Garden Secret -Pt. 2 His knees were still weak from the powerful orgasm he had just experienced when he surrendered into her mouth. He stumbled closer and she pulled him gently down on to the bench. "My route." he began. "Call your company, and tell them that your van broke down," she suggested. "Then they will send a service truck," he countered. "That is okay. We will ensure you have a flat tire. Call them and tell them that. By the time they dispatch a service truck, it will be over an hour and a half just to drive from the city, and I will certainly be finished enjoying you by then." He blushed at her brazenness, but could hardly refuse. After all, she still held the threat of calling in a complaint on him over his head. He had to comply. She took his hand, and led him, still naked, back up towards the porch. She opened a door, and motioned him inside. His eyes strained to adjust to the shaded light of her huge bedroom. She tugged at his hand and pulled him onto the bed. Reaching to the nightstand, she handed him the phone. Then putting on her robe, she disappeared through another door. A few minutes later, she returned. He told her that a service truck was on the way, but they were behind schedule, and it would be closer to three hours. They offered to send another driver in a car to pick him up, so he wouldn't be stranded, but he declined, using the excuse that he his last delivery had been very gracious, and he would just have coffee with her until the van was repaired. She smiled. "When they get here, they will find that the right rear tire has picked up a roofing nail. What a shame." She giggled wickedly. "Now, the question is, what to do with you, my little peeping tom." He swallowed, and his mouth felt dry. He had never had a lot of experience with women, and never one so bold and controlling. Seeing the nervous fright in his eyes, she softened her tone. "Relax. I am not going to punish you, or hurt you. You will enjoy this as much as I do. I promise you." She looked down at his half hard member, which was still a very impressive size. Reaching out, she cradled it lovingly in her hand, and ran her nails softly over the underside. She pushed him back into a reclining position across the bed, with his legs hanging over the edge, and knelt before him. Since he was now slightly soft, she could actually get a little more of the monster into her mouth, and she suckled him greedily. Her ministrations had the desired effect, and within seconds, he was sporting a massive, raging hard on. She tried to wrap one hand around it, and couldn't. She'd never taken anything this big before, but was intrigued with the thought of trying it out. He slid back onto the bed and rolled onto his side. He knew from past experience that if a woman wasn't really ready for him, he could hurt her. He gently pulled her towards him, and she lay on her side facing him. Cradling her face in his hand, he began to kiss her. His lips touched hers with a burning heat. She melted into his searching mouth, and probed his warmth with her hot tongue. Pressing her body against his, she felt his smooth soft skin and the contrasting firm, hot hardness of him, as his cock lay hard pressed between them. She positioned herself so that the tip was right between her legs. He shifted, and laid it alongside her soft lips, but not positioned for penetration. He rubbed her slit back and forth with his slick head, running himself up and down the length of her pussy, as she held him fast between her legs. She writhed trying to back up enough to reposition the head so that she could work it inside her, but he countered her every move so that it remained parallel to her warm slit. "Not yet," he whispered hoarsely, into her mouth. She relaxed, and stopped trying to forcibly engulf him. He put his arms around her, and pulled her closer to him. She clamped her legs together, trapping his manhood in the small space between her warm thighs. He slowly began to rub back and forth, pulling back until the head grazed her swollen bud, and then pushing back until it probed between the cheeks of her firm, round ass. She let him dry hump her with the hard, burning hot flesh. The feel of his rod rubbing up and down the length of her slit drove her insane with lust. He gently pulled one firm breast into his cupped hand, and ran his fingers over her erect and sensitive nipple. Slowly, he backed slightly away, and lowered his head, suckling her nipple tenderly into his hot mouth. She moaned and arched her back. "Please, I need to feel you inside me," she groaned, breathlessly. He smiled and realized she no longer held the upper hand here. "Not so fast, baby. You have to want it really bad." "I do, please, I really do." He rolled from his side onto his back, and shifted away from her. She whimpered softly as his throbbing shaft slid from between her soft lips. He put one finger to her lips, as if to shush her, and pushed her over onto her back. Rising up onto his knees, he positioned himself between her legs as she let them fall open. He dropped his hand between her