Bad Seed 1

I stood in the middle of my back yard glaring at the twisty mess of vines that had grown in the back corner against my garage.

"You idiot," I muttered under my breath, partly at myself for being so stupid and partly at my friend Emily.

A couple weeks ago Emily had given me a package of seeds and asked that I bring them up for her. Emily is a sweet friend but herbicides have nothing on her ability to kill a plant dead. She could literally take the most rugged plant, one able to flourish in the most inhospitable environment full of toxic waste, searing heat and monsoon conditions all in one day and kill it in a week. But being the nice friend I am, I agreed to plant the innocent looking things in a rack I have along the wall of the garage and bring them up enough to sacrifice to her.

The day was a hot and humid one. Wearing just some shorts and a rather loose tank top I tapped my trowel on my bare arm in annoyance. The motion would have sent some nice bouncing under my shirt if anyone had noticed, far too warm for a bra today, but it was still early so I'm sure my leering neighbor was missing out. Not that watching me trim the mass of vines this thing sprouted would be much fun to spy on. Well, maybe.

With a sigh I stepped forward to get a closer look at the tangle. The vines had started small, for the first few days barely creeping a few centimeters from where I planted them. That was a week ago. Now the stupid things had spread for a couple meters and were starting to creep up the siding. Many ended in wide flowers which I had to admit smelled rather nice, although almost dizzy making as I got closer. Some of the vines were rather thick with lots of smaller ones branching off them. Others ended in a mass of smaller vines that swayed gently in the still air of the yard.

"Alright," I muttered as I set my trowel down on the dirt in the rack, "Lets see what we have here." I adjusted my ear pods and set my phone on the foam pad I had brought along with my pruning shears and a smaller pot for Emily to destroy.

Pushing the vines aside as I dug in, I was surprised how flexible they were. Despite the slightly sticky fluid along the stalks, it was quite easy to start separating some of the branches to bring out one of the smaller ones. As I worked, I noticed that some felt like they were gripping against my arms as I pushed them aside. Weird but whatever. Standing to pull some down from the siding I left them dangling down the side of the rack so that after a half hour or so I had a surprisingly good-sized pile leaning down to each side of me. That's when I noticed things getting odd.

I was kneeling down trying to gently untwist one that had somehow wrapped around my wrist. The tingly feeling felt rather nice, almost like a soft caress, so I had taken off my gloves to gently unwind it. This one had the long thin vines on the end and I started giggling when they waved through my fingers. I had heard of some plants that would react like that somewhere, although thought it was just some stupid gag-post, but guess not. But these seemed a bit more insistent.

"Well, hey there little fella," I said as the thin stems continued to dance with my fingers. The smell of the flowers slowly filled the back yard with a relaxing scent as I took a deep breath. Glancing back to the rack I was surprised to see one of them pushing forward toward me.

"Wow," I whispered watching the thumb thick vine move over the stirred up dirt, "That is so cool!"

This one instead of the flower ended in a mass of smaller stalks, each maybe two finger lengths long. Reaching the edge of the tray I raised my free hand so it could slither forward. The touch of the smaller stalks was tingly but in a really nice way. As it caressed my inner arm, I moved it forward to let the vine creep higher.

I raised my arms in front of me, smiling at the tingling sensation as I played with the vines. A couple more had dropped from the side of the garage and I gave a little start as one landed on the top of my chest to slip down between my breasts.

"Figures, must be a male plant," I said laughing, ignoring the vine for a moment as I played with the two in my hands, until the one in my top started moving.

"Whoa, hey now mr frisky plant," I said leaning forward and wiggling back and forth. The little creeper had managed to slip under my breast with the long finger bits brushing my nipple! The feeling was electric and I caught my breath a moment at the sudden sensation.

"Lets just get you out of there," I said trying to pull my hands free. Surprisingly the ones on my wrist suddenly tightened when another vine fell to land on my other shoulder.

"Ok now this is getting weird," I said trying to gently pull free. The vine in my top must have noticed my jumping when it caught the nipple since now it seemed to have fixated on the hard little nub. Whatever fluid was on the vines was making my already sensitive spots even livelier and I was starting to get a bit worked up from it!

I must have been distracted from the weirdly pleasurable feeling of having my breasts massaged from the vines. Maybe it was pheromones, I don't know, but biting my lip I had a sudden inspiration. I mean its just a plant, right?

Easing to my knees I took a quick look around and slowly pulled the shoulder straps down from my top, letting it rest on my hips. The warm air felt nice on my bare skin, my DD chest sticky in the humid air not that the little creepers seemed to mind. Moving slowly, I used my left hand to cup a boob and brought it up so the other vine could reach it.

