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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Myrtle Macquarie, owner of a huge amount of property around the state, used Angus Scott as her agent. Good friends, well more than good friends they were lovers, well not really lovers, maybe just sex partners. She looked at him as a trusted adviser, in all things business and many things in pleasure. At over the age of ninety, she knew that every morning she woke up it might be her last day on the planet. Early in her relationship with Scott, she had been dreaming her days as a young day, on her father's farm and then once he had passed it to her on her own farm with her dearest husband.
Early in her life she gained a love of young men and what they could offer her sexually, she knew that they just have to ask and they would do anything for her, as she got older, she needed to provide some incentive which usually in the form of illicit and often forbidden sex, which she saw as a win, win. She loved it and so did her suitors, plus they got whatever it was they were after, as did she. Living on a farm, she did some amazing sexually charged things as the lifestyle just lent itself to it.
Though she enjoyed flirting with the farmhands, she always remained faithful to her husband by giving him all of her attention and refraining from any affairs when he was home. However, her husband was not as loyal. She once found him having sex with cook and long-term friend Maureen over the kitchen counter while Maureen should have been preparing dinner. After her initial shock and disappointment, Myrtle said nothing and silently crawled behind her husband to pleasure him while he was with Maureen. It was the first time she had ever used her tongue on his anus, but she had learned how to please men in that way from a handsome farrier. The farrier was rude, uncouth, and incredibly fit. She couldn't help but smile at the thought of him every time a farrier visited to shoe their horses. Since her husband loved rimming, she has rimmed him countless times since then.
The consequence of this unfaithful act mean Maureen became a very close friend of Myrtle and they often played with the boys together, as well as looked after each other when no boys were around.
At a point she was feeling very old and useless her trusted adviser brought her this proposition to fund a group his daughter belonged to, in the lease and possible purchase of a property. Turned out this group was into a form of free love, maybe a bit like the communes that were around in the late 1960s and early 1970s, and expression of a kind of free love for all.
Myrtle lavished Angus with exceptional care whenever he visited her at the aged care facility. She wasn't just a resident there; she was the formidable owner of this establishment and several others. Her domain on the property was a sprawling, mansion-like annex, complete with a luxurious bedroom, state-of-the-art gym, gourmet kitchen, and exclusive medical amenities.
Angus, a man in his late fifties, was the epitome of a silver fox. His handsome features and fit physique were undeniable, and his smooth tongue only added to his charm. Maurine couldn't help but notice his good looks and, in a moment of daring curiosity, she flirtatiously imitated a pathetic voice.
"Wouldn't it be nice Angus to be part of your daughter Polly's group?" she mused. "I haven't even seen a penis in twenty years." Then, directly challenging Angus, she slyly said, "If you want this deal, maybe you could show me your equipment."
Angus hesitated for a moment, but ultimately succumbed to her request. He unzipped his trousers slowly and pulled out his rising member. Maurine was captivated by the sight before her and felt an irresistible urge to touch it. She reached out tentatively, wrapping her fingers around its girth before lowering her head and taking him into her warm mouth. Angus let out a low moan as she began moving along his shaft with tantalising precision.
The genuine excitement for Maurine began when Angus's large hand found its way under her skirt, gently exploring her sensitive flesh. Using wet fingers, he delicately parted her moist folds before sliding a finger inside her. His other hand teased her clitoris with perfect pressure, occasionally dipping down to gather more of her wetness.
Maurine closed her eyes and arched her back as sensation overwhelmed her body. She felt electrified by the intimate contact with Angus--her first orgasm in twenty years was so intense that she nearly screamed in bliss.
From that point on, each visit between these two passionate souls would involve not just conversations but also heated encounters of sexual exploration. Eventually, their little secret rendezvous expanded to include Maureen into the mix, as they all indulged in pleasure-driven acts together as a trio.
In older adults, sexual activity can correlate with greater enjoyment of life and health. People do not become asexual as they age, although physiological changes may result in modified sexual activity. In Myrtles case, she fully rezoned in on living the life she had at the farm, enjoying all the liaisons she could muster, mostly orchestrated by Angus.
Myrtle had Angus promise to take her and Maureen to the establishment once it was up and running, and that is exactly what happened.
