"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.
"Fuck me, you horny bastard!" the woman whined. "Oh, Mike, you've got such a big cock!"
"And you've got such a hot, tight pussy!" Mike growled. "Jesus, baby, it's skinning my cock alive! Yeah!"
Debby's legs trembled. She braced one hand against the door frame to keep her balance. Her other hand crept down into her shorts and she shoved a finger up her pussy. She was shocked. She knew she ought to leave immediately. But she was too excited by the scene to do anything but watch.
Mike shoved the middle finger of his right hand into his mouth, then thrust it, dripping with spit, between the woman's asscheeks and up her asshole. The woman rolled her eyes back, arched her back, and turned her ass up.
"You filthy bastard!" she growled.
"You love it, asshole-bitch," Mike said, twisting and plunging his finger in the woman's shitter. "I'd never have married you if you didn't love getting it up the ass. It's my favorite hole, you know!"
"Stick your cock up it," the woman muttered. "Shove that ten-inch crowbar up my ass, you horny fucker!"
"I ain't ready yet, baby. I ain't pleasured my cock enough in your pussy."
He rotated his loins, churning his huge cock inside the woman's cunt. At the same time, he twisted his thick finger this way and that in her asshole.
"You're gonna drive me fucking crazy!" the woman squealed. She reached up between her legs to rub her clit. The pussycream was dribbling down her inner thighs like trickles of sap.
Mike slapped her ass. "I'm gonna bugger you, bitch! I'm gonna stick this cock straight up your asshole and fuck the shit out of you! What do you say to that?"
"Give it to me!" shrieked the woman. "Bang my shithole!"
Mike chuckled. Simultaneously, he yanked his finger out of her asshole and his cock out of her pussy. His cock throbbed naked in the air, the woman's fuckjuices dripping from it. He grabbed the woman's ass, shoved his prick between her asscheeks, and forced his cock straight up her asshole. All ten inches of the thick man-cock disappeared between the woman's asscheeks.
"Ahhh, yeahhh!" Mike groaned. "Heaven!"
The woman shuddered as if Mike's cock were sending jolts of electricity up her asshole. She writhed as if in agony. Her right hand clawed at her pussy. She rammed three fingers up her crotch. "Ohhhh, Mike! Ohhh, baby!"
"You fucking asshole-bitch!" Mike growled, his teeth clenched.
He yanked his cock nearly all the way out and plunged it back in. Out came his cock, in he slammed it. Out, in. Out, in.
"Ahhhh!" he bellowed with each thrust. "Ahhhh! Awwww!"
The woman looked ready to jump out of her skin. She gyrated her ass, churning her asshole on Mike's slicing, screwing cock. A deep-throated, whining growl came from her slack mouth. Her blue eyes rolled crazily, glazed over with lust and pleasure.
"Fuck meee!" the woman whined. "Fuck meeeee!"
Debby finger-fucked herself frantically. She had never seen anything so shocking or exciting in her life. Mike and the woman reminded her of a pair of coupled animals. They surely sounded like animals. And the looks on their faces were expressions of pure ecstasy. Debby could almost feel what they were feeling. Every cell of her young body ached and tingled. The hot itch in her cunt made her nearly scream. Sweet-smelling teen pussycream gushed into her hand as she finger-fucked herself to the verge of orgasmic bliss.
"Tighten that shitter!" Mike mumbled, slapping the woman's ass. "Strip the skin right off my cock! Jesus Christ, my whole body feels like a fucking cock! Baby, I'm so close I can feel it in my bones!"
"Fuck it! Ram it! Slam it!" gasped the woman. "Ohhh, honey!" Tears ran down her cheeks. Her entire body was flushed. Her toes clutched hard with each plunge of Mike's cock into her bowels. "I'm gonna come!"