Many people who live in urban areas are not aware of the tremendous amount of sexual activity that takes place in rural places, and more especially, on the farms of this country. Per capita, the number of sex incidents that take place in the country have been said to be far greater than in heavily populated cities. Many urban area people seem to have the idea that ruralists are slow and lack the energy to fuck, but such is not the case. The farms of America have the sexiest bunch of swingers imaginable.
Some of the deviations that take place on farms would be unbelievable to most city people. Consider the case of Mrs. Chase, a thirty-four-year-old widow who owned and operated a farm, with the help of two rather elderly hired men. Her farm was adjacent to one owned by the Brown family. Harry and Joyce Brown had two daughters and two sons. The older son was named Dick and he was sixteen. Dick had been making almost daily visits to Mrs. Chase since he was twelve. His parents were aware of his sexual activity with the widow. They didn't mind. Their younger son, Jimmy, was thirteen at the time he first started to take over some of his brother's activities involving the widow. His brother didn't mind, for Mrs. Chase was enough female for several young boys. Everyone seemed to find the situation agreeable.
Mrs. Chase was an extraordinary female, with large shapely tits. She was seemingly always in need of the caresses of boys – the younger the better. At the moment, she was standing near the rear door of her farmhouse, shielding her eyes from the sun with her hand, attempting to see if either Dick or Jimmy would be crossing the field between the two farms. Sometimes the boys came across the field, sometimes they walked down the road, but always they came, one or the other, and very often both together.
Although it was late in the afternoon and their work should have been completed for the day, neither boy was in view. Mrs. Chase stood there motionless, her hand continuing to shield her eyes from the burning sun. Finally, she sighed and returned inside the house and busied herself with egg counting. When she had finished this task, she stepped outside just in time to see Dick, the sixteen-year-old, turning off the road and coming toward her.
He stopped. "Hi, Mrs. Chase. I had some extra work to do. Pa didn't feel too good today."
"Oh, sorry to hear that. Anything serious?"
The boy grinned. "He was fucking ma last night and sprained his back."
Mrs. Chase smiled. She was accustomed to this kind of frank talk. The farmers in this part of the country all talked in this free and easy manner – at least to one another. "Sorry to hear that. Glad it's not you that has the sore back." She winked at the boy.
Dick, a brown-haired, brown-eyed boy of medium build, grinned again. "Wasn't me. Ma won't let me fuck her. I tried it once."
Mrs. Chase laughed at his obvious attempt at humor, knowing it was not an entirely untrue statement. Knowing the Brown boys and the way they used their cocks, she wouldn't have placed an attempt at incest beyond the capabilities of either of them, especially Dick. "Why don't you come inside and let me see how you are today, Dick," she said, making her voice lower in pitch for the purpose of getting a rise out of him.
He grinned and stepped up on the rear porch. "You mean you want to play with my cock, don't you?"
She laughed and held open the door. "I'll do better than just play with it. I'll work on it."
"Want to suck it, Mrs. Chase?" His brown eyes were intense now.
She pursed her lips and put her arm about his waist. What a delightful boy he was. "Would you like me to suck it, Dick?"
"Sure. You know how I like getting sucked off, especially by you."
She nodded and together they entered the house. "Yes, I know how you like it. I ought to, by now." She laughed at her last statement.
He turned his body slightly now that they were inside the house, and playfully buried his face in her full tits. She liked having him do this, for it gave her a strong feeling of being badly needed. Mrs. Chase loved the feeling of being needed by young boys. Young boys, such as the Brown brothers, were definitely the sexiest things in overalls. Overalls or any other type of clothing.
"I like your big tits, Mrs. Chase," he said, his words muffled because his face was buried in her warm flesh. "Sometimes I dream of sucking them till they fall off. I really love to lick those cherry nipples of yours."
"Oh, my goodness, not that, Dick! I'd feel terrible if my tits fell off."
"It's a pretty dumb dream, but it keeps coming back all the time."
