Sophie admired herself in the mirror. Flowing red hair, jade green eyes, large thrusting tits... lovely.
Lifting her skirt revealed her secret prize. A glistening pink pussy, fringed with curly red pubes. Sophie spread open her pretty pink folds.
It truly is a cunt of quality. A cunt just waiting for Mr. Right.
Thinking of Mr. Right always made her horny, actually thinking of any guy made her horny. Sticking a finger into her slit Sophie rubbed her magic clitty, up and down, faster and faster... But a car horn blared in the driveway. "Dammit!"
Sophie hurried to Geena's truck and jumped in. The chubby girl laughed. "Sophie you got a wet spot on your skirt. Girl you been fingering your Skittle again?"
"Yes and I didn't finish because of you."
Geena winked and pulled out her fat boobs. "Let's do sex fantasy #33 --Hurry!" Sophie laughed, threw off her top and dropped her panties. And the two girls sucked each other's tits, while finger fucking each other to orgasm.
Afterwards Sophie licked off her finger. "I can't believe you number your sex fantasies." Sophie lit a cigarette. "But thanks Geena. I need a good fingering in the morning or I get so damn horny I can't sit straight."
"Yeah. Fingers are fine Soph. But ain't you ever fantasized about cocks, long hard stiff cocks. What it'd be like to suck one and swallow down a guy's stuff. Or what a stiff cock might feel like fucking your pussy... Or your butt?"
"All the time Geena— all the fucking time!"
"Me too. I ain't never sucked or got screwed—in my front or back." Geena sighed. "I used to lasso my gay cousin and force him to do Fantasy #14. Sitting on his face, forcing him to lick my pussy. But he transferred to a college in Alaska."
Geena glanced down at her crotch. "Dammit this twat was made to be spread and speared-- speared hard!"
"Mine too." Sophie giggled, rubbing her moist slit. "Soon some young prick is going to get lucky... really lucky. But he has to be a prick from a proper family. My fine pussy deserves nothing less than a proper pricking."
"What about Cecil? I thought he was porking you—"
"—not a chance! I'm a proper girl. And nobody PORKS me!" Sophie shoved a tissue into her wet panties.
"Sure Cecil tries to fuck me all the time. And sometimes I let him suck my tits and finger my fuck-hole. Oh and maybe a hand job, but that's it. His family isn't rich so he definitely isn't Mr. Right."
Geena laughed. "Hell I'd pork him."
"Hell you'd pork a broom handle."
"I have."
****
The next day in the high school cafeteria. Sophie couldn't believe it when Nathaniel Beauregard III walked up, bowed and asked her to the Debutante Ball. And when Nathanial kissed her hand, the proper girl creamed her panties.
"Oh Yes Nathan, heavens yes!"
A handsome guy from a rich family. Nathan could be Mr. Right— and Mr. Lucky— and Mr. Fuck-Me-Silly!
Sophie was ready, ready to lose her virginity, ready for the joy of screwing.
Before her date Sophie shaved her twat and polished it with pussy wax. And added a touch of hot pink lipstick to her pussy lips... to make them extra shiny.
And that night Nathan looked so fetching in his teal blue blazer. He drove her to a romantic spot and took her in his strong arms. As they'd kissed under the moonlit magnolias Nathan rubbed her soft tits and squeezed her eager nipples, tingling the wild places in her heart... and lower.
Sophie heard Nathan unzip, and looked down to watch his cock poke up from his pants like an elephant tusk. She stared in awe at the wonderfully stiff prick and felt her panties melt...
"Stroke it Sophie, please. Hurry!"
"A hand job? Nathan isn't there something you'd rather spread instead?"
"Hurry Sophie—stroke it!" The girl relented. Feeling his hot cock throb in her hand she slowly pulled it up and down...as her thighs ache with each stroke. A hand job was truly a waste of good hard cock meat.
After a few more strokes Nathan groaned and lurched. Sophie watched bursts of white jism spurt from his knob like a cum fountain, splattering across her pink dress. The gross sight made her hungry pussy growl.
Sophie was eager to go further. She'd gladly suck his cock and let him spurt his love cream down her throat, sex fantasy #5. Or she could lift her feet up to her ears in fantasy #16. Sophie would take his hard prick deep into her warm welcoming womanhood and...