Ms. Jiggles Ch. 01

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Her name is Ms. Johnson, but the neighborhood knew her as "Ms. Jiggles." She was one of those women that you fantasized about when you were young. All the boys had a crush on Ms. Johnson.

"Hey boys!" she would tease when we walked passed her yard. We always responded with respect, even though we wanted to fuck that pussy senseless. She got divorced about 10 years ago and she didn't have any children.

Even though Ms. Jiggles was in her mid 40's, she was very attractive. She was the true definition of a "brickhouse." She had a light brown skin complexion, with slight wrinkles around her face, and the tiniest waist line that led down to a wide pair of hips. She had the biggest booty I have ever set eyes on. With the smallest movement, it bounced and flopped around, which drove us nuts. We didn't nickname her "Ms. Jiggles" for nothing. My friends and I would walk pass just to get a good view of her fat behind.

5 years later, I was now a college graduate at 23 years old. I was going to an out of state school, so I haven't seen my neighborhood since I left. I decided to rent a home on the same street I grew up on until I found something better. Ms. Johnson was still living in the same house. She still worked in her garden, and her banging body hasn't changed a bit.

As I unloaded some boxes from the back seat of my car, an old friend of mine walked up from behind.

"Hey college boy!" he yelled.

"Sean!?" I replied as I turned around with surprise, "What's up homie!?" We then shook hands and hugged each other.

"I'm good man, but how are you?" he asked, "Heard you moving back out here!"

"Ah man yeah you know. Just until I find something else. I haven't been back in like 5 years."

"I hear that! How was college man? Was it tough?"

"Yo it was a challenge," I said, "I stuck with it though. I'm sure glad it's over."

"That's all good man. I opened up a barbershop across town. Business is going good." Sean was a skinny light skin guy who always had some kind of business going.

I smoothed my hair down. "I'm going to have to come down there and get a quick cut!"

"Yeah come by I'll hook you up. I got to get going though. I just wanted to stop by because I heard you were in town!"

Sean and I gave our farewell and he sped off in his car. After I unloaded all the boxes I had left in the car, I decided to take a walk down to the deli and grab something to eat. Upon crossing the street, I realized I had to pass by Ms. Johnson's house on the way to the deli. As I approached her house, I noticed she was watering her grass with her hand on her hip, smacking on some gum. She wore a big, tan sun hat, a white tank top and some black, daisy duke booty shorts. Ms Jiggles was notorious for wearing those revealing outfits. She looked at me with a bland expression; eyes squinted as if she couldn't see.

"Hey Ms. Johnson," I said with light inflection.

She dropped the hose and gasped with both hands on her face. "Devon?! Boy, come over here and give Ms. Johnson a hug. I haven't seen you in so long!"

A smile curled on my face as I approached her gate entrance, still kind of shy. She hugged me tightly as my hands rested on her upper back. We detached as she held my hands, looking at me with a big smile.

"So what brings you back to town?" she asked while fanning herself.

"Well I finished school this year, so I decided to move back temporarily," I replied.

She smirked. "Is that right? How's your momma doing? Is she doing alright?"

"Oh yes ma'am she's doing just fine."

"Oh ok tell her Lula Belle asked about her," she said, "In the meantime, I'm going to need someone strong to help me in my garden tomorrow. Do you have anything planned?"

"No I'm free tomorrow. I'll be glad to help you out." I really wanted to say, "You damn right I want to help you. I've wanted to get close to that ass for years!!"

"Ok be here tomorrow at 12 noon baby. Go on now with your cute self. I don't want to take up the rest of your day!"

Later that night at my house, I thought hard about the encounter me and Ms. Jiggles had. I knew she was definitely flirting with me. That woman oozed sex appeal.

The next morning, I take a quick hot shower, put on some work boots, shorts, an old t-shirt and head over to Ms. Jiggle's house. For the first time ever, I entered into her yard and knocked on the door.

"Who is it!" she shouted from inside.

"It's me Ms. Jig- I mean Ms. Johnson! It's Devon!"

I took a step back as she opened the door barefoot, wearing her hair pulled back in a ponytail.

"I'm glad you decided to come by," she said with a smile, "Come on in!"

