Frank Brown - Free for all farmgirl

Debby felt the hot piss filling her, felt it running out of her, and she started to squeal and squirm. The feeling was turning her on. She started to fuck the two pissing cocks. At the same time, she felt the urge to relieve her own bladder, and she let herself go. Her piss gushed out, running all over Bill's cock and balls.

"Wow!" Bill panted, humping his pissing, hardening cock up into Debby's pissing cunt. "What a chick! She's pissing, man!"

The two farmboys went wild. Their cocks turned to stone again and they resumed their wild fucking. Debby squealed with pleasure, gasping and grunting, whining like a bitch in heat. She excited the boys so much that within minutes they were both unloading again up her cunt and asshole, spurting jism into the flood of freshly shot piss inside her. Debby brought herself off easily, laughing as her orgasm swept throughout her body and saturated her every cell. Her nipples and toes felt as if they would split open with excitement.

"What a mess!" Rusty said after he'd stopped shooting. He yanked his cock out of Debby's asshole and climbed off her. His cock and balls were dripping with cum and piss. He pulled Debby up off Bill and stood her up. Cum and piss were running down her legs.

Bill rubbed his cock and balls, smearing cum and piss down his crotch and asscrack. He was still hard. He gave Debby a mischievous smirk and fucked his middle finger up his own asshole. His cock flexed against his belly with each wiggle of his ass-probing finger.

"Suck my cock," he said, and Debby dropped down, crouching like a kitten over him and going down on his hard-on.

As Bill finger-fucked his own asshole, Debby rippled her lips up and down his cock. Rusty muttered something and dropped down behind Debby, driving his cock up her asshole again. Debby reached up between her legs, playing with her clit. She realized it was starting to get dark, so she sucked hard and fast, using her tongue a lot. Behind her, Rusty rammed his cock up her shithole, slamming his belly against her wiggling ass.

It took only a few minutes to bring Bill off. As his climax approached, he pistoned his middle finger rapidly inside himself and his balls swelled. Jism burst suddenly from his cock, oozing out in thick wads, and he moaned, his toes digging into the sand. Debby swallowed each ejaculation of his spunk. Her fingers twisted between her pussylips and she climaxed.

"She's coming!" Rusty gasped. "And so am I!"

He collapsed over Debby, grinding his belly at her ass as his cock flexed in her spasming asshole.

"Mannnn!" He humped slowly, intensely. "Great ass!"

"Suck it out!" Bill panted. "Eat my cum!"

Debby sucked and swallowed, wiggled and fucked. The moment her orgasm subsided, she broke free of the two boys and ran for her clothes. She had to get home before dark or her mother would kill her. She left the boys sprawled out on the sand and exhausted.

On Saturday afternoon, Debby finished her chores early and sneaked off before her mother caught her and gave her more work to do. Her heart pounded as she pedaled up the hill away from the farm, but once she was out of sight of the house she relaxed, letting out a whoop of joy for her freedom.

She sailed down the hill and pedaled up the next rise as fast as gravity and her bare legs and feet could move her. Her blonde hair trailed out behind her, dazzling in the sunshine. Her smooth, tanned skin shined. Her tits bounced in her blouse and her pussylips throbbed with excitement, the tight crotch-seam of her shorts pulled up between them like a gag. She didn't know what sexual thrills lay in store for her as she ranged through her country neighborhood, but she was sure she'd find something to satisfy her throbbing teen pussy.

As she approached Mike's place, her heart started pounding wildly again when she saw his car in the driveway. She pedaled down the driveway, hopped off her bike and bounded up the steps of the front porch. Through the screen door she saw a nude woman seated on a rug on the living room floor, painting her toenails. Debby was about to turn on her heels and head back down the steps when the woman looked up.

"What the…" the woman said, and she jumped up and snatched a robe off the couch and wrapped it around herself. "What do you want? Who are you?"

"I'm – uh – well, I'm selling girl scout cookies," Debby stammered. "Is – uh – I mean, would you like to buy some?"

The woman marched toward the door, tying up her robe. "I know you. You came around here last week. My husband told you then we didn't want any cookies. What're you doing coming back here? What're you doing – spying on me?"

"I wasn't spying," Debby said. "I just got here. I was gonna knock."

The woman eyed Debby suspiciously, which reminded Debby of the looks her mother gave her.

"Well, whatever," the woman said. "We don't want any cookies today or tomorrow or ever, so get packing."

As Debby made her way down the steps, the woman called after her. "You'd better watch yourself, young lady, dressed like that out here in the middle of nowhere. There's no telling who you might run into out here. And there's no telling what they might do to you. You're asking for trouble, is all I can say – dressed like some little teenage whore."

Debby said nothing. She jumped on her bike and a half minute later she was up on the road and pedaling away from Mike's place as fast as her legs could churn. She shot over the top of a hill so fast that she almost missed seeing the biker who shot past her, heading in the opposite direction. She squeezed her hand brakes and so did the other biker.

"Baby doll!" Mike gasped, circling his bike back toward her. "What luck! I've been thinking about you all week. I couldn't get my mind off you. I was wondering how I was going to get to see you this weekend without going up on your front porch and knocking on your front door."

He wiped sweat off his face with his forearm. His shirtless torso streamed with sweat.

Debby eyed the bulge in his black biking shorts. She eyed his sweaty muscles and licked her lips. "I stopped by your place a few minutes ago. I told the woman I was selling cookies. She told me to go away and never come back."

"My – uh – sister," Mike said. "Well, she can be unfriendly at times, especially toward girls and other women. She's kind of possessive of me. Hey, baby, I've been going out of my mind all week thinking about you." He rubbed the bulge in his shorts. "I gotta get home. My – uh – sister is expecting me, and I'm late already. But I sure could use a quick blowjob now, to sort of tide me over until we can meet later for some real fun."

Debby could see the man's hard cock straining to break free of his shorts.

"Pull down your pants and I'll suck it," she said. "I wanna drink your cum."

"What a chick!" Mike gasped. "Come on!"

He hid their bikes in the tall grasses of the ditch, then pulled Debby off into the corn field where corn stalks towered above them ten feet high. In seconds they were safely concealed from the road behind a green wall of corn.

Mike shoved down his skin-tight shorts and his cock sprang out, sweaty and throbbing in the sunshine that bathed them from overhead. His foreskin was peeled back half off his gleaming purplish cock-knob. He squeezed his cock and a few thick drops of lube oozed out.

"I'm horny for your mouth, pretty girl. Blow me, you little blonde cocksucker!" He put his hands on Debby's shoulders and pushed her to her knees. He braced his left hand on her head and used his right hand to stuff his massive prong into her mouth. "Mmm, take it!"

He kept pushing until most of his cock had disappeared between Debby's thinly stretched lips. His cockhead and some of the shaft throbbed in Debby's throat.