A lot of things changed in my life in just a few weeks. I found out I was pregnant. I got married to my best friend and the father of my baby. I graduated high school; I also discovered the pleasures of another female. Because of that female, I stopped trying to be the tomboy I had been most of my life and now looked like a young redhead wife. I also had just discovered the wonderful thing called an orgasm! Not only was that a wonderfully unexpected event but it was also life changing. Don’t take that wrong, I have always loved sex!

My husband had dropped out of college and was working on his grandfather's farm to support us. One Saturday many things were happening on the farm. The veterinarian was coming and that required both my husband and his grandfather to assist. I was assigned the task of driving the old farm truck to the grain elevator/feed store to get mineral blocks for the cattle. I was actually excited. There had been many exciting trips as I rode shotgun there before, but I had never gone alone.

 It was hot out, so I was wearing a white t-shirt that I tied under my braless breasts exposing my stomach. Okay, so don’t laugh but on my feet were a pair of not very sexy rubber boots. If you have ever walked in the cow pasture, you would understand why!

Before I dressed that morning, I stood naked looking in the long mirror on the bathroom door, inspecting all one hundred five pounds of me. My favorite teacher, who was like the naughty older sister I never had, recently cut my really long red hair and trimmed another patch of red hair. She also introduced me to makeup. 

After I dressed, I did a slow turnaround inspecting myself. I smiled when I noticed those shorts gave a little peek of butt cheek. I was pretty pleased with the girl looking back from the mirror. I put my hair in a ponytail and fed it through the back of my ball cap and off I went for the forty-minute drive. The windows were down and the AM radio blasting country music. I imagine that other drivers thought I was having a seizure as I danced in the seat.

I can’t explain it but for some odd reason, all those old guys that ran the elevator seemed to want to help me way more than they ever did before. After everything was loaded, I went inside to sign the ticket. Do you remember I said it was hot? That white t-shirt was a little damp from my perspiration.  It’s funny how quickly men notice perky little nipples in a wet shirt.

The owner suggested I get myself a drink out of the cooler. He told me it was his treat. The cooler was like a chest freezer, the lid opened, and soda bottles sat in cold water.  I think those old guys thought I might take more than one drink. All eyes seemed to be watching me. The owner was very helpful as he stood close holding the lid, watching me as I took my time making my choice.

I decided to choose a bottle of Choc-ola.  It was like chocolate milk in a bottle.  I heard one old man make a sound like a groan when I touched the cold wet bottle to my face, then held it to my bare tummy just above those hip-hugging shorts. 

I said my thank you and was surprised when the owner said, “Thank you, for coming in and I hope you come back soon.”

I couldn’t help but notice every guy in the office hurried to the door to watch me walk to the truck. I wondered if it was how sexy my boots were that made me feel so welcome!

Once in the truck, I sat that bottle between my legs.  That cool bottle on my bare skin felt nice. After a drink, I pressed the bottle against my crotch.  I couldn’t really feel the coolness on my very wet and damp place hiding under those shorts. I found a solution. I unfastened, unzipped and pulled the crotch of my shorts to one side. Let me tell you that cool smooth glass felt totally amazing against my nearly bare pussy.

It was difficult to keep the truck on the road. I’m pretty sure I could’ve easily crashed from the distraction that cold bottle was causing. Before long sitting the bottle between my legs after a drink, took much longer as I rubbed it along my slit. With a little effort, I had the cool bottle wedged perfectly between my very excited pussy and the leather seat.  Suddenly I couldn’t get to the farm fast enough. I went directly to the back pasture. I parked the truck in the shade by the feed bunk. The cattle were all around the truck, but they would just have to wait. I was on a mission to enjoy wonderful a new feeling. I took those boots off as well as my shorts and my panties.  One quick feel revealed just how wet I was down there. I leaned against the door until I was almost lying in the seat. I had one foot on the dash and the other over the seat back, spreading my legs wide. It felt amazing as I slowly rubbed that glass up and down pressing the glass against my wet pussy.