Her house had the smell of burning incense. There was also some Jill Scott playing softly in the background. Leading me into the kitchen, I could clearly see the outline of her round ass. She wore a pair of baggy grey sweatpants and a t shirt that was rolled up into a knot in the back. Her butt stuck out so far, I don't know how it maintained its globular shape. I wanted to reach out and give it a good squeeze.

We arrived in her kitchen and she advised me to take a seat at the table.

"Would you like some lemonade hun?" she asked.

"Sure that would be cool."

She went to open her refrigerator door, but it didn't open. She tugged a few more times before she let out a cry of frustration. She stepped around to the side of the refrigerator and gave it a huge butt bump, making the door fling open. What in the world? That booty is a wrecking ball!

"That's much better," she said with a sly smirk, "I have to get this thing fixed one day."

She reached in and grabbed the pitcher of lemonade and sat it on the table. She then instructs me that she needed some work done in her backyard. I agreed to the job and she directed me outside. I put on my work gloves and began pulling up weeds from the bushes along her fence. Ms. Jiggles stood and watched me from her backdoor.

I remove my shirt and continue pulling up weeds. I peep over my shoulder and noticed her standing in the doorway, sipping a glass of lemonade with one arm folded across her chest. We stared at each other for about 5 seconds before she departed back into the house. I stared at the empty doorway a little longer before going back to work.

About 25 minutes later, I felt a hand gently slide down my hard, sweaty back. I turned around out of surprise.

"Oh I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you baby," she said. I stood up and she went on to say, "You did a good job today. Everything seems to be cleaned up nice."

"Well there is still a little more left to do," I replied.

"No don't worry about that, I can get that anytime. Do you want to come by tomorrow? I can always use a helping hand with the front yard."

"Oh sure I would be glad to ma'am." I replied.

"Well um yes, same time tomorrow?"

"Yes ma'am that would be fine."

She then turned to lead me around to the front yard. She walked on the balls of her feet as her hips popped from side to side. We arrived at the front gate and she spun around, almost catching me staring at her fat rump.

"So I'll see you tomorrow," she said with a smile, "Make sure you get a lot of rest." She placed one hand on her chest and began fanning herself with the other.

"Oh yes ma'am 12 noon. I'll make sure to do that."

The next day, I headed over to Ms. Jiggles house once again. As I approached her front steps, I noticed that the door was wide open.

"Hello!" I yelled out while peeking in the house, "Ms. Johnson it's me Devon!"

"Oh I'll meet you in the front yard sweetie!" she shouted from upstairs, "In the meantime just water the front lawn for me!"

I walked around to the side of the house, turned on the water hose and started spraying her perfect looking lawn. About 10 minutes later, Ms. Jiggles appeared from the doorway wearing her big tan sun hat again and her trademark daisy duke shorts. The expression on my face said "oh my god!" as she approached where I was standing. With each stomp, her thick thighs, which had limited cellulite, jiggled back and forth. I unknowingly started squeezing the handle on the water hose harder.

"Good afternoon honey," she said with a smile. Ms. Jiggles adjusted her hat while smacking on her gum. The pressure I had on the water hose handle decreased as I snapped out of my trance.

"Oh, good afternoon, your yard is so nice," I replied.

"Why thank you!" she said, "I wish the other people in this neighborhood would do the same, but you know." I nodded in agreement and she said, "So let's get started. I actually wanted you to help me plant these new flowers I have. I think they are so beautiful."

I picked up a crate of flowers and placed it where she wanted them planted. I kneeled down and began digging little holes. Meanwhile, Ms. Jiggles watered plants on the other side of the yard. I would occasionally look over at her, scoping out that juicy ass in those shorts. My dick began to wake up when her booty jiggled as she stepped to different areas in the yard. I tried to hide my rising erection while swapping away at the bees that flew near my face.

After I finished planting the flowers, I stood up and wiped the sweat from my face. I let out a sigh of relief as I pan around at the yard. Ms. Jiggles walked over to me and smiled as she noticed the newly planted flowers.

"Wow this looks good!" she said with her hands on her hips. "There is just one more thing," she pointed out while picking up a hand shovel. Ms. Jiggles then bent over right in front of me, about a foot away from my dick. I looked around with eagerness making sure no one saw what was going on.

"You see, Ms. Johnson been doing this a long time," she said still bent over in front of me. I wanted to just stick my dick in her and start fucking. She stood back up and turned around quickly.

