The secret of Hot Aunty’s sexy gardening

This story is based on an episode from Velamma comics which you can read here.

Velamma was at the nursery buying fertilizer for her garden. She had started gardening in the summer so that her family could eat healthily. But she couldn’t choose the right fertilizer on her own.

She looked at the gardener who was watering some plants. “I am looking for a fertilizer for my garden. Could you please help me out?”

Velamma noticed he held his hose at cock level, with the water trickling out weakly, which aroused her a bit. He dropped his water hose to the ground and walked over to show her a plain white bag. The gardener put his hand in the bag to bring out a fistful of mulch.

“This is our house brand,” he displayed it proudly.

The next day, Velamma, in her sexy shorts and gloves, was in the back garden of her house with the bag of fertilizer next to her. She slit it and brought out a handful to mix it along the rows of her vegetables.

Her heavy braless boobs dangled like pendulums inside her shirt as her shorts were up to the crack of her ass.  Her horny neighbor was peeking through his curtains.

He could see her getting dirty in the garden on all fours, looking sexier! That sent him into an erotic fantasy where he was dressed as a farmer and stood directly behind Velamma’s gorgeous ass.

“You look good spreading seeds,” he complimented as he pulled down her shorts and stared at Vela’s vagina from behind. He untied his waistcloth and got his erect cock out to position it behind her cunt.

“I think I’ll spread some of my seeds,” he said as he inserted his cock deeply into Velamma. They both were in unison fucking strongly, responding to each other’s thrusts magnificently…

…as he returned from his fantasy to real-life. Erect cock in hand, he was wanking himself furiously to a shattering orgasm. His semen erupted from the eye of his penis onto the window sill.

Just then, his wife entered. She saw her husband with his pants down, his now flaccid cock in hand, finished spewing cum. She saw Velamma outside, sprawled in the mud.

She said disgustedly, “Is that what you want from me? To roll in the mud like an animal?” she asked and walked away. “Maybe,” thought the husband while still thinking about hot and naked Velamma.

Several weeks later, Velamma’s kids came over for dinner. They complimented her on the vegetarian dishes. “These vegetables are ridiculously huge!” exclaimed Velamma’s daughter Veena.

“It’s the new fertilizer I’m using,” explained Velamma as they were leaving.

Later, in the bedroom, Ramesh was admiring Velamma’s looks. “Eating this lovely food has enhanced my energy and desire, you know,” he remarked as he watched Velamma brushing her hair.

“Really?” asked Vela coyly. And she pulled her side of the covers to slip into bed.

She was shocked to gaze at a huge cucumber in the shape of a fully grown cock lying on the mattress under the covers!

“You have to admit the new fertilizer I bought is effective, huh?” asked Vela.

Ramesh held the cucumber towards Velamma’s legs and raised her gown. He was thrilled to see no panties. He took the cucumber to the opening of her vulva.

Vela sighed and leaned back, opening her thighs to help Ramesh drive the cucumber in further. He inserted it deep into her pussy as she enjoyed the sensations.

“Oh, if I’d known this is how you would react, I’d have planted a garden years ago!” said Velamma happily. She arched her back to enjoy the bliss of the cucumber penetrating her all the way.

Some days later, she reached the nursery to buy a big bag of fertilizer again. She reached the same place among the pallets where she had found the special fertilizer last time but was surprised to find it empty. She saw the gardener and asked him about it.

“Sold out!” said the gardener.

Velamma had no choice but to buy another brand. Three weeks later, Velamma was studying her plants and vegetables. They were wilted and sickly. “This is a disaster,” she said as she examined her plants.  She HAD to get her earlier fertilizer, so she headed for the nursery again and directly approached the gardener.

“Still sold out,” he said.

“NO!” exclaimed Velamma.

“Sorry, but the wife has decided to stay with her folks,” he said.

“What’s your wife got to do with the dirt and mulch?” asked Velamma curiously.

The gardener sighed and whispered to Vela, “Do you want to know what the secret ingredient is?”

