Busty Gardener's Muddy Hands: Morning Nipple Tease in the Garden

Spring morning, passing through the quiet suburban residential area, I headed to the nearby vegetable garden. Tatsuki, a single salaryman in his mid-30s. Recently, stressed from work and wanting to move my body, I decided to volunteer helping the neighborhood gardener Flora. Flora is a woman in her early 40s, a famous expert at her home garden in the area. I often see her working in the garden early in the morning. Today is my first time helping. The air is still chilly, and the scent of fresh spring greenery drifts softly.

When I arrived in front of the garden shed, I saw Flora working the soil. She wore a loose apron, and her chest swayed every time she bent over. Ah, her breasts are truly impressive. They're the kind rumored about in the neighborhood, surely a G-cup. The white blouse under her apron clings tightly, emphasizing their volume. From the gardening work, she's sweaty, and the fabric seems slightly see-through? No, that can't be, yet that's how it looks to me. (So big... I wonder what it would feel like to touch those breasts.)

"Good morning, Tatsuki. Thank you for coming."

Flora looked up and smiled. Her voice was soft, and her face illuminated by the morning sunlight looked gentle. Her hair was tied in a ponytail with a few grains of soil stuck to it. I hurriedly returned the greeting.

"Good morning, Flora. Please let me help."

She stood up and brushed off her hands. At that moment, her breasts jiggled heavily, fixing my gaze. The weight of her G-cup breasts was like ripe fruit. A spring breeze blew, lifting her apron slightly and revealing a glimpse of cleavage. (Wow, so deep... I might not be able to breathe if I buried my face there.)

"Let's plant some tomato seedlings today. Come this way."

Flora pointed to the field behind the shed. We began turning the soil. Soft morning sunlight filtered in, and birdsong could be heard. The damp scent of earth tickled my nose. Flora squatted and carefully planted the seedlings. Each time, her breasts swayed heavily. In her bent posture, the blouse stretched, and I thought I could faintly see the outline of her nipples. No, it must be my imagination. But my heart was pounding.

I dug the soil beside her. The rough texture of the dirt on my hands felt pleasant. But I couldn't concentrate. Flora's breasts kept swaying at the edge of my vision. (Those huge breasts... my fingers would sink right in if I squeezed them. They must be soft.)

After a while, we took a break and sat near the shed. Flora offered tea from her thermos. I accepted it with my dirt-covered hands. Her fingers brushed mine slightly, warm.

"Tatsuki, thank you for working so hard. Did you work up a sweat?"

She leaned closer as if adjusting my shirt collar. Her face was near. Her breath had a slightly sweet scent. Maybe the fragrance of spring flowers. I froze. Then Flora's gaze fell to my chest. My shirt clung from sweat, and my nipples seemed slightly visible? That couldn't be.

"Hehe, men have nipples too. Are they sensitive?"

Suddenly, her dirt-covered hand touched my chest. Her fingertips gently pinched my nipple over the shirt. What is this? The rough texture of the soil transmitted through the fabric. (Wow, my nipples are being teased... by a woman? I've never imagined this.)

"Fl-Flora...?"

My voice rose. But she didn't stop. Her fingers, still carrying grains of soil, began rubbing my nipple. Lightly twisting and tracing circles. An unexpected pleasure shot through my body. My nipple hardened and stood out against the shirt. (Feels good... just from my nipples? This feels strange.)

Flora chuckled. "How does it feel? The texture of the soil is interesting, right? Try feeling it honestly in nature."

Her breasts lightly pressed against my arm. The softness of her G-cup breasts transmitted with a squish. My lower body grew warm. My cock began to swell inside my pants. (This is bad, I'm getting hard. Just from nipple play?)

The morning garden was quiet. In the distance, wind rustled the leaves. The scent of soil grew stronger. Flora's hand began unbuttoning my shirt. Her dirt-covered fingers touched my nipple directly. The rough soil stimulated my sensitive skin. She rolled my nipple with her thumb, and I couldn't help but moan. "Ah..."

"Hehe, you're feeling it. How cute, Tatsuki."

