The Tide Rises...
Copyright© 2019 by Yob
Preface
Erotica Sex Story: Preface - Chapters one through seven of the sequel to Pursuit of Happiness. Pursuit didn't have a supernatural element. Tide Rises definitely has! Willy experiences Mommy fantasies come true if not to life! One, his dead mom as a reincarnated ghost! In Chap 2, negotiation and conflict with the devil! Chap 3, discovers the Wee folk and makes allies and new Mom-in laws. Chap four, lotsa sluts. Chap five revenge and something more. Chap 6, unexpected developments Chap 7, Expected. A Monkey Paw Wish?
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Mult Magic Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Humor Extra Sensory Perception Paranormal Ghost Incest Mother Son Father Daughter Aunt Nephew InLaws Harem White Male Oriental Female Hispanic Female Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie First Masturbation Oral Sex Voyeurism BBW Body Modification Clergy Leg Fetish Size
Is the secret of happiness, finding it within? Or with someone? Or inside someone?
Freud said happiness is between your Mama’s legs; I’m paraphrasing just a bit.
In The Pursuit of Happiness, William Cox has or gets almost everything he wants. He gets introduced! Gets plenty of sex! He gets upset, and he gets weird! He gets some old time religion, non-Christian. Doesn’t he ever get any smarter? He never gets the real point of living! Too much occurs in Pursuit of Happiness for a short synopsis! Reading that before this sequel is recommended, or you will be lost in mere minutes! I’d rather write a new story, than a long synopsis!
Posted this poem already, because the chapter isn’t finished and I’m impatient!
If I wrote it, why can’t I explain it? I don’t control the spirit.
These stories are created by spirit writing. I’m not the culprit!
Out of control, my cramped one finger is constantly busy typing.
Unless I submit, allow, permit, and accord access to the spirit writing?
She is sincerely amused, to plan a great evil, she means to visit on me!
“An emasculated creepy crawly, hopeless of reprieve! In blind endless agony!”
My darling will reduce me to that messy horror, unless I behave, she taunts me!
My young, insatiable bruja wife is very pretty, a bitch of a witch.
Volcanic Obsidian, can be finely honed, to an edge merely one atom thick.
She doesn’t require smelly magic spells or strange arcane incantations!
With fierce quick slashes at genitals, eyes, and all those essential tendons.
Her obsidian knife can transform a life! She warns me! Ignores my supplications!
Life insurance? Death benefits! No! A windfall for a fortune harvester wife!
Instead, I have Life Assurance! Insures I’ll live! It actually prolongs my life!
I fight to stay alert! I hate being vulnerable! Even have to sleep, now and then
My life assurance protects me, and extrapolating, does it also warn and threaten?
My wife loves certain parts of me passionately! My Social Security, to name one!
How Life Assurance works? She can’t kill me, or the benefit is finished and done!
It threatens I’ll exist, as a creepy crawly it, miserable for seems like an eternity!
Another favored part she wants to mount, as a tumescent indefatigable trophy!
She reads and studies crumbling old books, about mummification and taxidermy!
A love to die for? She doomed me to hell! Alive! Useful, un-hung damned old fool!
An established fact, married men live longer, is indubitably, intriguingly true!
For a long, slow death, marry then when young, as soon as you’ve finished school!
The heart is not smart! Nor is your toy! Don’t sacrifice it as her trophy boy tool!
A one way trip through the human psyche sewer! This way down↓to the story.
Mr. Wm.Cox continues his adventurous sexcapades in Old Mexico!
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