Transforming Love: Garden Obsession

By Rex Haltier

Widowed Terrence has become obsessessed with being penetrated. It consumes his every waking moment. While hiking in a botanical garden and trying to allay this obsessive thinking, he bumps into Robin. Robin, a beautiful woman half his age has something special to share with him. Beginning in the garden, and continuing in his apartment, they share a transforming love that satisfies his obsession, and brings new love.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tall Tale Depot
• Release date: Dec 23, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223540830

Book preview

I woke with a start that morning. My constant dream had visited me again. No nightmare, this dream tortured me with the promise of pleasure. The covers were twisted around my feet, thankfully. I lay on my back. I felt something hot and wet on my belly. I felt myself. My cock was still hard, but shrinking. Spattered through my pubic hair and on my lower belly were thick drops of cum. The dream had been that powerful.

That dream!

Every night the dream came. It was matched my my waking thoughts. A disembodied set of hands grasp my hips, holding me in place. A thick cock penetrates me and slides in and out of my back door, filling me, stretching me open. I'm helpless in the dream. And I want to be helpless. The pleasure of having that dick fill me is too much and I cum. My raging, hard cock explodes in a fountain of pearly globs of cum.

I pushed myself up and swiveled to sit on the side of the bed. The A/C rattled in the window, pumping cool air into the room. Outside the morning lit up the world. Hot out there. Cool in here. I got up and padded into the bathroom to shower. And my eye was drawn to the toy, attached to the vanity. I resisted, and showered instead. I needed to get out, to get away for a few hours. Afterward, I dressed – shorts, tee and boat shoes – then made the bed and went to the kitchen to put the coffee on. As I sat and sipped, my thoughts returned to the dream, and the toy, and what they had come to mean for me, the obsession of them that dominated my thoughts these past two months.

What is it about obsessions? They arise out of nowhere and shake us. They first just tap at the door of our attention. Then they knock. After a while, they pound on that door. Until we open and let them in. Then, they are ours for as long as they want to be. Sometimes an obsession is pleasant. Sometimes an obsession is all consuming.

This is a tale about how an obsession of the latter sort, became one of the former. It happened on a searing hot, summer day. The all consuming obsession had dogged me for weeks before. Then I met Robin, and our brief love transformed what had clouded my every waking thought into a mesmerizing cloud of pleasant memories. And the promise of more to come.

The obsession began weeks earlier. And it began with a stupid accident on the part of a medical provider. From there, it grew, echoing in my mind. It ricocheted back and forth, bouncing with