Gardening

The heat was blazing. Maria was on her knees in the damp earth, feeling the sun on her skin, even through the dress. She stared down at the black, fertile soil, and picked up her spade.

The blade slid into the loam effortlessly, the soft soil sucking at the spade. Maria turned the earth over, widening the hole. There was something there, something under the surface, soft and pale...

Putting the spade aside, Maria dug at the earth with her fingers, brushing it aside, clearing it away. With each swipe the familiar shape of it became more clear—a pale, fleshy mound with a single line down the middle, like the split in a peach. The woman gently pulled the lips apart, exposing the bright pink insides, wet and juicy.

Maria recognized the pussy. The little freckle on the lip of the labia, the tiny scar where she had clipped herself with the electric razor. It was hers.

A shadow fell on Maria. Someone leaning over, on the other side.

"Hold it just like that," a woman's voice told her, and Maria did.

Seeds began to fall—like a big packet of seeds, just poured slowly into the gaping hole, the pale woman's hand carefully to guide as many of them as possible into the wet canal. She emptied the whole packet, until the pile of dry seeds was filling Maria's pussy to the brim.

"That's good. We should get a good harvest," the woman said. Maria noticed that slim female hand holding a pink cock, thumb and forefinger making a circle around the head of the dick, inching it nearer the hole in the ground.

"We just need to make sure it's well-watered."

Maria's hands trembled, holding the pussy lips apart. The woman began to grunt, and hot sticky jizz shot out over the seed-filled cunt, falling on the pink folds like warm white rain...