Mature BBW and the Gardener Pt. 02

I showed up at Jess' house early the next morning. I was still reeling from the day before. My mind raced as I started measuring and roping off areas for the flower and vegetable gardens she asked.

"Did that really happen?" I thought to myself. "Would it happen again?" "Was it a one-time thing?" "How should I act around her?" "Will I make it weird?" I continued to fight off my anxiety about the situation and put my mind into my work. As I was digging the perimeter of the first flower bed I felt a tap on my shoulder. It startled me and I quickly turned around and knocked the glass of ice water Jess was holding. The cold water splashed all over her tight white t-shirt. Drenching her chest causing her to yelp in surprise. The water made her shirt become translucent and her nipples stiffen under the cold. I apologized profusely and explained I was deep in thought. Jess laughed, holding the now empty glass and smiled at me.

"It's OK, I shouldn't have snuck up on you like that." Jess laughed looking down at her soaked shirt. "Let me go back inside and get you another glass of water." She turned and headed back into the house. I watched her walk. The shorts she wore hugged her curvaceous ass like they were hanging on for dear life. I couldn't help but stare. Just before she entered, she turned around and caught me staring. Jess smiled and smacked her ass cheek playfully. My face turned red. A few moments later Jess returned with another glass of water. However, she has changed out of the wet t-shirt and into a very small bikini top. Her breasts tempting to fall out with each step towards me. I was hypnotized. She handed me the water.

"I was going to lay down in the hammock for a while. It's such a nice day I thought I would get some sun." Jess said, "Unless you feel I will be distracting to you." It was hard not to get lost in her sensual body. I knew it would distract me, but I didn't want her to go inside. It was a beautiful day and what better way to spend it than to be in the presence of such a sexy woman. I stammered out a reply.

"No Mistress, you won't be a distraction."

Jess moved close enough to me to whisper in my ear.

"When I am inside, you will call me mistress. When we are out here, I am Jess. But, trust me, I plan on being a distraction." She kissed and nibbled on my ear as her breathy words intoxicated me. I felt her hand caress my ass and then punctuate her whisper with a gentile squeeze. I felt my knees almost buckle and it took all my strength to keep my composure. She turned and walked to the hammock and climbed into it. Her thick thighs just visible to me. I did my best to keep my mind on my work, but it was difficult.

I managed to get the borders laid, the soil put down, and both the vegetables and flowers planted in their respective gardens. I heard Jess sliding out of the hammock behind me.

"Wow, you've been busy!" Jess said, "It looks incredible, thank you." She whispered with a gentile kiss behind my ear. "Why don't you get packed up and I'll get something ready for you to eat." Jess patted my ass. "Meet me in the laundry room when you get done."

I smiled, agreed as best I could without my voice cracking, and started to hurriedly pack up, without looking like I was in a hurry.

I stood in the laundry room and called her. "Hi, Jess? I'm in the laundry room." She answered from another room.

"I'll be right there."

A few moments later she appeared in the doorway. Wearing a thin bathrobe that held her form tightly. Accentuating the curves of her hips as well as her statuesque body. Her dark hair fell softly around her face, the shock of grey making her blue eyes glow even more seductively. My only thought, 'Anything she wants.'

"Strip." Jess said, breaking me out of my trance.

"What?" I asked, while obediently following her command. Like my mind and body were separated entities in her presence.

"Good boys don't question. Good boys, do." She said crossing her arms and taping her fingers with a playful scolding look and tone. "Plus, your clothes are dirty, and I want them in the laundry, and not tracking soil inside."

I put all my clothes in the washing machine and Jess started it. I stood there as I was told but felt slightly embarrassed standing naked in front of her. She turned to me and said,

"Now it's time to clean you up." Jess turned around and reached her hand back as if to grab mine and lead me. She, purposefully, slapped my hand away and grabbed my semi-erect cock. Leading me around the house to the bathroom in her bedroom.

"The shower is ready." She said taking a seat in a chair that could have decorated the halls of a great estate. "And I am here to make sure you are clean." She crossed her legs, and her robe opened slightly, exposing her luscious thighs. In a trance of lust, I stepped into a glass shower in the middle of the bathroom. With Jess, on her throne, as my audience. "Clean yourself good for momma, baby. Then we will get you something to eat."

I started showering the best I could, while being watched by this beautiful, mature, statuesque, and sexy woman. I heard a giggle out of Jess.