“YES!”

“My jism!”

Velamma was stunned. “Come again?”

“My semen. That’s the secret ingredient. My spunk makes everything grow fast and big. My wife milks my cock repeatedly to produce my semen when she’s here.”

“Why don’t you just masturbate to make your supply and mix it to make a fresh batch?” asked Velamma.

“I’ve tried, but it’s no use,” he answered and pulled out a small picture of his wife nude in a pose.  She looked similar to Velamma.

“See,” he showed her the photo. “Don’t you look like my beloved Vedanshi?” he asked.

“Do I?”

“If you remove your clothes, I’m sure I’ll get aroused. No touching, I promise. I am faithful to my wife,” said the gardener. “We could do it in the greenhouse.”

“Okay, but no touching,” said Velamma.

She remembered her wilted plants and walked inside the greenhouse. Then she started her striptease. First went the saree, so she stayed only in her bra and panties.

“Could you remove the bra and panty, too?” he asked hopefully.

She removed them slowly and stood before him, stark naked in a sexy pose. The gardener brought his cock out from his pants. It was enormous and throbbing. The head was a deep pink, and it looked nothing less than a one-eyed monster!

Velamma could not help admiring his tool as he held it in his fist and commenced his strokes. They were long, and his strong hands pumped his penis from its tip to its base, stretching it till the cockhead changed color to a deep crimson. But then, the gardener’s face took a troubled expression.

“What’s the matter? Don’t you find me as sexy as your wife?” asked Vela.

“You are, but I’m used to my wife’s touch. Perhaps if you’d touch me, I’ll pretend it’s my wife…” he asked hopefully.

Velamma placed a hand on his tool and started stroking him.  “Is that better?”

“Well, you’re good, but my wife doesn’t JUST use her hands.”

“You mean she uses her mouth as well?”

“That’s probably why I haven’t cum, yet. Would you?”

Velamma knelt. Her mouth was near his vein-stretched tool now. Vela took his monster into her mouth and started sucking. Her tongue rolled over it as she tickled his frenulum, salivating liberally over it. She was now sucking on his big balls, too, as she chewed one while squeezing the other.

The gardener took his tool from her mouth, placed it between her swollen tits, and started titty-fucking her.

“Are you close to cumming?” she asked hopefully.

“I’m sorry, I want my Vedanshi’s pussy so bad.”

Velamma got up, and they both embraced and kissed deeply –  a wet, warm, moist lip-lock that aroused them even more. They got down on the rug. She spread her thighs as he slowly entered her. She was enjoying his thrusts now.

They were rapid, hard, and long, touching her right up to the rear walls of her cervix, giving her unbridled pleasure. She responded to his strokes equally as her juices started building inside her hot vagina. He squeezed Velamma’s big juicy tits and sucked on the engorged nipples.

“Oh shit, you’ve made me cum!” shouted Velamma as orgasm after orgasm wracked her taut body. She thrashed uncontrollably from paroxysms of joy.

He turned her so that her ass was facing him now. “This is what I like the most about Vedanshi.”

Saying so, he slapped her ass and entered it from behind. Velamma raised herself to meet his thrusts inside her tight anus. He was ass-fucking her furiously now, his meaty balls slapping against her inner thighs.

“I’m going to cum!” he shouted.

“Don’t waste it,” said Velamma, as she grabbed his cock and stroked him to release a huge load of semen on the mud in the wheelbarrow. “Aah,” bellowed the gardener as ropes and ropes of thick, pasty cum shot out, flying straight into the wheelbarrow.

“I’ve never seen so much cum before,” said Velamma happily, squeezing the last drop of his precious seed into the mud. She walked away to get dressed as the farmer mixed his freshly released sperm into the mud and threw in three nitrogen pellets in it.

“Silly woman thinks my cum is making her garden grow!” he thought and laughed while mixing the ‘special’ fertilizer.

To read Velamma episode # 114, ‘Garden Of Earthly Delights,’ click here.