His is the story of a rejected, just twenty-year-old boy and an overweight, in her view, nineteen-year-old girl meeting in a noisy nightclub, both feeling the world of love and happiness had no place for them. They meet in desperation, vowing not to get too emotionally involved ever again but to just have fun with sex, exploring its possibilities and deviations. The result has created a very open sexual life, which expanded to include old and new friends. They even sustain their own emotional relationship between themselves, built on consent, trust and honesty.
They centre their adult world in Dave and June's city abode as the couple create a circle of like-minded people, and establish a business around their philosophy of open sex and steady emotional relationships. They sell adult toys online and make their own brand of adult films. Life is great until an aggressive police team hounds them out of their city flat. With the help of a member called Poppy, they secured a lease on a small holding to continue their lifestyle. [Adult World 1-26]
The group moved to a farm property near the village of Burntwood, an hour away from the city. Dave, June, and their group did not go unnoticed in Burntwood. The small village, known for its conservative values, was immediately abuzz with gossip and suspicion. Many residents were wary of the newcomers, their unconventional lifestyle clashing starkly with the town's apparent traditional norms. An idealistic lifestyle went well until their aggressor in the police force in the form of a police constable caused them grief in Burntwood, burning their home down and some local young men gang raped one of their members. [Adult Farm 1-25]
This phase of their story sees the self-made family now trying to rise above their adversity to continue building their new world and perhaps bringing at least some of the community with them.
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It makes my blood boil, Tilly thought to herself as she strode down the main street of Burntwood. How could the arse hole do that to me after all this time? Simply reject me, he was my chance to settle with a man I thought cared about me. No, the bastard was using me, I had holes he could fill, a body he could maul to make up for his lack of sex at home. God, the times he fucked me over his or my desk. On the floor of the office, for goodness' sake. He treated me like a bitch on all fours, fucking me from behind, he just used my body for his own randy toy. I was a fat desperate cow loved every moment of attention, loved being ordered to suck him off while he was on conference calls with his superiors in the church. The game was to make him blow his load as he said goodbye and hung up. Did he get sick of short fat ugly hairy body? I tried to keep it least free of hair, but it's not easy when it grows like mine. I'm going to miss the sex the most I have become addicted. I might have to take a vibrator to work and give myself a lift a couple of times a day. At least I still have a job I may even have staff as well as a trainee. Perhaps I might get a young man, I could train him to be my sex toy. Being the local head of the congregation, first woman should be an honour.
I thought I loved him, but now I know I was addicted to him and our form of intimacy. I realise now how much I love sex, and how much of a submissive I am.
Tilly was in the middle of her fantasy as she arrived at Suzy's Cafe.
"I will treat myself to a glass of wine, it's naughty but I deserve it, company would be good. If Hemmi was here, we would have a couple of wines and go back and shag in the office." Said Tilly under her breath.
"Fancy meeting you here." A female voice she barely recognised spoke to her as she passed a table on the way to the counter.
Tilly looked around to see Emmy sitting on her own nursing a glass of wine.
"Hi how are you, I didn't expect to see you without your boy Dennis? "
"Oh, he has caught the bus to town, has a meeting won't be back until early evening. Sit down, I will get Suzy to give us another couple of wines."
"No, I shouldn't" Tilly felt like being with her ex-lover's daughter was too awkward, but she had pulled a chair out for her, so why not at least be civil.
"Come on, we can have a good old bitch session about my dad."
"Okay, if you don't mind, that would be nice." Tilly took the seat next to Emmy. Emmy had moved the chair out so they were sitting close.
Emmy waved at a waitress, a new girl working in the Cafe and ordered a bottle of wine and another glass.
"Woo that's a lot at mid-morning isn't it?" Said Tilly.
"Nope, it's not. We have all day honey, you don't have to go back to work, you are it in the office now. Nobody will ask questions."
"I guess." Tilly said as a bottle of white wine and a glass turned up at the table. The waitress poured Tilly a glass and topped up Emmy's.
"He's to life and sex without Hemmi." Said Emmy. Tilly almost fell off her chair, she never expected such a direct, honest start to their conversation. They clinked glasses and took big swallows.
"The problem I have is where do I find a new man, Burntwood is so small. Your dad was unusual, irreplaceable. I feel so empty and lost. I shouldn't be telling his daughter." Said Tilly.