"So how does that look now?" she asked. I thought, your ass or the plants?

"Oh it looks nice Ms. Jig- I mean Ms. Johnson." I fumbled, "Is there anything else you need done?"

"No that seems to be it for now," she said, "Hey what house you stayin' in now?"

"Um the tan colored house right there," I said while pointing to it, "I'm still unpacking some things."

"Oh well it's good to have you back in town hun. I remember when you were a young one. You've gotten real handsome since I last seen you," she said with a smile.

I blushed. "Well thank you ma'am."

"Here come in the house and cool off for a bit," she said while leading me to the steps, "This sun is no joke."

Her walking in front of me didn't help at all. Her daisy duke shorts were buried in her enormous ass, like she purchased them from the kids department. My eyes followed her up the stairs and through the house like I was hypnotized.

"So is that big enough for you?" she asked while peeking over her shoulder at me.

"Um ma'am?" I uttered while regaining focus.

She giggled. "The yard work, was it a big enough job for you?"

"Oh yes it was a quite workout," I said. I felt silly and laughed it off.

I sat at the kitchen table while she turned on the fan that was sitting on the counter. She closed her eyes, tilted her head back and let the fan blow air towards her face. She swayed her curly hair from side to side as I looked from behind.

"Mmm that feels so good," she slurred. She took the fan and sat to next to me on the table. "So Devon, I bet those girls at school were all over you," she said while walking back to the refrigerator.

I laughed. "Well I dated a little bit when I was there."

"Aw you don't have to pretend," she said as she booty bumped the refrigerator again. The door flew up open and she said, "Hell if I was going to school with you, I'd be one of those young hoochies chasing after you."

The next few days I stayed home and continued searching on different websites, trying to find another home. It was just too hot to be running around the streets. I haven't been to Ms. Johnson's house since that day she gave me that hard on. I occasionally looked down at her house to see if she was outside, but no luck. Later that week, I fixed myself a bowl of cereal and sat on the porch at my house. As I ate, I noticed a beautiful caramel face gliding down the street. The high hedges in the neighbor's yard blocked the person's body, and the gleaming sun hindered the vision of their facial features. I put my hand over my eyebrow in a saluting position and said, "Who the hell is that?"

As the person cleared the hedges and the glare from the sun vanished, I realized that it was Ms. Jiggles, wearing a white, ruffled mini skirt, which was so short; it left the bottom of her butt cheeks hanging out. Various men in cars drove pass honking their horns and yelling cat calls, but she didn't pay them any mind. I paused and stared at her while the milk from my spoon dripped from my mouth.

"Whoa," I whispered after spitting the milk out from my mouth.

"Oh hello Devon! I didn't recognize you sitting over there!" she said as she stopped and faced my house.

"Uh hello Ms. Johnson," I bobbled while wiping milk from my mouth and shirt, "Where are you off to today?"

She took a few steps towards my gate. "You know just going for a little walk. It's such a nice day out. How come you haven't been by to see me?"

I sat the bowl to the side. "Well I've been a little tired ma'am. Plus this hot weather is getting to me a little bit."

"Hmm I see, well aren't you going to invite me in?" she asked while putting her hands on her hips, and rolling her neck in a sassy manner.

"Oh um I apologize Ms. Johnson," I said as I jogged towards the gate entrance, "Please come right in."

As I opened the gate and let her enter, she walked in very close to me, letting the side of her big ass graze across my crotch. She then swung her hips slightly, bumping me back a few inches with her ass. The aftereffects of the bump made her booty shake like crazy. I almost felt like that refrigerator she nearly knocked over.

"Next time you better invite me in sooner," she joked while pulling her skirt back down to cover those thick cheeks.

"I'm sorry I don't what I was thinking," I replied pretending like I wasn't just bumped by a giant booty.

She walked further in, and scanned my yard all around. "Sweet lord, you can surely use my help over here," she said, "We have to change this."

"Well yeah I haven't really paid it any attention," I say while scratching my head, "I've been so busy doing work inside."

She turned around and said, "I'll come by one day to help you with this yard. Is that fine?"

"Oh I would like that ma'am!"

She headed for the front gate and asked, "What day is good baby?"

I cleared my throat. "I'll stop by and let you know." That way I can see that ass walk back to my house.