Mrs Macquarie visited the Adult Farm on a number of occasions fuelling her obsession with having geriatric sex. Her fixated-on sex herself while ensuring other people got their share. She ensured Maureen and her nurse, had their fair share. She spoke to Angus about trying to include the young man who acted as her steward. She would like to have a helping of his cum when the young man came to pick up her dishes after her lunch.
Angus, bewildered by Mrs. Macquarie's insatiable appetites, managed her request with a blend of professionalism and personal care that only deepened their unconventional friendship. The first of these sexual encounters took place two days later, with Maureen involved with the steward and Myrtle.
Angus, bewildered but dedicated, arranged the tryst. Myrtle's lusty moans and Maureen's gasps filled the room as they tangled together with a lean, tall blond male steward who had long curved penis glistening in the juices of the two elderly women. Angus had been asked to film the episode, he gasped for air, struggling to keep up with their boundless energy. Sweat glistened on their wrinkled skin as their bodies collided in a symphony of passion. He couldn't believe how agile these two ladies in their late 80s and early 90s were as they lead the post lunch orgy.
As Myrtle's appetite increased, so did Angus' exhaustion, he was asked to fill in for the young men when they weren't available. After one particular visit to the farm, Myrtle and Maureen moved into a shared room. Myrtle ordered Angus to attend to them both. He found them naked and eager on a large four-poster bed. They stroked each other's sagging breasts and teased their swollen lips as they waited for him.
Mrs. Macquarie panted, "I want you to fuck us both, Angus."
Angus hesitated before complying with her demanding tone. He plunged into Maureen's soaking wet pussy while Myrtle straddled his face. Her tangy scent engulfed him as she ground her hips against his face. Angus' tongue danced over her engorged clitoris, eliciting loud moans from both women. Their muffled cries of ecstasy echoed through the room as they experienced simultaneous climaxes that left them spent and panting for air.
Myrtle continued to push boundaries, ordering in young men for herself and Maureen--a dashing hairdresser, a burly masseur, even a transgender escort named Trannie who left them spent and yearning for more. To enhance the intoxicating experiences, she invested in an arsenal of provocative playthings and exotic aphrodisiacs. Each purchase promising a tantalizing exploration of the senses, allowing her to push boundaries and bring depth to her sexual escapades. Maureen and Myrtle experimented with toys in endless scenes of sexual debauchery, Angus was never sure what he would walk into, she had become less interested in her own privacy and left open curtains, the doors to her complex, she and Maureen even swam in the complex public pool naked.
''I own the place, what am I going to do kick myself out, the old guys enjoy watch us old bats play in the nude and the prudish woman can tut behind their hands. I have one old bloke who has no show of getting it up, joining us nude in the pool. He constantly plays with himself and gropes us old girls, its fun. I think we get more at the pool than we ever did in the past.' She confided in Angus one afternoon when they were having an early evening cocktail before the nightly pleasures began.
Sharing her deepest fantasies with her best friend, she confesses a dream that edges on the brink of taboo - a longing to reach the pinnacle of pleasure, surrendering to an orgasm so powerful that it could consume her very life.
She spends every moment luxuriating in pleasure - her mind is either dancing with the anticipation of her next sensual rendezvous, or reliving the passionate encounters she's had. The sweet tension of desire is her constant companion.
On one occasion Angus turned up at her apartment, to find her naked body on the sundeck with Trannie, the masseur with Maddie, a massage parlour owner in the city and at the Adult Farm, firmly working her back with his penis at full mast. As he worked her shoulders, she had his usually limp dick buried deep in her gurgling throat. Angus thought she was struggling to breathe and attempted to move Trannie away. Trannie was a Thai lady boy and apparently very active in the alternative life styles communities. How Myrtle ended up with him/her was anybody's guess.
On another occasion, he turned up to see a middle age man installing what looked like a fucking machine in the gym. Myrtle and Maureen were in their usual state of undress while this guy was going through a full demonstration of how to set up the machine to provide an endless source of penetration without the need for a male. Maureen was laying naked on a low table, covered in a plush mattress, with pillow under her head, her feet in stirrups spreading her legs to make a full view of her old vagina and her backside elevated,
