AdultVillage 18 Pinstripe Authority

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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Angus Scott had a physical figure that oozed authority. He dressed immaculately as part of the pinstriped suit brigade. His posture was always upright, his movements purposeful and controlled. With a stern gaze and a firm handshake, Angus commanded respect wherever he went. Ate in the best restaurants, drank fine wine and mixed with the high-flying corporate set. Angus constantly saw the world with a different lens than anyone else he saw opportunities to make money. He had an amazing ability to get them into his bedroom before they knew they were being chattered up. The problem he had was once they were there he didn't know what to do next, talking was fine, he was an expert at that. He simply didn't know how to go from talking to action. He wasn't very tactile, and he never wanted to touch his conquests, as he was afraid of being rejected. He was great with the patter and banter, but when it came to how do I get to have sex with this lady, he had no clue of how to get there. If the lady made the first move then fine, but if he was expected to, then he had a real problem. He did how to lose, he was exceedingly uncomfortable being anything but successful, so if he was to attempt a kiss and he was turned do that would completely shatter him. He simply had no way of negotiating his way around these sensitive emotional issue.

He knew he was ruthless in business, but rubbish with the intimate side of being with woman, He had a flaw, he could easily get to the bedroom but he had difficulty in a normal relationship, he didn't know how to small talk, just the normal socialisation was a mystery to him. He constantly regarded himself as unworthy in his personal interactions with people outside of his business career. How he ended up married with a child sometimes beat him, Jenny had just taken him in hand and guided him through. He had a better sex life than this issue would indicate, he found that the young ladies he employed to be his secretary would more than often do as they were told. They were often itching to fuck the boss, they saw it to move forward in their career. It became his method of sex even after his marriage to Jenny.

His dominant father ruled with an iron fist regarding his miserable son as a failure. Angus's dominant father had instilled a deep sense of inadequacy within him, leaving him feeling unworthy and like a failure in his personal interactions. Despite his success in the business world, Angus carried the weight of his father's expectations and judgement, which continued to shape his perception of himself throughout his life. He didn't play rugby and couldn't play any ball sports. He was a failure as a son. It didn't help that he liked to be well dressed and manicured. He got stick from his old man and the other boys but the ladies seemed to like him and from an early age he became popular with them Women's attention came from young and particularly older women. They would touch his crotch and laugh and apologise. He didn't know how to respond to this and saw it as a form of bulling from the girls. It never occurred to him to take this attraction any further. He went to boys only high school where, as a teen he had little female contact. His sister, four years his senior would mock his lack of physical attributes as he was a skinny hairless lad. Angus's sister's mocking had a lasting impact on his self-esteem among women. It contributed to his deep-seated belief that he was physically inadequate to pleasure women, leading to a constant need for validation and attention from women. This insecurity fuelled his desire for success and admiration in his business career, as he sought to compensate for his perceived shortcomings. It wasn't until one evening when she came home somewhat drunk and sat on the edge of his bed, sliding her hand inside the covers, and found a very rigid cock. He had been playing with it, something he did every night to make himself tired enough to sleep, with no sexual interaction with the ladies this is where he built his dreams, his fantasies of sexual greatness.

"Whoa, my little brother's got a big stiff boner. You've been fantasising about fucking your sexy big sister, little brother. Oh, my this is more generous than I imagined. "

Angus could feel the sheets pull tighter around him, a shiver of anticipation running through his body as her head disappeared beneath the fabric. The covers moved in gentle waves, matching the rhythm of her breath and touch, a teasing warmth spreading. He closed his eyes, absorbing the sensation of soft lips gliding over him, slow at first, each stroke pushing the foreskin back and covering his thickness in a slippery, wet embrace. She knew exactly how to work him, her movements deliberate and practised. It was a curiously intimate moment, the closeness magnified by the darkness and the sound of her breathing against his skin. This was the first time they had crossed these lines, it would not be the last, there was something uniquely tender--and incredibly arousing--about feeling his sister attend to him this way, hidden under the sheets. The tempo increased as she bobbed faster, her mouth taken over by urgency. A low groan escaped his throat, his hips rising to meet her motions as she expertly drove him closer.

Outside it started to hammer down with rain disguising the noise of his pleasure moans. His sister suddenly stopped and moved her backside over his face as she hitched up her inadequate skirt and pushed the string on her thong aside.

"Get your tongue action going, baby brother. Lick that dirty little girl of mine. She craves a little action." Morag returned to engage his dick with her mouth.

"Don't cum, little brother I want this weapon inside of me." She shifted off his face and sat on his penis, turning her body around to face him. Simultaneously, she removed her crop top, and released her breasts from her black lacy bra.

Angus reached for a breast in each hand grabbing them tightly he said. "Oh, shit this is weird and awesome, but keep the noise down mum and dad are on the other side of the wall."

"Hey treat those gently you're gripping too tightly, treat them with respect. Have you done this before?" Said Morag.

"Umn not like this."

"Not like anything, you're a fuckin virgin aren't you? I'm your first. I don't believe it. You're a pretty fit brother. Your big sister will need to teach you the best technique for satisfying a lady."

Suddenly, there was a banging on the wall. "You two be quiet or go to Morag's room if you need to chat." Their father's voice boomed through the wall."

"Come with me Angus you can learn how to fuck a girl and be a legend."

Angus didn't remember that summer before he went to university without needing to relieve himself. His sister gave him intense training, including bringing in girl friends and boy friends.