"Wow Mark, you do know how to make things grow." She said pointing to my erection and smiling. I started to turn and cover it up with embarrassment, but her words stopped me. "Oh no you don't. Don't you dare hide cock from me. You have a beautiful body, Mark, and you should be proud of that. You're a handsome, sexy, and thoughtful man. And I need you to believe that." I slowly moved my hands away from obscuring my erection and turned to face her. "Now, I want you to look at me. I want your eyes on me." I met her gaze and slowly washed the day's dirt off my body. Her eyes pierced into me. Energizing me. Giving me a feeling of confidence that I had never felt. I wanted her, but more I wanted to please her. I felt alive and safe. And I was hers.

I stepped out of the shower when Jess told me I was clean. She wrapped a giant towel around me and pulled me to her in a tight embrace. I felt her body pressing against me. My aching erection was desperately trying to push through the towel to just feel it press against her skin. With her arms locking around me and swaddling me in the towel she whispered into my ear, "Now my man is all clean. Are you ready to eat?"

"Yes, Mistress." I managed to say.

"Good, boy. Come with me." She released me with a sensuous kiss. Her tongue traces the inside of my lips. Then gently sucking on mine. The towel dropped and she led me to the bedroom. Jess stopped at the foot of the bed and turned to face me. She opened her robe and let it drop to the floor. I was stunned by her body. Her blue eyes and the shock of grey that stood out of her dark hair like a lightning bolt. Her beautiful, kind, but stern face. Her curves. Her full breasts that sagged slightly. Her round belly with the whispers of stretch marks. Her thighs slightly jiggled as she laid down on the bed. She moved to the large headboard and made herself comfortable before beckoning me forward. She spread her legs. Her parting thighs revealing the wet lips of her pussy. "Eat." Jess said.

I stood before her, stunned by a mixture of shock at her order, and unbridled lust. I could feel my body shaking as I crawled between her legs. My hands caressed her thick thighs as I climbed my way to her offering. Intoxicated by her scent and the heat between her legs, I slowly moved my face forward. Enjoying the softness of her as I rubbed my face and lips over her. My tongue traced her lips, and my hands moved from her thighs to her full ass. Lifting her up, slightly and pulling myself deeper into her. The feeling of her warm pussy against my face and her thighs rubbing against my head deepened my trance. She controlled my senses. All I could see, hear, taste, smell, and feel was Jess. I wanted to please her. I wanted to satisfy her. I wanted to be controlled by her. A small groan escaped her as I slowly swirled my tongue around her soft but sensitive slit. I sighed back in pleasure, and she began to softly rub her sex across my face. Jess' hand grabbed the back of my head and guided me deeper between her thighs. She guided me where she wanted me. Telling me where she wanted to be touched, licked, kissed. I obliged, and worshiped every part offered. Her movements became faster and rougher. I felt her body fucking my face as I pushed my tongue deep inside her. My moans of pleasure almost drowned hers out. My hands roughly squeezing her big ass. While she bucked against me I held on. I felt her hand grab mine. Moving it from her ass and guiding my thumb slowly into her ass. She slid down on it and gasped as it slid further in. Her breath quickening as I dove deeper into her.

"Yes," she moaned fucking my face harder. "Eat my pussy. Make me cum. Make me cum all over your face."

"Yes, Mistress." I answered back. I started to feel her thighs quiver and shake. I kept going. I wasn't going to stop until Jess was satisfied. I fucked her pussy with my tongue. Caressing her clitoris each time I pulled out. I felt her asshole squeeze around my thumb, and her hands pulling my head deeper into her.

"Yes!" Jess cried "Make me cum! I want to cum all over my good boy's face." As she fucked my face harder and harder. "Fuck, I'm coming!"

I felt her orgasm wash through her body. Her hands gripping my hair, her legs shaking around my body, holding my body in the position she desired. I felt something stir inside me. I could feel my own orgasm building. As she released wave after wave of pleasure over me, I felt myself cumming. Surprised at my body's reaction to her I moaned deep into her as my untouched cock released jet after jet of cum.

I stayed between her legs. Softly nuzzling her spent pussy. Softly caressing it with my face. Both of us drunk on our own climax. Jess' legs relaxed as she slowly moved my thumb out of her. Her grip on my head relaxed but softly held me in place as I enjoyed the afterglow between her legs.

"You are such a good boy." Jess said as she lifted my head up. Seeing her satisfied, dreamy, smile was all the thanks I needed. Maybe I should reward you. With a feeling of embarrassment, I lifted my eyes to meet hers.

"No need, Mistress," I said. "I am here to please you."

"Nonsense," she said. "Come lay next to me." I did as I was told. I had no way to hide it and just let her see what had happened. I lay next to her, my cock and stomach slick and sticky with my own pleasure.

"Did you cum?" Jess asked.