legs, and massaged her hot pussy. He ran an exploring digit up and down the slit, teasing her clit, and finally gently probing into her tight, wet hole. "You are so tiny here," he murmured softly. "I might hurt you. I will try to take it very slow until you get used to me, and if it hurts too much, tell me to stop." She nodded wordlessly, caught up in the moment. She closed her eyes and she continued to play her sex with his nimble fingers, until she was writhing like a wild animal in heat. Her breath came in ragged gasps, and he could tell she was very near to reaching her climax. Suddenly, he pulled his hand from her soft mound, and began to kiss her belly. She giggled as the light kisses tickled her flat, bare stomach. He trailed kisses lower and lower, until she could feel his hot breath on her private lips. She opened her legs as wide as she could, and arched her back to get closer. Giving her a tentative lick on her swollen bud, he watched her convulse as a wave of pleasure shot through her. Every sensation was heightened. The sunlight filtering through the blinds into the room, the play of the shadows on the curves of her body, and the sweet smell of her arousal as he buried his face in her warm soft sex. Lapping vigorously, he heard her cry out, and knew she was getting very, very close. Stopping elicited a loud cry of protest, and he raised himself to a kneeling position, and centered his huge phallus near the entrance to her gate of glory. She gasped as she saw it in perspective, the huge size accentuated by the tiny patch of fur on her mound. It looked like it might be impossible to fit something that big into such a tiny space. "Are you ready?" he asked her, looking deeply into her eyes. She couldn't find her voice, and just nodded, but the incredulous look in her eyes told him that she wasn't really sure. He lowered himself to resting above her on his elbows, and gently probed her hole with just the head. He nuzzled her neck, and murmured "Relax" quietly in her ear. He pressed his swollen shaft against her, until it was in a direct line for entry, and began to slowly work the massive head into her opening. Biting gently at her earlobes, she began to arch and lift her hips to press onto him. She was profusely wet, and the head, despite the difference in size, slid into her with a minimal effort. He gave her a moment to adjust to the presence, and began to work a little more of the shaft into her tight box. As the thick, hard meat penetrated her, stretching her to limits she had never known, she felt the first throes of pain to come, and tried to force herself to relax. She squirmed in an attempt to alleviate the pressure that made her feel as though she was going to be torn asunder. He took this as a sign of encouragement, and began gently driving more of himself into her. She cried out, but did not utter the word "stop". Soon, he had worked almost three quarters of his huge manhood into her tiny pussy, and he stopped, just to let her adjust to the excruciating fullness. She laid very still, her mind trying to force her body to ignore the pain of this massive intrusion, and relax her aching muscles in spite of it. It hurt, but at the same time, her body was responding to the fullness, and the pain, by moving closer and closer to the edge of bliss. She began to move slightly, squirming beneath him, her voice caught in her throat, a muffled mewling like a wounded animal. He sensed she was hurting, and held very still. She continued to squirm, and it felt like her muscles were literally trying to milk the fluid of life from his thick cock. He pulled back a little, and instead of withdrawing, she arched her back to prevent his manhood from retreating from within her. He began to slowly stroke into her, with very smooth, gentle strokes. Easing it in, then gently pulling it back. She let out a gasp, and held her breath, and he knew she was about to come all around him. He was so very close himself. The urge to pick up the pace was hard to resist, but he was so afraid he would injure her. Then she wrapped her legs around him, and pulled herself fully onto him, engulfing him in her tight, hot, slippery sleeve. He could almost feel himself pulling her almost inside on the outstroke. She seemed possessed, driven, now. She reached back and dug her nails gently into his smooth young ass, and he drove himself deep within her. He knew he couldn't keep this up and maintain control for much longer. She reached up and bit him gently on the side of his neck, and that was the final sensation that drove him over the edge. She felt him begin to twitch within her, a powerful jerking of his thick love muscle, and it drove her right into her own violent orgasm. As he felt the huge load of his seed hurtling through his swollen shaft, her muscles began to spasm, completely give over to a powerful release. She continued to spasm, milking him of every last drop, and leaving him panting to catch his breath. He opened his eyes, and looked into hers, and smiled. "I hope that service truck takes his time getting here."