1964 - The Dairy of Desire
Copyright© 2019 by Allyfutzus
Chapter 38: Summer
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 38: Summer - 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
[Most of the time -- just plain filthy dirty and I wasn’t raised that way however became quite used to it heavily involved, let’s say, in the purpose of being breeder livestock]
Officially it was Summer. The weather was warmer and the sun was establishing its seasonal realm. The sisters were apparently most in tune with the summer season, at least in my thinking, because they really seemed to revel the condition. Their happiness made my Happy-mess a whole revel- level greater as temperatures climbed in all regards.
The sisters knew of no sins on earth; there was no guilt for any past wrong doing. That just didn’t happen for them. Maybe that fact coupled with warmer weather made their whole world right. I certainly didn’t understand all the nuts and bolts of their existence because my expertise ended with a good knowledge of how to make love with them. But warmer weather made it seem less important for me to know the deep secrets about them. I just accepted the way they were and they me, although I sensed they always knew every detail about me already. Of course they did. They had entirely changed me physically both inside and out of my body.
The feeling of being totally accepted without question was hard to put words to, actually bizarre given my past life. But I sensed a heavenly experience free of any kind of hatred. It was just simply acceptance, always, if you can imagine. I felt somewhat like the child born to them and that was a strange notion I didn’t conjure up on my own. It, rather, just wouldn’t leave me alone with its concept and frankly was both incredibly beautiful for part of my ego and also really weird for another part of my mind.
If The Mountain was of paramount importance to their lives I understood that as well, in and of itself. And in time The Mountain meant more and more to me. I’ll never be able to explain exactly what that mountain meant to them, beyond the physical, but in later life I came to understand more by visiting it. The influence it had on its surroundings was a unique experience.
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