"Yes, Mistress." I said embarrassed.

"You came from eating my pussy?" Jess asked.

"Yes, Mistress." I sheepishly answered. She grabbed me and kissed me deeply.

"That is so sexy." She said, "Has that ever happened before?"

"No Mistress, I am sorry."

"Do not be sorry." Jess said smiling "You are wonderful." She wrapped her arms around me and held me. I felt her whole body encompass me. I felt a calm wash over me I had never felt before. "You lay here and relax for a while. I'm going to make us something for dinner. Hopefully, you still have an appetite." She said kissing my forehead softly and got up from the bed. She put on her robe and left the room. I fell into a calming deep sleep.

I was awoken with the feeling of warmth around my cock. I opened my eyes to see Jess, smiling at me while softly washing the dried cum from me with a soft cloth.

"There," she smiled, "All clean and ready for dinner. Hope you're hungry." I stood up and looked around for my clothes, or a robe, or anything to wear.

"Oh no," Jess said, reading my mind. "You are already dressed for dinner." She touched my cheek and softly kissed me. "Come on, before dinner gets cold." I felt uncomfortable having dinner with her while she was clothed, and I was naked. I felt vulnerable, but excited. And all I could say was,

"Yes, Mistress."

We sat across from each other during dinner. Talking about anything and everything. If I had a girlfriend, what I want to do now that I am out of school. I told her that I didn't have a girlfriend as I was normally shy around people and didn't seem to 'click' with girls my age. I also said I wanted to grow my business and do more landscaping design. Jess smiled and agreed that sometimes a more mature woman can drag you out of introversion. And if I was interested, she would be happy to tell her friends about my services. I thanked her but silently wondered which services she was talking about. We finished dinner and I cleared the table and cleaned up. I almost forgot I wasn't wearing clothes. That was until I felt Jess' soft hand caress my ass while I loaded the dishwasher.

"Leave the dishes." She said and handed me a large glass of wine. "Come sit with me." We moved into the living room as Jess clicked through the channels on the TV. As I slowly sipped my wine, Jess moved closer to me. She reached over me to place her glass on the table next to the couch we were sitting on. As she did, the top of her robe opened, and I felt her soft, warm breasts, tease my cock. Which was getting harder and harder. As she moved back from reaching over she commented,

"Well, looks like someone is in the mood for dessert." She took my glass from my hand and placed it next to hers on the table. Making sure her breasts teased my hard cock as she did. She made herself more comfortable on the couch and laid her head on my lap. Her hands softly rubbing my thighs. She pushed them apart and her fingertips softly caressing my balls. As she did, my hard cock jumped and twitched. She giggled at the movement and ran her hands up and down my shaft while rubbing her face with it and placing gentile kisses on the head. I let out a sigh as she further manipulated my dick. Licking, sucking, and kissing it nonchalantly all the time watching the TV. I didn't know what was on, nor did I care. I was focused on how good her body felt against mine. How good her lips and tongue felt on my cock. Slowly she put the tip in her mouth and swirled her tongue around the head. I breathed in heavily, and she moaned sensually around my cock. Slowly, and softly, she devoured me. She teased me slowly with her lips and tongue. The orgasm was building up inside me. She took my hard cock out of her mouth, and without looking at me she said,

"Does my good boy want to cum?"

"Yes." I quietly whispered.

"Yes, what?" Jess said sternly.

"Yes, Mistress." I answered, forgetting my place for a moment.

"Do you want to cum in my mouth?"

"Yes, Mistress. Please." I pleaded as she stroked me, keeping me just at the edge.

"Ask me." Jess said. "Ask to cum in my mouth."

"Mistress, may I please cum in your mouth." The words escaped my lips. I had never spoken this way to a woman and the mental excitement combined with her soft lips slowly coaxing my orgasm was making me almost delirious.

"You're a good boy for asking. Yes. You may cum in my mouth." With that she devoured my cock and caressed my balls as I emptied them into her sweet, waiting mouth. The sensation was like nothing I had felt before. Pulse after pulse from my cock shot streams of jizz. I roared as the orgasm washed over me. Jess took all of it and squeezed out the last drop. She kept my cock in her mouth until my body went limp.

Jess looked at me and smiled. She moved towards me and gently kissed my lips. I felt her tongue force into my mouth, followed by my cum. Surprised at first, I swirled my tongue around hers, as we played with my cum. I have never felt this dirty, or used, and I wanted more. I was her 'good boy' and willing to do anything she wished.

We finished the bottle of wine as we cuddled on the couch.

"Come back on Saturday to finish the yard, and I may have a surprise for you." Jess said, smiling.