("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text ----------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2014. Please do not remove the author information nor make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. ----------------------------------------------------- Fun On The Farm by Tony Tiger (tonytigerxxx@yahoo.com) *** Farm couples make do in the wartime 40's to get by. (MF, wife-sharing) *** 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 * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 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! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 80