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With the guidance and insight of his elder sister, Angus had successfully managed to cultivate a vibrant and diverse social life during his university years. Known for his easy-going nature and clever wit, he was far from lacking female attention, but a timidity remained a constant hurdle when it came to matters of physical intimacy. While some men at college gained reputations for being overly touchy, Angus was notorious for erring on the side of caution, approaching with trepidation and struggling to make the first move with any girl he met. This reservation had frequently opened him up to ridicule, especially after episodes like the infamous pool party, where he'd let a prime opportunity slip through his fingers. That day, the summer sun blazed, and a crowd gathered for an afternoon of carefree swimming and flirtation.

Angus found himself in an enviable situation, one that would be the envy of many of his peers: alone with a bikini-clad girl, her skin glistening under the sun as they lounged by the poolside. The girl, a flirtatious classmate with a reputation for being forward, seemed eager to close the gap between them, moving closer with teasing glances and coy touches. Yet, Angus remained a study in indecision, paralysed by the fear of overstepping boundaries and unsure of how to act on her obvious signals. Time dragged on with painful awkwardness, each minute that passed a reminder of his inability to take the plunge into intimacy. As she finally left, exasperated by his inaction, he was all too aware of the eyes watching him, the whispers and knowing smirks of those who had witnessed his misstep.

The aftermath was immediate and brutal. Speculation swirled about why he hadn't so much as attempted a kiss, leading to persistent teasing among his friends. Some still joked about him being a gentleman to a fault, while others suggested more brutal diagnoses: was Angus just clueless, or was he hiding some deep-seated fear? The laughing and taunting renewed every time they reminisced about the incident, but this wasn't the first time Angus had found himself in such a predicament. There were other stories, other girls who had left him behind, bewildered by his tentativeness. There was a pattern, one he couldn't escape from.

Naturally, the bikini incident became a legend, an indelible stain on his romantic history at college. As usual, it was his sister who seemed to understand him best, offering advice with a mix of affection and exasperation. She encouraged him to be bold, to embrace his desires, yet Angus found the gap between intention and action a chasm he couldn't quite leap on his own. The memory of that day, the two hours he spent alone with the girl at the party, never ceased to amuse his circle. He was constantly reminded of it, the event taking on a life of its own in their jesting.

"You need to watch out for my little brother," they all laughed. "He's liable to put moves on you... in a year or so."

Angus was still overwhelmed with the newness of it all when he first met Jenny. She was different from anyone he'd ever dated: shy and seemingly self-conscious, her uncertainty almost palpable, a stark contrast to the bold women from his past. Initially lacking the confidence he was used to seeing, Jenny didn't fit easily into his world. Yet something about her drew him in, a magnetism that Angus hadn't anticipated. Maybe it was her voluptuous figure, which she carried both with hesitation and with an unexpected boldness. Jenny had full breasts that were impossible to ignore, and though part of her seemed embarrassed by her curves, another part wore them proudly. Her college nickname, "Jenny Jugs," spoke to her most visible assets--a name she surprisingly seemed to embrace despite its crudeness.

Angus marvelled at how someone so reserved could be so comfortable with such an overt moniker. He loved the paradox of it, how she would blush when she first heard it but then smile, almost to herself, as if tasting the power in the name when it rolled off her lips.

Their relationship blossomed as they spent more time together, their natural exuberance and energy fulfilling some of each other's needs. One night, as they sat on his dorm room bed watching Eyes Wide Shut starring Nicole Kidman and Tom Cruise, Jenny leaned in close and whispered in his ear.

"I wonder what it would be like to be in one of those orgies."

The comment was a complete surprise to Angus, they had kissed and petted but nothing heavy, he hadn't even seen her naked. He had play with a naked breast and on other occasions he had touched her vagina but never had been close to doing both let alone fucking her. He couldn't bring himself to mount this girl like he had done with his sister so easily.

"Would you want to try it?" Angus asked.

"I think so... but only if they were strangers, and guys I liked the look of," Jenny replied.

"I don't know, maybe it could also be fun with people we know," Angus suggested. He thought of a couple of ladies who had made overtures to him, he had resisted them in his normal way as he already had a girl friend and anything else just seemed too complicated. He was very, very randy at this point, exploring Jenny between her soft white thighs. She didn't push him away as she had in the past when he got to the panties, her underwear and everything in them was exceptionally wet. Perhaps he would get one step further today.

"Hmm, have you been to one before?" Jenny asked, a hint of curiosity and excitement in her voice.

"Maybe," Angus answered coyly.

Jenny reacted by grabbing a pillow and playfully hitting him over the head. "You didn't even ask me!" she exclaimed.

"I didn't think you would be interested, and I didn't really know you," Angus defended himself.

"Well, I am. And next time, I want to be there," Jenny declared.

"Okay... but just know that other girls might want to join in too," Angus warned.

"And other guys might want to bury their dicks in me, but you must not be exactly jealous," Jenny countered with a sly smile.

Angus laughed. "No, babe, I'm cool with it."

"Prove it," Jenny challenged.

This sparked an interesting conversation about their boundaries and desires within their relationship while simultaneously fuelling their curiosity about exploring this daydream further down the line when they felt ready for it together.

As they delved into this newfound interest with unguarded openness, casting aside any reservations or judgements about each other's preferences or the boundaries of their relationship dynamics, an unshakeable trust and understanding blossomed between them. This newfound connection drew them closer than ever before, ready to embrace whatever thrilling adventures life threw their way--whether they embarked on them solo or as audacious partners, defying societal norms and expectations surrounding monogamy and sexuality within committed relationships.

The conversation ignited a fiery passion within Jenny, propelling her to unexpectedly unzip his fly and lavished his now throbbing erection with the attention it desperately craved. As Angus surrendered to the overwhelming ecstasy, he couldn't help but contemplate the enormity of the moment, fully aware that this was merely the beginning of their wild and unrestrained sexual journey.