1964 - The Dairy of Desire
Copyright© 2019 by Allyfutzus
Chapter 24a: You’re Only Half Way There
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 24a: You’re Only Half Way There - In the west, especially among ranchers, kids were commonly farmed out as labor for starvation wages and no wages at all. It was common for a ranch experienced kid to spend nearly as much time growing up with neighbors as it was living at home. Kids were considered free labor. It was simply the way of growing up. It was not common for this to happen to a farm work naive private religious schooled city kid unpinned from any real farm experience or worldly raw life.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Magic Reluctant Gay True Story Farming Workplace Paranormal Enema Squirting Teacher/Student Porn Theatre Transformation Illustrated
[Are these legs with the milk spills draining down leaving you aroused for more?]
You are in fact only half way to the end of the story which doesn’t really end but rather follows me along through life, various stories, various places in the world. Sexually inept and falsely claiming virginity, only because I actually didn’t know any better, I got into one after the other predicaments with ladies who seemed to see something of value in a relationship with naive me.
I was mentored by other males who saw women pretty much as sex objects and I fought that notion because I was raised by women without the influence of a father. But the California surfer hounds made it possible for my shy nature to meet and greet girls in a sexy venue in Europe, seems quite romantic. Yet the love of my life I met on my own as she stood on the sidewalk in front of the main train station in Munich. Oddly she also was from the beaches of California.
Once I’d met a person of the opposite sex my low self worth usually committed me to believing they had no more interest and yet they would end up coming after me with desire. I easily did not know what to do with desire at least until I’d approached nearly forty years of age and then I unwittingly got myself involved with a weird religious cult desiring to make me some sort of strange deity with a big enlarged penis.
Correct, my writing is full of errors but it’s imaginative if you’ll allow for that. All I really care about is the creativity, actually.
Stories, mostly true, other than the lavish sex that is, I could quite easily die before I finish writing most of anything at this late stage in life. Cheers!
What could be more compelling?
[The GOOD MORNING kiss]
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