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Fun On The Farm
by Tony Tiger (tonytigerxxx@yahoo.com)
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Farm couples make do in the wartime 40's to get by.
(MF, wife-sharing)
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It was tough running a farm during WW2. Gas and farm
equipment were hard to get, even though farms were
essential to the war effort. Even more difficult was
good help since the armed forces were gobbling up the
prime men and city jobs paid a lot more. Out on the
plains it was a long way to town and neighbors weren't
very close either. There was limited radio and no
television yet.
Hattie and Slim were fourth generation wheat farmers way
west of Kansas City. They had a lot of land but no kids
came along to help, no matter how often they tried, so
hired help was extra important. When they did find a
good one, like the offspring of another farm family, or
a conscientious objector, they'd go to town on a
Saturday night looking for fun and pussy, and get a
better offer and be gone.
Growing up so close to nature, sex had never been a
mystery. Swimming holes had answered a lot of questions
since bathing suits were a luxury. Most kids learned
about screwing by copying some older kids doing it after
skinny-dipping or in the barn. School classes were very
small so by the time you graduated, if you did, you had
likely fucked most of the available and reasonably
attractive opposite sex.
Hattie and Slim's nearest neighbors were about five
miles down the road and they would get together on a
Saturday night a couple of times a month to drink shine,
listen to the radio, and screw each other's spouse.
Wasn't much else interesting to do.
The swapped couples spent the night in separate rooms
and it was, by this time, like they were alternate
spouses. It wasn't mentioned in conversation although
the women weren't shy about sharing details when they
visited. Mary, the neighbor wife, was a shorter,
chunkier, darker farm woman who had screwed just about
every male in her general age bracket, and a few well
outside it, before settling down as a pregnant bride.
Sam, her husband, was a medium sized barrel of a farm
boy.
He had been her boyfriend since grade school and took
Mary's cherry during a swim party then watched her do
two other boys. She always treated him as number one,
even if there were numbers 2,3 or more sticking it to
her too, so he let her get the wildness out of her
system during high school. She sent a few horny girls
his way to show her appreciation.
Hattie, like her husband, was fairly tall and slender
with a light complexion and hair color. Hattie had a few
lovers including Mary's future husband. The two couples
were longtime friends and often double dated. Trading
back and forth wasn't unusual and it had been noted that
Mary's first son looked more like Slim than Sam.
One night when the neighbors were there, Slim was
complaining about the help situation. "Hattie," Mary
said, well lubricated with shine, "you know them boys is
wantin' pussy. If they didn't have to go to town for it
then no one could steal them away!" Now Mary had some
strapping boys too young for the army so didn't have the
help issue but she sure could give advice just the same.
Hattie looked a bit shocked as the thought filtered
through the liquor and slowly replied, "You might be
onta' somethin' there." Looking at her husband she
continued, "What would you think about me goin' to the
bunkhouse once a week to keep the help happy?"
Inhibitions were dropping fast and the somber, practical
Slim said slowly, "Might just work. Just don't want to
wear yer twitchet out though." Mary laughed and poked
Sam in the ribs, "Lots of practice never hurt mine, did
it?"
Later on, as Mary was riding Slim's substantial pole,
she reassured him, "Don't you worry none about the boys
pokin' your Hattie. She'll probably like it but your
pecker is the best around here, and I ought to know.
It's my favorite and don't tell my husband I said that
either." For that she got a couple of shots of hot cum
at the very end of her well used cunt.
There was only one farm hand at the moment but one more
got recruited with Mary's help. Both women inspected the
prospect's physique and phallus as part of the hiring
process. The signing bonus was 20 minutes in Hattie's
saddle with the explanation that hard work would get
this on a regular basis. The simple rules were that
above the neck and in the bum were only for husbands but
the rest was theirs to enjoy. Mary would graciously help
out if it was Hattie's period.
Farm productivity and morale increased rapidly. Turnover
was limited to different sex positions, not change of
staff. True to what he had been told, Slim was getting
as much, if not more, lovin' from Hattie. He didn't
notice any wear and tear at all.
