Note from Bookbuddy: The first in this trilogy is Adult World described how through miss fortune this group of swinger after intrigue and police harassment end up on a farm. Read Adult World Pt 01 - 25 to read this
This second novella, Adult Farm follows the trials and tribulations of a group of like mind people who join forces to create a world where sex and love are separate worlds. A polyamory community focused on bringing all forms of sexual activity to those pursuing it for pleasure without shame or retribution. Read the stories before this to follow the full story.
New readers, I recommend starting at - Adult World Pt 01 The Meeting - to understand the characters and background.
If you have read that, then start Adult Farm Pt 01 The Water Hole Everyone else, thanks for continuing to support this tale and above all enjoy.
All Characters in this story are over the age of 18 Years old and are consenting adults.
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Dave and June and their friends from the town apartment had worked hard at the far, hectic, days after arriving and moving their Adult World not-for-profit business, where their sold sex toys on the internet and filmed and published adult erotica on the web. This property was going to be ideal for them, remote enough not to cause any bother to neighbours and close enough to the city for most of them to retain their day jobs. The property had a magnificent swimming pool, and barbeque area providing a deluxe entertainment area. The house was a sprawling farmhouse that had been obviously added to over the years. Different levels in rooms and different styles and genre of build. As if nobody tried to coordinator those aspects of the renovations. The first day they had an all in orgy in the pool led by June and Dave, the nominal leaders of the rag-tag group of young people who were unconventional in their beliefs in partnerships and sex. You could tag them as swingers, or hippies or just fantastic friends trying to make a basic living in aspects of the sex industry, Adult consensual acts, watching of porn, use of sexual aids, masturbating and the big one, having consensual sex with anyone whenever and where ever. June and Dave believed this could be done within the confines of a relationship, with honesty and trust An experiment that was unproven and still ongoing. Rented through an Adult World member's father, they had the place on long-term lease, and intended to run and expand their ethos in this place. They had termed their trust Adult World and the farm would be Adult Farm.
Burbling and trickling between the rocks, the narrow stream that defined the back of the property between their unknown neighbour and Adult Farm, water fell over a small rapid into a pool barely bigger than a small swimming pool. A two metre deep clear pool was the perfect swimming and cooling off spot. Sun beating down, the air thirty degrees Celsius plus on a clear still day, the heat made working on the path connecting the main complex to the stream of hot, hard, sweaty work. Dave's mission today, to clear overgrown scrub that threatened to close the track. He wore a black t-shirt, shorts and a pair of boots. The t-shirt dripped with perspiration, tired and hungry, he flopped in the water, splashed around, rinsing the sweat off his naked body. Clear cold water tingled on his sweltering body, finding a convenient rock to sit, he relaxed half in the cool water. Nearly time to go see what's going for dinner and have a happy hour drink, he thought. As he daydreamed about the prospect of something delicious like a thick juicy steak, he heard a vehicle coming from the other side of the river. It sounded a bit like a motorbike, he couldn't be sure, he wasn't sure what to expect, but his mind had envisage a big burly farmer and his dogs. Suddenly, conscience of his naked body, his clothes too far to reach, he slipped into the water up to his neck.
It suddenly appeared as a gleaming red and black quad bike, ridden by a person in a rainbow coloured straw hat, a pair of green work shorts, and a naked set of tanned older breasts. This woman focused on him with her large egg-shaped green eyes under dark thick well manicured eyes brows. She didn't change her gaze, just blinked her long lashes a couple times in surprise.
"Who are you?" Her voice feminine and authoritative, she came to a halt in her vehicle not three metres from Dave. She turned the machine off and dismounted her bike, turned to the carrier of the bike took a towel out of a bag on the back. "This is private land, you are trespassing, I like to come here for a private dip. Peace and quiet, nobody to disturb me. So you should probably bugger off."
"I'm sorry." Dave replied, "I believe I'm my side of the stream and I to have come down for a private swim. So perhaps you should bugger off, I was first here. This is embarrassing."
"Well yes, I normally skinny dip." Dave notice that even though she had grabbed a towel, she had not tried to cover her breasts, his eyes focused on them rather than her face. He had noted she was probably in her late forties, early fifties.
"Well, I'm skinny dipping, and so will anyone from our outfit be, when swimming in our joint creek for a swim?" An assertive start, Dave wanted to control this.
"This is Myrtle Macquarie place, I assume you are leasing it. Whats your outfit? What the heck are you running here?" Her voice had moved to a concerned enquiry. "Oh, and I am Felicity, you can call me Fell, we own this side of the creek and you are?"
"Dave, I am a lead of this club if you like, well perhaps vice lead."
She stepped close to the pool, put her fingers in the waistband, pushing her work shorts and her knickers down to her knees in one movement. She bent and stepped out of them, and threw them onto the seat of her bike.
"Do you mind if I join you?" She clearly wasn't waiting for an invitation.
For a moment she stood naked but for her hat in front of Dave. Casting her hat aside, she executed a perfect dive into the pool. She splashed around, wetting herself all over, and then stepped close to him, and showed she wanted to share his rock. Side by side, they both stared across the river at her bike, and Dave felt her hand on his thigh as she spoke.
