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Farm Life

June 1954

_Working on a sex farm, Trying to raise some hard love

Getting out my pitchfork, Poking your hay_

Sex Farm; written by Michael John McKean, Christopher Guest, Robert Reiner, and Harry Shearer; recorded by Spinal Tap

It was a gorgeous summer day in Minnesota. On a small farm just west of Duluth, Luca Esposito paused in his work. He plucked a tall stalk from a clump of grass near his feet and stuck the end in his mouth. The jackrabbit slowly chewed, savoring the sweetness. Lou wore no shirt and the missing button on the left side of his favorite overalls let the bib hang open, allowing a light breeze to ripple through his fur, keeping him comfortable. The hare leaned against the fence he’d been repairing and lifted his face to the warm rays of the sun.

Lou’s ears swiveled at the rapid putt-putt-putt sound of an approaching vehicle. He turned his gaze in that direction and smiled. Approaching him, on their tractor, was Lou’s wife, Claire. With the exception of a wide-brimmed sun hat, the female was naked, her light tan fur glowing in the sunshine. Claire shut off the engine and looked down at her husband.

“I thought you might be thirsty, so I brought you some ice water,” said the jill. She reached down between her feet to pick up a large Thermos jug. Claire held the offering out to her mate.

“Thanks, Honey,” said Lou, as he unscrewed the top. “You always take such good care of me.” The hard-working male raised the container to his lips and tilted his head back, letting the cold water wash over his tongue and down his throat.

As he drank, Lou kept one eye on his mate. Claire swiveled in the seat toward her spouse, parting her legs as she did so. With Claire perched high atop the tractor, Lou had an excellent view between his female’s supple thighs. Here, the creamy tan of her fur turned to pure white and the pink skin of her pussy lips was clearly visible beneath this thin, velvety covering. Lou set his water jug on the ground and licked his lips.

“Is there anything else you need?” asked Claire as she slid to the ground.

Lou nodded with a devilish smile as he reached up to unfasten the one functional buckle on his overalls. Claire smiled back as the garment slipped easily from her jack’s muscular frame. The seductive female laid back on a soft bed of grass and opened her legs wide, watching with eager anticipation as Lou pushed his briefs down to the ground.

Lou’s penis was rapidly swelling as he kneeled on the grass between his lover’s thighs. The jill raised her long legs and crossed her ankles behind the small of her male’s back, pulling him close. Lou’s nose and whiskers twitched as his mate’s scent beckoned to him. Claire’s body was already well-lubricated with female moisture, allowing Lou’s slender, pink shaft to enter her smoothly. She let out a small “eep” as the final millimeter of his length pressed into her.

Claire placed one paw on her mate’s shoulder and the other behind his head, drawing his muzzle down for a kiss. As the two bunnies gently bumped their noses together, Lou began rocking and rolling his hips, grinding his body against Claire’s. Shallow humps turned into long thrusts and the tempo of their lovemaking quickly accelerated. Soon, Lou’s pelvis was rising and falling at jackhammer speed. Both lovers panted and moaned as pleasurable sensations coursed through their lissome leporine bodies.

Claire was the first to cum, squealing in her ecstasy and wrapping all four limbs tightly around her husband, pulling him further into her. Grinding his cock deep inside his female, Lou could feel her vaginal muscles squeezing tightly around his member. The sensation triggered his own orgasm and his toes scrabbled at the ground as he instinctively pressed deeper into his mate. The jack’s white tail flashed in the sunlight, bobbing in time with the muscular contractions that powered his ejaculation.

With a final huff, Lou gripped Claire tightly around the waist so that the two remained coupled together as he rolled over. From atop his body, Claire looked down into the hazel eyes of her mate. She rocked her pelvis slowly, wanting to keep him hard for as long as possible. She loved this handsome male who worked so diligently to provide for her and who knew exactly how to satisfy her physical needs.

Lying on his back, Lou looked up at his beautiful female, framed by blue sky and puffy white clouds. He reached up with both paws to lightly brush his fingertips across her breasts. Once upon a time, he dreamed of having a different female for every night of the week. How wrong he’d been! Claire satisfied him in every possible way. He couldn’t imagine having a better partner to help him run the farm or needing another to share his bed.

Claire rose, allowing Lou’s cock to slip from body. She traced a fingertip along her slit and sighed at the now empty feeling. She waggled her behind seductively at her husband as she climbed back onto the tractor. From her perch, Claire watched while Lou pulled his briefs and then his overalls back on.

“How much longer before you finish here?” asked the female.

Lou considered the unfinished task still ahead of him. “Twenty-five, maybe thirty-five minutes,” he replied.

“Okay then,” said Claire as she fired up the tractor’s engine. “How about meeting me up in the hay loft when you get back?”

Lou smiled broadly. “Don’t you ever get enough?” he asked playfully.

Claire shook her head emphatically. “No. Do you?”

Lou shrugged his shoulders. “I’m a jackrabbit. I have a reputation to uphold.”

“Lucky for you, I’m a jackrabbit too,” Claire asserted. “I’ll see you in the hay loft.”

“You can count on it,” Lou promised.