Amy walked down the sidewalk with a bounce in her step and in the soft curls of her shiny brown ponytail. It was finally spring, the kind of day when it was warm enough to dig out a white sundress with blue flowers, and strap on sandals that showed her painted toe-nails. She was headed up to the end of her cul-de-sac, where up the hill there was a tree with a wide swing that looked out over the back of the park. A quiet and private view of trees and lush green grass. Amy's brown eyes sparkled as she passed her neighbor, Sam, in his yard. He wore gloves to protect himself from the juniper bushes he was trimming, but besides those he wore only a pair of tattered jeans and old athletic shoes. Amy gave his bare chest and well-toned arms a pleased, sidelong glance as she passed.
Sam watched his perky neighbor, her round breasts pushing up against the low neckline of her sundress. He caught the little once-over she gave him and turned to look at the flirty sway of her ass as she passed him and came level with his driveway. There she paused looking at something on the ground. As she bent over, displaying that lovely ass, Sam smiled smugly to himself.
On the sidewalk, just by Sam's driveway, something attracted Amy's attention. On the ground were two plump beans -- ivory skinned with a rosy brown fleck and a faint sheen of green to them as if they were just about to sprout. There was something compelling about them -- so lush and juicy looking. She bent over to scoop them up -- she'd ask Sam on the way back if he knew what they were. Slipping them into her pocket, she continued up the hill.
Amy settled on the swing and pushed off lightly, setting it rocking to-and fro, to-and fro. The warm, spring scented breeze caressed her and she shut her eyes. She didn't notice the thin green vines poke out of her pocket and gently slide up and across her lap. She drifted in a dreamy state -- there was something tickling her skin lightly, but the breeze was like a lover's breath across her aroused nipples and bare tits... What?! Startled, she opened her eyes. Her breasts had popped out of her sundress and when she moved automatically to cover herself she found that she couldn't. Thin green vines with tender little heart shaped leaves wound around her hands on the ropes of the swing. Startled, she jerked, sliding back part way off the swing so that her thighs were on the seat instead of her ass. The breeze at once blew up the back of her dress and it was then that she realized that her legs were bound together by more of the vines, which also wrapped her torso and, and up to her breasts which they had coiled about, lifting them free of her dress and pointing the pink nipples straight out into the air.
Amy struggled, frightened, but also a little dazed as if she were suddenly in a dream and couldn't quite think straight. And aroused. She couldn't remember when she had been this aroused -- trussed up to a swing by weird vines, her breasts popping forward and her ass displayed in the back, for she could feel the wind breathing across it as if the vines had lifted the back of her dress away. She could feel them moving across her skin, the tender little leaves like a feathery kiss over the small of her back, over the globes of her ass. She felt something tighten against her thighs and then give. The damned vines had broken the straps of her thong and she felt her underwear fall away. The vines slid slyly down her ass crack, brushing her rosebud and then down, and around, probing and curling into her pussy. She squeaked and jerked but there was nowhere to go. The vines circled around her opening, for all the world like little tongues licking the tender flesh. Her pussy clenched and ached, her clit poked out of its hiding place and she could feel the moisture dripping on her thighs.
Amy's pretty, rose painted lips hung open in an "o" of disbelief, her sparkling brown eyes dazed, aroused and a little frightened as the vines expertly prepared to fuck her. Though she couldn't see what was happening, she felt movement behind her as the vines twisted together, curling tightly up upon themselves to make a long, thick cock-shaped protrusion. She felt it probing at her entrance and instinctively tried again to jerk away. All the vines tightened a little, as the thick protrusion lined itself up and thrust deeply into her dripping pussy. Amy's whole body arched and a little gasping scream passed her lips, as the orgasm tore through her. Her eyelids fluttered closed and her legs strained against the binding vines. The vines fucked her hard, right thought her release and into the next one. Amy's pale, luscious body twisted and turned against her bindings, the leaves brushing her distended nipples, her erect clit, as the vine pumped and pummeled her sopping pussy. She came again and again, shuddering and whimpering.