She kissed him. His lips were warm and wet, just the way she liked a boy's lips to be. While she kissed him, her hand stole between his legs and felt his hard-on. It was nice to be able to feel a young boy's hard cock. It was even nicer when the young boy inserted his prick into you. Unzipping his fly while they continued kissing each other, she pulled out his cock and began to play with him gently.
He pulled his mouth away from hers. "You really got the hots today, eh, Mrs. Chase?"
"You know me, Dick. Always got the hots. I'm ready for fucking twenty-four hours a day."
"Do I ever make your cunt sore?"
She grinned and put her free arm about him, squeezing gently. "Yes, lots of times, but I don't really mind. I like it, honestly. After you go home and my cunt feels sore, I just remember how it got that way. Then I get hot all over again. I like that – being hot, passionate."
"I know you do. Are you going to take your clothes off, Mrs. Chase?"
"Sure. Let's go and get on my bed. You remove your clothing, too."
Soon they were on the bed, naked, as she once again played with his stiff cock. "Would you like to have it sucked or fucked?" she asked softly.
"Makes no difference. We'd better hurry, though. Jimmy's coming over, he told me."
Mrs. Chase smiled happily. "Why don't we wait till he gets here and all three of us can have fun together?"
"I'd kind of like you all to myself, first," he said seriously. "I really got hot rocks."
"Get on top of me, Dick," she said quietly, spreading her large, powerful-looking thighs. "I'll take your cock before Jimmy arrives."
He climbed on top of her, beginning fucking movements even before putting it into her cunt.
"Wait a minute," she told him and reached between their bodies to grasp his cock. "If you don't, you'll go off on the sheet."
He stopped his frantic movement until she inserted his cock for him. Then he began pumping his prick into her cunt as only a young boy can do. Mrs. Chase, pleased at the terrific hardness of his tool, lay back and enjoyed his pumpings, keeping both of her hands on his bare ass, pressing down on his buttocks when she felt him spurting inside of her. As was usually the case with her, she instantly had an orgasm, and it continued even after he had ceased to move within her steaming cunt. She kept moving about passionately, his cock still buried within her. She was rather disappointed with his performance.
"How come you went off so quickly?" she asked him. "That's not like you, Dick."
"I don't know. I guess I was thinking too much about getting done in a hurry because Jimmy's coming over."
She patted his butt. "Well, it's all right. I had a small one from that fuck."
"I couldn't help going off so soon," he stated again. "Guess maybe I was just too hot this time. I'm sorry."
"Get up," she said. "We'll wait till Jimmy gets here and then… well, we'll see how we want to do things. All right with you?"
"Yes." He moved off her and she looked at his now limp cock, feeling deeper disappointment in his performance of the past few minutes. It was the first time the boy had "failed" her, to the best of her recollection. Mrs. Chase was not an unreasonable woman, but in matters concerning sex she was determined in obtaining a satisfactory orgasm each and every time she fucked. She wanted gratification all the time, not just some of the time. This was not pure selfishness on her part. At least, not to her way of thinking. She was simply being a practical woman. Sex and fucking was meant to be gratifying to both partners. It definitely was not meant to be a frustrating force.
"I'm going to get a drink of water."
She nodded as Dick left the bedroom. When he had gone, she placed her hand over her cunt and allowed one of her fingers to slip in a short distance. She felt a shiver pass through her and she knew she was terribly hot. Hot and upset, though she was determined not to show her feelings. It was never conducive to good fucking to allow the other party to know you were upset over his performance. That sort of thing can kill sex altogether for the people involved. Keep quiet about it and hope… that next time the partner returns to his usual effectiveness. That was the way to do it. Mrs. Chase was an expert in these matters – these fucking matters.
Dick did not immediately return to the bedroom, so she continued to wait for him, her hand over her cunt, her finger darting in and out pleasurably.
After a few minutes she got off the bed and peered out into the kitchen. His clothing was gone. She thought he had tossed his clothing over a kitchen chair, and now there was nothing to show that he had been there. She turned about and saw only her own clothing in the bedroom.
