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Debby's folks got home from church earlier than she'd expected. In fact, Mike had only jumped on his bike and disappeared up over the hill when her dad's car rose over the top of the same hill and cruised down to turn into the driveway. Debby almost had a heart attack at the sight of it, and she stood there red-faced and smiling foolishly, waving at her parents as her dad drove the car around back. Then she hopped on the swing, shaking all over.
Mike's cum was still wet and sticky between her cuntlips. She could feel the gooey stud-cream oozing out of her. She realized her blouse was missing the two bottom buttons and she did her best to hide the fact, tucking in her blouse and pulling up her shorts extra high. She also buttoned the upper buttons to her neck. Her cunt throbbed with every beat of her heart. She could still feel Mike's huge cock sliding inside her. And she was sore. She wondered if her tattered cherry was still bleeding.
Her parents came around to the front of the house, dressed in their church clothes.
"Why aren't you in bed?" her mother said.
"I'm feeling better," Debby said.
Her mother walked over and felt Debby's forehead. "You still feel feverish, and you're perspiring. I want you to go straight inside and straight to bed."
"Yes, ma'am." Debby slipped off the swing and moved toward the porch. Her cunt and inner-thigh muscles were sore, and she walked stiffly.
"Have you been out riding without permission, young lady?" her father asked.
"No, sir!"
"You're walking like a cowboy who's been out riding the trail for a week. You sure you ain't been out on the horses."
"No, I haven't been out riding," Debby said. She hauled herself up the porch steps. Her pussylips squished together as Mike's cum dribbled out of her and she prayed her spunky fluid wouldn't run down the insides of her legs in full sight of her parents.
"I'm going out back to check the horses," her father said. "And if any are sweated up from being rode, you're in for it, young lady."
Debby said nothing. She pushed through the front door and went straight upstairs to her bedroom.
Actually, she was grateful that her mother had sent her to bed. She was too sore to do any chores. Mike's cock had stretched her loin muscles like never before and by the time she made it up the stairs she could hardly walk.
She slipped out of her clothes and got under the bedsheets. Her crotch was a sticky mess, and she rubbed it with her hand, smearing around the fuckjuices that oozed out. Mike had really reamed her out. Without his cock inside her now, she felt empty. She wished she could have cut his cock off and kept it inside her--forever.
She squirmed under the sheets, jerking herself off as she imagined the scene with Mike in the hayloft. She would go insane if she didn't see Mike again. He told her he'd stop by again sometime. But when? And what if her parents were home? She couldn't very well fake being sick every Sunday morning.
"Oh, Mike!" she whispered. "Fuck me!"
She lay back with her legs spread, her right hand jerking between her thighs, two stiff fingers plunging in and out of her wide-open pussy.
Her fingers had never felt so small and inadequate. She needed something big and hard and hot to satisfy her now. She needed a big slab of man-cock to fill her, to slam in and out of her until her toes curled and her nipples nearly popped from the stimulation.
She closed her eyes, imagining Mike's huge, ten-inch prick slicing relentlessly between her pussylips, slicing and plunging, penetrating her deep, his hot cockhead popping in and out of her womb. Her tits rose and fell rapidly. She was panting. She spread her legs wider, pointing her toes and working them sensuously under the bedsheet. Pussycream and man- cum dribbled out of her and down her crotch. The bed-sheet under her ass was getting wet and slippery and she rubbed her ass in the fuckjuices.
"Ohhh, Mike!" She rammed three fingers up her cunt and her pussy exploded. "Uh! Oh! Uh!"
She grunted with each spasm that gnawed through her cunt. Her toes clutched rhythmically. Fuck sensation shot through her loins, through her legs and tits. She could feel her asshole squeezing like a fist, matching the clutching, sucking contractions of her spasming pussy.
There was a knock on the door and Debby fell back, trying to catch her breath, trying to compose herself as the last orgasmic sensations pulsed through her cunt. Reluctantly, she pulled her fingers out of herself.
Another knock. "Debra, are you asleep?"
"I was," Debby said, trying to sound groggy.
Her mother opened the door. "Just checking to see that you're all right. It sounded like you were having a nightmare." Her mother crossed the room and felt her head again. "You definitely have a fever. I'm going to take your temperature."
"I'm all right, Mother."
"Be still and rest. I hope you're not coming down with the flu." Her mother left to get the thermometer.
Ten minutes later, after Debby's mother had taken Debby's temperature and had discovered that it was normal, she ordered Debby to get up, to get dressed, and to do her chores.
"But I'm sick," Debby complained.
"The thermometer doesn't lie," said her mother.
Debby was out back mopily feeding the chickens when her father appeared.
"Sorry for doubting your word," he said. "I checked the horses and none have been ridden. Your ma tells me you ain't sick."
"I really don't feel very well," Debby said.
Her dad felt her forehead. "You feel feverish to me. Maybe the thermometer's broke. You go find yourself a cool spot in the shade and rest. I'll have a talk with your ma."
"Dad? Can I learn to drive?"
Her dad turned back toward her. "If it was up to me, I'd say yes. But your ma is dead against it. Women shouldn't drive is her belief. She never learned to drive, and her ma before her never drove, and she ain't about to let you drive."
"But I'm going crazy being cooped up around here all the time. And you hardly ever let me go out even on the horses."
"Your ma thinks you'll get killed on them horses. I ain't that worried, but I don't like to see you going out riding alone. Accidents do happen."
"So what am I supposed to do? Sit here every day for the rest of my life?"
Her dad scratched his head. "Let me think this one over and have a talk with your ma. Maybe we can figure something out."
A half an hour later, as Debby was jerking off out behind the machinery shed, she heard her mother calling. She pulled her fingers out of her pussy, sucked them clean, adjusted her shorts and blouse, and went to face the music. She found her parents in the kitchen. Her dad was seated at the kitchen table sipping coffee while her mother peeled apples at the kitchen sink.
"Put on an apron and help me," her mother said. "I wanna get this pie in the oven." Her mother glanced at her father. "Well, tell her, Dad. It's your idea."
"We're getting you a bicycle," her dad said. "A two-wheeler. We passed some guy on a bike coming home from church this morning, which is what gave me the answer to our little problem."
Debby was speechless. Her face broke into a grin.
"You've gotta be careful," her mother said. "And I don't want you going too far from home. And I must say I'm not exactly happy with the idea, but I guess it's better than cars or horses."
"Thank you," Debby said. "I'm so happy." She kissed both her parents, giving her father the longest, wettest kiss of the two. Her dad turned red in the face and left the kitchen in a hurry.
The next morning, Debby and her father rode into town to buy the bike, and late that afternoon Debby took her first ride. The bike was a ten-speed and the riding was easy. She rode fast, in search of a mailbox with the name Mike on it. In less than an hour, she'd found it.
At the end of a short, dirt driveway, a red station wagon with a bike rack on top was parked in front of an old farmhouse with the paint peeling off it. The farm buildings near the house were no longer in use. Two bicycles were leaned up against the house. Debby parked her bike and padded quietly up the front steps of the porch. She peered in through the screen door and was about to knock when her mouth dropped open.
She'd come to the right house. Mike was here, all right, but so was a woman, a naked woman on all fours on the living room floor, her moderate-sized tits jiggling under her as Mike, stark naked too, fucked her from behind like a stallion mounted on a mare. She was a slender, silky-skinned blonde, ten years older than Debby but not nearly as developed as Debby in the tits and ass. Mike had hold of the woman's hips and was yanking her ass backward as he thrust forward into her. He grunted with each thrust, his belly colliding savagely with the woman's naked ass, and the woman gasped repeatedly, as if the wind were being knocked out of her.
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