Since farm work was six days a week, it was Saturday
night when the hands took baths, shaved, and got laid.
Hattie would bring a bit of shine to the bunkhouse and
serve it after taking off her dress. Each week she
rotated whose bunk she got into first. The other one
went out on the porch in good weather or the other room
if not. He held his erection in anticipation as he heard
the noises from the other man pounding her pussy.
She usually visited each bunk twice since the first
round didn't last long for each man after a week
without. Her furry fun hole usually emptied them in
about an hour or so and then she would stop at the
outhouse to drain, and the pump to rinse, her snatch
before joining her waiting husband. In spite of all the
dicking, she would still be hot and silky feeling as his
big pecker squeezed out the cum that still remained in
his wife before adding his own.
Neighbor visits were now on Sundays after church. Mary
loved the progress reports and was envious. She had
another bright idea. When the moonshine and sex had them
all relaxed out on the porch, she spoke up, "My boys
shore are wishin' they worked here. They are hard
workers and would like them special bonuses too. Hell,
I'd give it to em myself if'n I weren't their mother.
Hattie, how's about you and me trade places on
Saturdays? We could just stay over and meet up on the
way to church to trade back."
Hattie's twitchet twitched big time at the thought of
two young men plus their father between her legs. She
faked concern as she looked at her husband. The husbands
looked at each other and shrugged. They'd given up
trying to influence the headstrong women when it came to
sex. Men just can't argue with "hairy hole power".
Besides, they always reaped the benefits.
Hattie got two young virgins to break in and Mary got
two new but experienced dicks to try out. Both had a lot
of fun and vigorously showed both their husband, and the
other one, how much they appreciated it. Mary's
husband's only concern was to get Hattie first, before
the boys, so he wouldn't have to wait too long for his
share.
With their youthful energy they might keep her filled
all night. That's just what happened too. A special
memory for her was doing each boy three times and their
father before and after in one night. She did notice it
was right in the middle of her cycle.
The preacher was pleased that Slim and Hattie were
bringing their hired hands to church now. It was quite a
scene as they filled the pew. The two women were in the
center, flanked by their husbands then the other two men
of the household. There was no way he could tell by
looking at these rather plain women, with their hair
pulled back, wearing simple dresses and no makeup or
jewelry, sitting quietly in the church, that they were
such active manifestations of female sexuality. He was a
good man who emphasized love and caring more than
hellfire and damnation.
Hattie sometimes wondered about his thoughts if he knew
each of the farm women had the fresh seed of four men in
her womb on Sundays. Their husbands usually sent them
down the road well lubricated for the other peckers soon
to visit their cunts. Maybe nothing bad, since he was
single, and the church secretary/music director spent a
lot of time at the parsonage. Her husband was in the
army and both husbands knew firsthand how much she liked
sex.
The practical women had discussed the moral issues of
their sexual activity. The husband sharing wasn't
"unfaithfulness" since the husbands knew and
participated. Anyway they had all fucked each other long
before marriage so it wasn't anything new. Doing the
other men fell under the preacher's biblical instruction
to "minister to the needy".
The men had shelter, clothing, and food but sure were
needy for sex, another basic need. Their ever ready
boners and big loads of spunk sure proved that. They
agreed that the seed should be unloaded inside since
that was the natural place according to the bible. A bit
less messy and helped them keep wet for the next one.
Their "work" might fit into the "love thy neighbor"
exhortation too. Their husbands didn't seem to mind and
they enjoyed their mission work a lot, especially the
one farmhand who was mostly native American. His big
dark pecker and his long tongue did things no one else
ever had. He even liked licking them when he was last in
line. They couldn't figure out a graceful way to have
him teach his tricks to their husbands.
Within three months both women no longer had a period to
interfere with sex. The morning sickness phase didn't
last long either and the other men started getting
Tuesday night visits too.
END
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex
with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it
isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people
other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around
the world contract HIV every year. You only have one
body per lifetime, so take good care of it!
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