Rosie woke up sweating and panting from an erotic dream...a wet dream about a wonderfully stiff prick pounding into her pussy...but it was only her finger.
"Dammit. I'm tired of being fucking horny. All the fucking time. I need a man...or the hard part of a man." Dropping her nightgown Rosie brushed her teeth in the mirror. But horny girls have a better use for an electric toothbrush.
Rosie rubbed the vibrating toothbrush along her fuzzy slit, imagining it was a boner. She pushed the toothbrush into her hole, and popped it out with her pussy muscles.
"Mmm, just can't get enough of my cunt, can you stud?" Mr. Toothbrush didn't answer.
She watched her pussy in the mirror... Push in. Pop out. Repeat. Rosie moved it under her clitty hood. The vibrating head tickled her aroused clit. "Ahh, that's it..." Rosie quivered as her thighs clenched in climax.
"Oh Lordy... I need laid!"
After her morning diddle, Rosie dressed for a job interview. She wore a frilly white blouse, a pink mini-skirt, and her favorite candy cane panties. Candy cane panties always made her feel pretty.
The freckle-faced redhead drove to her interview. Then, a terrible but awesome thing happened. As she drove Rosie noticed a tire pass her, zipping down the highway. Just a tire???
Rosie screamed, "SHIT! THAT'S MY TIRE!!"
The back of her car swerved across the pavement with sparks flying. Rosie veered off the road, screamed again, and called Triple A.
Soon the tow truck hauled her car to a repair shop. Rosie stood in the waiting room. The cold air made her nips stick out like bullets. Covering the nipple bumps with her arm she watched the mechanics work.
A strange man came up behind Rosie. She jumped when his strong hands grabbed her hips. "Hey there Redhead. Long time no see." She turned.
"Oh damn, it's you Tomás! I haven't seen you since high school. Dude you still look handsome as sin."
"Yep, and Red you look sad as sin... like someone killed your cat."
"I-I don't have a cat."
"Yes you do, a fuzzy red kitty tucked between your legs." He winked. "Cutie, remember our first date?"
"Ha, that wasn't a real date. My parents were in the front seat, and I had to slap you—twice."
"Yes Rosie, but I got my first kiss." Tomás leaned in, kissing her cheek as his naughty tongue flicked along her ear lobe...
Rosie's pussy burned.
'This was a dangerous game to play with a depressed and horny girl. Tomás was still such a flirt... And the guy was her first wet dream
.'
"Red, I have a wonderful way of cheering up sad girls." His strong hand rubbed her quivering thighs. "Girly, how 'bout you and me sneak into the storage room and..."
"AND WHAT? I COULD NEVER DO THAT!"
"Sure you could honey. But make sure nobody sees you. It'd be bad for both of us."
"Bad why...because you're a mechanic?"
"Yep, I'm supposed to be working on cars, not talking to cute redheads."
Rosie laughed. "Is that what we're going to do... talk?" Tomás looked at his worksheet as the boss walked by.
"Hell yes honey, a long, hard talk. Hard and deep." Tomás stared at her plump chest. "Wow Red, your boobs grew big. Either that or you're still stuffing your bra. Are your knockers real?"
"Of course they're real!"
"Wow. Real and real tasty, and your long nipples poke out like bullets. Did they get hard because of me?"