Her eyes gleamed seductively. Her large breasts pressed against my chest. Removing her apron, her blouse opened to reveal deep cleavage. Her breasts glowed white in the morning spring light. The weight of her G-cup breasts overwhelmed me. (Breasts... so huge. Are her nipples hardening like mine?)

Unable to hold back, I reached out. I touched Flora's nipple with my dirt-covered hand. Over the blouse, I pinched the plump protrusion with my fingers. Her body twitched. "Mm... Tatsuki, you're bolder than I expected."

The connection deepened instantly. Flora pushed me down onto the garden soil. Soft earth met my back. The damp sensation heightened my arousal. Her large breasts covered my face. The scent of soil mixed in the cleavage. (I want to bury my face there... in these breasts.)

"Touch me more. Play with my nipples too."

Flora's voice was sweet. I used both hands to open her blouse. Her G-cup breasts spilled out with a bounce. Their volume nearly overflowed from the bra. A few grains of soil clung to them, looking real. Her nipples were pink and erect. I kneaded them with my dirt-covered fingers. Twisting and pulling the hardened nipples. Her breathing grew ragged. "Ahh... yes, there..."

Now she lowered my pants. My cock sprang out, fully erect. It felt cool in the morning air yet hot. Precum dripped in a thread. Flora's dirt-covered hand gripped my cock. The rough soil texture stimulated the head. (Wow, being stroked with soil... feels perverted.)

"It's so hard already. Just from nipple play?"

She laughed and moved her hand slowly. I couldn't endure and lifted my hips. My body slid on the soil. Flora pressed her large breasts against my cock. A titjob. She sandwiched my cock in her G-cup cleavage. The soft flesh enveloped it. Soil mixed in, creating a slippery friction. (Being sandwiched by breasts... like a dream. So big and warm.)

She brought her nipple to my mouth. "Suck it, Tatsuki."

I took the nipple in my mouth. Sucking with wet sounds. It tasted slightly of soil, but excitement made it irrelevant. Rolling it with my tongue, I could tell her pussy was heating up. Lifting her skirt, her panties were wet. Flora's hand played with her own nipple while vigorously stroking my cock.

"More... suck my nipple harder."

I sucked desperately. Her nipple swelled and hardened in my mouth. Her large breasts covered my face. Breathless, yet I couldn't stop. (Drowning in breasts... a virgin like me doing this.)

Finally, the main act. Flora removed her panties. Her pussy was exposed. Glossy and wet like morning dew. Her clit was plump and pink. Near the soil, the scent was rich. The scent of a woman, my first time smelling it. (Pussy... up close, it's this erotic.)

She straddled me. In cowgirl position, she guided my cock to her pussy. It slid in smoothly. Hot and tight. Her G-cup breasts swayed wildly. I grabbed them with both hands. Squeezing them. The softness where fingers sank in. I pinched her nipples with my dirt-covered fingers. "Aaah! Tatsuki, amazing..."

She rocked her hips. Our bodies sank into the soil. The rough sensation transmitted to my ass. Her pussy clenched around my cock. I kept teasing her nipples. My own nipples tingled from her touch too. (Feeling both nipples and pussy... my head is going crazy.)

Climax approached. Flora's movements quickened. Her large breasts bounced heavily. Juices overflowed from her pussy, soaking into the soil. I rubbed her clit with my fingers. Sucked hard on her nipple. "I'm, I'm coming...!"

Her body trembled. Her pussy spasmed, squeezing my cock. I reached my limit too. Releasing a large amount of semen inside. Spurting. Sweat, juices, and semen mixed on the soil.

Breathing heavily, we embraced. Flora's large breasts pressed against my chest. Warm. The scent of soil enveloped us. Morning sunlight shone gently.

"Tatsuki, that was wonderful. Come help again."

She whispered. I could only nod. (This experience, unforgettable. Big-breast nipple play, in nature...)

After that, I began visiting the morning garden every week. My interactions with Flora remained a secret. The spring soil deepened our bond. Even now, just recalling that muddy sensation makes my cock react. My first experience as a virgin, like a fantasy. No, it was real. Surely.