Farm Life 9 [NSFW]
Added 2022-05-10 15:32:50 +0000 UTCThis one's actually only a LITTLE NSFW, there's some story happening here. Comments appreciated!
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“Ow! Ow!” I yelped as Darleen dragged me by my ear all the way back to the farmhouse. It wasn’t that she’d discovered me fucking Nocturne again, but rather the aftermath where I was continuing to fuck a dozen of the female goats, word had finally gotten back to her.
When she slammed her bedroom door shut and locked it, she turned to me with her hands planted firmly on her hips. “Do I gotta neuter you, too?” She asked.
“Please don’t,” I begged on my knees.
Darleen sighed, fingers to her eyes as she tried to excise my stupidity from her brain. “Sammy, what the hell am I gonna do with you? Nel was right, I can’t micromanage you and even if I did, you seem the kind of dog that’d go right back to humping the couch if he was bored.”
“Well it was working,” I said. “I’d turned Nocturne down and everything, tied him up really good, and then…” I winced. “Well, he started calming down a whole hell of a lot more when I touched his dick, and I thought… I thought you know, maybe there’s something to that. Maybe the animals are insatiable because their sexual needs aren’t being tended to.”
“So you rode him ass-first?” Darleen asked. “Then fucked every goat you could wrap your paws around?”
“I don’t know,” I said. “I don’t know what is happening to me. The notion enters my brain and it’s overpowering. I’ve literally never experienced this before coming to this farm. I honestly don’t want to compromise this farm or me being a citizen. But I can’t turn that off. Not unless you mutilated my entire lower half and even then I’m sure my brain would find a way to keep going.”
“I’m starting to suspect that.” Darleen helped me up, and stripped me of my clothes. “You’re lucky that you’re cute, cause I’m gonna ride you day and night till I break you.”
“But I’m right, aren’t I?” I asked. “I mean, it’s one thing to be very firm and stoic and let the animals know you’re in charge, but they’re all extremely frustrated.”
“They can masturbate just like anyone else,” Darleen said, stripping her top off.
“You know that’s not the same.”
Darleen paused halfway pulling her short off.
“They’re not acting all that much different from me,” I said. “And we’re not different from them, biologically speaking. The only difference is that citizens, for some godforsaken reason, have to repress it all.”
“Because the alternative is chaos, dear,” Darleen kicked her shorts aside, and pushed up against me, and I wrapped my arms under the long tufts of silky smooth fur. “The state of nature is that most beings don’t get to have a life of fun or pleasure. The natural state is nasty, brutish, and short. Civilization has rules, and rules give all people a much, much better chance.”
“But are they all necessary?” I asked, burying my nose between her breasts. “Maybe some of the rules are costing us more sanity than they’re worth.”
Darleen sighed and pet the back of my head. She pulled me out and gave me a long, slow kiss, to which I wagged my tail fiercely. We made the kiss a little more than wet between us, as our tongues touched and played with one another. Her naked body contoured to mine, a landscape of long, silky fur overlaying her firm farmer’s muscles down her abdomen. Her arms were so strong, but everything else slid aside and yielded to my fingers.
When we finally pulled away, I said, “Marry me, Darleen.”
She stroked my ears. “Sugar… I’d love to. But I can’t. Not until I know who you are for sure.”
My ears wilted.
“Oh, let’s give it a few months,” she said. “I tell you what. We’re gonna keep this going, but other than that, I’m gonna let you loose. I can’t tame you for you. You really want this, you’re gonna have to do it on your own. I’m still gonna be here, I’m still gonna rescue you and get your god damned boner to recede, cause damn it all I need it, too. But I’m not letting you break my heart, you hear?”
I nodded. “I hear.”
I think Darleen could have given me a run for my money. We skipped lunch and then dinner that night as Darleen and I rode one another like wild animals. She was just about to come when she grabbed my balls and squeezed tight, milking me till I exploded inside her.
We fucked the rest of the week, every day. It did help, but I couldn’t help but feel like I was right. The farm animals were frustrated, bored, lonely, having to adhere to the tenets of civilization with none of the benefits. Fucking Darleen didn’t change that. But I wondered if she was going to shut down that part of my mind that worried about them.
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Sunday rolled around. Darleen insisted I come to church with her this time; it wasn’t my denomination, but I was perhaps a bit grateful I could do something for an hour other than farm work or fucking her. I even wore a tie, which Darleen, who was wearing a really billowy blue sundress that complimented her fur, thought was simply overdressing. It frustrated me a bit, since females could somehow get away with wearing more colorful garments than males, making clothes all the less appealing to keep on. Nevertheless, she took the tie off of me before we took her sports car up to the hilltop.
The service wasn’t entirely different from what I expected of a fifty-citizen congregation. Hymns, prayers, sermoning to loud and enthusiastic agreements from the audience over points that boiled down to “good things are good” and “some people think bad things are good, which is bad”. It wasn’t exactly groundbreaking theology, but Darleen sure seemed to like it.
But when we started to have communion, I looked back over the rows of congregants, only to notice a familiar face, dressed up in a surprisingly clean blouse and blue jeans, hiding her eyes behind a pair of sunglasses.
“Nel?” I almost blurted out, but kept my voice down.
“Shush,” Darleen told me. “She’s been coming here most weeks still.”
“But does anybody… know?”
“Nobody asks,” she said. “Not like the government broadcasts it. And far as I’m concerned, they ain’t gotta know. Nel may be here just to shadow me, she may be here to make peace with her immortal soul. Either way, it’s fine. She ain’t hurting nobody.”