The sunlight seemed to make the moisture on the bottle gleam. I suddenly had an irresistible desire to lick around the bottle. Trust me it didn’t taste like chocolate! I put the tip of the bottle in my mouth sucking it like a very smooth cock. The bottle was about nine inches tall and about two- and one-half inches wide. The neck was probably a delightful four inches long.

 Between my saliva and all the natural lubricants my body provided the tip just slipped right inside. I held it still with the neck all in and the wider part pressed against my opening. I angled the bottle upwards pressing it against my clit as I slid the bottle in and out. That’s all it took; my body tensed my legs seemed to automatically close on that bottle. My feet were crossed at my ankles giving my knees more leverage to keep the bottle in place as my first orgasm sent wonderful sensations through my entire body. 

I was definitely not satisfied, but the cows were surrounding the truck. Maybe they were enjoying the show. Reluctantly I set the bottle aside and slipped my bare feet back into those clunky boots.  I got out of the truck wearing nothing, but a very wet t-shirt still tied under my breasts and those boots and put two mineral blocks out for the cattle. I didn’t appreciate the condescending looks of several of the cows. 

I got back in the truck and drove to the second pasture. For some reason, the seat seemed very sticky. I have to admit I felt extremely naughty opening the gates almost naked. I wondered if there might’ve been a hunter close enough to get a glimpse of the bottomless redhead.

Pasture two meant round two with the long neck bottom. I had lost a little steam but before long I was all warmed up and lubricating the glass. My second orgasm came rather quickly and was just as rewarding.

Suddenly it seemed like that sexy bottle was challenging me to see how much would fit inside. I positioned myself with both bare feet on the dash; my naked ass was on the edge of the seat. My legs were spread wide as the back of the seat held my head so I could watch to see how the challenge progressed.

I pressed the tip against my wet slit. The neck was not a challenge, but it certainly good sliding in. It took both hands, but the rest of wider part started in slowly, stretching my pussy. After a short time, I had nearly the entire length inside me. 

I watched as I used fingers of both hands to nearly buried the bottle inside my pussy. When I relaxed my fingers, the bottle slipped almost out before I pushed it in again. It was totally awesome to see that smooth glass bottle part my pink labia and disappear almost effortlessly inside.  That set off what seemed like a slow-moving train of orgasms. I was shocked at the amount of my juices that gushed over the bottle and flooded the seat. The feeling was so intense, I thought I might pass out. When those glorious orgasms settled, I let the bottle slip out and fall off the seat. 

I moved to lie on the seat. One hand went under my sweat-soaked shirt rolling my nipple between my thumb and finger. When my body could finally function, I started looking for my panties and shorts. I untied my shirt and used the bottom to dry off. I discovered a rather large wet spot on the seat. It was clear that no matter if the bottle or I had won the challenge, the truck seat was the loser.

Reluctantly once I was dressed, I finished the task of setting mineral blocks for the cows then headed back to the barn. My husband and his grandfather were probably used to seeing me wearing almost nothing, but the Veterinarian seemed to be enjoying the site of a young redhead wearing a very damp T-shirt with nipples poking through the thin material like head lights and very short shorts and of course those sexy boots. Even though his job was finished the Vet didn’t seem to be anxious to leave. I think he should have given Grandpa a discount that day!

The day was done and the three of us were in the truck headed home. I wondered if I was the only person who noticed that it smelled like someone had recently had sex in the truck.

Grandpa was driving. I was in the middle and my husband was riding shotgun. When the truck stopped that sexy choc-ola bottle rolled out from its hiding place under my husband’s feet.

I quickly took the long-neck bottle from my husband hoping he hadn’t noticed a curly red hair stuck to my new toy. I smiled and I suppose my face turned a little red as I explained the generosity of the owner of the elevator. I left out the part about making the cows wait for their mineral blocks.

I took that bottle home and once I carefully washed it, I set it on the little table beside my bed. From time to time over the next few months, it was necessary to wash it again.