I 
muttered, "...no one can ever know how much..."

Angelina pulled me in her arms and held me in a close, loving hug only 
those who are good friends can understand.  She then pulled back and looked 
deep into my eyes saying, "How long has it been since you made love with a 
woman?" 

"Since just three days before Julie...."  I started to sob, as she put her 
fingertip to my lips.

"Make love with me.  Help me make you forget Julie.  I want to make you 
happy again."

"Angie...we can't...what would Ron..."

"Ron is in Port Isabel for the weekend helping his Dad and I am sick at heart 
from watching you deteriorate from lack of Julie's love.  I want to replace 
your Julie, if only for a short time.  I want to make you happy again, like you 
were when she was here.  I want to break you out of the funk that is 
preventing you from leading a normal life.  What I want to do is for love...of 
a wonderful friend."

With that, she unbuttoned her shirt, exposing a pair of full, firm breasts that 
looked as if they were begging to be sucked, nipples erect.  I was right; they 
were as dark as her eyes, crinkling with the breeze from the air conditioning 
and from my gaze.

I pulled her to me again, this time more than a neighborly hug.  She kissed 
my neck, nibbling up to my ear.  I couldn't help it.  I pulled her tightly, 
working her face away from my neck and to my lips.  Tongues touched as I 
ran my hands down to cup her and kneed my fingers between her thighs.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMM, God you feel good," I murmured into her 
ear.  Her response was to grind her pelvis into mine.

"Wait," I said, "Julie would want a shower.  Be Julie for me."

Her warm breath touched my ear as her hand ran down my belly and slipped 
inside my shorts, grasping my inflating cock.  "No!  You need something 
more. Julie is no longer.  I am me and I want to help you forget her."  

She pulled my head to her firm breasts and I licked the sweet, slightly moist 
space between them.  Shifting slightly, I took her nipple between my lips, 
sucking at the same time I flicked it with the tip of my tongue.  "Oh, God 
that feels so good.  I've wanted you to do this since the day we moved in."

I pushed her back, both of us trembling; "Angelina...there is more than your 
just wanting to help me forget..."

Pulling me back to her, she murmured, "Yes, Brent, its more than that.  I 
wake up wet, dreaming about you fucking me...hard and fast and 
rough...God, I want you now, here...quit talking and do me now!" 

She ran her hands down my back and fingers slid under my shirt, pulling it 
over my head.  Her tongue drew lazy circles from my neck down to my 
chest.  As she gently bit my nipple, her hands slid down my back and under 
the waistband of my shorts, fingers sliding down my crack, pausing to circle 
my anus.  As she kept moving to my scrotum, I felt a tightness that I had not 
felt in years.  With one hand rubbing from scrotum to the top of my crack 
and back, she moved the other around to the front and unbuttoned my shorts.  
Sliding her hands down, my shorts and jockeys slid down to my thighs, cock 
springing free like a steel band.

"Ohhhh" she moaned, "I knew it would be beautiful...so big...and so 
strong..." as she gently gripped my wide 7 inches.  Stroking the loose skin 
covering my hard cock, she lowered to her knees and sucked the tip into her 
mouth, tongue circling the tip like a lollipop, stroking back and forth all the 
while.  

"MMMMMMMMHHH," I groaned, "You better stop or you'll get a mouth 
full.  It's been so long."

That only made her work my prick harder, sucking me fiercely, moving in 
and out, looking up with those smiling, deep dark eyes.  Both of her warm 
hands worked the skin, stroking back and fourth, while her velvety mouth 
sucked me as deep as I could go.  "MMMMMMHHH," she moaned as she 
could feel the tension building, a warm tingling that started in the pit of my 
stomach and worked its way to the tip of my throbbing penis.

"Oh God, I'm going to cum," I groaned.  With that, she pulled it from her 
mouth, smiling up at me, never slowing her stroking.  Just as the first thick 
gob hit her mouth, she said, "so sweet...I want it all," and sucked me deep 
into her throat.  Two years of building, I was cumming so hard she could not 
swallow fast enough to prevent my semen from leaking out around my prick 
and flowing down chin, dripping onto her heaving breasts.  "Dios," she said, 
"I wanted that for so long.  If I only knew how sweet it would be..." as she 
rubbed my dick all over her face, cleaning it with her talented mouth and 
tongue.  "I want all of you," she sighed, as she stood, pulling me with her, 
never letting go.  

She pulled me to our bedroom, pushing me gently to sit on the bed that Julie 
and I... "Angie, we can't do it here, not on Julie's..."