And I thought about that. Churches didn’t exactly make demands to see proof of citizenship; it wouldn’t exactly be a welcoming or voluntary environment. Which made me wonder how many, if any more, of the congregants were actually animals playing citizen for the day.
When the service finally broke, Darleen was hounded by many of the congregation’s ladies who were all ecstatic that she’d found a boyfriend. Despite her insistence that she wasn’t going to get attached, she did not dissuade them from this, telling them all about the less unsavory parts of our relationship thus far, which amounted to me being somewhat clueless as to farmstead life. I knew she meant it endearingly, but a part of me was sickened by this reduction of our experiences together. I excused myself to the restroom, then just slipped out to the parking lot.
Nel as sitting on the hood of Darleen’s car, now wearing a very ratty leather jacket, which I couldn’t help but wonder if was originally sourced from Darleen’s farm. She acknowledged me right away, and gestured for me to come over and talk, so I did.
“So how’s farm life treating you so far?” Nel asked. “And you don’t gotta be coy about it. We’re out of earshot from the straights.”
“Why church?” I asked Nel. “Tell me that first.”
Nel shrugged. “I dunno. I guess there is a part of me that misses the old life. I have friends here. Less every year, but you know.”
“See?” I said, pointing at her.
“And I guess you never stop worrying about existential stuff.”
“What happened to eating, fucking and dying?”
“I was exaggerating for effect,” Nel said. “That said, I’d really like it if God, should he or she exist, got the damn stick out of his-her ass and accepted that he-she made Nature to be very, very crude to people of sensibilities. If Civilization was really the balm to that, it really should feel just as natural as Nature. You know what I mean?”
“I think so,” I said, lying.
“Anyhow. I suppose Darleen’s doing her best to get you wrapped up around her little finger now.”
“Actually she said she’s letting me loose.”
Nel gave me a strange look.
“She knows she can’t train me out of wanting sex,” I said. “She’s just doing her best to satisfy me.”
“So you’re gonna go right back down to the farm and keep fucking the animals like I did?”
“Well… I need to discipline myself better.”
Nel snorted and laughed. “Sammy, come on.”
“Well!” I folded my arms. “I really love Darleen and I don’t want to disappoint her. I know I’ll probably mess up, but I have to try.”
“I really love Darleen too,” Nel said. “But you can’t deny Nature. It’s more natural to us.”
My ears wilted.
“Aw…” Nel said, sadly, taking her shades off to look at me better. “Heck, I didn’t mean to mess things up for you, Sammy.”
“You didn’t mean to break into my room and tell me I was gonna lose my citizenship?”
“I’m just telling the truth as I see it,” she said. “Even as an animal I got that right, just not the means to make my voice bigger’n louder. Maybe I’m scaring you cause I want Darleen to see the truth. But I don’t want to hurt her.”
“You are hurting her,” I said. “She really wants the farm to succeed, and you’re getting in the way of that.”
“I’m not doing nothing she’s not doing to herself,” Nel said. “Maybe I’m poking at it here and there, but that’s it. I’m not adding any more than she can’t handle. Everything else is her stubbornness getting in the way.” Nel chuckled. “I guess that’s why it’s a surprise to me that she’s letting you loose. I never really knew her to trust anyone else’s judgment if she already had in mind that she knew better.”
“You’d do a lot better if you just came back to help on the farm,” I said.
“I don’t want to,” Nel said. “I can’t do farm work anymore, not her way. Even when I was working to make her solvent, all I was accomplishing was justifying her bad behavior.”
“Well…” I said. “Maybe there’s a better way.”
“Good luck convincing her of that.”
Nel pulled me up to the hood of the car and kissed me. Of course, that part of me that couldn’t resist, didn’t. Nel was a very, very different female to hold than Darleen, being so very slender with hardly any fur to get lost in at all. But she had the same warmth to her. Her lips were soft and warm, but not to the point where they were unpleasantly hot. And she was strong. Even compared to Darleen’s farmer muscles, Nel’s were as solid as oak; she could have lifted me overhead with barely a struggle.
After a few moments of kissing, I felt Nel wrap both arms around my neck and start to pull me closer. We were interrupted when I heard Darleen’s distinctive, “A-hem.”
I pulled away from Nel at once, blushing ashamedly. “Uh…”
“That was all me, hun,” Nel told Darleen. “You got yourself a keeper here.”
“Mm-hmm,” Darleen said, with an amused smirk
“Buh,” I mumbled between them.
But Darleen brushed it off. “Did you want a ride back to the farm, Nel?”
“Naw, I just noticed Sammy joining you for church and wanted to talk to him. That offer’s still on the table by the way.”
“Uh,” I muttered, trying to bury my face under my ears.
Nel laughed and slid off the car’s hood, then wandered her way down the hillside, stripping her clothes off as she went. Darleen looked at me and smiled.
“Don’t worry, Sammy,” she said. “I know you’ll do fine.”
“All of this is your fault,” I said, uncharacteristically blunt.
I thought for a moment it’d hurt Darleen, but she just laughed. “Maybe it is. But it’s my problem to make. You, on the other hand, Sammy? I don't think you ever really figured out how to deal with the world before we met.”
“No,” I said. “I didn’t.”
Comments
Was that Nel and Darleen admitting Sammy is a good kisser? Can’t wait for the next chapter This one gave me a few things to think about One is how is the far run now, what are the other twos ideas for how it could be, I’m just not sure if they would stay citizen’s in that case :p
Edolon
2022-05-11 04:46:54 +0000 UTCSammy: For cow’s sake! Why can’t I live in Campus Avenue!
Simone Parker
2022-05-10 16:33:50 +0000 UTC
