Garden Pest Ch 02

Round Two - (the ambush)

I was rather careful to avoid that particular part of the garden from then on... particularly as a direct result of being used by the plant and also, in that a disturbing but, distinct lump had appeared, pushing up from below my belly button which seemed to of been caused, in all probability by our intercourse. This very distinct and worrying bump-like uprising, which was about the size of a large, submerged fist, thankfully, suddenly disappeared without leaving a trace... I knew then that, if I was to avoid further illicit use of my poor vagina and consequences there of, I had to plot my campaign of revenge and the destruction of the strange plant rather more carefully. I did not want to be out manoeuvred and caught by it a second time and have it let it play illegal, merry havoc with my internal organs and their natural processes.

One sunny afternoon some several days later, I decided to contemplate the pros and cons of various schemes I had in mind whilst sunbathing by my small swimming pool in the back garden. This was situated a short distance from the rear of my house and, I felt, was quite far enough away from the plant for me to feel totally safe. After donning my tan coloured, string bikini and sunglasses, I sauntered languidly into the back garden, enjoying the fresh air upon my exposed skin and at complete ease with in my innate, God given, femininity. After relishing the movements of my pronounced swinging hips, i then lay down on the colourful, rainbow striped sun-lounger I had put out and, after lying down, let myself relax as I soaked up the warm rays.

I must of fallen asleep for a while for, on awakening with my head turned to one side, my eyes opened and, was most startled to see another set of beautiful big blue, startling eyes staring intently and very deeply into mine. Standing only a few inches away was a tiny, almost doll-like, completely naked, male figure fixed it's penetrating gaze upon me and, before I could gasp in shock and jump up at this bizarre creature's impossible presence, a dark and overpowering wave of tiredness swept over me and, after I slumped back, my consciousness was dragged down into a pit of deep sleep.

I came back to full consciousness after what was probably only a few minuets but, alas, my situation, so relaxing and pleasant by my swimming pool previously, had completely and utterly altered. To my heartfelt chagrin, I quickly realized that, once again, I had been outwitted by the plant and this new, strangely familiar looking, tiny male that I had seen and who, it seemed, was working as the plant's accomplice. This male creature, again so it seemed, also had the gift of hypnotism and that I had been put under it's all pervading and overwhelming, insidious and irresistible spell so that I could be carried off in order for the plant to have another intimate go at me.

As you will of probably surmised, I was no longer by the swimming pool and I quickly ascertained that I had somehow been moved all the way down the garden and into the plant's domain. So, I now found myself once again, caught in the clutches of the plant, resting upon my hands and knees and being held down by the many tendrils wrapped tightly around my forearms and lower legs. I could feel their powerful grip pressing into the flesh of my calf muscles. Sighing with irritation, I knew from experience that there was no chance for me to escape the tendrils gripping hold upon me and that my body would undoubtedly be made to pay an irksomely degrading and humiliating forfeit for my stupidity. I looked back ruefully upon the track of pressed grass that showed where my body had, just so recently been rolled and dragged over, while I had remained blissfully unaware of my dire peril. It could only of been the little naked male who was responsible for this, though, he must of been unbelievably strong in order to manage my unwieldy, unconscious body weight.

Looking yonder, towards the rear of the house, I longed to be happily sunbathing by the pool that I could just see, way in the distance, the sun twinkling upon the water but, other, rather more untoward processes had been set against me and, these, despite my adamant reluctance, I feared, would. all too soon, oblige me into being forced to contend with. When, once again, I perused the progress track of my being shunted and shoved and pushed by the powerful little male, I also noticed that it was punctuated by a piece of poignant seeming debris...this being the tell-tale presence of my pair of fallen sunglasses which, I noted, were lying broken, where they had fallen, some twenty feet away.

Looking down, under my body, I was hardly surprised to see that my knees had been dragged asunder and carefully positioned and fixed on either side of the fleshy-pink dish, just in front of the strange plant behind it. For a moment, and perhaps, rather naively, I did take some foolish consolation in the fact that my bikini was still in place, covering and providing some slight but, much needed protection for my vulnerable feminine assets lying nervously below...though it was, I supposed, a meagre barrier against any but the most feeble and desultory of attacks. Annoyed at how easily I had been captured, I felt extremely put-out and thought that a completely unfair tactic had been used against me. I groaned and struggled in desperation as I watched in dread expectation, with a sense of horrible inevitability, the perverse plant as it prepared to use me for a second time.

Once again the centre of the dish begin to rise slowly and stealthily upwards, between my spread thighs. It was then that I felt the beautiful little naked man jumped up, onto the flat plain of my naked back, straddling me about the waist with his legs like one would a horse.

Holding my breath in dread expectation, I felt the soft touch of what must of been his still unperturbed little penis, which felt hot to the touch as it rested upon the raised spine that ran down the centre of my back. As he sat there, he tugged on the bow strings that kept my bikini top together between my shoulder blades. He easily pulled the knot undone and, using them like reins for a moment, toyed with my fear of immanent revelation before he suddenly released the strings of the small garment, allowing it to fall down at either side but, still draped over my neck, to reveal my pert breasts which, upon their sudden release, dropped down towards the earth and, dangling there, they swung and juddered freely.

Alas, things were heading in a very predicable direction...not one I was at all wanting, though I remained resolutely and remarkably calm in response at having had my bikini top being rudely pulled off me.