"SHHHH! You have to break away; you have to get a new life.  Julie would 
want this to happen, just let it..." as she stood and lowered her shorts.  The 
whiteness of her skimpy panties set off her dark skin beautifully, her mound 
pronounced, a darker wetness at the bottom.  She turned her back, smiling at 
me over her shoulder as she hooked her thumbs into the sides of her panties, 
slowly bending forward as she lowered them to the floor.  I could feel my 
cock awaken as she showed me her nearly hairless pussy.  I reached out to 
touch its beauty and her anus crinkled at my touch.  I was everything I could 
do to keep from mounting her from behind as she was bent over, but I 
wanted this to last.  I put my hands on her hips, sliding up her sides, pulling 
her upright as I turned her around to face me.

"God, you're beautiful."  She started toward me, but I held her away.  "I just 
want to look at you for a minute."  Her beautiful face was framed by her long 
dark hair that seemed to bounce with a life of its own, brown eyes, dark skin, 
a cock raising laugh as she whispered, "Do you like what you see? I could 
almost get off on the way you are looking at me." 

"If you only knew!" I blurted.  Her grapefruit sized breasts were perfect with 
just a slight sag...nipples erect...demanding attention.  Her small waist 
flowed into wider hips, whose movements drew my eyes to her neatly 
trimmed cunt.  She was lubricating freely, drops of sweetness clinging to her 
individual pussy hairs.  She trembled as I put my hand out, covering her 
mound with my palm, fingers down and moving between her thighs. My 
middle finger rubbed the wetness between her inner lips, avoiding her clit, 
which I could feel swelling against my palm. As I stroked slowly, she began 
moving in a gentle fucking motion, soaking my fingers with her sweet juices.

"Oh, Oh, God that feels so...OHHHHHH...good." She murmured as I slipped 
my middle finger slowly into her slick cunt, using it like a hook to pull her 
toward me.  I lightly stuck my tongue into her navel and licked in ever-larger 
circles, probing to find her G spot with my finger.  With a start, she jumped, 
telling me I was on the mark. By then, my tongue found her sparse pubic 
hair, probing downward. Lifting my face slowly away from her mound, I 
looked up her.  Eyes tightly shut...mouth open...mewing softly as she shook 
her head.  I stuck my tongue out and touched her engorged clit with just the 
tip while pressing her G spot.  "OHHH GODDDD!" she shouted.  Trembling 
as if she was in seizure, her knees buckled as I pulled her around to lie flat 
on her back on the bed.

I straightened, pulling my hand from her.  "Don't stop," she moaned.  I 
grabbed both of her ankles and set them on my shoulders, spreading her legs.  
Her pussy was opened like a flower waiting for a bee's kiss.  I licked the 
inside of her thigh, moving slowly to her glistening flower, never lifting my 
tongue.  

"Oh God, OH GODDDDD, YESSSSS! " she shouted as I touched her anus 
with my tongue and quickly drew it up her dripping slit, pausing to make one 
quick circle of her engorged clit. Her hips started to buck and I could sense 
she was very near to cumming.  I stopped, not wanting to bring her over the 
edge too quickly and kissed her in quick little pecks from her pubic hair up 
to her mouth, where we could taste us both.  She literally inhaled my tongue 
and wrapped me in strong arms and legs...bucking in a fucking motion...my 
hardness sliding up and down between her slick lips.

As I slid down her body to kiss her sweet tits, she tried to follow, not 
wanting my cock to leave her slippery lips.  "Oh God, fuck me, fuck me..." 
she exclaimed as I took her nipple in my mouth, biting lightly. "Yesssss, so 
good," as I rolled her other nipple between my forefinger and thumb.  I could 
feel her hand sliding behind her butt, first trying to grab my cock, then in a 
near orgasmic shudder, reaching to massage her waiting cunt.  

"Not yet, Angie," I whispered, "I want this to be slow." I slid down slowly, 
my body never losing contact with her clit.  As I licked her sweet vulva, she 
keened a high pitched "UNNNNNNNN."  My tongue entered her cunt, tip 
searching for her G spot as her legs tightened around my head in a gentle 
vice like grip.  In and out, round and round my tongue playing music in her 
organ.  She began bucking wildly, moaning over and over, "Oh God, Oh 
God, OHHHH GODDDD."

At the first touch of my tongue to her clit, she started convulsing in orgasm.  
I pulled her clit into my mouth, holding tight with my lips...tonguing the tip 
while I clinched my fingers in her flowing cunt.  Moving my hand down her 
crack, I quickly inserted my middle finger in rectum, leaving my thumb 
circling in the cunt.  Her belly rolling and convulsing, I could feel her cunt 
and rectum tighten in rhythm with her convulsive movements.  "OHHH 
GODDD! OHHH MADRE DE DIOSSSS! YO QUIERO...OHHHHHHH!" 
She suddenly became totally rigid, gripping my head so tightly to her cunt 
that I could not breathe.  Slowly, she relaxed and I inserted my tongue back 
into her pussy, causing a series of slow mini-orgasms to quake her body until 
she relaxed and fell back, exhausted.  I slowly removed my tongue, and slid 
up beside her, kissing and tonguing lightly on the way.

