Tending To His Garden

*A fantasy involving a sexy man I know. One, if given a chance, I would most definitely make real.*

Curled up in the armchair, I took a sip of my tea. The sunshine beamed through the large living room window and fell on my lap kissing me with its warmth. I could just spy my boyfriend, Ted, working in his garden, tending to his flowers and bushes. Repotting required him to lift heavy terracotta plant pots and bags of soil, as ever, I was impressed by his physique. Almost 70, he had the energy and endeavour of a man half his age. His regular hiking trips and active lifestyle certainly kept him in good shape. 

I knew he was about to finish up when he starting putting away his tools. Five minutes later he was inside and grabbed a cold soda from the fridge.
 “Hey babe” he said as he sat himself down on the couch opposite me. I repaid his greeting with a smile and asked if he managed to complete his work in the garden. He was happy with what he had done but decided to repot some plants tomorrow. I liked listening to him. He always managed to enhance my interest of any topic he discussed with his knowledge and understanding, especially because it was delivered in his distinctive deep rich voice that never failed to set off sparks inside me.

I could see he was a little tired as he rested his head back. He had already taken his sandals off - a sign he wanted to relax. I put my cup down and went to him. Situating myself behind him, I started to slowly rub his shoulders. A hint of perspiration on his face and neatly-trimmed beard glistened in the sunlight. He was sitting knees apart, his shorts couldn’t hide his beefy and juicy thighs - honestly, those muscles of his always managed to elicit cannibalistic thoughts in me. And the urge bit me now. I stopped massaging his shoulders and I softly trailed my fingers down his arm as I went around him and kneeled between his legs. His eyes twinkled - no words were needed - it was my turn to tend to his garden.

I squeezed his thighs and kissed and licked them, alternating between the both. My left hand gradually rubbed its way under his shorts towards his groin. Ted gave a slight moan when I lightly groped his bulge through the fabric of his underwear. It was the best feeling in the world, feeling his growing member gave me goosebumps of lust all across my body. I couldn’t wait any longer. In one movement I took off his shorts but was more gentler with his briefs. I slowly dragged them tightly down his genitals in order to enjoy the sight of his hardening cock bouncing out. It didn’t disappoint. My pussy quivered at the smooth silkiness of it, the head so beautifully aligned with the shaft and the nerve that so wonderfully popped out. It was 7 inches when hard but it’s girth was glorious. I tantalisingly licked his slit. A soft long moan escaped him, his whole body tightened when I enveloped his head with my warm wet mouth. After rolling my tongue around the slit a few times, I performed long slow licks from the head to the base right down to his soft fleshy balls. His pubic hair was untamed but not bushy, I dug my nose in. His sweet musky aroma, tinged with sweatiness, filled my nostrils - intoxicating me. I loved the smell. It invigorated my hunger for him. I proceeded to swallow his now rock hard dick. The combination of me sucking and fondling his balls and my tongue dancing on the underside of his glans was producing a murmur of lust filled groans. Tasting his sweet salty precum sent my pussy gushing with desire , I was loving every minute of the effect I was having on him.

I didn’t want it to end, not just yet - I was hungry for more. I allowed my tongue to chart a course down to his balls - lifting them to suckle the soft flesh underneath. Ted knew what I desperately wanted. He schooched forward a little and raised his legs wide to give me better access. The sight of his beautiful ass and exposed hole always sent hot electric jolts through my body right down to my pussy. Seeing his pink hole winking at me made my mouth water. I placed my hands on both sides of his ass cheeks and kissed around his anus before lightly licking his hole. I started to flick and probe his opening with my tongue, first slowly, then using my saliva, added more pressure to penetrate it. A shudder came from him and a long withdrawn out “fuck” - my tongue was working it’s magic. I kept my tongue loose and made circular motions around his hole before driving it in deep again. I could tell by Ted’s heavy breathing and gasps that my tongue fucking was stimulating all his nerves. I revelled in it, my pussy was like a fiery volcano. 

But I wanted to try something new. There was a furnace burning inside me powered by pure lust. I wanted to push the boundaries. All the time I had been feasting on his cock and ass, Ted hadn’t let go of his bottle of soda, condensation had built on the glass surface and was dripping down on to his hand. He was grasping it so tightly, I was almost sure he was close to shattering it. I took the bottle from him. It was one of those that had a narrow neck that was around 3 inches long. I detected a questioning look from him but his eyes visibly widened when I brought the bottle’s neck close to his loosened hole. “Relax baby” I said - adding a bit of seductiveness to my voice. I ran my fingers over the bottle’s rim and neck to make sure it was smooth. I licked his hole again before slowly running the bottle up and down his anus. The coldness made him shudder and gasp but it didn’t deter me. I massaged his balls and stroked his rock solid cock as I slowly eased it in. After how I ate his ass out, his anal ring hardly met any resistance and the tip of the bottle popped in. “Fuck, shit!” he sputtered when I gently twisted and rotated the bottle. Ted splayed wide on the couch made it easier for me to better access his hole and boy did I access it. When his hole met the shoulders of the bottle, I paused and rubbed his abdomen to calm him. His cock was throbbing, it was like someone had stuck a flashing red neon light in his dick. Slowly I started to fuck him with the bottle, stimulating his anus like no one had ever done before. Ted was producing guttural moans that fired up my pussy, his head was thrown back on the couch, his face contorted with pleasure. I loved seeing the neck slide in and out of his hole but I could see he was close to exploding so I stopped. I tilted the bottle a little and poured some of the soda into his tunnel before pulling it out. As soon as I withdrew it, the liquid started to leak out. I wasted no time in licking it up. “Push it out baby” I said covering his hole with my mouth. He did and blasted it into my mouth. I almost came at the thought that I was drinking from his beautiful ass. It was so mind-blowing.

I brought his legs down and re-focused my attention on to his throbbing cock. I didn’t waste any time in enveloping it with my warm mouth. “Fuck Noor”, he exclaimed loudly. I needed his cum and I didn’t have to wait long. His orgasm came like a rolling thunder, he bucked his hips and choked me with his hard pulsating member. He roared as he shot his creamy cum into my mouth and down my throat. I wanted to taste every delicious drop. I kept him inside me as his convulsions subsided and his breathing slowed. I enclosed my lips around his softening shaft and slowly pulled back, making sure no cum got left behind. Seeing him now: legs apart, his head resting on the couch, his mouth ajar in a soundless expression of pure contentment, he looked so beautiful. I beamed, knowing I had given him a relaxing time he would never forget.