"Oh ok. Don't wait to long or I'll have to come by here and straighten you out," she said while pulling her skirt down.

"I promise ma'am," I replied, "I promise."

"Alright now, you take care," she said while exiting, "Don't keep me waiting." I stood there grabbing my semi erect shaft as Ms. Jiggles flaunted down the sidewalk. She continued to yank her short skirt her over massive derriere, but it was damn near impossible. I walked back to the house still staring at Ms. Jiggles until she disappeared out of sight. About 2 hours later, after masturbating while thinking about her, I decided to go for a walk.

The sun had set as I locked the front door and headed out towards the sidewalk. Not many people were outside at this time of day. I guess they were worn out from the heat. I stopped and turn to look in the direction of Ms. Johnson's house. I licked my lips while that big, luscious ass passed through my mind. I then turned and walked in the opposite direction. I basically wanted to get some fresh air. Being cooped up in the house, jerking off to Ms. Jiggles was fun, but it felt like I was in bondage.

The next day, late in the afternoon, I decided to pay ole Jiggles a visit as promised. I entered her yard and knocked on her door as usual.

"Yes?!" she shouted.

"It's Devon Ms. Johnson," I replied.

She peeked out of the curtains next to the front door, squinting her eyes as if she couldn't see. The sound of locks clanked down the door before she opened wearing some mini denim shorts that were rolled up into cuffs and her curly hair pulled back into a ponytail. We greeted each other like normal and headed back to my house.

As I opened my gate to let her enter first, I watched that plump ass bounce while it swallowed up her cuffed denim booty shorts. The expression on my face looked like I sucked on a sour lemon. She then reached around to her backside and pulled out a big wedgie.

"Whew," she said with a giggle, "Now let's get started sweetie." She placed the hand shovels she was holding on the ground and walked over to me.

She squeezed my bicep and said, "Let's put these big muscles to work." Mind you, my dick was starting to awake from its nap.

She turned away and walked over to where she placed the hand shovels. I licked my lips at her as the sexual tension arose. I grabbed some hedge clippers and began clipping the bushes that were near my steps. Ms. Jiggles used a small garden rake on the bare soil on the side of my yard. We occasionally made eye contact with each other as she looked back at me. I dropped the hedge clippers and took off my shirt, exposing my chocolate muscular body. We looked at each other one more time before she bent over seductively, pretending that she was picking something up. When she stood back up, her shorts were yet again wedged between her butt crack. She looked back at me biting her bottom lip, tugging out another wedgie.

I decided that enough was enough and walked over to her. As she finished pulling the rest of her shorts from between her butt cheeks, she turned around and said, "Oh Devon, how is everything going over the-." She stopped in the middle of her sentence as she looked at my bare chest and abs, whish glistened with sweat.

I flexed my chest muscles up and down. "What was that?"

She stared dead at my body. "Um I wanted to know how you were doing over there."

"Oh I'm doing good," I replied, "How are you doing over here?"

She fumbled, "Um well um I'm surprised you didn't see this big patch of soil over here. You need some grass seeds planted." She turned slightly to show me what she was talking about.

"Well maybe you and this fat ass of yours should come by more often," I said while I caressed her ass with my right hand. She reacted in little surprise and then slowly ran her index finger down my stomach.

"Mmm well maybe I will. And I know you young boys like big fat asses."

I continued to grope on her ass cheeks and said, "Damn right. This thing is a monster!"

She pulled me in by my belt loop and kissed me. Her tongue wrestled against mine as we stood in side of my yard. She then grabbed my face gently and said, "Baby, we can't do this out here. People will see us."

I grabbed Ms. Johnson's hand as I led her into my house. I shut the door behind us and we began French kissing right away. In between kisses she said, "I'm always looking for young ones like you, so strong and sexy. I shoved my tongue back in her mouth as fondled around on her fat, juicy behind.

She wrapped her arms around my neck and I responded, "I wanted you ever since I was younger. You sure know what you doin' carrying this entire ass!"

She giggled and said, "I have my ways of using it." As we continued kissing and feeling on each other, my rod began to arise.

Just as my boner it hit her thigh, she said, "Wait baby, let me come back later. I think someone seen me follow you in here!"

"Are you nuts woman!?" I snapped. I licked and sucked on her neck and said, "Trust me nobody saw us come in here together. Don't do me like this!"