"My God, Brent, I have never cum like that before.  I don't think I can move.  
You are even better than I fantasized for all these years of watching the 
contentment on Julie's face.  But look at you, so hard and eager."  She said as 
she gently circled my cock, stroking lightly.  "I know a place we can put him 
and make him well," she purred, obviously down from her orgasmic high.  
Never loosening her gentle grip, she sat up, pushing me onto my back and 
threw her leg over my stomach.  As she leaned forward to lick her sweet 
juices from my face, she rubbed the head of my cock up and down her cunt, 
starting her juices flowing heavily.  "OOOOOOHHH, so hard." She purred, 
as she slowly sat on my cock, inserting only the head between her sweet lips.  
Another inch in she murmured, "OOHHH, so big, so hot..."

With that, she promptly sunk it in to the hilt. "AAAOOOWWW!" she 
gasped, "Don't move.  Let her adjust."  I could feel her juices starting to flow 
as she slowly began to move in a circle, moaning.  Suddenly, with a 
fluttering of her eyes, she slowly withdrew and began the slow in and out 
motion.  "OH GOD, THAT FEELS SOOOOOO GOOOOOOD, OH GOD," 
she keened as she picked up speed.  It took every ounce of my concentration 
to keep from cumming with her rotating, squeezing in and out, 
"AAAAGGGGGGGG DIOOOOSSS! FUCK MEEEEE! FUCK!" she 
shouted as her orgasm hit her hard.  "MMMMMMM," she resounded as she 
stiffened and actually stopped breathing, her body flushing red as she slowly 
lowered her body to my chest, breasts cushioned against my breasts, nipples 
touching through a thin layer of sweat.  "OH, GOD," she murmured, "that 
was the strongest orgasm I have ever had...I feel like..."

Suddenly, she looked up into my face, sweat glistening on her upper lip.  
"Jesus, Brent...You're still hard...you didn't cum yet, You..."

Rolling her onto her back, still sunk deep into her body, I said, "We'll fix that 
soon," as I started a slow, deliberate in and out motion. Her arms and legs 
wrapped around my body, pulling and relaxing with my rhythm.  Her breath 
rattled deeper and deeper in her chest, as her movements became frantic.

"GOD, I'M CUMMING AGAINNNNNNNNN," she shouted as she ground 
her clit into my pelvis in sharp humping motions.  "OH, SWEET JESUS," 
she uttered as her pounding came faster and faster and with every movement, 
whispering "UHHHH, UHHH, UHHH!"  Her head was thrown back, arching 
her body off the mattress, mouth open, dribbling saliva with every motion. 
"UHHHH, UHHHH, OOOOOOHHHHHHHH!"

Just as her strongest motion froze her body to me, I felt the tightening, 
tingling sensation as my prick literally exploded into her.  "OH GOD, I 
FEEL YOU CUMMING IN ME, IT...I've never felt it like..." she uttered as 
we both came down softly from our ecstasy. Holding her close, as I rolled 
over on my side, still buried in her velvety cunt, and we held each other 
close, both of us breathing hard, speaking only in moans.  

"Oohhhh, Brent, I've never...I lost count of how many times I came...I've 
never felt anything like...one right after the other...no wonder Julie was 
always so happy...I...I'm sorry, Brent, I didn't mean..."

My silence and gentle cupping of her breast spoke to her that things were 
OK.

After a long satiated silence she said, "Brent, that was simply wonderful, 
but...well...I...I need your help with Ashley."

"What's the problem, Angie, I thought she was..."

"No, let me tell you a story.  I lost my virginity when I was 16 to a boy I 
thought I loved.  He moved on me so fast, I didn't have a chance to warm to 
what should have been a wonderful first time.  He just stuck it in me, 
pumped a few times and it was over.  I was so unfulfilled that I was 
convinced that sex was just a burden that women bore.  It took years and a 
man who knew of a woman's needs before I looked on sex as anything but 
drudgery.  I don't want that to happen to Ashley.  I want you to be her first, 
to make her feel what a truly fulfilled woman feels."

"Angie, I can't do something like that.  She's only 16 and she needs to feel..."

"Brent, I caught her the other day masturbating as she watched you wash 
your car.  She would want it to be you, so would I..."

To be continued.