"Now why would he run off like that?" she asked herself aloud. A moment later she said, "I must have made him mad, or something, but how? I didn't say anything to offend him, did I?" She thought about this for several minutes, slipping on a robe as she did so, and then dismissed it from her mind. Mrs. Chase was not the sort of person who would dwell at length upon such matters. It really wasn't that important to her.
Half an hour later, while having a cup of strong coffee in the kitchen, she looked up from the table – to see Jimmy at the door. Jimmy was only thirteen, and not as large a boy as Dick. His black hair and gray eyes with the lustful look in them constantly, more than made up for his lack of physique. And his cock was by no means a small one. The boy came into the kitchen quickly and smiled at her.
"Hello, Jimmy," Mrs. Chase said, pretending to pick something up from the floor. This was for the purpose of allowing her robe to come open at the front. It was more sexy to a boy when a robe appeared to come open accidentally than to do it deliberately. Mrs. Chase was well versed on the sexual appetites of young boys.
Jimmy stood in front of her. "Where's Dick?" he asked.
She shook her head. "I don't know. I thought maybe you could tell me."
"He said he'd be here and all three of us… "
Mrs. Chase smiled. "Oh, he actually said that, did he? The rascal!"
The boy screwed up his young face. "Is it all right if I do it to you right away, Mrs. Chase?"
She beamed at him. "Why, Jimmy, I never knew you to be so outspoken about it before. Usually, you don't say much."
"I want to go fishing before it gets too dark."
"I see," she said, smiling. "You want to fuck first and then go fishing." He half giggled. "Sort of, like." "Come here," she said.
He came close to her and she reached out and felt between his legs. "Why, you're not even hard, Jimmy."
"Yes, I know," the boy said softly. "Couldn't you suck it up, please?" His eyes, she was well aware, were staring hard at her exposed tits.
"Take it out, Jimmy. Maybe I can lip it into shape so we can use it."
The lust that sprang into his eyes was immediately visible. It thrilled her to see it there. Apparently, it thrilled him to have it there, for he moaned softly and removing his cock, let it hang limply.
"Jimmy, you usually get hard quickly. Why not today?" Mrs. Chase was quite curious about this.
"Aw, Dick and I slept together last night and we jacked each other off all night long."
She didn't like to hear this sort of thing. Pressing her lips together, she fixed him with a severe stare. "You boys mustn't do that. I've told you both you must save your juices for me. Either that or I won't favor either one of you anymore."
Jimmy hung his head a little. "Don't tell Dick I told you. He made me promise not to say anything, but it slipped out."
Mrs. Chase knew now why Dick's performance on the bed had not been up to his usual hot standards. "I won't say a word." She pursed her lips. "Come and get on the bed with me, dear."
They were on the bed now and Jimmy had removed his clothing. His body was so much smaller than Dick's that she liked to look at it. It made her feel positively a cradle robber to play with such a young boy, and yet this was her entire fascination with such an act. A grown woman playing with a young boy's cock was frowned upon by many people. Why this should be so, a person like Mrs. Chase could never understand. She didn't do the young boys any harm. In fact, she felt she did them considerable good. What worried her, however, was the fact that the boys had jacked each off all night long. Mrs. Chase felt this was a terrible thing for young boys to do. It would have been far better that they both should have put their cocks into her juicy cunt. A cunt was the only correct place for a cock.
"Get on top of me, Jimmy," she told the younger boy. "Just like you always do, dear." she often used the term of endearment with him, but seldom did so with his older brother. Dick did not like being called "dear."
The boy climbed aboard rapidly and she felt his cock. It was rock-hard now. She breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe this meant he would do a satisfactory job on her, or at least a better one than his brother had done. "You put it in," he told her.
She had no need for being told. Already she was stroking his slender cock and finally, after a few moments of fondling it, she made the insertion. He thrust hard at her and, with satisfaction, she felt the stiff piece shoot into her, rubbing the side of her cunt gratifyingly.
"Fuck me, boy," she said softly, stroking his soft hair. "Fuck your lady good now." "Keep talking like that," he grunted. "Makes me real hot."