Then, turning about, the little man faced backwards, straddling my waist with his legs as he shuffled towards my bottom where he deftly tugged at the strings keeping my bikini bottoms together at my left hip and, once that was undone, he plucked apart the strings on the other side. A moment later he dragged them up from between my legs, the fabric sliding intimately over my sensitive sex, making me lunge and jump in response at the indelicate nature of it's coarse touching removal, before he then tossed them away, off to one side.

My face flushed hotly at this demeaning and unwanted, explicit exposure of my furry mound. My surging ire at being so flagrantly and personally exposed caused me to attempt to throw the irksome little man off my back, but, try as I might, my manifest undulations could not buck him away. His thighs and lower legs just gripped my waist so extremely tightly that I could hardly breathe and, most humiliatingly, the horrid little man then had the temerity to resoundingly slap my bottom cheeks. Defeated and humiliated, I then felt the little man lean forward as he moved his head forward, peering over and beyond the roundness of my bottom cheeks, to better see my exposed sex. As he did so, he laid the whole front of his torso against my lower back and, as I felt him slid his arms over my bottom cheeks, his fingers digging in the soft, yielding flesh, he then pushed them asunder. I could feel the throbbing firmness of his now, quite disproportionally large penis, nestling in the small of my back as he began to stroke over the sparse pubic hairs that were sprouting from my perineum, tickling me. His fingers delved lower, moving into the lush long hairs growing from either side of my split mound and which joined and entwined together to form an arched avenue over it, hiding it's lewd details. I gasped in nervous anticipation as I felt the little man's invading fingers deftly part and unravel the hairs, moving them gently to either side in order to fully expose my vulva. It was not long before he was intimately fingering my outer labia.

Delving further, I involuntarily sucked in a great breath as he then, leaning right over my rear end, then boldly reached out to touch my already slightly distended clitoris. Soon, he had expertly seduced it out into coming further out of it's hiding place and my whole sex quickly became enamoured and heated as a result.

Try as I might there was nothing I could do to prevent this predictable sequence of events and clamping my mouth closed in annoyance, I begrudged the treachery of my own body.

All this while, the plant's phallus had gradually grown up, higher and higher, arching over in a great curve, presenting it's bloated head directly in front of my unguarded, heated sex. The little man then guided the tip of the purple head to it's target, pulling my pussy lips open as it dipped into my wetness, growing longer and longer as it pushed inside me. As the giant phallus inched further within. my flexible vagina stretched wide to accommodate the breadth of the unnatural interloper, the little man jumped off me and ran round to look into my perplexed face.

Somewhat distracted by the invasion of my nether regions by the plants giant reproductive organ, sliding smoothly and deeply further and further into me, I suddenly gaped in surprise at the well hung male, standing with the centrally holed glans of his huge erect penis, pointing directly at my face. I was further shocked and flabbergasted to see that this creature's face was almost a mirror image of my own face...but, more male! His hair, colouring and general proportions were nearly identical to mine, but tiny...it was like looking at my evil miniature twin.. Quickly taking advantage of my jaw suddenly dropping open with astonishment at this disturbing revelation, he grinned at me as he quickly pushed his glans firmly between my parted lips and I felt it slide over my recoiling tongue..it's presence in such a personal and private place almost too much to bear and I was horribly aware of the potential release that might be so easily be emitted from out of the broad hole in the bloated glans, spurting the stuff all over my tongue, my teeth, my gums and down my throat.

Unable to think clearly, I wondered if the similarity of mutual features was some devilish trick being played upon me...to divert and confuse me so I would feel obliged to comply...despite the perverted implications of such? Too late to eject the large penis filling my mouth, I meekly and obediently closed my lips upon it, my mind in a terrible dilemma of indecision but, I soon conceded that I could not bring myself to bite down upon this beautiful creature's reproductive organ who, by some weird connivance, seemed to be some twisted and bizarre relative or offspring of myself.

So I then lapsed into allowing my lips to settle about it's thick girth, gripping it tightly to hold it protectively away from my sharp teeth, knowing that such a thing would only encourage matters and bring them to a head. Soon the strange creature proceeded to fuck my face with greater and greater abandon. Although I was all too aware of the strangely inappropriate abnormality of my position, I was so confused and perplexed, my sensibilities switching from complete sexual abandonment to being utterly mortified that my cringing tongue could not avoid contact with the firm, silky smooth shaft that I finally gave up the useless pretence and I could not help making embarrassing muffled grunting noises out of my nose as his cock slid back and forth, over it.

I could not help myself...it was all too much and I could not resist the burgeoning desire of sexual gratification welling up inside me, perhaps inspired, in no small measure by feeling the great plant's massive invading phallus pushing remorselessly back and forth deep into my abdomen as my vagina gripped around it tightly.

Giving in to my baser needs I began to enjoy sucking the beautiful little man's penis while his balls slapped against my chin as he rammed the cushioned glans his cock further and further down into my throat. I was filled with a heady mixture of shame, disgust and wanton lust when, suddenly, my mouth and overwrought vagina were simultaneously flooded with copious amounts of hot and very sticky fluid. Enjoying the worrisome feelings of being unable to cope with such outrageous productions and outpourings, the accompanying wild and unruly movements thumping and jolting my insides, I could feel the warm liquid run down the inside of my thighs and the thick pungent emissions seep out of the corners of my mouth as an overwhelming surge engulfed me totally. My stiffly arching body then suddenly slumped and crumbled, leaving me shuddering convulsively... a twitching wreck, as I quickly lost consciousness and was enveloped by the warm, welcoming dark refuge of personal anonymity.