My eyes rolled at the sensation when it slid off my hand and curled around my breast. The other one that had dropped on my shoulder had wrapped itself around the back of my neck and joined the first. The little stalks waved caressingly over the top of my chest, making me cup that one to bring it higher.

I mean, ok. I love boob play. Like a lot and there has been times when I may have let some inappropriate situations take place because of it. But wow, this sort of topped the charts. Whatever the fluid was my already sensitive nipples were aching they were so tight and the near constant caressing was driving me wild! I leaned forward a bit closer to the rack so I could rest my elbows on the dirt, my head dropping for a moment with the awkward pleasure of the moment. If the neighbors could only see me now!

Opening my eyes, I realized the vines on the ground were getting into the action. My calves were buried under the vines and leaves, the tickly sensation almost as sweet as the attention my chest was getting. As the vines wound their way up my thighs, I had a moment of clarity from the haze of weird pleasure I was feeling.

More vines had dropped so I was wearing the silly things like a ropey cape, but now some of the larger flowers were at my level. I reluctantly freed my hands from my breasts, a little gasp as more vines wrapped around them. Others were caressing their leaves over my belly and back so my whole body felt like it was vibrating. I gave a little shudder and leaned forward, the feel of them almost burying me under leafy caresses was overwhelming, my mind all but blank but for the sensations. A caress on my cheek made me turn my head to see one of the flowers by me. I blinked blearily as the vine reached forward to caress my lips.

I smiled and gave it a little kiss as it bumped me again and almost cried out at the reaction. Suddenly all the vines seemed charged and the instant wave of pleasure brought tears to my eyes.

"What the fuck," I gasped as the rush passed. The vines had reached my shorts and I felt a odd moment of discomfort at the thought. Maybe sensing my hesitation, the leaf brushed my lips again, I instinctively gave it a kiss and gasped again as another wave of pleasure crashed over me.

"Oh fuck," I whispered as I recovered. Stronger vines were tugging at my shorts now, I cursed wearing tight ones for once. "Ok, I think I get it."

Leaning back with the weight of the vines I carefully slipped my thumbs into the hem of my shorts and wiggled them down. With the wrapping around my legs I couldn't get far, but suddenly the pressure eased and I was able to move enough to get a leg free enough to slip them off.

Well then! Within seconds the vines had wrapped around my thighs, the tickling caresses adding to my pleasure. I must have done what the plant wanted as another jolt of pleasure rocked me, leaving me gasping as it went on longer than the others.

As my vision cleared the smaller stalks were caressing my pussy, the slow gentle strokes feeling amazing. The flower beside my head slowly opened as I let out a low whine from the sensual overload to reveal a short thick stamen. As it approached my mouth I gave the tip of it another kiss, whimpering at the waves of pleasure racking me. Opening my mouth I glided my tongue over the end, feeling it vibrate before slipping between my lips.

The stamen tasted sweet and while thick I was able to work my tongue around it. The plant certainly seemed to enjoy it too and I was vibrating with the effect of my little efforts. Between my legs it felt like the tendrils were flailing my lips, each slap adding to the waves. I shifted my legs apart wider, eager to let them do whatever they wanted no so long as this incredible feeling continued. I felt a pressure bumping against me and adjusted my hips enough to make things easier. The stamen in my mouth was swelling, the intoxicating fluid filling my mouth. The more I drank the intensity of the sensations became almost unbearable, my mind loss in the agony of mindless ecstasy.

When the other vine took me, I was gone. A mindless pleasure seeking vessel, helpless under the weight of them all. Wave after wave, my body shaking as one after another took their turn until it blurred into an endless orgasm.

I have no idea how long it lasted. Minutes, hours? I didn't even care. As the vines slowly released me, I was eased to the ground and the sun high and air even warmer. I felt tears mingle with sweat stream down my face as the vines eased away, slowly creeping back up the wall. I still felt waves of pleasure as I moved, the sticky sap covering me still doing its work. Pushing back exhausted I stared for long minutes at the leafy wall. Were the vines greener? They sure looked happy in their own plantlike way.

I noticed a sound from the other yard and realized I must have lost my earpods somewhere along all the excitement. While I'm not usually against teasing the neighbors with a few glimpses I did not want to have to explain this one. Standing slowly with a pleasurable groan I staggered to the back door to quickly slip inside. First a shower then maybe see if I had anything left in me to wear out the rest of the sap covering me.