"All right, dear. Fuck my cunt. Make me hot, too. I like your young cock. I'd rather fuck you than do anything else."
He pumped hard in her, his stiff prick rubbing her in all the right places
"That's the way to fuck me, dear. Keep that hard thing stabbing in and out of my cunt. My, you have a nice one. Give it all to me, please. I must have every inch of it. Oh… that's good," she added when he went deep into her throbbing pussy. "Now then, fuck me, boy, fuck my twat, and do it quickly."
"Oh, boy," he grunted. "I didn't think I was gonna be this hot, not after all that jacking off stuff last night with Dick."
Mrs. Chase grated her teeth unintentionally. "Mustn't play with your brother like that anymore, Jimmy dear. Remember, your prick belongs to me. Isn't that true?"
"Yes," he grunted.
"Save your cock for me. After all, who else lets you crawl on top the way I do?" "Nobody does," he answered thickly.
"I'm your girl, sort of. You remember that, Jimmy, and don't let Dick fool you into jacking him off anymore. All right?" She pinched his butt as she asked the question.
"All right," he grunted, moving in her more quickly now.
"That's good," she told him. "Now fuck your girl very good, dear. Spray her insides with your goo when you're ready to explode."
"I like hearing you talk that way," he told her hoarsely, not letting up for one second on his furious pumping into her cunt.
She pinched his butt again. "That's a good boy, keep pumping the cock into me, dear. I love to get your cock pumped into me." Saying this, she stiffened and drew up one leg as she felt the wild sensation of her orgasm. "Oh… " she moaned. "Faster, Jimmy… that's, a good boy. I love what you're doing to me!"
He pumped her furiously and she closed her eyes, the better to enjoy his efforts. She heard him cry out a few moments later but she did not open her eyes. She felt the bed sagging somewhat and it seemed that he was suddenly heavier, but still she did not open her eyes. It was not until she reached to pinch his butt again that she discovered he had his pants on.
His pants on?
She opened her eyes to see Dick on top of his brother, cornholing him evidently even as Jimmy was fucking her. A feeling of extreme pleasure spread through Mrs. Chase's body, and she knew this was what she had been waiting for all along.
She dearly loved having both boys in bed with her, even if one of them was withholding his cock from her body. At least he was there with her and Jimmy, and this was a very hot thing to experience.
"Give it to him, Dick," she breathed, patting the older boy on the ass. Immediately she thought of something and began pulling down the older boy's pants as best she could without interrupting what he was doing to Jimmy. She noticed that Jimmy did not seem to mind what Dick was doing to him and for a moment she had a suspicion that this might have been what they had done the previous night, rather than merely jacking off as Jimmy had explained. Mrs. Chase was not at all certain that she liked this – she didn't want her boy all worn out by the time he came to her for favors. Both boys had always been very virile for their ages, very potent and gratifying. If they got into the habit of satisfying each other at home, they would end up by having less need for her.
However, there was no point in thinking about that now. She could take the matter up with them later. She would impress on each of them that she was the only one they could stick their cocks into. They were not to use each other's assholes for that purpose.
Much to her delight, Dick pulled his cock out of his brother and with something akin to a wild roar of a young animal, moved up on the bed and sank his prick into her mouth. She tasted his piece, noting that it was clean.
"Now then," she cried thickly, for her mouth was well filled with cock. "The two of you – fuck me, together. Give me the best you've got to offer."
Even as she spoke, she had her second orgasm and certainly the best one she had had this day. It lasted a long time and was thoroughly gratifying. It lasted so long, in fact, that both boys had emptied their cocks into her body and had both stopped pumping before she knew a complete and of sensation.
"Ah… wonderful," Mrs. Chase cried softly. "We must do this more often, boys."
Suffice it to add here that they did follow up and do it often. Neither boy was ever to marry and leave the farm of their parents. Why would a young man want to marry another girl when he already had the best piece of ass in the country without the bother of having to support the lady in question? This was what the Brown brothers had and they knew a good thing when they found it.